When Nocturnal Moon woke up again, it was already a week later in the afternoon, and the sharp pain stimulated his cranial nerves, and the darkness in front of him made him panic and touch his eyes

- A thick layer of gauze tied in front of his eyes. He suddenly remembered everything that day, and the hands that the man had finally stretched out to him with a sneer......

"Ahhhh

Nightwalking Moon clung to the futon and screamed in a frustration.

The girl heard his cry and immediately ran into his room, anxiously asking, "What's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? Show me! ”

The girl just stretched out her hand to the night moon, trying to diagnose his condition, but he pushed her to the ground.

"Go away! Who are you?! Leave me alone! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? As a doctor, how can I ignore you? Tell me to see it. ”

As she spoke, the girl stood up again and walked in front of the night moon, but he roared loudly, "It doesn't matter to you whether I live or die!" I'm already like this, you might as well just let me die! Death is true liberation! ”

The girl's eyebrows furrowed, and a slap was slapped on the face of Night Walker.

"It's easy to die, but it's hard to live! If your brother is still around, do you think he will want you to follow him like this, or live well in this world? What he wants to see must be your happiness. ”

"I'm like this, what happiness is there......"

Nocturnal Moon held on to the futon firmly, looking extremely sad.

The girl was about to say something, but there was a knock at the door.

She quickly came to the door, opened it gently, and saw a middle-aged man in his forties with a sturdy figure, about one meter and eighty, and a slight beard, standing in front of her.

The girl looked the middle-aged man up and down—the man was wearing a black uniform of exquisite workmanship and expensiveness, and the embroidery on the collar and cuffs of the uniform was judged by the material alone, which should be made of the finest silver thread of the Red Sleeve Country.

On the man's chest was a cat's head badge representing the hunter's identity, which looked a little dull, and there were faint dark red spots sticking to it, which should be traces of blood clotting.

He also had a silver pistol on his left and right, with many scratches on it, and it was clearly used regularly.

She still remembers that when she was a child, her grandfather had told her that since a meteorite hit nine hundred years ago, a profession called hunter was born in this world, and for them ordinary people, although they didn't know what this hunter did, they could still vaguely feel that something had changed in this world.

Thinking of this, the girl couldn't help but ask the middle-aged man: "I think you look very healthy, you didn't come here to see a doctor, right?" ”

The middle-aged man looked down at the girl, and without explaining his origin to her, he pushed her aside and walked straight into her room.

"I said you, how can you break into other people's houses casually!"

The girl followed behind the middle-aged man, and although she tried to stop him several times, he still found the room of the night walking moon.

He slowly walked towards Nightwalker, who heard his footsteps and shouted nervously, "Who is it?!" ”

The middle-aged man carefully looked at the night walking moon, and then asked, "Have you met someone who looks exactly like you?" ”

"How do you know?! Who are you?! ”

"Judging by your reaction, it looks like it's him." The middle-aged man held his chin in one hand and looked thoughtful.

"Who the hell is he?! Where is he?! You make it clear for me! ”

Night Xingyue was excited and rolled out of bed directly.

"He's a shapeshifter, one of the oldest and most brutal aliens......"

The middle-aged man was just halfway through his words when the girl hurriedly ran in front of the night moon.

"Don't be fooled by him, he's a hunter and looks dangerous!"

"Hunter? Is it the hunter with the cat's head badge? ”

Nocturnal Moon vaguely remembered that when she was a child, her mother had told him that their father was also a hunter.

The girl looked at the nocturnal moon in disbelief, she didn't expect that the nocturnal moon also knew about hunters.

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, he pushed the girl away, squatted in front of the night moon, and muttered to himself: "It looks really similar, is this a coincidence, or is it the arrangement of fate?" ”

"What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, I'm just wondering if I want to take you as an apprentice and let you go down the same path as me?"

"Follow you, can I find the shapeshifter?" Nightwalk asked earnestly.

"I don't know if I can find him, but I can get clues about him."

Night Xingyue was silent for two or three seconds, and just wanted to answer, but was stopped by the girl.

"Do you know what a hunter does? You just went with him? ”

"What the yellow-haired girl said also makes some sense, I'm not in a hurry, I'll give you three days to think about it. If you really want to come with me after three days, come to the bar at 11 Waterfront City with this. ”

The middle-aged man laughed and flew a black clown card next to the night moon.

"Wait a minute! I don't know your name yet? ”

"Me? My name is Sean. Chopin's Shaw, Grace's Grace. ”

Sean left the words and quietly left Dr. Bogood's room.

"Don't listen to that Sean's demagoguery, you don't see him dressed in black, with two guns on his left and right, with a fierce and vicious look, and his badge is still covered with blood, he doesn't look like a good person......"

The girl tried her best to persuade Ye Xingyue, but he didn't seem to listen to the girl's persuasion at all, but tried to stand up with all his might.

"You're like this, you should lie in bed and rest, why are you still forcing yourself?" The girl held the night moon.

"Enough, you don't have to worry about my business, I want to go back, you stop me again, be careful that I am not polite to you." Nightwalking Moon was obviously a little annoyed, and he shook off the girl's hand holding him.

"Okay, okay, I don't care about you. But you're alone, how do you go back? You're the way you are, and you can't see with your eyes. Shall I get you a wheelchair and push you there? The girl said tentatively taking a step back.

Night Walker hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

The girl happily pushed a wheelchair over, gently lifted him to it, covered him with a blanket, and pushed him towards the path up the mountain.

After about half an hour, they finally came to the hut on the top of the hill.

The girl glanced sadly at the tombstone in the garden, her face full of apologies.

"I'm sorry, you were in a coma all the time, and I buried your brother in this garden without your consent."

"You don't need to apologize, you've done a good job, he's always loved the garden in front of the cabin, and he'll be happy to be buried here." Night Xingyue said and squeezed the handle of the wheelchair hard.

The girl looked at his back sadly, and in his back she read the loneliness of loneliness.