Although he has to admit that the world he was once familiar with has undergone drastic changes, and all the common sense and common sense he was once familiar with are no longer so applicable to the current environment, Song Xiaocheng still feels that Zeng's inference is a little too abrupt.

"How...... Based on the time she sleepwalked twice, she decided that it had something to do with it...... What it has to do with the moon? Don't you think that's a bit far-fetched?"

"Far-fetched, kid, the moon is the celestial body that has the greatest impact on the earth!" Zeng Yiyi said excitedly, not even caring that the egg yolk in the bread slice in his hand was flowing out.

Song Xiaocheng frowned, silently bearing the little old man's chatter and ridicule for his lack of basic astronomical knowledge, saying something that wasted his great talent or something, just using his teeth to pull a piece of overcooked bacon out of the omelette and bread slices and eat it.

The city of the dead in the early morning is still bustling with people, bustling and hurried, no different from the morning rush hour on weekdays - if there is any difference, it is probably that the city is in tatters, and the people on the streets are zombies.

When Zeng Yicheng finally gasped and stopped his mouth, and no longer continued to count Song Xiaocheng's "ignorant and uncivilized low-level cognitions", Song Xiaocheng had already chewed and slowly finished his breakfast.

"Hmm. So, do you have any good advice on this?" Song Xiaocheng asked calmly while sipping the bread crumbs and oil flowers on his fingers. He felt that he didn't need to worry too much about Mr. Zeng, there were many people who just liked to talk about it, but that didn't mean that he was really a bad person or a mean person. To some extent, Song Xiaocheng himself is such a person. Compared with this small character flaw, he felt that Mr. Zeng had more characteristics worthy of his silent endurance.

"My suggestion is to keep your mind open and read more!"

"No, I mean, do you have any thoughts on Lin Yu's matter?"

"Oh, well......" Zeng Yi pursed his lips in deep thought, letting a small piece of thin egg yolk stick to his curled lips, "I don't know. Truth be told, it's been a long time since I've been able to see through most people's minds. It's like ...... It's like a fear of facing the unknown. Sorry, I don't know how to fix this. ”

As he spoke, the little old man squinted his eyes and stared at his breakfast, and sighed with a declining expression:

"Well, it looks like I'm going to need to catch up on my astronomy lessons, too. ”

Just when the two were silent, a sharp electronic announcement suddenly sounded overhead:

"Alert! Intrusion detected! Lethal defenses will be activated!"

Song Xiaocheng stood up suddenly, but the crowd on the street in the distance was still passing by calmly and hurriedly, without the slightest sense of chaos.

"Bang ——!"

After a cannon fire, a bullet hit the ground at the gate of the courtyard in front of the hotel. An ice bomb exploded a large ice flower on the hard road, but Song Xiaocheng didn't see what the target of the automatic defense system was.

"Ceasefire! Katyusha, ceasefire!"

"Alright, old man, do whatever you want. The electronic announcer said in a stiff tone.

At this time, Lin Yu also ran out of the house, stood beside Song Xiaocheng, and asked what happened in a panic. Song Xiaocheng didn't care about her, just leaned over and saw a figure in the dissipating cold air. It was a little pug, staring straight at him with an embarrassed face.

"Braised stew?"

As soon as he said this, Song Xiaocheng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if two iron nails were inserted into his two temples, and suddenly his eyes were pitch black, and his hands and feet were unsteady.

"Ahhh

A thunderous voice roared in his head:

"Song Xiaocheng!!"

"Who...... Uhh

"Song Xiaocheng!, my slave!!," a voice whispered.

"No!!!, die, he's mine!, don't you want to find me!!," another voice roared in extreme irritation.

Song Xiaocheng's eyes were only in the boundless darkness, and he wanted to yell for the other party to get out, but when he opened his mouth, he could only let out a cry of pain. The sharp pain in his head made him almost unable to think, and to make matters worse, the pain began to spread throughout his body, his shoulders, arms, heart, abdomen, every part of his body.

