Ren Xiaofeng wants to go back to her own home, although Ta Yi is also very good to her, but after all, this is someone else's home, and there is always a feeling of being a guest, plus Fang Tianzheng has some regrets when he leaves, and his mood is also very low.

But Tal advised her to stay, and let her accompany her, though it didn't need to be accompanied.

But Ren Xiaofeng's family has no one waiting for her at home, what are you going to do when you go back? Does a person feel sorry for himself in the middle of the night?

Finally, after Ren Xiaofeng had a full dinner and washed, her mood finally recovered some calm.

Lying on bed again, it seemed that Ren Xiaofeng seemed to be in a much better mood, and picked up the unfinished romance novel and continued to read.

The male protagonist treats the female protagonist as a baby, which makes Ren Xiaofeng very envious.

Novels are just novels, but in this world, she can't find someone who truly cherishes her and treats her as a treasure, which makes her feel lost.

Tal accompanied her, talking to her in a casual manner, just chatting, asking her what was in the book, whether it was good or not, and discussing with her a few sentences about the plot of the book.

Until Ren Xiaofeng didn't know when he fell asleep, he didn't answer it again.

Tal tucked the quilt for Ren Xiaofeng, brushed away a strand of hair on her face, and looked at Ren Xiaofeng's quiet pure sleeping face.

After watching it for a while, Tal couldn't see that Ren Xiaofeng and Midaander had similar blonde hair and blue eyes.

She was completely an ordinary human girl, now like a child, no longer noisy, sleeping quietly, with picturesque features, a ruddy face like an apple, breathing slowly and silently, and falling asleep.

But Tal thought about Ren Xiaofeng and Fang Tianzheng's noisy appearance during the day, and there was a very sharp contrast between stillness and movement, which was really funny.

Then turn off the lights.

Tal quietly got out of bed and left.

It went to sit down in the small living room outside the room.

Tal curled up in the couch, his hands on his hands, ready to fall into deep thought.

There was no more movement of the fetus, which made Tal inexplicably uncomfortable.

From the moment it enters this body, there is a small life in this body, accompanying it.

But this little life was accidentally lost by it, and this fault cannot be remedied.

This made Tal feel a little guilty in his heart.

For a moment it remembered the little life, and although it had never seen what it looked like, Ander seemed afraid that it would mind, so he didn't say much.

When Tal had a slight thought.

If the child is gone, of course there can be again, but there must be someone who gives the child the gene.

Tal was pondering, his mind filtering through the people he encountered, which were human shells, and of course could only be matched with his own kind in order to reproduce.

But suddenly, something seemed to arrive, and Tal felt it instantly.

Although the living room is lit up.

But Tár's eyes were able to adapt to the darkness, and he saw the blurred surroundings of the living room space, and it didn't seem that anything concrete appeared.

But Tal suddenly jumped to his feet and instantly left the couch where he was sitting.

It visibly felt something approaching it, causing it to perceive an unusually slight vibration in the air around it.

"Who are you?" Tal asked alarmedly.

"Guess." It was as if it was sitting in the mind of this body, speaking to it with the consciousness of Tar.

"Can't guess." Tal refused to guess the answer.

It doesn't know which planet it's from, so it's not a ghost anyway.

"That's a pity." The whispering voice said.

Tale looked around, looking for the thing that had suddenly arrived, but it didn't know who it was, what it looked like, why it had come to it, or what its motives were.

But it found nothing.

That thing is not visible.

Remembering what it had said, Tal asked, "Why regret?" ”

"You've lost the most important thing in your life." The voice said, but it had a feeling of weakness and tiredness, tiredness and old age, giving people a feeling of powerlessness full of vicissitudes.

"I didn't." Tal thought about his mental activity, and he could see it, but he would never accept it.

"Repent, ask for forgiveness and forgiveness, you have committed an unpardonable sin, you have had an abortion, you have done evil." The voice continued to bewitch.

The powerlessness in his voice made Tal suddenly realize that it was not powerlessness, but an ethereal feeling, which made you want to grasp but found that you had a helpless feeling of grabbing nothing.

This disembodied thing wants to affect it.

Ta Yi was vigilant, and asked indifferently, "Then what should I do?" ”

"Jump out of the window, only death can free you from your pain." That voice really had ulterior motives.

"Okay." On the contrary, Tal calmed down, sat on the couch on one side of his own care, and fell down, pillowing his hands as if he were leisurely.

I want to call it suicide, but there is no door, and I can't fall to death if I jump off this second floor.

So the voice waited for a while, and then began to speak to itself.

It's like an old monk chanting scriptures.

But Tal didn't understand what it was saying.

The syllables spoken by that voice were different from the language known within the Táhl chip message.

But the sound was endless, like a never-ending play, babbling, drowsy and dull, but it never stopped, it kept pouring into its ears and into its brain, and it disturbed Ta'er.

"Stop, you." Ta Yi couldn't bear to sit up, this voice, it can not be quiet.

"Have you figured it out?" The voice said, "Think about whether to live or die."

This made Tal hesitate for a moment: "You can tell me first. What do you look like? ”

Because it can't see anything.

"I don't have a body, how do you see me in this material layer?" The voice whispered.

It's still an unattainable and unreal feeling, as if there is no physical object to support the background of this sound.

"And how did I hear you?" Tal questioned.

"When you allow acceptance, you hear it." The voice continued.

"Then I don't accept it now." Tal said right away.

"You've accepted it, and now the objection is invalid." The voice continued.

This caused Tal to roll his eyes and ask, "Tell me, what are you going to do?" ”

"Your body is empty, there is no being, I think I can come in and rest." The voice seemed tired of the weariness of the wandering.

