"To be honest, I've always wondered if you're your grandfather's ......"

The old man seemed to have seen Chen Jing more than once, and at this moment he was amazed while looking at the handsome face in front of him.

It's different from the old man who has a tense face like a piece of iron all day.

His grandson is good-looking.

It's delicious to look at.

"You don't look like him at all."

“……”

Seeing that Chen Jing was silent, the old man seemed to suddenly think of something, and hurriedly stood up straight.

"Oh no, shouldn't I tell you this...... It's not good to let your grandpa know! ”

"I won't say that."

Chen Jing covered his head and slowly stood up, feeling dizzy, and his legs had no strength, as if he was stepping on cotton.

"After all, you saved me......"

"That's right." The old man laughed.

"That's right, this is for you."

Although he had experienced so many things in just a few hours, Chen Jing never forgot the old man's entrustment, and took out the last property fee receipt from his pocket and handed it to the old man.

"Mud guy?" The old man took the receipt and looked at it, not angry, but laughed, "Why did you write my nickname?" ”

"Is this really a nickname?" Chen Jing was stunned for a moment.

"Someone called me that a long time ago, but now only your grandfather dares to call me that......"

The old man smiled and placed the receipt in the palm of his hand, then slowly inserted his right hand into his muddy abdomen, as if it was where he had stored his things.

"My name is Lawrence."

"Lawrence ......"

Chen Jing also felt strange when he heard this foreign name, because among these people he saw in the inner world, it seemed that only the old man in front of him used this kind of foreign name.

"Me! I! Ryan! ”

The little skeleton who had never dared to speak suddenly opened his mouth and tried very hard to introduce himself to Chen Jing.

"First! Mr! You saved my life! Can I follow you! ”

"I'm not in mixed society, what are you doing after me......" Chen Jing said funny.

"This little bastard of the wasteland likes the strong, although you ...... Forget it, you're still pretty strong with that ancient relic, at least in his opinion. ”

At this moment, Old Man Lawrence was still smiling, but his laughter sounded a little ill-intentioned to Chen Jing.

"Your current physical condition is very poor, and there is too much blood loss in your body, remember to ask your grandfather to help you take care of it when you go back, otherwise it will ......"

Lawrence spread his hands, a smile on his face that revealed a hint of schadenfreude.

"The blood I transfused you could kill you."

"Blood transfusion?!"

Chen Jing suddenly reacted, he was in a coma before, maybe it was because he was drawn too much blood from the Holy Grail.

So I can wake up now...... It's all because this old man gave me a blood transfusion?

But looking at him like this, can there be blood in his body?

It can't be mud, right......

"What does the blood you transfused me look like?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.

Lawrence reached out his right index finger and clasped it on his abdomen, shaking the asphalt-like mud to his fingertips.

"It's these dirty things, I hope you, the pampered little master, don't dislike it......"

“！！！”

Before the nausea in Chen Jing's heart came up, he heard a familiar shout suddenly come from the darkness not far away.

"Little brother!!"

"Little brother, are you here?!"

"Mud guy! The traces on the outside are what you left behind! I recognize it! I warn you not to mess around! Otherwise, Lao Tzu's sandbag-big fist will not recognize people......"

Lawrence glanced back, and the smile on his face instantly collapsed.

Then laughed again.

"I didn't expect anyone besides your grandfather to dare to call me that......"

As soon as the words fell, Lawrence began to slowly sink to the ground, and his mud-like body merged with the floor in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jing hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade him.

"Don't be angry with her." Chen Jing was cold and couldn't walk, and the little skeleton Ryan tried very hard to support him on tiptoe, for fear that he would accidentally fall.

Hearing Chen Jing's voice, Lawrence slowly floated half of his head from the ground.

"Grandpa Lawrence, I apologize to you on her behalf." Chen Jing sighed, "She's just too worried about me, I hope you don't mind......"

Lawrence was strangely silent, looking at Chen Jing with those empty eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

"You're definitely not your grandfather's seed." Lawrence suddenly said such a sentence inexplicably, and then slowly surfaced his muddy body from the ground, as if he dispelled the idea of "teaching" Kui Nan.

