Ethan and the Demon's Aura Chapter 1

At 6:50 in the morning, the students who finished their morning exercises returned to the classroom. The preparatory bell rang once and morning self-study was about to begin.

After running around the playground twice, the students had not yet entered the learning state, and restless voices came through the door panel.

Ethan Bai, the head teacher of Class 4, Grade 2, walked to the back door of the classroom and stopped.

Ethan Bai looks to be about 21 or 22 years old. She claims to be 25 but looks younger. At this moment, this young head teacher is showing half of his face from behind the small window, looking into the classroom cautiously.

When the head teacher was lying in ambush at the back door and peeking, he most likely wanted to catch someone in the act, but something wasn't right about Ethan Bai - his jaw was taut, his expression was alert, and his hands that were clinging to the windowsill were trembling slightly. He didn't look like he was out to catch someone in the act, but rather like he was being caught.

Ethan Bai's eyes looked around and soon locked onto a boy in the last row of the classroom.

The boy was very tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. He was currently dozing off on the desk with his back hunched, looking a little depressed. His hair, which was not of the school's standard length, covered half of his neck. Wisps of black smoke as thin as spider silk were constantly pouring out of his body, but no one else noticed it. It seemed that only Ethan Bai could see it.

Ethan Bai looked at the boy with a sad face, silently preparing herself mentally.

This is human society, not a deep mountain forest. No one can bite anyone at will. Civilization, harmony, justice, and the rule of law...

Ethan Bai was reciting the core values   of socialism to give himself courage when the boy who was sleeping on the table suddenly raised his head without warning!

Ethan Bai shivered and was about to hide, but the boy turned his head quickly like a beast smelling the scent of prey, and his eyes were like a pair of javelins, firmly piercing the small window of the back door, his eyes were bright and sharp, full of wildness.

---A pair of wolf-like eyes.

"Ah!" Ethan Bai quickly retreated two meters, his adrenaline rushing and his temples throbbing.

The boy frowned slightly, raised his chin in confusion and looked towards the back door.

Ethan Bai's mind suddenly went blank, and driven by the instinct to avoid predators, he jumped all the way back to the head teacher's office ten meters away and closed and locked the door in one go!

Too scary! Ethan Bai leaned against the door and panted, then pressed his B*tt0cks. A strange ball-shaped bulge appeared on the back of the dark trousers. When Ethan Bai pressed it, the ball deflated. No one knew that it was actually a round, soft, white tail.

Ethan Bai is a demon, a rabbit demon.

His prototype is the most common Chinese white rabbit, which costs 15 yuan for one and 25 yuan for a pair in the pet market. It has white fur, red eyes and erect ears, and is very common in the wild. Today, when lop-eared rabbits, crabapple rabbits, Angora rabbits and other fashionable rabbit breeds have gradually replaced the status of Chinese white rabbits, Ethan Bai often mocks himself as a Chinese rural rabbit.

As a rabbit with poor self-protection ability and could become a predator's meal at any moment, Ethan Bai's success was pure luck. He originally lived in the mountains and forests. One day, he was bitten by a wolf when he went out of his den to look for food. After escaping by chance, he was rescued by a Taoist who was practicing in the mountains. After recovering from his injuries, he lived in the Taoist temple and served the Taoist as a rabbit sucker.

The Taoist was young, carefree and playful at the time. He called Ethan Bai "Brother Rabbit" and gave Ethan Bai spiritual energy and taught him how to practice out of a joking attitude. It was originally just a joke, but he didn't expect that Ethan Bai really had the ability to understand, and after a while he really became a spirit.

Some Taoists hate monsters, while others don't care. It happened that this Taoist belonged to that category. Not only did he not care, he also felt that being able to cultivate a monster showed how powerful he was. He was so proud of himself that he changed his words and called Ethan Bai "little apprentice". He also said that Ethan Bai's original appearance was white and soft, so the name Ethan Bai was very appropriate.

After Ethan Bai became a spirit, he practiced in the Taoist temple for a few more years. Then this unreliable Taoist master went on a journey alone.

At that time, Ethan Bai had only been in human form for five years. His appearance and mind were similar to those of a five-year-old human child. When he heard that his master was going out to travel without him, he panicked. In the middle of the night, he snuck into his master's bedroom with his little Caowo in his arms, put his little white face on the edge of his master's bed, looked at him aggrievedly, but did not dare to say a word.

