But Jiang Futing knew that what Lu Changrong said was not wrong.

At this time, Li Shang was not the dean, he did not have the ability to cover the sky with one hand, killing a half-grown child, how to explain, how to collect the corpse to erase his suspicion, it was a very troublesome matter.

What's more, there is no benefit in killing him, even if you are Li Shang's person, it is not Li Shang himself who is injured, and he will not vent his anger in such an extreme way.

So what the hell is the mark on his neck?

Such exaggerated traces are obviously not as simple as ordinary abuse.

"And your neck?" Lu Chang spoke dryly.

Lu Changrong stared at him for a while, sighed as if frustrated, and then took two steps towards Lu Changku, and reached out to pull him in a friendly way: "Don't you know?" ”

"Know what?" Lu Changkut thought that he had finally finished pumping, so he propped up his body with his left hand and took his hand with his right hand.

It's just that the palm of his hand has just touched the temperature of his palm, and he didn't even have time to curl up and grab his fingers, Lu Changrong suddenly withdrew, and in Lu Changku's stunned gaze that fell again, he smiled and whispered mysteriously: "They have a very strange abuse habit, they are those monsters who eat children in the book." ”

"Bang!"

Falling back to the ground again, there was a familiar muffled sound in his ears, and Lu Changku only felt that his strands were about to shatter, and his brain was smashed into a pulp.

Completely lost the ability to think.

What monsters?

For a brief second, Lu Changkut thought that his younger brother should have been mentally stimulated, so he went crazy.

But only Jiang Futing knew that the monster in Lu Changrong's eyes began to be born.

So when did he become a knight?

Jiang Futing began to concentrate his mind, and the picture in front of him suddenly distorted, and began to shake, as if it was about to collapse anytime and anywhere.

His spiritual power has long been different from when he was forcibly shared two years ago, and Lu Changrong seems to have deliberately locked him in his memory, playing it bit by bit.

But he obviously doesn't have that much time now, and he can even feel that Bai Tang is playing the role of an old father again at this moment, holding him with a cold hand worriedly, protecting him and guarding against any accidents.

Just as he forcibly took the initiative of memory, all the patterns and sounds suddenly burst like countless glasses wrapped around him.

Countless pieces of glass and shards smashed into his head and face like a torrential rain.

The sharp debris rushed to his face, with Lu Changku's thick attack.

Jiang Futing was a little disdainful even to take a second look, he stayed where he was, indifferently watching these fragments smash on him.

It's just that before those fragments were close, the vast and old breath poured out from his spiritual power, like the sun, and in the blink of an eye, it was all over the place.

The attack that was still imposing before turned into soot and drifted away.

Jiang Futing didn't pursue much when he couldn't compete with him, and calmly regained his momentum, as if what he had just done was an illusion.

After completely occupying the initiative of memory, he watched the movie directly and kept accelerating.

However, Lu Changkut and Lu Changrong have had very little intersection since then, unless there is something that must be contacted, otherwise they will not talk much together.

Lu Changrong seems to have completely become another person, he was not good to everyone before, but he was good to his brother.

But now it's the other way around, he is with everyone, but not with his brother.

In the accelerated memory, Jiang Futing also noticed a detail, that is, Lu Changrong's sleep quality was not affected by that day, and he had nightmares every three days.

Several times Lu Changku could be woken up by his tossing and turning movements in the middle of the night, and seeing his sweating profusely and being caught in nightmares, he began to sweat anxiously and anxiously.

There were several times when Lu Changkun wanted to report this phenomenon to the teacher, but when he thought of the harsh and hurtful words Lu Changrong said that day, he couldn't report it.

Lu Changrong's words are ugly, but they are not unreasonable.

Tell the teacher, the teacher will only think that you are nosy, and if you don't do it, you will have an excuse to educate you.

- Sleep and dream, who doesn't dream.

But soon, Jiang Futing noticed Lu Changrong's strange appearance, and the picture that flashed rapidly in front of him suddenly came to an abrupt end.

A bolt of lightning swept through the night, lighting up almost the entire night sky, and a few seconds later the thunder of thunder and lightning crackled like a giant axe on the head, crackling and splitting the earth.

Jiang Futing didn't expect that the time when the memory was replayed, so coincidentally stuck on the thunder, and after thinking about it, he estimated that it must be a small trick secretly used by Lu Changkun to scare himself.

It's just that the result is going to disappoint him, and he is not scared.

Lu Changku, who was in his memory, was also shocked by this exaggerated thunder, and woke up suddenly.

Stimulated by the surge of adrenal glands, the moment he woke up, even his heart rate flew to the peak, and he gasped for breath, calming down the mental turmoil just now.

