In the water, there was a small thing quietly approaching the swinging legs of the little butterfly demon.
When it was about to get closer, the little thing was suddenly lifted up by a hand thrust into the water.
"Don't be naughty." Miss Heishui said, and put the small thing she was carrying back into the swimming pool... It was a demon cub with a small turtle shell on its back.
Only then did Luo Pianqing realize this and blinked.
"This child is not afraid of life. He will only approach those he likes. Don't mind." Miss Heishui said with a slight smile at this time.
"How could it be!" Luo Pianqing shook her head.
She swam back to the pool and said curiously: "Miss Heishui, why don't you come down and play? It's so cool here!"
Miss Heishui said softly: "No, I have to watch these children here. If I let them play while I am playing, it will be difficult to let them have an accident... You also know that we can't use our power in this city."
Even though the adult demons still retain some of their physical abilities, the cubs of the demons are very weak... so weak that an ordinary person can hurt them as long as they hold some offensive weapons in their hands.
"If it's so dangerous... Miss Heishui, why did you bring them in?" Luo Pianqing asked in confusion.
Heishui thought for a while and said: "I also lived in this city before. Later, it was isolated from all power, so I took these children to the suburbs. If it wasn't to find Lord Long this time, I wouldn't
This is the last resort. There are many people outside the city. If I leave these children outside, I'm afraid something will happen. It's a pity..."
Luo Pianying thought for a while and said, "Those monsters blocking outside the hospital seem to have the same plan as Miss Heishui."
Heishui smiled bitterly and said: "It won't have any effect... After all, it is Master Long's decision. I'm afraid it will be difficult to impress her."
She thought of the report that Sister Long made quietly, and she wanted to comfort Miss Heishui, who was bringing a group of children, just like a parent, but after thinking about it, she resisted the urge.
Sister Long didn't say it was something that could definitely be done, so how could she just give it as a wish?
"Actually, Miss Heishui, have you ever thought about taking these children to an uninhabited place?" Xiaodie Yao thought for a while and said: "There will still be some. China is so big, there must be some.
There are many places where there are no people around, where you can live quietly."
"I don't deny that there is such a place." Miss Heishui shook her head and said: "I have thought about it too...but you are only looking at the dozen or so children I brought with me. However, in China's big city
How many demon children are wandering on the ground? You see, these children are enjoying happiness here now, but at the same time, in places we don’t know, how many children are suffering unimaginable things that you and I can’t imagine.
The pain they feel? Their home may be being developed by humans, and they may have lost their loved ones.”
Luo Pianqing thought of the mountain where she once lived, and her mother who was hunted...the tree demon grandpa who raised her and was eventually chopped down by humans.
If Miss Blackwater's ideal environment existed in this world, perhaps there would be less of the grief she has experienced.
It's just that Sister Long is a true dragon from China, not a real dragon from the demon clan... She protects all living things in China, and needs to be controlled by the will of all the dragon veins and spiritual veins in China.
Once she violates these will, it will probably be very troublesome.
Now is the time for the human race...Sister Long has said this more than once.
She knew that when Sister Long said this, she felt uncomfortable and always felt depressed... She would always lock herself in her room, always addicted to games, and seemed unwilling to pay attention to everything in the outside world.
This is not an escape.
Even though he is the True Dragon of China, with unrivaled strength in the world, there are still things he has to avoid.
"Perhaps only the boss can..." Luo Pianqing was a little distracted when thinking about the problem. She said this subconsciously, but she quickly noticed something wrong and quickly stopped it.
"Boss?" Miss Heishui stared at her at this time, "The boss you are talking about, is it..."
"I...I'm just talking nonsense." Little Butterfly Demon said hurriedly: "Miss Blackwater, don't take it seriously."
But Miss Heishui shook her head at this moment, "No, I may know who the boss you are talking about is... In fact, I have had such thoughts."
She took a deep look at Luo Pianqing and said softly: "Always."
…
The topic of demon clan autonomy seems to have stopped suddenly.
Miss Heishui didn't say anything more, and Little Butterfly Demon didn't ask again... It was as if they had completely forgotten the topic.
After Luo Pian Ting played in the swimming pool for a while, Miss Heishui greeted a group of demon cubs and prepared to leave... After all, this is still human territory, and it is not appropriate for her to stay in one place for a long time with a group of demon cubs.
"Perhaps one day, they can be like ordinary human children and play in these places until they are tired. I am very happy to meet you today, Pianpian."
"Me too..." She looked into Miss Heishui's eyes and suddenly felt an unexplainable feeling.
