After an afternoon of doing nothing, Ling Ping finally remembered that he still had something to do.

So he got a small shovel and climbed to the top of the building.

Then from the corner of the roof, shoveled some soil and put it into a plastic basin.

Then he solemnly buried the peach pit that he had eaten last night into the soil.

Finally, he turned around, unzipped it, and spilled a soak of urine into the basin.

"You're going to grow up quickly!" Ling Ping said expectantly to the plastic basin.

He was already imagining the scene where in a few years, the peach pit would grow into a peach tree and bear fruit.

So, he carefully placed the plastic basin at the foot of the wall under the eaves.

Then he walked inside and closed the door.

Then there was the sound of footsteps and feet, which faded away.

At this time, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sun was shining warmly on the roof, through the cracks in the tiles, into the plastic basin.

Under the sun's rays, a little bit of green shoots can't wait to drill out of the soil and begin to enjoy the moisture of the sun.

……………………………………

Jingle bells!

The phone rings.

Situ He immediately stepped forward and picked up the phone: "I'm Situ He!" ”

"Hmmm......"

"The Governor canceled the trip?"

"Is it because of the Northern Zhou Dynasty?"

"Got it!"

"I know, I'll arrange it, please rest assured!"

Putting down the phone, Situ He's eyes were full of puzzlement.

The latest news came from the Northern Week.

The 'foot-and-mouth disease' epidemic, which had made the epidemic prevention experts and animal husbandry scientists of the Federal Empire and the black-clothed guards helpless, suddenly took a 180-degree turn.

A large number of infected livestock, when they were about to be harmlessly disposed of, were found by the staff and actually recovered their health.

This was also confirmed by dissection and sectioning.

On all the specimens, the strange phenomenon that turned out to be incomprehensible disappeared without a trace.

Then, the epidemic prevention staff of the Northern Zhou Kingdom also discovered the spread of the epidemic in various parts of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and it stopped abruptly as if someone had pressed the pause button.

This sudden change is both happy and worrying.

Because, no one knows, whether this is the end of everything or the beginning of a new catastrophe.

For this reason, the cabinet center had to ask the governor to fly to the Northern Zhou in person, just in case.

After all, there are more than 200 million federal citizens in the vast territory of Northern Zhou.

Of course, on the Jiangcheng side, the governor also has arrangements.

Zhang Hui, the minister of the palace affairs of the black-clothed lieutenant general of the guard, will take his special plane to Quang Nam in person to inspect and evaluate.

About an hour later, his plane will land at Jiangcheng Airport.

Zhang Hui's arrival made Situ He somewhat relieved.

Among the black-clothed guards, the minister of the palace was known for his resourcefulness and good judgment.

He might be able to figure out where the bookstore owner came from.

Even if it doesn't work, with him, it can be buffered somewhat.

Thinking like this, Situ He began to prepare the materials.

…………………………………………

Thump! Thump!

The heart is resuscitated in a slow beat.

The crystal-cast coffin then slid down.

On the walls, old oil lamps lit one after another.

He opened His eyes.

The moment He opened his eyes, a bell rang in the deep basement.

A moment later, a dense sound of footsteps came from above.

Men and women dressed in white robes nervously came to the door of the basement.

"Your Excellency......" A little girl, holding the key, opened the door, she looked at the figure standing up from the coffin, and bent her knees slightly: "Are you awake?" ”

"yes......"

"I'm awake!"

He opened his arms, and a silk robe was automatically put on Him.

Stepping on the bone-cold floor, he walked in front of the crowd.

Hideous scarlet eyeballs peeked out of the skin under his face.

He shook his body in some pain, and only then could he barely control his out-of-control flesh.

"Don't be afraid!" He looked at the people in front of him, their legs and stomachs were trembling, and laughed: "Don't worry, because of the contract, I won't hurt you!" ”

"Descendants of Van Helsing!"

Then He looked at the little girl and asked, "You are the Duke of Rhine of this generation?" ”

The little girl nodded.

"Time flies so fast......" He squatted down and picked up the little girl.

"Take me to the Holy Alliance's council!" He hugged the little girl and said.

"Your Excellency," said a somewhat aged priest, ...... a deep bow, "Have you forgotten?" ”

"The Holy Alliance, thirty years ago, was forced to dissolve......"

He froze slightly, and the smile on his face froze.

Yes, thirty years ago, the Holy Alliance was forced to dissolve by that man.

And then His face became so distorted and angry!

"Li Shouyi!" He gritted his teeth, and his whole body turned red.

The others all knelt down and did not even dare to lift their heads.

………………

The back of the world.

It is commonly known as the inner world.

It is also a place where dreams are settled.

A huge strange-shaped sarcoma grows in this place where countless dreams are intertwined.

On the surface of the sarcoma, huge blood vessels are deeply entangled in the depths of the inner world.

Constantly absorbing all kinds of substances.

A cocoon-like thing grows on top of a sarcoma.

Little by little, it slowly swelled.

Finally, the cocoon shattered.

A burly figure stepped out of it.

He looked at the countless dream worlds in front of him.

With his hands folded, he recited the Buddha's name in a low voice: "Amitabha, good!" Wonderful! ”

And he took out something like an ornament from nothingness.

With a slight twist of his large hand, the thing was twisted and reshaped.

In the end, it turned into a Zen stick with a golden body.

Then, he pulled out another golden book.

With a firm grip, the book burns.

When it burned clean, a bronze bowl appeared in his hand.

He pulled out pieces of clothing from the void that shone with all kinds of light, and crumpled them all together.

Eventually, a purple robe was draped over him.

He raised his head, and solemnly folded his hands again: "Amitabha Buddha, poor monk Fahai, born in the Republic Era 2821, shaved at the age of ten, and studied the Dharma under the seat of Zen Master Jinghui in Fayan Temple......"

"If you have learned something today, you should kill demons and eliminate demons, and purify all sentient beings!"

Only, when he spoke.

In his body, countless leech-like things came out of his frenzy.

These things, with their hideous and terrifying mouthparts, let out terrible and terrifying cries like nightmares in the depths of a nightmare.

It made him look so weird.

Half holy, half evil.

These two forces intertwine and eventually merge into the body.

So, he held a Zen staff, held a bronze bowl, and put on a robe, and stepped into the dream.