Dressed in T-shirts and camouflage trousers, the blood lords marched along a road in the middle of the desert.

Sweat soaked his clothes, so he took off his T-shirt, unscrewed some of it, and hung it on the back of his neck like a towel to wipe his sweat.

I don't know how long I walked, but the position of the sun didn't seem to change at all, and in the black and white world, the shadow of the blood owl always stayed at his feet.

Suddenly, the sound of a vehicle coming from behind came from behind.

The Blood Owl hadn't really expected to hitchhike on this journey, and in fact, he didn't even know where he was going. But sitting in the car was easier and faster than walking, so the blood lord stopped, stretched out an arm, and made a thumbs-up gesture to hitchhike.

Unexpectedly, the car stopped.

It's a family hatchback with plenty of space in the back and can seat five or six people in the whole car.

In the driver's seat was a middle-aged man, next to his wife, and there were just two of them in the car. The two men looked like just ordinary civilians, not like big shots.

"Hey, man, want a ride, huh?"

"If you don't bother, can you take me to the next town? ”

"No problem, come on. The man said, "My name is Edward, and this is my wife, Nancy." ”

"Hi, you're good. His wife greeted the blood lord.

"You can call me Cheever. The blood lord responded, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat.

The car started moving. There are two things that plague the blood lords, first. He just didn't feel the slightest sin, and according to his judgment, either his own abilities were invalid, or the two in front of him were saints; He wondered why the two travelers would let themselves into the car, and if they saw a woman on the side of the road, or a young man dressed as a nerd, people might stop. But he ...... A shirtless bodybuilder who looks like he jumped straight from a wall calendar, with short hair and fierce eyes, gives people the feeling that jumping in the car will immediately cause a homicide, are these two people crazy?

"I say, Brother Chefer, how can you be alone in the desert?" asked Edward, "The car broke down?"

"My boat ran aground. The blood lord replied. The air conditioning in the car cooled him down quickly, and he put on his t-shirt again.

"Hahaha, you're so humorous, Cheever. Edward smiled heartily.

The Blood Owl sat in the back. Looking at the couple's backs, he always felt déjà vu, and the two blurred faces in his memory gradually emerged and became clear......

The face of the hair of the two is sè, and the face of the eyes is sè. The accent when he spoke, the tone of his mouth, the small movements that were inadvertently revealed, and even the laughter, all of which were sleeping in the depths of the blood owl's memory. It's been many years, but it's not hard to remember.

"Edward. The blood owl suddenly spoke.

"What?"

"Can you ask? What's your last name?"

"Chirios, what's wrong?" replied Edward.

"Oh. I see, Mr. and Mrs. Chirios. The blood lord sneered: "If I'm not mistaken, you should have died, when I was eight years old, I died, I buried you in the backyard, remember? ”

Edward and his wife, Nancy, fell silent suddenly, their skin festering from the Bloodlord's point of view.

After a few seconds, the two men quickly turned into ashes and scattered on their seats, and even their clothes were rotten.

The car lost control, but the blood lord was very calm, he leaned out, stabilized the steering wheel, and pulled the handbrake.

By this time, the car had already rushed off the road, but there was only desert around, and there were no obstacles that could cause a crash except for telephone poles and large rocks. Therefore, the blood lord stopped the car without danger.

He sat back in the back seat, sighed, and then opened the door, went around to the driver's seat from the outside, and opened the door there. At this moment, there was nothing left in the front seats, no ashes, no rotting clothes, as if when the blood lord's eyes were removed, the things there were gone, or was there nothing there in the first place?

The blood owl snorted coldly, sat down in the driver's seat, closed the door, turned the key, and started the car again.

"Family, do you remember anything?" another Blood Owl appeared in the back seat without warning, right where the Blood Owl had been before.

It was impossible for the blood lord to be frightened, he glanced at the rearview mirror, and said without looking back: "I remembered what happened when I first got involved in human dissection when I was a child." He actually laughed: "Everything was new at that time, happy childhood, wasn't it?"

