Apocalyptic Forecast

"Apocalypse Forecast(

At the entrance of the lobby on the first floor, the students who were coming and going were suddenly diverted, bypassing the man standing in the middle of the door, or standing far away, watching with curiosity.

The gray-cyan hakama was draped without the slightest wrinkle, and it was covered with black feathers, and the feet were on wooden clogs.

And he held a slender sword bag in his hand.

Be in awe.

The middle-aged man's sideburns are pale, and the silhouetted face is extremely vicissitudes of life. After being covered with a layer of chill, the original dignified appearance has indescribable majesty.

scaring.

At this moment, facing this sudden question, Huai Shi's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at his appearance: "Seriously, I don't know what you mean, but I guessed a little bit. I don't know if you want to listen. I explain.

But before that, at least you have to report your name, the teacher? "

The visitor suddenly sneered, "It's a mere unknown person, so naturally it's not worthy of the dignified Astronomical Commission's inspector's attention-since you have done that kind of thing, now you ask the next name, don't you feel hypocritical?"

"It doesn't matter if you want to be cynic, if it's your intention."

Huai Shi calmly raised his hand, handed the bag containing the lesson plan to Lin Jiu, and walked towards him: "Although I will be ridiculed if I do nothing and make me a little angry, I still hope that this matter can be The more decent way is resolved.

So, let me repeat it again-I don't know who you are, and why you have such a big grudge against me.

But if you come to ask for an explanation, at the very least, you have to report your name before I explain it, right? "

"Do you still want to humiliate me again!"

The middle-aged man was furious: "It is useless to say more, let me understand the power of the judges of the Astronomical Society!"

He stretched out his sword bag and revealed a long sword from Yingzhou.

Here, challenge.

"From just now to now, isn't it because you are humiliating me unilaterally?"

Among the onlookers of many people, Huai Shi asked blankly: "No matter how aggressively carrying a sword to the door, it is not a talking attitude, right?

Or do you just want to find a place to vent your anger? "

At that moment, as Huai Shi stepped forward, everyone had a flower.

After a moment of trance, it seemed that a gap appeared abruptly in the middle of time, making the whole process disappear, leaving only the final result.

And Huai Shi was already like a ghost, passing a distance of several meters in an instant, and even the slightest sound of wind had not been set off, and he had come to the middle-aged man.

Close at hand.

"Now, I ask one last time—"

He stared at the divergent pupils and asked softly:

"——Name?"

Subconsciously, the middle-aged man backed away.

A sharp voice burst out, and the wooden clogs scratched two tragic marks on the smooth ground. In the face of sudden changes, his response can be said to be perfect.

Moving like thunder, he retreated two meters in an instant, almost breaking the glass on the back door.

Finally opened a safe distance.

But when he raised his eyes, he found that Huai Shi's face was still close at hand, and his genial smile had not changed at all, and his hair was standing upside down.

The right hand holding on to the hilt suddenly tightened, and with the push of the thumb of the left hand, the steel in the sheath whizzed out-draw the sword!

Then, it stopped abruptly.

"useless."

Huai Shi's palm lifted up, and he did not know when it was already in front of the hilt. It seems to have caught seven inches of the giant python in the hole, not allowing it to go out of its sheath.

In this way, the blade was slid back into the scabbard inch by inch.

No matter how the middle-aged man resisted, his face was suffocated and his palm pushing forward did not shake or sway in any way, until the scabbard and the blade closed to one place, making a clear cry.

Huai Shi took a step back, her smile still harmless.

As if provoking, motioned to him.

Come again.

A wisp of irritated crimson appeared on the iron-green face of the visitor. He actually took a step forward in front of Huai Shi's face, slowly bends down, and assumed a posture of responding.

It seemed that the bowstring of the longbow was gradually tightening, and the unintended terrifying tension gathered on his five fingers holding the hilt.

ready.

Only the biting chill spread from the steel-hungry scream in the sheath, killing intent-leaving no room for it, this was a genuine sword duel.

Huai Shi was still smiling, standing still, without moving.

Just looking at him.

In the freezing silence, only the big beads of sweat dripped from the samurai's forehead, soaking the neckline and the broken floor under his feet.

He was motionless.

Only the scream of the long sword in the sheath became more and more stern, as sharp as it was, stinging everyone's eardrums and climbing crazily upward. Until the end, in Huai Shi's waiting, there was a desperate cry.

A broken sound rang from the sheath.

The unsheathed blade shattered in the sheath.

As the long sword shattered, it suddenly seemed to have lost all the essence. The middle-aged man's face was pale, unable to hold up his body anymore, he staggered and fell to the ground.

Where can I not understand the gap between each other?

He was defeated without even drawing the sword.

No, it should be said: He didn't have the courage to draw his sword before the silent pair of eyes until he failed completely.

Unreasonable fear arose out of intuition, ingested his consciousness, and made him freeze in place, unable to move.

"I lost at the bottom..."

The distressed middle-aged man struggled to prop up his body with a scabbard, breathing hard: "Today, it was Sasaki Kiyomasa who came to the door and took his own humiliation.

From now on, when I meet Mr. Huai Shi, I will naturally retreat and dare not get entangled anymore—"

When he said this, his voice trembled slightly, and he saw that he was so sad that he could not help himself, and he was almost crying. I had to lower my head and stagger up from the ground, trying to escape in embarrassment.

