In the middle of the night, it was raining and silent, and a figure on the dark roof rolled and trembled in the rain.

The eyes are blue and black, the face is pale, the hair is wet by the rain and droops on the top of the head and on the sides of the cheeks, and the emaciated body looks even thinner under the wet clothes.

At her feet, there was a fried red panda with her legs spread out, her hands raised, her paws outstretched, and her head stretched forward and grinned.

Weighing nine pounds, I can't bear to tell the concubine that it is trying to intimidate and deter the enemy, not only is it not terrible, but even a little too cute.

A brother is dead, a dead red panda is a left and a right to hit Mr. Head.

I saw a red flame streak across the night sky, and the hair ball rushed towards the human head and face, and his right hand, which weighed nine catties, leaned forward.

Bang!

The blood mist was like a rope that dragged the body weighing nine catties and crashed into the rooftop wall, bouncing and falling, the sound of broken bones was blown away by the night wind, and the feeling of severe pain weighing nine catties had not yet dissipated, and he saw a hair ball flying towards him.

Bang, the red panda directly crashed into the stomach weighing nine pounds.

It meowed, weighed nine pounds and was desperate, and this was the third time it was hit by a red panda that night.

The drizzle kept falling, dripping down the eaves at the top of the roof staircase, forming a curtain of rain.

"I really don't have any ill will."

"Don't do that, I don't want to hurt you."

Weighing nine pounds and blinking his eyes, the rain went down his forehead, and it was forced to press on the wall by the blood mist into a large shape, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the restraints, and in his ears was Mr. Rentou's confession in a rather sincere tone.

Weighing nine catties, he tried to connect the floating human head in front of him, and it was useless to join forces with the red panda, let alone defeat, and even the other party couldn't touch a single hair.

I have to recognize the reality, the gap between her combat power and Mr. Rentou is comparable to the depth of the Mariara Trench, and she has been completely crushed.

She even sang the Requiem.

The result is –

Harvest Mr. Rentou's serious evaluation: "Not everyone is suitable for singing in public, I admire your courage." ”

There was even a hint of admiration and appreciation in his tone, but why did it sound so awkward.

It's horrible.

The muscles of the whole body are trembling, and every pore is contracted because of tension, and the horror of Mr. Human Head is not the destruction of the flesh of the target of the attack, but the suppression of consciousness by the blood mist.

Whether it is probing, perceiving, controlling, attacking, all the abilities that come from consciousness are invisible in front of Mr. Head, just like plasticine being played with in the palm of his hand, which can be rubbed flat and rounded at will.

The lack of self-control is the real scary part.

"I have no ill will."

Oh, Jiujin looked down at herself, the smell of blood in her mouth spread, the corners of her mouth skimmed downward, her bones were about to fall apart, and her head seemed to be repeatedly run over by a heavy truck, and the pain was numb.

Thankfully, she's dead.

"I believe in you."

Although this sounds incredible, but weighing nine pounds really believes that Mr. Rentou really has no malice at this moment, at least no murderous aura.

I don't know if he has 10,000 ways to make her disappear weighing nine pounds, but Mr. Rentou must have a way to make her die and come back to life in pain.

But he didn't really do anything offensive other than defensively.

Heavy nine pounds is the one who keeps attacking and is easily blocked back, although she doesn't want to admit it, but she is like a bear child who is vexatious in the classroom and is being taught a lesson.

"Thank you for your understanding." Mr. Head seemed relieved.

Heavy Jiujin rolled his eyes helplessly, "Put me down, I won't do it again." ”

Mr. Tou's tone revealed a hint of happiness, and the exposed muscles at the corners of his mouth tensed slightly as if smiling, "Your body and consciousness are too fragile to be injured again." ”

"Hmm." Weakly responded to a sound weighing nine pounds, the whole person was not very good, sat softly under the eaves, looked at the little milk baby who was still sleeping in the backpack, and then relaxed his body and leaned against the wall.

"What the hell do you want to do, why is there a blood mist around me, why does the blood mist weaken the spirit body, why do you want to follow me, what is your purpose?" Weighing nine pounds, a series of question marks were thrown.

"You must at least make these things clear, otherwise even if you can't beat me, you won't let you go out like this" Chongjiu thought for a while before thinking of a more accurate word, "Woe to the world." ”

Mr. Head floated silently in the rain for a long time, with a thoughtful expression, and then said, "Your request is reasonable. ”

"Okay, then you can start," the weight of nine pounds wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and leaned forward slightly to listen, "I'll listen." ”

Although her body was in pain, she knew that she was slowly recovering, and her body's self-healing ability was not bad, as long as she had enough energy to replenish her life points, she would be able to continue to be alive again.

