"Xiao Zheng, I have an intuition that Tong Jie treats you differently from her to others. Grandma looked at Zheng Fang.

"Why? She criticizes me every day. Zheng Fang hurriedly waved his hand.

"Actually, as soon as she went to school, I asked her to invite her classmates to play at home, hoping that she could make one or two friends at school. But for so long, she didn't invite anyone, and you were the first person she took the initiative to invite. Grandma explained with a smile.

"That's because my family is in the same place, and the other people's families are in the Northern Capital, so I didn't ......" Zheng Fang said and shut up himself, other classmates are in the Northern Capital, it is better to invite, and Tong Jie is indeed different from others to him, Zheng Fang is not a fool, he actually has a feeling, and therefore, he is more cordial to Tong Jie than to other classmates.

"She invited me here, I should be like her father, and I also know the language of the spirit world, right?" Zheng Fang scratched his head, trying to find a reason.

"It doesn't matter what the reason is, the important thing is that she looks at you seriously, and you have the ability to influence her, my words, do you understand?" Grandma shook her head and looked at Zheng Fang with a meaningful look.

"I have a reluctant request here, I hope Xiao Zheng can promise me. Grandma continued.

"Grandma, you say. Zheng Fang nodded hurriedly.

"Actually, it's nothing, our Tong family is left with the chick alone, I hope to see her safe, get married and have children, I know, Xiao Zheng, your future achievements must be not small, can you take care of the chick for me, let her cherish herself, stay away from danger, I believe, she will listen to your words, your cultivation will soon surpass her, as long as you want, you can do it." Grandma's voice was soft, but firm.

Listening to what his grandmother said, Zheng Fang was a little dumbfounded, this old lady, still reluctant to ask, blocked his back road, what did he say? What ability does he have to take care of others? He is still in danger, what kind of Bixiao Hall is like a knife hanging on his head, he doesn't know when those guys will find him, when the time comes, if Tong Jie is by his side, can he discuss with the other party and let Tong Jie go? Isn't this nonsense? The old lady doesn't make drafts when she speaks, how can he bear such a heavy entrustment? Can you not agree? I live in her house and eat at her house, how can I speak? The old lady is sure to eat me. Zheng Fang's brows furrowed, quite embarrassed.

"This ...... Grandma, let me tell you this, when I encounter something dangerous, I will definitely persuade Tong Jie, if I can't persuade her, I will accompany her. If she is in danger, it must be me who meets it first, if she has an accident, it must be me who is unexpected, and the others, grandma, my cultivation is too low......" Zheng Fang thought for a while, raised his hand and scratched his head, and said slowly in the face of Grandma Tong Jie's gaze.

"With your words, I am very satisfied. It's not early, you go to sleep. Grandma raised her hand and didn't let Zheng Fang say any more, she nodded at Zheng Fang, left the room, and closed the door casually.

Zheng Fang smacked what he just said in the dark, and felt that there was nothing wrong with him, he was so dead, what kind of ability did he have to take care of people? He nodded and climbed into bed, and actually fell asleep peacefully, and the body fragrance of the girl in the bed seemed to have no effect on him.

Zheng Fang, who was asleep, completely forgot that this was the first time in his life that he had made a promise, this promise put the safety of other people's lives in front of his own safety, and for the first time, he valued other people's lives more than his own.

To make this promise, Zheng Fang was neither impulsive nor bragging. Zheng Fang didn't know, he didn't care, he just accepted it naturally, and the process was unfazed. In the night, he slept soundly and was at ease.

The next morning, Zheng Fang got up early, he is now used to waking up before the wake-up horn sounds, in the other room, Tong Jie also got up at about the same time, the two of them washed up, just after taking care of personal hygiene, the grandmother over there served porridge and fried dumplings.

After eating breakfast nervously, the two pushed the car and prepared to continue to go out to play, and the grandmother reminded the two to come back early for lunch and go back to school in the afternoon, so they couldn't delay the car.

Time is too tight, Tong Jie has some regrets, she originally wanted to take Zheng Fang to the Acropolis to see, the Acropolis is an ancient fortification on the outskirts of the Northern Capital, very well preserved, located between the mountains and mountains, is a must-visit tourist attraction for everyone who goes to the Northern Capital. Zheng Fang doesn't care, anyway, he still has to go to school in the Northern Capital for several years, and after graduation, it is estimated that he will have to stay in school like He Yingwei and Zhao Sanba, and there will be many opportunities to play in the future.

couldn't go too far, Tong Jie had to take Zheng Fang to a nearby alley, an alley, browsing some famous ministers' mansions in the previous dynasty, some of which were open to the outside world, and some of which were still inhabited. The two of them turned around and came to a street, Zheng Fang suddenly stopped his bicycle, his brows furrowed, he hadn't seen those strange things for a long time, but on the streets of this northern capital, he saw it again, and it was more weird and thrilling than what he had seen before.

