(If you want to hear more of your voices, and want to receive more of your opinions, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" now and pay attention to it, and give more support to "Nest Advent World"!) In the dark, looking at the pair of pupils shining with ghostly light around him, Zhang Muzi, who was in a relaxed mood, felt like his head was slammed with a hammer, and suddenly the whole exploded, and all the thoughts and thoughts flowed clean with the cracked brain.

Feeling that his legs and feet could no longer support the weight of his body, he staggered and collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily for a long time before gradually getting rid of the numbness, and muttered to himself, "No, no, it's not true, I, I'm not a murderer, that kind of thing has nothing to do with me, it doesn't matter..."

The guilt of more than 20 lives is too heavy a burden for an ordinary high school student, Zhang Muzi desperately denies the cruel reality, and an inexplicable anger slowly breeds in the heart that is stained with fear and despair.

I saw his face gradually distort and stand up from the mud floor, and suddenly burst out at the bright eyes around him and screamed: "It's you, it's you monsters who killed, and it has nothing to do with me at all, it has nothing to do with it."

You damned monsters, you should die, die, die..."

As Zhang Muzi's hoarse roar resounded through the mine, the pair of pupils that flickered around him suddenly turned in unison, scrambling to retreat rapidly, and after a while, a strange 'poof...' sound suddenly sounded in the depths of the mine.

At the same time, a strange picture appeared in the mind of Zhang Muzi, who was out of control, in a dim corridor with blurred boundaries, a monster with a human body and a spider's lower body;

Bird-headed humans, birds of prey covered in black feathers, and dwarfs with slender limbs but sharp claws, stood on a puddle of gray paste laid flat on the mud, their bodies swelling and bursting like soap bubbles, turning into thick juice and flowing freely.

The lifelike, as if the strange and poignant scene that appeared right in front of him, made the inexplicable anger in Zhang Muzi's heart disappear without a trace in an instant, leaving only fear and nausea lingering in his heart, he squatted on the ground, "Oh, uh, uh..." retched for a while, and his body collapsed and calmed down.

I was dazed for a while, and slowly realized that there were only two choices in front of me, and the safe thing was to withdraw from the mine immediately, be an ostrich with its head buried in the soil, and pretend that nothing had happened;

The danger is to keep going and see if you can find the strange gray paste that is likely to be hidden in the depths of the pit, and find out the answer to a qiē mystery.

After hesitating for more than ten seconds, thinking of the irrepressible pain when his stomach was innocently hungry, Zhang Muzi stood up with a wry smile and made a decision, staggering and groping his feet to continue to walk forward.

After only a dozen steps in the darkness, I felt that my feet were steep, and the slippery dirt road turned into a slope of nearly 120 degrees.

Sensing the passage begin to descend, his steps became slower.

It took a few minutes to advance only thirty or forty meters, and Zhang Muzi suddenly felt that his feet had become extremely slippery, and his heart trembled and stopped.

With a premonition in his heart, nine times out of ten, he had already arrived at the 'ground', Zhang Muzi took a deep breath and slowly squatted down, reaching out to touch the ground.

Because he was afraid of the 'gray paste' that appeared in his mind, and the strong corrosiveness that appeared on the surface of the human body when it dissolved, his movements were particularly cautious, and the ground was only touching the fingertips of the middle finger of his right hand.

But even so, the moment Zhang Muzi's millimeter-measured skin touched the 'gray paste' in the muddy water, countless information was still poured into the brain through some kind of inexplicable channel.

For a moment, as if an animal was born with a natural understanding that its mouth is used for eating, and its eyes and ears are organs for seeing and hearing, Zhang Muzi naturally understood that the stall on the ground evolved from his own genes;

Although it does not grow directly on the body, but relies on the remote control of brain waves, the essence is like one's own hands and feet, five internal organs, and what kind of ability does the 'gray paste', which is already an indispensable part of the body, have?

It can devour and digest all kinds of organic matter as energy, the most easily absorbed is meat, and the difficult to use is plants;

After devouring a variety of animals with relatively simple genetic structures, the 'gray paste' can consume a small amount of energy to replicate the animal, and can also consume a huge amount of energy to modulate and recombine the genes of multiple animals of different species, create new species, and control all 'creations';

When its energy is stored to a certain extent and it has accumulated a rich 'gene spectrum', it can promote the host to evolve autonomously and become a higher-level life form.

However, at this time, the 'gray paste' was only a newborn state that was not even a 'larvae', and it needed a large amount of organic matter to supplement nutrients to grow, so it would automatically modulate and hatch various monster hunts, and fed back the weak state to Zhang Muzi, making him so hungry several times that he almost fainted.

