Huai Shi went home earlier than most people expected.

It's also a little later than some people expected.

Uncle Fang, who was waiting at the door, bent down and saluted, and reported: "Miss Ai came to visit this evening, and left after learning that the young master was not there, just inform you that you have time to go to the astronomical meeting." ”

Huai Shi's footsteps paused, and she couldn't help but scratch her head: "She really smelled some wind, right......?"

The perfect plan that was said to be good turned out to be leaking everywhere.

Isn't it true that you should hide your own merits and fame?

"It's a deep hidden merit and fame, yes. ”

In the basement, the crow shrugged: "Look, Director Fu just wants to mess with you, and Ai Qing may just be suspicious of you for the time being." So, don't worry, we have done a clean job with our hands and feet, there is no evidence, and if anyone talks nonsense, we can slander him!"

"Where did you learn such TVB's criminal methods? ”

Huai Shi rolled her eyes, sat down in her chair, and turned into a salted fish again.

I don't want to move.

In fact, Fu Yi cried a little and wiped away the tears. There was no imaginary borrowing of a shoulder to lean on, and there was no weakness and helplessness, so after rubbing his eyes, he continued to raise his head to finish his cigarette and left.

But Huai Shi still felt uncomfortable.

"You have to think about it, you're not the only one who lied to her, right?"

Huai Shi couldn't help but want to roll her eyes again: "You can't think that trust can be cheap just because there are too many liar......s, right?

"If you don't make trouble, Director Fu may go, and her mother will still not come. ”

The raven looked at him with pity, "It's not something that can be changed by a dinner and a meeting, many things once they happen will never change.

So, put away your little sense of responsibility, little ghost. It's not time for you to be responsible for others. Or do you really want to marry her for the rest of your life?"

"......" Huai Shi was stunned for a long time and scratched her head: "It's too familiar, I'm embarrassed to start." ”

"That's right, as a good girlfriend and buddy, you can honestly do your mission as a negative energy receiver and it's over, and it's not for you to be a goblin and lick a dog, where are so many tragic dramas. ”

The crow looked behind him: "Compared to this, we ...... Isn't it time to inspect the goods?"

She looked at the small box on the table and rubbed her wings excitedly.

"Let's hope it's worth it. ”

Huai Shi sighed, opened the box, and carefully took out the yellowed fragment.

It doesn't look like paper, but like some other material, and it's amazing that it hasn't been catalyzed for so long. Could it be some kind of magical hide?

"Don't think about it, it's just plastic. ”

The crow threw a flick as if it were retarded.

"Plastic?" Huai Shi was stunned and incredulous: "At that time, there was plastic?"

said it was plastic, Huai Shi took a closer look and found that it was really plastic...... A piece of plastic paper?

The crow shrugged, "Alchemists, there are always some moths." The Comte de Saint-Germain claimed that it was the essence he had sifted out of oil, which could be used for easy writing and storage, and was more reliable than paper......"

"And what the hell is this thing for?"

Huai Shi was amused: "Is it something that needs to be practiced according to the peerless cheats? Or do we have to find the materials to make the things on it?"

"It's not that much trouble, I should say, it's a breeze. ”

The crow waved its wings, and the heavy book of fate appeared out of thin air, landed on the table, and opened on its own, and the pages of the book were turned directly to the middle part without wind, and then several broken pieces of paper appeared.

It's like a trail left after being torn off.

Huai Shi tried to compare them, and they were very close to each other......

It's as easy as plugging a USB stick into your computer.

He let go of his hand, and the recipe fell from his hand of its own accord, and was sucked into the Book of Destiny, where it was combined with the pieces of paper as if they were one with each other.

Immediately after, the cracks above began to close.

Huai Shi's eyes darkened.

Instantly fell to the ground, weak, and only had time to make a groan.

This thing is absorbing its own essentia!

In an instant, all of his essentia was almost drained, and immediately after, the prepared crow opened the copper box that he didn't know where to hide, and the essentia accumulated inside quickly surged into the pages of the Book of Destiny.

It's a lot.

Thousands of essencibles were consumed in an instant.

Huai Shi was more curious about where the crows got so much essentia from.

"Look, weren't the Pure People engaged in moths a few days ago?" The crow laughed embarrassedly: "You are busy, and I am embarrassed to disturb you, so I quietly mixed such a small hand......"

So you're secretly stealing other people's loot in the back, right?

The crow shook his head, and Zhengse said, "I just picked up some unwanted things, how can it be called stealing?"

“......”

