They Are Not Human! - Chapter 31

[Chapter 30 Seminary 06]

1.

Wen Qing stared at the words on the paper.

Yu, Yu…

Yu Xing, Yu Xing…

Yu Xing never said which two words his name was!

Wen Qing clutched the page, remembering the familiar sneering sound she heard in the temple yesterday afternoon.

The statue of the temple, shouldn’t it really be a torture? !

Wen Qing was stunned, and suddenly understood something.

Yu Xing, Ji Yu and Sikong may really be gods.

Regardless of whether they are gods in the real world, at least in this infinite world, they are gods, worshipped and worshipped by people.

So the three of them in the guide’s copy are divine cards…

that’s what it literally means.

The reason why this dungeon is so astringent is because the goddess of this dungeon is suffocation!

No one noticed Wen Qing’s absent-mindedness, and they were all reciting prayers: “…it is the ecstasy of love and lust, which is his innate privilege.”

“Love and lust can bring people continuity. The joy of this can also make one’s soul unsettled and distracted. The gift or punishment is all within the thought of God…”

Wen Qing put her head back, and followed the other students in a trance, turning the page in a trance.

God should have restrictions in the dungeon, so euthanasia never appeared, only to frighten him when he was in the temple.

Depression can only come in the temple? Or are there other conditions?

Just thinking about it, Wen Qing heard the reading aloud: “Every spring to celebrate the birth of God, God will grant us carnival and freedom.”

“Great God, glorious Lord.”

God’s birthday.

Wen Qing’s eyelids jumped, this Sunday is the God’s Birthday Celebration.

The main quest is to survive until the end of Nativity Day.

On God’s birthday, shouldn’t stagnation appear? !

Wen Qing’s back was cold, and she was drenched in cold sweat.

Yu Xing won’t necessarily kill him, but in this astringent copy, he will definitely do other things.

He has to do advanced tasks and leave this dungeon before the birthday of God.

During the whole class, Wen Qing was immersed in the amazing fact that suffocation was a god.

Everyone in the class rushed to the toilet to wash their faces and meditate because of their physiological reactions, leaving Wen Qing alone in the seat.

After a while, Wen Qing regained her senses, and found that there was no one in the classroom, and there were sounds of laughter and slapstick from outside the corridor.

He blinked, and was about to get up to look for Bai Tong, when suddenly someone walked into the classroom and blocked his desk.

“You didn’t go to the toilet to calm down, did you?”

Wen Qing raised her head, it was Zhang Chengrun’s tablemate, an inch player.

Wen Qing couldn’t figure out the purpose of his chat, so he nodded and replied: “No.” The

inch-tou player smiled, and looked up and down Wen Qing’s body with three white eyes, and smiled wickedly: “Do you want to change species? How to be calm?”

“I saw that Oz had already gone to the toilet, he probably won’t help you, do you want me to help you?”

He raised his hands and made a wretched twitching gesture.

Wen Qing immediately understood the meaning of what this Cuntou said just now, he frowned, stopped paying attention to the other party, and continued to walk out.

The Inch Player followed behind him and said cheerfully, “Where are we going? Are you going to the stairs or the toilet?”

Wen Qing took two steps and felt a gust of wind on the side of his hand, so he hurriedly avoided it.

As soon as he turned around, this Cuntou really put on a gesture of reaching out, trying to grab him.

Wen Qing looked at him vigilantly, frowned and said, “The second rule of the school, you can’t force others.” After

a pause, he sneered: “I haven’t forced you yet.”

Wen Qing stepped back . , pulled the distance between the two of them, approached the door, made sure that he could run away, and then summoned up the courage to say, “If you come over again, I, I will sue the teacher!” In the

next second, a light snort sounded above Wen Qing’s head. Voice.

He looked up and saw the blond hair gleaming in the sun.

It’s Oz.

Oz didn’t say a word, the one-inch player shivered, and stammered to explain: “I, I just passed by…”

Wen Qing looked at the one-inch man who was shaking like a sieve, and wanted to stand sideways and leave. Oz stay away.

But Oz put his hand on his shoulder and lowered his eyes: “What did he just say?”

