Xia Zhihuai supported his chin with one hand and smiled unsquarely: "Believe in it." ”

Xia Zhihuai finished mocking, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately changed the topic.

"The so-called energy conversion is ...... Energy is conserved and does not disappear in a vacuum, but is only transformed into other energies. ”

Huang Xikong's eyes froze at once: "Transform into other energy?" ”

Xia Zhihuai was talking and talking, and he suddenly realized the problem.

He and Huang Xikong glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Those Yangshou who were intercepted have not disappeared. ”

It is even very possible that the person who actually made this thing behind the scenes did so in order to unknowingly intercept the life span of others.

The one-tenth and twelfth of the converted lifespan is fed back to the person who uses the Fatal Card, probably just to cover people's eyes.

Xia Zhihuai stood up from the ground with a reel, and said with a solemn face: "Isn't that ......?"

Huang Xikong turned his head to look at the car lights lit up in the distance, and returned to his previous calm appearance: "The car is coming." ”

……

Xia Zhihuai and Huang Xikong's speculation cannot be verified for the time being.

Mo Yanshu's case is investigated by those people from the Demon Management Bureau, and the Mo family is a wealthy family who doesn't know how deep the water is, they don't have any positions in their bodies, and it is tantamount to a fantasy to want to meddle in the affairs of the Mo family.

The two of them returned to the entrance of the village at one o'clock in the morning, and the entire mountain village was hidden in darkness, and there was hardly a single star in sight.

Xia Zhihuai looked back at the taxi and turned around and went down the mountain, the car's high beams turned into small spots of light on the winding mountain road, and disappeared among the rocks and trees that blended into the darkness.

Huang Xikong put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky above him.

There are clouds, there are moons, there are stars.

"It's really different from S City."

He sighed under his breath and walked forward.

Xia Zhihuai learned from him to look up and admire the starry sky.

It is indeed very different, the stars cannot be seen in S City, and every night, the galaxy in the sky is infinitely weakened by the bright and gorgeous lights of the city.

And the stars overhead are like a long belt, as described in fairy tale books, dense, twinkling, dreamy.

"Not leaving?"

Huang Xikong walked out of a distance and found that he was still in place, his slightly upturned hair was gently swaying in the night breeze, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a somewhat evil smile: "There are still a few lonely graves near the entrance of this village, aren't you afraid to walk alone?" ”

Xia Zhihuai: "......"

MD, originally he was not afraid.

But as soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw a little girl sitting on a tree, dangling two slender legs, and the hairs on his body stood up at once.

Xia Zhihuai no longer admired the clear and void night scene in front of him, and quickly caught up with Huang Xikong's pace, until he walked back to the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly remembered something.

"It's over!"

Huang Xikong stretched out his hand to open the courtyard door, and Wen Sheng looked back at him with a puzzled look.

"I said I forgot something!" Xia Zhihuai raised his head and slapped him hard, he looked at Huang Xikong with a face full of annoyance and said, "We forgot about Qu Xiunan in the Demon Management Bureau." ”

Huang Xikong's fingers on the door panel paused, and a sudden color flashed in his eyes: "......"

It seems like...... Be.

The two stood at the door in the middle of the night and were relatively speechless, and after being silent for a few minutes, Xia Zhihuai took the lead in comforting himself: "It's okay, tomorrow those people from the Demon Management Bureau will come here to get the dead-end card, so ...... They will definitely bring Qu Xiunan back by the way. ”

Huang Xikong didn't say anything.

But he felt that it might not be good, and Qu Xiunan should almost wake up tomorrow.

When he woke up, if he knew that Xia Zhihuai had forgotten him in the Demon Management Bureau......

How far can their friendship boat go?

……

The two entered the courtyard one after the other, and Xia Zhihuai deliberately lightened his movements, for fear of making noise to the falling Wanwan.

He turned on the small light in his bedroom and looked into bed.

No one.

Xia Zhihuai stood in the room and wrinkled his eyebrows and thought for a while, then immediately turned around and walked out the door: "Wanwan is not in the house, I'll go find her." ”

Huang Xikong stopped him and said: "It's already more than two o'clock in the morning, since Wanwan hasn't come back, she must be living elsewhere, and it's pure tossing to bring her back at this time." ”

"I'll go back tomorrow morning."

