"Are you upset?"

In a trance, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him, Lin Sheng turned around and saw a boy sitting quietly on the bench.

The monotonous chimes still echoed around, and the boy looked up at the starry sky, the silvery glow pouring down on him, and the whole cemetery was shrouded in a cold moonlight.

Lin Sheng couldn't help but step forward and sit next to the boy. The two of them looked up at the starry sky together, and time passed slowly, like two old people who had not seen each other for many years.

"Are you upset?" After a long time, the boy asked softly. is the same sentence just now, and there is no trace of temperature.

"What do you mean?" Lin Sheng asked calmly.

"Your mood, your thoughts right now." The boy turned his head, his golden eyes staring at him coldly.

Lin Sheng realized how terrifying this boy who looked only eleven or twelve years old in a pure black dress was. The horror was not due to how terrible his appearance was, but because under the gaze of his golden eyes, all souls could not help but feel a sense of surrender.

"We don't seem to know each other, you have something to do with me?" Lin Sheng avoided his terrifying golden pupils and turned his head to look away. The bright moonlight imprinted on the bench, stretching the shadows of the two people into a long one.

"We know each other, Lin Sheng, we've always known each other." The boy smiled softly, and the corners of his eyes became a pair of crescents, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"Well, let's not talk about this, I'm here to inform you."

The boy jumped up from the bench, jumped on the marble-paved stone path, crossed his hands, and said solemnly, "You're going to China soon, so I've got some equipment for you." ”

"China?" Lin Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, unable to understand what he meant. He had never heard that he was going to China, and there was no news from the academy.

"Yes, that's what Marco Polo described, China full of gold." The boy nodded. Reaching out and pulling out a delicate folding knife from his pocket. The knife has an odd copper color and a wavy blade, somewhat similar to the Nepalese saber, but the blade is shorter than the saber.

Lin Sheng couldn't tell what material the folding knife was made of, but judging from the ancient lines on its folding handle, it should be an alchemy weapon that has been passed down for a long time.

"Martyrdom Crease, a knife made 1,600 years ago, is, as you think, an alchemical weapon." The boy handed the knife in front of him, and continued, "The ability to martyrdom is the ability to make people infinitely close to the king in a short period of time, and as long as the user does not die, this ability can basically be effective. ”

But he scratched his head in the end, and said with a bit of a headache, "Of course, this is just a disposable consumable, and it will be invalid after use, and the power is very strong, so you have to use it properly." ”

The boy placed the martyr in his hand and clapped his hands, completing his task.

Lin Sheng's brows furrowed, and he looked at him suspiciously, "People can obtain king-level abilities in a short period of time, and there is such an alchemy weapon in the world?"

"Yes, but it's lost. The only one in the world is now in your hands. The boy pointed to the copper-gray folding knife in his hand and said with a smile, "If it is fake, it is the only one in the world, Lin Sheng, you have to use it well, otherwise you will live up to its good name, and I will not be able to explain to its founder." ”

"But why give it to me?" Lin Sheng was puzzled. If this kind of thing is taken out, it will definitely cause a sensation in the whole world. Not to mention the rich people who have a lot of money and are rich enough to rival the country, I'm afraid that even the old guys of the headmaster will fall into madness.

King-level abilities that rival those of the gods! For thousands of years, what they have longed for is not this ability to rival the princes?

"Because we're relatives." The boy smiled innocently and looked at him quietly, like a young child smiling silly at his brother.

"Loved ones?" Lin Sheng was at a loss, a little at a loss.

He had never heard that he still had relatives, and in his impression, except for Aunt Xian and him who were a little related by blood, the only ones left were the two parents who had left him ruthlessly and had not heard from him for more than ten years.

"Yes, dear." The boy nodded seriously, looked at him with true affection and said, "Aren't those cold and lonely memories of thousands of years exactly what we have experienced together?" In that boundless darkness, the outstretched hand embraced only us. ”

The boy gently stretched out his hand and scratched at the air in front of him, as if someone there was holding up a hand. He wanted to reach out and hold the hand tightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm ...... I can't remember. Lin Sheng shook his head, and he felt a little pain in his head all of a sudden.

What loved ones? What thousands of years? He has only lived for 18 years at most since he was born. Thousands of years? To hell with it!

"It's okay, Lin Sheng doesn't remember, it's good if I remember, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt Ming." The boy smiled and turned his head to look at him, stretched out his arms, and made a gesture of embrace.

