In the middle of the night, Xu Shan, who had been asleep, suddenly woke up.

He sat up, rubbing his eyes and tilting his face.

A carved dragon jade gate, almost more than a person high, was silently suspended in mid-air.

It exudes a clear shimmer throughout, and the carved dragon on the door is exactly the same as the one on the jade pendant.

He was stunned and rubbed his eyes vigorously, but as he rubbed and rubbed it, the carved dragon jade door suddenly cracked by itself, and a red dress was dancing under the living room lamp, and then countless clear light poured out and drowned him.

Xu Shan opened his eyes abruptly and sat up from the bed.

The towel he was covering was slid to the ground, and the bobblehead fan was still blowing a cool breeze.

He was stunned for a while, and after getting used to it, he picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow and opened the screen to look at it.

It was still 2:13 a.m.

He looked stunned, rubbed his eyes after a long time, and looked down at his palm.

There was still a frayed calloon wound on the palm, but the gauze wrapped around it was gone, replaced by the hairpin.

"I'm back, but I can't bring anything from that world back...... The jade door I saw before should be the jade pendant that changed, right? Xu Shan thought thoughtfully, got up and got out of bed, walked to the desk, and poured himself a glass of water.

But just as he was about to drink, he suddenly let out a soft sigh and realized something.

"That's not right!"

He jerked his head up and looked around the room.

Wardrobe, lamp, floor fan, slippers, desk, drinking glasses, and water in the cup......

Even if you don't turn on the lights or open the curtains, you can still see everything in the room in the dark.

"I, my realm of boiling blood is still there?"

With some uncertainty, he raised his head and drank the water from the cup in one gulp, walked into the living room, found a stick, held it with both hands, and slammed it up.

Countless shadows of sticks loomed around.

But the next moment, with a "click", the stick broke in two.

However, wisps of blood-colored aura still rose from his body.

"Really, really!" Xu Shan himself was taken aback.

"Good boy! I'm a good girl! ”

He dropped half of his stick and paced quickly around the room, his heart beating and his pulse rising.

He has some experience of how strong the Boiling Blood Realm is, such a martial arts practitioner is placed in modern society, not to mention how terrifying, but the destructive power is quite amazing!

He—Will he be taken away as a monster because of this?

Will it be dissected? Being studied? By a group of people like this and that?

Xu Shan shook his head frantically.

No, no! It's horrible! Don't be given this or that!

"I obey the law! I don't bully the weak! I will never hurt anyone! And definitely don't get caught doing research! I—I'll live my own little life......"

He clenched his fists, his gaze determined.

At this moment, a chill suddenly spread in the room, and the red dress floated faintly in front of him, sobbing as always.

Xu Shan bent down and sneezed, looking at the red dress, his heart was not as scared as before, but said cautiously: "Thanks to you, I killed that monster, it was a scorpion chrysalis, I still have the strength of the Boiling Blood Realm, I entered the outer courtyard, and I ......"

He told what happened over there, and he didn't hide anything, and he had nothing to hide.

The red skirt kept sobbing quietly and didn't say anything else.

After Xu Shan finished speaking, he tried to discuss with her: "Everything is going well over there so far, but this time I want to go over later...... School is going to start the day after tomorrow, so I have to continue my life, right? ”

I don't know what the red skirt wants him to do, he doesn't say anything, he just wants him to go to Anling County, even if he wants to do something, he doesn't know where to start.

And I'm so tired over there, my spirit is always in a tense state, and I have to fight with the strange spirit at every turn.

The red skirt didn't say anything, just turned around and floated away, whirring and spinning under the lamp in the living room.

It's kind of like boring self-amusement.

Xu Shan was confused.

Also、It's quite Yaxing?

But since the red skirt didn't drive him over, then what happened just now should have been agreed, right?

He stood there and watched the red dress turn around for a while, then turned around and went to the storeroom, where he rummaged through boxes and cabinets for a long time and found a long wooden box.

