"The old gods created Ahi and the post-humans, and after that, the old gods regretted it and created the devil with their own hands to correct this wrong history, and the new gods and the devil fell together in that battle, and the dome gate leading here was also destroyed, so the devils behind them couldn't get by, and the devils who are still roaming the world are just a bunch of stragglers." Fang Ye lobbied.

"You conspiracy theories have risen to the level of mythology." Anzeru began to resent this god.

"Actually, the new god Aki, like us, is a human being, a living being, as for the ancient gods, if you are willing to give a title to the energy that drives the operation of the universe, it is not an exaggeration to call it a god," Fang Ye lobbied, "It's like a book that defines ants as a special life form, each ant is an independent cell of this life form, and the entire ant colony makes up this huge life." ”

"Cut, then there are ants all over the earth, why doesn't it claim to be king?" Anzeru was dismissive.

"That's not what we're going to talk about today," Fang Yeyou asked, "Do you believe in the existence of gods?" ”

"I don't believe it." An Zeru didn't think about it, and went back directly.

"The devil doesn't believe in it either?"

"Don't believe it!"

"How do you explain that about your sister?" Fang Yeyou asked rhetorically.

An Zeru was speechless for a while, and paused before saying, "Don't you know that I'm mentally ill?" ”

Fang Yeyou glanced at his watch: "When the time comes, you can make a decision." ”

An Zeru, who was eloquent, suddenly quieted down, and seeing that she was silent for a long time, Fang Yeyou was ready to get up.

"Actually, my sister said that someone would come looking for me." An Zeru confessed.

This sentence made Fang Yeyou a little surprised, he understood why An Zeru was able to communicate with the spirit body, and also understood why she could know about the nurse's cat, these were the reasons why Treehouse needed her. But she could know in advance that someone would come looking for her, and this ability did overlap with the one lying in the treehouse group.

"Why?" Fang Ye asked.

An Zeru lowered her head and didn't speak, looking like a student who had made a mistake and was taught by the head teacher.

"It seems that you are preparing to leave by yourself," Fang Yeyou got up, ready to leave, "If you want to go by yourself, just leave early, someone will come to you later, they are really a bunch of perverted uncles." ”

An Zeru grabbed the corner of Fang Yeyou's clothes: "I'll go with you." ”

"What, I haven't heard enough of the story or are you afraid of those perverted uncles?"

An Zeru's eyes were sincere: "Because you are the only one who gives me a choice." ”

"Thank you," Fang Yeyou was very relieved and patted An Zeru's head, "Let's go, let's go to the dean to settle the bill." ”

Fang Yeyou was pulled again, and he looked back at An Zeru, who looked aggrieved: "Do you still need to clean up?" We're running out of time, and I don't want to fight with the perverts today. ”

"No, the dean treats me badly, I don't want you to give him money." An Zeru flattened his mouth.

Fang Yeyou smiled, thinking that this little girl still held a grudge: "Okay, keep the money to repair the car." After speaking, he moved to the bars and looked outside, "Discharge from the hospital in your way, satisfied?" ”

An Zeru was puzzled, turned his head to look at Fang Yeyou, and flicked his long double ponytails around. This kind of old-fashioned iron window, with three iron vertical rods in the middle, has a small gap, and it is impossible to drill out no matter how you look at it.

Fang Yeyou held the two vertical poles, "Prepare to escape, little friend," he said lightly, and then folded his arms into his arms, pulling the entire window sill out of the wall! The wall debris above fell like an avalanche, his neat trench coat was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the carved glass window in the windowsill in his hand swayed like an open book cover, "Bah, the old house just can't be trusted." ”

At this time, Fang Yeyou was very much like a repairman who called from a small advertisement on a telephone pole. According to Pete's words, this is to say the most cowardly, do the most awesome thing!!

An Zeru was dumbfounded.

The dean sat on the bench in the hall of the inpatient department, shivering, although it was already summer, but the morning in the mountains was indeed a little cold, and he regretted that he had not gone upstairs to get a coat just now.

However, his private hospital is not used to being scattered, and there are no nurses on night duty. At this point, the doctors and nurses haven't gone to work yet, he doesn't sit here, what if he is slipped by those two people? After all, the hospitalization deposit given by An Zeru's parents has not really been used up, and that big money doesn't seem to know about it yet, if you don't take advantage of this time to knock him off, how can there be a chance in the future? An Zeru, the plague god, it's better to go out early. If she hadn't bought so many small gifts for her, she would have decided to tell him about him and the widow in the village, whether she was talking nonsense or not, anyway, after the cat eating man, everyone would believe her words.

