The dream of birth and mulberry is approaching.

- Preamble.

In front of him there was a vigorous mulberry tree, with many branches and leaves, and the body of the tree was so huge that it was surprising and strange, and it was enough for ten people to hug.

Sunlight spilled down through the gaps between the leaves, shattering into a beautiful picture.

The refreshing breeze gently brushes the cheeks, with a little warm summer air and a bit of the smell of midsummer.

Qingyang Yao Ling, and the demeanor with.

Zhang Jin touched his head, some of the second monks were confused, he was obviously sleeping at home, and because tomorrow was the official first day of class, in order to get enough sleep, he also drank a glass of hot milk before going to bed, and now he can still taste the feeling of warming his stomach in his throat.

Is this my own dream?

Then Zhang Jin covered his mouth in some surprise, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Squad leader?"

If this is a dream, Zhang Jin doesn't know why he dreamed of the squad leader, does he subconsciously like the squad leader?! No, no, no, it's impossible, there's nothing wrong with your orientation, and it's definitely not interesting to the squad leader.

Allah lifted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled like the faint sunlight shining on the leaves of a mulberry tree.

Zhang Jin fixed his eyes and looked carefully, as if the squad leader was a little bit... Beautiful?

Zhang Jin quickly shook his head, he had to quickly dispel this kind of thought, this kind of thought was very dangerous, and once he was on the road, he couldn't turn back.

Standing under the flourishing mulberry tree, Allah beckoned to Zhang Jin, and then pointed to a long wooden bench beside him, motioning for the other party to sit down, so Zhang Jin walked away without hesitation, during which he glanced at the light spots on the ground and his own shadow, and even the details were so clear, so Zhang Jin became more and more convinced that this was not a dream, so how could he appear here from home? Could it be that I am sleepwalking?

"Squad leader, this is here?" The first thing Zhang Jin said when he sat down was to ask the doubts in his heart, where is this dream-like place.

Allah did not answer Zhang Jin's question, he looked straight ahead and asked, "Is the day of your father's death approaching?" ”

Zhang Jin's heart "chuckled", and a sad feeling that had been almost forgotten suddenly surged into his heart, then surged up to his throat, and then surged into his eyes, almost turning into tears and bursting out of his eyes.

Zhang Jin's eyes were already moist.

Allah tilted his head to look at Zhang Jin's red eyes and smiled to himself, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to provoke your sadness. ”

Zhang Jin lowered his head, staring at the patches of light on the ground that were constantly changing with the wind blowing the mulberry leaves, and was silent.

The weather was good, but the mood was bad.

"What I know is about Liu Mo and Su Ying's strength, as well as their mysterious identities." Allah smiled to himself, his tone was flat, but it made Zhang Jin's heart explode like thunder.

Zhang Jin looked up at his squad leader suddenly, and the boy in front of him seemed to be a little different from usual.

Zhang Jin felt that Allah's body exuded a threatening aura, perhaps fatal, so he subconsciously moved his ass away from Allah on the bench.

The next moment, Allah suddenly appeared on the other side of the bench, clinging to Zhang Jin's side, and he reached out and put his hand on Zhang Jin's shoulder, making the latter feel as if he was being pressed by the mountains, and his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

"I also know that your father died at the hands of our classmate, Su Ying." Allah patted Zhang Jin on the shoulder, "Mourning is good, but don't you hate that guy named Su Ying?" And Liu Mo was also her accomplice at that time, and Liu Mo couldn't get rid of your father's death. ”

Zhang Jin really wanted to push away this guy who looked like a squad leader, this was not the squad leader in his memory.

"No, Liu Mo and Su Ying are just 'eliminating harm for the people', my father has become that kind of monster, the mysterious serial murder case in J City that has not been found out is my father's doing, if no one stops it, more people will die, Liu Mo What they did was a salvation for my father, freeing him from his inner repentance. And my father also said that Liu Mo can't be blamed for them, they are right. Zhang Jin said word by word, but I don't know why, in fact, there was still a trace of resentment in his heart, and a trace of imperceptible anger flashed from his eyes.

But in the eyes of Allah, the subtle hint of anger is immense.

