surname teacher

Chapter 173 Zhou

A large group of gray tits frightened immediately because of the screams of the clay dolls above the snow-covered woods. Instantly, the rocks rolled down, and the ground was turbulent, as if the entire mountain shook violently following the movement.

As soon as he realized the danger was approaching, Jin Suoyang, whose face turned cold, immediately picked up half a basket of persimmons beside him, and quickly turned over from the green bull cart with his surname book and clay dolls that he always carried with him.

Waiting for a quick run-up two steps forward on the snowy ground, he took out a golden book, and stepped on the flying book to avoid the falling rocks above his head. Heaps of miscellaneous things flew through the woods in such a thrilling way, and finally when they turned around a cedar tree with crooked growth on the top, they threw themselves and their baskets on the far away place. The cliff edge of the 'Giant Foot'.

This time, Jin Suoyang and the clay dolls who fell from mid-air made a lot of noise, and the 'Bigfoot' chasing them after a while paused for no reason.

After a while, Jin Suoyang, who narrowly escaped in a hurry, was hit on the head by the treetops above his head, frowned and coughed, and then rushed out solemnly and in a low voice. The shivering clay doll holding its head in its arms asked.

"How are you?"

[I, I'm fine. 】

"What about the persimmons?"

【ah?persimmon? 】

Asked by Jin Suoyang with a frown, the clay doll, who was a little dumbfounded, remembered that this basket of delicious sugar persimmons was actually given to them by Yang Hua's father before they left Fancun. of.

It's just that Shi Mingming hadn't eaten any of them when he came here along the way, so the clay doll really didn't understand whether he liked or didn't like persimmons.

And thinking so full of muttering, at the moment it was a bit difficult to get up and take a look. After confirming that those red, sweet sugar persimmons were all under the protection of my teacher, there was nothing wrong with them. Instead, the two of them were killed. When the fall was a bit miserable, the mud doll with a bruised nose and swollen face cried loudly to its teacher who cared more about persimmons than people,

[surname teacher!Don't think about these persimmons!Take a look at us, woo woo woo! !Woohoo!It's really scary... It scared me to death!Surname... surname, surname, teacher!There are monsters! !There are stinky feet! !We have stinky feet on our heads! ! 】

"...Who told you they are called Stinkyfoot Monsters."

【Eh?Isn't it Stinkyfoot?So, what kind of monster is that? 】

"..."

Probably because he was really scared and confused, so for a moment, the clay doll, who was actually as courageous as a sesame seed, didn't realize what the stinky foot was just now.

Jin Suoyang, who had always been expressionless, first got up and examined the persimmon patiently, then gestured to himself with impatient eyes, and the clay doll who looked up in shock for a second suddenly groaned and bang again. Banged his head and shouted,

【Angang! !Could it be that!Yes...it's a giant! !Awwow surname teacher! !We finally found Ju--]

The words in his mouth were only half-yelled, and the mud doll who was easily trampled to death by yelling casually in the forest earlier shut his mouth and dared not make a sound.

After all, even if Jin Suoyang's movements were a little slower just now, the two of them might have to be trampled into two persimmon lumps just like the trees behind them, let alone want to do any business later.

And thinking like this with lingering fear, this little thing who is obviously a little timid only dares to cover his mouth and shrink into Jin Suoyang's arms and dare not speak.

After the basic buffer time of three or four seconds passed, when the gradually clear sound and picture returned to the senses of the two of them, the old green cow who helped pull the cart in front also followed their footsteps and lying on their knees. Jin Suoyang on the snow ground waved his hands and shouted in a low voice.

The huge foot on top of their heads that almost stomped a few people to death just wiped the violent wind in a suffocating way and stopped at a position almost close to the hair, and finally slowly fell to the ground. next to their heads.

For a long time, there was glaring and bright morning sunlight above the head, and the fog in the forest where people's faces could not be seen at all could be heard faintly, whispering with a little nervousness and fear.

[Are you... who... who... who is it? ...Who on earth is...who... unexpectedly... broke...in! ! ! 】

"..."

[You...don't...do not die...you dare to offend...Zhou Chang...the descendants...I want...kill...kill you...! ! 】

These four or five voices seemed to come from very far, far away, with inexplicable intimidating and threatening voices. At this moment, I was under these motionless 'giant feet', and I even had to hug the bamboo just now. Jin Suoyang, who was lying on the snow with the basket and the clay doll, frowned and glanced up.

After confirming that the geographical location here is basically the same as Qin Gentiana's previous estimate, the white-haired young man whose legs just got better some time ago just lowered his head and pressed his numb chest, exhaled slowly, and slowly got up again. He threw the clay doll in his hand into the persimmon basket behind him.

After all this was done, it was actually the first time that Jin Suoyang tried to communicate with these legendary "after Zhou Chang". The 'giants' who couldn't see their faces clearly made a special gesture before raising their voices to say hello,

"Sorry to bother you, may I ask Fan Qingzhan and Yang Yao, do you know each other?"

【…】

"It's the two fish doctors who have been here before. These two people should have come to the village often to deliver babies and see doctors for you, right?"

【…】

"They told me about the disaster that happened here a few days ago. They said that a big hole was broken above the village where you have lived for generations because of an impact, and now there is still a strange 'black water' that keeps flowing. Flowing down that hole, you're collectively sick with old age."

【…】

"But you may have misunderstood the root of this disaster. It did not come from your ancestor Zhou Chang's revenge on the village, but a man-made astronomical accident that may still be recoverable. My name is Jin Suoyang, and I am a Teacher, two days ago, I came from the village on the other side of the mountain, and maybe this time I can help you a little bit with the two things of mending the sky and 'old illness'."

