Invade

"It's not me who said, you know, taking pets from other worlds requires a relationship with the buyer, otherwise no amount of money will be in vain." Hagrid opened the side door, and the wet purple snake crawled up. Qin Jing's trouser legs finally climbed onto his shoulders and stopped moving. Hagrid pointed to the purple snake and said to Qin Jing, "Look, this one is very spiritual... It's not that I won't sell this golden python, to tell you the truth Said, after so many years, no buyer has been able to communicate with it..."

Hagrid's words stopped abruptly.

Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, the giant golden python slowly walked towards Qin Jing, and even poked its head out of the side door to look at him quietly.

Qin Jing also looked at it quietly, and stretched out his hand generously after a while.

Without any exchange of words, just a movement, the golden python obediently slipped out of the side door, reached onto Qin Jing's arm, and slowly climbed onto his shoulder.

The purple snake, lying on its stomach and pretending to be dead, suddenly climbed from Qin Jing's body to Sith's shoulder, and finally spit out the snake letter, as if it had frightened it.

However, no one paid any attention to the purple snake's movements. Qin Jing, Hagrid, and even Sith looked at the docile golden python in shock until the latter lazily climbed onto Qin Jing's shoulder and put its head on the ground. Set it down comfortably.

Qin Jing smiled wryly: "It's quite heavy."

Hagrid: "..."

Sith: "..."

"How is it?" Qin Jing looked at Sith with bright eyes, "I want both."

Sith looked at Hagrid, paused for a while, and then said, "Check out."

Hagrid seemed awakened, and almost cried out. Fortunately, Sith blocked his expression first, and said to Qin Jing, "I'll go to pay the bill first."

"I'll wait for you here." Qin Jing said obediently, "It's too heavy, so I won't go in with you."

Next to each habitat is a hut dedicated to checkout. Sith and Hagrid just entered the door one after the other. Hagrid grabbed his hair and wailed: "My little gold! My!"

Sith stroked the trembling body of the purple snake, and glanced at him: "Let's transfer the money first."

"I won't sell it!" Hagrid yelled, "I worked so hard to raise it! Why was it snatched away by a human kid!"

Sith just stared at him coldly.

Hagrid was stunned by his eyes, and couldn't yell for a moment. He fell down on the chair after finishing the money in dejection, not wanting to say a word.

"Human beings..." After a while, Sith muttered these two words softly, and turned to look at Hagrid calmly, "You really think so?"

Hagrid's dejected face gradually became a little dignified, and he raised his head to look at Sith.

"When you picked up that golden python, you were in the human world." Sith said, "You and I both know that the golden python is indeed a pure-blooded hell python, which is said to be summoned only by demons. Don’t you think it’s strange that he’s a hell python—but now he’s submissive to him as a human being?”

"You suspect that kid named Qin Jing is... a demon?" Hagrid swallowed hard, as if this knowledge made him unacceptable.

Surprisingly, Sith didn't nod or shake his head, but just said quite calmly: "He's not."

Hagrid opened his eyes suddenly.

"He's really not." At this time, the purple snake lying on Sith's shoulder spit out, "As a hell python, I can smell the devil's breath, but that person doesn't have the slightest devil's smell on him, he is very pure, He's human."

Hagrid shook his head even more unacceptably: "It's not a devil, how can he make Little Jinzi obey? It's not a human being, and you can't smell anything... Is it a fucking rock?"

Sith lowered his gaze: "So far, there has never been such a precedent in the human world and other worlds. If the behavior of the golden python cannot be explained by coincidence, then it cannot be explained."

"Good boy..." Hagrid gasped.

"There must be a secret in this person." Purple Snake said softly, "It's just that I can't communicate with Xiaojin now, or I'll ask him."

"Little Jinzi has connected with that human being, but still can't communicate?" Hagrid was taken aback.

The purple snake was silent for a while, and said: "Only by signing a contract with the devil can the hell python be completely connected with each other, and can communicate with each other. That kid is a human being, and the current situation is at best that they are close to each other, and they cannot communicate with the little one at all." Gold signed a contract, you count on us to communicate, you have to count on the next life."

Hagrid had a headache and asked Sith, "What are you going to do next?"

"Photos." Sith narrowed his eyes. "Photos are the key. If the photos lose their effect, then all clues will be lost."

"I hope everything goes well." Hagrid frowned and murmured, "But don't let others get ahead of you."

Qin Jing sat on the bench, hugging the golden python to tease it, this python is really well-behaved, every time it swayed left and right according to Qin Jing's mind, it would make the young man smile until his eyes rolled up, but those deep black In the eyes, there is always a bit of blood that is exactly the same as the golden python.

