Everything hidden behind the curtain is in sharp contrast to the neat and relaxed school clinic, with whiteness on one side and dirty on the other.

Two white single beds stained with blood were lying across the center of the half of the room behind the curtain. There were sharp scratches on the sheets, and most of the cotton wool in the pillow was cut out by something, and some minced meat that could not be seen clearly was scattered beside the bed.

The black and white plaid floor was also dyed black and red, with lines that looked a bit like blood vessels, extending from the bottom of the bed to the surrounding walls.

There are all kinds of fierce equipment hanging on the wall that looks like it is suffocating. There are five or six knives of different lengths alone. In addition, giant scissors, maces, hammers with sharp spikes, and heavy axes...

The visual effect that finally gave Yu Xing was that he seemed to have seen a small room in an ancient old room in a TV series that was tortured and forced to confess.

The psychology teacher finally stood up from behind her desk. Even if she stood up, her long braid could not see her head. She moved a few steps and walked in a very strange way. She slowly moved to the back of Yu Xing's chair.

Yu Xing could no longer see the psychology teacher, and could only guess the position of the psychology teacher through the two cold palms that the psychology teacher put on his shoulder.

"You are a very interesting transfer student." The psychology teacher bent down and put his lips on Yu Xing's ears, "It's a pity that you are sick, I will cure you."

Yu Xing couldn't feel the breath of his psychology teacher at all. It seemed that this was also a guy who did not adhere to the carbon-based human body structure, just like him in the water.

He smiled and asked, "How is it considered cured?"

"How is it? Well... I will chat with you while guiding you to do something. Please believe me. When you are cured, you can not only return to campus life, but also become the most popular red armband student by the teacher." The psychology teacher stood up again, and at some point the chair became a wheelchair-like structure-probably when the iron ring in the chair stabbed out.

She pushed the chair where Yu Xing was sitting all the way to the single bed. The curtain fell again, but this time it was isolated from the dirty and terrifying space.

"So that's the case. Many of the Red Armored Students in the school came out of you, right?" He looked at the space more carefully, but seemed to suddenly become interested in chatting, and began to turn the tables and ask questions from the psychological teacher.

"Of course, I have contributed a lot of high-quality students to the school." Perhaps it was because he thought he had no chance of escaping in the chair, or perhaps he had a very desire to show his masterpiece, and the psychological teacher was a little intoxicated in his voice, and he didn't care about spending more time with Yu Xing.

Yu Xing then got another piece of information, and it turned out that the Red Armored Student might not have compromised at the beginning because of his cowardice and retreat.

This school is digging holes for students all the time, all the way without any blind spots.

First, destroy the students' minds from the psychology teacher, or hypnify them? In short, they are alienated by such means, and then they can eat, and the degree of alienation becomes higher and higher, gradually becoming numb, becoming a good tool for monster teachers to monitor students.

When it reaches a certain level and cannot maintain the human form, it will be abandoned and imprisoned in the dormitory to wait for death.

Such a pathetic student is called "excellent student".

After thinking about it carefully, this incident was actually very consistent with the world view of this copy - the students of the Red Armor created value for their teachers at the cost of life and becoming monsters, so they were one level higher than garbage.

"Teacher, what do you think is my psychological problem now?"

Yu Xing seemed to be smiling, turned his head and saw only a small piece of braid and half of the middle-aged woman's face.

"You are not very concerned about study and have bad intentions towards your classmates. From my experience, you must have been contaminated by her after seeing the murderous ghost in the women's bathroom last night, which led to a distortion in your heart."

"The teacher believes in you. Before you see the response, your thoughts must not be what you are saying now. You will be a very well-behaved child, and I... just help you recover to that."

The psychology teacher pushed him to the desired position and twisted his body toward the wall. This time he finally saw clearly what the psychology teacher who stood up looked like.

The psychology teacher was wearing a simple long skirt on the lower body, covering her feet. Her braid was even longer and dragged to the ground. The end of her hair was piled up on the ground.

As she walked, the position of her legs in her skirt seemed to be squirming with countless tiny tentacles, making her look like she was moving in a twist.

The braid is like life, and it is often penetrated under the hem of the skirt.

