This question is indeed a bit silly, Jiang Qiu picked up his wine glass to hide his embarrassment, took a sip, and wrote: "If these children are seen by some people with bad tempers, they will be miserable." ”

Wildcat shrugged, "It's none of our business. ”

Jiang Qiu remembered the matter of the wild cat and asked, "Didn't you ask if people have souls last time?" How's that friend doing? ”

Speaking of this question, Wildcat, as the intermediary of the release task, can only smile wryly, "He ...... Anyway, it seems to be even more crazy, but fortunately, I didn't experiment on myself. ”

"For example?"

The wild cat scratched his head, looked left and right, and saw that the drunkard students and all kinds of people in the tavern were not paying attention to this side, laughed at himself, and lifted the black cloth covering his face up a little, unwilling to be recognized by others.

Brush wrote:

"You and I are strangers, one is to issue tasks, and the other is to take tasks. But maybe that's the only way I can talk to you. ”

"Those of us who are hunters, whether for revenge, for marrying the woman we love, or simply like the thrill, each has its own goals and pursuits. But as an intermediary, I've seen too much. ”

"Claiming to be an infatuated man, an avenger, a wild fox man, and a mechanical reformer, they seem to be very free and live a chic life in the city, but their purpose will be degenerated in their respective journeys to seek money."

"That friend of mine is more complex than all of them, all pure, one might even call it ...... Terror. ”

The wild cat glanced up, Jiang Qiu's expression did not change, waiting for him to continue writing the story of that friend, and just wanted to speak, but in the cautious style of a hunter, he closed his mouth.

"He's a scientist, he's crazy, he's obsessed, and he's always in the quest to see if there's a soul in this world."

"I've known him since I was a child, his family is not happy, my father is a bastard, he likes to outside, and he brings different women back every day. Although there was no such domestic violence, and his father never treated the mother and son badly, he never thought that he had a son, just a stranger with blood relations, until his mother's death, his father never left a tear, nor did he hug him. ”

"Can you understand the feeling?"

Jiang Qiu pondered for a moment and wrote: "Probably born in heaven and earth, but can't find a home? ”

Wildcat's eyes lit up, "That's right, my friend's statement is exactly the same as yours." ”

Wildcat sighed: "It's a pity that my friend is very stubborn, except for the fact that I have known him since childhood, he will never accept any friendship again, otherwise I think you two will get along very well." ”

Jiang Qiu smiled and went to the counter to ask for two glasses of wine.

The wild cat found a strange place, Jiang Qiu, this kid never eats wine and food, but just drinks non-stop, is it because he drinks a lot?

Jiang Qiu handed over a cup, the wild cat nodded, leaned forward and touched it, and according to the speed of Jiang Qiu's drinking, he took a small sip with him, and then wrote: "After his mother passed away, he told me a secret. ”

"He seems to see a soul."

Jiang Qiu's hand raising his glass stopped in mid-air, and the wild cat didn't seem to see it, and continued to write: "He said that on the day his mother died, he was only thirteen years old, and he stood in front of the coffin, without crying or making trouble. ”

"The guests who came to mourn were talking and laughing, and they didn't seem to care who the deceased was, but just wanted to use the funeral to socialize, and my friend looked at his mother's body and noticed a puff of black smoke? Or is it black fog? In short, it's a very light and light wisp of soul, which is roughly this statement. ”

"His mother's soul floated beside the corpse, and my friend tried to say goodbye to her, only to find a grim reaper...... Took away his mother's soul. ”

"The story is still ......," Jiang Qiu asked seriously.

Wildcat shrugged, "I don't know. ”

He said that he saw the face of death clearly......"

If it is a story, it is intimidating enough, and if it is a real event, Jiang Qiu feels that it is even more terrifying.

Wildcat laughed at himself: "I was born in the era before the arrival of the beast, when there were more than 200 countries in the world, and I was a staunch materialist, believing that the idea of gods and ghosts was only superstition. ”

"Maybe I'm only superstitious about the God of Wealth? Hehe. ”

"Later, you also knew that the beast came with a supernatural ability, humans had superpowers, and countless ordinary people changed their beliefs again and again."

"My friend is a scientist, but he believes in the existence of the soul, so he studies the brains of animals, the brains of dying people, the subconscious, things like that, it's complicated, I don't understand."

"At first, there was some restraint, and they would only buy dying people at a high price and give their families a large sum of money for their own research."

