The youthful (qíng) thread, with a gentle melancholy, with a faint sadness like a sharp lotus in early summer.

"But people always die." Ren Yuan laughed: "This is always unavoidable." ”

"But I'm still young, and I don't want to die like that." Qiu Limo stroked his flat lower abdomen, although it didn't look special, but he knew very well that under this soft skin, there were several terrifying (ròu) masses that people dared not look at directly.

"When I woke up, I thought about it a lot." Qiu Limo curled up (shēn) like a kitten, and said with a little tiredness, "I'm not an ordinary human now, am I?" ”

"Why? You can't see it from the outside. ”

"You can't just because you can't see it, these things don't exist." Qiu Limo smiled bitterly: "Isn't this self-deception." ”

"But you didn't know these things existed before, don't you live well?"

"But I know now..."

"Does it make a difference?"

"Isn't there a difference?"

"Is there a difference?" Ren Yuan said solemnly, "If I hadn't told you, what would you want to do next?" ”

"I think..."Qiu Limo was stunned for a moment, avoiding Ren Yuan's eyes and said, "I haven't thought about what I'm going to do..."

"If you're okay right now, but go out, let's just scare if we're hit by a car. Isn't this strange? Many people die every day. So isn't it worse for you than it is now? ”

"Or so to speak." Ren Yuan continued: "For you, what is life for? If to live is to live for you, then what is the difference between dying in a car accident or something else, or dying in your present (shēn) hidden danger? ”

Qiu Limo looked at Ren Yuan dumbfounded, stirred his poor little head, and said in a long way, "That normal person won't be like me, there are so many things in his stomach, right?" ”

"Did it bother you?"

"But... Can... But normal people don't heal their wounds so quickly, do they? ”

"Isn't that a good thing?" Ren Yuan smiled: "Don't you want to die?" Aren't you afraid of death? Isn't it a good thing that the wound heals quickly? ”

Instinctively, Qiu Limo felt that there was something wrong with this, but he didn't know how to refute it. When Ren Yuan said this, these weird (ròu) groups in the stomach, known as the heart seed, seemed to have become some rare benefit.

"Even if I think so," Qiu Limo paused, defending, "Do others think the same way?" ”

"What do you think?" Ren Yuan asked, "Do you mean to treat you as an ordinary person?" ”

"Hmm." Qiu Limo lowered his head and said, "He will definitely treat me as a monster..."

"Aren't you just going to tell them?" Ren Yuan smiled, "Just like I said at the beginning, from the outside, I can't see it?" ”

Excited, Qiu Limo blurted out

"And what if he already knew?"

"Oh?" Ren Yuan smiled evilly, "There aren't many people who already know?" Are you afraid that who knows? ”

Qiu Limo (qíng) knew that he was speechless, hurriedly covered his mouth and shook his head desperately to deny, "I'm just worried about this possibility, if others know, they will definitely see me as a monster..."

Under Ren Yuanman's gaze with a meaningful smile, Qiu Limo's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he stopped saying goodbye and closed his mouth as if he had given up on himself.

"Let me guess, who do you want to be seen as a monster?" Ren Yuan teased: "It's not me after all, right?" I was meant to be a monster. ”

“…”

"What about Meng Wei? No, if it were him, you wouldn't have bothered to escape, and it couldn't be Medusa, and it seems that you are not very close to her. ”

"Is that weaving? Or Jiang Ziwen? Both of them are beautiful. Ren Yuan patted the young man's shoulder and said with a wicked smile, "If you want me to say, both of these people have flaws." You can't be sloppy with this girlfriend, just looking at the face (shēn) material, that's not it..."

"Who said it was them?" Qiu Limo pushed Ren Yuan's hand away, and said angrily, "I said just if, if you meet..."

"Not them? Then the rest is..."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! The young man Huo Ran Qi (shēn) raised two slender arms comparable to a girl and struck Ren Yuan, with an angry look on his face.

"Okay, okay, I won't guess, I won't guess." Ren Yuan blocked the young man's weak punch with one hand, and the young man was tired and out of breath after just a few strokes. Although Ren Yuan's dissection yesterday (rì) did not remove the heart seed in the stomach of the autumn carp, he really cooked it well, including the slices, and greatly suppressed its life (xìng). Coupled with the fact that the boy did not eat much under the fear, his (shēn) body at this moment was weaker than ever.

"Looks like you've found a reason to live." Ren Yuan pinched the young man's pink fist, and said with a light smile, "Then with the fear of death, struggle down, for your own sake." ”

Qiu Limo, who withdrew his fist, retracted into the quilt sullenly, and muttered in a low voice, "It's not convincing to say it from your mouth..."

Ren Yuan lifted the other corner of the quilt, also lay down on the (chuáng), and said with a smile, "Then don't think about these things that you don't have, and sleep well." When I wake up tomorrow morning, it's a new life. ”

"Why are you lying down!" Qiu Limo hugged the quilt and exclaimed

"This is my (chuáng), where am I not sleeping here?" Ren Yuan laughed and said, "Don't worry, these three (chuáng) people are also lying down." ”

"Isn't there any room in this villa..."

"You can't stay here for a few days, is it because you can't clean another house? Besides, you just had surgery and disturbed the contents of your stomach, so it's better for you to stay with me (shēn) these days. ”

"Can't stay for a few days?"

"yes, don't you want to live here?"

