May 3, 10000 at 3:00 p.m.

A small mountain village.

Yuzhou looked at the empty house and remembered a few strange cars marked with the word Gulong on the road when he came over. Although he also guessed that the cars belonged to the laboratory, he didn't bother because it was none of his business.

I've searched for it, but there's no trace of mercy everywhere.

It seems that her lazy nature is estimated that she will not get up until noon, let alone go out. Even if she went to the streets to make a scene, those people who had always behaved in a low-key manner would definitely stay away from the market, and they would definitely not meet them.

Not to mention how much chance of encountering such a large place, he has been cultivating for 10,000 years, and he has only seen the difference between her lack of soul and the strange body material that makes her and a living person.

Because of this, Yuzhou once felt that he had recognized the wrong person.

Because the one he knew, she was a flesh-and-blood, cute and tsundere naughty ghost. When they first met, they didn't blush, and their hearts didn't beat and asked him if he wanted to be a tendon for her to live together.

And she was an ordinary person, so she was destined to disappear as the world reorganized.

Even though Yuzhou knew this clearly, he still didn't give up looking for her for tens of thousands of years.

Although it can be said that he is almost a person in appearance, his eyes and temperament are completely different.

A hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, stubborn and arrogant. It was familiar to him.

A timid and cautious, indifferent and inferior. It was a stranger to him.

But he felt that they were just one person, and that was just a side he had never seen before.

Those people's technology came relatively late, and it was only two hundred years from the industrial age to the science fiction age.

Although they were always suppressed by other countries in the first 400 years, they can now match those countries, which shows that their strength is not weak, and they will surely become a generation of powerful countries in this land in the future.

Although he didn't know the country's current level of science and technology, it was only two hundred years after all.

A friend of his, who has achieved some success in divination, has deduced the future fortune of this country called Guantian. It will take at least a few hundred years before they will break through to their level in terms of technology, the Kundalini.

With the current level of science and technology of those people, except for the special instrument used to test the blood, she has no abnormalities that can be seen by those people on the surface.

Even if you encounter it, you won't be caught, otherwise you will definitely be caught and studied with the nature of those people.

And he didn't feel the breath of pity in those cars.

So he didn't rush over so much, and when he saw them, he just quickened his pace, but he didn't want to be a step late. When I saw the cars, I thought they had just found the creature and went back, but now that I think about it, I regret it.

He shouldn't have believed it if he knew that the goods were so unreliable, and the daughter-in-law who was finally found was lost again.

After all, there is always a variable, no matter how small the odds.

And this variable seems to be related to mercy.

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May 4th

Two o'clock in the morning

Inside the hospital room of the Cologne laboratory

Drip...

Drip...

Drip...

The sound of an ECG monitor on a white wooden table was the only sound in the room.

Wearing a slightly loose dark gray short-sleeved shirt and black shorts, Minlian sat on the hospital bed, looking out the window with her eyes, as if she were one with the quiet night outside the window.

Her long black hair was scattered on her back and shoulders, and her skin, which was like rice paper, was set off with her calm temperament at the moment, like ink spreading out on rice paper, becoming a beautiful ink painting.

Snowflakes were held in her arms with their hands intertwined over their crossed legs, wearing black half-fingered tactical gloves.

The metal wall outside the window rises high, like a giant monster encircling the window. The lights of the patrolling lighthouse shone everywhere, just as the monster's greedy gaze swept everywhere, searching for its prey.

The windows of the room where Min Lian was were were open, the lights were off, the curtains were not closed, and a cold wind blew in from the outside.

Curiosity kills cats, she should be talking about her.

She wanted to be quiet and gather her thoughts. But because of the thought of some things, there is always an unbearable discomfort in my heart, and my originally expressionless face began to have waves. Even if there are no injuries on the body, there is no discomfort, but the pain at the moment is more uncomfortable than a thousand cuts.

Numerous scenes played out in Min Lian's mind: there were people who threw her notebook while laughing, scolded her, applied glue to her face, and spit on her......

and the cold eyes and indifferent words of others.

Why are you so ignorant?

Why are you so selfish?

Ha... Ha ha...

Her slightly hollow eyes gradually dissipated, and she lowered her head to hide her face in the darkness. With a sudden, he pulled the long knife in his arms from the scabbard, and the moonlight refracted through the silver-white blade that rested on Minglian's neck, onto her expressionless face.

I don't know what I thought, but my eyes gradually moistened. The cold, empty eyes gradually became stained with light. The face is smiling, and the mouth is a stubborn pursed mouth. His expression was desperate and sad, but he was trying his best to suppress it, but he still couldn't control the fall of his tears, and his body shook slightly.

- Ming, you have to live the life you want happily. You are the roc of the sky, with a proud skeleton soaring above the sky. Don't be imprisoned by the depths, believe that the world can't trap you. All you do is what you want to do, not for anyone, just for yourself.

Min Lian removed the snowflake from her neck and returned it to the sword bag, and took out a bottle of medicine from the pocket of her clothes, with the words sleeping pills printed on it. He poured out about a dozen pills and held them in his hand, threw them into his mouth with a smile and swallowed them, and threw the empty bottle into the trash.

Time passes little by little, and the medicine flows into the bloodstream with the beating of the heart, penetrating all parts of the body. Every beating of the heart is torture.

Listening to the sound of the heartbeat detector, the smile on her face has not changed, as if she already knew the outcome of the matter.

The medicine had no effect on her.

