Botmaster

At the end of the Jiawu year in the lunar calendar, the weather is very cold, but it can't freeze the lively atmosphere on the street.

Tong Wu was walking through an old-fashioned residential area in a hurry.

The sun is just right outside, and everyone's faces are beaming, with the excitement and idleness of the Chinese New Year holiday.Because of this, Tong Wu's unsuitable black attire and overly gloomy demeanor made it hard not to attract the attention of others.

Aware of the astonished eyes around him, Tong Wu unconsciously lowered the brim of his hat, and stepped a little faster.

In fact, he was a little annoyed, this body was too difficult to use, and it took him a lot of time to get used to his current speed.

There is an open space next to the concierge in the old residential area. An old man is leaning on a deck chair, listening to the radio and basking in the sun.

When passing by the concierge, Tong Wu caught the voice from the radio: "There was a theft of ancient corpses in this city last night. The stolen ancient corpses... a staff member was injured and lost a lot of blood, and the medical staff tried their best to rescue him. It's all right."

Tong Wu curled his lips, thinking that whoever is full and has nothing to do will steal the corpse these days.

The thought flashed across his mind, he had already walked out of the community, and turned to a street not far away that was more than one car wide.

He stopped and looked at the small street called Tanjialong.Tanjia Lane was indeed a cramped alley in the old society, but over the past few decades, it has been upgraded from an alley to a road, but the name has not changed.

Tanjialong is a famous road vegetable market in this area, Tong Wu stood at the intersection and looked in, his eyes were like torches.

I saw that the sidewalks and streets on both sides of Tanjia Lane were filled with all kinds of vendors, selling breakfast and daily necessities, vegetables and fish, crowded together in a crowded pile, and the shops along the street hung up their doors at the same time. The festive red lanterns, coupled with the bustling crowd, make the New Year feel so strong.

Sniffing, Tong Wu found an exception in the bustle, and walked towards it.

As if abandoned by the strong atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, the entrance of this Internet cafe named Kunlun is very clean. Many vendors would rather huddle together, or directly bypass the entrance of the Internet cafe to set up stalls in other places, rather than touch the Internet cafe. There is a side of the door, as if there is nothing good to come across.

Passing through five passes and beheading six generals, Tong Wu avoided the vegetable seller and the meat chopper, and was finally stopped by a fish seller, "Young man, the fish is fresh, do you want one? Let's talk about the Chinese New Year, every year." More than enough!"

Tong Wu glanced at the foam box at the fishmonger's feet, and frowned—the fish was killed, with internal organs and blood everywhere, too lacking in aesthetics.

He stared coldly, walked around the fishmonger and walked towards the Internet cafe. Behind him came the strange voice of the fishmonger's aunt: "What kind of eyes! Why do you look down on people! Going to that kind of place, you don't look like a person." Good stuff, I bah!"

Tong Wu thought to himself: Do people nowadays have neuropathy?

It's no wonder that the fishmonger's aunt is so emotional, it's because Tong Wu's eyes look like he's looking at a pile of dead meat, which makes people very uncomfortable, and his destination - Kunlun Internet Cafe, is also where people in the nearby area are very special. It is taboo and disgusting place, for those who go to this Internet cafe to surf the Internet, one or two out of ten will die, and they will die at the entrance of the Internet cafe every time, and the death conditions are particularly tragic and terrifying.

Over time, Kunlun Internet Café has gained a bad reputation, and everyone's death was attributed to gangsters fighting.

Even the police can't control this Internet cafe, but it hasn't closed yet, and it has been open steadily until now, how can people not hate it?

Seeing Tong Wu disappear behind the gate of the Internet cafe, the fishmonger aunt let out another "bah" and continued with her business.

Tong Wu pushed open the door of the Kunlun Internet Cafe, and as soon as he entered, he felt a gust of cold air rushing towards his face. The indoor temperature was very in line with the name of the Internet Cafe "Kunlun".

As if he had been here before, without any hesitation, Tong Wu walked through the dilapidated corridor to the end, turned and walked a few more steps, and a staircase developing downward appeared in front of him.He walked on without hesitation, and after two corners, it suddenly became clear to him that there were countless computer monitors neatly arranged in the huge space, but there were not many people surfing the Internet.

Those few people didn't know what kind of online game they were fighting, but Tong Wu saw the colorful lights on the screen, dazzled him.

The Kunlun Internet Cafe is cold and quiet, but the guests who surf the Internet have no complaints, as if they don't feel the discomfort caused by the low temperature.

Tong Wu looked around and found the cashier of the Internet cafe. He leaned over to the counter and asked, "How much is a clock?"

"Four yuan for the lobby, six yuan for the private room." The person at the counter said without raising his head.

"Oh, I'll take the night." Tong Wu said.

Because of this sentence, the man at the counter raised his head reluctantly, and said with a smile: "You are kidding me in broad daylight by telling me to keep you at night?" He squinted his eyes and looked at Tong Wu several times, then said: "I This is not a business for minors, please go back!"

Tong Wu: "Which eye of yours sees me as a minor?"

