death like wind

Rick turned his head and smiled at him, and pulled his hand forward vigorously. Without any hindrance, Ajin slammed into Rick's arms, and when he looked back, there was nothing behind him.

"Rui..."

"Shh." Rick raised his index finger and put it in front of his lips, the light in his eyes was like the Big Dipper guiding people forward in the darkness: "Are we afraid to jump from the window?"

A Jin shook her head, hugged his waist tightly, wanted to ask why he came, but couldn't ask, afraid of being disappointed, so she preferred to be confused.

Rick let him hug him for a long time, and then pushed him away after Ah Jin calmed down. He stepped back a few steps and kicked a run-up to break the window.

The sun suddenly poured in, and it was warm, illuminating the whole room. Ah Jin stood under the sun and blinked vigorously, swallowing the choked sobs in her throat. At that moment, many messy fragments flashed under the brilliant sun, A beautiful young boy, that cold man with black hair and black eyes.

The young man stood in the sun, although he was smiling, but his eyes were full of sadness. The young man lowered his head and said softly: "I dare not say Yu Sheng, my heart will tremble when I mention these two words."

But Millefair knew what the young man hadn't finished saying: But if it was you, I would give up everything and try my best to find it.

If it were you, Uncle Rick, I would also give up everything and go to the end of the world with you.

Rick turned around and put his arms around his waist, stepped onto the window sill and jumped down, the howling wind blew past his ears, Ah Jin looked at his flying white hair and deep blue eyes, and was a little dazed for a moment.

It landed lightly on the ground, and the sun dispelled the last trace of chill from her body, so Ah Jin reluctantly let go of the hand hooking Rick's neck, and said angrily, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect Uncle Rick to be here."

Rick glanced at him lightly, reached out and rubbed the top of his hair, and said, "Don't mess around in the future, a dangerous place is not a playground for adventure."

"Hmm..." A Jin rubbed his hand carefully, before Rick could feel the warmth of his palm, Rick took it back, and Mond's voice came from a distance: "Millefield Er! Why are you there? We thought you were dead like them."

A Jin frowned, went up to meet her and asked, "Who is missing?"

He looked behind Mond, Ophelia, Potter, Eva, and Harry were there.

Harry had just contacted the headquarters, and his delicate little face looked very serious: "When we came out, we found two male corpses and one female corpse. Visually, they were all committed by the same murderer. There were 23 people who went in, but now they come out There are only 15 people left."

As an organizer, Ophelia was at a loss even though she was usually very courageous, at this moment: "I have asked someone to contact my father and sent someone over. I hope the rest of the people will be safe."

I thought it was just an ordinary haunted house adventure, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen. The youngest person present was 12 years old, and the oldest was no more than [-] years old. They completely lost their noble demeanor in the past. Have a game.

Harry noticed the strange man behind Millerfill, who was about to make a regular inquiry, and Ajin said in advance: "This is my Uncle Rick. He heard my mother say that I came to the abandoned factory, so he came to look for him. Mine, if he hadn't stood downstairs and caught me just now, I would have broken my leg."

Rick smiled politely at Harry, but didn't defend himself aloud.

"The police officers will come later, all of you have to go back with me to take notes and record your experiences in the factory in detail." Harry swept across the faces of the crowd. Although he had no intimidating appearance, But at this moment, everyone can only listen to him obediently, even Miss Ophelia, who is usually arrogant, bowed her head guiltily at this time.

After a while, the siren whistled from far to near. Five or six vehicles came in a row. Five or six police officers armed with cold weapons entered the factory shrouded in darkness, and several other police officers surrounded the entire factory.

When Mond saw his old man, he didn't have the aura to let go of his bold words in front of Harry at all, and shyly hid behind Millerfield, but he was still caught by the sharp eyes of the sheriff.

"Stinky boy! Get over here!" The sheriff clenched his hands into fists, and there was almost a fire burning behind him.

Mond poked out half of his head quietly, begging his companions for help.

"Go, warrior, we will collect your body." Eva patted him on the shoulder, and pushed him out with a long way to go.

Mond had no choice but to "die bravely". Ajin looked at his back and suddenly remembered a Chinese sentence she learned from Ms. Chu He: The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return...

The police officers found a total of four corpses in the factory, all of which died of excessive blood loss after being hacked several times. The murderer's method was very cruel, and the bone could be seen deep in each knife, but it was not fatal.Four people are still missing, and people have been sent to search for them.

The young masters and ladies shrank their heads obediently like quails and were taken to the police station by the police officers.

After finishing the record, Ah Jin originally thought that he would be left for interrogation, but was quickly asked away respectfully by the police officer, and Rick was quietly waiting for him outside the gate.

"They didn't embarrass you, did they?" Ah Jin looked back suspiciously at the police officer who sent him out, and didn't pull Rick up and down to check it until he went back.

"They don't dare to embarrass me." Rick laughed and let him check, and said after he was relieved: "Do you want to take off your clothes and take a closer look?"

"Okay!" Ah Jin looked at him expectantly, as if she wanted to strip his clothes off in the street.

"..." Rick coughed and said, "Just kidding."

The confidant who stayed behind to take care of Rick had already driven the carriage and waited by the side of the road. Rick stepped into the carriage first, stretched out his hand and pulled Ajin up, and the carriage drove slowly towards home.