His voice was low, coupled with his burly height, Wen Qing also began to be a little scared, to be honest: “He asked me I didn’t want to calm down in another way, and said that I saw you going to the toilet and wanted to help me…”

Oz stared at his lips that opened and closed, and asked, “Do you know what he meant by help?”

Wen He froze for a moment, then said slowly, “I know.”

Although he was stupid, he wasn’t that stupid, was he? !

Oz didn’t seem to be waiting for him to answer, and continued: “He’s molesting you.” The

short-handed player hurriedly said: “I, I didn’t.”

“It’s him who seduced me, otherwise I would dare to touch your people—ah Ahhhh!”

The screams rang in his ears, and Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled as he watched Oz raise his hand to grab the inch-headed male player’s neck and slammed into the back door of the classroom.

“Bang——” The

center of the wooden door was sunken and broken, and the wood stubble on the edge was stained bright red with blood, which looked shocking.

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

_ The head was slammed hard on the door again.

“Bang——” The

inch-toed player had large and small stubble on his forehead. The longest one directly crossed half of his forehead. whole face.

Seeing this scene up close, Wen Qing’s legs went weak and her face instantly paled.

At the same time, other students heard the movement in the classroom and rushed over to see Oz beating the short-term player, standing silently at the door, not daring to speak.

Ozzy let go of his hand, kicked the short-cut player away, kicked the player a few meters away, and walked to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and looked at Oz in horror.

Oz looked at his face, his cheeks were pale, his lips were red, and his eyes were a little red, and he seemed to have a feeling of pity.

Oz pressed his throat down, lowered his head slowly, sniffed the sweet fragrance on his body, and his green eyes darkened a bit.

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled, she was frightened and did not dare to look directly at Oz.

Ozzy looked down at him and asked, “Are you happy?”

Wen Qing was afraid of dying, so he didn’t dare say he was unhappy, and stumblingly said, “Gao, happy.”

“Ozzy.” Come here and stand in front of Wen Qing.

Oz glanced at him and turned to leave the classroom.

Bai Tong stared at his back, pondered for a while, then turned to ask Wen Qing, “Are you okay?”

Wen Qing nodded dumbly and returned to her seat vainly.

Bai Tong sat on Ji Junfeng’s seat and asked in a low voice, “What happened just now?”

Wen Qing repeated it truthfully.

After a while, he recovered from the violence of Oz.

Oz seems to be helping him out?

Bai Tong half-closed his eyes, his eyes fell on Wen Qing’s face calmly.

He did not recover from Oz’s violence, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, a thin layer of mist swayed under his eyes, his pale cheeks and rosy lips contrasted sharply, even if he did nothing, he could easily Brings out the evil desires in the heart.

Oz…

Bai Tong’s face darkened slightly, looking at Wen Qing’s ignorant eyes, he said to him again: “Stay away from Oz.”

Wen Qing nodded.

Oz did not return to the classroom until the bell rang.

Wen Qing took a peek at him and found that Oz had water droplets on his face, his hair was wet, and the neckline of the school uniform was also soaked in water, revealing smooth muscle lines.

Did you go to the toilet just now?

Wen Qing was stunned, thinking to himself, did Ozzy urinate halfway through beating someone?

Or… lustful?

Wen Qing’s expression changed rapidly, and she didn’t dare to think about it any longer. She quickly retracted her gaze, moved her chair, and stayed away from Oz.

There are two classes in the morning, both are prayer classes.

Teacher Sun walked into the classroom again and noticed the wound on Chen Qiang’s forehead at a glance.

His face suddenly turned cold, and he slammed the book on the desk: “Chen Qiang, what’s wrong with your forehead?!”

Chen Qiang looked back carefully, Oz’s strength is well known, this teacher may not be able to beat Oz.

As long as Oz is not dead, he must be unlucky.

With such a comparison, Chen Qiang hesitated to say that he was beaten by Oz.

“I, I fell accidentally…”

Teacher Sun said with a gloomy face: “How many times have I told you! You must pay attention to your body before the celebration of God’s birthday!”

“Get up and go to the temple for treatment.

” In the temple, Chen Qiang was even more panicked. Now no one knows what will happen if they go to the temple for healing.

He hurriedly said, “Teacher, I, I’m fine, don’t bother God.”