The tone of the other blood lord was very calm: "Parents are the ones who brought you into the world, they will accept you unconditionally, give unconditionally, and give a piece of your life on the first journey. ”

"I'm just a spin-off of two young people after a fool's errand, they both had extramarital affairs after marriage, and my father once went for a paternity test without telling my mother. Because of my existence, they had to unite and had to choose family life. The words of the blood lord completely negate the other self: "The first part of my life, that is, until the age of five, has been affected by ability, but my cognitive ability at that time was not enough to judge everything that happened to me, just like it is difficult for a deaf person to understand the world with sound. So, I seemed a little eccentric, and they thought I was born with autism, and they suspected that I was the devil incarnate, and on several occasions they tried to throw me on the road, and even pushed the stroller off the bridge by accident. ”

"So you hate them?" asked the other bloodlord.

"Hehe......" The blood lord turned around, "We don't have hate, remember? ”

He stepped on the gas pedal and drove back onto the road, disappearing from the rearview mirror as if he had never been there. He couldn't help but wonder if he was talking to himself just now. But from another point of view, whether that other self has appeared or not, he is talking to himself.

............

The desert is white, and so is the sky, but there is at least a shadow and darkness in this sketchy world to distinguish the desert from the sky.

The blood owl drove the car and kept moving forward, time passed, the sky turned from white to gray, gradually turned into night, and the white moon and stars appeared in the sky again.

Until he ran out of gas, the Blood Owl didn't see a gas station, and he was playing with Sega's black history, the infamous Desert Bus game, except that the picture in front of the Blood Owl was 3D and black and white.

When he got out of the car, the blood owl found a pack of cigarettes in the small storage compartment next to the steering wheel, and when he got out of the car, he lit one for himself, spit out the smoke ring, and walked forward.

He didn't feel like he needed food, water, sleep, or toilet in this world. Since it's a dream, you shouldn't have those troubles, and of course, when it comes to dreaming, if you have prostate problems, or if you're not even eight years old, it's best to pay attention to your sheets.

In the world of the black sè, with the help of the moonlight, he found a bridge in the desert, and the kind of overpass built in the city, but it was not a complete bridge, but only a section of it, and from a distance, it was two huge cement piers standing on it, and a section of cement pavement was connected to it.

The blood owl came to the bridge, there was a shadow here, and he should be able to escape the heat by hiding here during the day, but it didn't matter at night. He went under the bridge, and found two gasoline cans there, but unfortunately they were empty. There was also a lot of garbage scattered around, such as pumps, bicycle parts, tattered clothes, empty cans, cardboard boxes, etc...... It's like a homeless man's house, but there are no homeless people.

"Cut...... The result is only a pile of garbage. He threw away the cigarette butt and was about to leave, when he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

In the messy pile of stones, there is a can that is the opposite of the surrounding object, and at the opening of the can, a corner of a photograph is revealed.

The bloodlord kicked the stone away, leaned over to pick up the can, and pulled the picture out of it.

The photo shows himself, a thirteen-year-old blood lord, standing on a podium, still in the first place. He was wearing the uniform of a certain middle school and had a gold medal around his neck, but there was no joy or triumph on his face, only a look of indifference and seriousness.

"Remember that gold medal?" another Blood Owl reappeared, "Where did we leave it?"

"At the grave of my classmates. The blood lord replied.

Ladies and gentlemen, seeing this, you may think that there will be a touching scene next, if you think so, it is too naïve, please respect yourself......

"Why did you kill the second boy even though you won?" asked the other Blood Lord.

In his heart, jealousy and resentment arose. "It's a threat, I don't want him to sneak into my house and stumble upon a secret like a corpse lab and report it or something," said the Blood Lord. ”

"He's just a child, do you still expect him to turn all the loneliness after failure into positive energy to motivate himself? That's the professionalism of professional athletes, not a requirement for children. Besides, the situation you are talking about is just a hypothesis. ”

"So instead of killing a professional athlete, I killed him, eliminating that possibility of hypothetical becoming a reality. The bloodlord said disdainfully, "And I've sacrificed his favorite gadgets to him, and I think he should be blind." ”

"You won a piece of garbage that was no different from you, but he died because of some sin in his heart. The other blood lord said, "But did you just create this reason because you were in dire need of an experimental target at the time?"

"Hmph...... I'm me, then, tell me, isn't it?" the blood lord sneered, threw away the photo, and turned to leave.

He followed the highway and continued towards the horizon of the white sè. (To be continued.) )