But I heard a soft voice behind me:

"——Did I let you go?"

Amidst the faint hustle and bustle, dead silence came suddenly.

The deep words with unimaginable weight and chill made the hall freeze again.

Sasaki Kiyomasa was stunned.

In the reflection of the glass door in front of him, he vaguely saw the reflection of the young man. It is erratic like bubbles, it is difficult to see the essence, but in the moment of trance, it seems that there is endless darkness rising into the sky, engulfing everything.

Formed a horrible whirlpool of palpitations.

Under the cover of darkness, he finally sensed the source of this fear in his heart.

Right beside him, two dim and hideous shadows appeared at some point. One holds a heavy scarlet axe in both hands, as solemn and majestic as a priest.

And the short knife in the hand of the other shadow was already attached to his neck.

Feel the biting cold.

Up to now, Sasaki Kiyomasa still doesn't understand where he is. Since standing in front of Huai Shi, his life is no longer in his own hands.

"Teacher Sasaki, right?" In the silence, Kai Shi walked to his side and asked back.

"Exactly."

Under the erosion of the chill, Sasaki Kiyomasa raised his head with difficulty and responded boldly, waiting for the dissemination of Huai Shi.

But after a brief silence that was heart-pounding, Huai Shi raised his head in thought, but suddenly grinned, revealing a gentle smile.

The darkness, ghosts, frost and death vanished in that moment.

Only a passionate face is left.

"Ms. Sasaki--"

As if seeing it at first sight, Keishi grabbed Sasaki Kiyomasa's hand and asked enthusiastically:

"Have you eaten?"

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Two hours later, in an izakaya with Yingzhou characteristics in the ivory tower.

"Excuse me, another bowl!"

Sasaki Kiyomasa raised the empty bowl in his hand.

The corners of Lin Nineteen's eyes twitched, looking at the densely piled empty bowls and plates on the table, not knowing where this rice bucket came from.

"Give me a bowl too."

Huai Shi also raised his hand and greeted: "By the way, let's have another sake and a piece of fried chicken-nineteen do you want anything else? Just be a teacher and treat me, you are welcome."

"I'm full."

Lin Jiu looked helpless, looking at the spectacular scene on the table.

It's no better than these two foodies.

So the two of them gnawed edamame and drank in the gap between waiting for the tea and rice, as if they weren't the one who had just fought.

And Huai Shi finally figured out the causes and consequences.

Sasaki Kiyomasa is a ronin who lost nobility.

And if you want to talk about the relationship, there is even a little connection between the two. Before he lost the title, the official was the Lijian family, the retainer of the Lijian family.

Unfortunately, because of the struggle between Tianjin and Guojin schools, the Wu family completely turned to the generals. The previous generation of the Lima family who stood in the wrong line was ordered to commit suicide in the follow-up liquidation.

And Sasaki Kiyomasa changed from an 800-stone Chinese leader to a ronin, and he had no place in Yingzhou. If you have a better mind, you might be able to restart the stove outside, but if you put on a Tiehanhan Ershu like Sasaki, who has a little less in his head, he can't find any next home.

After several exiles, she eventually became a ubiquitous external teacher by taking shelter and the ivory tower.

Simply put, it is a temporary worker.

There are not many people like this in the Ivory Tower. They cannot get a formal contract, and there is no hope of getting their own fixed classroom. The reason why he was able to stay was because he was valued by the professor in the ikebana classroom and recruited as his assistant teacher.

The professor is already very old, and it is rare to meet a younger generation who is close to my eyes~www.ltnovel.com~ can take care of him. I only hope that my fellow villager will not be desperate.

But the good times didn't last long. Before half a year, the professor took sick leave before school started.

The huge ikebana classroom has no heads, and Sasaki is greatly favored by others, but it is difficult to prevent the classroom from deteriorating day by day.

Seeing the old professor's life's hard work disappear like this, and even this classroom can't be kept, Sasaki's thoughts of cutting his belly are all there.

However, even if the abdomen is cut, there is no egg.

And at this time, seeing my family's students lose one by one, and the original students plan to turn to the classical music appreciation classroom for various reasons, and then the people in the two clubs will fan the flames...

"If it weren't for Huaijun Haihan today, he would almost have a catastrophe underneath."

After eating, Sasaki was sitting again, and according to Yingzhou's strictest understanding, he leaned over and bowed to Huai Shi, almost prostrated on the ground: "大変申し訳ございませんでした!"

"Where is Sasaki-sensei? Aren't we not acquainted with each other?"

Huai Shi lifted him up with enthusiasm, and was relieved: "You may not know that Xiao Humber and I are in the Social Security Bureau, but we are in the social security bureau, but we are in the social security bureau. Brother and sister. In my heart, she will always be a younger sister. How can she be as knowledgeable as those in her sister's family?"

Just to bully Sasaki's ignorance of Eastern Xia language, Huai Shi kept taking advantage of him: "Misunderstandings, please don't care about it. In the future, our two classrooms must live in harmony."

I don’t know why, one after another wicked thoughts continue to emerge in my heart:

Why are you angry?

——This kind of good tool man who lacks a string in his mind and is particularly easy to use must be in his own hands!