"Say it." weighed nine pounds, waited for a long time, and Mr. Rentou did not speak.

"I'm sorry, I just need some time to think about how to translate into something you can understand."

"Don't worry, you think slowly." The waiting kung fu weighed nine pounds and turned out two pieces of barbecue meat prepared by the president in her backpack, although it was a little cold, she didn't mind at all, chewing slowly and swallowing one bite at a time, fully releasing the energy of the food so that it could be absorbed and digested perfectly and quickly.

The wound healed, the broken bones began to grow back, and the recovery of consciousness was very slow.

At this time, Mr. Rentou seemed to finally think clearly, "The blood mist is a part of my body, it can exist as my eyes, ears, mouth, nose, hands and feet, absorbing spiritual energy is an involuntary instinct, I need to eat, and I haven't adapted to leaving the mountain tree for a while." ”

In the labyrinth of tree holes, there is an endless supply of spiritual energy to Mr. Tou at all times, and he does not need to deliberately eat.

The remnants of the bloody grievances of the people and animals who died in the maze of tree holes became Mr. Chief's natural food.

Even if the tone is sincere, it still sounds like quibble.

But—

"I understand, I believe in you, I can help you, but you must promise me one condition." Weighing nine pounds, he raised his head and put down the meat in his mouth.

The index finger raised and pointed to the 'I'm super fierce' badge wrapped in blood mist, the dark red badge was on the front sheet, the little ghost's eyes were bloodshot and glowing, and red tears flowed down.

"You try to figure out it, it's scared to death by you."

This little poor bag was simply played badly, and the two lines of blood and tears did not stop.

"But I need a place to stay."

Such a powerful necromancer could not move freely from his corpse, and if he thought about it carefully, he could only attribute this to the particularity of the alien equipment such as the mountain tree after the mutation on the earth.

"I can offer you a way to move freely around me, but it will require your cooperation."

"Please let me know."

"Join my team." Weighing nine catties changed the heroic spirit who became a contract with her for a more euphemistic way.

Mr. Head agreed after making a request.

Heavy nine catties entered the apprentice Grim Reaper app again, and entered the main interface of personal information to view, and there were some small changes in her information.

Name: Weighing nine pounds

Gender: Female

Title: Mature leek seedlings (Trial Novice)

Skill: Not yet

Health Status:? (deceased)

Race before birth: Human

Consciousness Strength: 8 (Growable)

Vitality: 3 (10)

Immortals: 2 (2)

Replica: 1(1) is being upgraded

Features: Although it is the walking dead, it is not visible to the average person (please pay attention to your life force, when they drop to zero, the prosthesis will stop working)

Specialty:Everyday ghosts

Balance: 103333

There are two most noticeable changes, the skyrocketing number of psionic points, and then the number of heroic spirits.

The Death Guide reminded him, "Mr. Head is just your temporary Heroic Spirit, you have not formed a death contract with him, and he has the freedom to dissolve your relationship with you at any time." ”

Heavy Jiujin smiled and nodded, it doesn't matter, since you have already held hands, let's try to see if you can continue to walk.

In any case, this is the best solution for now, since you can't beat it, then convince the other party to join you, it's good.

There is also an additional to-do task in the list of outstanding tasks.

"Mr. Tou's Incomplete Memory Puzzle: Ralph Bode has lost some of his important memories, just like his incomplete corpse, you and I will piece him together"

Perhaps due to Mr. Tou's incomplete memory, the description of this mission is extremely simple, without any substantive clues or explanations of the degree of danger.

Thankfully, like Team Zhang's search for the missing person, there is no urgent time limit for this mission.

The quest is related to Mr. Tou's memories.

The name is in hand, if the other party is an earthling, everything is easy to do, just check it, even if the other party is an ancient person, there are always history books, wild history codexes and even rural legends can be used as clues, there will always be clues left, but the mission target is an alien.

I'm afraid it's not possible to investigate from the name.

I thought it was a step back for temporary patience, but I didn't expect it to be a day and night now, the red panda stared at the weight of nine catties with an incredible desperate look, and the hair exploded, human two-legged beast, you are a naked betrayal.

weighed nine pounds and was stared at by the red panda, so he picked it up with one hand and put it in his arms to comfort and explain, but he knew that he was snapped and scratched his paws.

