Life is a ditch that hides filth and dirt. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The great moth of misery came out of the hole in the rich velvet of the forest.

But none of this can be hidden from the eyes of lovers.

The two looked at each other for a long time under the scorching flame of the witch fire, grinding their ears and temples, confiding their hearts, licking their wounds, and kissing for a long time.

When that kiss ended, Lin Sheng knew that everything was over-

He could never go back to his old life.

What is the situation?

The silent Lan Lin in front of him is a "beloved fugitive", and two days later, he is about to become a dangerous patient wanted by the whole city:

Cat ears, cat pupils, cat nails, cat tail.

and these two scorching witch fires, they have already told themselves that they can't go back.

You are now a sick man, an ugly wizard.

You have to get out of here! There's no other way to do it.

At that moment, Lin Sheng's heart had already made a decision.

He held Lan Lin's hand, only to realize that her hand was cold. This touch reminded him of the kiss just now, and he found that not only Lan Lin's hands were cold, but also her lips were cold, and even her cheeks were cold.

At this moment, Lin Sheng no longer wanted to let his little lover suffer the slightest harm from the outside world.

Go, must go, go now.

By the time I left the night's bar, it was already three o'clock in the night.

Only the leakage is even worse, and the quiet streets can describe the bleakness that belongs to the city.

Lin Sheng and Lan Lin walked on the black tree-lined road.

Lin Sheng's heart was always a little worried about his friend Shuichi Miyazaki.

So he finally spoke: "Lan Lin, can you tell my friend where he went?"

"Oh...... Mr. Miyazaki, I took his face and left, I must have died. ”

"What...... What?"

"Hahaha, look at your nervous look, I lied to you again. We're not monsters, so why don't we kill people in a good way? By the way, can you tell me about the picture I had on the city-wide wanted poster, is it good?"

Lin Sheng glanced at the naughty Lan Lin, angry and funny. Shook his head helplessly, but said no more.

Lan Lin was not happy at this time, she tugged at the corner of Lin Sheng's clothes and pretended to say, "You are talking about it, it is good-looking, or is it not good-looking?"

Lin Sheng had no choice but to nod, but he was still amused by Lan Lin, a ghostly guy.

But there are always doubts in my heart, and I can't make up my mind where to go this time.

So, the two of them found a park bench and sat down, and Lin Sheng took out the "Witch's Mallet" from his leather bag, hoping to see some subtle revelations.

That is, at the moment when Lin Sheng opened the leather bag, Lin Sheng found that the leather bag was not a universal currency at all, but a coin. The gold is shining, the silver is shining, and Lin Sheng can understand the foreign words on those currencies - this is already Lin Sheng's unique ability, if it were not for the restriction of this strange disease, Lin Sheng might choose to be a master of simultaneous interpretation.

If you look closely, these are all European currencies belonging to the Middle Ages: the Guijin family coin, the gold eguine, the Rhine shield......

Lin Sheng was originally a little confused, but after thinking about it, Heng and Zhu felt that they had cheated Doctor Mei, but they had made a windfall.

It wasn't until Lin Sheng opened the book of "The Witch's Mallet" that one of the enclosed codex slid out, Lin Sheng frowned slightly, and with a thought, the codex hung up in the air and jumped into Lin Sheng's hand - it was a codex note with the hospital logo, which looked like a special paper used by doctors to prescribe medicines.

There is only one word written on it: Run!

Memories began to glow like patina, and the thoughts were intertwined, and irises climbed up the mountains full of morning dew, and at this moment, the ground was completely unobstructed.

He got it! He got it all!

"It's Doctor Mei! it's him!" Lin Sheng couldn't help but shout.

Dr. Mei had known his situation for a long time, from the first time he brought the medicine into the door of Lin Sheng's apartment. It's just that they are constrained by the circumstances of both sides, and they can't explain it.

For the first time, he pretended to leave the leather bag full of medieval currency on the sofa in Lin Sheng's house.

