His shy face fluttered and he dodged backwards.

Seeing me coming, he hurriedly said, "Lao Chen, you come to help these eldest sisters register, and I'll go to receive another person!" ”

As he spoke, he squeezed out and took me aside to ask.

I have lived in the village for a long time, and it is rare to see people with such white faces, so I can't help but take a few more looks.

He asked me what was the matter.

I told me about the disappearance of a word that I had come to report to the palace before.

He flipped through the file, and after a long while, he frowned and said, "I'm sorry, there is no news yet, and no one has provided clues." ”

And sure enough, it was!

I wasn't surprised at all, left my phone number, and wanted to turn away.

Before leaving, the young policeman stopped me and whispered, "There are a lot of people missing in your village recently, you should also pay attention to safety......

My eyes narrowed slightly: "Who else is missing?" ”

Seeing that I didn't know, he was a little surprised, and lowered his voice and said, "I don't know the specifics, listen to what those two old-timers said......"

I scoffed, noncommittal, and just replied, 'Got it,' and turned away.

Obviously, only Gong Yiyu is missing, and such rumors are actually circulating.

It is despicable to spread falsehoods.

In particular, the person who spread the rumor was a police officer.

I remember his appearance and name - Wang Liqing.

Blind with a good name.

I bought a long-distance ticket and headed all the way west.

After a day's drive, I finally arrived in the metropolis, and the name of the city was written on the door of the bus station: Gongling City.

I was hungry and tired, and when I got out of the car, I was surrounded by a crowd of people.

They asked me if I wanted to stay and if I wanted to rest.

I dug into my pocket, pulled out two steel hammers, and said solemnly, "I only have these ......."

And they scattered and fled, looking at me with disdain.

People are really interesting creatures, one moment they smile at you, they can't take out their true hearts, and the next second they abandon them like shoes, and they can't step you into the mud.

I had no long-term possessions, and I didn't have any skills, so I used the last money to buy a long-distance ticket.

Penniless, I walked to a bridge hole in a daze and sat down to rest.

The sky was getting darker.

The cool breeze blew in bursts, making me shiver, and I shrunk back and glanced at my phone.

March 13th, today is my birthday.

Eighteenth birthday.

Imagine the days when he celebrates with Gongyiyu, confesses to her, marries her, and is always together;

In my imagination, the parents are alive, the cake has two layers, laughing and singing, and the happy birthday day is sung.

I have countless imaginations about today, but I didn't expect that on this day, I would be alone, sleeping in a bridge hole, hungry and shivering.

I thought, I'm going to have to find a way to make some money.

Otherwise, if there is no travel fee, how can you go to Gong Yiyu?

Actually, I don't know where to find her.

The demi-immortal only said that he was going to the west, there was no specific location, he didn't say how long it was, only a vague direction.

But I don't want to give up, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I always try.

I opened the letter that the half-immortal had given me, and in a few words, explained the stakes.

It turned out that eight years ago, he hid my traces with the Demon Bead, so that the evil ghosts could not find me, so that I could grow up safely.

But I'm an extremely yin body that attracts ghosts and demons, and even magic weapons like the Soul Suppression Bead can only protect me until adulthood.

Once I reach the age of eighteen and the efficacy of the Orb of Calming, it will be the day of my great calamity.

Needless to say, if you can get through it, if you can't get through it, you will die.

It turns out that all the weird and bizarre things are just the beginning for me.

The real horror is only beginning now.

I slowly closed my eyes, and it was pitch black.

Slowly, I felt that my body was so light, as light as a feather.

I floated slowly, I looked down, I saw the dilapidated bridge holes, I saw the dirty ground, I saw myself cowering.

If the one below is me, then who am I now?

Before I could figure it out, I was sucked away by a powerful suction.

Fluttering, gently floating, I was like a leaf, landing on a boat.

The boat landed on the yellow water of the river, and it traveled very slowly.

The surrounding scenery is desolate and dilapidated, and at a glance, it is full of fog and there is no end in sight.

The indistinct moon hung in the sky, red like a rabbit's eyes.

The boat was pitch black, and when it walked on the river, it was quiet and did not make a sound, and the river flowed quietly.

There is a sparkling water on the drinking water, there is a moon, there are trees, there are mountains and rivers, but there is no black boat.

There is no shadow of the black boat on the river!

The boat was full of people.

They all had blank expressions on their faces, and when the boat came to shore, they disembarked one by one.

I followed the flow of people.

I saw a huge arch standing in front of me, towering into the sky, and I couldn't see the handwriting.

I followed the crowd in a daze, passed the archway, and came to a downtown area.

Countless vendors are selling.

It's not appropriate to say it's a busy city, because no one is making a sound.

The cries of selling, the sound of iron, the sounds of bargaining, all disappeared, as if they had never existed.

Not even the sound of walking.

I stopped and pricked up my ears to listen.

It's silent.

It's quieter than deep in the mountains, quieter than in the deep sea, quieter than the night when no one is around.

But the surroundings are obviously bustling and crowded.

My brain was in chaos.

I knew it wasn't right, but I couldn't react and just followed the crowd.

They seem to have a goal in mind, and they are blindly moving forward.

Suddenly, I saw a rabbit made of bamboo leaves at a small stall.

This rabbit is not big, only half the size of a palm, and its eyes are glued with red beans, one big and one small, chubby, round, and very cute.

I suddenly stopped in front of the stall and looked straight at the rabbit.

The man behind me bypassed me and continued on his way, without saying a word.

Why is it so familiar?

I thought about it for a while, and then I finally figured out that this is my rabbit!

It was the first rabbit I made, it was not perfect, the size of the eyes was different, and the body was too bloated.

When I gave the rabbit to Miya, her eyes were so bright, her smile was so bright, she shook my arm and said thank you shyly.

I pretended to be casual, and only said that this was my practice work, and it was not good-looking before I gave it to her.

She was a little lost, but she still managed to squeeze out a soft smile.

She said, "It's okay! As long as you make it up, I like it! ”

This time, I blushed in shame.

I turned my head and said I wanted to go home for dinner, and I ran away.

I swore to myself that I would make up the perfect rabbit for Gong Yiyu.

I made up a hundred more rabbits, but I always felt that each one was not perfect.

These rabbits are still lying in my house, and I didn't have time to give a word to Gong before she disappeared.

Thinking of this, I finally came back to my senses.

I realized that this is not a good place.

But I can't care about that!

I picked up the rabbit on the table and asked, "How much is this?" ”