“I will be fine tomorrow, tomorrow!”

Teacher Sun stared at his wound. The deep wound is not particularly serious, but the red and white flesh looks a little oozing.

Chen Qiangsheng was afraid of being dragged to the temple, so he immediately opened the book and said to Mr. Sun, “Teacher, I’m really fine, I can just pray to God in the classroom.”

Mr. Sun looked slightly worried: “Alright, if the injury doesn’t improve tomorrow. , I must go to the temple.”

“Let’s start the class now.”

Chen Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his face, and the next second, he heard a sneer next to him.

Zhang Chengrun glanced at him and said with a sneer, “I told you that Wen Qing is from Oz, and doesn’t listen to good people.”

Chen Qiang’s face changed, he didn’t want to admit that he was lustful, and said angrily: “Stinky bitch, Don’t make a fuss about me.”

Zhang Chengrun: “Fuck, incompetent and furious.”

Chen Qiang gritted his teeth: “Am I fucking you.” After the

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prayer class was over, Teacher Sun asked everyone to go to the cafeteria immediately.

The process of lunch is the same as in the morning. You can only leave after calling, serving, and checking the plate. The only difference is that there is another seafood at noon, and the dishes are very rich.

Two classes in the afternoon are reading classes, and the library opens early at noon.

After Wen Qing finished lunch, he went directly to the library with Bai Tong.

The library has two floors. The first floor is full of bookshelves when you enter the door. Each bookshelf has classification slogans, and on the other side of the bookshelves are tables and chairs.

Wen Qing looked up at the bookshelf categories, which were very strange.

It is not the classification of philosophy, religion, language and literature, but posture, equipment, and so on.

Wen Qing glanced at the cover of the book, Bai Huahua’s body made his eyes hurt.

Bai Tong paused, raised his jaw slightly, and looked at a separate row of bookshelves in front of him: “School History.”

Wen Qing looked over, the label on the row of bookshelves had the word “School History” on it, and the books were all normal. .

[2000 Seminary Yearbook]

[2001 Seminary Yearbook]

[2002 Theological Seminary Yearbook]

…………

Wen Qing approached, and the entire bookshelf was filled with yearbooks. From 1969 to 2021, the outer covers of these yearbook books It is exactly the same, so the school history book in the corner is particularly abrupt.

[The Seminary, a piece of school history]

Bai Tong raised his hand and took out the book, turned to the first page, and what caught his eye was a sentence written by the self-proclaimed founder of the school.

[God’s favorite number is 69, and the seminary only admits 69 students each year. ——The founder of the school JJ]

2.

Bai Tong said: “God’s favorite number is 69…”

He paused, understood quickly, and looked at the school history book silently.

Wen Qing looked at it for a while before slowly reacting.

69…

Yu Xing likes 69…

Why write such a thing in a book?

He really doesn’t want to know at all!

The air was unusually silent. For a long time, Bai Tong said, “The seminary only recruits 69 students every year.”

“Now we have 74 students.”

Wen Qing’s eyelids jumped, and there was an ominous premonition in her heart: “We recruited 5 more students. ”

Bai Tong pursed his lips and whispered, “There are still five days until the birthday of the gods.”

“On the birthday of the gods, only God’s favorite numbers will be left.”

Wen Qing’s face turned pale, that is to say People could be dead in the next few days.

The system is forcing them to do advanced tasks and find out the secrets of the school.

Bai Tong lightly clicked on the page, called Wen Qing’s attention back, and slowly asked, “Do you have any other ideas?”

Wen Qing was a little stunned. She didn’t know why he asked this suddenly, so she said dryly: ” I, I want to find out the hidden secrets of the seminary.”

Bai Tong chuckled: “I didn’t mean that.”

He pointed to the words of the founder of the school and asked again: “What else do you think about this sentence? Understand?”

Wen Qing blinked and understood Bai Tong’s question.

This sentence has other hidden information.

what is it?

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, her cheeks were hot, and she said tentatively, “Six, six or nine?”

Bai Tong didn’t say anything, but he raised the corners of his lips, his eyes crooked with laughter.

