The sun and the moon alternate, and the yin and yang alternate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sun hangs down on the western mountain, the bright moon gradually rises, the yang energy is dispersed, and the yin energy gradually condenses.

Evil spirits and unclean spirits, walking by the night. From the mountains and dense forests to the bustling cities on the outskirts of the city, it can be filled in just a moment.

In the braised meat shop, the fat boss with a big belly quietly added all kinds of flavors and flavors to the braised pot, but he didn't know that there was a filthy ghost parked on the big spoon he stirred the soup pot.

On the bus, a lean middle-aged man secretly put his hand into the pocket of a nearby passenger, but he didn't know that a little ghost was hanging on his right arm.

In the Internet café, an extremely ugly-looking evil spirit is pressing his hands tightly on the shoulders of a young man, so that the young man cannot get up and can only indulge in games.

Passers-by come and go on the streets, and there is a constant stream of vehicles on the roads. But how many unclean spirits are fanning the wind and how many evil spirits are blowing in the ears of these hurried people?

"Nowadays, the city ghosts are traveling, and the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the wet sound is chirping."

"Bah, what the hell is traveling, I don't know what to say!"

"Look at this world, isn't there a ghost traveling everywhere?"

It's not a busy street, but it's surprisingly lively at night. All kinds of accessories, all kinds of clothes, all kinds of snacks, always attract all kinds of people. The incandescent lamps lit by the vendors are not very high, even if the light emitted by all the incandescent lamps in the whole street is really small, let alone compared to the sun.

Two teenagers squeezed out of the crowd, one looked a few years older, with a Confucian temperament, very gentle and elegant. The slightly younger one is tall and thin, seems to be in the growth period, and although he is tall, he is always a little thin. It's just that those eyes, but they are really bright.

"Ziming, let me ask you, do you think people in this world like light or darkness?" The older boy looked at the passers-by walking all over the street, and suddenly asked the boy next to him.

It so happened that a moth flew past the boy's ear and flew towards the incandescent lamp of a stall, striking the bright bulb without hesitation.

The boy was puzzled by this question and replied, "All things naturally grow towards the light, and of course they like the light." ”

The boy shook his head with a smile and said, "The light represents exposure, because no one dares to expose himself completely, so people are willing to hide in the darkness."

How can there be crowds in a sunny square? Only the brightly lit streets and alleys are pedestrians. ”

The boy was puzzled and disdainful, gave him a blank look, and walked towards a stall of octopus balls.

"Believe me, the night is rising, and the dawn is not yet coming. The next step is to walk in the dark......"

The night was already deep inadvertently, and the sky was dark, with no stars and moons, and it was terrifyingly dark, terrifyingly dark.

"Thank goodness I thought I'd be hungry again next month, but thankfully I had such a large amount of money to turn around!"

"Isn't it, this month's balance is only a few hundred yuan, and there are dozens of mouths in the courtyard, even if it is not enough to eat chaff vegetables, I am really grateful to Mr. Jiang for his generosity and donation of so much money at once."

"Mr. Jiang? Which Mr. Chiang? ”

"You don't know? It's Zhou Yan's uncle, that Mr. Jiang! ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Zhou Yan's uncle, so wouldn't you take Zhou Yan away?"

"Zhou Yan is a good boy, we can't let him stay here and suffer with us all the time, there are so many children in the courtyard, there are always those who leave and stay."

"Alas, it's just a little reluctant......"

Zhou Yan stood at the corner of the corridor, quietly eavesdropping on the conversation between these grandmothers, he only overheard, but he deliberately finished listening to it.

Da da da, this is not the sound of running horses' hooves, but the sound of lonely footsteps.

It's not a very long corridor, but when Zhou Yan walks alone, it's so long.

Some bad memories surged up, and Zhou Yan tried his best to suppress them, but what he couldn't suppress was the heart-wrenching pain brought by this memory.

He was an unfortunate child, and his misfortune was not in what happened to him, but in the misfortune he would incur.

He had escaped from this clutche, but now the hand was reaching out to him.

If he stays in the orphanage, what will happen to those young children?

If he went to Jiang's house, what would happen to this innocent couple?

Maybe he shouldn't have lived in this world in the first place.

Unconsciously, his body walked through the aisle, out of the door of the orphanage, and came to a pond.

It was dark tonight, with only the dim glow from the street lamps in the distance.

The waterhole is not clear at all, it can even be said to be muddy.

It's summer, and the green floaters are not only a little disgusting, but also smelly.

It's just that in Zhou Yan's opinion, it is strangely perfect.

If I die here, it's wonderful.

If you die, will anyone be sad?

I guess it will.

