The old man in the laboratory was still carefully observing the data beating on the big screen, and there were faint black shadows swaying in the two special cultivation tanks behind the screen. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

One inside was a stout man, who looked almost exactly the same as Ye Que in appearance, only taller. The other one had no shape at all, just suspended in the tank like a large mass of slime, occasionally shaking and stretching out, but still without any shape.

The data on the big screen shook suddenly, and then disappeared, and a middle-aged man in a suit appeared on the screen.

"Dr. Ke, long time no see." The middle-aged man didn't smile, and his straight face showed a lofty momentum, "I've heard it all, my test subject seems to be in your hands, if you don't mind, please return him to me." There is no denying in the unmistakable tone

"Mind me, of course mind, it's my precious test subject." The old man laughed and didn't lift his head all night.

"Don't forget, I'm the top person here, and you're just a researcher sent by headquarters. If you refuse, I don't mind taking a trip in person, don't forget who you are. The man said, his brows almost furrowed together.

"I didn't say no, but it's not in my hands." The old man still didn't look up, and kept making comparisons on his computer.

"Hmph, am I so foolish?" The middle-aged man was a little angry, and his voice was muffled.

"Do you think I need to fool you? They have escaped from here. The old man glanced at the big screen, "To be exact, he escaped forty minutes ago." After speaking, the curvature of his eyes bent even more.

"Good, good... Hearing this, the middle-aged man almost gritted his teeth angrily, and after snorting coldly, the figure on the big screen immediately disappeared.

The old man held the few gray beards on his chin, "I don't understand your intentions, I really know you too well, in this case, let's start the game." After speaking, regardless of the continued beating of the data, he clicked a few times everywhere on the computer, and the two cultivation tanks were opened at the same time, and the green mucus was put clean in a short period of time, revealing the original objects inside, a man very similar to Ye Que and a slimy lump of minced meat that didn't know what.

The old man walked over, looked at it very casually, and shook his head gently, "The transformation seems to be successful, but after all, it is a ripening and has fatal shortcomings, fortunately, not too many samples were wasted." Now that it's out, let's see the effect first。。。。。 ”

The hazy moon was in the sky, and I didn't know how long I had been walking, Xiang Lan was almost physically exhausted, and the girl fell asleep on the back of the night.

I can't go on any longer, I don't know how far away it is from the Kunos branch, Xiang Lan can't walk anymore, and at the end of the day, the physical strength is seriously depleted, even if he moves one more step, he will do his best.

You need to rest, otherwise you will be exhausted before you are chased by Kunos,

I don't know if it's a road idiot who committed it again, which led to the long way, and now the night is leading everyone to stand in front of the somewhat dilapidated hut.

The ball stretched out his head and looked in, there is no doubt that this is a farmhouse in a small village, but how did the night lack lead the way to bring everyone here, or someone else's house, it seems that this is the rhythm of going in.

Without warning, Ye Que took the lead in pushing the door and walked in, Xiang Lan and Qiu glanced at each other curiously and followed closely.

Very spacious house, the interior is very simple, but there is no trace of popularity, I haven't lived in it for a long time, not only old but also a little dilapidated.

"Will you spend the night here tonight?" Qiu and Xiang Lan walked over in the dark, but found Ye Que standing in a daze in front of an offering table, with two photos clearly placed on it.

"Who is this?" As he spoke, the ball reached out to find the photo frame placed on the table, but was slapped down by Ye Que.

Gasping and stroking the sore spot on the back of his hand, the ball looked at Ye Que with some grievances, but he could see that it was indeed Ye Que staring at his eyes full of anger.

Leaned closer to take a closer look, imprinted the two kind faces in the photo in his eyes, Xiang Lan covered his mouth violently, pointed at Ye Que and kept muttering, "This is not it, it is not 。。。。。 ”

Ye Que did not affirm or deny, leaving only the three words "maybe", and turned around and entered the back room with the girl with her head down.

"Mo is not your parents." Xiang Lan, who covered his small mouth, looked at the back of Ye Que and said softly.

"Uncle, aunt?" The ball that was almost screaming was grabbed by Xiang Lan, "This is his ancestral home." One sentence quieted the ball, "That's the parents who are missing the night... ”

In the dark room, the two figures stood quietly for a while, bowing deeply to the photo in tacit understanding。。。。。。

Ye Que gently placed the girl on the bed, there was nothing, only a few simple planks, the so-called bed, at least better than lying directly on the ground, the other party was just a young girl.

