I'm the only human in the whole community

This is so pitiful.

He put himself in the lowest position, even pulled out his fangs, and showed his soft tongue to others, wanting to use this method to prove his harmlessness.

Lu Yao is neither advancing nor retreating. He is always cold-hearted and soft-hearted, and can judge the overall situation, but it is easy to retreat from these superficial feelings-there is determination, and he also knows that in this matter, he will not take a single step. Can't retreat, lest people give birth to more hope.

"Okay?" Yan Qing arched forward, eyes full of sadness, "Just a promise, I won't kiss you anymore, I won't do things you don't like, as long as you don't leave me, you will be smashed to pieces... ...I would too."

Lu Yao poked his smooth forehead with one hand and said, "Don't make trouble for me."

Yan Qing took his hand casually, brought his face up, kissed his palm delicately, and then reversed, pecked the back of his hand a few times.

This move is beyond the bounds of the word, anyone's cat will stick out its tongue to lick people, Lu Yao withdraws his hand without embarrassment, pretending not to see it.He opened the anti-theft door, opened a crack carefully, sent himself in, and threatened Wu Ling first: "Lie down!"

Wu Ling, who wanted to get up to check the situation, shrank back again.

Lu Yao turned his head to the door again, and whispered softly to Yan: "I'll go and pour you a cup of hot water, drink it when you go upstairs, and warm yourself up."

Yan Qing stared straight at his lips, Lu Yao took a step back vigilantly, and said, "Be honest."

He went to pour a cup of tea.The tea was sent to him by Lao Wu last year. He didn't like to drink it, so he stuffed it into the kitchen. Now that he took it out, he could still taste it.

He pressed the steaming cup with one hand, carefully avoided Wu Ling, and said to him: "Pack up your things, I'll go out for a while."

As expected, the child was standing outside the door and waiting for him. Lu Yao handed the cup forward, holding the teapot in the other hand, kicked back, and kicked the anti-theft door shut. "Go to your room and talk." Lu Yao said.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand to take the glass, but a sharp, old cry suddenly exploded in the ears of the two of them, which made people feel chills in the cold wind of early autumn.

"I'm terminally ill, and today's obituary—"

In the deserted corridor of Building No. 180, a night owl flew down from upstairs.The huge eyes were closed, and the feathers on the wings fell to the ground like yellow leaves in autumn. Its neck twisted into a weird [-]-degree angle, and suddenly opened a golden eye, looked at Lu Yao, and then used The other eye looked at Yan Qing.

It flapped its wings and yelled again in a creepy voice: "You feed me, I feed you—"

It was directed at Yan Qing.

As soon as Lu Yao let go, Yan Qing bent down with a tacit understanding, and took both the glass and the teapot in his hands. At the same time, Lu Yao had already clasped the night owl's wings with one hand, and his hands creaked, almost Crush the hollow bones.

The night owl flapped twice in his hand, and soon died.

Lu Yao let go, the thing fell to the ground, and white smoke came out of his body, exuding a smell of burnt protein, and then shrank into a ball.He pretended to kick lightly, and then said to Yan Qing: "Go upstairs and do your homework."

Yan Qing didn't ask anything, and walked upstairs obediently. Lu Yao also put his hands in his pockets and turned the doorknob, but didn't go in.Facing the anti-theft door, he rested his slender fingers on the copper-golden door, listening to the sound of Yan Qing's footsteps disappearing upstairs, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.

— went in.

Now that the temperature difference is large, when you exhale, as soon as you touch the cold door, it will quickly condense into small drops of water.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lowered his head and drank it, turned on the lighter, and walked back quietly.

There are many methods of communication, such as passing obituaries, most non-humans choose a more primitive solution.The dead are the most important, and it is safe to be buried in the ground. The matter of life and death must be weighed carefully, so as not to arouse the resentment and resentment of the dead.He once saw Yu Sanqi receive a talisman. In the middle of the night, the old Taoist priest knelt alone on the back mountain. A little spark flashed in front of his eyes, and it burned into a ball of fire in the blink of an eye. A piece of sallow and rough paper, on which the Taoist name and common name of the person who has gone away is written in extremely beautiful fonts.

The old Taoist had a desolate face, pressed his left hand on his right, and saluted heavily, almost knocking his head into the wet soil.

Haven't seen anyone's obituary issued for the living, aren't they afraid of retribution for harming their virtue?

He twisted the little black dot, pinched it lightly twice, but suddenly heard Yan Qing's voice, "There are many branches in Yunnan, and there is a kind of witch called grass hag who feeds Gu on her body and cannot marry and have children. If you have sex with someone, you will be eaten back by the Gu worms raised on your body, and it's hard to say whether you can save your life in the end."

