Late at night, Snake Gate.
Gao Yang handled everything today and returned to the dormitory to rest.
When passing through the dead pig's dormitory, the door suddenly opened and Baili Yì walked out.
Gao Yang was not surprised. Baili Yì had promised to talk to Dead Pig about Baqiuchi. It seemed that he had finished talking now.
Got back to your diary?Gao Yang asked.
Baili Yì nodded: Well, I plan to have a cup of coffee and go back.
Gao Yang thought for a while and said: Have you talked about Cute Sheep to the Dead Pig?
Baili Yì smiled but said nothing.
Gao Yang had the answer in his mind. He hesitated for two seconds and asked: I learned this secret from Liu Qingying. Can I tell the dead pig?
This is your freedom.Baili Yì said.
Understood.Gao Yang nodded.
What you were going to tell me before, how are you thinking about?Baili Yì asked.
I thought about it and said, "Let's talk about it when I win the curtain call."Gao Yang said: After all, if you don’t win, everything will make no sense.
Baili Yì smiled as expected, OK, then wait for you to return triumphantly.
Is this a blessing or a prophecy?Gao Yang asked.
Baili Yì Xiaoxiao: I hope it is a prophecy.
Baili Yì quickly disappeared at the corner of the corridor. Gao Yang did not rush to leave. He stood outside the door of the Dead Pig dormitory with his back against the wall, thinking quietly.
At some point, Qing Ling appeared. She was wearing a training suit, sweaty face, and a sweat-wiping towel on her shoulders, and there were no scars on her body. It seemed that she had just finished training, to be precise, she had just abused her.
Qing Ling frowned slightly when she saw Gao Yang: What are you doing here?
Then Qingling looked at the dormitory of the house number of the dead pig. Gao Yang only told Qingling the secret of the Cute Sheep. Qingling immediately guessed: Are you planning to tell the dead pig?
Gao Yang looked up and his eyes were deep: What do you think?
Qing Ling thought about it carefully for a few seconds. If he said this at this time, the tactics might have to be adjusted.
Gao Yang understood Qingling's meaning, and the dead pig might no longer agree to the Cute sheep going to the battlefield.
but.Qing Ling changed her words and softened her heart: If you don’t talk about it now, you may never have a chance.
A trace of bitterness appeared on Gao Yang's mouth: You didn't answer me at all, but repeated my inner struggle.
Why should I answer you?Qing Ling is righteous: This is your choice, not mine.
Gao Yang was stunned and had an answer in his heart.
Take a bath and sleep.Qing Ling said as she walked away.
Gao Yang took a deep breath and knocked on the door behind him.
Soon, the door opened.
The dead pig was wearing a larger pajama. He was burly, like a wall, blocking the door.
Maybe he was injured after fighting gluttony last time, or maybe it was just a matter of light, he looked a little haggard.
The dead pig was a little surprised: Captain Gao?
Dead pig, how many minutes will it take for you?
The dead pig is out of the way, please come in.
Gao Yang entered the house, the dormitory was clean and simple, without any unnecessary furnishings.
The dead pig pulled the only chair next to Gao Yang. If you sit for a while, I will pour you a cup of tea...
Need not.Gao Yang didn't even move: he could finish it in just a few words.
The dead pig turned around and looked at Gao Yang seriously. He vaguely felt that things were important.
Before Liu Qingying died, she left me a dream and passed on Baili Yì's diary to me.Gao Yang said.
Well, Baili Yì told me too.Dead Pig said.
Gao Yang nodded: But there is one thing that Baili Yì didn't tell you that Baqiuchi actually has a child.
The dead pig was shocked and thought he had heard it wrong: Child?!
yes.Gao Yang added: Your two children.
The dead pig was as stupid as a wooden chicken. Suddenly, the past was surging, and many doubts were connected. It turned out that there was this reason why Ba Qiuchi was going to divorce.
The room suddenly became much quieter, and only the heavy breathing of the dead pig could be heard.
It took a long time before the dead pig met Gao Yang's gaze again, plucked up the courage, and asked hoarsely: Is that child... still alive?
Still alive, very healthy, very happy, and... Gao Yang paused: Very brave.
The dead pig opened his eyes wide in disbelief: That child...was awakened too?
Gao Yang nodded: Yes.
The dead pig's body shook, as if it was hit by a bullet in the center.
He staggered back two steps, his tall body shaking, and he reached out to hold the wall, forcing himself to stand firm.
The dead pig gasped heavily, his eyes were red, and his expression was both joyful and painful.