Suddenly, all the vivid colors and voices in front of Zheng Fang's eyes quickly disappeared, and the surrounding buildings gradually faded, "This is the entrance of the vegetable market, and the ...... who used to specialize in killing people" Tong Jie's voice became distant and fluttering in his ears, and then it was intermittent, and finally it was nothing, like the handwriting written on the blackboard, which was slowly erased by a board.

Zheng Fang seems to have come to a slaughterhouse, but instead of livestock, people are slaughtered!

Rows of people knelt on the ground, guarded by strangely shaped and variously dressed soldiers. The people in the front row, each of whom stood behind him was a strong man with a big waist and a round waist, a bare body, and a big knife on his shoulder.

In this world, Zheng Fang couldn't hear any sound, and could only see these dark images, like watching a black-and-white silent film through the afterglow of the night. Everything is in the shadows, but there is no need to try to tell.

I don't know what order I heard, the strong men raised their big knives one after another, chopped down, and the heads rolled to the ground, and the blood like ink splashed out far away, and then, the big man kicked away the headless corpse, and then walked to the back row, the heads and corpses on the ground, I don't know how much they accumulated, one by one, like parts that were forcibly disassembled, showing a sense of ruin that had lost its use, and it was desolate and chilling.

Behind this massacre scene, there seemed to be something calling Zheng Fang, he couldn't hear it, but he could feel it, behind these slaughterers, guards, and slaughtered people, there was something hidden that Zheng Fang couldn't see clearly, forcing him to come closer, and look a little clearer. However, the summoning was not urgent, there was a kind of resigned randomness.

As Zheng Fang walked forward, a severed head at his feet suddenly opened his closed eyes and smiled at him, and a headless corpse took the initiative to move to the side, making way for him to move forward. Every time he took a step forward, a head opened his eyes, a corpse stood up, and walked not far, Zheng Fang's right hand side was neatly arranged with heads, these heads looked at Zheng Fang with a smile, swaying from side to side, mouth kept opening and closing, as if singing a silent song. On his right-hand side, headless bodies were lined up, dancing as if they were dancing a stiff dance.

As if pulled by an invisible force, Zheng Fang continued to move forward, he walked past the strong men who were cutting off their heads, and found that these guys were smiling and acting strangely, like cartoon characters in cartoons, and those who were about to be beheaded also smiled and looked at the big man, although the heads continued to fall in rows, but the scene was no longer solemn, but there was a strange festive feeling.

Those strong men and the slain, as if they were afraid of delaying Zheng Fang's advance, hurriedly waved their knives and hurriedly dropped their heads, and then those heads and headless bodies hurriedly lined up beside Zheng Fang, as if to open a way to the front for him

Gradually, Zheng Fang passed the strong men who had cut off their heads, and he wanted to look back to see what was behind him, and at this moment, Zheng Fang found that he could hear the voices, and those heads were singing a ballad with a simple tune.

"Don't look back, everything is over. Don't turn around, the old love doesn't exist. Don't close your eyes, the past is no more. Don't stop, say goodbye to the end of the world. ”

Listening to the strange songs that the many heads chanted repeatedly, Zheng Fang unexpectedly dispelled the idea of turning back and continued to walk forward. With his footsteps, the strangely dressed soldiers and those waiting to be beheaded all hurriedly made way for Zheng Fang, laughing, pushing, chasing, there was a strange order that was chaotic but not out of control, and those who were dodging, whether they were soldiers or waiting to be killed, looked so elated, as if they were playing some interesting game collectively. Behind Zheng Fang, one by one the severed heads, one by one with the body that lost the head, hurried up to escort Zheng Fang.

The sound of beheading, screams, and blood splatters behind him were mixed with the jubilant scenes, singing, and laughter in front of him, making Zheng Fang feel as if he was experiencing an extremely absurd carnival.

Finally, Zheng Fang passed through the chaotic flow of people, and his eyes suddenly opened up, it was a black desert, on the desert, the stars of bright red flames were burning under the black sand, Zheng Fang hesitated a little, he seemed to be able to feel the horror of the flames, it was a kind of pain that the soul was directly incinerated. He hesitated, as if he could see himself stepping on the gravel, and then the flames would climb up his feet, and he would howl in the flames until he was reduced to a pile of ashes.

"Don't look back, everything is over. Don't turn around, the old love doesn't exist. Don't close your eyes, the past is no more. Don't stop, say goodbye to the end of the world. ”