"Daddy!" In the fragmented image, the little boy looks at the man standing in front of him, shouting incessantly, the man's back obscuring the little boy's vision, obscuring the tall figure in front of the man and the ruthless pistol.

Bang bang bang! Blood splattered, and the man's body was driven by the impact of the bullet, and smashed into the little boy behind him, who fell in a pool of blood with the man.

This is the end of the picture, and the particular fragment fades away, as if that was all it had stored. The speed of the blue tornado's rotation gradually slowed down, and the blue face appeared on the surface of the tornado, which was exactly the same as the blue creature, but there was confusion and some confusion, as if he couldn't understand why this particular fragment was just such a brief picture.

Suddenly, a wisp of black silk appeared in the place where the fragments disappeared, like a wisp of green smoke, curling up, as if an invisible hand was pulling and drifting in the direction of the door, this scene once again aroused the curiosity of the blue tornado, and the blue face quickly sank into the tornado, spinning at a faster speed and rushing towards the curling black thread.

When it touched this wisp of black silk, the mutation suddenly darkened, and the darkness spread rapidly, like a huge black wing, covering this space, gloomy and cold. In the darkness, there seemed to be a pair of eyes slowly opening, indifferently looking at the blue tornado, and the blue tornado spun rapidly, as if it was still, and a frightened face appeared on it.

This mutation only happened for a moment, and the whole space returned to normal, without the huge black wings, without the cold eyes in the dark, as if everything before was just an illusion.

On the face of the blue tornado, there was confusion again, confusion, followed by anger, even more anger. This is the pride in the bones of higher beings, the innate superiority.

It spun at great speed, slammed into the invisible door, and poof! There was no invisible obstruction, no violent crashing sound, it was so natural, so easy, like passing through a thin layer of water mist, the blue tornado easily entered the world inside the door!

This ease made the blue tornado stunned for a moment, and then excitedly glanced at the space that had made him angry and mysterious before.

This space is completely different from the outside world, as if it is a library, and emotions such as happiness, excitement, and sadness are organized in an orderly manner, and each mood has its own place, and colorful fills this seemingly small space.

The blue creature is like the librarian here, walking to the bookshelf with happy writing, picking up the book marked happy at random, and reading it curiously.

"Chubby, hurry up! Why is it so slow? If it's too late, you won't be able to see the yellow-haired foreigners, and the clothes they wear are colorful, which is interesting. The little boy ran in front, and from time to time he loudly urged the little fat man behind him, who could barely see the figure.

"Brother Ye, you slow down, I don't know what Uncle Mu gives you to eat every day, you run faster than a rabbit." The little fat man desperately chased the little boy while complaining loudly, and the undulating folds of the waves trembled wildly on the little fat man's belly.

In the distance, four men with blond hair and colorful green shirts are walking from the entrance of the town along the river bank that crosses the town, with dark sunglasses covering most of the faces of the four people, their thick arms and calves exposed, still very white in the August sun, wearing wooden slippers under their feet, looking like tourists passing through this place.

"Brother Ye, what are they wearing? It's like the four King Kongs in cartoons, hahaha! The little fat man's immature laughter attracted the attention of the four people, and the white man who walked in front came to the little boy and the little fat man, and took out a slightly sweat-soaked note from his shorts pocket, which was crookedly written "No. 46 Tongyuan Lane" A few Chinese characters, the man grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said a certain flavor of Mandarin: "Children, do you know this address?" Take us and there will be a reward! ”

"I want your glasses!" The little fat man ignored the note, instead staring at the sunglasses on the white man's face with his eyes blazing.

The little boy recognized the words on it, and was stunned for a moment, and then gently pulled the little fat man next to him, because the address was the address of his house.

The little boy's subtle expression changes and movements, the white man saw it in his eyes, but his expression did not change in the slightest, and then he laughed, took off his sunglasses directly, and handed them to the little fat man, as the sunglasses were taken off, a pair of blue eyes like the sky appeared in front of the eyes of the two little boys. The little fat man's little hand, which was about to reach for his sunglasses, suddenly trembled and stopped in mid-air.

