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It took about a week for my "wound" to heal completely. In fact, this is not an injury in the first place, I don't have half a wound on my body, and all the pain comes from an inexplicable source. This kind of situation is even more difficult to solve, there is no cure, and there is no way to start, so you can only wait for the body to slowly coordinate and adapt to it.

Because of the pain, my body was really weak for a while, and the functions of various organs were slightly disordered. Fortunately, my body is very different from before, and the demon spirit that I absorbed into my body that night no longer tortures my body at this time, but has begun to play a role in repairing, so my condition is showing a trend of recovery more and more quickly.

A week later, when I was able to get out of bed and go about my normal life, I quickly got back into my studies.

Because, I kind of miss the place where I feel like I belong. Although this used to be my home, after my parents were gone, it seemed that my roots were gone. I followed the feeling in my heart, and that feeling was that I wanted to go back soon, to go back to boredom and be my little waitress again.

There was a lot to learn, and I spent my days in the library on the ground floor, voraciously reading the legacies of my predecessors. It's an amazing feeling, and it makes me finally feel like I'm not alone anymore. It turns out that there are so many people who are like me, and even though the content of the collection here does not involve the feelings of the individual authors, the thoughts and tendencies of each of them are unconsciously displayed between the lines.

Human life is very short, and most of them have to spend time on the daily trivial things such as eating, drinking, and Lazar, so even if you are a genius and hard-working person, you will only have so much knowledge in your life. Everyone is destined to be shallow and insignificant, no matter how great his achievements are, he is only a grain of fine sand in the long river of time.

However, there are many people who have written down their experiences and opinions, some of which are the essence of their lifelong knowledge. Reading these books, it is as if you have experienced a little bit of the life that others have piled up with decades of laughter and tears. Some people say that a person's body hides the books he has read and the roads he has walked, and this is really the truth.

In short, these books, as well as the network dedicated to special people such as demon hunters, have opened up a whole new world in front of me, and many questions that I want to break my head and can't figure out, in fact, I don't know how many years ago, have already been answered.

In the family library, I found the feeling of "four o'clock in the morning at the Harvard Library" that was so popular on the Internet. I had never worked so hard when I was studying, because I didn't know what the books meant to me. But when I have a clear goal, and these books will pave the way to my goal, even the time to eat and sleep feels like a waste.

In addition to reading and getting information, another important reason for me to stay here is to participate in as many family group hunts as possible. Through actual combat, you can master many skills that cannot be experienced in theory, and learn to use many special equipment that has been passed down from previous generations.

Due to the accident of the first hunt, and my actions played a major role in the survival of the team, since then, everyone's attitude towards me has completely changed, and they have treated me as a real "one of their own". Therefore, I integrated into the subsequent actions very smoothly. There are a lot of things I don't understand, and I have even poked out a lot of Louzi, but no one has to blame me, and there is not even a person who speaks cool words, which makes me somewhat uncomfortable.

Although no one said it explicitly, in reality, it seems that I was handed over to Lu Jingping to take care of. Every time I act, he comes to inform me, and the team where he plays will arrange my position. Sometimes I feel a little embarrassed when I think about how he took care of me on a full moon night when I went through the rules and punishments, but the feeling of fighting side by side and back-to-back and completing tasks together gives me a very good feeling.

There was even one time when the lobby brother Lu Jingming appeared in the team. This is the person I am most afraid of except for the third uncle, his whole person is like a thousand-year-old ice, and he is almost very domineering to me. Now, although he is still as cold as ice, at least we can communicate normally.

He even cared about my health in private, and expressed his gratitude to me for saving Jingping, after all, they are the brothers of the same mother.

However, on the battlefield in the face of demons, he is absolutely terrifying and absolutely ruthless. I never thought that a human demon hunter could be so strong, not to mention a demon, and even I, as my own person, was so scared that I couldn't move. No wonder people are also very afraid of Lu Jingming in the mall, in fact, as long as he puts one-tenth of his spirit when hunting demons in the mall, it is estimated that normal humans will not be able to bear it.

In this way, the days passed extremely intensely, but unexpectedly vibrant.

Before I knew it, when I came out of the underground library in the early morning, I suddenly found a thin layer of mist flowing from the ground, and the rows of sycamores in the courtyard had begun to lose their leaves.

A gust of wind blew, and I couldn't help but shiver a little while wearing only a short-sleeved T-shirt, feeling a slight coolness.

Although the heat has not disappeared, in the heat, there is an imperceptible layer of coldness.

In the wind, among the branches and leaves of the trees that are still flourishing, at such an early dawn, you can already feel a hint of autumn.

After reading a book for most of the night, this relaxation gave birth to some tiredness in the human body. These days, I don't have the slightest regularity, so whenever I feel tired, I relax and go to bed for a nap. Usually this kind of rest is easy and comfortable, but today, for some reason, as soon as my head was touched on the soft pillow, I was suddenly dragged into a deep sleep.

In the dream, a voice kept calling from the depths of darkness: "Help...... Help me...... Please, save me......"

The voice came directly to my consciousness, it was calling me!

It's a feeling I'm familiar with, and the mysterious man is inside me and communicates with me in a similar way.

However, it was not him, and I judged it at once.

I followed the direction from which the voice came from, and as I walked along, I found that the place I went was no longer dark, but an illusion of scenery. What I saw in my eyes was a quiet mountain scene with mountains, trees, and stones.

"Qingyun Mountain in the east of the city, in the stone cave under the five-fingered peak, save my ......"

"Who are you?" I asked, as I followed the sound and groped into the depths of the forest.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the sand and rocks flew away. I hurriedly raised my arm to cover my eyes, but I woke up suddenly in the darkness in front of me. (To be continued.) )