The smile on Min Lian's face was even bigger, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all. When she raised her head to look ahead, the fierceness in her eyes filled her eyes, bringing some confusion and trance. The smile on his face is also becoming more and more gloomy, and his expression is deep.

She laughs when she's happy, laughs when she's angry, laughs when she's sad, and laughs when she's helpless.

Make yourself happy, even if it's a lie, it's a consolation.

The moon was obscured by clouds, and the house was plunged into darkness. The girl sitting on the hospital bed in the room had a pair of huge black wings faintly behind her, and the shadow formed enveloped and surrounded her.

The two hands that were clutching gradually tightened and loosened, and he took a deep breath and spit it out.

When the moon appeared again and the moonlight entered the room, the huge wings in the previous darkness were long gone, and the smile on the hospital bed retracted and changed back to the indifferent look before.

The moment the moonlight shone in again, a little fierceness and madness flashed in Ming's eyes. But when the room lit up again, it changed back to that indifferent appearance, without any emotion, and nothing could be reflected in her eyes.

His eyes seemed to have changed, but he never looked like he had ever changed.

Min Lian woke up and was here.

She remembered that she was holding Xuehua until she fell unconscious, and she was still holding it when she woke up. It is estimated that he never let go at all when he was half dead, and he hugged it even more dead.

remembered that he didn't know whether he fainted or entered the fake death, and was shot by an unknown fierce uncle, and his head was bleeding on the spot.

Except for the one that seemed to be called the fishing gull, the conscience found that he had helped her up, and then he wanted to save her. The others all gathered around the fierce uncle.

But it's normal, but it's understandable. But that doesn't mean you'll be forgiven.

After all, she didn't know them, and she was still a little wary of her. It's strange to help someone you don't even like for no reason and ignore someone close to you.

She was almost killed there by a group of inexplicable people when she was only a teenager. Even if they knew that she was innocent, they would only feel a moment of emotion and guilt about it at most, and it was estimated that they would forget it soon.

The uncle probably had some reason for shooting her, otherwise she wouldn't have become that in an instant. But that doesn't change the fact that he shot her, and even if there is a reason, he should give her an apology.

But there was no need for that, and she didn't care much.

It's just that when I see that he cares so much, I don't know what it feels like in my heart.

It's not jealousy, it's not resentment, it's just that I feel uncomfortable.

There used to be so many people who cared about and protected her, but in the end, she was the only one left.

There were voices and footsteps coming from outside, and she looked back at the closed room door, where the light of a lamp came through the crack in the door, and the shadows of two people stopped in front of the door of the ward where she was for a moment before continuing on.

"That's her, right?" A woman's gentle voice, with a bit of pity.

"It was her, shot through the head. Although he is not dead, he is still in a coma. It seems to be called Lishan, but he is only in his teens. Another woman's voice replied.

The voices of the two men were very quiet, but Min Lian could hear them clearly because they were too quiet.

"It's also a blessing and a great fate. If she survives this time, I hope she will be safe in the future. The one who spoke softly replied.

"I heard that she didn't detect anything abnormal, just an ordinary little girl." The voice of the other man was a little surprised, and then he continued, "But how is this possible? Neither a cultivator, nor any special abilities, let alone those monsters, Wenzhi, how is this possible? ”

Fang Wenzhi didn't rush to answer, but was silent for a while and replied: "Qin Nan, the people above said that she has nothing abnormal, but there is nothing abnormal, so you don't have to talk about her with others." ”

"And," Fang Wenzhi said to her in a slightly serious tone. "People are girls, girls should be cherished, not talked about by others. If you wake up and hear people say this, you will be unhappy. ”

"Got it, got it." As he spoke, he took her hand, "When she wakes up, let's go buy some candy for her, it's time to go back to sleep at such a late hour." ”

The footsteps of the two men gradually walked away, and finally slowly disappeared.

It should be gone.

Sugar?

Although she doesn't like to eat much, it's not that she can't eat it.

And Min Lian is not in a hurry to leave.

You might even be able to meet some 'old acquaintances' here. If there is really no one alive, go and find the graves of those people, and if they find them, bring something with them to worship and worship.

Fumena ........ Let's look at fate.

Now Min Lian needs time to calm down alone.

All she could do was herself.

In the past, Fumo was really good to her, and the later ones didn't seem to be fake. But some things have changed after all, and she doesn't want to be sad because of something unnecessary.

In fact, she still regards Fumo as her sister and her relatives. So I want an explanation, even if it's a sorry sentence.

But Min Lian didn't know how to speak. Because you can't go back no matter what, maybe Fumo has already found out. Once they reach this mouth, it will be their last time to speak.

According to the current situation, it will only be a doomous end.

The author has something to say:

The next few are probably memories of Fumo and Ming, which are used to fill in the pit.

After the end of the memory, two or three chapters will pass, and the chapter that will be blurred will end, and it is also the beginning of the main drama.

The plot of the memories will not be very tense but it will not drag on either, mainly about the psychological changes of the characters.

There are also monastics and cultivators.

Monasticism just means that I am monastic, not that I am monastic.

There is no professional name for this, just looking for your own path to cultivate.

What does it mean exactly, that is, I am looking for my own path to cultivate, commonly known as cultivation. This way, just like people have a difference, there are various ways to die, but there will be the same, after all, there are so many people in the world.

Cultivation is spiritual and physical suffering.

If a cultivator is a cultivator, he only cultivates his own body, and only has physical suffering, but he can enter the so-called Tao and become awesome.

Although it is only one word missing, it is really a thousand miles away. We'll find out later.