The girl slept soundly, maybe sleepy, maybe tired, no matter where, at least she slept soundly, and there were no signs of illness. Ye Que really wanted to give the potion to the girl, he hoped that the girl would be well, because such a disease is an invisible bomb anytime and anywhere, maybe it will suddenly explode one day, maybe in the next second.

But he didn't want to, he didn't completely and completely treat me, and he might detonate the hidden bomb in advance, and he couldn't afford it, and he didn't want to gamble.

After carefully storing the potion, Ye Que sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, staring numbly at the ground under his feet, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, but Ye Que was very engrossed.

After a long time, I got up and flipped out the group photo, and the figure on it seemed to have magical power, and sucked the night gap deeply.

Xiang Lan outside the door was only standing against the wall, and from the beginning of pushing the door slightly, he found something strange inside, and the extremely vigilant night lack actually didn't react to his arrival, which was unexpected. In a haze, I saw that Ye Que was silently distracted with a photo, and the soft shout he had just prepared was forcefully suppressed, but he gently took the old wooden door and leaned against the wall。。。。。。

The night was quiet, with a gentle breeze blowing, but in this dilapidated village, the beautiful dream became desolate and miserable.

The small sound of Suo Suo is like the night wind stirring dead leaves, and it is like a nocturnal animal preparing for life.

Ye Que, who was guarding the wooden bed and bowing his head in a daze, opened his eyes very vigilantly, without alarming Xiang Lan and the girl who were lying on the bed in Kazuki.

Quietly got up and opened the door, and quietly entered the hall.

In such lightness, it still alarmed the ball guarding the gate.

It's very strange, after many days of cruel torture, the ball that should be haggard has no sleepiness at all, and it seems that some excess energy has been arranged for a vigil, compared to the physique of the ball, such a task should not be difficult to do, who told him to jump up and down in a few rooms when Xiang Lan's mother and daughter have already entered the dream, and occasionally quietly come over to disturb the night lack of closed eyes and recuperate.

"What, what's the situation?" The ball jumped up and almost roared, immediately realizing the environment he was in, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Always be vigilant when being chased, maybe too much torture has made the ball lose the vigilance of the original selection, or maybe he is already nervous and completely relies on the lack of night.

If that were the case, the conceding vigil was indeed a mistake.

Ye Que stretched out his finger and made a shushing gesture at his mouth, and the ball quickly nodded in agreement.

Pressing his eyes against the crack of the door and looking out, he could only see the hazy night through the moonlight.

A figure staggered slowly towards his small courtyard, with his rich experience, it was not difficult for Ye Que to tell that this was a woman.

The ball did the same, sticking its head against the wooden door, squinting and glancing out.

The figure in the moonlight is getting closer and closer, and it is getting clearer and clearer, Ye Que knows, and she calls herself the aunt of Ye Que, who is the woman who took Ye Que to her parents' grave.

"Hey, this is weird, why is it late, and there are still village names wandering outside." The ball pressed its head against the wooden door, its eyes almost squeezing out of the cracks. For this dilapidated village, Qiu also expressed helplessness, he had never seen such a dilapidated village in country H, and it was extremely desolate.

"Hey, hey, you see, I'm still holding a child, really, I don't let the child rest well, and I'm still running around so late." While talking, he couldn't stop patting the night gap beside him.

After looking at it for a while, the ball took his head off the wooden door and reached for the deadbolt to open it.

The movement of the ball was stopped by Ye Que, and when it was a little inexplicable, it was grabbed by Ye Que and re-attached to the wooden door, and his eyes were on the crack of the door.

The ball was subjected to this violent act, and some were unhappy to "let go, let go." Dancing and struggling indiscriminately, it was hard to break free from the shackles, and then he pointed at the night with some annoyance, "You want to pinch me to death, someone else brought a child over, they must know you, come so late, they must have something to do with you, you don't open the door when you see it at night, and you are still waiting for others to knock." "Yes, Ye Que is quite familiar with the environment here, and there are no symptoms of road blindness at all, as far as his road dementia symptoms are concerned, he should have lived here for a long time. Xiang Lan didn't say

Is this the ancestral home of the night shortage? There is nothing suspicious that acquaintances are still living here, and besides, when the four of them entered the village, they were seen by several village names, and it is understandable that they came over to reminisce about the past.

But I forgot the most important point, that someone dragged the child to someone else's house in the middle of the night to catch up.

Just as the ball was venting his anger in anger, Ye Que reached out again and grabbed his head, and pressed his head against the wooden door again。。。。。