The last time I came to Lin Sheng's house, I deliberately broke Lin Sheng's back, and while Lin Sheng was making coffee, he sandwiched this piece of paper into the book "The Witch's Mallet".

No wonder Dr. Mei left a sentence with deep meaning when he left that day: "Lin Sheng, I hope you can think about it and take care of yourself, the road in the future is all your own, remember my original purse, there may be some money there, you can still use it to relax in the past two days." ”

Doctor Mei, who helped him with such good intentions, Lin Sheng didn't even see it at all, and he doubted him several times before. For a while, my heart was filled with apologies and gratitude.

It's just that at the moment, where does this Doctor Mei want Lin Sheng to escape?

Now Lin Sheng should not have been found missing, his mobile phone has always been unimpeded, and there is no wind and grass, and he may be able to try it if he escapes abroad.

But what about Lan Lin? What should she do? Now that she is wanted by the whole city, she has no chance to leave here.

In a few days, the situation will only get worse! In order to maintain stability, they will expand the scope of their wanted list, perhaps in a week to cover the whole province, the whole country, and even the whole world.

"No, what should I do?" Lin Sheng was so confused that he couldn't think of a suitable way, and his hair was also scratched messy.

"Oh, fool, here you go!" Lan Lin next to him was silent, but at this moment, he suddenly took out a letter from his pocket and said.

"What is this?"

"A doctor gave it to me on the day I was admitted to the hospital for a check-up, saying that I wanted to pass it on to you and promised me never to peek at it! ”

"But the one that looks a bit like Wu Yanzu?"

"You're talking about a minor chord. ”

"Really?"

"That doctor looks like Wu Yifan!"

"It's kind of similar!"

After the two of them talked nonsense for a few words, they laughed and laughed for a long time before they became serious.

Lin Sheng took the letter, but his heart was very complicated.

He is now impressed by his godfather, who is this Doctor Mei?

The only sheet of the letter was unstained white paper, and nothing else.

"This one is very simple, look at me!" Lan Lin said when she saw this.

“sinikfol.”

A witch spell was given.

A small red spider-like text gradually appeared on the paper, just like the handwriting of the prescription that day, but at the moment, Lin Sheng couldn't think so much, the sky was getting brighter, and he had to find a place to live before it got dark.

The letter reads:

Lin Sheng, good boy, I'm sorry, my godfather can't accompany you through this difficult time.

There must have been a lot of things happening to you beyond your imagination at this time, but don't panic too much.

Things are far from being as simple as you think,

You have to face it all openly, that's your destiny.

Son, you must have run away from the house by the time you read this letter, I hope so.

If not, then I am really sorry for you and for the trust I have entrusted to your mother.

If you're lucky enough to see this letter, there's only one word – escape!

Don't hesitate, this city, this continent is already completely chaotic.

The appendix to your copy of The Witch's Mallet should have a codex that says "Escape" in it.

Say the sorcery manifestation spell "sinikfol" to it,

Believe in yourself, your magic is very good.

The Codex will tell you where you're going next.

Let's go, kid, take care of the girls around you,

It's your duty,

Lin Sheng, show your manly spirit!

So goodbye,

Don't look back.

Lin Sheng, if it weren't for the fact that I wanted to put this codex into that book that day,

I'm not going to let you go to such trouble to make Blue Mountain coffee.

Don't doubt it, I'll have a drink with you.

Plums.

The letter had been read, and the red arachnoid script began to dissipate until it turned into a tear—it was Lin Sheng's tears, hot and hopeless.

For some reason, Lin Sheng's eyes moistened unconsciously, and Dr. Mei's smiling face resurfaced in his jumping tears, which was the only time Lin Sheng cried except for that conversation with the chisel-faced man and the day his mother died.

“sinikfol.”

And Lan Lin beside him had already urged witchcraft at this time.

"Lin Sheng, Lin Sheng, it's a map!" she shouted.