Qiao Ziqian clenched his hands, his eyes full of danger.

The boss tilted his head, looked at Qiao Ziqian like this, and said, "For example, your current mood." Are you trying to kill me?"

Qiao Ziqian exhaled lightly, looked at him lightly, and said, "Say everything you want to say." ”

The boss shrugged and said, "That's it." ”

Qiao Ziqian frowned and said, "What happened to the apple?"

The boss glanced at the mulberry apple who was asleep on the sofa, took out a black bottle from the suitcase, put it on the table, pushed it in front of Qiao Ziqian, and said to him: "Miss, it's fine, it's just that the body has been under heavy load these days, so it's sleepy." No need to take medicine. ”

Qiao Ziqian looked at the things on the table and said, "What is this?"

The boss said, "For you, this is the prescription I recently found, which can control the changes in the personality and form of the body, and is most suitable for people like you." ”

Qiao Ziqian took the black bottle, opened it, looked at it, and didn't find anything strange, he asked, "Side effects?"

"Nope. The boss said, "This is the most useful medicine, there have been too many things happening recently, these things are all around you, I don't need to say that you also know what these people are for, the world is in chaos, the entire Three Realms will be in turmoil, I don't want my small pharmacy to be unable to open." So, please be less rebellious and more serious, okay?"

Qiao Ziqian accepted the black bottle and said lightly: "Don't worry about it." ”

The boss closed the suitcase, stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "No matter." I don't have anything to do. Okay, I'm going back, don't look for me lately, I'm going out for a vacation. ”

Qiao Ziqian got up and sent him to the door, his voice was not cold: "Whatever you want." ”

The boss straightened his hat and put on his gloves, and when he went out of the door, when he walked to the gate, he turned his head, his eyes were blocked by the brim of his hat, and he asked: "If one day, your sin and punishment conflict, what will you choose?"

Without waiting for Qiao Ziqian to answer, he turned around and disappeared in place.

Qiao Ziqian wasn't ready to answer him.

The conflict of crime and punishment, he will not let it appear.

Everything, will run according to the predetermined track.

No one can change.

Qiao Ziqian turned around and looked at the mulberry apple who was still asleep.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. ”

This seems to be said to Sang Apple, but it is more like it is said to himself.

Mulberry apples are in a dream at this moment.

That's right, she dreamed, and it wasn't your average dream.

She dreamed that she was making a bus in a loop, and there was another person on the bus besides her.

A girl with her head down.

Wearing an old black dress, holding a picture book, he couldn't see his face clearly.

Sang Apple looked at no one next to him and felt quite infiltrating.

After a while, the bus still hasn't stopped.

Sang Apple felt a little strange, the car hadn't stopped yet, and he felt a little bored.

She accosted the girl and said, "Eh, comrade, where are you going on this trip?"

The girl ignored her, and Sang Apple turned her head, looked ahead, and sighed secretly.

When will this bus arrive at the station?

"Where are you going to go?"

Mulberry suddenly heard a voice, she turned around, and the child sitting next to her had already looked at her and was talking to her.

The girl has a delicate face, her pupils are somewhat light-colored, and her skin is pale.

Thick bangs covered her forehead and eyebrows.

Sang Apple smiled at her, stretched out his hand to scratch his head, and said, "Haha...... I'm going—"

Where are you going?

How do you feel like you don't remember?

Sang Apple was stunned, when did she get into this car and where was she going?

It's strange that she doesn't even know where she's going.

At this time, the car stopped, and the girl stood up, smiled at Sang Apple, and said, "I'm going to get off." ”

Then she hugged her picture book and got out of the car, and when the car was about to start, Sang Apple also got out of the car.

Just in case she sits far away, she better get out of the car first and think about it carefully.

Seeing that Sang Apple also got out of the car, the girl turned around, looked at her, and asked, "Did you also get off here?"

Sang Apple shook his head and said, "I forgot where to get off the bus, I'll come down and take a look first." ”

The girl didn't say anything, turned around and looked at the door in front of her.

Sang Apple looked around, it seemed to be a university, the name at the door was very vague, it was not clear, and there were no landmarks around that could be seen, so I couldn't tell which university it was.

The girl stood at the school gate for a while and then walked in.

Looking at her back, Sang Apple was standing at the door, not going to look at it, waiting for the next bus.

After waiting for a while, Sang Apple didn't see the car coming, but a person came from a distance.

The man, dressed in a dark blue suit, with a jeweled iris pinned to his chest, and a European gentleman's hair, was walking towards him, and Sang Apple felt that the eyes were familiar.

Where have you seen it?

Sang Apple's fingers tapped on his head, and suddenly remembered who it was.

This is the ancestor of his own family.

"Joe—"

Sang Apple was about to go over, but saw a girl go before her.

After Qiao Ziqian saw the girl, he showed a doting smile, his hand gently touched the girl's head, and the tenderness under his eyes was immeasurable.

Sang Apple froze in place, is this his girlfriend?

The girl was as tall as her, dressed in beautiful clothes, and had short hair, when she turned around and looked at the mulberry apples.

Sang Apple saw her face, exactly like herself.

There are only people in the world who look like her, and there is only a sister.

"Sister?"

Sang Apple was puzzled, if it was her sister, it wouldn't be like this at all!

My sister died when she was seven years old, who could that person be?

Sang Apple remembered that every time Qiao Ziqian looked at her, it was like looking at a person who had known her for a long time, could this be the reason why he did so many things?