"Ahhh

He was still screaming, trying to raise his right hand and spew out flames with Igni, but as soon as he exerted his strength, the palm of his right palm also began to ache violently, and the concentrated pain in his palm almost overwhelmed his headache, like an iron hook hooked through the back of his hand, and then pulled back hard. The whole palm of the hand is like a sponge, painful to twisted, painful to compressed.

The sensation spread further throughout his arm, and for a moment, he felt as if his right arm was completely non-existent, but seemingly endless. There seemed to be a tube that was connected to his own brain from the palm of his hand, and his brain was looking out through the tube and rattling with laughter.

"Ah~~~!"

"My slave...... My slave, open it, open it!" another voice whispered.

All vision is still immersed in darkness, but in Song Xiaocheng's mind, it seems that he is faintly looking out through the tube in his arm. He vaguely saw the marble floor of the hotel, a writhing dog tail, and several pairs of hurried feet......

Suddenly, the vision in the tube was gone, replaced by an eye, staring at him with swirling spiral-shaped pupils, as if confirming his presence. After a while, the spiral pupils moved away, and a thin and long octopus tentacle came out of the tube, stirring back and forth in Song Xiaocheng's right arm, trying to reach into his brain.

"No! get out!!" Song Xiaocheng shouted in confusion, shaking his arm vigorously. He felt what seemed to be saliva running down the corner of his mouth, and a voice that seemed to be Xiao Yu screamed and let go of his right hand, but it was immediately held down again.

"Xiao Yu...... Xiao Yu ......!"

The tentacles of the octopus were getting closer and closer to him, and when they were about to hook into his brain, a cloud of emerald green flames suddenly ignited.

"Stop, brute! he's mine!"

The octopus tentacles writhed in pain, making a sizzling sound, but still wanted to stiffen the hook at Song Xiaocheng's brain.

"Song Xiaocheng! cheer up!!"

Song Xiaocheng felt that he was slapped violently in the face, and a familiar voice said loudly.

Suddenly, he saw what he saw—

All pain is an illusion, an illusion. It was the head of the white elephant again, suspended in the endless darkness, waving thousands of tentacles, giggling, and floating swiftly into the darkness, leaving only a severed whisker still burning with emerald flames.

A slender tall figure carrying a long knife suddenly landed in front of Song Xiaocheng, it was Ah Fei. Song Xiaocheng wanted to greet her, but then he found that he couldn't speak at all, and his body was motionless.

Ah Fei first snorted, and stepped on the half of the tentacles that were still burning on the ground. Then he bent down again, pinched his chin with his long chopstick-like fingers, and put his smooth and strange face in front of Song Xiaocheng's face to observe left and right—although Song Xiaocheng couldn't figure out what she was using to observe. Ah Fei stepped back, and without hesitation, he used the long knife in his hand to slash at Song Xiaocheng obliquely, which made him shout......

"No!!"

Song Xiaocheng sat up in shock, and wanted to let Ah Fei not hurry to do it, he might be able to save it, but something fell from his forehead......

"Ouch, you're awake!Great-grandfather, he's awake!!"

Lin Yu put down his phone and jumped and shouted. Song Xiaocheng looked around suspiciously, and found that he was still in the lobby of the Western Hotel, in the sofa of the mental meeting. He was probably unconscious just now, and someone put a cold white towel over his forehead. Lin Yu seemed to be by his side all the time, and there was a puppy stewed on the coffee table.

Zeng Yi hurriedly put down the tool in his hand from a distance, and the prosthetic leg of his left arm quickly changed back to the shape of an arm, walked quickly to Song Xiaocheng's side, and nervously asked him how he felt. Lily, the zombie girl, also followed Teacher Zeng, waiting to listen to his orders.

It's weird......