There was another long silence. During this period, the dead pig wanted to speak but stopped several times. Finally, all emotions were suppressed, leaving only puzzled: Captain Gao, why did you tell me now?
Gao Yang confessed: I had many concerns before Baili Yì appeared. After he appeared, I was worried that it would change the cause and effect. Sorry, I should have said it earlier.
Then why do you want to tell me again now?As soon as the dead pig asked, he had an answer in his heart, Captain Gao, do you want me to decide?
Gao Yang nodded: You are her real guardian, you can decide whether she goes to the battlefield.
The dead pig is silent.
A long time later, the dead pig raised his head again and his eyes were firm: That child must go to the battlefield.
Have you thought it through clearly?Gao Yang asked.
She is very brave, as brave as her mother. This is the path they choose and I have to respect it.The dead pig clenched his fists: I will definitely protect her, as long as I have a breath, she will be fine.
No one can guarantee victory.Gao Yang said.
Then she should fight with us.The deceased pig has decided: If we lose, the child will not survive, and will only die in greater loneliness and despair.
Gao Yang nodded: I understand, the tactics remain unchanged.
Gao Yang left, and as soon as he walked to the door, the dead pig stopped Gao Yang: Wait a moment.
Gao Yang turned around: Is there something wrong?
Minibus... There is a hint of gentle timidity hidden in the hoarse voice of the dead pig. Did you leave me any words?
Gao Yang tried hard to recall: No.
This way.The dead pig lowered his head and smiled as expected.
However, I listened to the conversation between Liu Qingying and Ba Qiuchi in her dream, and there was a mention of you.Gao Yang said.
The dead pig quickly raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and was as nervous as a child who was reviewing carefully and was looking forward to the teacher's name to answer questions.
Gao Yang’s original words are repeated: That child doesn’t look like Lao Zhu at all. Do you think he will be happy or angry?
The dead pig was stunned and stared at Gao Yang, but in fact he had seen some distant past.
Gao Yang added: I heard this sentence.
After a while, the dead pig came to his senses and nodded: Thank you.
Gao Yang's heart stinged slightly:
It's so strange that many people said thank you to him today.
Why do you want to thank him?
He obviously didn't help much, but he was just a witness who couldn't say good luck or bad luck. He caught up with all the excitement, but he couldn't keep any laughter.
After Gao Yang left, the dead pig was still standing there in a daze.
It took him a long time before he returned to the bed and sat down dejectedly.
He opened the album of his mobile phone and found the photos of the last time he celebrated the birthday of Cute Sheep. At that time, Tengu and White Rabbit were still there, and the four of them took a group photo together in the amusement park.
Cute sheep was wearing a festive red cotton jacket, tied with a bun, holding a marshmallow in her hand, her little flesh had a blushing face. She sat on the shoulders of the dead pig, and her eyes smiled into thin crescent moons.
Tengu and White Rabbit stand on both sides, posing in their own styles, and the person taking the photo was a horse.
The dead pig gently stretched out his thick fingers to enlarge the photo, and Cute's smiley face also became bigger.
The dead pig looked at it for a while, smiled foolishly, and murmured: It's true, it's not like me...so good...it doesn't look like me at all...
A drop of hot tears fell on the phone screen.
Oh, it's not like me... like a mother... the child is like a mother, it's great...
The dead pig looked at his cell phone, laughing and crying.
……
……
On the evening of the 19th, Daxu District, Millennium Building.
The sunset is soft and the evening breeze is gentle. The Ferris wheel on the roof stands quietly, looking from a distance like an eye blooming over the city.
But if anyone stands under the Ferris wheel and looks up, it changes again. It is more like a gear set in the sky. This gear looks broken and lonely under the cover of the bloody sunset, as if it indicates the direction of the world.
brush
Qingling Royal Sword flew and landed under the Ferris wheel with Gao Yang.
Gao Yang found a conspicuous position, squatted down, put his hands on the ground, and activated the ghost of time and space.
Soon, a circular gray-blue aperture spreads around the high sun as the center, and the pattern within the aperture is an abstract hourglass.
This is a space teleportation point, which lasts for twelve hours.
Gao Yang has set up a total of twelve space teleportation points, which are spread all over the city. The space teleportation points can be transmitted to each other, but they disappear after use, which is also Gao Yang's current limit.
Seven combat teams have been scattered all over the city, looking for traces of dead beasts while waiting for the arrival of Cang Jie for three hours.
Once anyone finds a dead beast, everyone will be notified, and each group will act according to the on-site situation. If the group is far away from the target, it can rush over through the nearby teleportation point as soon as possible.
alright.
Gaoyang ends the layout of the space teleportation point.
Where to go next?Qingling asked.
