Jiang Shouyun walked on the road with an umbrella in one hand and a pocket in the other, a thick wallet in the crook of his arm, and an extra bottle of nutrition express in the small basket containing vegetables.

There are no stars or moon tonight, but the street lamps on the street illuminate the night road like the moon.

Lu Mingfei didn't go home with him.

In other words, Lu Mingfei proposed to give Jiang Shouyun a ride but he refused, because he suddenly wanted to walk around the city where he had lived for more than ten years.

For this reason, Lu Mingfei was also complained about Jiang Shenren, and he would actually be sad in the spring and autumn.

Jiang Shouyun said as if he was joking, envying the people of the road gods who were stupid every day, and nothing could make him sad.

- It was as if someone had been sad for him.

Jiang Shouyun met Lu Mingfei for the first time, and it was indeed in an Internet café.

At that time, he had been living in the "Corpse Soul Realm" for more than ten years, and suddenly returning to his "hometown" only felt like a world away.

It's like having a dream that has lasted for more than ten years.

In reality, it was just a night, but he had more than ten years of memories.

Therefore, after Jiang Shouyun came to his senses, he came to the Internet café as soon as possible, hoping to find something familiar.

It was at that time that he met Lu Mingfei.

Two souls who are also cut off from the world and lonely.

But what Lu Mingfei didn't know was that the second time Jiang Shouyun saw him, he accidentally saw him come out of the Internet café, go home and enter the building but did not enter the house.

Slip through the iron fence leading to the rooftop, sit by the humming air conditioner, and gaze out over the city until the sun goes down.

The look in the eyes of the declining boy at that time deeply touched Jiang Shouyun.

It's all too familiar.

When he first crossed over to that world, he wandered in the 80th ward of Soul Street due to a language barrier.

In the 80th district, there was no grass growing in that haunted place, famine was everywhere, and countless souls were killing each other to decide who had the right to live.

Seventeen-year-old Jiang Shouyun survived there for a year.

In the end, he was discovered by Aizen and felt that Jiang Shouyun had a good talent, so he took him to the Mao Spiritual Academy.

However, when Jiang Shouyun later asked him why he brought him back.

Aizen smiled inexplicably and said, "It's eyes." ”

"Eyes?"

"Yes, Jiang Jun, I liked the look in your eyes at that time, people like you shouldn't stay in Wandering Soul Street and be a lonely ghost."

At that time, Jiang Shouyun didn't understand the meaning of blue dyeing, so he only thought that this black-bellied man was making fun of his embarrassment at that time.

It wasn't until he saw the eyes of the declining boy that Jiang Shouyun finally understood.

Since then, he has become interested in the famous decrepit boy of Shilan Middle School.

Later, after getting along for a while, I got to know each other better.

How so?

The little decrepit boy is really cowardly, he is not very good, he has no ability to do bad things, he has no confidence in himself, and he does not have any expectations, so he will not work hard or anything, and he does not know where his future is......

Only in that noisy and noisy underground Internet café.

Lu Mingfei touched the keyboard and mouse full of soot, and commanded his interstellar army to run from one end of the screen to the other, behind him was the praise and admiration of the interstellar buddies.

That may be the happiest time for Lu Mingfei.

Therefore, Jiang Shouyun is not willing to occupy the only time he is "alive".

However, Jiang Shouyun occasionally felt that he would suddenly become a different person.

Lonely, and fierce, there is so much unwillingness hidden in his eyes, just like ......

- like a stubborn dead child.

Yes, dead child.

When they are helpless, some dead children will cry, and some dead children will walk their own way with their necks bowed.

Lu Mingfei is the kind of dead child who stiffens his neck.

Whenever he was sad and sad, someone always gave him a candy as if he were giving him alms.

Distant parents, StarCraft, Chen Wenwen, and the unknown old Tang, and even him Jiang Shouyun......

But nothing helped him to bring him happiness other than to maintain his fragile balance on the verge of loneliness.

"When you are robbed of all the candy, when this fragile balance is broken."

Jiang Shouyun lowered his head and said softly, "What will you become?" ”

Inexplicably, a sense of familiarity welled up in Jiang Shouyun's heart.

It seems that he once sat alone on a high place, looking into the distance, until the sun and moon went down and were swallowed up by the boundless loneliness.

“…… It's really an inexplicable idea, and I'm not a decrepit boy and a dog's tail grass. ”

Jiang Shouyun shook his head with a smile and threw out the unrealistic thoughts.

Even in that strange world where death and souls live, he is still a jade and gold who is praised by the old man Yamamoto himself.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku, the founder of the thirteenth team of the Guardian Court of the Soul Court and the captain of the first Ichiban team, the founder of the Mao Spiritual Academy, has absolute authority in the corpse soul world, and his strength is strong, and no god of death has surpassed him for thousands of years.

Mao Spiritual Academy,It's a school for cultivating the god of death in the corpse soul world.,The curriculum is a six-year system.,The main thing to learn is to cut fists and ghosts.。

"Chop" is the way of the sword, "fist" is a white fight, "walk" is an instantaneous step, and "ghost" is the way of the ghost.

Aizen is a careerist, and he has a good eye.

Jiang Shouyun's monster-like talent stunned everyone.

His own spiritual pressure is very terrifying, the growth rate is even more outrageous, and he learns very quickly.

It only took one year for Jiang Shouyun to graduate from the Mao Spiritual Academy and become a god of death, and a few years later, it was logical to join Aizen's Wuban team.

Although Aizen is a careerist who is good at disguise, ruthless, and has a deep sense of government, he is also a charismatic and good teacher.

In the past ten years, Jiang Shouyun has been like a sponge, frantically absorbing all the knowledge and learning a lot from Aizen.

Now that he thinks about it, he really doesn't have too deep memories of that world, and if he has to say, the only thing worth cherishing may be the knowledge of that world.

"It seems that emotionally, I am also weak enough."

Jiang Shouyun shrugged his shoulders, no longer thinking about what he had and didn't have, and instead quickened the pace of his feet.

He would come home on time before 8 o'clock every day, a habit he had since he was a child.

Even in that "dead" world, even Aizen couldn't change his habit.

Soon, Jiang Shouyun saw the familiar narrow alley.

This kind of alley is very common in the city, and there is always such a complex vein between the buildings.

And this is his home in this world.

Smack...... Smack......

Jiang Shouyun walked into the narrow alley, and couldn't tell whether it was air-conditioning water or rainwater droplets falling on the ground, gathering shallow puddles.

When you look up, you can only see the tall residential buildings, as well as the external air-conditioning cases and rusty anti-theft guardrails.

There are white T-shirts or shirts hanging on it, some transparent but clean, and you can see through the white fabric at a glance the cleanliness of the night sky behind you.

Jiang Shouyun raised his head and swept his gaze to the side.

A dark shadow flashed from there.