It seems that Ganesa will not let go of himself so easily, Song Xiaocheng thought. Fortunately, Ah Fei is constantly helping herself, and she shows up in time every time to drive away Ganesha......

In fact, it can no longer be said that it appeared in time. The first time he saved him, Ganesha almost strangled him, and the second time he saved him, Ganesa had already held him in the palm of his hand. If the first two times arrived in time, then this time, in fact, Ah Fei was already late.

Without...... If it weren't for that emerald green flame, I'm afraid Ganesha would have succeeded. Although Song Xiaocheng didn't know what would happen if he was really hooked by his tentacles.

But who could it be? emerald flames...... It is clear that he is an enemy of Ganesha, but that does not mean that he is his ally.

"How's it going, Song Xiaocheng, how do you feel now?"

Lily touched Song Xiaocheng's cheek with the back of her hand, and then irradiated and tested it with some flashlights and other tools, and then whispered a few words to Teacher Zeng softly.

"Okay, I got it. You go get busy. With a false wave of her hand, Lily walked away.

Song Xiaocheng took a deep breath and felt that he didn't really have anything unusual, just a little groggy.

"I ...... What happened just now?"

"You suddenly fainted at the door, like a sheep's epilepsy. Lin Yu said softly, with a little worry in his voice.

Pumping like a sheep's horn. Song Xiaocheng thought in frustration that that scene must be very beautiful. Hopefully, there is no surveillance footage at the entrance of this place.

"I'm fine, nothing is wrong. Maybe it's just a little sleepy. Song Xiaocheng said, hoping that Zeng Yiqiao and Lin Yu would not pay too much attention to their own problems, after all, he still didn't want to involve other people in the matter of Ganesha, "What about the boiling? I seem to have seen him just now." ”

"I'm here. As he spoke, he climbed onto the sofa with his little short legs and stood next to Song Xiaocheng, "Are you really okay?"

"It's fine. Song Xiaocheng said affirmatively, "It's you, why are you here?"

"I'm looking for you. ”

"You're coming to me? what's wrong?"

"Huan Shao asked me to come to you and say that there is something very important and important. ”

Huan Lingyu said that it was very important, very important. The last time Huan Lingyu said that there was something very important, it was when he found a bag of dried oysters of unknown year and month in the depths of his closet, and asked Song Xiaocheng to eat the dried oyster stewed chicken he made. The last time Huan Lingyu said this, it was he who asked a beautiful girl to have dinner and asked Song Xiaocheng to go over to be a wingman; Therefore, when Huan Lingyu "said that there are very important things", Song Xiaocheng probably knew what he meant.

Song Xiaocheng sighed and rubbed his eyes with his index finger and thumb.

"It's important, it's important, isn't it? Okay, so he asked you to come to me?"

"Yes! Song Xiaocheng, it's a very important matter!" said with an urgent face, "Huan Shao said that I will take you back no matter what!"

"Dude, look. Song Xiaocheng spread his hands, thinking about how to get rid of this puppy, "I still have a lot of ...... here Things to do. Isn't that right? I promised to stay here for a few more days. ”

"Ah, no. Song Xiaocheng, if you have anything, please take care of yourself. Zeng said politely, and left the sofa area and returned to the work table.

"yes, yes......! You see, I still have to accompany my girlfriend. She doesn't want to go anywhere now. ”

"Song Xiaocheng!" Braised took a few steps next to him with a worried expression on his face, "It's really important, very important, very important!"

Song Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment and closed his eyes again.

"Xiaocheng, since it's so important, you can go with the boil. I'm fine. Lin Yu said softly, "Moreover, didn't you want to go to Huan Lingyu before?"

Song Xiaocheng sighed. Yes, but the question now is not whether to go to Huan Lingyu or not, but how to avoid his "very important, very important" troublesome situation.

"Okay...... Song Xiaocheng said helplessly, "I'll go with you." But can you talk about it tomorrow morning? I've just been in a coma, so let me get some sleep first?"