The dark space was empty, flesh and bone foam floated everywhere, they slowly dispersed and then came to an abrupt end, time froze in a certain moment.

Bill could only see through the shadow eyeballs, and he felt even more strange.

"According to the Book of Shadows, the shadow and the truth have unity and identity, why is the body broken, but the shadow is still there?"

"Shhh

"Damn! my brains are torn apart, why hasn't the pain gone away?"

Pain surrounds the brain, anger continues, emotions change, shadows appear in the brain area, they emit black light, swelling and entanglement.

Countless droplets of black blood were suddenly sensed, deformed with emotion, from droplet-like to triangular shapes, and then rapidly contracted, changing disorderly in irregular geometric shapes.

"Can't be at peace after death?"

"I'm the only one here, and I'm the only one going to happen to me?"

"Why did things turn out like this, why me, why was the unlucky always me, who was behind the bad things?"

「......」

"I don't know, I didn't do it, I don't know anything, I don't know anything!!"

「...... If I'm innocent, then ........"

"Who the hell is that damn bedbug that should be turned to pieces!?

The flocculent suddenly became entangled like hemp rope, tied with countless dead knots, and bent and straightened!

The blood was expanding, and every drop of black blood was a seed of parasitic fury, drawing nourishment from the manic chaos and disorder, and countless spikes grew rapidly in all directions!

Hundreds of millions of drops of black blood swelled and expanded, filling the cage, and the black iron-like spikes were like thorns desperately thickening and elongating, overlapping and squeezing, and the shadows were swept into the hard and rough sea of black blood, which was ruthlessly crushed and fused.

“......！！”

"aaa——!!a

The black blood corroded the mind, impregnated the luminous flocculent with the most clumsy means, and the sound turned into a rock character continued to expand, and the wail spread wildly within the black blood, causing the cold blood to roll violently and vibrate.

The shell of the sea urchin is hard, and the inside is still a cold, soft pure black liquid.

A bubble rises from the dull flocculent, which reacts with a strong base like aluminum hydroxide, breaking down to form a new chemical substance, and finally completely dissolves in black blood......

The black blood was still expanding, and its volume was growing at a cubic rate, and it soon touched the false border, resisting the spherical black curtain that was as tight and hard as black steel, and the sharp bulge pushed into the black curtain, and the speed became faster and faster.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Bang bang.......

Syllable!!!

The spherical black curtain was broken by countless thorns, and the black clouds that shrouded the needle forest also exploded in an instant, and the monster wailed in pain, and the black smoke quickly fled, and the wail covered the entire forest.

The creatures of the forest shivered, and the crows flew from the top of the towering pine trees to the sky where the rain was waning, creating a magnificent spectacle.

The change also attracted the attention of the remaining police, who had not returned for a long time, and they were worried that the sheriff would encounter an accident.

In the needle forest, only one gas lamp was still on, and the black-blooded sea urchin, which was the same height as the pine, fell on the muddy grass, and it was as light as if there was no shadow of weight.

A beam of yellow light hit the giant black-blooded sea urchin, and the light passed through the sea urchin, reflecting a slender figure on the wet earth.

After seeing the light, the black blood suddenly deflated, like shriveled rubber balloons, sticking to countless fur, broken bones and flesh, and quickly shrinking inward.

The blood mass was concave and convex and twisted, and it quickly returned to human size, as if it was a curved high-level Rubik's cube made of plasticine, automatically adjusting its position and forming an adult male body.

The shadow is connected to the body, and the principle of unity is strictly followed, and the original form is restored.

......

The light rain was dripping, and he was lying naked in the mud, and the cold wind blew, and Bill shivered suddenly, and slowly opened his eyelids.

A feeling of dizziness hit, and his eyes focused on panic, and he sat up stiffly, looking at his surroundings, dazed.

"I ......"

"I'm not dead, how is that possible?"

"How did I get back, was everything that just happened a dream?"

Scratching his chin, he walked towards the sleeping policeman, and pulled off his black coat and put it on himself, he knew this kind of thing well.

The pitch-black dagger came out of his palm, Bill frowned slightly, and slashed his fingers, black blood came out of the wound, but it did not fall to the ground, and it hung on his fingertips.

As a result of the thoughts, the black blood quietly retracted into the body, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no trace.

Bill's eyes widened, and the shadow was at his feet, revealing strange features, feeling the flow of thoughts, and in the blink of an eye, he was in the position of looking up at himself again.

Trying to turn the perspective, the two shadow eyeballs easily popped out of the ground, and only then did he see the whole picture clearly, and his entire consciousness entered the shadow and became a shadow.

With his mind slipping back into his body and swallowing his saliva unconsciously, Bill can be sure that he has a new ability, and that this ability is of great value!

"That's not a dream. ”

"I—I've really changed ......"

Suddenly stopped talking to himself, and a voice came from a certain direction, and he listened with his ears, as if it were a group of people.

"Sheriff Shawey, are you there?"

"Sheriff Shawey, the rain is already light, where are you hiding from the rain?"

"Sheriff Shawey ......"

Sure enough, it was the left-behind police officers who came to look for Shawei, and Bill turned his head to sweep the ground, where Shawei was lying on the ground and sleeping, covered in filthy mud.