[Surname...surname...teacher? 】

"Well, the surname teacher, can help your surname teacher."

Although his tone was slow and cold, the calm and reliable self-introduction made the "giants" who were watching with vigilant eyes suddenly fell silent.

For a while, the wild forest that had just snowed around was quiet, and there were no more disturbing sounds of birds, only the heavy breathing sound of the giant who hid above and refused to show up, like a wild animal breathing heavily, and the clay doll's nervous gulp. The voice came.

And maybe the two familiar names, Fan Qingzhan and Yang Yao, really played a role. The giants who were still bumping into each other and whispering quietly looked down through the clouds and mist above the forest, and they were surprised by this strange and small creature under their feet. The fact that the teacher surnamed came to repair the sky for them inexplicably aroused a little curiosity and anticipation.

It was also at this time, after the long wait, Jin Suoyang, who had been struggling to carry the heavy basket of frozen persimmons behind him, and already vaguely felt that his legs were numb from standing on the snow, heard a burst of noise coming from his ear. There was a rumbling sound.

Then, a male hand that was huge enough to be comparable to most road vehicles in the normal world just clumsily and slowly knocked down the trees above his head, and slowly spread out his rough, ugly, dark-skinned fingers It spread out in front of him.

[Yes, I'm sorry... yes, it's the villains... I didn't intend to offend you before... Doctor Yu... Doctor Yu are good people, they came from afar on purpose... The surname teacher... must be good people too!Please... pardon at all costs... little people!It's all from those who fell from the hole in the sky... again accompanied by black water two days ago... WRONG! 】

"..."

[They are very bad... they keep screaming in horror, and they call us... monsters... We are giants, how did we become... monsters... we really don't understand... and because we hate them, we just... ...Misidentified you...I also regarded you as a bad person...]

At the first glance, Zhou Ping, who was a huge and terrifying male giant in front of him, gave a serious look, and called himself a villain in a voice of shame.

He was obviously a good young man with a height of 1.8 meters in the original normal world, but somehow after their time,

The miniature version of Jin Suoyang, who was only a little below their calves, always had an inexplicable sense of confusion and inversion.

But Jin Suoyang, who heard what Zhou Ping said later, was a little stunned for a second, and then recalled that Fan Qingzhan and Yang Yao didn't seem to have mentioned that anyone fell into that black hole before. He frowned thoughtfully and said,

"Two days ago, the group of people who fell with the black water again?"

【It's... a group of... very small, very similar mortals... fell out of that black hole... accompanied by black water... We...at first... didn't want to hurt them... …but they kept… kept pointing at us with glowing boxes and other scary things in their hands, things we hadn’t seen before… and called us monsters… so we… just I was able to catch them one by one from the forest, and locked them up in the cattle pen... You are here now... Please drive these... bad guys away as soon as possible...]

"... glowing boxes? Lots of things you haven't seen?"

What the giant Zhou Ping said with a dull voice was quite vague and confusing, but it seemed to vaguely imply something that Jin Suoyang, whose complexion instantly sank, didn't dare to think about it anyway.

After all, whether it was Zhou Ping's description or the appearance of the black hole itself, it actually made him doubtful.

Could it be that... the other end of the hole...

At this moment, Jin Suoyang, who barely suppressed the inexplicable sense of strangeness in his heart at this moment, still wanted to verify his guess for himself, only recalled what Fan Qingzhan and the others said before, that giants generally have low intelligence, but are kind-hearted and shy. He nodded and answered as patiently as possible,

"It's okay, the timing of my arrival is indeed wrong, and it's inevitable that you will be nervous and a little scared. I already have some confidence in repairing the sky on the way here. I just need to find a ladder with a suitable height to help me climb to the top. The location of that hole is fine, but I still need to see other sick patients and the location of that black hole in person about the 'old disease'. Take us to the village to see the situation?"

【Of course...Of course you can...The villain will definitely...try hard to do it for you...bring you to the village...】

Saying this, the half of his head and neck had been standing abruptly in the transparent mist above the forest, and the giant youth Zhou Ping, who couldn't see his facial features at all at night, also bent down a little bit.

It was also at this time that Jin Suoyang and the clay doll, who stood on the snow and looked up together, were surprised to find that this giant named Zhou Ping was actually young in appearance, and should almost be similar to him.

At first glance, he looks almost like a tough and heroic face, except for two huge brown-skinned young men with dull and blurred eyes.

And last second, he was secretly thinking about how the sincere and kind-hearted giant Zhou Ping should lead them up the mountain, and the next second, Jin Suoyang, whose expression froze, watched the young man from the giant village in front of him slowly bowing down. He lowered his waist, which was as thick as a hill, and picked up the old Qingniu he had thrown in front of the cliff with two fingers, and then simply grabbed the persimmon basket behind him like this, Lifted him up in the air like a chicken too.

Jin Suoyang: "..."

And when Zhou Ping, whose eyes were dull and whose brain seemed to have no flexibility at all, disregarded the old Qingniu's terrified voice and the clay doll's screams, he stepped forward with huge soles and quickly climbed towards the highest peak of the mountain. .

With a cold expression, it’s hard to say anything. The handsome and unrestrained hairstyle exploded into a ball of white fireworks against the wind. The teacher surnamed Jin only resigned to his fate, holding his basket of loving persimmons that he must carry everywhere, and listening to someone in his ear. The miserable cry of the little clay figurine resounded again,

【Ahhhhhh—I want to go home! !Surname teacher! !Po! !Yang Hua! ! !Grandma Fan Xi! !Yang Hua's father! !persimmon! !Come and save the clay dolls! ! !Ahhh! ! ! 】