Xia Zhihuai calmed down for three seconds and felt that what Huang Xikong said was right.

Everything happened too suddenly today, he didn't arrange Wanwan, so he went out to find Qu Xiunan, and he was the one who was derelict in his duties.

At this time, I will bring back the sleeping children, although with a windy personality, I will not lose my temper easily, but it is really unnecessary.

"Hurry up and rest first."

Huang Xikong did not enter the house, raised his eyes to look at the portrait hanging on the wall of the living room of the main hall, and quickly withdrew his gaze, turned around and floated to the roof to sit down.

Xia Zhihuai was also tired all day, so he washed up briefly, and fell asleep directly on the bed.

……

Huang Xikong listened to the sound of breathing in the house, lying on his back on the roof tiles, and his hands resting behind his head to look at the moon that was moving westward.

The night in the mountains is not quiet, the sting has long passed, the insects in the mountains have long since woken up, the low-lying grass and ditches are fluttering, and the frogs are singing.

Huang Xikong pillowed the sound of nature, without any sleep, and his long figure lay under the low-hanging starry, a little lonely.

He didn't expect that after dying for thousands of years, he would live the life he dreamed of in his life.

Before he joined the company, he was full of ambition and wanted to reorganize the mountains and rivers and save the people of the world from dire straits.

Waiting for people to return to their hometowns in their twilight years, a few acres of thin fields, a book house, teaching and educating people in the fields.

After joining the company, he found that manpower was sometimes exhausted, and there was an insurmountable gap between ideals and reality, but he was still trembling.

Falling into the trough of life, the once hesitant ambition was gone, full of hatred to watch the courtiers whitewash the peace, the emperor indulged in wine and flashiness, and the huge family and country were like a runaway train, vigorously driving towards the end of destruction.

I lost everything, so I have nothing to love.

Until the light of day, the hatred remains, but there seems to be many places where it is no longer the same.

He followed the brothers and sisters of the Xia family and looked at the world again, and Fang Jue felt that the years had passed suddenly, and the grand wish that he had not realized in his life had become a reality.

Huang Xikong raised his right hand, and the moon seemed to fall on his fingertips, and he couldn't help but think of his wife.

She has been reincarnated many times, becoming someone else's lover and no longer remembers him.

He didn't spoil the child he grew up with, and now he doesn't know what it looks like to be reincarnated, and the little face in his memory is blurred.

The years take every soul forward, through life and death, joys and sorrows.

And his time stood still.

The fingertips slowly clenched, the green tendons on the back of the white hand burst out one by one, and Huang Xikong's beautiful peach blossom eyes were slowly quenched with cold light: "Chen Kewu!" ”

This is the first time he said the name of Emperor Jin Xu after leaving the ancient tomb.

The voice seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Shadows, suppressing all the hatred and killing intent.

He must personally crush this devil to ashes and make him completely lose his soul.

……

Xia Zhihuai, who was lying in the room, suddenly sat up from the bed, was frightened by a cold breath and sweated on his forehead, and sat on the mattress in a daze with the quilt.

He was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look out the window, and it was already dawn.

There was talk in the yard.

Xia Zhihuai lifted the quilt, walked out of the door in slippers, stared at the unkempt chicken nest, yawned lazily, and listened to the excited chirping.

It's really energetic.

With a cup and a toothbrush, he walked to the pool in the courtyard.

Wanwan Dada ran to his side, looked up at him a little haggard: "Brother, when did you come back last night?" ”

"When you're asleep." Xia Zhihuai raised her hand and rubbed her extraordinarily beautiful braincase today, "I'll brush my teeth first, and you and your Uncle Huang will go play first." ”

Wanwan nodded: "Brother, I've already had breakfast, and I just brought breakfast to you from the director's uncle." ”

Xia Zhihuai held a toothbrush in his mouth, looked back at the yard with a few plastic bags on the clean stone pier, raised his hand and patted Wanwan's head: "I finally didn't hurt you in vain." ”

Wanwan dodged his big hand: "My hair was tied by my assistant sister, and you won't tie it for me if you mess it up, be careful." ”

Xia Zhihuai watched her run away in disgust: "......"

So, love him for only three seconds?

I love the smell of beautiful little scales.