She came to the wall, looked at a row of murder weapons, curled her lips and smiled: "The first thing we have to do is to break your contaminated skin, let the dirty ghost energy inside have a volatile outlet, and let the black blood flow out, and give you a clean body."

She longs to see fear in Yu Xing's eyes.

But after waiting for a second or two, she only saw the student who was imprisoned in the chair lowering his head and staring at the hem of her skirt.

Her chest swelled and seemed a little angry, then raised her voice and tried to pull back her attention: "Do you want to choose a tool yourself? Classmate Roy."

Yu Xing then looked at her and his eyes slipped around the wall. It didn't seem like he was being forced to choose which kind of knives to penetrate his body, but was choosing a concubine.

"That's it." He said.

The psychology teacher who likes to see others' fearful looks is already very upset. He hears such an indifferent tone and looks too long: "Which one?"

"Just that."

“Which?”

"That, teacher." Yu Xing looked puzzled, "Do you want to take time to treat yourself with your hearing?"

"This is not a matter of hearing." The psychology teacher vaguely saw that the student was playing tricks on himself, just like he sang and said a lot of useless information just now.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That knife is the sixth in the left." Yu Xing finally pointed out the right position for her and selected her beloved skinning tool.

The psychology teacher followed his words and saw that the so-called small knife was the most ferocious and huge knife on the entire wall, and it was comparable to the axe on the side.

She sneered, took off the heavy knife, and her slightly weak arms almost failed to hold it firmly.

"The courage is commendable. I feel your determination to cooperate with the treatment, which makes the teacher very happy. So... where to start?" She walked step by step with a big knife, with blood and madness in her eyes.

But the question that was originally conducted to set off a fear atmosphere, Yu Xing naturally asked back: "You are a psychology teacher, how can you ask me?"

"..." The woman who was about to make a horrible expression like a murderer would not be able to mess with her.

"You really know how to talk, start with your mouth."

She raised the knife viciously and leaned towards the corner of Yu Xing's mouth.

When Yu Xing looked at it, he guessed that it was a link to pull the corner of his mouth that was not innovative and popular, so he cut the corner of his mouth all the way to his cheeks, turning into a smiling clown.

It seems that there are such a series in many deductions, and he doesn't understand. Even if these people want to find pleasure in such things because of psychopathy, they can't be perverted together. They are not clown murderers, so what kind of smile service is there?

"Teacher, your hands are shaking." In order to express your concern, Yu Xing stopped moving. After two seconds, he even stretched his head forward a little, as if it was convenient for the psychology teacher to move. "Is this knife too heavy for you? I think you are too struggling and a little embarrassed."

"Your focus is really strange." The psychology teacher said hatefully, but this was what she asked Yu Xing to choose just now, and it would be too shameful to change one in the middle.

Zhao Yijiu guessed right before leaving. The psychology teacher is indeed the kind of thing that is not good at head-on battles. She needs the assistance of tools and the imprisonment of a chair. From every detail, she is like a Wushao who can attack mentally but is very fragile in body.

It was because Yu Xing took this point and "humiliated" her from this perspective.

"Why can't you close your mouth and quietly ask the teacher to help you with treatment?" The psychology teacher stared at him, and the tip of the knife finally put his skin on his side and slashed hard!

The knife was too big, and she couldn't master the strength well. The knife was a bit deep. One side of Yu Xing's mouth was completely cut open, and the bloody skin and flesh were divided into pieces in a straightforward manner. It was not like a smiling clown, but more like the kind of crack... the crack man.

"ah."

Blood gushed out, Yu Xing's gaze sank, looking at the proud psychology teacher from bottom to top, dangerous light flashed in his dark pupils, and his pupils shrank.

The pain really hurts, because it is not just about cutting the flesh on the face, but also 30 times the pain.

But there is no one else here, just like a child who can cry has candy. If there is no adult next to him, the child will not get any sweetness if he cries until he gets angry.

No one looked at Yu Xing, and he was too lazy to express his pain. The physiological tears were forced back in an instant, but instead a smile appeared on his lips.

That's right.

Only the pain that no one sees will remind him of his former ruthlessness from the pain.

The psychology teacher saw that the corner of his mouth was slightly raised when he was not cut.

