"My name is Zheng Pei!" Zheng Pei sat up like a "whew" when he wanted to be struck by electricity, he remembered that the person who was talking to him was Wu Fatzi, but as soon as his voice fell, why did he disappear? Zheng Pei frowned and rubbed his temples fiercely, he got up too violently just now, and now his head is dizzy and painful. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info He saw a small paper bag next to his hand, and when he opened it were three small black pills. Wu Fatzi told him that this medicine could cure his injuries, so Zheng Pei only hesitated for a moment, then pinched one and swallowed it. A different kind of bitterness made Zheng Pei almost vomit, and he once wondered if what he had just eaten was poison. But as the headache lessened, he gradually regained sensation in his limbs, which reassured him a little.

There was a dead silence all around. This is a real dead silence. The bodies of Wu Fatzi and Hu Lijing lay in a mess of yellow confetti. Hu Lijing is okay, although she is naked, at least she is still a whole corpse. In comparison, Wu Fatzi's corpse was much more miserable. A shocking wound was torn open from the base of his ear to his collarbone. There is hardly a single intact piece of flesh on the entire chest. Under Ba Niang's crazy claws, the remaining black and red flesh like storm-beaten rags exposed ribs like an exhibition. Fat Wu's eyes were already dull, but his expression was still resolute, and his hand still showed the posture when he held Ba Niang's wrist. Zheng Pei hesitated, but finally went over and closed Wu Fatzi's eyelids. It made him look a little bit like he was asleep, rather than being thrown into a mad dog cage and tortured. On Wu Fatzi's side, the black clay pot stuffed by the talisman armor lay quietly, except for the strange words on the surface that shone slightly, almost indistinguishable from the original appearance. Zheng Pei walked over and straightened the black clay pot and carefully moved it to the corner. He checked the tightness of the seal, as long as no one broke it, Ba Niang would always be sealed here.

The white moonlight of the depths of winter was obscured by the strangely shaped branches of the woods, and with the cold wind, it seemed as if a group of rampant demons were tearing a shroud. Zheng Pei wrapped his clothes tightly and sat on the ground panting. Behind him were two low mounds of dirt. Zheng Pei glanced back, and only he knew that they were two graves without tombstones. Although it is simple and almost shabby, the dead will not be disgusted. What's more, it's better than throwing it in the wild to be whipped by the wind and rain and eaten by wild beasts.

Zheng Pei picked up the schoolbag on the ground, but he hadn't taken a few steps before he looked back at it as if he was worried. He picked up a branch, solemnly planted it in front of the slightly larger grave, bowed again, and then walked away as if relieved.

Although he didn't know how many days had passed, Zheng Peimian felt that it seemed that many years had passed, because when he summoned the fat-butted eagle again, he even had a little bit of affection. He touched the feathers on the eagle's neck, and his heart was inexplicably calm. At this time, those former bizarre things are about to come to an end, and Zheng Pei will become an ordinary student again, returning to the simple life that should belong to him. Although the shadow of the worm has always occupied Zheng Pei's heart, at this moment, his smile is like a firefly in the dark, because nothing can compare to the happiness that is coming! The fat-butted eagle stretched its wings and carried Zheng Pei straight into the sky, like a meteor that crossed at the same time, wandering in the Milky Way.

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