The Taoist priest woke up in the middle of the night and saw a pale face beside the dark bed.

The Taoist priest was so frightened that he cried out: "Fcuk!"

Five-year-old Xiao Ethan Bai looked at him innocently: "Master, what's wrong?"

The Taoist priest was stunned: "It's you?"

Xiao Ethan Bai asked in a sweet voice: "Master, what is Fcuk?"

The Taoist was silent for a moment, then he stroked his smooth chin and said in a dignified manner, "...In the middle of the night, evil spirits breed. If you suddenly wake up at this time, it is easy for turbid air to enter your body. What I just said is a formula to expel the turbid air from your body."

Xiao Ethan Bai: "Fcuk, hehe."

Taoist priest:...

Taoist priest: "This formula is for adults, not children. If children use it, it will have the opposite effect and more turbid air will enter."

 was startled and quickly shut up.

Taoist priest: "What are you doing squatting at the head of my bed in the middle of the night?"

Little Ethan Bai grabbed one of his master's hands, hugged it tightly, and begged softly, "Master, can you take me with you to travel? Don't throw me back to the mountains, and don't let me live in the temple alone. I'm afraid that wolves will come in and bite me. It hurts so much if they bite me."

The Taoist priest was happy: "With your little power, you can't even beat a chicken. How can I leave you alone? Don't worry, I have already arranged a place for you to live."

Xiao Ethan Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "Go back to sleep."

Xiao Ethan Bai placed the small grass nest next to the Taoist's pillow and said, "I want to sleep with Master."

The Taoist priest looked disgusted and asked: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Ethan Bai said aggrievedly: "I had a nightmare. I dreamed of a wolf."

Because he had almost died in the mouth of a wolf, Xiao Ethan Bai was most afraid of wolves. He was also afraid of lions, tigers and leopards, but they were just ordinary fears. However, wolves were completely a psychological shadow. Before he was seven years old, Xiao Ethan Bai would get scalps if he heard someone say the word "wolf". The Taoist priest knew this and reluctantly moved the pillow to make room for Ethan Bai.

Ethan Bai placed the small grass nest next to his master's pillow, changed into his original form, crawled into the nest, and fell asleep peacefully.

A few days later, the Taoist priest began to travel around.

Before leaving, he entrusted Ethan Bai to a friend who had returned to secular life many years ago. Ethan Bai was reluctant to leave his master at first, but when he heard that there were no wolves in the city and that children would not be afraid of being taken away by wolves when they went out, he happily stayed. Later, Ethan Bai grew up like an ordinary human child under the care of his adoptive parents, going through elementary school, junior high school, high school, and college, and taking all the small and big exams, middle school entrance exams, and college entrance exams.

...

"Alas." Ethan Bai hung his head and sighed sadly.

During the morning self-study time, the head teachers of each class went to check on the self-study situation. There was no one else in the office except Ethan Bai. Ethan Bai sat down at his desk and opened the locked small drawer at the bottom of the desk.

Many office clerical workers are accustomed to keeping some snacks in the office to eat during their free time at work. Ethan Bai is no exception. This locked little drawer is filled with his favorite things, such as sweet bamboo, apple wood, grass cakes, cereal grass circles... which are almost equivalent to various small biscuits and nuts for humans.

Ethan Bai took out a piece of fragrant grass cake and crunched it with her lips. Thinking of the boy she had just seen through the back door of the classroom, she still felt waves of instinctive fear in her heart.

The boy who was sleeping in the last row of the classroom just now was named Hunter Lang. He was a track and field student who had just transferred to Ethan Bai's class yesterday. It was said that his family was rich and powerful, and he was extremely naughty. He had been held back in his previous private school and recently beat up a male teacher. Beating up a teacher was a very bad thing. I don't know how Hunter Lang's family got involved. Anyway, Hunter Lang not only did not receive any punishment, but he was successfully transferred to the No. 2 Middle School, a provincial key school, and was arranged into Ethan Bai's class.

Ethan Bai didn't take it seriously when he first learned that a naughty transfer student was coming to his class. Although he was gentle and kind, he had dealt with thorny students before. It was not until he saw the real person that poor teacher Bai Tu realized what a bolt from the blue meant - this Hunter Lang was actually a wolf demon!