Allah smiled, no matter how to suppress the emotions in the heart, after all, it is the revenge of killing the father, not sharing the sky, long-term depression will cause a violent backlash, there is a famous saying in the human race with the pen name Lu Xun - do not explode in silence, just die in silence.

"Yes, when is the time for retribution, but what if I told you that your father didn't have to die and could have changed back into human form?" The corners of Allah's mouth curled slightly, then a look of pity, "If only I were here." ”

Zhang Jin seemed to see his father appear in front of him, and then exploded like broken porcelain, it turned out to be just a phantom, just an illusion, just his own wishful thinking, impossible, it is impossible to reunite with the family again, and the thick shoulders in his memory can never come back.

Zhang Jin's face wrinkled together, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as hideous, he cried bitterly, his father died on the day when his relationship with him was re-eased, died on his own birthday, birthday became a death day, and the time that should have been happy became the separation of yin and yang.

How can a sentence of "don't blame them, it's all my fault, I deserve it" can wipe out all the hatred? That's his biological father who has been with him for more than ten years! That's blood thicker than water! And he witnessed his father's death, all because of that guy named Su Ying, yes, it's her, and that Liu Mo!

"I know, woo, I know that I should seek revenge on those guys who turned my father into monsters, all monsters can't get out of it, but I can't do it, I don't have the strength, and I can't forget the scene when my father died in front of me, it was Su Ying's knife that pierced my father's heart, woo..." Zhang Jin wiped away his tears, buried his head in the palms of his hands, put it on his knees, and hid his face and wept.

"The blood feud, whether it is extenuating or not, must be avenged after all." Allah stood up, "Do you want revenge?" Do you want power? ”

Zhang Jin raised his head and looked at Allah speechless.

After a long time, when the warm wind wiped the tears on his face, Zhang Jin nodded after careful consideration.

"Then I will give you a strength, strength to be like God." Allah snapped his fingers, and a black object appeared in his left hand, full of fire, beating like a heart.

"What is this?" Zhang Jin swallowed his saliva, and had an ominous premonition in his heart, but the words had already been spoken, like spilled water, which could not be taken back.

"When a guy slapped me on the back while playing chess, I thought it was noisy, so I took out the guy's heart, and now it seems to be able to come in handy." Allah looked at Zhang Jin in a flat tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter that had crushed an ant to death.

Hearing the word "heart", Zhang Jin regretted it a little, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"It's late." Allah slapped the black object directly into Zhang Jin's heart, and the latter's soul expanded behind him as if it had been violently impacted, and a stunned virtual image appeared, and then dissipated.

God created the apostles, and Allah created God.

"You're tired." Allah stroked Zhang Jin's cheek with his hand, closed his eyes, and muttered, "Sleep in peace, may you have a good dream." ”

Under the sun, the huge mulberry tree hugged by ten people, the fallen leaves rained, and soon it was as bare as a bald old man, and then the sunlight suddenly disappeared, and the whole dream-like space was instantly swallowed up by darkness.

"Whew!"

Zhang Jin woke up suddenly, Fang Cai's nightmare made his back soaked, and it was very uncomfortable.

Zhang Jin looked up and looked outside.

The stars are dotted, and the moon is in the sky.

"What, this dream is too real..." Zhang Jin sighed and continued to fall asleep.

A figure appeared downstairs at Zhang Jin's house, and he looked up.

The sun hangs high, and the sky is above.

"Human emotions are really interesting things, I hope you can bring me a big surprise." He said to himself, "If you want him to grow, then I'll change the trajectory of his growth." ”

Killing people is not enough, and the most difficult thing is to punish the heart.

The same is true for God.

He sneered and snorted.

"I'm going to teach you what it means to have a heaven outside the sky."

In the sky above J City, a huge black sphere appeared.

Allah was in a good mood, and he began to walk aimlessly through the city, watching the people coming and going on the streets, watching the shops welcoming and sending them off, watching the traffic and lights, watching the staggered and changing the cups, watching the innocent children laughing and playing, chasing and galloping, watching the deceit and intrigue of the calm-minded adults, looking at the kind eyes and kind smiles of the old people who were half cut into the loess, and watching the enthusiastic and energetic teenagers grow vigorously and vigorously like the flowers and trees in the sun. Looking at the righteous law enforcement of the police under the forefront, and watching the signs of crime that breed in the shadows gradually expand...