Knowing that he must have said a deviant answer, Wen Qing’s cheeks were even hotter, the tips of her ears were flushed, and she stammered: “You, don’t laugh at me…”

“I know I’m stupid.”

Bai Tong’s right hand He pushed back his fist and blocked the corner of Gao Yang’s lips, but his tone was still smiling: “Not stupid.”

“Very cute.”

Wen Qing said that he was not comforted, he asked in a low voice, “What’s the point?”

Bai Tong explained patiently : “The seminary only recruits 69 students every year, and now there are only 74 players with 10 players added.

”

Wen Qing thought about it and quickly figured it out: “Before we came, there were only 64 people left in the seminary.”

“Five people disappeared.”

Bai Tong nodded: “Their disappearance should be related to the so-called secret. ”

And…”

He lengthened his tone, waiting for Wen Qing to answer.

Wen Qing raised her eyes, met Bai Tong’s dark eyes, and said hesitantly, “Is it still related to Ji Junfeng?”

Bai Tong bent his lips and patted Wen Qing’s head as if encouraging a child: “Well, the reaction Soon.”

Wen Qing blushed and whispered, “Because you asked a good question.”

If he was left to think for himself, he would definitely not be able to think of it for a while.

Bai Tong lowered his eyes and turned the book to the next page.

The book “Theological Seminary, A School History” fits the title very well. It is a school history when it is said to be a school history.

Briefly describe the history of the establishment of the school.

The land at the foot of the seminary used to be a barren land ravaged by monsters. The man who claimed to be the founder of the seminary entered here by accident and was rescued by God when he was about to die, so he built the seminary.

At the end of the book, there is a passage from the founder of the school.

[Because of God’s grace and love, the students who enter the school are protected by God, limited to one year, from the time of graduation to eternity, the world is endless, and the glory belongs to God. 】

Wen Qing couldn’t understand these words, and looked at Bai Tong blankly.

Bai Tong said, “The seminary is a one-year school.”

He looked down at the school history book, and said slowly, “If I guess correctly, the birthday of the gods is when other students graduate.”

Wen Qing’s eyelids were crazy Jump, something must happen on God’s birthday.

Bai Tong lowered his eyes and quickly flipped through the school history book again.

He frowned and said to Wen Qing, “The school rules are not mentioned here.”

“The school rules were added later.”

Wen Qing frowned, which means that something happened later, so the teachers added that Three school rules.

[Pray to God every day. 】

【Can not force others. 】

【It is forbidden to leave the dormitory after the curfew. 】

Bai Tong put down the school history book and looked at the yearbook full of bookshelves: “Look at the yearbook for clues.”

Wen Qing nodded and started looking for this year’s or last year’s yearbook.

After walking around the bookshelf, I couldn’t find the yearbook, but I saw Chen Qiang covering Zhang Chengrun’s mouth and dragging him directly to the corridor.

Wen Qing frowned, poked Bai Tong’s arm quickly, and whispered about Zhang Chengrun.

Bai Tong put down the book, and the two of them hurriedly followed.

There was a sound of clothes rustling in front of him, the belt fell on the wall, making a snapping sound, followed by Chen Qiang’s scolding: “Fuck you, you stinky bitch, there is no limit to sao, and you dare to look down on me. ”

Short and thin, you’re not a fucking man!”

Zhang Chengrun raised his voice and said, “You dare to touch me, you forgot the second rule of the school?!”

Chen Qiang sneered: “It’s okay for Ozzy that bastard to beat me, so what can happen to you?!”

Wen Qing Just as he ran to the stairs, he heard a sticky cry from inside.

Not painful, like… cool.

Wen Qing took a step and suddenly didn’t know whether to go in or not.

Wasn’t that a fun play just now?

He tilted his head to look at Bai Tong.

Bai Tong lifted his eyelids, took a step in, and looked at the two people in the corner coldly.

“Damn, is I short?”

“It’s too short! Ah—”

Wen Qing took a small step forward and saw Chen Qiang and Zhang Chengrun taking off their pants.

The next second, the two of them moved in unison.

Not because of Wen Qing and Bai Tong, but because there was a figure at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor.

Teacher Chen stood upstairs at some point, looking at them gloomily.

Chen Qiang and Zhang Chengrun’s expressions changed instantly.