The children said goodbye to the butterfly demon sister one after another in reluctance... Until the end, the little butterfly demon could only watch her farewell.
She was suddenly the only one left in the swimming pool on the high school campus.
She didn't leave, she just let herself soak in the water, letting the water sway and send her body to the center of the swimming pool, where it floated like a rootless tree.
…
When she returned to the guard room, Xiaodie Demon's hair still felt a little wet.
What she met was the rather sad gaze of the gatekeeper.
"I had already washed the swimsuit when it came out!" Xiaodie Demon showed a bright smile: "Thank you for the swimsuit, uncle!"
"I would rather you not wash it off..." The old man guarding the door held the dried and folded swimsuit in his hands in great pain, trembling.
It looked as if the hand was touching a beloved antique that had been broken into pieces.
"No! It's disrespectful or something!" Xiaodie Yao said righteously at this time.
"Let me die..." The gatekeeper squatted in the corner in pain. The feeling of loss seemed to have made him lose the courage to live.
Luo Pianqing seemed to have thought of something at this time, and suddenly said: "Uncle, don't anyone usually go to the indoor swimming pool?"
"Why are you asking this?" The old man guarding the gate asked in surprise: "Now that classes are suspended, who has nothing to do and runs to the swimming pool? It's just the snake with a group of oil bottles."
"Uncle, do you know Miss Heishui?!" Xiaodie Yao couldn't help but open her mouth.
The gatekeeper rolled his eyes and said: "If I didn't know, she had the ability to take such a large group of children to play there? Now it's no better than before, we have all lost our strength... That snake is really, I don't know how to restrain it. , I come here every day, do you really think I am deaf, old man? But my figure is not bad..."
Chatter, chatter.
Just like the gatekeeper himself said, it is probably an old bad guy...a bad old man.
Before leaving, the gatekeeper suddenly said: "If you can have a few words with that snake, please enlighten me more when you have time... This guy will destroy himself sooner or later if he continues like this. We monsters The clan can no longer produce saints."
"Why...why?"
"No reason." The man guarding the door shook his head, and then suddenly squinted his eyes and said, "Speaking of which, Xiao Pianying, which shower room did you use just now? Don't waste the bathing water. This is a strategic resource."
"Chan state, die!"
Luo Pianqian lowered her legs, took a deep breath, and punched in one step.
Xiaodie puffed up her cheeks in a demonic manner, walked out of the guard room, and headed towards the next destination of delivering medicine.
…
…
In the car driven by Song Ying, only two members of the Song family were traveling today. There were no bodyguards behind the car. The bodyguards had already driven away to distract the reporters who were like flies.
Because during the local earthquake disaster centered on the Alston Pharmaceutical Factory Building earlier, the Song family, a foreign businessman, was active in disaster relief and charity. As the group leader, Miss Song Ying has become a celebrity in this city.
Young, beautiful, and famous...it is no wonder that they are the favorite targets of the dog teams.
"Speaking of which, have you seen that woman?" Song Haoran in the passenger seat looked at the speeding scene outside the window as if he was bored.
Song Ying didn't look back, but looked away, as if she didn't know what to say: "That woman...which woman?"
Song Haoran looked at Song Ying with squinted eyes and smiled.
Ms. Sun from the Song family gradually seemed to have nowhere to place her fingers on the steering wheel, "So... I guess I've seen her before. I didn't identify myself."
"Why?" Song Haoran asked curiously.
Song Ying thought for a while and said: "I always feel that...that guy doesn't want her to get involved in our Song family's affairs."
Song Haoran shrugged and said, "I don't have any objection."
He really didn't have much opinion. The mother and son only had a legal relationship, not the traditional blood relationship that he cared about. If it was the biological mother, not the adoptive mother, he would naturally not have any opinions.
The opinion of the old man of the Song family is even greater. He is a more traditional person, otherwise he would not be thinking about transferring the industries back to the South American continent all the time.
"What kind of person is he?" Song Haoran asked curiously, as if making small talk.
Song Ying scratched her head, "It's hard to say."
"Hard to say?"
"In general..." Song Ying thought for a while and said, "She is probably a relatively bad woman. Those who like her will like her, but those who don't like her will never like her. If she is just greedy for other people's bodies, let's talk about it differently."
"how about you?"
"I...I what?"
"Do you like it or not? Or are you just innocent?" Song Haoran looked at the niece with a smirk on his face.
brake!
The kind of sudden braking.
"arrive!"
cemetery.
…
Because he died in the line of duty, Rocky was eligible to be buried in this cemetery, and almost no one objected to this matter.