"Hello? Hurry up, go to work, don't care what time it is, let you go to work in advance and still have opinions? The dean called the head nurse and muttered, "Who's picking up people is coming early in the morning to rush to the funeral." ”

The dean suddenly heard a dull sound, and he looked at the long corridor behind, where An Zeru's ward was at the end of the corridor: "You don't have to be so ruthless in beating children." He had forgotten that the rooms here were all very well insulated, and that the sound of pulling the windows out of the wall should have been loud······

The dean sneered and turned his head, fiddling with the box of Cohiba in his hand. He pinched one, and his heart was full of joy, it was really like what was said on the Internet, "the feel is balanced, and it feels full of power in his hand." People are in good spirits on happy occasions, not to mention double happiness, he feels as if he is suddenly not so cold, and even the few hairs on his head are full of strength.

Two figures dangled in the dean's peripheral vision, and the dean raised his head and squinted his eyes in the direction of the parking lot. In the distance, I saw a "chimney" with a long-legged girl, and a long white smoke floated behind the "chimney". The two ponytails fluttering up and down on the long-legged girl's head look familiar, whose unlucky child gets up so early and runs here to get fragrant? It's still such a big root incense.

It wasn't until they got into the red Porsche 911 that the dean chuckled in his heart, and the cigar he was holding in his hand instantly lost his strength, and he threw the whole box of cigars onto the bench, scolding and rushing out of the parking lot, and one slipper went down to his foot and neck because he was too strong.

The Porsche engine roared, reversed out of the garage smoothly, and ran away from the flower bed with a puff of smoke.

The security guard at the gate of the hospital is holding a water cup and squatting by the ditch next to the security room to brush his teeth. He recognized from a distance that it was the VIP Porsche who was driving just now, so he grabbed the toothbrush in his hand, took out the remote control from his pocket and opened the electric retractable door, and the Porsche drove out without hindrance.

The security guard's mouth was full of foam, but he still did not forget to use his most sincere smile to salute the popular Porsche and watch it go away. This is the quality that a cultured, idealistic, and pursuing security guard should have.

The dean lost half his life, and finally chased him to the gate, he held the security guard with one hand, bent over and gasping for breath, unable to speak for a while. The Porsche was gone, and the dean was sweating profusely, pointing in the direction of the road and crying without tears.

The security guard was touched by the dean's affection for the VIPs, and he comforted: "Dean, you must say goodbye to you in the end. The dean waved up, and his big mouth was on the security guard's face: "Send your mother!" ”

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An Zeru fell asleep, her breathing was light, her long legs were folded, and her feet were resting on the dashboard of the Porsche.

Thinking that she was squatting in the corner of the ward before dawn, waiting for the nurse to open the door in the morning, she rushed out in a hurry. This girl is really heartless, she doesn't care if she is abandoned by her parents, and she doesn't pack up anything after escaping from the mental hospital where she has been staying for so long, and she even forgets to wear her shoes.

Fang Yeyou really likes this child's personality and has strong adaptability. Unlike most middle school students, who have never experienced anything, they like to post sentences such as "The sky was high, the wind was clear, and I was happy from head to toe that year."

Fang Yeyou opened the canopy so that the wind could blow the ash off his body, and the white wall ash stretched in the wind, looking like a Porsche was smoking.

The sun is already high and a busy day has started in the city, with cars dropping their windows from time to time to take pictures of Porsche. It's not that Porsche is rare, it's just that they haven't seen a "chimney" in the driver's seat.

Fang Yeyou didn't care, he rested his left elbow on the window edge, holding the steering wheel with one hand. Since becoming the general manager of the business department, he has rarely gone out on tasks in person. On weekdays, he has to hold his image and lead the group of salesmen who "lick blood with knives" under his hands. It's been a long time since I've played with a child like today.

An Zeru rubbed her eyes, and after a two-hour drive, she could be considered awake.

"Sister?" An Zeru was still immersed in the dream just now.

"Have you ever seen a sister with a long beard?" Fang Yeyou asked, "Go to breakfast first or go buy shoes first?" ”

"Cut," An Zeru found the middle-aged man on her left hand, she turned her head, "Sister is beautiful." ”

"Dreaming of your sister?" Fang Ye asked.

"yes."

"What did my sister say again?" Fang Ye asked.

"I won't tell you," An Zeru lost her temper, "where are you going to take me?" ”

"Go back to the company, it's in the neighboring city, and when the time comes, we will arrange a position for you, our company's welfare is not bad," Fang Ye said, "Or you just look at the gate, our doorman is also a young lady, you will like it." ”

"Child labor is illegal." An Zeru resisted.

"If you don't pay you, you won't be hired," Fang Yeyou quipped, "You're not too young." ”

The red light blocked the traffic and the Porsche slowly stopped in front of the stop line. An Zeru was about to go back, but Fang Yeyou came directly sideways and pulled the co-pilot's seat belt to help her buckle it.

"Put your legs down, if you still want to." Fang Yeyou's expression was serious and he ordered. An Zeru was shocked by the sudden change in the aura of this middle-aged uncle, and obediently took his legs back from the dashboard.