C20 Seven Living Eight Living Nine Dead

Shenzheng of Tibetan Scriptures from one to nine, Shan Scriptures from two to four

After Jing Mo said these few sentences, the class teacher, Teacher Zhang, relaxed his face immediately and said to Zhou Sen's mother, "Mother Zhou Sen, look, I've already said that your son's matter has nothing to do with our academy. Zhou Sen is usually not very good at school, he likes to play around with Jiao Dahu and, so why not bring this newly transferred Lee Yan along to find this Jing Mo? This Jing Mo has always been a good student in the class, and he has never been mischievous before. Maybe after Jiao Dahu and Zhou Sen left the Jing Mo house, they went somewhere else to play? Right? I can guarantee this Jing Mo's character. "

Finished speaking, Teacher Zhang spread out both of his hands as he smiled at Zhou Sen's mother, Jiao Dahu's mother, and the few relatives that the two of them brought to join the fun.

Zhou Sen's mother glared at Teacher Zhang and waved his hands snappily. "Let's go and settle our scores with this teacher later."

He then left with the three of them.

Jiao Dahu's mother's face was covered in tears, but he still walked up to Teacher Zhang and bowed to him. "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhang. Then, he turned around and left.

The relative that had followed her sighed and turned to leave as well.

Jing Mo was secretly puzzled in his heart: "Why is Jiao Dahu so overbearing while his mother is so gentle, yet Zhou Sen is so cowardly in school and follows Jiao Dahu like a lackey while his mother is so overbearing and lawless? ~ Could it really be what the students said, that Jiao Dahu and Zhou Sen are their fathers? The students all say that Jiao Dahu's father is a hooligan, but Zhou Sen's father is a mediocre husband in charge of the family? "

Teacher Zhang's eyes rolled a few times, and then he called out to Jing Mo and Jing Mo, "You two, come over here — —"

Jing Mo anxiously walked over to Teacher Zhang, but Lee Yan hesitated for a moment. Then, he walked over to Teacher Zhang, his face still as cold, with an expression that resembled that of the great evildoer.

Teacher Zhang swept his eyes across the two of them, then said softly: "Jing Mo, Lee Yan, let me tell you, in the future, mother Zhou Sen, mother Jiao Dahu's family will come and find you, and follow what you have said today, do you remember?"

Lee Yan's expression did not change, as he nodded.

Zhang laoshi's expression eased and a smile appeared on his face. He continued, "Teacher believes that the two of you are good kids and will definitely not do anything that would harm your classmates. You can go. As for the remaining matters, teacher will handle them —"

Jing Mo nodded his head: "Teacher Zhang, I'm leaving —" Then he looked at Lee Yan, who was by the side, and turned to leave.

Lee Yan did not say a word.

The two of them walked out of the office and into the sunlight. When the bright sunlight shined on their bodies, the haze in Jing Mo's heart dissipated.

Jing Mo thought of Jiao Dahu and Zhou Sen, and his heart was a little tangled. He could not help but ask Lee Yan: "Lee Yan, what happened to Jiao Dahu and Zhou Sen? Hearing Zhou Sen say that he was poisoned, do you know what happened? "

Lee Yan shook his head: "That day, after you left, Jiao Dahu and Zhou Sen were afraid, so they also called for us to leave quickly. I followed behind, and after coming out of the Jingjia Village, I couldn't see the two of them anymore. "It was only today that I found out about the two of them being poisoned …"

Jing Mo thought for a while, then told Lee Yan: "Why don't we go over to Zhou Sen's place after school?"

Lee Yan nodded.

The two of them went to class separately. Jing Mo was in the Second Year's Class Two and Lee Yan was in the First Year's Class One. When afternoon ended, Jing Mo's class bell rang, and he quickly rushed out of the classroom, running all the way to the door. He saw that under the big locust tree at the door, Lee Yan was standing straight up, waiting for him.

The afterglow of the setting sun gave Lee Yan's face a layer of faint golden light. Jing Mo rushed to Lee Yan's side and looked at him, every single hair on his face seemed to have a trace of golden light.

Lee Yan smiled at Jing Mo: "Let's go."

For some inexplicable reason, Jing Mo felt a sense of warmth and affection towards this youth. It was as if he had known this young man for a very long time.

Even though he was only ten years old …

Jing Mo and Lee Yan walked shoulder to shoulder.

Although they had only met twice, the matter of Jiao Dahu and Zhou Sen, had actually brought the two youths together …

Jing Mo asked in a low voice: "Lee Yan, do you think Zhou Sen and Jiao Dahu will be alright?"

Lee Yan looked at Jing Mo and grinned, "You can call me Stone, just like them —"

Jing Mo nodded: "Ok."

Only then did Lee Yan reply him: "By this time, Jiao Dahu and Zhou Sen are already dead."

Jing Mo was stunned, he stopped his steps and said in astonishment: "What did you say? Zhou Sen, Jiao Dahu and the others are already dead? "

In the morning, when he heard Zhou Sen's mother say that Zhou Sen was still poisoned, hearing the words of Lee Yan and Zhou Sen that they were already dead, no matter how Jing Mo experienced these past two days, was still a little muddled at this moment.

Lee Yan looked around, the two of them had already reached the corner of the street, and amongst the people walking past, no one knew anyone, so Lee Yan lowered his voice and told Jing Mo, "Jiao Dahu and Zhou Sen have been poisoned by the Arrow Poisonous Wood, so they will naturally not live. I'm just curious, why did these two people live for two more days? The Arrow Poisonous Wood s are known as the ones with sealing throats for blood, and the ones who have been struck by the Arrow Poisonous Wood can't even run nine steps away, that's why they have this phrase — seven lives, eight lives, nine lives. "

Jing Mo stood there dumbly. At this time, a bus passed in front of them, and Lee Yan immediately shut his mouth, his back facing the bus, blocking Jing Mo's path.

From the corner of his eyes, Jing Mo had long since seen a few of their school's students sitting on that bus. Among them were two of their classmates.

When the two students saw Jing Mo, they curiously looked at him for a moment. Then, they shifted their gaze to the beautiful female students seated in front of them.

Lee Yan looked at Jing Mo: "Do you still want to see Zhou Sen?"

Jing Mo's mind was in a mess, he did not answer his question, and instead asked him a question in reply, "What kind of Arrow Poisonous Wood are Zhou Sen and Jiao Dahu at? How do you know? "

Lee Yan stared at Jing Mo for a good four to five seconds, then said indifferently: "You really don't know?"

Jing Mo was confused: "What do I know?"

Lee Yan looked at Jing Mo again for a while, then said slowly: "The coffin in your home was made from Arrow Poisonous Wood, don't you know?"

Jing Mo gasped, he only felt his entire body turning cold.