Gao Yang handled everything today and returned to the dormitory to rest.
When passing through the dead pig's dormitory, the door suddenly opened and Baili Yì walked out.
Gao Yang was not surprised. Baili Yì had promised to talk to Dead Pig about Baqiuchi. It seemed that he had finished talking now.
Got back to your diary?Gao Yang asked.
Baili Yì nodded: Well, I plan to have a cup of coffee and go back.
Gao Yang thought for a while and said: Have you talked about Cute Sheep to the Dead Pig?
Baili Yì smiled but said nothing.
Gao Yang had the answer in his mind. He hesitated for two seconds and asked: I learned this secret from Liu Qingying. Can I tell the dead pig?
This is your freedom.Baili Yì said.
Understood.Gao Yang nodded.
What you were going to tell me before, how are you thinking about?Baili Yì asked.
I thought about it and said, "Let's talk about it when I win the curtain call."Gao Yang said: After all, if you don’t win, everything will make no sense.
Baili Yì smiled as expected, OK, then wait for you to return triumphantly.
Is this a blessing or a prophecy?Gao Yang asked.
Baili Yì Xiaoxiao: I hope it is a prophecy.
Baili Yì quickly disappeared at the corner of the corridor. Gao Yang did not rush to leave. He stood outside the door of the Dead Pig dormitory with his back against the wall, thinking quietly.
At some point, Qing Ling appeared. She was wearing a training suit, sweaty face, and a sweat-wiping towel on her shoulders, and there were no scars on her body. It seemed that she had just finished training, to be precise, she had just abused her.
Qing Ling frowned slightly when she saw Gao Yang: What are you doing here?
Then Qingling looked at the dormitory of the house number of the dead pig. Gao Yang only told Qingling the secret of the Cute Sheep. Qingling immediately guessed: Are you planning to tell the dead pig?
Gao Yang looked up and his eyes were deep: What do you think?
Qing Ling thought about it carefully for a few seconds. If he said this at this time, the tactics might have to be adjusted.
Gao Yang understood Qingling's meaning, and the dead pig might no longer agree to the Cute sheep going to the battlefield.
but.Qing Ling changed her words and softened her heart: If you don’t talk about it now, you may never have a chance.
A trace of bitterness appeared on Gao Yang's mouth: You didn't answer me at all, but repeated my inner struggle.
Why should I answer you?Qing Ling is righteous: This is your choice, not mine.
Gao Yang was stunned and had an answer in his heart.
Take a bath and sleep.Qing Ling said as she walked away.
Gao Yang took a deep breath and knocked on the door behind him.
Soon, the door opened.
The dead pig was wearing a larger pajama. He was burly, like a wall, blocking the door.
Maybe he was injured after fighting gluttony last time, or maybe it was just a matter of light, he looked a little haggard.
The dead pig was a little surprised: Captain Gao?
Dead pig, how many minutes will it take for you?
The dead pig is out of the way, please come in.
Gao Yang entered the house, the dormitory was clean and simple, without any unnecessary furnishings.
The dead pig pulled the only chair next to Gao Yang. If you sit for a while, I will pour you a cup of tea...
Need not.Gao Yang didn't even move: he could finish it in just a few words.
The dead pig turned around and looked at Gao Yang seriously. He vaguely felt that things were important.
Before Liu Qingying died, she left me a dream and passed on Baili Yì's diary to me.Gao Yang said.
Well, Baili Yì told me too.Dead Pig said.
Gao Yang nodded: But there is one thing that Baili Yì didn't tell you that Baqiuchi actually has a child.
The dead pig was shocked and thought he had heard it wrong: Child?!
yes.Gao Yang added: Your two children.
The dead pig was as stupid as a wooden chicken. Suddenly, the past was surging, and many doubts were connected. It turned out that there was this reason why Ba Qiuchi was going to divorce.
The room suddenly became much quieter, and only the heavy breathing of the dead pig could be heard.
It took a long time before the dead pig met Gao Yang's gaze again, plucked up the courage, and asked hoarsely: Is that child... still alive?
Still alive, very healthy, very happy, and... Gao Yang paused: Very brave.
The dead pig opened his eyes wide in disbelief: That child...was awakened too?
Gao Yang nodded: Yes.
The dead pig's body shook, as if it was hit by a bullet in the center.
He staggered back two steps, his tall body shaking, and he reached out to hold the wall, forcing himself to stand firm.
The dead pig gasped heavily, his eyes were red, and his expression was both joyful and painful.
There was another long silence. During this period, the dead pig wanted to speak but stopped several times. Finally, all emotions were suppressed, leaving only puzzled: Captain Gao, why did you tell me now?
