I use a vest to appear live
Chapter 63
He remembered that he came to this city with his adoptive parents, who were infertile, so they adopted Ke Lu Jie and treated him as his own child all the time, but Lu Jie couldn't remember why the adoptive parents abandoned him.
Memory is like a fault.
All he could think about was himself being brought here crying, and some images of the dean comforting himself after waking up from a nightmare.
More details, he could not recall.Even how he was adopted by his later adoptive parents is vague.
But that's also why he came here.
Lu Jie settled down, although he was worried about his body in reality, but judging by the urine of his memory these few times, it might be another long movie that he couldn't help himself.
In reality, the time is not long, so he will settle down as soon as he comes.
"Oh, don't cry. It's all a dream, Xiaojie doesn't have a sister."
Little Lu Jie cried out in this voice, the dean's flurry of comforting appearance was not like acting, it was quite different from the current appearance, but it cannot be ruled out that little Lu Jie didn't know people's hearts, so there is a possibility that there is a layer of kindness filter added to the reflected memory .
"No sister?" The tear-stained little Lu Jie raised his head and asked blankly, "Whose existence are you denying?"
The dean who was smiling at him suddenly became panicked after hearing this sentence.
It took a sharp step back, its calf bumped into the chair behind it, and without caring about it, it half-knelt down, lowered its head and respectfully said, "Mr. An, you're awake."
The little Lu Jie who was so called cast a glance at it, stood up from the soft carpet, and patted the dust that was not there on his body.
"What the hell are you talking about, bringing that idiot here and feeding him "sugar" just to wake me up?"
Lu Jie was so shocked that his mind went blank.
Who is Mr. An?Why is it in your own body?Dual personality?So why hasn't it been shown in all these years?Or did he show up and not remember?
While Lu Jie was trying to recall what memory he still had, Mr. An looked around with his hands behind his back, then grabbed an apple on the coffee table and took a bite, "You're having a good day, aren't you?"
He sighed, and suddenly kicked the dean in the face.
Although with the strength of a five-year-old child, this is not very painful, but it is humiliating.
The dean's entire face was flushed red with embarrassment, and it gritted its teeth and slowly turned its head back.Burying his head lower, hiding his expression.
Mr. An grabbed the director's hair, "Sooner or later, I will swallow the idiot's consciousness and inherit Liu An's body, so don't let me hear such words again. Do you understand?!"
"Understood." The dean replied in a low voice.
Only then did he let go of his hand, and crawled onto the sofa in a sexual manner, spread out on it and asked casually, "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"
"Someone is spying on the outside of the orphanage."
"Huh?" Mr. An stood up with great interest, "What? Have your dirty deeds finally been discovered by the police?"
"What is touched is the formation you arranged." The dean took out a piece of wood from his arms.
The board is engraved with complicated patterns, and it can be seen from the shadows that it looks like a big bird.
The dean erected the board, pointed to the black scorched marks on it and said, "This is left when the formation was changed last time."
Only now did Lu Jie see clearly that the big bird above was a phoenix with wings caged.
Its phoenix head is drooping, and the eyes are inlaid with emerald gemstones. When you look over, the light reflected by the gemstones is like the phoenix coming alive and looking at you curiously.
The scorch marks that the dean mentioned passed through the wings of this phoenix and pierced straight to the head of the phoenix, only millimeters away from the eyes of the phoenix.
Mr. An squinted his eyes and looked at the wooden board for a moment, then stretched out his hand to caress the wooden board.
There was a burning crackling sound where his palm touched the wood, and even green smoke came out.
But when his hand left the board, the original scorched marks disappeared without a trace.
After all this he seemed exhausted.He closed his eyes and collapsed on the sofa, not moving.
The dean looked at the newly restored wooden boards, then at Mr. An who seemed to be asleep, and called out tentatively: "Mr. An?"
Mr. An snorted through his nose, closed his eyes and said, "I'm really sorry that I didn't become your cute little Jie again."
He stabbed the dean, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Why do you call me idiot Xiaojie, who are you a fan of?"
The dean froze for a moment, "Who is that?"
Mr. An raised his eyelids and glanced at him, as if observing him, and took a while to look away.
"I don't know."