"So where am I going to stay after that?" Qiu Limo then remembered that Yu Qian said that he would have to wait for Ren Yuan to make a decision on how to deal with it, and he suddenly became a little nervous. Now that he has no capital to negotiate with the other party, the young man is very worried that Ren Yuan will go back on his word and refuse to fulfill his previous promise.

"Don't you want to live in Yu Qian's house? I'm going to have someone fix it, and I estimate that in a week at most, you'll be able to move in. You're going to make do with me for the next few days. “

The sudden good news shocked Qiu Limo, and the young man asked in disbelief, "Really?" Do you really agree with me to go to Uncle Yu's house to live? ”

"Of course, what did I lie to you?" Ren Yuan blinked and said, "Didn't I promise you before, I will take care of your food, clothing, housing and transportation." Sleep well and recuperate, there is still a long way to go. ”

Feeling the (shēn) after the teenager was restless because of excitement, Ren Yuan, who closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, had a strange smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, and everything had successfully embarked on the established route as he wished.

"Weaving, you have to work hard, don't let me down..."

In the egg-shaped room, which is upside down on the floor, countless pipes of all sizes intertwine and finally assemble on the towering metal seat in the center of the room.

The steel throne in the center of the room is imbued with a postmodern metallic feel. Bright and dazzling alloy components are hooked and linked, and the giant egg, which looks like a monster, is cut open from the side, revealing a complex structure like a hatchling's internal organs, and intricate lines like capillaries.

Sitting on this delicate and magnificent egg seat is a mysterious man in a long robe, and the canopy buttoned on his head is wide and large, completely covering his face from below. The skin and skin were completely hidden in the heavy brown robe, except for the white hairs at the bottom of the robe.

Is

The hair sticking out of the bottom of the robe is not like ordinary white hair, revealing vicissitudes and decay. On the contrary, the color is crystal clear and dazzling, making it difficult to deduce from this hair what kind of person is sitting in the egg seat. In fact, even within the Zoroastrians, few people know his true face.

Sitting on the throne of eggs is none other than one of the three giants of the Zoroastrian branch of the Zoroastrian sect, the high priest - Yin. The egg-shaped metal throne under him (shēn) is a special device called the "Throne of Detachment". In addition to maintaining the high priest's energy intake and metabolism problems, it also has many other functions.

The people of the sect only know that the high priest Yin, one of the triumvirate, finally sat upright (rì) on the throne of the dirt, but they did not know when he sat on it and why he never left. Even the vast majority of the logarithmic congregation had never seen their high priest. Compared to Bishop Prometheus, the hidden sect is more mysterious and unpredictable.

Every time she came to meet her, Medusa would have the idea of rushing to the throne of defilement and tearing off the other's cloak. She really wanted to see what kind of existence it was that was hidden under the cloak and connected to countless large and small, transparent and translucent takeovers. Is it tall or short, fat or thin, or even a person, or an indescribable monster (ròu)?

But Medusa knew very well that it was not a rational act to collide with Yin no matter what. Not to mention that the Throne of Lizhi (shēn) is a battle fortress with both attack and defense, which can single-handedly eliminate the existence of the entire underground palace (diàn) of the sect, which is the most important reliance on which the Zoroastrian sect depends.

The Zoroastrian branch has been able to exist in the country of Z, which is regarded as an absolute (jìn) place by the major adventists, and it is not impossible to say that it is all due to the power of the hidden one. Including the hidden clothes made by Yin himself, it is also the only way to avoid Skynet when he goes out. Even Prometheus, as a bishop, never showed the slightest disrespect.

However, in Medusa's opinion, compared to the unfathomable Prometheus, the hidden is more fearful and jealous to her. If ten years ago, Ren Yuan and Wound Liunian, who destroyed the academic "Jialanfu Island", were an indelible dark page in Medusa's memory, then the night that she took herself away from the hidden Jialanfu Island brought her an eternal nightmare.

It was Yin who taught her everything about the Academy, and what she used was the methods of the Academy.

"Teacher." Medusa stood in front of the Throne of Dirt, bent down in greeting, and whispered, "I have some questions, and I hope to get answers from you." ”

The robe on the throne of the Dirt fluttered slightly, and a chaotic synthesized sound that did not distinguish between male and female, sounded slowly without feeling (qíng).

"What's the problem?"

Medusa, who was already familiar with the hidden speaking style, still showed a respectful look on her face, and said with the speed of the other party's speech

"I wonder, does God really exist?"

After a moment of silence, he replied slowly

"Why do you ask this question?"

"Charon has no rival to the body of a false god." Medusa stared at the bottom of the throne and said in a deep voice, "It's not that the strength and speed are inferior, but the collision of the godhead and the defeat to the latter." The body of the false god relied on the independent reality of self (shēn) to break through the reality of Charon. ”

"So what?" The chaotic voice sounded again, and no fluctuations could be heard

"Why, why would Charon, who was modeled after Godhead, lose to a thief who relied on lies and stole Godhead?" Medusa's tone became excited: "Charon should be perfect!" I can accept that it loses to the body of a false god in speed and power, but I can't accept that it is inferior to the godhead! ”

In the face of Medusa's questioning, she remained silent and did not give any response. Medusa looked up at the brown robe that covered the throne, and her eyes were already a little questioning. Seeing that Yin did not respond, Medusa asked further (bī).

"Teacher, I wonder if God doesn't exist at all!"