Gao Yang confessed: I had many concerns before Baili Yì appeared. After he appeared, I was worried that it would change the cause and effect. Sorry, I should have said it earlier.
Then why do you want to tell me again now?As soon as the dead pig asked, he had an answer in his heart, Captain Gao, do you want me to decide?
Gao Yang nodded: You are her real guardian, you can decide whether she goes to the battlefield.
The dead pig is silent.
A long time later, the dead pig raised his head again and his eyes were firm: That child must go to the battlefield.
Have you thought it through clearly?Gao Yang asked.
She is very brave, as brave as her mother. This is the path they choose and I have to respect it.The dead pig clenched his fists: I will definitely protect her, as long as I have a breath, she will be fine.
No one can guarantee victory.Gao Yang said.
Then she should fight with us.The deceased pig has decided: If we lose, the child will not survive, and will only die in greater loneliness and despair.
Gao Yang nodded: I understand, the tactics remain unchanged.
Gao Yang left, and as soon as he walked to the door, the dead pig stopped Gao Yang: Wait a moment.
Gao Yang turned around: Is there something wrong?
Minibus... There is a hint of gentle timidity hidden in the hoarse voice of the dead pig. Did you leave me any words?
Gao Yang tried hard to recall: No.
This way.The dead pig lowered his head and smiled as expected.
However, I listened to the conversation between Liu Qingying and Ba Qiuchi in her dream, and there was a mention of you.Gao Yang said.
The dead pig quickly raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and was as nervous as a child who was reviewing carefully and was looking forward to the teacher's name to answer questions.
Gao Yang’s original words are repeated: That child doesn’t look like Lao Zhu at all. Do you think he will be happy or angry?
The dead pig was stunned and stared at Gao Yang, but in fact he had seen some distant past.
Gao Yang added: I heard this sentence.
After a while, the dead pig came to his senses and nodded: Thank you.
Gao Yang's heart stinged slightly:
It's so strange that many people said thank you to him today.
Why do you want to thank him?
He obviously didn't help much, but he was just a witness who couldn't say good luck or bad luck. He caught up with all the excitement, but he couldn't keep any laughter.
After Gao Yang left, the dead pig was still standing there in a daze.
It took him a long time before he returned to the bed and sat down dejectedly.
He opened the album of his mobile phone and found the photos of the last time he celebrated the birthday of Cute Sheep. At that time, Tengu and White Rabbit were still there, and the four of them took a group photo together in the amusement park.
Cute sheep was wearing a festive red cotton jacket, tied with a bun, holding a marshmallow in her hand, her little flesh had a blushing face. She sat on the shoulders of the dead pig, and her eyes smiled into thin crescent moons.
Tengu and White Rabbit stand on both sides, posing in their own styles, and the person taking the photo was a horse.
The dead pig gently stretched out his thick fingers to enlarge the photo, and Cute's smiley face also became bigger.
The dead pig looked at it for a while, smiled foolishly, and murmured: It's true, it's not like me...so good...it doesn't look like me at all...
A drop of hot tears fell on the phone screen.
Oh, it's not like me... like a mother... the child is like a mother, it's great...
The dead pig looked at his cell phone, laughing and crying.
……
……
On the evening of the 19th, Daxu District, Millennium Building.
The sunset is soft and the evening breeze is gentle. The Ferris wheel on the roof stands quietly, looking from a distance like an eye blooming over the city.
But if anyone stands under the Ferris wheel and looks up, it changes again. It is more like a gear set in the sky. This gear looks broken and lonely under the cover of the bloody sunset, as if it indicates the direction of the world.
brush
Qingling Royal Sword flew and landed under the Ferris wheel with Gao Yang.
Gao Yang found a conspicuous position, squatted down, put his hands on the ground, and activated the ghost of time and space.
Soon, a circular gray-blue aperture spreads around the high sun as the center, and the pattern within the aperture is an abstract hourglass.
This is a space teleportation point, which lasts for twelve hours.
Gao Yang has set up a total of twelve space teleportation points, which are spread all over the city. The space teleportation points can be transmitted to each other, but they disappear after use, which is also Gao Yang's current limit.
Seven combat teams have been scattered all over the city, looking for traces of dead beasts while waiting for the arrival of Cang Jie for three hours.
Once anyone finds a dead beast, everyone will be notified, and each group will act according to the on-site situation. If the group is far away from the target, it can rush over through the nearby teleportation point as soon as possible.
alright.
Gaoyang ends the layout of the space teleportation point.
Where to go next?Qingling asked.
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