overnight evolution

The sound of the rain outside the window gradually subsided, and the sound of accumulated water flowing into the ground along the pipes was clearly discernible.

Sitting at the dilapidated bar, I wasn't at all sure whether I should take this man's word.Because judging from past experience, in the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Atlantis, any street sweeper is likely to be a fierce and brutal species, and anyone who draws their swords at each other when they disagree with each other will definitely die very badly. awful.

So what exactly is going on now? How can I cultivate it!Garnier, go and see why it took so long!

Seeing that I watched him warily and refused to speak, the uncle pulled the glass in front of him, poured all the wine left at the bottom of the glass into his mouth, and squinted his eyes hidden under his greasy bangs contentedly.After being intoxicated for a long time, he opened his eyes again, and found that I was still staring at his face, so he put down his glass and laughed: "Are you scared, kid? Don't worry, I'm not a bad person, and I don't have any great abilities. "

"...No, I just think your hair is a little thicker, Uncle." Because there is a large tangled beard covering the entire facial contour, when he speaks, I can only see a black mass near his lips Moved around, but couldn't find where the man's lips were, embarrassing.

...Okay, so uncle, how did you accurately send the food around the overgrown obstacle when you were eating without eating your beard?This kind of thing can't be done at all.

He slapped the table and let out a hearty laugh, and when I saw this scene, thousands of roaring horses galloped in my mind, shouting "Where is your vocal organ?" guilty.Shaking his head, he threw out these messy pictures, and looked at him with some expectation: "Uncle, do you recognize my skill?"

Suddenly, a yellowish old-style atmosphere floated around him, and the whole person fell into the distant memory, muttering in his mouth: "I know, of course I know--" I leaned forward subconsciously, and heard the low voice behind him. Talking to himself, "Such a strange thing can't be produced in thousands of years, and you are the only one besides that guy..."

In the next second, the atmosphere around him changed, and those hazy colors faded from the air.I immediately dodged back to my chair, stretched out my hand slowly, and pushed the bottle of wine that Garnier called over: "So, how about we drink and talk?"

The drunkard-like man showed a smile that couldn't be concealed by his beard, tapped the rim of the cup with his yellowed nails, and said, "This proposal really wins my heart, so how about we start with your skills? "

Good is good, but uncle, can you stop laughing like this?This will make me feel like I have been severely pitted. Hey.

After drinking a bottle of wine, the uncle was in full condition. He shook the bottle and said in a long voice, "Simply speaking, cursing is a talent skill that ignores defense and level. The more intense the curse, the better the effect. The strongest mystery of killing. Fortunately, this kind of system BUG is not easy to generate, otherwise this day will not be able to pass, the young couple will send out killer moves when they quarrel, all kinds of death methods are bloody, mosaic can be more To blind the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes of the onlookers." After a pause, he cast a meaningful look behind his bangs, "So, kids, you must think twice before cursing others, because the crowd who are incapable of resisting you can't afford to hurt you." Ah."

A drop of cold sweat came out of my forehead, I quickly raised my hand to wipe it off, and asked: "What if I wish others sincerely?"

"Blessing?" He seemed to have heard something funny, flicked the dark wine bottle with his fingers, and muttered, "I think few people in this world can afford your blessing. Didn't I say it earlier, this The more sincere the emotion, the better the effect of the curse—didn’t you find that the curse you uttered when you were angry always came true?”

I was silent for a long time, and finally asked: "If you say so, uncle, then what is the meaning of my life?"

Hearing that his eyes were shining brightly like the North Star, he turned up the volume: "Why not?" Something that looked like a tongue flashed under his bushy beard, and he threw off the wine bottle and rubbed his hands vigorously. This is the real beginning of the kid’s life! Don’t say anything else, just say that you are a super big bug that curses everyone’s bad luck and stares at everyone’s sorrow. If you use it well, it is the world’s biggest killer!”

I couldn't stand his blazing little universe, so I took a step back consciously.

The uncle continued to burn, with a bright fire in his eyes, "What is the saddest thing for a man? It is that he thinks he is a strong attacker, but he is forced to be broken into a weak one! And generally this kind of person has Strong narcissistic tendency, thinking that as long as it is a living thing, it should jump to its feet to die or live for it-and you are their nemesis! Children, as long as you practice mantras to the point of cursing whoever is pregnant, staring at whoever is giving birth , you are invincible, huh?!"

Hey, there seems to be something strange mixed in, uncle——

"Let all those self-important bastards get pregnant, what could be more tragic than letting them have children?" He was so excited that he went into a state of madness, reached out and patted my shoulder vigorously, "Little friend, I am very optimistic about you ! Hurry up and become strong, let everyone who resists you become pregnant!"