He gently leaned over and hugged Lin Sheng, like a younger brother hugging his brother.

Lin Sheng looked at him blankly, a little upset in his heart.

"Alright, I should go." The boy let go of him slightly, took a few steps back and stopped on the marble path. The moonlight fell silently from the night sky, and the huge moon printed two shadows on them.

"It's been a long time since I came out this time, so I came out to take a look because I didn't worry about you. I'm here this time, I'm looking forward to our next meeting. One more word of caution. He finally straightened his mind and said, "There is already an undercurrent surging in China, and the guys who are sleeping in the dark are already ready to move." The martyrdom I send you must always remember to take with you, be careful, and be sure to use it first if something happens. ”

The boy's figure slowly walked to the darkness, and then stepped into the darkness, leaving only half of his body still naked in the light, and finally he waved his hand, "Well, goodbye, we'll see you next time." ”

"Goodbye." Lin Sheng said goodbye. The boy's figure disappeared into darkness and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lin Sheng quietly watched the boy's figure leave, then lowered his head to look at the folding knife in his hand, clenched his fist, put it in his pocket, and turned to leave.

Lin Sheng's Diary:

2016-3-25, Atlantis, sunny to heavy rain

I was invited to the office by the principal today, because of some aftermath, so he talked to me for a morning.

I spent the morning in the office, but for some other reason, I suddenly passed out. Later I went to Dr. Pelina, but she just said that it was a sequelae of my last injury, nothing serious, just a little lethargy.

In the evening I went to the cemetery to visit Donald and them, because this was the time last year, so the little girl in the sacrificial room left me flowers.

But in addition to them, I also went to visit three friends who had just left, and it was Kimura Nagari and them. We used to fight together, and it was sad that three more people left here.

When she came back, she happened to run into Qin Yue, and she came with Xu Ya. I haven't seen her for three months, she talked to me a lot, and tomorrow she will go to the UK with Shen Ji on a mission, and she told me to go to the airport the day after tomorrow to deliver wind chimes, hoping that she can be safe on this trip.

How to say it, over there, I'll go, even if she doesn't say it, I'll do it. I'm sorry for what happened to Kimura, but I know that no matter what I say or do, I can't make up for it. As the executive commissioner of the Prison Gate Project, the departure of the team members is a dereliction of duty.

Originally, he wanted to leave, but after Qin Yue left, he stayed alone in the cemetery for a while. During this time, I met a very strange boy, and he said a lot of strange things to me, although I was not impressed, but I should not be a bad person.

In the end, he handed me a folding knife, an alchemical weapon, and told me to be careful when I went to China. But I'm already in the middle of it, and I shouldn't be able to use the alchemy weapon he gave me in the short term.

When I got back to the dorm, I was already tired, so I took a shower and ate a sandwich and went straight to sleep. When I woke up, it was already the next morning, and the noise outside the window was probably the students who got up early to run.

Nothing happened on March 26, and at noon I had lunch brought by Alia and ran to the gymnasium. I had to send Qin Yue in the afternoon, so I advanced my three-hour exercise every day from the afternoon to noon.

The two lessons of "Analysis of Animal Habits" were held this morning. In the afternoon, there were two more classes of "Research on Modern Science and Technology of Magic", which were Professor Northman's classes, and I pushed them off, and he knew that I was going to send Qin Yue today, so he gave me special preferential treatment. After sending Qin Yue off, it was already evening, because there were still classes in the academy in the evening, so I went directly to the classroom.

Seriously, I was a little tired today, because I went back to the dormitory to make up for today's homework on "Magic Modern Science and Technology Research", and although Professor Northman asked me not to turn it in if I didn't have time, I finally insisted on finishing it.

A boring day......

On the morning of March 27th, I went to the airport to send wind chimes, and many people came to say goodbye, but the most eye-catching one was Principal Leon.

The principal wore a pure black suit that day, with a suit and collar, and he had a strong aura standing in the crowd, maybe he felt that he alone was not enough to arrange, so he pulled the entire department head over.

What a funny guy.

A week later, the notice came down, and the college sent me to China to receive a group of new students, which was left to Mars in previous years, but he had already gone to the UK with Shen Ji on a mission a while ago, and it happened that I had recovered from my injuries, so the college arranged this relatively easy task for me.

Two days later, the flight departed.

The next destination is Shanghai, China.

(End of chapter)