"Thanks to Yun Bureau for your concern, everything is fine now."
"Well, tomorrow you take your adopted daughter, Mo Yue, back to Wolong Province, to Xinzhou City, and help me record the movements there, to be precise, "Shadow Kill", the Yun family, and others
Conspicuous power situation.”
"Okay, what kind of observation is it?"
"Yunmo kidnapped the third young lady of the Ye family and wanted to save his life by forcibly forming an in-law relationship. No, he should be waiting for an opportunity to make a comeback based on having as much strength as possible to make a comeback, right? After all, the "shadow killer" who has been seriously injured will keep a low profile.
For a long time, I will take this "cooked rice" into consideration a little bit, of course, this is normal."
"What does Yun Bureau mean?"
"It would be good to directly devour the Yun family, but for future considerations, it would also be good to watch a few more dramas with rich content. Only after we have explored the place, explored the connections, and checked the personnel can we fight with "Shadow Kill""
Cooperate”, right?
"Everything should be done according to Yun Bureau's instructions."
"Well, you can go home and get ready later. Let's go directly tomorrow. I will reimburse you for all the expenses of this trip."
"yes."
"Right."
"exist."
"I trained you with my own hands. During this period of time, I have been very optimistic about your future. Hehe, if nephew Shuwen is still alive... I would like to recognize him as my godson."
——Yun Luo raised his head, and the shiny bronze coins in his hand reflected the faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Xiao Hao, don't make me regret my evaluation of you."
The midday sun shone on Lin Hao's slightly thin body like a wall lamp in the refrigerator, making people feel chilly.
The dry throat squirmed fearfully. Lin Hao's skin was pale and he tried his best to put on a "spiritual" smile:
"No, definitely, no."
"Click."
The door was closed, and Lin Hao, who was covered in sweat, swayed unsteadily in the corridor, as if he had lost two souls, and swayed down the stairs tremblingly.
"Hello?"
"Xiaoyue, it's me. I'll pick you up from school later."
"Where to go?"
"Go to Xinzhou, I will take you to have fun for a while."
"I understand. As long as you don't go to Hangjiang, it's fine."
Mo Yue closed her phone, walked back to the reading room from the bathroom, and started to pack her belongings.
"Crack."
The slightly damaged leather wallet slipped from the shoulder bag. Mo Yue looked nervous and hurriedly picked up the wallet from the ground, held it in her chest, and stared at the opened wallet with expressions in her eyes.
To be precise, it was the photo of one of them: on one side was Mo Yunfei, who was grinning, and on the other side was Mo Yue, who was quietly hugging his brother's waist.
Yes, as long as it's not Hangjiang (the city where Mo Yunfei and Lin Shuwen faked their deaths in a car accident), that's fine.
After solemnly putting her wallet back into her satchel, Mo Yue smoothed her hair around her ears and walked out of the library door.
Beside the door, several boys were lighting cigarettes.
"Well……"
Inexplicable dizziness suddenly hit Mo Yue's brain. She staggered and covered half of her face, and a silvery white shadow loomed on her body.
Suddenly, Mo Yue turned around and looked at the men who were lighting cigarettes.
The child's dark pupils suddenly lit up with a sea of silver-white fire.
"Damn it! Gasoline leaked!"
"Quick! Get down on the ground!"
"Roll! Roll quickly and crush it!"
A young man's lighter was swallowed up by the flames without any warning, and the right side of his body was instantly lit, and began to expand to a larger area like a tide.
The boy immediately followed the advice of his companions, quickly threw away the lighter in his hand, and began to roll left and right on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.
"Damn it! It's so fucking hot!"
"!"
The boy's increasingly louder voice finally woke up Mo Yue. She closed her eyes as if she had just woken up from a dream, feeling only a sense of exhaustion from her heart. As she closed her eyes, the flames surrounding the boy also continued.
It was not successfully suppressed in the next few seconds.
Everything is like an accident.
Mo Yue squatted down, blinked her eyes, and took five minutes to collect herself. Just as she was trying to stand up, a man in a long white trench coat stretched out his hand to her.
"Need help?"
Her silver hair shone with dazzling light in the sun. Mo Yue shook her head and stood up from the ground with her own strength.
"Thank you for your concern."
After politely thanking her, Mo Yue sidestepped past the man in white in front of her and walked straight to the school gate in the distance.
(Ice Feather)
(Well, he is a superpower who is about to awaken.)
(Superpower? Isn’t it an elementalist?)
(On the surface, she looks like a "fire" elementalist, but if you recall the white smoke rising from her body, although she has very obvious characteristics of the elemental spirit, that thing does not have any "belonging".)
