Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

(I am on the expressway and will be busy when I go back to my hometown to do errands. I will definitely not be able to update normally before September 9)

The light in the bedroom on the second floor was completely swallowed up. The ten centimeter thick black curtains were like loyal guards, blocking the sunlight in front of you.

Wei Mingye finished his training and exhaled a breath of turbid air; like a long-rusted machine, his bones made "clucking, clucking" sounds as he stretched his body.

The room was dark, Wei Mingye opened the curtains, and the sunlight hit him recklessly like a drunk man and then fell into the room. Wei Mingye squinted his eyes and it didn't take long for him to adapt to the dazzling sunlight.

The room is neat and simple: a round red carpet, a large and comfortable bed, a dark brown oak bookshelf - only ten books are placed in it, and a stack of newspapers is placed on the oak desk, which are neatly folded and placed The corner of the desk.

The room is not big, just big enough for one person. If there is one more person, it will become crowded.

"That's..." Wei Mingye stood by the window, his eyes jumping across the grass and streams, and finally locked on a short white figure.

It was unmistakable. Wei Mingye had a very good memory. He still remembered that on Thursday, the 12th of last month, Manion ate a very unpleasant piece of toast - his face turned the color of liver.

He was very sure that the back as white as snow was little Verting. She seemed to be holding something in her hands. Wei Mingye could only see a small amount of shining light from too far away.

Wei Mingye practiced for five days. He was immersed in the tranquility and comfort brought by Qingxin Jue; it was like being held in his mother's arms.

Since practicing the Pure Heart Art, I rarely have dreams where white bones and flesh are everywhere; crows are circling in groups in the blood-red sky; and the smell of rust and carrion fills my brain.

Very few people would construct this kind of dream. Wei Mingye works in a job where death is his companion and his friend is blood. This kind of working environment can easily affect people's minds, such as dreaming about those bloody dreams. Or it may cause serious consequences. psychological trauma.

So Wei Mingye temporarily put down this job; although the job paid well - he needed to repair his wounded heart; just like a cement worker holding a trowel (a trowel is a tool for laying cement) to fill the wall with cement Damaged gaps.

He doesn't like crowded places, the harsh honking of vehicles, the shrill cries of children, the scolding of adults, the spitting of low-quality people - all the sounds blend together into an annoying noise - - When Wei Mingye kills various demons and assassinates mission targets, they will make noises such as screams and blood splattering; when he hears those noises, his brain feels like being pricked by ten thousand needles.

Wei Mingye opened the window to let the fresh air flow into the room, and laid the quilt neatly on the bed; he rarely slept and spent most of his time practicing.

Judging from Wei Mingye's current level of cultivation, if he is put into a solitary room and deprived of food, drink or sleep for a week, he will still be alive and well when he is released.

But the feeling of emptiness in his stomach still made him decide to cook some delicious meals - but before that, he still needed to do some work.

He came to the corridor on the second floor. There was only one bedroom and one bathroom on the second floor. Wei Mingye first went to the bathroom to open the window, and then went to the corridor to open the window. A week of closed environment filled the house with a faint musty smell. .

As he walked down the stairs, the wooden stairs made a "dong-dong" sound as he clapped with the soles of his shoes. A small roll of dust floated up with the vibration, and it appeared to be clear in the sunlight.

The light bulb flickered a few times, and the dim light dispersed the darkness of the room on the first floor. A layer of dust was deposited on the surface of the cashier counter. Wei Mingye hooked his finger, and the dust was driven by spiritual power and turned into a gray whirlwind visible to the naked eye. In the trash can.

It had not been cleaned for a week, and the furnishings in the store were about to be taken over by dust. Wei Mingye grabbed a kaboncrull that was as big as a mouse cub in a dark corner where the light could not reach.

It lay in the palm of Wei Mingye's hand, and the black hair all over his body made Wei Mingye's palm itchy.

This is a kind of demon spirit that looks like black coal briquettes. We don’t know how they were born. In short, they will appear wherever dust accumulates. When they are young, they feed on dust. When they become adults, their claws are wide enough to tear them apart. An adult brown bear.

Wei Mingye walked out of the room and came to the grass outside. He grabbed Kabangru and threw it towards the forest. When it fell to the ground, it bounced a few times like a bouncy ball and then burrowed into the thick bushes. In the bush.

He didn't like the goblins, they were as noisy as rats. Wei Mingye returned to the store, and his footsteps stopped at the door of the store. There was a jar of Kumu candy missing on the shelf near the door of the store - just like a person who discovers that he is missing a front tooth when he opens his mouth to speak.

Could it be that little Tingting stole it? Wei Mingye thought to himself. He looked towards the floor, and several small footprints no bigger than his hand suddenly appeared on the carpet made of dust.

Wei Mingye's consciousness spread, just like building a model in his mind; the cracks in the stone bricks, the dripping faucet, the veins of every grass in the grass outside the door, and the details of everything within a ten-meter radius were all displayed in his mind middle.

His consciousness dissipated and he came to the grass. The breeze blew through the grass. Every grass was a dancing partner of the wind. They twisted their waists and danced to their heart's content. Wei Mingye squatted down and saw a cluster of grass being bent by some force. It was a shoe print, as big as the footprints left on the floor.

Wei Mingye raised his head. The high wall of the first line of defense school was glowing with dazzling white light. The guards were drunk in the guard room. The wine bottles escaped from their hands and made close contact with the ground.

There was no white figure anywhere within sight. Suddenly, Wei Mingye saw a man wearing a guard uniform coming out of the school gate.

He was as tall and tall as a pine tree, his guard uniform had been washed repeatedly without any wrinkles, his facial skin was dark, and his serious eyes were staring at the fat guards who were sleeping drunkenly.

His chest heaved violently, and veins popped out on his forehead. He reached out and grabbed the collar of the drunk guard closest to him, and pulled the drunk guard down with a strong pull.

The drunk guard fell to the ground and grunted like a pig, smacked his lips and fell asleep again. The tall guard kicked the guard on the ground hard - still no response.

The tall guard took a deep breath, and the pattern on his chest changed shape. He shook his head and walked back to the school.

Wei Mingye returned to the house. There were actually two doors in the room on the first floor. One led to the second floor, and the other was locked and blocked by a shelf.

Wei Mingye took out the key and unlocked the lock. When he opened the door, he was greeted by the fragrance of mint. This is a mint-scented desiccant made by a mystic. It can make the environment dry and grow. Storage times for some items.

This room was a storage room. There were only two shelves in it. There were wooden boxes on the shelves. Most of the boxes were nailed and sealed. Wei Mingye opened an unsealed box and found ten cans of bitter candies inside.

Wei Mingye took out a jar of kumu candies and put the box in place. He breathed on the jar and wiped it with a cloth several times until the jar reflected a subtle light. Then he satisfactorily placed it on the jar with missing kumu candies. in the shelves.