Xia Zhihuai held his jaw with one hand, laughing so hard that he didn't have a straight face: "Finishing and Trust."

Xia Zhihuai finished ridicule and saw that the situation was not good, he immediately changed the topic.

"The so-called energy conversion is...energy is conserved and will not disappear out of thin air, but will only be converted into other energy."

Huang Xikong's eyes were fixed: "Convert it into other energy?"

As Xia Zhihuai talked, he suddenly realized the problem.

He and Huang Xikong looked at each other and said in unison: "The intercepted life span has not disappeared."

It is even very likely that the purpose of the person who actually creates this thing behind his back is to unknowingly intercept other people's life span.

The conversion's lifespan is fed back to those who use the life-blocking card, which may be just to cover up the eyes.

Xia Zhihuai stood up from the ground with a wheel, and said with a serious expression: "Isn't that..."

Huang Xikong turned his head and looked at the lights in the distance, returning to his previous calm appearance: "The car is here."

...

The speculations of Xia Zhihuai and Huang Xikong cannot be verified for the time being.

Mo Yanshu's case was investigated by those in the Demon Administration Bureau. The Mo family is a wealthy family with no idea of ​​how deep they are. They do not have any position, and it is a fantasy to interfere in the Mo family affairs.

The two returned to the entrance of the village at around 1 a.m., and the entire mountain village was hidden in the darkness, with almost no star light seen.

Xia Zhihuai turned around and watched the taxi turn down the mountain. The car turned the high beams into small spots on the winding mountain road, disappearing among the rocks and trees that blend into the darkness.

Huang Xikong put his hands in his pocket and looked up at the sky above his head.

There are clouds, moons, and stars.

“There is really a big difference here and City S.”

He sighed softly and walked forward.

Xia Zhihuai was imitating him to look up at the starry sky.

It is indeed very different. City S cannot see the stars. Every night, the galaxies in the sky are infinitely weakened by the brilliant and gorgeous lights of the city.

The stars above the head are like a very long belt, as dense, flickering and dreamy as described in fairy tales.

"Why don't you leave?"

Huang Xikong walked out for a while and found that he was still stopping. His slightly raised hair gently blew in the night wind, and a bad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "There are actually several lonely graves near the entrance of this village. Are you not afraid of walking alone behind?"

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

md, he was not afraid of it.

But when he turned around, he suddenly saw the little girl sitting on the tree with two slender calves shaking her hair. His body suddenly stood up.

Xia Zhihuai no longer admired the night view of Chengxu in front of him, and quickly caught up with Huang Xikong's steps until he walked back to the door of the yard, and suddenly remembered something.

"It's over!"

Huang Xikong reached out to open the yard door, and Wensheng turned around and looked at him suddenly snoring.

"I just said I seemed to have forgotten something!" Xia Zhihuai looked up and slapped hard on his head. He looked at Huang Xikong and said with annoyance, "We forgot Qu Xiunan in the Demon Management Bureau."

Huang Xikong paused his finger on the door panel, and a sudden look flashed in his eyes: "..."

It seems...yes.

The two stood at the door in the middle of the night and were speechless. After a few minutes of silence, Xia Zhihuai took the lead in comforting himself: "It doesn't matter, the people from the Demon Management Bureau will come here to get the life-blocking card tomorrow, so... they will definitely bring Qu Xiunan back by the way."

Huang Xikong didn't say anything.

But he thought it might not be great, Qu Xiunan should wake up tomorrow.

When I woke up, if I knew that Xia Zhihuai had forgotten him in the Demon Management Bureau...

How far can their boat of friendship travel?

...

The two of them entered the yard one by one, and Xia Zhihuai deliberately made a light move, afraid that Wanwan would fall asleep.

He turned on the small light in the bedroom and looked at the bed.

No one.

Xia Zhihuai stood inside the house and frowned for a while, then immediately turned around and walked out the door: "Wanwan is not in the house, I'll go find her."

Huang Xikong stopped him and said, "It's already past two in the morning. Since Wanwan hasn't come back, she must be living in another place. It's just a mess to bring her back at this time."

"Go again tomorrow morning."