The person in Qiao Ziqian's heart looks the same as her.

But how can there be such a coincidence and absurdity in this world!

"Shh......h

The girl put her hand to her lips, looked at the mulberry apple with a smile, then turned around, naturally took Qiao Ziqian's hand, and slowly left.

"Wait—"

Mulberry Apple ran to them, but she tripped over something, and she saw her hands, which were those of a child.

She...... Got smaller?!

No......

"I won't leave you. ”

"Apple, I won't hurt you. ”

"I am your ancestor......"

Sang Apple felt a pain in her head, she gritted her teeth, and the sounds around her became harsh, with car honking, screaming, and scolding.

All the sounds were like a mass of explosives, filling her surroundings.

"Stop arguing......"

Mulberry Apple's eyes were tightly closed, and her voice trembled.

"Stop arguing—"

Sang Apple opened his eyes suddenly, and exhaled with a slap.

In front of her was Qiao Ziqian's face.

Sang Apple's hand slapped Qiao Ziqian's face hard.

She withdrew her hand in a daze and looked at the red marks on Qiao Ziqian's face...... Is her hand so strong?

Qiao Ziqian touched the place where he was hit in the face lightly, and said to Sang Apple: "Are you awake?"

Sang Apple's toes are clenched, such an understatement seems to be even more frightening.

Qiao Ziqian gently reached out to touch Sang Apple's face, but Sang Apple dodged.

"Don't hit me! I didn't mean to!"

Qiao Ziqian was stunned for a moment, then smiled, he gently pinched Sang Apple's cheek, and his movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid that she would crush it.

Then, Qiao Ziqian turned around and went to the kitchen, and after a while, there was the sound of a kitchen knife chopping on the cutting board.

The sound of chopping vegetables is very slippery, and it seems that he is a good cook.

It didn't take long for Qiao Ziqian to come over with the prepared meal, three side dishes, and it looked very good.

Mulberry Apple's index finger is ready to move.

After trying to taste it, I found that the mulberry apple tasted very good, much better than what I had eaten in the past few days!

"Wow, your craft is so good, why didn't you do it the other day?"

Facing Sang Apple's questioning, Qiao Ziqian said lightly: "This craft occasionally fails. ”

Sang Apple: "...... Ha, this, this is really a strange craft. ”

Qiao Ziqian smiled and didn't speak.

After eating, Qiao Ziqian washed the dishes and chopsticks and sat on the sofa, silently flipping through a book that looked old.

Sang Apple was watching TV on the side, but in fact, he was occasionally sneaking at Qiao Ziqian.

At this moment, a voice rang in her ears.

"If you want to see it closer, when did the little master become so reserved?"

As soon as Sang Apple turned around, he happened to hit Xiao Lightning's forehead, and the pair of golden big lights went straight into people's hearts.

Sang Apple was shocked, jumped up suddenly, and directly stepped on his bare feet all the way to Qiao Ziqian's side, holding Qiao Ziqian's hand tightly.

"What the hell!"

Qiao Ziqian put down the book, looked over, and glanced at Xiao Lightning.

Little Lightning shrugged his shoulders and said, "Haven't you gotten used to it? ”

After Sang Apple looked at it clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, a gust of wind came from the other side.

"Little Apple—"

Hearing the sound, the mulberry apple's cold hair stood up, and he waved his hand directly, no matter what it was, picked it up and smashed it.

Ghost A, who was standing next to him, covered his forehead, followed by the eyeballs that fell from his hand, and said sadly: "Ouch, hey, the eyeballs have been smashed down for me, why is it still the same violence." ”

Hearing this, Sang Apple felt even more terrifying......

Qiao Ziqian was about to pick up the book that was thrown away by Sang Apple, but Sang Apple held him tightly and didn't let go.

She had her eyes closed and looked genuinely scared.

Qiao Ziqian drove them away, patted Sang Apple lightly on the shoulder, and whispered to Sang Apple, "It's okay, they're all leaving." ”

Sang Apple let go of him and looked around, and sure enough, he didn't see the bunch of demons and monsters.

Qiao Ziqian bent down to pick up the book, looked at the pages of white paper on it, and sighed slightly.

He walked over with the book, opened it and continued to read.

Sang Apple leaned over to look at the book he was reading, and found that there were many strange words written on it that she didn't recognize.

"What kind of ancient script are you looking at, can you understand it without a translator?"

Sang Apple asked, scribbling his finger across the page.

Qiao Ziqian held the book's hand for a moment, he looked sideways at Sang Apple, there was disbelief in his eyes, he looked back at the page without a word, and asked Sang Apple: "What did you see?"

Sang Apple pointed to the middle place and said, "Isn't there a pattern on it?" It's round, it looks strange, and I can't read the words. ”

In Qiao Ziqian's eyes, there was nothing in this book.

He closed the book, and there was nothing on the cover.

Sang Apple looked at the cover, and she didn't see the name, but she saw a woman.

A woman standing under a tree, the woman is the back, but she is very familiar.

She asked, "Why doesn't the cover have a name, it's a painting? What kind of book is this?"

Qiao Ziqian pinched the corner of the book, his hands trembling slightly.

Before, she couldn't see what was on it.

No one can see it.

Qiao Ziqian touched the cover without words, sighed, and said, "There is no word in the sky." ”

Mulberry apple: "???"

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