According to ancient myths and legends, human beings were fabricated by Nuwa from earth and water, and had wisdom that was different from that of other creatures. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Stories are all based on reality, and I think myths are not unreasonable. People are like dolls made of clay, water is like human life, if there is no water in the soil, it will collapse due to too much dryness, and turn back into the soil.

It was as if it had collapsed from being too "dry" in front of me. The human body has limits, and if you are too reluctant, it will backfire.

I followed the passage in the basement and walked to the surface. As the light source migrated, it was dark again, and it may not be long before this place would be in ruins, and the basement would be filled in, and no one would ever know that the shadow that once shrouded in K Dali was originally living in the basement full of oil paintings.

Ahead was the exit of the passage, I sighed, and was walking with a quick pace, when suddenly I felt that someone had been kicked, and I held the kicked shoulder and looked at the assailant. His eyes widened in vain, and he opened his mouth and shouted at the man: "Song Rong! What are you doing with your second uncle?! I finally packed up that thing and came out, so don't kick it back for me. ”

Song Rong was also stunned when he saw me, and stammered to me: "I, I just saw that you haven't come up for so long, and I want to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come up."

After he said that, he asked me how I was doing, with an apologetic face on his face. I waved my hand and said, "It's okay, it's just that you kicked it, it hurts a little, you have to accompany me for medical expenses, and you have to treat me to a big meal."

"Okay." Song Rong replied simply.

By the time I got out of the basement, the sky outside had returned to its original state, and there was nothing left over the building. We closed the entrance and moved the bed back to its original position, and then headed outside.

As we walked out of the dormitory, the rookie's head appeared in front of us, and he poked his head out to look at us. Seeing that we came out safe and sound, he ran to our side. Before he could speak, I gave him a slam on the head.

"Whew~ Master, why are you beating me?" The little rookie asked puzzled, covering his head pitifully.

I smiled "kindly and kindly" and said, "It's okay, I just want to beat you up all of a sudden."

Then he walked around him and walked outside the school. Song Rong followed behind me and patted the rookie's head comfortingly, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

Out of K University, Song Rong sent me back to the café, and on the way he said to me, "You weren't angry just now, were you?!"

"That's right." I didn't shy away from saying: "Who told me not to beat you, I had to take the rookie, so you have to give some benefits to the rookie who blocked the knife for you when you go back."

"Hehe..."Song Rong smiled silently.

"Laugh at you chicken legs, drive well, I'll rest for a while." As I spoke, I sat in the co-pilot and closed my eyes.

“… I have a question I want to ask. Song Rong hesitated.

"Hmm." I replied, meaning to let him ask.

"Is that thing really eliminated?" Song Rong asked me.

"Sort of, at least I won't come out to hurt people again." I said to him, my mind looking at the glass bottle floating in the treasure bag.

"What about the teacher?" Song Rong asked.

"From the very beginning, he has already exchanged his life for the secret art, so he has long since died, and what we see is just a prosthesis that he has extended with other people's lives." I replied.

"I don't know why, I think they probably didn't want to kill people in the first place." Song Rong said, stopped the car at the red light, stared ahead, and said with a little thought: "When they took me away, I heard a conversation, and someone wanted them to kill me, but they were refused."

"Oh?" I opened my eyes and looked at Song Rong and motioned for him to continue.

"At that time, I heard the voices of three people in a daze, two women, one man, and one of the women asked them to solve me immediately, but they refused. That woman got angry and trapped me? got up and threw it into the building. Song Rong recalled.

"Then the woman left, and the other woman seemed to want to save me, but was stopped." Song Rong said, with a somewhat tangled expression on his face.

"Don't think about it, it's not for you to touch, I'll fix it. Drive. "I said to Song Rong, and I probably guessed who he was talking about.

Presumably Scarlet Moon was among them at that time, Scarlet Moon asked the two ghosts to kill Song Rong, but the two people with uneasy consciences refused, especially the woman. So before I went in to find someone, the woman was actually shaken, and she felt that they were guilty, so they stopped the man from attacking me, and let me go all the way to the basement.

I shook my head and didn't think much about it, as long as I sent them to a good home, it would be a good thing. I forgot to mention that the souls that were devoured by them were kept in their bodies by themselves and were not taken by the people of Scarlet Moon, so when their main souls were retrieved by me, those souls were released.

I've summoned the local ghosts, and the ghosts in the basement will be taken away soon. Of course, ghosts with benign cultivation can choose to stay in the human world, such as the wife of the ghost who was sucked into the building before.

On the way back, the sky suddenly became a little dark, the sky gathered a lot of black and oppressive clouds, and the wind became more and more violent, as if it was a sign of something.

Two blocks away from the café, the rain was falling silently, and the cars on the street turned on their lights, and the windshield wipers swayed rhythmically, brushing away the rain that was in sight.

"This rain, whatever you say, it will fall." I watched the rain complain, my hands propped up on the car doors, and I looked at the rain that hit the glass, flowing down the smooth surface.

"Not really." Song Rong said, driving the vehicle forward slowly, and in front of it was a long queue of convoys.

Bored, I looked at the raindrops and slid down its trajectory. Suddenly, something seemed to appear in my sight, and I put my hand attached to the window to take a closer look.

After checking it, I was suddenly startled and said to Song Rong in a loud voice: "No, this is not rain!"

"What?!" Song Rong turned his head to look at me in confusion, staying at this time, the vehicle not far in front seemed to have something wrong, only to hear a loud noise, the whole car was paralyzed, with the reflection of the fire, the people in the car quickly ran towards the buildings on both sides, as if there was something terrifying on the street.

"It's too late to explain, so hurry up and take shelter in the building next to you, and be careful not to get drenched in water." I said to Song Rong and opened the car door. (To be continued.) )