"But I'm really afraid that one day, he will cut open his brain and find out if there is a soul inside."

Jiang Qiu smiled freely, but the next moment he couldn't laugh.

He remembered that the willow demon had said that if a sorcerer wanted to enter the hall together, he had to achieve the unity of body and soul. My master, who claims to be in countless debts, also said that the human body is a perfect heaven and earth, the soul is an anchor between heaven and earth, and the heart is the path that communicates the soul and the human body.

Then think about your own technique.

The shadow technique is indeed very strong, from level five to level four, you only need to keep 'eating' and eat the beast into your stomach, and you only need to reach a critical point in terms of quantity to be promoted to level four magicians. But how to rise to the third level, the master has not taught it, Jiang Qiu pondered for a long time, and he didn't have a clue at all.

Now, after listening to the words of the wild cat, Jiang Qiu has a little inspiration for his promotion method.

This is the essential difference between a sorcerer and a superpower.

Superpowers only need to constantly improve the power and precision of their abilities, and they can climb all the way, so the promotion speed is fast, but it is a test of a person's brain.

Sorcerers, on the other hand, need something a little more mysterious.

For example, what is your own heart.

The wild cat didn't know, he just wanted to complain, but it gave Jiang Qiu a deeper understanding of his technique, and he only thought that Jiang Qiu was thinking and in a daze, so he didn't bother.

There are no worthless tasks recently, and the complaint is over, so he wants to get up and leave, until a white-haired young man walks in, he is a little scared, swallows and spits, and while Jiang Qiu is still in a daze, he sits back silently, expecting Jiang Qiu to be very capable of fighting.

As the white-haired boy walked into the hunting tavern, the hot summer seemed to jump into the cold winter, and a ripple visible to the naked eye rippled around, suppressing the voices of many drunkards and people who had won fame.

Jiang Qiu suddenly frowned and looked around.

Where did the killing intent come from?

......

The white-haired boy thinks he's a strange person.

He couldn't remember what his name was, where he lived, or if he had family. When he looked at his face through the endless lake, a memory suddenly popped up in his mind.

"My name is Wang Sun."

"Please remember that you are a very friendly person, and there have been many, many people who have loved you and cared for you."

"Time is cruel, he can turn hard stones into fine sand, he can turn the sea into mulberry fields, but you are eternal, lonely, and even more sad."

The boy recalled these words, looked at the abyss-like lake, stood up, and didn't know where he wanted to go, he only knew that it was time for him to go, and it was time to go out.

Overhead, a proud goshawk flew overhead, hissing vigorously in the sky, and the sound was very desolate. There were flocks of fat cattle and sheep passing by, and they seemed to be afraid of the white-haired young man, and they only dared to circle around the boy, but they did not dare to touch him in the slightest, like the stars and the moon, like the king around him.

The boy didn't care and kept going.

From the warm spring breeze to the bright sun, from the autumn wind to the cold winter snow, from the grassland to the desert, and then to the grassland, I don't know how many spring and autumn seasons have passed, and the boy finally met the first person after waking up.

She is a grassland girl who has a sunny smile and a loud voice, and likes to take Wang Sun to ride on horseback to drive the sheep.

In the dusty weather, the two people drove the sheep back to the sheepfold, hid in the yurt, drank hot tea, and ate mutton.

Wang Sun was not good at words, and always sat silently on the sidelines, looking at the side face of the grassland girl, listening to her look to the future, telling about the newly built cities of mankind on the coast of the East China Sea, and about the superpowers that humans possess.

"You say, will I fly in the future?"

Girls always like to fantasize, "I want to fly out of the grassland, fly to the sea, learn the superpower of moving mountains and seas, and move the sea to the grassland, so that my sheep will have enough salt water to drink." ”

At this time, Wang Sun would always smile and say, "I'm looking forward to it." ”

In the windless and cloudless weather at night, two people held hands and looked up at the starry sky.

The girl used the little knowledge she had learned to tell the rumored stories about the stars, Ursa Major, Ursa Minor, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. For a girl, as long as it is a story, it has appeared in her dreams.

Days like this always go by quickly.

Every day, the white-haired boy would sit at the door, waiting for the girl to ride proudly on a tall steed and drive the sheep back to his house, and tell him interesting stories about the grassland, whether he had met wolves today, the construction of a new city between man and beast, and his dreams for the future.