If it was just a wolf demon, Ethan Bai could tolerate it. After all, wolf demons are different from wolves. They have reason and intelligence, and it is impossible for them to hurt Ethan Bai for no reason. But the terrible thing is that this little wolf demon does not know how to restrain its demonic energy. When Ethan Bai was taking Chinese class yesterday, he was immersed in the extremely high concentration of wolf demon's demonic energy. He was constantly shocked by the terrifying breath from his natural enemy. His nerves were highly tense throughout the class, and his shirt was soaked with cold sweat after a class.

Moreover, due to emotional tension, the secretion of demonic energy was disordered, and Ethan Bai's human form was unstable. The round tail behind his B*tt popped up from time to time, making him afraid to turn around and write on the blackboard.

"All students, read the third paragraph together. Three, two, one. Start." Teacher Bai ordered majestically.

The students all lowered their heads to read the text. While no one was looking at her, Ethan Bai quietly turned her hand to press her tail back, then turned around to write on the blackboard.

... He doesn't even have the demonic energy, he's obviously a second-generation demon! Thinking of his embarrassing performance in class yesterday, Ethan Bai gnashed his teeth with hatred while holding a straw cake in his mouth.

"Collecting the demonic energy" means collecting the demonic energy into the Dantian. When the demonic energy is not collected, monsters can distinguish their own kind by smelling it. But if the demonic energy is collected cleanly, the monster cannot be recognized by its own kind.

Restoring the demonic aura is not an innate ability; it requires practice. For someone like Ethan Bai who practices step by step, restraining the demonic aura is a piece of cake. As a rabbit demon with low combat power, Ethan Bai has been restraining his demonic aura 24 hours a day to avoid possible trouble.

But some monsters are not good at restraining their evil spirit.

The children of monsters do not need to practice, they are born as monsters. Monsters who rely on their bloodline to avoid practice are called second-generation monsters by other monsters. Since second-generation monsters do not have a step-by-step practice process, their abilities are often mediocre. Not to mention using their monster power to cast spells, they may not even be able to simply restrain their monster aura. Hunter Lang is obviously such a monster.

This guy is not only a poor student in the human world, but also in the monster world.

After finishing one straw cake, Ethan Bai took out two more straw cakes with a sad face, stacked them together and knocked them against the cakes.

It would be terrible if Hunter Lang didn't restrain his evil spirit, but if that were the case, Ethan Bai would force herself to overcome her fear of her natural enemy as much as possible. However, Hunter Lang's horror is more than that.

Ethan Bai had practiced with a Taoist master for several years. After the master left to travel, he left Ethan Bai with many precious ancient Taoist books. Ethan Bai learned some by himself over the years. In the past two years, he learned to use the power of the demon to open the third eye. After opening the third eye, Ethan Bai can see the merits of people and demons.

Merit looks like a kind of smoke that lingers around people. People with high merit have golden or white smoke, while people with low merit have gray or black smoke. The merit of ordinary people who are neither good nor bad is so weak that it is almost invisible. And this Hunter Lang, at such a young age, has done so many bad things, and his negative merit is as thick as black ink. Ethan Bai has rarely seen people with such low merit in the past two years since he opened his heavenly eyes. As a result, his fear of Hunter Lang deepened.

Snacks can help relieve anxiety. After eating a few straw cakes, Ethan Bai gradually calmed down and gave himself psychological counseling. As the head teacher, he could not escape his responsibilities as a teacher. He had to supervise the self-study classes as usual and teach the Chinese class well.

Moreover, although Hunter Lang had a bad reputation and his merits were frighteningly low, he did not do anything out of the ordinary the whole day yesterday except that he obviously did not pay attention in class. As a teacher, Ethan Bai should absolutely avoid denying a student's future possibilities because of his past mistakes. He adjusted his mentality and warned himself not to prejudge his position with prejudice.

After finishing the self-psychological counseling, Ethan Bai regained his morale, brushed off the straw cake crumbs on his body, walked to the mirror, straightened his tie, smoothed his hair, coughed lightly, and tried to put on a dignified expression.

However, what was reflected in the mirror was a face that lacked natural majesty.

Ethan Bai has a small face, fair skin, delicate features and soft lines. She has a cute appearance. Coupled with her thin figure, she looks like a young college student. When she forces herself to put on a dignified face, it only makes people feel amused.