If memory serves, inside the wooden box is a sheathed replica ring-headed knife.

It was a gift from his uncle in the mail at the end of last year.

His uncle was a history teacher at the university, and in addition to teaching at the school, he also often went on expeditions and business trips, so from time to time he would mail something strange back.

It's also thanks to these things that they can pass through the security check and send them over.

There is also an untorn logistics slip on the wooden box, and a line of bold words "Suzaku Express Company" is printed on it.

Suzaku City is the city where his uncle is at the university.

Xu Shan looked back and forth, tore off the tape on it, opened the vermilion wooden box, and a faint smell of oil floated out, and under the two layers of silk velvet, there was a straight knife with a red wooden handle lying quietly.

The head of this knife is a copper ring of two copper finches together, but this copper finch has nothing to do with Prime Minister Cao Cheng's copper finch platform, it is the imitation of the legendary Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

As for whether it's true or not, I don't know, anyway, that's what his uncle bragged about him on the phone.

And he also told him that the workmanship of this knife is rare and exquisite, not only has a high collection, but also has practical value......

He doesn't know whether the collection value is high or not, but now he just needs to take advantage of it, and he wants to practice the third style of "incineration".

Xu Shan reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife and took it out of the box.

This knife is quite pressing, the brass on it is new, and the carved bronze finch is quite exquisite.

Xu Shan held the hilt of the knife and pulled it out of the wooden sheath, the bright and smooth blade of the knife reflected his pupils, shining with cold light under the incandescent light, although he didn't open the blade, he still felt that he could split the wooden board with a single sword.

"What a knife! It seems to be easier to use than the one I snatched from the scorpion chrysalis! He looked at the knife back and forth, resisted the urge to swing it, put it back in its sheath, took it out, and went up the stairs.

The five-storey building where he lives is surrounded by a wall about one and a half meters high, and a one-meter-high iron fence stands on the wall, which is usually used by everyone to bask in the sun, dry quilts and clothes.

At this point in time, there must be no one on the rooftop.

There is a bright moon hanging in the night sky, and the moonlight is bright and clean, and there is a kind of quiet beauty.

Xu Shan drew his long knife again, adjusted his breathing, and then slashed out like a thunderbolt.

A sharp cracking sound sounded.

But there was no air gap.

And although there was a bloody aura around him, there was something wrong with it.

Xu Shan stood with a knife in his hand, his eyes contemplative.

It's not the same feeling at all as when he was in a mass grave, not even when he practiced in the school field, let alone the knife that slashed the resentful spirit.

"What's the problem?" He looked down at the knife and remembered the three-style knife technique.

"That's right! The senior brother said that when using these three sword techniques, we must keep in mind the eight words of 'indomitable, there is death and no life', and we must always have the determination to burn the jade...... When I came back, I relaxed, and I didn't feel that nervousness...... Is it because of the change in mentality that it can't exert its power? ”

He looked at the knife in his hand, closed his eyes, and thought about the feeling of killing the scorpion chrysalis and the resentful spirit over and over again.

Gradually, the tragic momentum rose and spread to all sides.

Xu Shan held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and slashed forward violently, and a huge sound of breaking the air sounded, cutting out the white air flow.

"Bang!" More than ten meters away, there were suddenly more cracks on the wall, and bursts of air burst out.

The voice-activated lights in the surrounding corridors were all lit up in an instant, accompanied by the sirens of various trams.

Many of the windows were lit up.

Xu Shan himself was also startled, and quickly turned around and fled back to the corridor, quickly went downstairs, and hid back to his own house.

He put his ear to the door and listened for a long time, waiting for the movement outside to disappear before relieving himself.

The red dress was still spinning in the lamplight.

Unlike the heat outside, the whole house is now cold and freezing.

He couldn't help sneezing, rubbed his nose, put away the knife, looked at the red dress, raised his hand and tried, "So, that good night?" ”

After saying that, he went back to the bedroom, closed the door, put on the towel quilt again, and fell asleep peacefully in the air-conditioning that didn't need money.