He stood in a corner at the corner of the corridor, covered by the darkness that happened to fall.

"This is a Gu worm."

Lu Yao was silent for a while, and said 'oh'.

Grass hag, the leader mentioned this word before.

If it was someone else, the pressure from both parties would fall at the same time, and coupled with the phone call not long ago, it would be inevitable to start to be suspicious.But Lu Yao didn't.The rubbish leader has been in Guoan for so many years, and he is just right, and under the high-pressure policy, people will not feel rebellious. He can't do such a thing that directly tears his face.

Lu Yao suddenly remembered the call he received in the hospital.

——Is there any connection between these two things?

Yan Qing raised his eyes, feeling a little uneasy, his fingers were even twitching unconsciously, but Lu Yao was lost in thought and didn't notice.He packed the charred body of the Gu worm in a small transparent plastic bag, kept it properly, and prepared to take it to Beijing for the people over there to have a look at it.

He originally wanted to call the leader to inquire about the situation, but Wu Ling had just packed up his things and was about to leave, so he had no choice but to send him off first.

Wu Ling was walking in the evening, Lu Yao turned and locked the door, corpses stood in a row on the stairs, Wu Ling squatted in front of the door, talked to the blanket on which he had slept many times for a while, said goodbye reluctantly, and Going to the flower bed to say goodbye to Su Luo, and in a blink of an eye, I saw Tutu again... Lu Yao patiently waited for him to say goodbye to everyone he could see, and saw that he was about to chat with the flower bed for a while, and finally pulled and pulled , finally took him to the back mountain.

Lu Yao opened the passage entrance.

It was said to be a shortcut, but in fact the distance in Lu Yao's hands was not long. Wu Ling probed in and took a look, then slowly stepped in with one foot.

Lu Yao stuffed the cloth bag containing jelly into his hand, and carefully packed his travel bag, saying, "Slow down, be careful on the road."

I have to come here once every year, but it's not very sad.Wu Ling stretched out her hand and gave him a bear hug. Lu Yao's face was itchy when the little curly hair rubbed against him. He expressed disgust, but he didn't push him away.

Forget it, he thought, he didn't have many friends, so he couldn't be too arrogant and kick everyone out.

He was suddenly taken aback, thinking that there were not many, after so many years, apart from those in Guoan, Wu Ling was the only one, right?Is it Yan Qing?

——Whether it is now or not, it will probably be separated in the future.

He was too resolute, but he always resisted. This in itself is an irreconcilable matter. The relationship cannot be forced, not to mention that Yan Qing really...does he really like him?Or is it just that he has been wandering for a long time and regards the first person who is willing to accept him as the end of his life?

At this time, Wu Ling rubbed his face and said, "Smoking less when I'm not around, you smell really bad... You didn't smoke so much last year."

Then he retreated, and his whole body was submerged in the thick black mist at the entrance of the passage. This step seemed to have taken thousands of miles. The sound of the bell was indistinct, and the corpses outside the passage were lined up in a row, and they walked in slowly.

Lu Yao casually lit a cigarette, watching the opening of the passage gradually shrink until it disappeared.

Most of the passages are on the edge of the enchantment. The black river seems to weigh ten thousand catties. The path is rugged and muddy. The dead branches and leaves on the roadside tremble with the wind. Passing by, the full moon in the sky is also faintly red.

Wu Ling held the jelly in his mouth, and ate it as he walked, and soon the cloth bag was eaten. He reached out and took out a few more from the small pocket of the travel bag—he still dropped the bag while Lu Yao was not paying attention. up.

He lowered his head to eat jelly, but a figure suddenly flashed in the corner of his eyes.

Wu Ling looked up and found a beautiful woman sitting on a black stone not far away.She was wearing a black leather jacket, her nails were dull green, her long hair was tied behind her back, and two lumps of white flesh trembled on her chest.

"Is it a corpse hunter?" The woman asked, "Do you want to go south together? I know where the entrance to the next passage is, maybe—" half of her face was covered by seaweed-like hair under the moonlight , the lips with lipstick hooked up, "It will allow you to return earlier."

Wu Ling ate the jelly with a blank expression.

The woman turned her head and thought for a while, then said: "I want to go north, but someone is chasing me... I will take you to take a shortcut first, and let you bring this batch of corpses back to Xiangxi, and then you will escort me Go north, okay?"

Wu Ling casually threw the plastic shell into her mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, and said, "Oh, okay, let's go together—what's your name?"

"... Shougong."