March 21 at 4 a.m.

The rain was pouring in the sky, there were few pedestrians on the road, the street lights were still dim, and the faint morning light was gone.

The huge raindrops, densely hitting the umbrella surface, constantly emitting a muffled sound of "poof", like the drum beat of the soldiers on the battlefield, are rapid and dense, so that people feel noisy.

The end of the rain curtain is attached to all hard objects, and it instantly shatters, steaming in the form of mist, and the light and light sources through it appear a little psychedelic and hazy.

After Guo Lu prepared a few sets of clothes with different styles, at this time he was wearing a gray-brown windbreaker, covering his body, and walking in a deserted alley with an umbrella.

This is the road to the Yuanjin Welfare Institute, he has walked many times in his previous life, some places have changed, and time has not had time to profound, so it is brighter, not so dilapidated, and some places have not changed, or the bleak appearance in his memory, which makes him want to burst into tears, but he can't shed anything.

It was past four o'clock, the darkest time before the dawn, which should have been enough for him to remember and be alone. This is the place that hits the softness of his heart the most, and it is also the place that he longs to touch and stay the most. He didn't want anyone to bother, and he didn't want anyone to interrupt.

Rain can.

The rain was so heavy and so noisy that it just became a wall, and in the noise and ambiguity, it wrapped him in groups, isolated from the world, and separated from the earth. Others can't see his figure clearly, can't see his existence clearly, and can't see the tears faintly flashing in his eyes.

The sky is hanging from the ground, and it is the most appropriate for the occasion.

But in the rain, there was clearly something else.

As he walked, the raindrops were still loud, but the sound was gradually getting quieter, as if some force had cut off his eardrums, or ...... A layer of silencing and absorbent cotton is laid on the umbrella surface?

The umbrella has become heavier.

The rain stopped flowing.

What was shed turned into blood!

It's a drop of thick blood!

Dark red, sticking into silk, it still exudes wisps of heat and fishy smell!

"Are you sure you want to do anything to me?" Guo Lu still walked at the same pace, the speed was as usual, although he used a narrow and questioning tone in his mouth, his eyes were suddenly cold and piercing, and the tears in the corners of his eyes disappeared in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

There was no movement on it.

But there was a cold breath, along the umbrella bone and the umbrella handle, quickly invaded.

"Humph!" Guo Lu snorted coldly and stopped abruptly.

Immediately, the left hand holding the handle of the umbrella rotated, and the whole umbrella was like a bamboo dragonfly, and the rapid axis rotated, fluttering, throwing out countless blood beads, like bursting fireworks, flying in all directions.

The power of the sun of the Ten Thousand Seals of the Flat Sky is suddenly released, as if a golden sun is lit up.

If you have a cold spirit pouring in, I will use the scorching yuan to rush into the sky!

A terrible howl, the sound shook the roof tiles!

The thick blood turned into ash and smoke in an instant, the yin qi and cold spirit disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the weight of the umbrella was also lighter at first glance.

But since it has provoked him, how can it let it go again?

The noise of the rain returned to its original state again, and he also followed it with a movement of his legs.

It's just that......

Half a quarter of an hour later, he chased after him and reached a dead end, but Guo Lu still lost it.

A charred corpse with its head drooping and its whole body withered fell to the ground by the wall in a sitting position. The corpse was an adult male, and it could be seen that he was thin before his death, probably an urban white-collar worker, and his clothes were formal. Outside the body, there is no obvious wound, but inside the body, there is no trace of blood, and it has been sucked dry, so it looks like an air-dried mummy, skin and bones, and it is terrifying.

…… Guo Lu looked at this corpse, his expression was as ugly as he wanted, the iron was blue, and it was terrifyingly cold.

"Nameless change?" After a long time, he muttered, remembering a situation that King Qin Guang had mentioned.

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The place where Guo Lu watched the corpse with an umbrella at this time was an old alley, contained in the old city, extending in all directions, full of small houses, illegal buildings, grain and oil shops, etc., wires were connected indiscriminately, and street lamps and road facilities were not very good.

In stark contrast, more than 300 meters to the east, there are high-rise buildings rising from the ground, clean and neat.

When Guo Lu was standing quietly in the dead end, on the westernmost tall building, next to a dark window on the tenth floor, a black shadow also appeared, looking at Guo Lu's back hidden under the umbrella with a jealous face.

This black shadow is also a tall man, but his face is hideous, just like the zombie of the resurrected Nazi officer in "Snow of Death", he is also wearing a military uniform, wearing a military cap, and there are defects and rotten muscles everywhere, exposing a lot of bones.

On the bed behind it, there was another charred corpse lying at the moment.

But for some reason, it was obviously in the hands of Guo Lu, and it was defeated so easily, it was watching Guo Lu here, but Guo Lu's sixth sense didn't react at all, and the speed of movement was also amazingly fast, even ...... It seems that there is also the ability to switch between yin and yang, virtual and real at will!

If not...... How could it escape hundreds of meters and go straight up to a ten-story building?

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Guo Lu didn't know that there was a terrible phenomenon here.

If he knew that this spirit had the ability to transform yin and yang, and transform reality into reality, he would probably be able to peel back the cocoon and touch a little bit of the truth buried in the darkness.

However...... He didn't know after all.

He chose to let it go, and so, he also missed it.

4:41 a.m.

He came to the destination of this trip - the Far and Near Welfare Institute.

Reborn in a lifetime, 13 years younger, and then coming to this place where he was adopted and raised, he really had a lot of emotions in his heart, but he couldn't say it, and no one could make him have the urge to speak.

So thousands of words turned into a long sigh in the end.

"Alas......"

"Huh? Who are you? Is there something wrong? There was a creak, and after the rusty iron door slowly opened, a man wearing a raincoat, dragging a small folding cart, and his hair was a little gray.

This person is the dean here, surnamed Li, and he should only be 43 years old this year.

Since the orphanage is privately owned, staff is scarce, and the economy is almost entirely dependent on funding and donations, so it is difficult to operate and stretched. The daily diet basically depends on the dean to get up early and go to the place where the vegetables are wholesaled to do the wholesale, so as to save a little bit.

Wholesale is often in large quantities, and how can it be so easy to buy only a few at a time like him?

There's no shortage of soup behind closed doors!

…… Guo Lu recalled these things, and suddenly wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, and unconsciously, his throat choked, and his eyes were a little moist.

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