Despite the turbulent waves in the town of Tonys at this time, a certain manor in the town is still independent, peaceful and peaceful.

Father and mother didn't know the absurdity of Millerfield's day, they prepared a sumptuous dinner and waited for them to go home to enjoy, chatted with the evening breeze at night, and the day passed quietly.

The shocking news came to the manor the next day. The heirs of the noble family had lost so much in one day, which had alarmed the king. The king sent an army to investigate the matter. Panicked, they don't let their children go out to mess around again.

Millerfield was also grounded. At this moment, the blond-haired, blue-eyed boy was blowing bubbles on the windowsill in boredom. The colorful bubbles floated up and down in the air, and some of them landed on Millerfield. On Er's clothes, but it has not been torn for a long time.

Millefair held the foamy water and was surprised to see the unbroken bubbles falling on his body, cautiously fearing that the bubbles would burst if he moved.

Rick happened to pass under the window sill, and saw this scene with a slight smile on his indifferent face. Everything under the sun seemed to be shining with colorful lights at this time, and the years were quiet.

"Ah Jin has been naughty since he was a child. Fortunately, he didn't lose his life in this accident." Lorca saw Rick looking at the little boy blowing bubbles on the window sill. It's a sneaky life after a catastrophe, and I'm glad God blesses me.

Millefair felt that someone was looking at him, lowered his head and bumped into those deep blue eyes, immediately smiled, raised the foamy water in his hand, and said loudly: "Uncle Rick, this is made by myself. Yes, the blown bubbles are bigger and more durable than others!"

Lorca laughed and said: "It seems that you are very free now, why don't you let Uncle Rick instruct you on the score."

"Okay!" Millerfill smiled and asked, "Uncle Rick, are you free now?"

"I'm free." Rick nodded to Lorca, and after Lorca left, Millefair also rushed down with a thick sheet music, and crashed into Rick's arms.

"Slow down." Rick stretched out his hand to catch him, his eyes were full of smiles, even though he had a lot of momentum, he still caught Millefair steadily without taking half a step back.

"Let's go to the creek behind the garden. The scenery there is very beautiful, and it can create a steady stream of inspiration for people!" Millefair raised his head from Rick's arms, his long blond hair was loosely draped over his shoulders, and followed The breeze was undulating, and it was as brilliant as the brilliance dyed by the sun.

Rick straightened his shaggy curls and let him do it, smiling.

There is a snow mountain behind the town of Tonys, so the town of Tonys is still very cool in summer, and the small stream in the dense woods behind the garden flows down from this snow mountain, which is cool and cool, and it is cool to step on. And shivering from the cold inside.

"Come here to play in summer, it's like entering a natural ice cellar." Millefair was stepping on the crystal clear stream with his trousers rolled up, and a group of fish in the water ran away instantly. He picked up a puddle of clear water and washed his face, exhaling from the cold.

Rick picked up his sheet music that was still on the shore, and looked indulgently at the playful young man. There were many small flowers blooming on the green grass, and butterflies were flying among them. Some are as beautiful as fairyland.

The elf prince in the fairyland turned his head and raised a bright smile at him, beckoning and said: "Uncle Rick, look first, there is a pen in the tent, if there are any changes, please make a note, I will pick some flowers over there The flowers will come."

Rick looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, he saw a small tent hidden in the jungle. There was an easel in the tent, and the tools needed for painting were neatly placed on the ground.

I really don't know how many secret bases Ah Jin has.

Rick shook his head and laughed, took a pen and sat on the lush grass, flipping through the thick sheet music.

This should have been created by Millefair after he came to the small town of Tonys. The early songs tended to be melancholy and angry, and the later songs gradually calmed down. There are still a few songs in the back that celebrate joy. Turn to the last page , the above song should be a new composition not long ago, singing the sweet and sour of love.

Millefair is a very talented performer, and it can even be said that he is a once-in-a-century genius in the music industry. If it is not because of physical illness, he can get a bigger stage and become the youngest and most powerful musician in history. Home.

"Surprise!" While Rick was feeling sorry for him, something was suddenly put on the top of his head, and Millefair turned to him and looked at him for a while, with a smile almost showing in his eyes.

Rick stretched out his hand suspiciously and was about to touch it, but in the middle of the process, Millefair grabbed his wrist.

"Uncle Rick, it's very pretty!" Millerfell hooked his neck and knelt down and kissed him on the face. One kiss was not enough and he kissed several times before giving up: "The garland made of small blue and white wreaths , when I saw you for the first time, I thought you would be amazing wearing such a garland!"

That head of silvery white hair shimmers in the sun, coupled with his deep blue eyes, it gives people an unworldly beauty. Today Rick is wearing a white gown again, which is more holy, but it is too light. Millefair Then he thought about putting a blue and white wreath on Rick, which broke through the cold beauty into an indiscriminate sex appeal.

Ah Jin thought of asking his mother what God looked like, and her mother told him at that time: God is invisible, he has no gender, and he just appears in the way he wants. If you really want to describe the appearance of God, it is so obvious. The characteristic must be that it looks indistinguishable from male and female.

Ah Jin was in a daze, and suddenly thought that Rick was the god he believed in since childhood.

The author has something to say:

The same is true for Li Ying, who was born from original sin. Although Su Xiaoguai has the characteristics of bisexuality, God created him with a male physique.