Chapter 61: Stubborn Old Man
It was another half bowl of beef, and it shook its head unsatisfactorily, staring at Jiang Yu'er, as if it wanted her to get some.
But it's a pity that Jiang Yu'er is not too accustomed to it, and the meat in the bowl is gone, so she eats bibimbap with soup, and looks at the somewhat depressed black crow while eating, hmm...... It's time to give this little guy a name, you can't keep calling a crow and a crow.
The black crow was stared at by Jiang Yu'er's creepy bones, and some protested and screamed, Jiang Yu'er knew that his eyes were too hot, touched his nose, and said the first sentence to the black crow embarrassedly, "I'll give you a name." â
This was the first communication between a man and a bird, and the crow had obviously understood human speech, but he ignored it and began to fly around the house.
Flew for a while, and then demonstratively stopped opposite Jiang Yu'er, under the white cold light, the big beak emitted a metallic luster, Jiang Yu'er squinted with satisfaction, just between the electric light and flint, the black crow was like a black line, "swish" flew over, his head drilled into the goblet, tasted a sip of red wine, smacked his lips and flew back.
It stood on the bookshelf, seemed to be reminiscent, some people shook their heads like humans, Jiang Yu'er did not dislike the black crow to drink, picked up the goblet and took a sip, "I've been thinking about it for a long time, you have an excellent temperament, domineering side leakage, how about naming you Ultraman?" In the future, the two of us will specialize in fighting monsters! â
Black Crow, if you can't speak to Ultraman, what right do you have to object? Still, it's clearly a little excited that it has its own codename.
That's right, the code name, in the head of the black crow, human beings have a code name of their own, and now he is also a demon beast with a code name, and it seems to feel good. (Not necessarily if it knows how casual the name is............)
During the three-month retreat, the black crow has been upgraded to a third-order demon beast, but Jiang Yu'er did not enter the foundation as expected, I don't know if it is a great loss of vitality for Lou Huan or a lack of an opportunity, stuck in the great consummation of qi training, and there is no more progress in meditating and cultivating every day, knowing that this is a bottleneck, just like the last epiphany, he will attract qi into the body, and practice and practice, not only to cultivate, but also to act, but also to think, to understand.
Originally, Jiang Yu'er planned to retreat for another half a month, and then go out of the customs to get her grandparents to go to City B regardless of the pit and abduction, but now the retreat is useless, so she has to end it early.
In the morning, Jiang Yu'er called her grandmother, saying that she was back for lunch, and then took the black crow quietly down the sewer, found some specialties from the Qiankun bracelet, and then walked around the neighborhood, carrying large bags and small bags back to the Jinlong community.
In three months, my grandfather's legs have completely recovered, my grandmother's health is much better, her waist is not in place, even her hair is a lot darker, and the most important thing is that her eyes are no longer cloudy, and there is life inside.
Looks like I've been having a good time lately.
Lou Lao saw the big bags and small bags of Jiang Yu'er, so he hurriedly greeted her, took a few bags on the left, and patted her back, "It's all my own family, why spend all this unjust money?" How was this business trip? Has the vaccine been developed? â
Jiang Yu'er didn't want to spoil the scenery at this warm moment, but since her grandfather said it, she spared no effort to instill brainwashing, "Hey, it's failed again, the people above have given up all the evacuation, let's go quickly." â
Grandpa's hand on his shoulder suddenly clenched, and some rabbits and foxes said sadly, "Then what about these people who are in the dark?" Don't even have the right to know? â
Jiang Yu'er saw that his grandfather was really sad, and he was very sad and angry, for fear that he would not be able to think of talking about it, this is a top secret that only the upper class knows, I am afraid that it will be controlled before it spreads, and ZF will also give you a psychotic nonsense, others will treat it as a joke, and I don't know how I disappeared.
The person who posted on the Internet some time ago has never appeared again, which situation, who can say?
There is white and there is black.
Black and white are the difference between a line, and when the water is clear, there are no fish.
A long time ago, there was a movie called 2012 that realistically revealed the answer: only human elites can get on the ship, ordinary people can only die in despair, and the dawn after the end belongs to ordinary ordinary people.
"Grandpa, don't go out and talk nonsense, I heard that everyone who leaked secrets has been leaked by this." Jiang Yu'er made a gesture of wiping his neck with his hand, and also intimately matched the sound of "card rubbing".
Grandpa's clenched hand loosened, let go, Jiang Yu'er knew that there was a battle between heaven and man in his mind, and the silence made him figure it out for himself, and it took a long time before he said quietly, "If everyone is silent, it's not fair!" There must be those who are not afraid of death. â
Jiang Yu'er laughed mockingly, "Poof...... It's always been unfair in this world, but it's useful not to be afraid of death? It's just throwing pebbles into the pond. â
"Someone has to lose it, and Jingwei can still reclaim the sea."
"That person is not you, you will expose me if you say it! Besides, it's too late, what should come will always come, and it will even disrupt the social order, anyway, it's the end of the world, why do you still obey the law, burn, kill and rob, rape A adultery A kidnap A plunder, there are many people who do a big shot before they die, everything has two sides, this is a catastrophe for human beings, no one can stop it, one more day of peace, one more day of life. "There is a Grandpa Mary Su, who wants to save the world regardless of the form, and he is so tired, he is really a legendary teammate who sends points! o(âĨīšâĨ)o
"That's it......" Grandpa is not obsessed with this topic, but he is a little interested, this kind of people who believe in serving the people, the concept formation is not an overnight achievement, outsiders feel that there is a hole in the brain, and they like to harm themselves and others, so it can only be said that people have their own aspirations and pursuits.
If there are fewer people in this world, there will be fewer people.
There are always people who ignore it, and there are people who wave their flags and shout.
It's just that under the unstoppable torture of the apocalypse, living is the truth.
When people die, the lights go out, and everything is empty.
It's not right, there is also the possibility of becoming a zombie, without a heart and soul, not entering reincarnation, not going to hell, wandering in the world, waiting for humans to be killed, completely wiped out, or through devouring and promotion, to obtain another kind of rebirth, in the master's strange tales they are called: demon seed!
This world is a Shura purgatory.
Jiang Yu'er was preparing to leave after leaving the customs, plus the two elders were brainwashed every day, and he knew that he was moved by emotion and reason, anyway, the reason was not the same every day.
Lou Huan and his uncle came over a few days ago, saying that they were visiting their grandparents and grandparents, and they didn't say a word about the things that were kicked out, and they didn't say when they would let the second elder move back again, but they just left one million in the spring breeze and said that they would provide for their old age.
Uncle is now dressed as a social elite, Cheng Liang in a suit and leather shoes, his hair is also combed into a big back, which mosquito can't get up when it falls, and he has two jade rings on his left hand, and the rings have no trace of variegation, like the best imperial green, and he is holding two jade balls in his right hand, rolling back and forth.
The former malaise was swept away, and the head was raised and the chest was very high, and the indescribable ambition was satisfied.
And Lou Huan recovered very thoroughly in just three months, full of energy, and faintly windy when he walked, but Yintang was a little black, and it seemed that he had hooked up with the machine spirit in the mustard seed space.