Xia Zhihuai calmed down for three seconds, feeling that Huang Xikong was right.

Everything happened so suddenly today. He didn't arrange Wanwan and went out to find Qu Xiunan. He was the one who dereliction of duty.

At this time, I will bring back the sleeping children. Although Wanwan’s personality will not easily lose her temper, it is really unnecessary.

"Hurry up and take a break first."

Huang Xikong did not enter the house, so he raised his eyes and looked at the painting of the statue hanging on the wall of the living room of the main hall. He quickly withdrew his gaze, turned around and floated to the roof to sit down.

Xia Zhihuai was also tired all day, so he washed up briefly, fell asleep on the bed.

...

Huang Xikong listened to the breathing inside the house, laying his back on the tiles on the roof, and looking at the crescent moon moving westward.

The night in the mountains is not quiet. The Jingzhe has long passed, the insects in the mountains have already awakened, and insects are flying in the low-lying grass and ditches, and frogs are roaring.

Huang Xikong was pillowing with the sound of nature, without any sleepiness, and his tall figure lay under the low star curtain, looking a little lonely.

He didn't expect that after a thousand years of death, he would actually live the life he had dreamed of during his lifetime.

Before he entered the officialdom, he was full of complacent and ambitious, hoping to reorganize the country and save the people of the world in dire straits.

When I retire to my late years, I return home. I have a few acres of thin fields and a bookstore to teach and educate people in the fields.

After entering the government, he found that sometimes manpower was exhausted, and there was an insurmountable gap between ideals and reality, but he was still trembling.

As he fell into the trough of life, his once confidence and ambition were dissipated all at once, and he watched the court officials whitewash the peace with grudges. The emperor was addicted to wine and glitz, and drove towards the end of destruction with such a huge family and country like an out-of-control train.

Lost everything, so I have no desire to live.

Until the light of day was seen again, hatred was still there, but there seemed to be many places that were different.

He followed the Xia family brother and sister and looked at the world again. He realized that the years of time had passed, and the ambition that he had not realized in his life had become a reality.

Huang Xikong raised his right hand, and the crescent moon seemed to fall on his fingertips, and he couldn't help but think of his first wife.

She has been reincarnated countless times and has become the lover of others who support each other and no longer remember him.

He failed to spoil the child he grew up with, and now he is reincarnated, and his small face is blurred in his memory.

Time takes every soul forward, experiencing life, death, joy, sorrow, separation and reunion.

But his time stagnated.

The fingertips slowly clenched, and the veins on the back of the white hands burst out one by one, and Huang Xikong's beautiful peach blossom eyes slowly filled with cold light: "Chen Kewu!"

This was the first time he had spoken the name of Emperor Xu of Jin after he left the ancient tomb.

The sound seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, suppressing all hatred and murderous intent.

He must personally crush the devil's bones and ashes, so that he can completely lose his soul.

...

Xia Zhihuai, who was lying in the room, suddenly sat up from the bed, was frightened by the cold air and felt sweaty on his forehead. He sat on the mattress holding the quilt in a daze.

He was stunned for a while, turned his head and looked out the window, it was already dawn.

There was a voice in the yard.

Xia Zhihuai lifted the quilt, walked out of the door in slippers, stared at the chaotic chicken coop, yawned lazily, and listened to Wanwan's screaming excitedly.

Really energetic.

He walked to the pool in the yard with a cup and toothbrush.

Wanwan ran to him, looked up at his a little haggard, "Brother, when did you come back last night?"

"When you were asleep." Xia Zhihuai raised his hand and rubbed her very beautiful head today. "I'll brush my teeth first, you and your Uncle Huang go play first."

Wanwan nodded: "Brother, I have already had breakfast. I just brought breakfast from the director uncle."

Xia Zhihuai had a toothbrush in his mouth, looked back at the clean-washed stone trough in the yard, and raised his hand to pat Wanwan's head: "I finally didn't love you in vain."

Wanwan avoided his big hands: "My hair was tied to me by my assistant sister. If you mess it up, you won't tie it to me. Be careful."

Xia Zhihuai watched her run away disgustedly: "..."

So, is it only three seconds to love him?
Chapter completed!