Teacher Chen walked down the stairs slowly, the heels of the leather shoes stepped on the steps, the voice was very soft, and the hearts of several people present were beating heavily.

“During fasting, purify your heart and desires.”

“Student Chen Qiang and student Zhang Chengrun violated the fasting regulations, despised the gods, and each confinement for 24 hours to repent. Chen Qiang violated Article 2 of the school rules and must not force others, and an additional six-hour confinement.

” Bloodless, he hurriedly said, “Teacher, we haven’t done anything!”

“I, we are just kidding, I haven’t entered yet…”

Zhang Chengrun gritted his teeth and said to Teacher Chen, “Teacher, I was forced by him. I, I also want to abstain from sex and purify my heart. I didn’t take the initiative to violate the fasting regulations and should not be punished.”

Hearing this, Chen Qiang became angry . Attacking the heart, he slapped Zhang Chengrun on the face: “Grass mud horse, you stinky bitch seduced me!”

Teacher Chen looked at them coldly and said nothing.

Soon, a few big men rushed in, walked to Zhang Chengrun and Chen Qiang, grabbed their arms, and the two immediately went limp and collapsed to the ground.

“Take it to the confinement room.”

After dealing with Chen Qiang and Zhang Chengrun, Teacher Chen walked up to Wen Qing and Bai Tong, smiled, and said kindly, “They are about to be purified of their body and mind.”

Wen Qing’s heart sank, how to purify?

Bai Tong twitched the corners of his mouth and took Wen Qing back to the first floor.

Before long, a radio announcement sounded in the library.

[Chen Qiang and Zhang Chengrun violated school rules and fasting regulations and went to the confinement room to purify their minds and bodies. 】

Players, look at me, I look at you, whispering and exchanging messages.

Wen slowed down for a while, then walked to the bookshelf and continued to look for the yearbook.

The 2021 yearbook is in the corner of the bottom row, blocked by another yearbook, so it was not found just now.

Wen Qing just stretched out his hand, and one hand moved faster than him, and took out the yearbook.

“Do you know what happened to Chen Qiang and Zhang Chengrun?” Li Jingjing asked Wen Qing with a smile while holding the yearbook book.

Wen Qing told the truth and told her what she saw.

Li Jingjing nodded thoughtfully and smiled at Wen Qing: “I just heard some news.”

“The bald head who failed admission yesterday was a strong criminal.” The

so-called crime refers to strong criminals.

Bai Tong squinted his eyes: “The second rule of the school rules cannot force others, which means that others cannot be forced to have sex.”

“It has nothing to do with other coercions.”

Wen Qing was ignorant, which meant that the school violence did not violate the school rules.

So Oz can beat anyone casually, so Ji Junfeng was beaten by other classmates…

The god here, Yu Xing, only cares about everyone’s sexual desires.

Wen Qing couldn’t help pinching her palm, Yu Xing, this bitch is a lecherous god!

Li Jingjing shook the yearbook in his hand and said to Bai Tong, “Brother Bai, my hobby is to follow the rules.”

Bai Tong fixed his eyes on her.

Wen Qing is still pondering how normal people’s hobbies are.

What’s so special about him?

Li Jingjing added, “I have met you a few times before, Lucky Hotel.”

“I may not be able to pass this copy alone.”

Wen Qing looked at Li Jingjing and Bai Tong again.

Is this what it means to cooperate?

Bai Tong pursed his lips and said, “My clue is to read books, and Wen Qing is a person.”

Li Jingjing smiled at Wen Qing, but did not ask who the clue was.

She held up the yearbook and said to the two, “I’ll open it and have a look.”

Li Jingjing turned the first page, and the next second, the smile on her face froze.

Wen Qing leaned over to see that the first page of the yearbook was a photo of the students.

Everyone closed their eyes and looked serene, and everyone had the same indifferent smile on their faces, as if carved out of a mold.

Looking closely, the angle of view of the photo is very strange, it is the angle of the upside down.

Everyone seems to be lying in a coffin, being rubbed into the same smile, as if all the years are quiet, and they are worshipped by those who come to pay homage.

Wen Qing only felt a chill.

[End of This Chapter]