【Yan Tea】Brave Adventure Curse Exhaustion

Paris.

The romantic and elegant building is located in a secluded alley, and the faint light shines on the man through the window, depicting a painful face.

On the electronic clock next to the recliner, the last second was reset to zero.

The man sat up abruptly, his short hair was soaked in sweat, and even his coat stuck to him. His eyes were closed, and his face slowly returned to calm.

The woman opposite him said, "Are you all right, Mr. An Yan?"

An Yan put on the glasses beside the electronic clock. The elegant charm of the gold-framed glasses softened his over-sharp facial features.He opened his eyes and looked at the woman, his warm brown eyes narrowed slightly, showing a gentle smile.

"Please worry, Cynthia, what time is it?"

“24点整。”辛西娅补充道:“现在是中国2020年10月4日24点整。”

"...I said something in my sleep."

"It's the same as before, the same words. However, the number of appearances of 'Shen Tu' has doubled." Cynthia teased: "Do you need me to meet Mr. Zhang?"

An Yan paused, his left hand reached into his coat pocket, and he took out a photo from his pocket.

When his eyes flicked to the photo, he froze.Cynthia had to wait for a long time. After An Yan took back the photo, she rejected the suggestion.

"Is this okay? Without the coordination of the power of Shentu, Mr. An Yan's power of Yu Lei will go berserk?"

An Yan was silent for a long time, then got up and walked out.

"Are you looking for Mr. Zhang!"

"Lao Zhang has nothing to do with this matter." An Yan smiled and opened the closed wooden door.

The cool night wind blows past, carrying the fragrance of logs.He took a deep breath and suddenly felt indescribable.

For getting out of a hopeless nightmare, or who to go to next?

He closed the door and looked into the distance.

There is a deep and oppressive darkness, but it won't be long, at most eight hours later, the warm sun will break through the layers of darkness, and lightly smudge the sky with an orange glow.

He smiled and walked into the darkness.

Eight hours later, 211 Blue Avenue.

The sky turns from starry sky to dawn, and the street turns from sleeping to waking.An Yan's clothes were completely dry in the breeze. He has been standing outside the iron gate, staring at the building silently.

Dawn had come, but the sky was thick with clouds.An Yan leaned against the outer wall and looked into the dark distance.

Until there is a "creak" sound.

He turned his head and saw a boy standing in the half-open iron door, tilting his head to look.

The boy waved his hand, "Are you lost? You stood outside my house for three hours."

"Yes."

"Then where are you going—" the boy took out a pen and paper, "I can draw a picture for you."

"How do you get to Cyprus from here, Axel?"

Axel narrowed his eyes dangerously, put away the pen and paper, "Go to sleep, there is everything in the dream."

"Do you have the heart to watch innocent strangers searching hard?"

"Innocent? Looking for it hard?" Axel sneered, "An Caishen, why didn't you pretend to be innocent when you beat Heshen."

An Yan smiled and said: "This is so sad. Anyway, we have cooperated before, so there is no need to be so alien."

"Anyway, He Shen has disappeared, and the cooperation has also terminated. Go back if you have nothing to do. My family has a doorkeeper, so I don't need a second one."

"There is no single door god, they are all in pairs. And Kui Dao has always been controlled by two people, isn't it?"

Axel took out his pen again, and the blue spiritual energy slowly gathered, "My brother has long since left Kui Dao, what you want to do has nothing to do with my brother!"

"I don't want to trouble you. You should have received a text message from Mr. Qin, saying that I will come to visit." An Yan raised his hands and smiled wryly: "Uncle said...your brother doesn't have a mobile phone."

Axel took out the phone, he looked at it for a while, his expression was a little bit unwilling, but he still gave way to the way in, and warned An Yan not to talk to Shentu Tikui.

An Yan naturally agreed, and walked towards the backyard according to the guidance of the photo.

Along the way, sporadic Huangquan flowers were planted on both sides.

The yellow spring flower that shows the truth and breaks through the illusion, the symbol of the Qin family.

He walked into the backyard along the flagstone path full of yellow spring flowers. The deep purple flowers formed an ocean, and the light blue halo floated above the ocean, which was a beauty that ordinary people could not see.

The dark-haired man stood there, standing in the ocean.

The tall, thin, black-haired man turned his back to him, and his clean and tidy white shirt looked psychedelic in this environment.

In a daze, An Yan saw a black-haired man wearing a leather jacket, black pants, and boots.

But only for a moment.

In an instant, he returned to reality again.

He approached the black-haired man, and his footsteps landed in the gap between the sea of ​​flowers in Huangquan, step by step, walking forward slowly and firmly.

He pretended to be casual and asked:

"Do the successors of Kui Dao also need to rest?"

A chuckle came, and he heard the man answer: "Yeah."