(As long as it is an elemental spirit, it will definitely be connected to the objective elemental energy that it can mobilize, but she can increase the flame or control the flame without any connection?)
("Yu", do you think you should hand it over to "Shadow Kill" or bring it to our side?)
(Let me report to the President first...)
In the distance, Mo Yue got into her adoptive father's car. The young man in white clothes in front of the library quietly flicked the silver sword-shaped hairpin on his forehead and walked into the library of this university gracefully. He was also a member of China.
Inside a building that is one of the core research laboratories disguised by the Chinese government.
"Dad, what happened?"
The car ran quietly on the road, and Mo Yue, who was mentally prepared, asked her adoptive father straight to the point.
"I've been given a mission from above. I need to go to Xinzhou to complete a survey mission. It's not a real thing. Xiaoyue, just relax and play."
Lin Hao held a cigarette in his left hand and put his right wrist on the steering wheel in front of him. He explained the problem of his adopted daughter without looking away and popped the cigarette ashes out of the car.
"Why are you holding me back? Is that what you're saying above?"
"Well, I don't know why, but they just ask you to follow me to Xinzhou. I have also contacted your mother and asked her to come to Xinzhou to take care of you."
"Ah? Don't bother mom, right? Dad, please tell mom not to come. I can do it alone."
Mo Yue rejected this love from her adoptive parents. Although she still cannot completely get over the shadow of her brother's death (referring to the initial fake death), she now has a warm home. In Mo Yue's
In my heart, these kind-hearted father and mother are my biological parents, and I will care and take care of them like a biological daughter.
I also tell my brother in heaven that everything is fine with me now.
"The main reason is to let your mother relax. Shuwen went to middle school in Xinzhou City. At that time, your mother, Cui Die, came here alone from home and was forced to go to university by your brother Lin Shuwen."
"But Brother Shuwen is not..."
Why go to such a place to relax? In this land where you can recall those things that have passed away at a casual glance, wouldn’t it make you feel even more heartbroken and sad?
Mo Yue bit her lips a few times to stop her questioning, but Lin Hao seemed to have guessed her doubts and said directly:
"Those who blindly escape will sooner or later be caught up. Your uncle and I would also escape during those days, lock ourselves in the house, and want to drink some wine to numb ourselves, but every time
When I hold the wine bottle, the voice of your brother Lin Shuwen will ring in my mind."
Lin Hao looked sad, and his hoarse voice seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
"Brother Lin Shuwen, you hate me, your uncle, for drinking, and for drunkenly "educating" him. My son once said that as long as I don't drink, he can chat with me all day long. Now,
I really, really regret it.”
Lin Hao bit his lips and teeth a few times, with tears in the corners of his wet eyes.
"Later I quit, but it was too late. But when I put down the bottle completely, I suddenly found that I couldn't see him anymore, hahaha... Really, at that moment I suddenly realized that I was really a failure.
The memories of a father and his son only exist in the things he hates most."
"So dad, do you continue to drink just to remember your brother Shuwen?"
"Half and half, most of them are your uncle. I have no choice but to go to socialize and accompany you, but every time I drink less, because I hope that even if I see your brother Shuwen in my memories, I can't go.
To make him angry, at least on the surface, your uncle and I didn’t drink."
Lin Hao tilted his head and looked at Mo Yue. His expression was not only tender and nostalgic, but also had the open-mindedness and innocence of an old man.
"So Xiaoyue, uncle, this is what I want to tell you. Memories are not just things in the past. They are a kind of "communication bridge". We can use this "bridge" to communicate with those who have passed away.
"Dialogue" with relatives, not only listening to them tell stories about the past, but also telling them about us now."
"Now, us?"
"Well, we are now."
The ruts ran through the mud layer on the road, leaving two clear ruts.
At five o'clock in the evening, in the ward of the "Pure Land" base, Lin Shuwen opened his eyes after sleeping for a full twenty-four hours.
(Owner!)
(You wake up.)
(How long have I slept?)
(Twenty-four hours.)
"call……"
After confirming the situation, Lin Shuwen stood up from the hospital bed, leaned back on the bed, and looked around.
On the left is the unconscious Naya, and on the right is the lifeless Ye Yi.
(That kid is a bit dazed. If you want to save him, you have to find the alien god who pulled him into the dreamland. Yes, that is the swollen daughter.)
"Si" rarely took the initiative to talk, but Lin Shuwen listened to his suggestion with an indifferent expression, and took advantage of his breathing space to ask:
"Did you make some kind of deal with the Outer God Naia?"