Humility, kindness, peace, industriousness, nobility, compassion and justice, arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust...

Floating clouds blow into snow, and the taste of the world is boiled into tea.

All living beings are in full view.

Allah's face showed a look of disdain, it is undeniable that this species does have a good side, but now the evil is far greater than the good, he landed on this planet with the meteorite of the Friedeburg crater event more than 2 billion years ago (the Friedeburg crater is considered to be the oldest and largest meteorite impact on the earth known in the world), billions of years of ups and downs, countless lives and deaths, and his mind for human wars, conspiracies, atrocities, crimes, cannibalism, The arrogance and stupidity of human beings are still fresh in my memory, but such a species has successfully escaped mass extinction again and again, and he has helped during this period, so he regrets it now.

This beautiful blue planet is actually devastated.

"Can humanity really be saved?" Allah stopped abruptly, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head slowly.

Allah smiled abruptly, "If you can't save it, you will be destroyed." ”

Allah took a new step and continued to despise everything around him, but out of politeness, he still smiled, "You claim to be the spirits of all things, but look at what you have done to this planet, what you have done to species other than you, haha, you are more cruel to the struggle within your own race, in the long process of evolution, technology has developed, but your intelligence and vision are still so backward, you' Proudly claiming that you can destroy this planet a thousand times with nuclear weapons, and being complacent about this, why, are you strong? ”

"Miracles will come, and on the day of the end of the world, when the danger of destroying everything comes, will you be able to save this planet even once?"

"Virtue is not worthy, there will be disaster, have great power but no morality at all, the same, you have a saying called 'the wicked have their own wicked grinding', you feel that you are strong, you can have no scruples, you can be lawless, then you meet a stronger us, you should accept your fate, all this is your own fault."

"Feel the despair deeply, it will come soon."

Before Allah knew it, he had gone down an alley and saw a dirty puppy rummaging through the trash can for food.

Allah gave a gentle gaze, he hadn't been like this for a long time.

With a "bang", a stone directly smashed the puppy's head, smashing the poor puppy to the ground and whimpering, and his head was bleeding.

There was a hint of anger in Allah's eyes, and he looked up in the direction where the stones had been thrown, and there were two idle ruffians, and they were fifteen or sixteen years old, but they were young and bullying.

"Hey, what the fuck are you looking at? Don't be nosy, you skinny and tender one, it's not a good taste to be stoned. The stubborn dropout boy who threw the stone threw a bigger stone in his hand, and his words were full of threats.

"Why do you want to kill this poor stray dog?" Allah asked with a serious face.

The naughty young man with a stone in his hand felt that the good boy in front of him was really a strange person, so he laughed: "Do you have a problem with your brain, do you need a reason to kill a dog?" If you want to kill, kill it! ”

Allah smiled indifferently and muttered to himself, "It really should be so, so God certainly doesn't need a reason to kill." ”

Allah looked up suddenly, and he felt the visceral malice of the two stubborn boys who had dropped out of school and become ruffians, and in Allah's sight, the stone that had been clenched in the palm of his hand and was about to be thrown turned into powder.

The stray dog whimpered softly, his eyes full of fear of humans.

"Dogs have always been dogs, but people are sometimes not human." Allah sighed, he slowly walked towards the wounded stray puppy, did not mind that it would stain his clothes, and took it into his arms, if it was not treated, the wound could become inflamed or even infected by bacteria, which would be a big trouble later.

Allah continued to walk calmly, passing through the gap between the figures of the two ruffians, who did not dare to move an inch or even speak, as if they had seen something terrible.

It's like a repression deeply imprinted in the genes.

Allah slowly departed with the puppy, followed by two successive sounds of falling to the ground, followed by two more bodies that had died miserably due to a sudden "heart attack".

He foresaw that if these two idle, sneaky and abductive fellows continued to live, then the stray dog in his arms would one day die at their hands, and he would be beaten to death, and because of this, he would not give these two scum a chance to take revenge.

In his eyes, human life is not as good as dog life, even if it is two, even if it is all.

This is punishment and sanction from the gods.

Allah walked forward slowly, touching the dirty stray dog that had slept peacefully in his arms, and his eyes were full of kindness.

"I'm disappointed in humanity."