"Am I really nothing like him?" Chen Jing didn't know why he wanted to ask such a sentence, maybe it was an instinctive reaction.

"Not really."

Lawrence shook his head, his old steps looking extremely heavy, and his body gradually crumbling.

"If you were him, you would have dug me out of the ground just now, then tore my unpleasant mouth, and then dug out my entrails and roasted them, and finally ...... again"

Lawrence seemed to think of some bad memories, and couldn't help but shudder at the sudden fear in his heart.

"Anyway, you're much better tempered than your grandfather."

"......" Chen Jing didn't know what to say.

Is this a compliment?

"But you're also much weaker than your grandfather, like an ant raised by humans......"

After saying this, Lawrence suddenly covered his mouth again and shook his head in surprise and chagrin.

"It's bad, it's bad, I seem to have offended you again."

"It's okay."

Chen Jing didn't take Lawrence's words to heart, not to mention that he was telling the truth.

"I was going to visit you today with a gift...... As a result, I didn't expect to meet such an unexpected ......"

"Gifts?" Lawrence was stunned.

"Eyeballs." Chen Jing remembered the hint in the garbled text, but he was embarrassed to say that the gift he prepared was dug out from the chicken's head.

"You...... How do you know I like eyeballs......"

Lawrence was amazed to help himself, because "eyeballs" were his only hobby.

And this hobby has never been exposed to people.

"I said I guessed, do you believe it?"

“……”

Chen Jing looked at Lawrence, who was silent, and glanced at the terrifying hollows on his body again, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind, and he said it without any thought.

"You have so many holes, it would look better to decorate them with eyeballs."

"Are you serious?" Lawrence was stunned.

Chen Jing didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod.

"I didn't expect you to have the same aesthetic ...... as me"

Lawrence sighed in surprise, and his empty eyes revealed a kind of joy at finding a "soulmate".

"I once met a monk from the [Turing Research Society] in the wasteland, in order to repay my favor, he used the brain domain network to connect to the host of the research society, with the help of the host computing power, he calculated my own 'celestial and human auspiciousness', saying that I walked the rivers and lakes in this shape to help be taken care of by nobles......"

At this moment, Lawrence was babbling about his wonderful encounter, but Chen Jing couldn't listen to a word, because he began to have a severe headache soon after he woke up.

It was as if his head was about to explode, as if countless steel needles were stabbing into his brain tissue in turn.

The tearing pain was unbearable for him, and it was the limit to be able to grit his teeth and persuade Lawrence not to move Kui Nan......

"That's right! Do you still want those people out there? ”

Hearing Lawrence's words, Chen Jing hurriedly waved his hand and said no, because he could hear the soul-like longing in Lawrence's tone......

"You don't want to? Great, great......" Lawrence paced back and forth, apparently too excited, "I'm going to have to stay here to heal...... So it's very inconvenient to want blood food...... And the eyes of the people are quite beautiful......"

"If you like it, give it to you." Chen Jing said with a headache.

"Give it all to me?" Lawrence suddenly looked back at him, with a hint of vigilance in his tone, "Why are you so good to me?" ”

"I want to make friends with you." Chen Jing felt more and more headaches, and directly stated his purpose.

When Lawrence heard this abrupt remark, he was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent, carefully looking at Chen Jing, whose face was full of pain.

"You're kidding me?"

"Nope."

"I don't think it'......," Lawrence muttered to himself, a hint of confusion in his empty eyes, "I feel like you're speaking in a serious tone......

At this moment, Chen Jing suddenly heard a wriggling sound coming from Lawrence's body, as if there were many invisible insects crawling inside his body, the kind of sound that was so dense and rhythmic that it made people shudder to listen.

"Strange...... You're such a weirdo......"

Lawrence was still talking to himself, and the strange hollowness in him kept shrinking until ......

The eyeballs of different creatures peeked out of the depths of the hollow.

Looking at the hundreds of "eyeballs" all over Lawrence's body, Chen Jing's dizziness was half healed in an instant, and he only felt that the hairs on his body stood up.

Could this be what he said before......

Celestial and auspicious phases?