Huai Shi was about to say something more, when suddenly it was dark again.

This time it's really dark.

He couldn't see anything.

Lost heartbeat, pulses paused, breathing was not felt, limbs and others were not felt.

It was as if he had been thrown into the deepest darkness in an instant.

Eternal perdition.

But then, in the extremely deep darkness, a little spark burst out, stagnating in the void, slowly growing.

It turned into a little fire.

The fire was burning, and the light was full of light, shining through all the darkness and completely igniting Huaishi.

He turned into fire.

Burn vigorously.

That little bit of fire grew countless times in the flick of a finger, and then quickly collapsed and contracted, and in the end, it was difficult to tell whether it was a flame or not.

It's just a little bit of dusty light, as if the whole world is hidden.

Countless changes emerge from it, constantly colliding, bursting out of bursts of light. Precise as a clock, the countless gear-like flames form a mechanical phenomenon that is so strict that it changes to the limit, and thousands of wisps converge in one place, and finally form a pure white fire that is so delicate and complex that it is difficult for the naked eye to penetrate.

It is ascending, extinguishing, being reborn, and even exhausting all changes.

It was like a drill from wood, or like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, like a viscous black oil that was ignited by a high temperature and then rising, or from a slight collision with a little bit of chemical stimulation, or the fierce light burst from the collapse of a star, or from the mouth of a dragon......

Huai poems seem to have been born countless times in an instant.

After exhausting the origin of all the flames in the world, he becomes a part of the fire, he is a plasma, he is the gradient field of energy, he is a wave of energy radiating around, he becomes a phenomenon after ionization......

He seemed to be a substance, but he had no body.

He seems to be a legend, but it spreads in the earthly world, bringing light and heat.

In the end, Huai Shi finally realized how it should be named.

It's a miracle.

It is the embers left by miracles when they change and are born.

At that moment, he woke up from the fire and opened his eyes.

Without the dust of the Liberator, in an instant, he entered the form of a ghost, feeling the fire of the ashes gushing out of the endless darkness. But the untamable flames of the past are now like a part of him, tame and quietly flowing in the cracks in his chest, glowing with the light of lava swirling.

When the flames were put away, he was finally transformed into darkness completely.

Under the table, where the light could not be cared for, he found that the outlines of his legs began to thin, like ink about to melt in water, fading into blurring.

The darkness became his cloak, hiding his husk.

"Good progress. ”

The raven bowed his head approvingly: "When you stand in the darkness and disappear, the stigma of the shadow will be a part of your soul." ”

"Standing in the dark and no one else can see it?

Huai Shi couldn't help but be amused: "As long as it's dark, no one can see it, right?"

"What about infrared night vision, what about essentia perception, and the innumerable variety of detection methods? The naked eye is just one of the most common and easily deceived methods of observation. ”

The crow's eyes became like looking at the second fool again: "Don't be dissatisfied, bastard." This talent is called the 'Dark Trench Coat', and as you progress through the third order, you will become a Hell Walker, and at the fifth level, it will be the Deep Sanctuary - if you want, the darkness will rise around you like a fortress, fending you off all attacks......"

Huai Shi was immediately fascinated when he heard this, but this time he had a heartfelt eye and asked, "Then when will I be able to reach the fifth order?"

"It's hard to say. ”

The crow laughed awkwardly, looked away, and then changed the subject: "The growth that the record fragments bring you will not be only like that, right?"

"Still, give me a piece of liberated dust. ”

Huai Shi took the white crystal particles and threw them into the hole in his chest, and the immersion of darkness visible to the naked eye rioted, as if the engine was roaring.

But this time, not the slightest flame leaked out of the stigma.

No longer trying in vain to block from the outside, Huai Shi tried to suppress the scale of the reaction between the two—that is, the speed at which the dust of liberation burns.

The degree of reaction that was originally uncontrollable was now handy.

It was easy to divide the Liberator's Dust into sixteen layers from the inside out, and gradually burst out layer by layer, limiting the power to the limits of one's control, and extending the burning process to the limit.

In his estimate, the limit time was about half an hour.

Unless there is some major war, in peacetime conflicts and encounters, half an hour is completely sufficient. Now he can even control it to explode in half an hour of firepower at once.

More importantly, Huai Shi felt that the flame burning in his chest had undergone some kind of qualitative change, and had become an indescribable form for himself.

When he raised his palm, a pure white flame ignited from his hand.

From the flames.

Countless pieces of iron as fine as dust slowly emerged, connecting with each other.