After a little thought, he picked up the dead branch and stabbed Sha Wei in the face, and Sha Wei spurred his lips, and his index and middle fingers suddenly made scissor hand shapes, smoking a cigar in his dream, and there was no sign of waking up at all.

Grabbing a handful of mud and casually smearing it on his face, he found a comfortable position to lie down, and Bill closed his eyes to make sure that he looked the same as the sleeping policeman......

Unbeknownst to the slumber Shawe, Brittus was in a great crisis, the flames of revolution were burning, the police chief was hurrying to the door of the House, and a war between the guards and the armed ranks of the citizens was on the verge of breaking out.

The interior of the House was crowded with a large number of citizens, and in front of the conference table in the oval ring, the upper class of noble councillors were beautifully dressed, wearing high-end calfskin gloves and top hats.

In the glass-filled chamber, the aristocratic councillors, who should have been in charge, could now sit in their chairs and listen to the representatives of the citizens, their faces different and full of anger and tension.

At some point, the rain began to lighten down, and the noise of a crowd could be heard outside the window, and the members of the lower council held their heads high and shouted their dissatisfaction with the existing government.

“...... We must open up the right to produce and operate special industries such as minerals and weapons, and only by allowing the market to participate in regulation can the economy develop in a healthy direction!"

"Taxation is a heavy shackle imposed on citizens by the outdated government, and the government must attach great importance to the cost of living of ordinary people, reduce heavy taxes, and fundamentally improve the national happiness index!"

"At the same time, I propose that the Chinese government should make public the details of fiscal revenues and expenditures to prevent some aristocratic officials from enriching their own pockets and diverting the people's hard-earned money for other purposes!"

"All people are created equal, and we shouldn't be treated unfairly......"

The middle-aged man who looked like a businessman was saliva, and he stood on the podium with a round belly to speak freely, and whenever he expressed his dissatisfaction passionately, there were countless warm applause from the audience.

Speaking of all the views, the middle-aged merchant did not forget to bow ninety degrees, and the presiding officer of the council stood next to him and asked the noble councillor if he agreed with the above views.

The upper-class aristocratic councillors, headed by the marquis and above, and the prime minister was sitting in the soft chairs under the stage, and they were holding the table with their fingers crossed, when suddenly a sentence of "I object" sounded from somewhere, drawing the echo of all the noble councillors.

"You have no right to oppose the amendment of the law!"

"This is the voice of all the Norman people, and the opposition is invalid!"

"That's right, the objection is invalid!"

Discontent immediately erupted among the citizens, and the excited crowd rushed into the infield, and the police formed a human wall hand in hand to confront the tremendous pressure.

"Quiet! quiet!"

The presiding officer of the council struck the table with a solid wooden hammer and made a thudding sound, and the council was in full swing from morning to late at night, but the atmosphere did not drop for a second.

"The note-taker, please take note of Mr. Barr's proposal, and now I invite the lawyer's representative to speak on the stage, and everyone applauds and welcomes it. ”

Cheers and shouts erupted from the crowd again, and there was no sound coming from the position of the upper noble councillor, and it was as quiet as a ghost area, and the young lawyer, who looked to be less than thirty years old, got up from the lower councillor and strode to the podium.

Mr. Barr met the young lawyer as he stepped down from the stage, and they nodded to each other, and the young lawyer took the podium, wearing a dark blue suit and blue and white polka dot tie, looking at the crowd below with a serious face.

"I'm not here today with a proposal, I just want to tell you a story. ”

"I hope you will listen to this story. ”

The young lawyer stood upright and spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic, and the noisy crowd grew quiet, except for the nobles who impatiently opened their carved pocket watches.

"It was the cold winter of 1730, and a farmer had brought chickens and eggs to the town to buy them, hoping to sell them to pay for his son's tuition. ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he set up his stall, he met His Excellency the Baron, who was the mayor of the town, and his relative, the head of the police station, and the director and the baron both liked to drink chicken soup. ”

When the director saw the farmer selling live chickens, he immediately handheld him, confiscated all the chickens and eggs to the government, and said that the farmer would be sentenced to a heavy sentence. ”

The family scraped together money and sent his son to the town police station, and by the time he arrived in the town, it was completely dark and the police station was filled with the smell of stewed chicken. ”

"The elder is holding a fat chicken leg in his hand, looking majestic and solemn, very domineering. ”

The peasant was handcuffed to the railing of the wall, covered in blood, lying motionless on the cold ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. ”

The son gave the money, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, so the police chief picked his teeth, accepted all the gold pounds, patted him on the head with oily hands and said: Little rabbit, you have to be a good person when you grow up!"

The young lawyer's originally calm voice unconsciously raised its volume and trembled slightly.

The story wasn't over yet, he took a deep breath and continued to tell.

"That night, the temperature was so cold that even my breath was frosty, I carried my father home, he never spoke, fell on the road, and couldn't get up for half a day. ”

"He touched my face and asked, 'Son, can you be admitted to a public school?'

"I said, 'Yes!'

He was silent for a long time, and then said one last word: study law. ”

"I said, 'Okay, study law!'" (1)

Note (1): This story draws on a deleted plot from "Forgive Me for Dumping Red Dust".