"...Uncle."

He slightly restrained the sinister smile on his face, and asked gently: "What's the matter, kid?"

I thought about it silently for a long time, and finally organized a language that would not easily irritate him: "Seeing that you get emotionally excited when you say this, you must have suffered from this kind of pain."

I caught a glimpse of the expression on his face that was choking and wanted to speak, I stretched out a hand to block his words, "I don't need to explain, I understand. For that person who has the ability to cast spells like me, your feelings must be It's also a love-hate relationship, so I'm entangled. It's okay, it's over, I won't treat you like this, don't worry."

There were tears in the corners of the uncle's eyes, and a small part of the skin exposed outside the beard turned deep red, which made me even more unable to imagine how much damage he suffered back then to become what he is today.Letting a man have a child or something, this kind of curse is thanks to that man.

Really, I don't know how many times the uncle gave birth before he was completely let go...

When Garnier came out of the bathroom in a weird posture, I was struggling with how to comfort the uncle who was brought up with sad memories.He was a big man just lying on the bar counter and crying, beating the table while crying, making strange noises from his mouth.Garnier looked at me inexplicably, and pointed to the man lying in a pile of wine bottles crying with shaking shoulders: "What's wrong with him?"

"... probably drank too much and found out that I didn't have enough money to pay the bills."

Garnier was embarrassed, touched his chin and looked at him: "Are you going to cry too?"

I was silent for a moment, and then stretched out my hand to push him: "Forget it, you don't understand this kind of thing. Hurry up and pay the money for someone, and go somewhere to get a flying machine to sit on and go home, wash up and sleep."

Garnier responded, reached out to take out his wallet, and only halfway through the collection did he realize that he was going to stare at me: "Why did he come out to drink and ask me to pay? I don't know this person."

I reached out to snatch his wallet, and said quickly, "You should learn from Lei Feng to do good deeds or something, and comfort him. Look at how pitifully he cries." I took the money in my hand and identified it for a long time, embarrassing, I found that I didn't understand the above text at all.What a fool, didn’t you say that Chinese is booming all over the world? Why is Atlantis not keeping up with the trend?

After this hesitation, the wallet was snatched back. Garnier glared at me viciously and threatened, "Try stealing my wallet again."

I withdrew my hand and narrowed my eyes: "You try to threaten me again."

He guessed that it was rare for someone to be provoked like this, so he immediately exploded: "I'll threaten you, what's the matter?"

I sneered and complained, "Beware of getting pregnant."

His whole body petrified on the spot, and then he didn't know what to think, and began to blush.

... Hey, what the hell are you thinking, you bastard?Why do you show such a sweet and shy expression when someone threatens you!

The uncle who was lying on the bar got up at some point and watched the fun with great interest.Garnier found the target of the attack, revived on the spot in an instant, and showed a vicious look at the innocent people: "What are you looking at, I've never seen a man blush." ​​When he saw the uncle's beard covering his entire face, his tone changed again. Sarcasm, "Ah, looking at your face, I know that you can't see yourself blushing, so it's been a long time since you have had face-to-face communication with your facial features. It's really sad, a man with thick hair or something."

Ahhh, here it goes again, this guy is talking venomously again, clearly expressing his anger.

The uncle had a good temper and didn't scold anyone. Even through his greasy bangs, he could feel the gentle light in his eyes: "Little Butterfly is still so cute, her angry face is so cute, and her words are so cute too?"

Garnier pulled me back a step vigilantly, completely forgetting that he was planning to fight with me just now, his eyes began to darken: "Who are you, what is the purpose of approaching us?"

The uncle leaned on the chair with open arms, and waved his hands a little rascally: "I'm just an old man who came out to get drunk, with no background and no purpose. Don't be nervous, little butterfly, because I can't beat you, so take back your wings first , Uncle, I am a little allergic to your phosphorous powder."

I looked back immediately after hearing this, and I saw two butterfly wings dancing behind him, beautiful but murderous, the phosphorous powder falling from above seemed to be weightless, and quickly spread away in the air. Form a spiral along the wind track around him.Standing in a dilapidated tavern, a gorgeous and beautiful man looks out of place compared to the traces left by the passing of time around him.

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The rainwater accumulated in the eaves dripped on the steps, and Garnier's emotionless voice sounded in the quiet tavern: "Who the hell are you?"