After a few seconds, his breathing was almost steady, except for his heartbeat, which was still pounding from side to side.

I don't know if it's because of the nightmare, or if the thunder is too scary.

After gasping violently, he suddenly felt a little thirsty again.

When he slowly raised his head and looked around for something, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

The dark room was filled with countless pieces of iron, and the children beside him were not all asleep, but many of them, like him, sat up and froze there in a daze after being frightened from their dreams.

From afar, they were stunned like lifeless rag dolls, silently staring at each other in the night.

Lu Changku was frightened by this strange picture, and his heartbeat, which had finally stabilized, accelerated again.

Wait a minute! What about Lu Changrong?

He thought of him inexplicably, and then stumbled off the iron under the gaze of all the awakened children.

Since the previous incident, Lu Changrong privately applied not to live with him, and as long as Lu Changrong was not a demon, the teacher would naturally respond to his worthless requests.

Lu Changkut quickly crossed several rows of closely related ones, almost from one end of the room to the other.

He didn't even have time to put on his shoes when he got down, and his bare feet stepped on a lot of fine stones and garbage, and some sharp small stones were directly embedded in him, but he didn't dare to stop.

The intense feeling between the twins kept ringing in his head, telling him that something was probably wrong!

Another bright flash of lightning flashed through the window, and then the rumbling sound that fell on my ears seemed to crush the sky.

Lu Changku's young body trembled fiercely, he hurried and finally ran to Lu Changrong's side.

But Lu Changrong, a person who has always been vigilant and sensitive, has taken off all his defenses at this moment

Prepare and fall asleep in peace.

Judging from his calm cheeks, it seems that there is no nightmare, but it is very sweet.

Lu Changkut subconsciously stretched out his trembling hand, he didn't know which way he was crazy, and the ghost sent the god to probe his snort first.

I found that there was still breath, but the breath was very light and shallow.

Only then did he put his heart back on the hanging, and by the way, he involuntarily spit on himself in his heart.

What do you think? Lu Changku, what are you pretending to be in your head all day long, he is lying here and sleeping, how can there be a problem!

Lu Chang grabbed his hair vigorously in order to comfort his fluctuating heart.

Then he shook Lu Changrong's shoulder, leaned against him and shrunk his body in order to feel a sense of security: "Wake up, it's thundering outside, I'm a little scared." ”

Lu Changrong probably didn't hear it, and still lay there motionless, like a dummy.

Lu Changku's brows furrowed slightly, and he shook his hand a little harder: "Changrong...... Evergreen ......"

The quiet and beautiful sleeping face made Lu Changku's shaking hands gradually cold.

He had some difficulty breathing for a while: "Lu Changrong! Lu Changrong! ”

The more and more rapid calls overlapped with the earth-shattering thunder outside, and a flash of blinding white light intertwined on his face.

"Lu Changrong!"

Many sleeping children around woke up with a loud roar, they more or less noticed that something was wrong here, and at the moment when the white light continued to cross, they invariably turned their heads to this side and looked intently.

Although Jiang Futing was in Lu Changku's memory, under so many explicit and serene gazes, his heart instinctively felt a little numb, and the lightning and thunder were like a huge gong and drum constantly stirring up his memory in his ears.

The materials and information he had read quickly flipped through in his mind in the original way, and finally stopped at a certain page.

That's the information I saw from Li Shang before.

When he was a child, Lu Changrong suddenly had a high fever one day, and the high fever did not heal for a long time, and then the Taoist priest who was full of fate suddenly passed by and came to the orphanage.

In other words, if you are lucky, in the memory of these two days, you will be able to see the Taoist priest who has been hiding behind them and pretending to be a ghost.

Jiang Futing returned his attention to the field of vision in front of him, he looked at this person lying quietly, and suddenly had an indescribable feeling.

I feel that Lu Changrong is not like an ordinary illness, but more like a lost soul.

It's just that he can't see anything from Lu Changku's perspective, and he doesn't dare to make a conclusion.

Lu Changku's call was already a little vibrato, and just when he reached out to probe Lu Changrong's face again, Lu Changrong stiffened his back, like a zombie, and sat up.

He gasped in fright and took a small step back.

At the same time, the children's faces were all intrigued by strange and oozing smiles.

Lu Changku's cold hairs stood up from his back to his heels, and Jiang Futing could clearly feel that his two calves were as soft as noodles, and he didn't have any strength at all.

His gaze slowly returned to Lu Changrong from the surroundings again.

Lu Changkut probably thought that either he was sleepwalking, or Lu Changrong was sleepwalking and scared everyone stupid.

He leaned out his hand uneasily, and at this moment, Lu Changrong in front of him suddenly moved, and with him slowly moving, there were also eyes focused from all directions.