Among other things, the young master's handsome face is a bit baby fat, so he is not underage. The female boss at the counter is a bit too judging by appearance.

Unexpectedly, the female boss stopped making fun of her. Instead, she put on a serious face and said: "In my place, anyone under the age of two hundred is considered a minor. Please go back to your business!" Then, he made a "please" gesture towards the stairs, and didn't bother to say more.

Tong Wu was a little frustrated, his blood-sapped face turned pale again, and under the not-so-bright lights of the Internet cafe, he looked gloomy and lifeless.

The proprietress was very patient, and waited for him to leave.

Taking a deep breath, Tong Wu put one hand into the pocket of his trousers, and under the puzzled eyes of the proprietress, he found something and slapped it on the counter, making a crisp "pop".

"After seeing this thing, let's talk about whether to do my business or not!"

He only moved his palm half an inch away, but the proprietress, who had been tough just now, immediately changed her expression. She retracted her arm and pressed on Tong Wu's palm, forcing back the half of the cold light leaking from his fingers. She reacted so quickly, the few Internet users in the Internet cafe also noticed the situation here, and Da Lala cast their eyes over.

"How did you get this thing?" The proprietress asked nervously while scanning the lobby of the Internet cafe vigilantly.

Tong Wu raised his eyebrows and remained silent, meaning that I would only talk about it if you were doing my business.

The proprietress had no choice but to lift the cover of the bar and said in a low voice, "Take your things, come in and talk."

Tong Wu wiped the bar counter with his palm, put the thing that had just been shown back into his trouser pocket, and quickly flashed it into the counter.

Entering the counter, the scene is different from what I saw outside. At least the proprietress is no longer alone at the moment, and there is an extra half-old child beside her, holding a third-grade Chinese book in her hand and chewing it—is it true? gnawing.

The proprietress said to the child: "I'll go to the back, and you can help watch here."

The child grinned, with a mature and sophisticated expression that did not match his age: "Alright, leave it to me."

After the proprietress finished explaining, she hooked her finger at Tong Wu, signaling him to follow her.

Looking at the place where the refrigerator was placed just now, it turned out to be a wooden door carved with simple and simple patterns. The proprietress let Tong Wu go in first. fish!"

The half-grown child replied: "Come on, don't have too many enoki mushrooms in a serving of 208 boiled fish." I don't know who to call it to.

Following the guidance of the proprietress, Tong Wu came to a room like an office hall, and he looked around curiously.

There are office windows in the room, information boards and LED scrolling screens, a calling system and waiting seats, and even a display window for excellent employees, which looks very professional.The proprietress led him to the anti-theft door with n spells, swiped his card to enter, passed behind the clerks, and entered the office.

As soon as the office door was closed, the proprietress could no longer hold back and asked him, "Tell me, where did the things come from?"

Tong Wu asked without answering, "Have you ever heard of Xiangxi expelling corpses?"

When the proprietress heard him mentioning the Corpse Sect, she felt a little less nervous. She leaned back in her chair, her brows and eyes were full of disdainful arrogance. Shameless, I don't know what method they used to get that small piece of broken light.

"No, I think you misunderstood, I'm not a corpse exorcist."

"That is?"

Tong Wu grinned, his small canine teeth set off Baozi's face, no matter how you looked at him, he was so cute, "I'm the one who was kicked out."

When Hong Sui heard this, he was so shocked that he was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that he was pointing at Tong Wu and was almost speechless.

Tong Wu was still smiling, except for his pale face, he could not tell that he had just announced that he was actually a dead person.

But what has Hong Sui not seen in the world?In the Kunlun Internet Cafe where she sits alone, the strange things that happen every year can be lined up on Kunlun Mountain. How long can a small zombie with a cultivation base of less than 200 years shock her?So she calmed down quickly, sat back in her executive chair and sighed: "No wonder you looked so pale just now, it turned out to be a zombie."

"I thought you could tell what I was, at least you could tell my age."

Hong Sui looked disapprovingly and said: "I can't see how old you are, but there are some small methods, so I can get a general idea."

"Oh? May I ask what's the best way?"

"Tell you boy how I'm still messing around, let's talk about that thing in your pocket." Hong Sui raised her chin and returned to the original topic. She always pays attention to the boy's right hand in his trouser pocket. .

Tong Wu stopped haha, and generously took out the fragments of the cold glow and put them on the table, a radiance suddenly bloomed on the table, and the light that originally lit the room seemed to pale in comparison, Hong Sui even got up and turned off the light, let alone The cold light of the shards casts on the walls and roof.

"This... this is actually true!" Hong Sui couldn't believe it, his face flushed with excitement.

She will never admit it wrong!Although I only saw it once when I first entered the Kunlun School, when it came out of the box, it suddenly burst out like a moon, the brilliant starlight that left traces of light and shadow in the turning, and the magnificence that broke through the sky with a glance. , all gave Hong Sui a strong impact that he would never forget in his life.

Even if thousands of years have passed, Hong Sui can still recall the feeling when he first saw her.

Kunlun Mirror.

According to legend, it is a fragment of the Kunlun mirror that can freely travel through the past and the future, and can see through the secrets of heaven.