Go up a long staircase, halfway up the mountain.
"From a Feng Shui perspective, it's really a good location." Song Haoran looked at the surrounding layout at this time.
He has always liked these weird and weird things, and when he was in South America, he would often pester the blind gentleman who was his guest to ask for a lot of knowledge about metaphysics.
Song Ying joked that if Song Haoran died in the future, she would find a way to bury him in this place.
"When the Song family comes back, they can only be buried in the Song family's ancestral grave." This is his response.
It was rare and serious, so tight that Song Ying even felt frightened... She was silent and did not dare to speak.
After a while, they finally arrived at their destination.
"What a resemblance." Song Haoran looked at the photo on the tombstone and couldn't help but sigh: "It's almost exactly the same as the photo of my uncle when he was young that my father showed me."
"Yeah." Song Ying nodded at this time: "She really looks like Grandpa."
"It seems like someone has been here." Song Haoran frowned as he looked at the incense that had not yet burned out in front of the grave.
"Maybe it's the cemetery administrator or something?" Song Ying looked around.
Song Haoran shook his head and said: "If he is the administrator, then my cousin is really taken care of."
In addition, there were no incense burned in front of the surrounding tombs.
"Today is not a day of worship, nor is it a day of public sacrifice. Who would do it for no reason..." Song Ying couldn't help but frown at this time.
"Maybe he's a thoughtful person." Song Haoran waved his hand, then stood in front of the grave, "Don't be stunned, just bow a few times, it's good as a preview."
"Preview? Preparation for what..." Song Ying, who suddenly reacted, couldn't help being furious, but she had to suppress it, "You are going to die, Song Haoran! It's not over yet! In front of the ancestor's grave, can you be more serious!"
Song Haoran laughed at this time, and after bowing seriously in front of the grave a few times, he said sternly: "Brother, my niece looks okay, isn't she cute? If Izumi knows, I will also invite you in the future.
Please take good care of her."
"It sounds like he can really hear it." Song Ying lowered her head and muttered.
Song Haoran suddenly said: "I can't say for sure. After all, we are now entering the extraordinary society. It's not like you haven't seen ghosts, ghosts and snake gods before in South America. Besides..."
Seeing Song Haoran suddenly become mysterious at this time, Song Ying couldn't help but be curious, and couldn't help asking: "What else are you talking about?"
"The Ghost Festival is coming soon." Song Haoran said with a mysterious smile: "On the Zhongmen Festival, the gate of hell opens. It is said that those souls who are still attached to the world will run out of the gate of ghost. In the past, we may not be able to see it, but now we can
Not necessarily...I wonder if this big brother of mine has any unfinished business in his heart."
Song Ying suddenly felt a chill, and she subconsciously crossed her arms, "Song Haoran, in broad daylight... can you be more serious?"
"Let's go." Song Haoran smiled at this time and said, "I still want to go back and greet the experts from the association."
"Where are the experts..." Song Ying shook her head. Those experts from the Taoist Association were different from the experts in her impression.
In the impression of Miss Sun of the Song family, Mr. Blind was the only one who fit the status and temperament of an expert.
…
When going down the stairs, Song Haoran suddenly turned back and looked up the mountain.
"What's wrong?" Song Ying asked curiously.
Song Haoran shook his head in confusion, "It's nothing...it should be nothing. I'll drive the way back. You get up early and sleep a little longer when you go back. There are many things to do today."
It's quite considerate... Song Ying pursed her lips and smiled.
…
On the top of the mountain in the cemetery, there are two figures.
"This guy's senses are quite keen. It's a pity that the prohibition here is too serious, so it's hard to look carefully."
"What, you want to guide him?"
"I'm just curious... Then, this woman is the dimensional observer of this world."
"It's hard to say. The information [Throne] has given us can only be vaguely shown...Whether this Song Ying is or not, we need more time to observe."
"... Speaking of which, what is going on here? I have never encountered such a level of forbidden law."
"do not you know?"
"what do you know?"
"Here is...the owner of [the store]."
"... Then you really have to be careful."
"Be very, very careful."
…
On the top of the mountain, there was no sound of conversation for a long time... The two figures talking here had been gone for a long time. But at this time, a figure slowly emerged in front of the grave halfway up the mountain.
Luo Qiu sat alone in front of the tombstone, where he could overlook most of the city.
"It's quite lively today."
"How are you."
"Everybody is fine."
"Me too...very good."
He has only been on a study tour for a few months in this world, but he has experienced many "first days" in the "Land of Elves".
