Rent inside the house.

After just a moment of stalemate, Zhou Jiajie felt that he could no longer stand, his legs trembled like chaff, and he knelt on the ground with a pop, but his back was still firmly hugged by Bao Jie and snuggled tightly.

A cold breath in his ears was exhaling, making half of his face stiff, and crawling to the marble coffee table with a kneeling forward posture, Zhou Jiajie stretched out his hand and grabbed his mobile phone.

His fingers were also trembling badly, and it took a long time to light up the phone screen, open the interface for making calls, and search tremblingly, and soon found a contact with the words "Old Immortal".

After making an outgoing call, press the speakerphone key.

At this moment, there was a sudden wet feeling in my ears, a slippery and greasy thing, sliding under the earlobe, as if ...... It's the tongue licking.

This feeling of fear almost made Zhou Jiajie faint instantly, his body trembled violently, his head was dizzy for a few seconds, and he couldn't feel the existence of his body.

Only the greasy stuff that slipped down his earlobe still squirmed, making him frightened, helpless, and unable to hide.

The phone was connected, and a middle-aged man's voice came out, "Hey, son, I'm in a meeting......"

The man's voice was kind, and he couldn't tell that he was half harsh.

"Dad, Dad, help me! Save me! Zhou Jiajie desperately squeezed these words out of his throat, "I need ...... The Soul Destroyer ......"

"Ahh

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was taken aback, and "fed" a few times one after another, but he couldn't get Zhou Jiajie's answer again.

At this time, Zhou Jiajie was paralyzed next to the coffee table, motionless and unconscious.

Beside him, Bao Jie, who was dressed in gray pajamas, licked his ears, withdrew his tongue, and then lay silently beside Zhou Jiajie.

She lay straight on all fours, her hair spreading on the ground like a black dahlia.

Then, Bao Jie slowly turned her head, her eyes widened, and she stared at Zhou Jiajie, who was lying on the same level as herself, without blinking.

It is conceivable that when this guy woke up, he turned his head and saw such a pair of eyes staring at him closely, and he didn't know what kind of terrifying feeling it would be.

……

Go back on the bus.

Yan Junze sat in the middle seat of the bus. Zhou Dali and Shang Cuicui sat in the double seat at the back, and Shang Cuicui snuggled up to Zhou Dali, who seemed to be a little tired and had fallen asleep.

Zhou Dali turned his head to look out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Junze also looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, and his mind was blank.

For what happened to Zhou Jiajie now, he deserves it, and Yan Junze has no sympathy for him.

In this world, whether it is love or hate, it is nothing more than because you can't let go. Only when you really let go of it can you really spare yourself.

Alas!

Sighing softly from his heart, Yan Junze retracted his gaze and looked at the ground in the car, a faint shadow reflected by himself.

When his figure appeared in the moonlight, another weirdness that he couldn't let go of Yan Junze would also appear.

Fang Ning's love is another obsession, she has no special object, she just wants to have the person who walked with her to fulfill her initial promise.

Thinking of the comparison between Fang Ning and Bao Jie, Yan Junze came up with a strange idea, if he found a certain space-time crack again, he would start a big flashback, go back to before Bao Jie committed suicide, and save her, all this could change.

It's just that the time when Bao Jie committed suicide was very unfortunate, he happened to be in Mojia Village at that time, dealing with many high-level weirdos.

It's easy to just go around, but at that time, Yan Junze started many rollbacks that even he couldn't count.

Every rollback is a change of fate.

If you go back to stop Bao Jie from committing suicide, I don't know what the changes in Mojia Village will become, the timeline is too complicated, Yan Junze can't imagine it.

After sitting and thinking for a moment, the feeling of numbness in my right hand came again.

This is the second time he's had this tingling, the first time was when he went back to school yesterday.

Yan Junze looked down, the numb index finger and middle finger of his right hand had not changed, but for a few seconds, he suddenly didn't feel it, he reached out and pinched the tips of his fingers.

The tingling sensation quickly disappeared, and it was normal to clench his fist.

It can't be something wrong with your body, right?

Yan Junze felt a little strange, could it be that the last time he was in Mojia Village, the power of the half-spirit was used too hard, and he hollowed out somewhere in his body?