"Huh---" Ethan Bai felt a little helpless. He took a deep breath, cheered himself up and walked into the classroom.

Most of the students in Ethan Bai's class were conscious, and the few who were not also hurriedly lowered their heads to read the moment Ethan Bai entered the room. As a result, the evil spirit in the last row seemed particularly eye-catching - Hunter Lang had his hands in his pockets, his head against the back wall of the classroom, his handsome and arrogant face raised, staring blankly ahead with boredom, his long straight legs stretched out in the aisle with great momentum, and the inky black negative merits lingering around him, making him look even more terrifying.

Ethan Bai's ambition to "reform the last place" was extinguished the moment he entered the classroom. Under the physiological shock of the high concentration of natural enemy evil spirit, Ethan Bai collapsed quickly like ice cream melting under the scorching sun, and became a pool of sticky sweet water. He glanced at Hunter Lang and wanted to pretend that he didn't see it, but at this time, Hunter Lang's deskmate also looked up at Ethan Bai.

Hunter Lang's desk mate is Zhang Tao, an honest, hardworking boy with an old-fashioned personality. He is currently serving as Ethan Bai's Chinese class representative. He is usually responsible for delivering homework, collecting homework, and distributing Chinese papers, etc. He has a lot of contact with Ethan Bai.

Zhang Tao looked at Ethan Bai, then frowned and glanced at Hunter Lang. It was obvious that he was quite dissatisfied with this lazy and poor student. His eyes were full of fierce accusations!

Zhang Tao: ...

Teacher Bai, please keep my desk mate in mind!

Ethan Bai was in a dilemma after seeing Zhang Tao's look.

If he didn't care, he was so frightened by the evil spirit that his legs were weak. If he didn't care, he couldn't explain it to a serious student like Zhang Tao. The rumor that Hunter Lang was a second-generation rich man who had no knowledge and transferred to No. 2 Middle School through family connections had already spread in the class. Now Ethan Bai was turning a blind eye to Hunter Lang's wrong behavior and applying double standards. Wouldn't that make the students unbalanced?

I think you are just trying to embarrass my little white rabbit! Ethan Bai was helpless and gritted his teeth and slowly moved a few steps towards Hunter Lang. As soon as he moved, Hunter Lang's dazed gaze turned and met his eyes.

When their eyes met, Ethan Bai's body froze instantly. He summoned all his courage not to run away, but he couldn't control his facial expression and he slid into the abyss of collapse.

So at this moment, Ethan Bai looked like this in Hunter Lang's eyes: a pair of dark eyes were wide open nervously, and above her pointed chin were two slightly trembling, beautifully shaped lips. They moved as if they wanted to say something, but closed timidly before they uttered a word.

He looks like a novice teacher who is so scared by the troublesome students that he dares not even say a word. Poor little thing, he bullies any bad student he catches.

Hunter Lang wanted to laugh a little. He stared at Ethan Bai's face and then glanced downwards.

...The well-tailored shirt and belt make Ethan Bai's waist look very slender.

Ethan Bai was so frightened by Hunter Lang's look that her scalp exploded. She felt like a predator weighing her meat. Before her courage was completely drained, Ethan Bai licked her lips nervously, reviewed the casting process of the body protection spell in her mind, and then said in a unnatural voice: "Hunter Lang, it's time for self-study now."

Hunter Lang raised his eyelids and his gaze returned from Ethan Bai's waist to her face.

Ethan Bai was trying hard to think of something else to say to make Hunter Lang lower his head to read, but Hunter Lang slowly retracted his long legs that were stretched in the aisle.

"...I know, Mr. Bai." Hunter Lang spoke in a low and magnetic voice, with a hint of laziness, as if he had just woken up. As he spoke, he pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets, used two fingers to pull out a Chinese textbook from the desk, threw it on the empty desk, and randomly flipped to a page.

Ethan Bai could hardly believe his eyes.

Hunter Lang curled the corner of his mouth and smiled at Ethan Bai, then he leaned his head back to support his forehead and lowered his eyes to read the text.

That smile was not a polite student smile. On the contrary, that handsome and arrogant face clearly revealed a feeling of "I feel sorry for you and I'm giving you a favor."

But no matter how he laughed, Ethan Bai was greatly relieved.