But one day, the girl didn't come back.

The boy waited for a day and a night, sniffed his nose, and walked more than a hundred kilometers with the smell of blood.

The boy buried the girl with a blank face, cut off a strand of the girl's hair to make a lovesick knot, and tied it to her wrist.

He thought he should go to the city for the girl, and he set off.

Maybe a year? Maybe two years?

The teenager found that the farther he walked, the farther away from where he woke up, and the more his memory was lost.

Just in case, he writes down what he wants to do in a notebook so that even if he keeps forgetting the past, he remembers the direction he is going.

Along the way, the white-haired boy seemed to feel as if he had seen a dragon, very large, and looked at him coldly.

There seems to be a middle-aged man with a teacup in his hand, with a smile in his eyes, standing under the willow tree to see himself off.

Even more vague was a girl waving at herself, as if shouting to stop moving on.

The white-haired boy took out a notepad, and there was a very heavy handwriting on the first page, "Go to the City of Hope, Tianyang." ”

He ignored the girl's cries and stepped over the blockade on the edge of Tianyang City.

Stepping into it, he quickly lost himself, so much so that every other day he would forget all his memories and keep only one thought.

"I'm going to do it according to what's in my notepad."

I don't know how long it took for a second entry to appear in his notepad.

"I want to be a good person, I want to make money, I want to live."

I don't know how long later, a third record appeared.

"I have a new friend, his name is Zhao Yishan, he is very pitiful, it seems that he is about to die, I am going to help him."

"Shouldn't I say I'm sorry? I seem to have forgotten Zhao Yishan, he seems to be dead. ”

After repeating this repeatedly, the boy seemed to be looking forward to what kind of record would appear on the notepad tomorrow, and he would be happy. Or is it sadness?

"There is a noodle restaurant in the east of the city, their prices are very remote, and the owner is very nice."

"The owner of the flower shop is called Lu Baixiang, and he has already told me thirty-seven times, and I think I should remember her."

“......”

"You can't eat food overnight, you'll be poisoned and diarrhea, that's what the doctor surnamed Wan said, I seem to have fainted from poisoning?"

"Those law enforcement robots can't be eaten, otherwise they will be arrested and taken to prison."

"There is a student, named He Qiusheng, she fantasizes about becoming a female knight, a heroine, I think it's very good, I'm looking forward to this scene. Hey? I seem to have forgotten something, as if a long, long time ago, there was a girl like this, and she also told me about her fantasies...... I seem to have forgotten. ”

“......”

"I forgot He Qiusheng again, and I was scolded by her, but I feel that she is very happy, and I want to remember her seriously."

"What's a birthday? Do you want to give a birthday gift for your birthday? Why did He Qiusheng give me a gift? Have we known each other for a year? It's strange that time flies so fast. ”

“......”

"He Qiusheng seems to be gone, I have forgotten who she is, but she appears in my notepad, I think I should go to her."

"She smells in the sewers, but I can't find where she is."

"There's a weird guy in the Land Temple, I beat her up, don't go next time, she likes to bite my ass."

"Huh? There's a hunter tavern here, it seems to make money, I don't have money to eat, those law enforcement robots are so annoying that they don't let me eat them, and they call Adam to come and beat me together, it's too bad. ”

"Can you make money by killing beasts?"

The young man walked out of the city and came to Broken Slope City, his memory seemed to have recovered a little, and he muttered: "I want to find He Qiusheng, I want to kill beasts, I want to make money, I am a kind person, I want to be kind to others." ”

The boy dragged three beasts several meters tall to the edge of Tianyang City, but he didn't think it was suitable, so he cut off their heads and went to the hunting tavern to exchange money.

When he came to Broken Slope City again, the boy wondered why there were so many beasts gathered here, and why were they clamoring to kill me?

Forget it, I forgot about it, and I just took it to the errand.

The third time he went to Broken Slope City, there was no beast in sight, and the white-haired boy turned around and found nothing, but he felt that he should talk to the people in the tavern, so he returned.

But this time, the white-haired boy Wang Sun had a sense of disgust for the young man sitting in the corner, and at the same time a sense of familiarity, so he took out his notepad, turned it page by page, turned to the last few pages with words, looked at the name that appeared in the most, his heart moved, and asked the two people in front of him suspiciously.

"Do you know a girl named He Qiusheng?"