"Teacher, you're so cruel." Yu Xing sighed lightly, as if he was stating a fact that made him very helpless, and as if he was a half-true and half-false accusation.

"..." The psychology teacher has never seen such a student before. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

"Look, it's really inconvenient to even speak. Do you hate my mouth so much? But isn't you the one who has been asking me questions... I just answered according to your question, and you are not satisfied?" The current situation of his face made Yu Xing's voice a little blurred. He was not very satisfied. He mobilized the curse power that began to roll in his body, and instantly restored the corners of his mouth to its original state.

The psychological teacher's expression cracked again. She looked at the scene in disbelief and looked at Yu Xing with some suspicion: "Aren't you a student?"

In this school, teachers, librarians, dormitory managers, chefs, all employees are not humans, but those students who have not worn red armbands are each vulnerable, fearful, and poor birds who will die when touched.

So who can tell her why the bird in front of her is a mutant bird with broken limbs and regeneration?

The information she has does not include this item!

The pain disappeared, but the feeling of nerve paralysis just now still remained in my mind. Yu Xing laughed: "This question puzzles me. Of course I am a student, my student! But I don't like you to attack my face very much. Since it's a way to break the skin and clear the filth, change the place."

"How do you look at your chest? The heart is here!"

"How is the abdomen? Take out the intestines one by one and you can make a long rope."

"How about the legs? The legs are white and very big. You can try to pull out my bones and do a psychological puzzle."

"Ah, forget it between the legs. This place is as important as my face. It's better not to touch it."

He was like a madman who was completely unafraid, discussing with the psychology teacher where to start cutting with what to eat for lunch. Every time he said something more, the psychology teacher's gaze became even more strange, and finally put the knife down.

"Enough!" The tentacle-like thing under the psychology teacher's skirt squirmed wildly. At some point, she felt the fear and awe coming from below.

But the feeling only appeared for a moment, so fast that she couldn't even react and capture it.

"Tell me, who are you?" She began to hesitate and began to be confused. In front of Yu Xing's madness, she seemed to see her kind.

"What? It's so disappointing. I've agreed to treat it." Yu Xing curled his lips, and his wrists suddenly exerted force, and he actually broke the iron ring with flesh and blood.

His physical fitness is not given by the deduction system. It is only a small part of it that can be taken back. The iron ring on the chair is just ordinary iron rings, which are more than enough to imprison those students. If you imprison Yu Xing, you will feel a little powerless.

It is precisely because of this that he did not dodge or avoid it just now. After all, he had come. If he did dodge and the psychology teacher asked them all to go back, it would be boring.

I must undergo psychological treatment when I come. He finally got the treatment process from the psychology teacher. How can he be worthy of himself without using it?

After breaking away from the iron ring, he placed his hand on the iron ring around his waist and broke it with force.

A malicious look gradually appeared on Yu Xing's face, and the psychological teacher felt a sense of crisis. He did not intend to worry about who he was at this time, and why he was not as fragile as an ordinary student. He carried the knife and slashed it with the help of inertia.

The fierce knife slashed the air and greeted Yu Xing directly. He didn't intend to show mercy. If he didn't dodge, he would be split in half.

Yu Xing stomped with his feet, and the wheels below made the chair very flexible. He gently used force and turned the chair sideways before the knife was cut off, and then with a click, the big knife slashed at his arm.

Undoubtedly cut it down directly.

"It hurts very much, teacher." Yu Xing said softly, his legs also broke free from the confinement. He stood up, picked up his own limbs on the ground, put them on the wound, and used the power of curses to repair the fragmented cells, tissues and skin.

The psychology teacher looked at him as if he was watching a devil.

"Let's do this. Since your professionalism is not very good, I'll give you psychological treatment." Yu Xing almost instantly arrived in front of the psychology teacher, lifted the knife she wanted to cut down with one hand, grabbed the psychology teacher's waist with the other hand, and pressed her on the chair.

The knife fell to the ground, and fierceness flashed in Yu Xing's eyes. He grabbed the braid and pulled it up, and actually pulled out a piece of silk that looked like a fiber between the end of the braid and the ground.
Chapter completed!