As soon as Jiang You's words fell, Tang Butian felt a killing intent stabbed her neck, she stood up instantly, turned around, and the wooden knife was horizontal in front of her.

The knife-wielding right hand was still wearing disposable gloves, and the half-gnawed chicken leg fell to the ground.

Then, a ball of spider silk smashed into Jiang You's face.

At the same time, the killing intent disappeared.

Jiang You tore off the spider silk on his face, bent down to pick up the chicken legs, and threw them into the takeaway bag, his tone was a little helpless, "The mountain is indeed fried by me, but if I don't blow up the mountain, who knows how long it will take to get it done, wouldn't it be good for you to make up for it when you faint?" ”

Another cloud of spider silk smashed into his face.

"It's really hard to say at all," he sighed, turned his head, and shouted to the window lying on the side of the second floor: Jiang You tore it off again with difficulty, "How about getting you a Hot Wheels, don't you like it quite a day when you watch a movie," he pinched the spider silk ball into a circle in his hand, "Why don't we go to a micro-business to sell spider silk masks?" ”

Tang Butian sat down again.

Jiang You put aside the leftover skeleton called Hua Ji, and he complained to Tang Butian, "my old father's heart, it's not easy to be a single father, and a person has to pretend to be red and white." ”

Tang Butian lowered her head and took off her disposable gloves, the handle of the knife was stained with some oil, and she took a tissue to wipe it.

"Do you want to wash it?" Jiang You asked her.

"I have a question."

"What?"

Tang Butian turned her head, her eyes were clear as if they were filled with moonlight, "Demons from the outer realms, why do you have to come in?" ”

"There are also people who don't want to come in," Jiang You wiped his hands, "It's just that what you see is just that you want to come in." ”

Tang Butian pursed his lips.

"It's like a field, anyone who gets the admission qualification can come in to play, the owner has a lot of entertainment projects, maybe there are some prizes, and there are some rules, everyone who comes in has to abide by them," Jiang You looked at Tang Butian's eyes, "The people who come in to play may have different purposes, some are purely here to play, some are curious to come in to see, some are mistaken, some are coming for the prizes, of course, there are also those who come to smash the field, so the owner has to hire a few thugs to maintain order." ”

He chuckled suddenly, leaned in Tang Butian's direction, and asked, "What kind of guests do you think the owner of the venue likes the most?" ”

"Are you here to play?"

"I can't tell the story of dominating a street for three years and being invincible in the world for ten years, no one will invest money," Jiang You half lay down, "You have to keep people coming in, and the flowing water is beautiful." ”

"When you say master, do you mean the way of heaven?"

"Not necessarily, you see that my tenants, Liang Hao, have all begun to lead the project, but because of some unreasonable things, they died, and their parents sent the white-haired people to the black-haired people, and when they sent him to Tangjiang, they were a living person, and when they took him back, there was only a box of ashes left; Meng Xianyang was almost swallowed by the demon, and when he woke up without taking a breath, he was chased by work; There is also a female tenant, Dai Qi, a little girl, who works overtime every day, and is thrown out of the pot when something happens. They all felt that Tangjiang had something they could get, so they chose to stay here, some could get the prizes they wanted, some were not happy and left, and some lost their qualifications and were forced to leave. It's all the same, it's going to come early, and when the field hasn't been built yet, maybe you'll be begged to be a god. ”

"Are all beings ants?"

"Maybe."

Tang Butian turned his head to look in the direction of the pomegranate tree.

The bell-like flowers are densely dotted on the trees. After a long time, she said, "I'm not a thug. ”

"This is the time of man." Jiang You repeated what he had said countless times.

"What do you mean?"

"Tickets are sent out by humans."

"Speak human words."

"In the age of God, the door of this field was wide open, and the flowers and plants and small animals in the field were quite easy to become essences. And now, the doors are closed, and those who have been incorporated are not counted, just those who are locked out, if they want to come in, there should still be some loopholes that can be drilled, some have left some traces here, and some people remember how to summon them, and others, especially those who have come out, want to come in, and can only rely on some people with special constitutions to sense them, give them names and symbols, guide them to open the door through some rituals, and offer sacrifices. ”

"Do you know what happened thirty years ago?" Tang Butian asked.

"What's the matter?"

"You don't know?"

"I guess I'm sleeping, thirty years ago." The tone was calm with a hint of nonchalant laziness.

"What's wrong?" Jiang You asked.

"Thirty years ago, tens of thousands of demons in the outer void sacrificed themselves and gave birth to a demon that could freely shuttle between the world and the void," Tang Butian stared at Jiang You's expression, and she asked again, "Don't you know?" ”

Jiang You's tone and expression did not change, he said: "It's big outside, new insects are born and die all the time, one moment it is arrogant and all kinds of expansion, maybe the next moment, it will be swallowed by fatter predators." ”

Tang Butian looked at the wooden knife in her hand, and some quaint characters floated on the knife, which disappeared in an instant.

So she told Jiang You about the catastrophe thirty years ago that Zhong Zhangshi had told her.

Jiang You thought for a while, and he said, "The institute is going to move to the back mountain of Laojin Mountain. ”

"Why? What did Qingyang Daoist tell you? ”

"yes, he's not happy." Then Jiang You told Tang Butian the reasons listed by Qingyang Daoist.

"What do you think?"

Jiang You looked at the full moon in the middle of the night sky, "My words, I won't go against the research institute and Zhuang Zekun at this time." ”

Tang Butian thought for a while, "In the era of people, the meaning of my existence should also be given by myself." I'm not a thug, but the demon came in and broke my rules, and I'll break it up. ”

"That's good."

"I'm going back."

"Do you work on Mondays?"

"Go to school."

"You really didn't bring me any souvenirs?"

"Nope."

"You go, I'm hurt."

Tang Butian took two steps forward, she turned around, "This is called Huaji, which one is it?" ”

"I'll take a look," Jiang You picked up his mobile phone, flipped to the order, and after he read the name of the store, he shared it casually, "Send it to your WeChat, you can see if there is a chain store in your area." ”

"Thank you."

Jiang You watched Tang Butian walk to the courtyard gate, she opened the door and walked out slightly sideways.

As she walked out, she closed the door, and the corner of her skirt slipped through the crack in it.

Jiang You lay down and pressed all his body weight on the recliner.

Close your eyes.

The wind also fell silent.

Jiang Mo walked out of the store, and when Zhao Cai saw him, he buried his head in his body and coiled it into a circle on the edge of the pond.

Jiang You half-opened his eyes and watched Jiang Mo sit down on the recliner beside him.

He pulled out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, "Thirty years ago, it was that little friend of yours, right?" ”

The firelight flickered.

He took a puff of his cigarette, "It's a bit troublesome, you said that there was a change outside that day, do you mean this?" ”

Jiang Mo bent his feet, stepped on the recliner, and held his knees with both hands.

He said, "Go back." ”

Jiang You looked at him.

Jiang Mo met his gaze, "You sleep." That's it. ”

Smoke shrouded in the moonlight.

Jiang You raised his hand, and his index finger and thumb clasped in a circle, encircling the moon.

He looked at it for a long time, and then said, "Reluctantly." ”