After entering the city, when transferring at the bus stop, Zhou Dali said goodbye to Yan Junze.

Because it was not a taste in their hearts, the two of them didn't have time to get together again to catch up, after today's events, Zhou Dali just wanted to go back and hug the pillow, uh, or Shang Cuicui to sleep, and didn't want to think about anything else.

However, he had a new understanding of Yan Junze, not to mention that Yan Junze had grown up so fast, not only did he enter the spirit slayer team, but even his words actually had weight among the spirit slayers of the entire Heavenly Alliance.

Not only was Zhou Dali impressed by him, but even Shang Cuicui was excited to be able to use Zhou Dali to climb Yan Junze, a friend.

On the way back, this woman has been recommending a few of her good girlfriends to Zhou Dali, and asked Zhou Dali to match, when they and Yan Junze meet, if Yan Junze can see one, he will be the matchmaker.

But Zhou Dali stuffed her back with a word: "Don't you remember?" Last time, Xiao Junjun said that he doesn't like the feeling of looking up, you say, which of your girlfriends is lower than you, they are all long legs. ”

"This weirdo?" Shang Cuicui stuck out her tongue.

Yan Junze returned to Tianmeng University of Science and Technology.

The following days were finally a lot more leisurely, and the classes in the university continued, during which he would make a phone call for his parents who were far away in Suncheon City for a while.

From his parents, Yan Junze learned that the Fenghua community has indeed been very peaceful recently, and there has been almost no weirdness.

He refocused on the understanding and research of the strange magnetic field, but during this period, the fingers of his right hand still felt numb from time to time, and even Yan Junze went to the physical examination center of Tianmeng University of Science and Technology for this reason.

After checking the body of the instrument there, there was nothing wrong with the body, except that some of the instruments with electronic magnetic fields had some data abnormalities when testing him.

This was expected by Yan Junze, after all, he had the power of a half-spirit in his body, and he also had some control over some strange magnetic fields, which affected the normal operation of the instrument, which was indeed normal.

Two weeks passed quickly.

During this period, Yan Junze's fingers were numb five times, but each time he only needed to pinch it with his other hand, it would soon return to normal.

The physical examination report was also out, and there was no abnormality.

For this matter, Yan Junze even asked Zhang Xiaomo if there was a spirit killer in this situation.

Zhang Xiaomo's answer was no, and she was afraid that she knew little, so she took the initiative to check a lot of information for him, but she didn't have this symptom.

In the past few days, Wang Tao, the captain of the security team of Tianmeng University of Science and Technology, brought a large number of snacks and books to Yan Junze's dormitory 411 every day.

shouted at Yan Junze, and came over to chat with Yan Junze every night before leaving.

He Bishou got the most benefits, whether it was these snacks or books that were obviously mostly comic books, just a few days later, he said to Yan Junze, "Junze, what might the Wang team have to do with you?" I think he's not bad, so you can help him. Whatever is of use to me, you may command. ”

"You kid." Yan Junze smiled, "As the saying goes, if a person has too many hobbies, these hobbies will become his weaknesses. That's true! It's clear that you've been captured by the King. ”

He Fatzi touched the back of his head and said with a smile, "Anyway, we are in school." It's better for a security captain to ask for you than for you. So, if you can, you can help, at least you'll have to stay here for a few more years. ”

"That's right." Huahua sat on the top bunk, with two white and tender feet dangling back and forth, "The fat man is right, I support him this time." With your ability, a request like the King's team is not a matter of effort. Help him, our dormitory will be much better in the future, such as free spot checks, electric stoves, and fat people's big milk mom comics that are not suitable for children will not be confiscated. ”

He Fatzi's old face turned red and muttered, "If you have the ability, don't borrow my "Perverted Mask". ”

Huahua looked embarrassed and laughed.

"What is 'Psychopathic Masquerade'?" Yan Junze looked like a layman.

"Most of the superhero series that comes out of Yingri." He Fatzi explained, "The story of a lewd otaku who only needs to be covered by underwear and become a muscular man with a fruit body in seconds is also known as "Underwear Man". ”

Yan Junze "......"

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