Just as the uncle stroked his beard and wanted to speak, the copper bell on the door was jingled by a gust of wind.There was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the stagnant water in the empty street, and my steps were steady and regular. I turned my head and saw a tall and handsome man stepping out of the dark night and stepping into this tavern.All his hair was brushed back, his elegant and handsome facial features were all exposed to the light, and his slender sword eyebrows slanted into his temples.He stretched out his gloved right hand and pushed open the half-closed wooden door. The silver bracelet around his wrist slipped out of the sleeve, and a white crystal reflected crystal light at the bottom.When he completely stepped into this somewhat dim space, I felt dizzy for a moment, as if I smelled a strange and familiar fragrance in the sweetness of the fragrance of flowers in the room.

There were still traces of rain on his shoulders, and at this moment he was leaning the dripping umbrella against the wall with his eyes downcast, and his long black eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.The uncle's lips hidden under his beard moved, and he uttered two syllables that I couldn't understand, which seemed to be a person's name.Then he quickly broke away from that delicate state of memory, sat at the bar and let out a chuckle: "Long time no see, Chairman."

Xiu stood at the door and looked up, with his usual indifference in his deep eyes: "Long time no see, Fengster."

These two men didn't look like old friends, nor did they look like enemies—the reunion of old friends would not be as cold as they were, and the meeting of enemies should not be so peaceful.They just faced each other from left to right, forming a stark contrast in appearance and aura, which made the onlookers feel a sense of gap.

Unexpectedly, Garnier would be the first to break the silence.His wings fluttered a few times after Xiu appeared, and suddenly froze behind him at a subtle angle, with a convulsion-like expression on his face: "Old, teacher, is... is it you?"

The surroundings fell into an eerie silence again.Garnier stared at his face, trying to see clearly the uncle's facial features hidden under the beard.His fingers clamped tighter and tighter on my wrist, his lips were also pursed white, his expression looked expectant and tangled.The uncle looked at the ceiling in an evasive way, peeled off his fingernails, looked at the ceiling again, and peeled off his fingernails again, and finally made his student run away in anger. Pretend to me, and you pretend again! I will kill you today for Tian Xingdao!"

I was just thrown away by someone, and I was holding on to the bar to stand firm, and I almost fell down when I heard this——Hey, hey, hey!Why does the heartwarming teacher-student meeting suddenly turn into a fight scene? Hey!So what, uncle, are you still laughing? !You are really not afraid of being scratched to death by your students!

The uncle blocked his attack with a guilty smile, and coaxed him like a child, "Aka, good boy, the teacher came back to see you?" He restrained him easily while speaking, She cut her student's hands behind her back, shook her head and said, "Look at how grown-up you are, you still look like a child. How can the teacher trust you?"

He spoke very sincerely, but Garnier didn't buy it at all, and opened his mouth and sprayed: "Aka, your sister! If Xiu didn't recognize you, you would have recognized you so readily?" He struggled hard, breaking free from his palm, instantly Accepting the butterfly form, "It's really unlucky for me to have such a guardian like you! Now I am also the Q race that everyone looks up to, and I don't need you to watch and protect me all day long, even if you still want to die now , and there is no annoying little devil who will chase after you crying and not let you go!"

There was another silence, and the atmosphere was tense.

After the roar, Garnier rubbed his face as if nothing had happened, returned to his expressionless state, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now. What's the matter with the teacher coming back this time? If you need my help, please feel free Tell me, even though it's just Q with limited ability, he can still say something in front of the old men."

The owner of the tavern went upstairs to get a drink and never came back. Among the three people present who witnessed his face-changing stunt, except for me who was not very calm, the other two men seemed to feel no pressure.The uncle even showed a gratified smile in his tangled beard, stood up and patted his student on the shoulder: "Very good, Aka, the teacher is very happy. Ah, the little caterpillar that is afraid of thunder has finally grown up, like a real As a man, I shoulder the responsibility, I—"

A few electric snakes flashed across the sky, instantly illuminating the street without street lights, and also revealing the flickering panic in Garnier's eyes.I suddenly had a bad feeling.Sure enough, the next moment thunder rumbled across the sky, Garnier let out a high-pitched scream, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

...Okay, so some people are like this, and they are about to change their opinion of him, but he can instantly destroy his good image, and he can further destroy it for you to see.

The uncle stood there staring at the students fainting at his feet speechless for a long time, and finally covered his face silently.

My teacher turned his eyes away to look at the sky, then patted my shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

I nodded, silently followed behind him, and said in a low voice, "Teacher, I'm not afraid of thunder."

He responded indifferently: "Yes."

The two walked out of the tavern and walked towards the aircraft parked in the distance under the sky that was about to pour rain.

I buried my head and walked forward, and continued to whisper: "So in the future, if you don't want to care about what I say, you don't have to sneak away for the sake of my face. The student is ashamed, and the teacher should want to walk away. I think I can I understand how uncle feels."

He paused, then continued to walk forward: "Then don't be ashamed."