The information obtained in his brain made Zhang Muzi completely overwhelmed, and after a little thought, he could imagine that the 'gray paste' was hatched from the 'biological assistant egg' that he had been deceived into buying or saying that he had 'won the lottery'.

Judging from its price of only tens of thousands of yuan, this 'gray paste' magical ability is really worth it to the extreme, but it is precisely because of its growth that Zhang Muzi killed more than 20 people, and he was in the predicament of dying of severe hunger and pain.

There are thousands of pros and cons of gains and losses, how can it be clear for a while, the more I think about it, the more I feel anxious and clueless, Zhang Muzi stood up blankly, feeling that his head was like an explosion of chaos, and the only thought was that this pool had become a part of his body'gray paste', which must not be discovered by anyone, and he had to leave quickly.

And as this thought came out of his mind, the 'gray paste' under his feet began to tumble and bulge, and the dwarf dwarves who had just exploded and disappeared were reborn one by one, jumping on all fours and running to the corner of the 'gray paste', rolling it into an oval flesh ball, pushing it trembling and rolling towards the depths of the mine.

At the same time, Zhang Muzi turned around in the dark, stumbled, and ran towards the exit of the mine road, which took a long time to come, and it only took two or three minutes to cross over.

In the despondency at the entrance of the cave, he actually shouted anxiously with the police hand lamp, "Muzi, Muzi, where have you go?" Wu Tianren, who was going to go into the cave to look for someone, bumped into each other and fell into the muddy water.

This fall made Zhang Muzi, who had not had a good rest for two whole days, and his mental fluctuations were huge, and Zhang Muzi's body, which was finally on the verge of collapse, could no longer bear it, he felt a flash of Venus in front of him, and fainted directly, and when he woke up again, he was already in the hospital ward.

It is a small single room, the walls and ceiling are painted in a warm light blue color, except for a hospital bed and bedside table in the middle, there is only an LCD TV hanging on the wall opposite the bed, and a small coffee table under the TV, and a beige single sofa on either side of the coffee table.

At this moment, it was noon, the bright sun was shining on Zhang Muzi's body from the window, he just wanted to squint his eyes that he opened, his arms were supported on the armrests of the sofa to support his cheeks, and a middle-aged woman who was dozing off was about fifty years old, and her facial features were vaguely similar to Zhang Muzi's, as if she had a feeling.

Looking at Zhang Muzi, the woman jumped up from the sofa in surprise, shouting, "Husband, husband, Muzi is awake, Muzi is awake." While rushing to Zhang Muzi's hospital bedside, he carefully touched his forehead, and said reassuringly: "Finally no fever, good son, how do you feel now, is there anything uncomfortable?"

A middle-aged man sitting on another sofa who was also closing his eyes, about fifty years old, of medium stature, and slightly fat, opened his eyes violently when he heard the words, and saw Zhang Muzi waking up unharmed, his face flashed with a very happy color, but his mouth said sharply, "He still has the face to say where he is uncomfortable."

It's already the third year of high school, and it's not good to review during spring break, so I have to run around to pretend to be a ghost, and I have made myself look like a man or a woman, and I have learned to deceive my parents. ”

"Zhang Hanmin, it's not my own willingness to bump into evil spirits.

He didn't go back to Tiangong Town during spring break because he worked too hard some time ago, and it was a cram school, and he had to take extra classes at night, and he couldn't stand it. When the middle-aged woman heard her husband's reprimand, she scolded several times in volume: "I've been in a coma for two days and two nights, and when I wake up, you yell at him, and if you get sick again, you say what to do, well, what to do." ”

"He's eighteen years old, okay, I've already gone to study in the United States when I'm eighteen years old, and I'm snowing, and I have a fever of 40 degrees and I went to the hospital by myself.

You, you just spoil him," Zhang Hanmin, who had been afraid of the wind since he got married, said angrily: "Since ancient times, 'loving mothers have many defeated children', Li Xiangzhi, if this continues, when we are no longer in the future, he really doesn't know what to do." ”

Listening to the implicit implication in her husband's words that she cursed her son to achieve nothing in the future, Li Xiangzhi only felt that the anger was blocked in her chest, and she yelled at her husband regardless of it: "What should I do, our Li family's palace temple and land are so big;

Your Zhang family runs a cram school in 'Yuanbei', and rents three 'properties' to a trading company, a restaurant, and a café, isn't the future all my son's, so many industries, whether we are in or not, he can live a rich and noble life. ”

"You, you, listen to what you say, is there anyone in the world who educates children like this," Zhang Hanmin's face flushed and said: "My son just spoiled you, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed at home all day long to buy those strange animal models, and his playthings would be demoralized, and no matter how big the family business is, he will have to be ruined, hum." He strode out of the room.