But in a daze, he seemed to feel the red dress sitting on the edge of his bed, and he didn't cry or make trouble, just sat quietly.

He woke himself up and looked up at the bed.

However, there is no red dress next to the bed.

Instead, the sun poured through the curtains and lit up the room.

Outside the window, the birdsong is melodious and crisp.

He was stunned for a moment, then got up and got out of bed, opened the curtains, and pushed the window open.

Cool air blew into the room, blowing the curtains and taking away the stuffiness.

You don't need to go to the living room to see that the red dress must be back in the box.

He stared out the window at the blue sky.

Speaking of which, today is the last day of the holiday, and school will start tomorrow......

It's a pity that the school is not far from here, and he is a day student, and he has to come back every night to share a room with the red dress.

But on the other hand, maybe it's a good thing, right? In case the red dress can't wait for him to come back at night, go to the school to find him......

Damn, that's weird! What kind of newlywed play is this?

Xu Shan shook his head frantically, threw the strange thing he had made up in his brain out of the clouds, turned around and changed into clothes for going out, took his wallet, and went out to run downstairs.

The food at home has been eaten, and I have to stock up on some food, and I can't eat when I come back after I save it.

Downstairs, Li Ye gets up early every day, and the commissary must be open at this point.

Xu Shan went downstairs, glanced at the front from a distance, and directly saw the commissary with the door open.

He ran all the way to the commissary at five times the usual pace, and then stopped, and walked in without blushing or panting.

There was the sound of packing things up in the commissary.

He looked around and said in the direction where the voice came from: "Master Li, it was quite early to close last night." ”

The gray-haired Li Ye walked over from behind, looked over here, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xu Shan, school has started?" ”

Xu Shan was taken aback.

Li Ye looked like he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights, his face was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked much older than the day before yesterday.

"School starts tomorrow...... Li Ye, didn't sleep well last night? ”

Li Ye sighed, turned around and said: "The commissary is closing, take whatever you want, it is the last gift from Li Ye, you have to study hard, be a good person, and compete for a little ......"

Xu Shan was stunned: "No, Master Li, what's wrong?" Say you won't do it? Not making money? ”

But there is such a small store in the community, not to mention making a lot of money, but there should be no big problems in life.

"Alas......"

Li Ye just sighed deeply.

Xu Shan stood in place for a while, but still walked over, and Li Ye in the house was packing his luggage.

"Master Li, what's going on?"

Li Ye paused and continued to clean up: "It's nothing, Li Sheng'er has made some trouble again, and he needs money." ”

Xu Shan was stunned, and subconsciously said, "Brother Sheng'er stabbed Lou Zi again?" What's going on so much trouble this time? If your shop is transferred out, what will you do in the future? ”

"Go back to the countryside and farm!" Li Ye said in a deep voice: "I can also help him this time, no matter what happens in the future, I don't care!" ”

These words sounded uncomfortable, and Xu Shan didn't know what to say for a while, and his heart was on fire.

Li Ye's son, Li Sheng'er, is quite famous in their community.

There are more than forty people, and he is still a second-rate person on the street, and he comes to the commissary every once in a while to make trouble.

What's more, on the afternoon of Chinese New Year's Eve last year, he also witnessed the bastard smashing in the commissary and holding the knife to Li Ye's neck to ask for money.

There was a lot of trouble that time, and snipers were almost dispatched for inspection.

Later, I heard that Li Shenger was addicted to gambling and almost broke the law.

Now that bastard doesn't know what big trouble he has caused, poor Li Ye is so old that he can't even keep a place to retire.

"Master Li, ......" Xu Shan hesitated.

"It's okay!" Li Ye seemed to know what he was going to say, so he didn't raise his head and said: "No matter how bad it is, it's a cub, I don't care who cares?" Anyway, it's the last time, and in the future, Lord Yama will have to take care of him! ”