Let the world sink into the darkness of eternal night.

"Why bother...... hoarse voice seemed to choke in his throat, not knowing whether to persuade others or himself.

"If you have demons, how can you become a Buddha? The sharp voice carried a momentum of contemplation to the world, and the contradictory adjectives were unexpectedly unified in his body.

"It's just a matter of letting go. ”

"Hehe, isn't it because I can't put it down. ”

"In that case, why not have fun with you once. In the darkness, a blood-red streamer stood up from his prostrateness, his eyes were red, and he glared at the entire dark sky.

Opposite him, Yu Ling was depressed, and his slender back was filled with golden light, and the thrilling armor spread from his shoulders downward, covering the thin body.

The Great Sage returns.

The tattered robe can't hide his divine brilliance, even if he has no choice, he has to ride a thousand.

Shura was born.

He laughed insolently, as always.

"Haha! Lao Tzu is back!"

Everything is just a reunion after a long absence.

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Ning Bufan ran out of the door without a head, aimlessly, just squeezing into the crowd.

It's not really looking for a beating, it's just that when he returns home and there is no one, he feels inexplicably panicked when he thinks of his parents going out on a date.

He desperately drilled into the crowd, even though there were already passers-by who began to complain dissatisfied, some vigilantly pressed the mobile phone wallet, some carefully kept a distance from him, a big man with chest hair growing to his nostrils even covered his ass nervously, but the expectant eyes still unfortunately betrayed him.

Ning Bufan felt a chill, he wanted to go to more crowded places, and the sudden well-up memories made him feel scared. He didn't dare to stay at home alone, but he had always been mighty and unyielding, and he didn't dare to admit the fear hidden in the depths of his mind.

It was the first semester of the sophomore year of high school, and the school organized a fall outing as usual.

Autumn outings need to be teamed up, and a group of two takes care of each other, which is also easy to manage. But Bufan has always believed that superheroes are lonely, Superman is lonely, Batman is lonely, Spider-Man is lonely, even if it is the X-Men who team up to brush copies, whether it is Wolverine or Magneto, they are all lonely. These loneliness stems from their mission and sense of responsibility, once they have friends, they will have shortcomings, so Batman's combat effectiveness plummeted after Robin.

Ning Bufan has a flamboyant personality, and he was on TV when the city presented him with an award, so naturally some people took the initiative to show favor to him, but more than half of them were killed by him, and after the people killed by him died, they would propose "Let's go fight Warcraft, the King of Fighters is outdated." ”

At this time, Bufan will only faintly say "follow your heart", and then write a from and a heart to the other party in his heart, and gradually drift away.

That outing was very strange from the beginning, although the school stipulated that a team should be formed, but Ning Bufan went alone. The destination is the film and television city in the city next door, and it takes two hours to charter a direct car. Bufan sat on the bus without saying a word all the way, quiet and contemplative, and had no intention of looking at the scenery...... Or, he simply doesn't remember the scenery on the road.

Memories are very strange, some indifferent details will be magnified, remember and will not forget, just like something and a certain place inadvertently said a certain sentence, unintentional action, but the memory is so deep that every time you come to a similar place in the future, you will remember it. This may just be an idea at the time, or it may be a coquettish reprimand from the sanitation aunt, or the fragrance of the freshly baked Mao Xuewang stuffed buns. In short, memory will intercept a fragment for no reason, which makes people feel emotional.

Ning Bufan is not a sentimental person, his life is like a speech of nine knives, he is constantly fighting. He is not afraid of being beaten, not afraid of being scolded, not afraid of ghosts, not afraid of the dark, and not even afraid of death, but in the face of the unknown, he is really afraid.

He vaguely remembered that it was a cloudy day with a sad face, and the bus, which was estimated to be older than him, staggered all the way to its destination. More than 20 adolescent boys and girls in the car were silent, and the atmosphere was like a funeral. Everyone sat nervously and quietly, although they came out to play, but they couldn't see a trace of the happiness of young people.

This strange atmosphere is a mistake in memory, or a real sense of crisis that every happy high school student can feel.

A cartload of the walking dead.

The sky was gloomy and gloomy like a sponge that had been kept in the toilet for a long time, gray and thick, as if it was full to a critical point, just waiting for a pair of invisible delicate little hands to twist it, and the heavy rain would pour down.

"I didn't bring an umbrella...... Bufan couldn't help but feel a little melancholy when he looked at such a sky. It was a rare emotion for him, "melancholy," a word that never appeared in his dictionary, so much so that he later went to fight the man who sold pirated dictionaries.

The bus came to the gate of the film and television city with noise, and the engine that had been in disrepair for a long time did not have such a nice sound as "Akai Creeper Monkey Monkey Run", and only made the noise of noisy mechanical failure when it came to a stop.

The people in the car consciously lined up, lowered their heads, and their expressionless faces rushed in.

In order to make it easier to identify, the school requires everyone to wear a school uniform. All of them were dressed in black, miserable under the gray sky, like crows in captivity, step by step, broken wings, and prostrate without hope.

However, we don't have black uniforms...... Ning Bufan looked at the crowd around him, and his sense of crisis became stronger.

"Smack!" the whip slammed on the ground, followed by a furious cry: "Go to work!"

A rugged man has no upper body, his strong muscles are dark and shiny, his arms are tendoned, and he is whipped again: "Go to work!"

"Human flesh repeater?" Bufan thought in his heart, if it was normal, he would say it directly, but today is too weird, he was infected by the atmosphere, and he also put away his past sharpness.

Then Bufan saw that his classmates were automatically divided into two columns, and he also followed the column on the right to line up first, he wanted to ask what was going on, and when he came to the film and television city, all of them were actors? I haven't been hospitalized for the past two days......

It should be an event arranged by the film and television city, everyone is acting, and everyone is an actor. Looking at the appearance of this big brother, he should be playing Spartacus. Bufan remembered so many eighteen forbidden scenes in Spartacus, and suddenly felt a little worried, if it was my turn to play the prisoner in a while, would it be my whole fruit.

People are still young......