He asked this question inexplicably, and then stopped mentioning it inexplicably, and he didn't know what he was thinking. There were nostalgia, anger and relief in his expression, but more of disgust.
The dean carefully observed his expression, thought for a while, and said honestly: "The name Xiaojie was told to me by the child himself. Suddenly one day, he told me that he has a name, and his name is Jie."
"Ah."
Mr. An laughed inexplicably, sat up suddenly and brought the topic back.
"The remaining power here belongs to Luo Ye, and they finally came to the door."
"Who is Luo Ye?"
"Oh." Only then did Mr. An realize that the dean didn't know Luo Ye, and said with a smile, "It's the founder of the underworld, the breeder of the vicious dogs in the heavens, the remnants of the old world, and the usurper of theocratic power."
Seeing this, Lu Jie froze for a moment.
This is not the first time he heard this name, he had also heard this name before when he heard Yang Shuhang recount his experience.
However, he didn't care about it at the time. As the enemy of the underworld, insulting or smearing the leader of the enemy is a normal operation.
But now that he suddenly heard the many titles of this person, Lu Jie had the consciousness of, oh, he really is a great big shot.
Moreover, the amount of information in this sentence seems to be a bit too rich.
The founder of the underworld and the breeder of the vicious dogs in the heavens clearly means that Luo Ye is not only the founder of the underworld, but also the supreme leader of the underworld.
So what do the remnants of the old world and usurpers of theocracy say?
There is no god in this world.
This is something that all practitioners know.
Although in a broad sense, the staff of the underworld and the heavens can be called gods, but in a narrow sense, everyone is just a user of the rules.
They are no nobler than practitioners like Shen Mian, and if they lose their jobs, many people's strength is even inferior to Shen Mian.
The so-called gods in the eyes of ordinary people actually rely on a small waist card for their abilities. If they lose it, they will also lose the ability of gods.
As for Lu Jie, he is the strange one among this group of gods. His ability never came from his badge, but from himself.
Although the underworld had never told him these things, he had vaguely felt them.
I am different from everyone else.
Stealer of theocracy?
What is divine right?
Lu Jie was confused, and there seemed to be a voice answering him in the dark.
Theocracy is just that - the right to create life.
The author has something to say: I'm here to drop the bomb
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Is Lu Jie good enough?
<(`^?)>
Memory is like a fault.
All he could think about was himself being brought here crying, and some images of the dean comforting himself after waking up from a nightmare.
More details, he could not recall.Even how he was adopted by his later adoptive parents is vague.
But that's also why he came here.
Lu Jie settled down, although he was worried about his body in reality, but judging by the urine of his memory these few times, it might be another long movie that he couldn't help himself.
In reality, the time is not long, so he will settle down as soon as he comes.
"Oh, don't cry. It's all a dream, Xiaojie doesn't have a sister."
Little Lu Jie cried out in this voice, the dean's flurry of comforting appearance was not like acting, it was quite different from the current appearance, but it cannot be ruled out that little Lu Jie didn't know people's hearts, so there is a possibility that there is a layer of kindness filter added to the reflected memory .
"No sister?" The tear-stained little Lu Jie raised his head and asked blankly, "Whose existence are you denying?"
The dean who was smiling at him suddenly became panicked after hearing this sentence.
It took a sharp step back, its calf bumped into the chair behind it, and without caring about it, it half-knelt down, lowered its head and respectfully said, "Mr. An, you're awake."
The little Lu Jie who was so called cast a glance at it, stood up from the soft carpet, and patted the dust that was not there on his body.
"What the hell are you talking about, bringing that idiot here and feeding him "sugar" just to wake me up?"
Lu Jie was so shocked that his mind went blank.
Who is Mr. An?Why is it in your own body?Dual personality?So why hasn't it been shown in all these years?Or did he show up and not remember?
While Lu Jie was trying to recall what memory he still had, Mr. An looked around with his hands behind his back, then grabbed an apple on the coffee table and took a bite, "You're having a good day, aren't you?"
He sighed, and suddenly kicked the dean in the face.
Although with the strength of a five-year-old child, this is not very painful, but it is humiliating.
The dean's entire face was flushed red with embarrassment, and it gritted its teeth and slowly turned its head back.Burying his head lower, hiding his expression.