The door of the hut opened with a creak, shaking off some snowflakes, Qin Jing raised his head, the red color in his eyes faded away like a tide, he looked at Sith with a smile: "Okay?"

Sith took his hand: "Yeah."

"Then let's go back... I want to eat candied haws, and sweet-scented osmanthus..."

"Okay, buy them all... Didn't you fancy a pair of shoes last time? Let's go buy them together."

The two walked away chattering away, leaving Hagrid as a lonely old man standing in the ice and snow. After a while, he clenched his fists and said bitterly: "It's not all your little girl who can tell whether your grandma's legs are human or demons." lover!"

……

"Ah!"

Qin Jing rubbed his nose dizzily, and looked at Sith with red eyes, with a pitiful look.

Sith put the ginger syrup in his hand on the coffee table: "Drink it."

"Spicy." Qin Jing muttered softly.

The golden python at hand climbed onto Qin Jing's thigh, along his side to his shoulders, and gently rubbed against his cold ears, as if to comfort him.

Qin Jing has been sneezing since he came back from another world in the afternoon, as if he had caught a cold.

Sith remained unmoved: "Drink it soon."

Qin Jing hugged the golden python unmoved, and after a while he said in a muffled voice: "Give them a name."

He refers to the purple snake and the golden python.

"Drink it first." Sith sat beside him, "After you drink it, you can name it whatever you want."

Although the words were still harsh, Qin Jing could still hear a trace of tenderness, and couldn't help grinning silly: "Do you really like me?"

Siston paused for a while, then reached out to touch his forehead: "I don't have a fever, don't talk nonsense."

Qin Jing pulled his icy hand and held it in his own. He didn't continue the topic, and directly diverted: "I heard that pets in other worlds will turn into humans. Why don't they both remain the same?"

"They're stupid." Sith squeezed Qin Jing's chin without changing his expression, "Do you want to drink?"

The golden python who was said to be stupid stood up and stared at Sith, but after being secretly glanced at by Sith, he crouched back in desperation and fell silent.

Qin Jing didn't notice this detail, he was busy dealing with the spicy ginger syrup in his mouth, and just as he was crying after drinking it, Sith stuffed him with a piece of candy.

Immediately laughed again.

Sith stared fixedly at his smiling face, the kind of sunny and generous smile that belonged to young people was like a ray of light shining into the darkness, directly touching the softest part of his heart.

At that moment, he suddenly hesitated, whether he should tell the whole story about the photo.

But only for a moment.

"Wait for me." Sith squeezed his hand, went straight to the bedroom to get the photo, paused for a moment, and put it in front of Qin Jing, "Does it look familiar?"

Qin Jing scratched his head. The photo showed a side face of a woman with exquisite makeup. Just by looking at the side face, one could tell that she was a great beauty.

He raised his head: "Why show me this?"

Sith looked straight at Qin Jing's expression, not letting go of a single bit, but the latter's expression was only puzzled from the beginning to the end, without even a little bit of other emotions.

"This man..." Sith's Adam's apple moved slightly, his voice lowered, and he quickly told a lie without drafting, "This man is a friend of mine. I saw your photo in the Internet, and I thought you two looked alike..."

He suddenly stopped talking, because Qin Jing was looking at himself with a half-smile: "You called me because of this...?"

"..." Sith was speechless for a while, but still looked at Qin Jing.

"Let me see." Qin Jing shrugged, took the photo in Sith's hand, looked left and right, and finally asked him with a smile, "Your girlfriend?"

"No."

"You're so pretty, don't let someone hurt you." Qin Jing raised his eyelids and looked at him, "But I do look a lot like me... You don't think I'm her relative, do you?"

Sith was silent.

"On the Ferris wheel that day, you suddenly asked about my relatives, is it also related to this photo?" Qin Jing handed him the photo, "I'm so sorry, I don't know her, otherwise I will help you find it together. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Sith to react, Qin Jing stood up and stretched, picked up his nightgown and walked towards the bathroom: "I'm going to wash and sleep."

"Qin Jing."

"..."

Qin Jing stopped slowly. This was the first time that Sith called him by his first name. At first, he felt an inexplicable tingling feeling. This feeling came so suddenly that Qin Jing even wanted to laugh—in fact, He did smile a little, and turned to look at Sith.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I won't be back until evening," Sith said.

Qin Qing nodded: "Be careful on the road, I will cook pork ribs for you tomorrow night."

After speaking, he turned and went into the bathroom.

The moment the bathroom door was gently closed, Sith suddenly clenched the photo in his hand, his knuckles turned blue and white.

At this moment in the bathroom, Qin Jing was sitting in a bathtub filled with hot water, his eyes were a little dull, and he had lost the liveliness and smile just now. He felt that his whole brain was not enough.

Why did Sith have a photo like that?

A picture of...him.