The red panda refused to jump on the shoulders of nine pounds this time.

"It's scared of me."

Weighing nine pounds and swearing that this was not an illusion, she really heard a trace of grievance and regret in Mr. Rentou's tone.

"It's lovely."

The guess is right, Ralph Bode is a potential cat slave, although this cat is not a cat or even belongs to a family, but after all, they are all fluffy cuties.

I really hope that Mr. Rentou doesn't mean "it's cute, so cute that people want to eat it".

shook the goosebumps that were scared out of him, weighed nine pounds and carried the little milk baby on his back to open the door of the rooftop building.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, she saw a group of security personnel and doctors and nurses in white coats waiting for her, looking at her in unison.

What's the situation?

The dead guide reminded, "Chong, you are talking to yourself on the rooftop alone, and the appearance of jumping around is probably discovered and reported by eyewitnesses. ”

Weighing nine catties, she recalled that when others couldn't see Mr. Head and the red panda, she used to jump up and down on the rooftop and hit the wall, rounding up and down, similar to a madman.

What to do?

As soon as the eyes are closed, the legs are weak, and the dizziness is dizzy.

"Dizzy."

"What are you still doing in a daze, send it to the ward."

The weight of Jiujin who was carried on a stretcher was very worried that he would really be sent to the psychiatric department at the moment, and I heard that some seriously ill patients would be forced to be admitted to the hospital, which would not affect the results of the big exam, and it was over.

"Hey, why do you still have a child?"

"Oh my God, having a baby underage?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, this is certainly not her child."

“”

At this time, the doctors, nurses, and security guards who don't know the truth have already made up several social ethics crime dramas.

Weighing nine catties, his mind was spinning rapidly, and his already exhausted consciousness was even more extreme at this time, and he was really dizzy this time.

When I woke up again, I weighed nine pounds, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Nurse Luo Yiyan who was adjusting the infusion bottle.

"Good morning."

"Ugh." Luo Yiyan sighed, "It's half past four in the afternoon." ”

"Good afternoon, Sister Luo."

"How did you make such a big fuss last night?" Luo Yiyan lowered her head and looked at the door of the ward before anyone spoke, "There will be a psychiatric doctor to consult today, if it weren't for Team Zhang's rush over, it would have almost been recorded in the medical record." ”

"Did you know that this will affect your big exam results?" After Luo Yiyan finished speaking, she felt that it was inappropriate, shook her head, and said in a much softer tone, "Even if you pay attention to the big exam, don't put too much pressure on yourself, you are still young and not in a hurry." ”

It seems that Luo Yiyan thought that she was under too much pressure to study to get out of control and do all kinds of crazy behaviors on the rooftop, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with understanding it this way.

I looked left and right and didn't find the little milk baby, and I weighed nine pounds and asked a little nervously, "Sister Luo, did you see the child in my backpack?" ”

"I was taken away by a social worker brought by Team Zhang."

"Social worker?"

"Well, the social workers of Jingchu Social Welfare Institute, they will be responsible for finding a suitable adoptive family for the child, if you really can't find a suitable child, you will be properly taken care of in the welfare home, you don't have to worry."

"Oh." Since it was someone brought by Team Zhang, there should be no problem, so the task of Dukou Village was basically completed.

Weighing nine pounds, I also felt relieved.

She fainted in the ward all day, and her body had recovered.

She didn't know whether to say whether the body was strong or weak.

In the end, he was consulted by a psychiatrist, and after a series of examinations and psychological tests, the result of the consultation was naturally that the study pressure was too great, resulting in a temporary collapse out of control, and it was just an ordinary emotional release.

As for the roof of the building next door, I accidentally saw her jumping up and down, crawling around in the rain, constantly hitting and hitting the wall, it was interpreted as dancing in the rain.

I heard that the patient who quietly climbed to the top of the building in the middle of the night and smoked silently was taught a good lesson by his family.

I was embarrassed at the beginning of the weight nine pounds, but then I thought that maybe this could help the other party quit smoking, which is also a good thing.

"Don't underestimate emotional problems, pay attention to work and rest gatherings, and don't put too much pressure on yourself." The doctor told me again and again.

After weighing nine pounds and promising that he would follow the doctor's instructions, he was finally released, and the doctors who came back to the hospital this time seemed to have become enthusiastic.

It was already evening when I returned to the barbecue restaurant in Wan Chai Lane from the hospital, and I had just touched the doorknob when I heard the greeting from behind me, and my footsteps paused slightly.