"And who am I?" Tal retorted, the voice dismissed it as nothing?

"And who are you?" The voice asked.

This made Tal stutter, who is it?

It's just an energy chip that can give vitality to this body, and it's not something that exists.

"You don't even know who you are?" The voice seemed to be laughing, and the laughter made people feel like nothing.

"But now I'm the master of this body." Tal is a reminder.

"When I enter, you're not." The voice laughed, and Tal froze for a moment.

If there is a conscious being entering this body, this body is very easy to accept.

Perhaps upon acceptance, the body will reject the Tar, because the Tar Core is a foreign body implanted in the body and is considered an alien.

"Can't you find another body? Why do you have to do this? Tal seemed to compromise a little, communicating with the voice.

"I'm waiting." The voice said.

"What are you waiting for?" Tal was a little upset.

"Waiting for someone newly dead to ask me for forgiveness, I need new energy to sustain my existence." The voice said wearily.

"Why did I ask you for atonement?" Tal was a little incomprehensible.

"Because they're used to it, everybody is not happy with the way they live and has done a lot of things that they thought were wrong, and they're used to repentance, and that's even more evident after death." The voice whispered, it was used to it.

Tal pondered the being's words for a moment.

Hasn't it done a lot of things it thinks is wrong? I regretted it too.

"Are there very few dead now?" Tal asked cautiously, knowing roughly where this thing came from.

"You know there are a lot of beings like us." The voice said tiredly again. Apparently few people died, and the supply of energy was insufficient.

"So you can't get enough to eat?" Tal guessed.

There are many people and little food.

"But this is not the place for you. This is not the area where you live. Tal reminded of the thing.

"People over there often walk down the street here. It's just that people can't see themselves. The voice explained indifferently.

"It's good people don't know." Tal laughed self-deprecatingly.

If people knew that there were a lot of dead spirits walking on the road, they would probably be scared to death.

"There are very few people who can sense my coming, and there are almost no living people who can hear me and communicate with me, why can you hear me?"

The voice asked Talr curiously.

It just approached quietly, but Tale spotted it.

"That's because? ......" Tal thought again, perhaps because it was not human, and its perception was different from that of humans, and it was more sensitive to the senses around it.

"What do I call you?" Tal changed the subject.

"When people always want to have a savior to redeem them, when they die, we show up, and you know everybody is looking forward to the dead world, and some are looking forward to something else, and not everybody is looking forward to a savior." The voice seemed to say with a sigh.

"I mean, you don't have a name? My name is Tár. Tal introduced himself.

No matter what the other person says, it must first know who the other person is.

"I remember I was called by what I was." The voice said impatiently.

This made Tal stunned, thinking about what the voice had said, and seemed to react: "Savior? ”

"yes, you're smart." The savior just said this, but there was no hint of praise in his words.

Tal couldn't help but smile awryly: "So there really is a savior? "There was a surprise to finally see the legendary character.

"It's just a title, it doesn't mean much to us, but to people, they care, we are all their hope." The savior also seems to have taken some pride with him.

"And how long have you been around?" Tarr disguised his surprise and asked casually.

Although the self-proclaimed savior is in front of him, it is not visible.

"It's been a long time." The Savior's voice seemed to recall slowly, "We are very old to the living people here, thousands of years old. ”

This surprised Tarr again, but considering the title of this savior, how could he afford it if it hadn't existed for a long time?

"Shall I meet you, then?" Tal wants to see the true face of this legendary savior.

"I need to replenish my energy now, waiting for the energy of a fresh dead human to nourish me."

The Savior's voice this time was full of old age, like the darkness of slippery moss in a well, giving people a feeling of coldness all over.

This made Tal think of something: "Is there anyone around here who is going to die?" ”

"Yes, if you don't mind, I'll go into this body and take you, I'm very old, and I need fresh energy replenishment from dead humans."

"Who is it?" Tarr asked, who is going to die again?

However, isn't it normal for humans to die?

Even if this thing is a savior.

But Tal also did not allow this thousand-year-old necromancer who didn't know what it was, in the vibrational zone of death, to enter the body of Ahn Chae-so.

"I feel very weak, and I'm not used to human bodies, but you have an ownerless structural body that has gone through two beings, and I can use it." The Savior said in a light and ethereal voice.

He already felt that the structural vibrations of this body were empty, and he knew immediately that this body had left both beings.

One is Ahn Chae-so, and the other is the fetus.

Those who leave are also in the death zone where the Savior is, and the vibrations are similar.

The savior reads out the genetic information carried by this body.

"Nope." Tal knew the Savior was right, but it wouldn't allow the thing to enter the body.

This body is now the sojourn of Tár. It is non-transferable.

The savior didn't force it, after all, this body now has a sojourner.

The Savior wanted to come in and rest, but Tal didn't buy it.

It fell silent for a moment, then began to affect the body again.

And then Tar felt the voice in his head babbling and babbling, harassing it with bytes it didn't understand.

Tal couldn't cover his ears because the sound wasn't coming in from the outside.

It was a voice that came out of his head, like the old monk chanting a sutra that made Ta Er annoyed.

"Can you be quiet?" Tale cried out in annoyance.

It can no longer meditate, it cannot meditate alone, and the savior is bothering it.

"Let me in." Said the savior.

"It's a female body, why do you have to do this?" Tale asked helplessly.

"It's empty." The Savior whispered that meant that the body was like an empty nest abandoned by man, ownerless, and it did not need anyone's consent.

"It's not." Tal could not understand why this savior treated him as if he were nothing.

"I can see through its emptiness at a glance." The Savior disagrees with Tar, who sees the body as ownerless.