Dean Dong Ping, the grandmothers in the hospital, Li Muzi, Su Xiaoyi, and the uncle who had only met once.

What if it's just sad? It's not that I've been sad for more than ten years, but I'm still alive.

It's just sad, but it's still alive!

How nice!

In thought, Zhou Yan's feet had already stepped into this pond.

The summer air is a bit hot and dry even at night. Therefore, when the feet are immersed in the water, it is extremely comfortable and cool.

The edge of the waterhole is not deep, and I walk slowly towards the center by stepping on the mud at the bottom of the water.

The water slowly fills up the calves, then the thighs, then the waist, then the chest, and then the neck......

The water was overwhelming in his lungs, making it difficult to breathe, but it was a wonderful pleasure in Zhou.

Slowly lower your head and immerse yourself in the water.

The light is not bright at all, it can even be said to be dim, and it is excellent to leave in this darkness.

It's just that no matter how dim it is, it can always be faintly visible.

Zhou Yan saw his miserable face, and there was a loveless look on his face.

It's ugly......

Zhou Yan secretly thought that he was going to plunge his head completely into the water!

Time stood still at that moment!

It's just that it's not time that's static, it's Zhou Yan himself.

Zhou Yan suddenly remained motionless, as if he had never moved.

As Zhou Yan was still, the waves in the water slowly calmed down.

The green water, although cloudy, can still reflect light, like a dusty mirror.

In this mirror, there is a teenager who has submerged his body in water.

On the young man's shoulder, I don't know when, there was a monster with a hideous appearance.

This monster was pitch black, hideous, and fierce, and what was even more terrifying was that it tried its best to press Zhou Yan's shoulder and press it into the water.

The water is like a piece of rough glass, faintly visible, and you can see the underwater picture.

In addition to all kinds of garbage, the body of a teenager, there are many strange creatures like frogs.

They clung to Zhou Yan's limbs and torso, and then pulled them under the water with all their might!

There is no touch in the limbs, but the eyes really see.

At this moment, Zhou Yan's eyes cleared, and then he began to panic. The hands and feet, and even every muscle in the whole body, seemed to have lost strength at this moment.

Man, fell into the water.

Because he was no longer numb, Zhou Yan struggled in the water, struggling hard, splashing wave after wave.

I don't know how much fishy sewage I swallowed in my mouth, and my body rose and fell in this water.

There are countless hands pressing on themselves, and countless hands pulling on themselves.

Are you going to die?

The movement of the hands and feet slowed down, and the resistance became more and more powerless.

I'm going to die!

"Hey, there's a guy here!" Suddenly, a voice came into Zhou Yan's ears.

The head that had entered the water was a little drowsy, and before he could react, there was another hand on his body.

This hand is not pressing, it is not pulling, this hand is lifting!

Just like lifting a wine bottle, this hand lifted Zhou Yan.

And then flung to the shore.

The first thing the drowning man did when he came ashore was to breathe heavily, and Zhou Yan lay on the ground with his whole body, and then breathed heavily.

Immediately after that, there was the nausea that welled up in the chest, the nausea that was endless!

From the abdomen to the chest, to the throat, and finally to the mouth.

The green sewage vomited out of Zhou Yan's mouth, and finally even the stomach acid kept vomiting.

"Alive?"

It was an extremely flat voice, no joy or anger, plain and bland.

Zhou Yan had already stopped vomiting, and at this time raised his head and looked up at the person who was talking in front of him.

The lights were dim, and only a man could be faintly seen.

"If you live, why seek death?" The man asked.

Obviously, there is no emotion fluctuating sentence, but for some reason it sounds like a spring breeze in Zhou Yan's ears, and a warm current swells up from the tail vertebrae, although it is very comfortable, but it is more uncomfortable.

"Looking for death, naturally I don't want to live!"

Zhou Yan obviously didn't have such thoughts in his heart, but his throat came out on his own for no reason.

The man was silent, just staring at Zhou Yan from afar, his eyes were still bright in the night, just watching, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

After a while, he said:

"Did I ask you?"

The tone was still as plain as before, but this time it turned into a thunderclap in Zhou Yan's ears, and this sentence sounded to Zhou Yan the sound of gold and iron filing and sharpening the sword.

This seems to be what the novel says, killing intent!

The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that Zhou Di could hear the beating of his heart in his chest, and even hear blood flowing in his blood vessels.

In an instant, the silence was broken.

Countless voices rang out, like the howling of wild beasts, like the night cry of a baby, like the sound of sand and rocks......

These voices exploded in an instant, and they also dissipated in an instant, silently, as if they had never existed.

The man walked past Zhou Yan and left.

Passing by, at that moment, Zhou Yan saw clearly who it was.

This man's surname is Yang!