Lu Zhengkang and Sheogela stood in an even darker corner of the dark room.
There was bright white light from car lights flying in from the outside, projecting in through the two small glass windows on the door, creating a trapezoidal light spot on the gray-white cement wall, moving from large to small, then disappearing.
Not far from the house is a highway, which is very busy. Even at night, there are many vehicles, especially heavy vehicles heading to the city. They make huge noises and roar, and the house will faintly tremble.
The winter in Jiangnan is really cold. The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is only one degree, but the boy sleeps soundly. He is lying in a comfortable quilt with a thick quilt and a red quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water. This was purchased by his parents when they got married.
For an eight-year-old child, the space between the bed and the quilt is like a whole new world. He hides in it and exposes his head to the outside air. It is safe. He can ignore the cold and noise.
Sheogorath took a deep breath and sighed slowly. This action was also done by Lu Zhengkang, but he usually sighed like this when he was tired, but he smelled a delicious meal.
"Oh! It's so surprising. My friend from another world, ah, you are very calm. This is right. I won't do anything to you, right? Just a little..." He stretched out his index finger and touched
He made a slit with his thumb, "Trick, no, no, no, don't say that, I'll be sad."
Yes! It's a joke, just a joke, why do you keep a straight face? Like me, smile more!" The corners of Sheogorath's mouth were cracked, blood flowed like tears, and her face was as white as powder, so unbridled
Smiling, the boy sleeping peacefully in the room frowned slightly, as if he was having a nightmare.
Lu Zhengkang was not angry, he just watched Sheogorath's performance.
"Next, we have an audience, but we still need performers. Guess who it will be? Which one of us? Or together?" He rubbed his hands excitedly and made a sound.
"I don't want to guess."
"Give up! Okay, okay, then I have to announce the answer!" Sheogorath waved his hand, and a door of annihilation appeared, then disappeared, leaving behind a woman wearing a golden evening dress and a sable coat.
It's Serana.
She seemed unable to see Lu Zhengkang, and just asked Sheogela, "Where am I? Was Baishan kidnapped by you?"
"Hush, shush, shush... don't be excited, lovely lady, your beauty is like a shooting star on a midsummer night crossing the mirror-like lake. In that case, let's play a game, how about it?"
"I can't understand the context of your words, but you are very sweet. Hand over my lover now, or I will have to open your ass with an ice pick!" Serana rarely encounters a trick.
I clicked on such a dense collection of characters, and I even wanted to quarrel with the crazy god for a few more words.
"Ouch!!!" The mad god suddenly became furious, "Shut up, lowly mortal, who do you think is standing in front of you? It's the great Sheogorath, the mad god, that mad god! If you disrespect me again, I will
Your skin and flesh must be uncovered, and your internal organs must be exposed to the sun!”
Serana was immediately shocked, "No wonder..."
Sheogorath's angry eyes were truly chaotic and angry, with saliva splattering all over the place, and his gray eyes were bloodshot. If nothing else, the expression itself was very lethal. He stared at Serana for a while,
Until he was kicked by Lu Zhengkang, he suddenly burst into laughter as if a switch had been pressed, "Oh, your little boyfriend threatened me, don't scare you, no, it's boring!"
Serana became cautious in her words, "Great Mad God Sheogorath, how can you return my lover to me?"
"Simple, simple, guess where you are first."
Serana turned around and looked around. There were some old wooden furniture piled up in the room. The wooden boards were spliced together. They were not high-end things. The room itself was not spacious. There were exactly five pieces of bed, wardrobe, desk, bedside table, and chair.
I can count them on one hand.
The boy on the bed rolled slightly, feeling a little restless.
"This is your lover's thought, you are in his head! As long as you can wake up this child, he can come back, but now you have no ability to cast spells, haha, guess what to do
?" Sheogorath sucked the blood and saliva from the corner of his mouth.
"Please give me some enlightenment." Serana found that she was indeed unable to sense magic energy and was surrounded by a magical desert.
"Of course...it's Wabajack!!!" The mad god opened the small suitcase and pulled out a three-foot-long gray iron rod. It was straight and had a double-faced head with an open mouth and a big smile on the top.
, it looks like an abstraction of Sheogorath, with a small round pit on the top of the head, and the large mouth has been exaggerated and made transparent, leaving a large hole.
This is the mad god's magical weapon. When the energy is stimulated, a red light group will be emitted from the end of the staff. The objects or creatures hit will undergo different changes.
Serana took the staff and was about to ask another question when she saw the Mad God take a step back and disappear into the shadow of the room.
The only thing left in the room was the distant sound of cars going back and forth.
Serana activated her staff and struck the light ball on the sleeping boy.
Bang.
In a flash of red light, the boy transformed into a stuffed deer head.
Serana panicked and used her staff to cast spells on the deer head, but it had no effect at all.
She was a little dazed, but at this time, it was dawn.
The door opened, and a middle-aged woman in an apron opened the door and walked in. She sat on the edge of the bed and gently pushed the deer head, "Kangkang, wake up, you're going to be late."
There was no movement in the deer head.
The woman sighed, "If you can't sleep for another two minutes, I'll drag you up!"
She went out without closing the door. The early morning light was neither bright nor clean. Serana walked outside the door. This was the balcony corridor. There were stairs to the first floor on the right. The railings were made of iron and painted green.
The paint has been peeled off, revealing the rusty iron pipes.
There are low mountains in the distance, and the sun is still peeking out a little behind the mountains to the east. The clouds in the sky are so thick that the skies to the west and south are gloomy and extremely gray, and the night is so dense that it cannot be dissolved.
The mountains above are dyed through by the rays of the sun, and are golden and colorful. The blue sky is actually not very blue, but it is also very beautiful, and the morning stars are quietly shining brightly.
Here are Lu Zhengkang’s childhood memories.
There was the sound of a busy kitchen stove downstairs, and the aroma of food wafted out of the smoke. Serana didn't know it, thinking it would be delicious food, but in fact it was just the leftovers from last night put into a pot and blanched.
In front of the door was an alley, and an old man in a white shirt riding a tricycle passed by, shouting, "Selling gas!" The voice was very long. Serana couldn't understand it, but it didn't stop her from liking this hawking a little bit.
Voice.
The woman went from the kitchen back to the boy's bedroom. She actually dragged the deer's head out, carried the antlers and went downstairs, complaining that the boy was still lying in bed for such a big man.
Serana followed with interest, knowing that she had not messed up, and let's see what the next story would be like!
