Chapter 82: Clownfish

The house on the hillside has been abandoned for a long time. The whole village is now only inhabited by a dozen old people, like other places, the population loss is serious, most of the people in the village have moved to the nearby county seat, maybe within ten years, this place will be completely deserted.

As twilight fell, a black urban off-road car stopped at the entrance of the village. No one noticed that a man slowly stepped out of the car and stopped by the car for a while, as if admiring the twilight in the mountains for a while. Then he walked slowly along the dirt road into the village.

He seemed to have some problems with his legs and feet, he carried a metal cane in his hand, and the road into the village was an uphill road, and he had to rely on the support of the cane from time to time, and it was a little difficult for him to walk. If one happens to walk out of the village, one will see that this is a fairly young man, but the long pain in his expression makes him look a little old. Of course, the most pity is that his legs and feet are not good, otherwise, he is really a very handsome man.

He walked slowly, but not in a hurry, he was not from this village, but he had lived here for a long time. There used to be someone waiting for him to go back every night in that house on the hillside, but now that person is gone, what if he walks a little slower?

They used to sit together in front of their homes and look down at the valley below, the clouds came and went, and there was an orchard in the valley, and on a sunny spring day, it seemed that there was a red haze floating in the orchard from a distance.

He finally reached the door of the house, the door was unlocked, and he walked into the deserted courtyard. The two begonia trees in front of the window are still so good even if no one takes care of them, and the courtyard will be full of life when it is in full bloom in spring, but he knows that in autumn, the fruit of the two trees is sour and astringent, and he can't eat it at all.

He approached his old house slowly, his steps becoming lighter and lighter, as if he were afraid of waking up the sleeping people in the house. The windows of the old house were half-shattered, and the outside was firmly nailed to the planks.

As the man approached, the nails nailed to the planks loosened and fell into the weeds on the ground. Finally, in a cloud of dust, the planks fell off completely, revealing the window. A candle grew in silence in the window, its shadow shaking red, illuminating a little empty room.

He stopped at the window and didn't go in again, just looked in through the window. In the dim shadow of the candles, he seemed to see his wife busy in the kitchen. As soon as he gently called her name, she would run out like a child, and if he forgot to bring a gift back, he would put a bird on her shoulder, or pull out a rose. In this chaotic world, she is so naïve and so easily moved.

When they have love, they believe that they are invincible, and they believe that fate will at least exalt their noble hands if they do not give them fragrant roses. At that time, he was also satisfied, and he didn't know why he made her feel happy as a cripple.

In the blink of an eye, before he had fully woken up from his dream, he was left alone.

From that moment on, his anger never stopped.

He stretched out his hand, and a rose swirled and landed in his hand, and he lowered his head to drop a gentle kiss on the petals, and then carefully placed the flower on the windowsill. It was as if the woman he remembered would come here and be pleasantly surprised to find this rose.

Suddenly, the tangle in his consciousness tugged at him, and he touched the ring on his thumb, releasing a message in the traditional way. Behind the lotus-shaped marker, the sage mage is calling for clownfish.

He answered, and two names that needed to be dealt with appeared in the air.

At the same time, in the satellite suburbs of a human city, the number one ghost building in the ghost town, is located in a room on the fifteenth floor. Du Zheng cursed loudly and stood up from his chair abruptly.

Rochese winced, buried himself in the quilt, and curled up under the window.

"Fuck!" Du Zheng scolded viciously.

Yes, now he could be sure that Roach must be able to affect his emotions.

"I'm going to kill Rorian." Du Zhengyi announced.

"Don't kill my dad." Rocky said weakly in his cocoon made of quilts.

"If it weren't for your dad's maggots"

"Your dad is the fly!" Roach replied weakly.

Du Zhengyi scolded again, walked near the quilt cocoon, and kicked it.

"I felt like a parasite." Roach cried and said that he had complained a lot, but did not protest against Du Zhengyi's mistreatment of him, "an alien brain parasite." ”

"You just found a couple of disgusting sci-fi movies to watch? You're quite mentally self-pitying. Du Zhengyi took the pitifully small old mobile phone and looked at it, "Why didn't you blind your eyes?" ”

"What is the point of my life?" Roach muttered, "I'm living like a single-player narcissistic game." ”

"Shut up Roach." Du Zhengyi kicked him again, "Let me tell you, you can indeed radiate some spiritual contagion, but that is very limited, and the output emotions are also extreme." I do feel in a good mood when you're alive and kicking, you're a fucking mascot. But now you're extremely depressed, and you're a plague god. I also followed the melon fall, and I was troubled by this gray emotion, and I now even remember the incident when I was a child when I was a child by the deflated three people who grabbed the lollipop. That stinky and shameless one, so old and embarrassed to bully children. But, that's all. That's all, do you understand what that means? ”

"I should be locked up alone in a cube under the Qionglin." Roach muttered.

"Damn," Du Zhengyi yelled in frustration, "can you listen to me?" You don't, and can't, influence my actions and my mind. You're not that advanced, you can't do that complex work. It's all Rorian, I'm sorry, you bastard daddy, you're deliberately provoking me to throw you back on him. "Then why don't you dump me back at him?" Rocky asked.

"I thought, if your father can be a little bit like him on the outside, and as human as he looks on the inside, I would have kicked you back, then I would have been relieved. But if you look at him, it's clear that he's a paranoid. Du Zhengyi said annoyedly. Damn, I wanted to go to mahjong tonight, but none of you mind mages are good people. ”

"Du Zhengyi," Luo Qi said weakly, "don't you think you've never had such a big temper?" Does this also have something to do with me? ”

"I want to slaughter you now, cut you open, and put you in my back wall." Du Zhengyi squatted down and said while poking the quilt at the place about Luo Qi's head. "Is that what you think? If that's what you think, then I'm not going to do it with any burden? ”

"Pervert, restrain yourself!"