"I heard that you are going to withdraw from Kui Dao." An Yan continued: "It's a pity, I look forward to working with you."

He deliberately paused for a long time, staring at the man in front of him, expecting the expected answer.

But he heard nothing but the wind.

An Yan smiled sarcastically - if the words hadn't come out of his mouth, he still wouldn't have believed that he could say such boring and innocent words.

Perhaps the influence of the dream is still there.

An Yan thought so.

An Yan pushed his glasses to hide the emotion overflowing in his brown eyes, "I didn't sleep well, because a dream that couldn't be called good or bad——"

The person in front suddenly turned around, his clear phoenix eyes tightened on An Yan.

An Yan smiled at him, but the man's words froze the smile on his face immediately.

The dark haired man said:

"who are you?"

An Yan's pace stopped.

He looked at the black-haired man in front of him repeatedly, until he frowned, and then smiled again.

"I wanted to say it a long time ago, you really can't lie." An Yan raised his eyes, met those blue phoenix eyes, and caught the fleeting confusion in them.He smiled triumphantly, and said the name of his future partner word by word, "——Shen Tu."

Shen Tu looked away, his eyes staggered away from the brown-haired man's teasing.

"Some time ago, I and your junior brother Feng Shen eradicated the Kui Dao traitor." An Yan's smile became narrower, and he thought seriously, "Or, do you have other plans for me?"

Shen Tu said coldly: "You can go."

The brown-haired man had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender, promising that he would definitely leave after talking about this dream.The dark-haired man frowned, looking quite dissatisfied.

"You should listen, because this dream—you are indispensable."

A month later.

Layers of ice bloomed on the window panes, and the warm air in the courtyard drifted and melted into the warm wine.

The human voice and the piano compose a gentle piece of music. With a gentle breeze, a sycamore leaf falls and quietly rests on the piano beside the tree.

An Yan sat in front of the piano, half of his face was covered by brown hair and glasses, only his face was pale.

In the distance, the black-haired man looked at him from a distance, listening to the piano piece in a daze, and didn't turn around until the end of the piece and walked into the house.

Just as the man was leaving, An Yan seemed to be aware of looking around, and happened to see an acquaintance in a remote place in the courtyard.He walked over and sat across from the wooden table.

The acquaintance spoke first, "It's pretty good. But why only this one?"

"I only know this song." An Yan smiled, "The more I listen to it, the more I will naturally know it—why don't you see Biechen?"

"you know me?"

"'Responsiveness' Su You, you are very famous in the monster clan, and also in the god clan."

"'Give me your request'...Bie Chen..." Su You took a sip of wine, with a gloomy expression, "It's been a long time since I've heard that name."

Su You poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of An Yan.

An Yan shook his head, "I'm quitting drinking."

"Then you're missing something good."

"The more beautiful things are, the more intoxicating they are." An Yan smiled, "The more beautiful things are, the more people miss what should be cherished."

Su You hesitated and said, "It's very similar to what Bai Ze said."

"I have worked with Bai Ze for a while, but—"

"—But she disappeared suddenly? That's how it is. You want to ask about the Protoss." Su You took over, "It happened five years ago... overnight, the Protoss, the Fox Clan, and the An family... all disappeared. .”

Five years ago...2015!

"Which day?"

"In October, on October 10th, as soon as the clock struck 10 o'clock, she disappeared in front of me. I found out later that the Protoss and their followers disappeared that night." Su You poured down Bottle of wine, "Bai Ze should be the same... You, you didn't go with them? Your surname should be An, right?"

An Yan looked up at the sky, under the dark clouds, there was only darkness in his eyes, and he said:

"October 2015, 10, I should have died by then."

Su You hiccupped, "So what? The one standing in front of me is an undead?"

"I was saved on the same day I died." An Yan whispered: "He saved me at the cost of his own fate without knowing it."

"You owe him a favor."

"...a favor that cannot be repaid."

"Money, beauties, power... Isn't your benefactor interested? Or maybe you can help him change his fate."

An Yan was silent for a long time, "I can do it, I can do it, as long as he asks...but he forgot everything."

"Forgot everything?"

"I don't have any memory." An Yan smiled wryly, "I may not be as good as a stranger in his eyes."

"You're wrong." Su You put down the wine and placed it in the middle of the wooden table, "Since you haven't forgotten him, how could he forget you?"

In the thick black cloud, a ray of light can be seen faintly, and that ray of light is cast in the wine.In an instant, a warm golden color bloomed in the water.

Suddenly, a strong smell of blood permeated the air.

An Yan lowered his head in disbelief, and this small movement also caused endless dull pain.

He saw an electric arc explode in front of his breast pocket, a line of blood was slowly stretched between his chest and neck, and blood gushed out wantonly.

In the next second, the dead darkness eroded his vision.