Pollutant recycling site

Lu Chenzhao was still smiling, and returned to his usual lazy look of not caring about anything.

"I think this looks pretty, but it's a scar that everyone in the recycling market is afraid of..." He squeezed the temple with his left hand, and pressed the edge of the temple cover to the left side of the bridge of the nose, just below the arc-shaped scar, " That’s what’s left over from then.”

Zhou Yan raised his eyes and looked over.

He has seen the scar that Lu Chenzhao pressed under the edge of the frame several times.

In his impression, this scar is bright, eye-catching, and thick.

It was so dazzling, so dazzling that even Zhou Yan would be confused by it, almost forgot that it was not born with Lu Chenzhao, but a wound left on his face by external forces, and a river channel where polluted liquid flowed.

At this moment, I can see again that the scars have faded from the red stained by the pollution liquid, leaving only very shallow and pure traces.

Apart from not being ferocious, it was no different from the scars on ordinary people.

But it was such an ordinary scar that made Zhou Yan's heart twist.

"I was so curious about me before, why didn't you ask me anything?" Lu Chenzhao put the monocle back on and adjusted its position.

He originally wanted to ask Zhou Yan if he was reluctant, but when he saw the sadness in Zhou Yan's eyes, he felt that what he really asked was a bit wrong, so he changed it: "How about... I will tell you the answer directly? What happened that day? It makes me think that the evil god will never be resurrected."

Zhou Yan seemed dissatisfied with Lu Chenzhao's question: "Are you reluctant to ask me?"

"Come on, just in case I ask you how bad it is to cry..." Lu Chenzhao teased Zhou Yan with a smile, but Zhou Yan glared at him, "Okay, even if you don't know how to cry, you will always say a few more words to express your love." How reluctant are you? I’m addicted to listening to it, but I don’t have the heart to chat with you about business. "

Zhou Yan didn't feel as uncomfortable as before, and complained coldly: "It's not serious."

"Actually, I can be a little less serious." Lu Chenzhao's eyes nodded at the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth, squinting his eyes and looking in the direction of the bed, "Do you want to look?"

From the moment Lu Chenzhao said he wanted to chase him, Zhou Yan felt that Lu Chenzhao's teasing of him was like a switch.

As long as Lu Chenzhao started, Zhou Yan would have the same thoughts about him, and was hooked by Lu Chenzhao to want to do the same thing.

For example, when Lu Chenzhao looked at his mouth just now, he reflexively looked at the same position on Lu Chenzhao's face.

For example, when Lu Chenzhao pointedly looked in the direction of the bed, he also looked back.

Inappropriately, he even thought of the bed that he slept on many days ago, the bed that smelled of Lu Chenzhao.

And the company after waking up last night.

Zhou Yan turned around sullenly.

"roll."

The voice was muffled and had no deterrent effect at all.

Lu Chenzhao followed with a smile, leaned against the wall and watched Zhou Yan put on his coat, and slowly told Zhou Yan the answer he had prepared before.

Maybe because I don't want to mention too much, or because I want to save time, the answer only includes what the evil god said.

- There is a traitor among the gods, an ugly guy who cannot be called a god.

- That ugly guy has no territory and no followers.

- Therefore, he is jealous of the vastness and richness of the territories of the gods, and the piety of the believers of the gods.Mad with envy, he would sacrifice his eternal body and immortal soul if it would harm the gods.

-Of course, under normal circumstances, that ugly guy can't hurt the gods one bit.However, he used an extremely despicable method to force the gods who were far more powerful than him into the dark crack without light.

-It is a place where not even gods can live.

-In just a few days, all the gods fell.

-Before the gods fell, they tried their best to project me into this world, the world where human beings live.

-As long as I plant the seeds of hope here, one day the gods will be reborn in the endless cycle.

……

In the end, he failed.

Not only because he met Lu Chenzhao and those who carried out the mission with him, but also because he found the wrong place in the first place.

Treat the world in the mission as a reality.

Zhou Yan thought for a while and asked, "Is it possible that He is lying to you?"

"He is indeed lying to me. Most of what he said about the evil gods are false, but I can be sure..." Lu Chenzhao went around behind Zhou Yan and picked up the dark blue belt hanging from the back of Zhou Yan's coat , tied a loose bow, "The part about the fall of the gods is true."

Lu Chenzhao would not believe the evil god just because of what he said, Zhou Yan asked, "What happened?"

Zhou Yan didn't see it, but Lu Chenzhao's scar under the monocle frame flashed, and a fiery red light flowed faintly.

"I saw."

Lu Chenzhao grabbed Zhou Yan's belt, shook it as if out of strength, and put his chin on Zhou Yan's shoulder.

He lowered his eyes and only briefly recalled the scene he saw at that time, which gave him the illusion of being polluted again.

"During the process of being polluted, I saw the dark cracks He described, and also saw...the gods fall."

Zhou Yan stretched out his hand to touch Lu Chenzhao's palm, and held his hand.

"it's already over."

Feeling that such comfort was not enough, Zhou Yan turned his head to his right shoulder, instinctively wanting to approach Lu Chenzhao's face, but was blocked by Lu Chenzhao's monocle mirror on his left ear.

Zhou Yan: "..."

Lu Chenzhao's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Zhou Yan, what do you want to do to me?"

Zhou Yan raised his hand and pressed the frame of Lu Chenzhao's monocle: "The glasses are crooked, please help me."

"Oh……"

Lu Chenzhao responded meaningfully, and scratched Zhou Yan's palm with his fingertips.

When he bumped into the mirror frame and was caught by Lu Chenzhao, Zhou Yan's ears were not red, but now they turned red uncontrollably.

"Boom boom boom——"

Someone is knocking on the door.

Zhou Yan let go of Lu Chenzhao's hand and walked towards the door.

Lu Chenzhao stared at the bow tie on Zhou Yan's waist for a few seconds, then stepped forward to follow.

The person who knocked on the door was the middle-aged woman who brought them to the third floor last night: "Gather at the elevator door on the third floor at [-]:[-]. I'll take you to the restaurant for breakfast."

The investigators had developed a good habit of adhering to the agreement in the process of carrying out the task. Just after 35:[-], all eleven people arrived, and they gathered loosely at the elevator door and the nearby corridor.

One is not much, and one is not much.

Most of them are in a good state of mind, and it can be seen that they have had a good night's sleep.Only the four members of the Dare Not to Die team were a little bit wrong, especially Shi Mengyu, whose eyes were bruised and red and swollen, as if he had been crying for a long time and hadn't calmed down yet.

Ning Luan found that Zhou Yan was looking at Shi Mengyu, and told the news that he overheard in the morning: "I accidentally heard it this morning. Shi Mengyu didn't fall asleep before eleven o'clock last night. It is said that something terrible happened. I didn't hear exactly what happened."

Zhou Yan listened quietly to Ning Luan's words, without taking his eyes off Shi Mengyu.

Lu Chenzhao followed and looked over, and soon understood what Zhou Yan was looking at.

Ning Luan glanced back and forth between the two of them, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you all staring at her?"

Zhou Yan: "The height is wrong."

Ning Luan: "???"

Zhou Yan: "Did you see Qiao Yuan beside her?"

Ning Luan nodded.

Zhou Yan reminded: "When we met yesterday, Shi Mengyu's height was just at the position of Qiao Yuan's eyes."

When we met again this morning, the top of Shi Mengyu's head was already higher than Qiao Yuan's eyebrows.

She has grown taller.

Ning Luan was stunned: "... Is there such a good thing as going to bed late?"

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