Because between those beautiful blue eyes, there was a terrible scar like a centipede.

How many times has the screen disappeared again? Blue Tornado doesn't remember how many times this is, because he is just a list of genetic factors of that Blue Katya, it does not have the thoughts and memories of a complete creature, but only instinct, a part of the instinct in each organism "curious".

Driven by the instinct of curiosity, he began to constantly rummage through all the pictures on the emotional shelf, but there were only happy emotions here, and most of these pictures were related to the little fat man, and finally the last emotion on the bookshelf was finished by it, but there was no picture it wanted.

So it ran to the next shelf, one bookcase after another, trying to find the picture behind those blue eyes, and it vaguely felt that the story behind it would be wonderful. But still nothing.

In the process of rummaging, it saw many images, all of which began from the perspective of a little boy, and in these pictures, it learned that the little boy's name was Makino, and this name was given by his father, Mu Changzhou, which means open-mindedness and broad vision. In fact, there is a deeper meaning, but Mu Changzhou didn't say it. There is also the little fat man, his name is "Xiao Xiao", but the strange thing is that every time Makino calls the little fat man Xiao Xiao, the little fat man is very angry: "Brother Ye, I said it, my name is chic, dashing chic, dashing sprinkle." This also made the blue tornado stunned for a long time. It doesn't understand, isn't it just a code name? As for caring so much? For example, me: "Kaka" is something that my parents take very casually. Hey? "Me? Kaka? Who is it? ”

The top of the blue tornado swayed from side to side a few times, continuing to rummage through the images it was looking for.

On these colorful bookshelves, there are also some pictures that make it curious, such as: Why did the little boy named Makino cry silently for countless nights, and asked in a low voice: "Mom?" Why don't I have a mom? The blue tornado can feel that the little boy's heart is full of sadness.

Why is the man called Dad always hiding a trace of regret in his eyes when he looks at Makino?

Why is Xiao Makino obviously very obedient and sensible, and only the little fat man plays with him?

Why do the neighbors' aunts reprimand the children whenever they see their children looking for Xiao Muye: "Don't play with him, it must not be a good thing to be able to play with the son of the nouveau riche." ”

But what is a "nouveau riche"?

At this moment, this list of extraterrestrial gene factors is messed up by these reasons.

The top of it swayed again, much more than the last. As if to throw these unknown whys out of its blue body.

Finally it calmed down, suppressing all the whys, and now it had only one goal, and the story after the first picture was its greatest curiosity.

But ......, when it was about to continue rummaging, it found that all the bookshelves had been rummaged through by it, and they were gone?

No, there's the last one, the black bookshelf that makes it feel, frightened, oppressed. A bookshelf filled with negative emotions such as hatred, sadness, hatred, etc.

It was a little afraid, but it tentatively leaned towards the black bookshelf, and it didn't seem to be anything, it separated a small blue tornado, driving the small tornado close to the black shelf, the little tornado looked very reluctant, lowered its head and didn't move, the big tornado rotated faster, as if reprimanding, and finally the small tornado slowly flew towards the black shelf.

Everything went well, the little tornado landed on the black bookshelf, nothing unusual happened, so the little tornado began to run and jump on it.

Seeing this, the blue tornado leaned forward again, but it was still a little uneasy, and separated a small tornado and flew towards the black bookshelf, resulting in two more blue elves on the black shelf, jumping and jumping.

Finally, the blue tornado let go of all its doubts and excitedly pounced on the bookshelf that scared it.

Rumble! The whole space is plunged into darkness again, this is real darkness, as if everything that steps into this darkness will be decayed and swallowed. However, this darkness made the blue tornado feel peaceful and tolerant.

What does it feel like? Indescribable!

The blue tornado felt its whirling body, slowly stopping, slowly decaying, and finally melting into the darkness.

In the process of decay, it finally saw the picture behind the blue eyes, and the little boy in the picture, even if it was a decayed and dissolved body, still felt fear, boundless fear!