Mr. An grabbed the director's hair, "Sooner or later, I will swallow the idiot's consciousness and inherit Liu An's body, so don't let me hear such words again. Do you understand?!"
"Understood." The dean replied in a low voice.
Only then did he let go of his hand, and crawled onto the sofa in a sexual manner, spread out on it and asked casually, "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"
"Someone is spying on the outside of the orphanage."
"Huh?" Mr. An stood up with great interest, "What? Have your dirty deeds finally been discovered by the police?"
"What is touched is the formation you arranged." The dean took out a piece of wood from his arms.
The board is engraved with complicated patterns, and it can be seen from the shadows that it looks like a big bird.
The dean erected the board, pointed to the black scorched marks on it and said, "This is left when the formation was changed last time."
Only now did Lu Jie see clearly that the big bird above was a phoenix with wings caged.
Its phoenix head is drooping, and the eyes are inlaid with emerald gemstones. When you look over, the light reflected by the gemstones is like the phoenix coming alive and looking at you curiously.
The scorch marks that the dean mentioned passed through the wings of this phoenix and pierced straight to the head of the phoenix, only millimeters away from the eyes of the phoenix.
Mr. An squinted his eyes and looked at the wooden board for a moment, then stretched out his hand to caress the wooden board.
There was a burning crackling sound where his palm touched the wood, and even green smoke came out.
But when his hand left the board, the original scorched marks disappeared without a trace.
After all this he seemed exhausted.He closed his eyes and collapsed on the sofa, not moving.
The dean looked at the newly restored wooden boards, then at Mr. An who seemed to be asleep, and called out tentatively: "Mr. An?"
Mr. An snorted through his nose, closed his eyes and said, "I'm really sorry that I didn't become your cute little Jie again."
He stabbed the dean, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Why do you call me idiot Xiaojie, who are you a fan of?"
The dean froze for a moment, "Who is that?"
Mr. An raised his eyelids and glanced at him, as if observing him, and took a while to look away.
"I don't know."
He asked this question inexplicably, and then stopped mentioning it inexplicably, and he didn't know what he was thinking. There were nostalgia, anger and relief in his expression, but more of disgust.
The dean carefully observed his expression, thought for a while, and said honestly: "The name Xiaojie was told to me by the child himself. Suddenly one day, he told me that he has a name, and his name is Jie."
"Ah."
Mr. An laughed inexplicably, sat up suddenly and brought the topic back.
"The remaining power here belongs to Luo Ye, and they finally came to the door."
"Who is Luo Ye?"
"Oh." Only then did Mr. An realize that the dean didn't know Luo Ye, and said with a smile, "It's the founder of the underworld, the breeder of the vicious dogs in the heavens, the remnants of the old world, and the usurper of theocratic power."
Seeing this, Lu Jie froze for a moment.
This is not the first time he heard this name, he had also heard this name before when he heard Yang Shuhang recount his experience.
However, he didn't care about it at the time. As the enemy of the underworld, insulting or smearing the leader of the enemy is a normal operation.
But now that he suddenly heard the many titles of this person, Lu Jie had the consciousness of, oh, he really is a great big shot.
Moreover, the amount of information in this sentence seems to be a bit too rich.
The founder of the underworld and the breeder of the vicious dogs in the heavens clearly means that Luo Ye is not only the founder of the underworld, but also the supreme leader of the underworld.
So what do the remnants of the old world and usurpers of theocracy say?
There is no god in this world.
This is something that all practitioners know.
Although in a broad sense, the staff of the underworld and the heavens can be called gods, but in a narrow sense, everyone is just a user of the rules.
They are no nobler than practitioners like Shen Mian, and if they lose their jobs, many people's strength is even inferior to Shen Mian.
The so-called gods in the eyes of ordinary people actually rely on a small waist card for their abilities. If they lose it, they will also lose the ability of gods.
As for Lu Jie, he is the strange one among this group of gods. His ability never came from his badge, but from himself.
Although the underworld had never told him these things, he had vaguely felt them.
I am different from everyone else.
Stealer of theocracy?
What is divine right?
Lu Jie was confused, and there seemed to be a voice answering him in the dark.
Theocracy is just that - the right to create life.
The author has something to say: I'm here to drop the bomb
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Is Lu Jie good enough?
<(`^?)>
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