In the darkness, the sparks on Lin Dajian's mouth were bright and extinguished. Lin Dajian looked at the three empty beds in the dormitory while sucking the clouds and fog.
Mi Shi disappeared without saying a word. Gao Yang's family left school after an accident. Qiu Qiu was killed when he met a robber. He was the only one left in the once lively dormitory.
Sometimes, Lin Dajian would be in a daze and feel that everyone is still there.
The reason why Lin Dajian, who was playing the game just now, was because in the past, he would pretend to be exaggerated whenever he encountered a boss fight, attracting his roommates to see how terrifying this monster is, and then how he could kill the boss with his superb operation and give him a sense of superiority.
But now, no matter how well the game is played, there are no friends to share.
Lin Dajian knocked out the cigarette butt, picked up his mobile phone, and habitually browsed the social circle. He clicked on Sister Xia’s homepage, and only by looking at Sister Xia’s daily dynamics can heal his sluggish mood.
Sister Xia’s updates remained a few days ago.
Tomorrow is a good weather. I really want to play in the secret room, but unfortunately I have to work overtime.
Lin Dajian took back his phone in disappointment, took out another cigarette and lit it. He took a deep breath, and his lonely figure merged with the dim dormitory.
It's Ah, tomorrow is a good weather, it's a good weather for me alone.
……
At this moment, there were two men standing on the rooftop of the teaching building opposite the boy's dormitory building.
A man stood in front of the guardrail on the edge of the rooftop, monitoring Lin Dajian in dormitory 509 from the air.
The man was wearing an old dark blue suit, with long messy brown middle-parted hair, thin cheeks, and a messy beard. He looked down and melancholy, which was exactly the rhythm.
The man behind Lu stood up wrapped in a black cloak and a big hood, wearing a white mask on his face, aiming to cover his ugly face disfigured by the fire. He was Coptis chinensis who was completely boarded by dust.
A mirror.There was a hint of eagerness in the dusty voice. Should we change our target?
Lu Qi didn't speak or turn around, but he still focused on looking at Lin Dajian's dormitory opposite.
Mingjing and Dust are a pair of twin brothers and sisters. According to human standards, they are the kings of twin boarders.
At that time, Mingjing's so-called resurrection of the corpse was actually a boarding house.
However, the cost of boarding a dead person is very high, that is, you can no longer change the host and lose your own abilities.
From now on, Mingjing will live with a regular body and become a true human being.
The advantages are also obvious. He can inherit the powerful talent of the Ruo if the talent is not understood by the newly awakened person; the disadvantage is that he will also inherit the personality, memory, and soul fragments of the Ruo to a certain extent.
This led to the once calm and indifferent mirror, which was stained with a layer of melancholy and deepness.
Chen Ai often feels that the brother in front of him is both familiar and unfamiliar.
Gaoyang also has an uncle in the countryside. We can catch his uncle and force him out.Dust proposes.
Wrong.Mingjing turned around and explained in a low voice: No matter whether we capture Gao Yang's uncle or Lin Dajian, Gao Yang will not show up. Even if we show up, we will definitely be prepared and we may not have a chance of winning.
I monitor Lin Dajian and wait for a possibility that Lin Dajian and Gao Yang will have an intersection, just like Qiu Qiu and Gao Yang have an intersection before. When this situation occurs, we can launch another surprise attack to kill him.
As far as I know, Gao Yang and his uncle in the countryside have never met each other for a year, and the possibility of intersection in a short period of time is smaller than that in Lin Dajian.
Chen Ai thoughtful and nodded slightly: I understand.
Mingjing turned around, faced the night wind, and looked at the dormitory again: But this is also a bad idea. With Qiu Qiu's lesson, Gao Yang probably won't give us such a chance again.
Otherwise, I will find a way to sneak into the Kirin Union.Chen Ai said: The Qilin Trade Union is also looking for Gao Yang, which is also an entry point.
Chen Ai also has selfish intentions to propose this plan.
In fact, she has always hated the ugly body of Coptis chinensis. She had no choice at the beginning, and Coptis chinensis had good talent and could increase her strength.
If you can choose, Chen Ai still wants to become a young and beautiful woman.
Now she doesn't even dare to take off her mask and face the mirror. She feels inexplicably inferior.
No, it's too dangerous.Mingjing vetoed that since your identity and ability were exposed, the junior high school organization has taken targeted precautions against you, and you will die if you go.
The dust no longer speaks.
Suddenly, Mingjing frowned slightly. He lifted the cuffs of his suit. There was a red bud growing on his little arm. Its rhizomes pierced into Mingjing's skin, using his flesh and blood as the soil.
The red bud trembled slightly and suddenly bloomed, looking beautiful and charming under the moonlight.
Mingjing reached out, grabbed the blooming red flowers, pulled them out from his arm, and brought out a blood ray of blood, dyeing the suit red.
The elder is calling us.
Chen Ai was stunned and nodded: Are we going back?
Mingjing narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a few seconds: Go back.
……
At three o'clock the next morning, Snow Country, St. Pilin Grand Theater.
The theater is located in the most prosperous neighborhood in the city, facing a clear lake. It is brightly lit and magnificent even in the middle of the night, and it is radiant and beautiful with the reflections in the lake.
The theater building is a magnificent polyhedral building with graceful and elegant rows of arched windows and gorgeous and exquisite reliefs, both with historical solemnity and religious sacredness.
There is a huge circular space inside the Grand Theater. Except for the audience seats under the stage, there are six and a half-arched high-level audience seats around it, which is quite similar to half of the Colosseum.
In the middle of the theater is a large dome with a light blue background and painted with twelve children's appearances. They are wearing white skirts, white wings, and pure smiles and carefree. They hold hands and dance happily around the center.
In the center is a gorgeous and dazzling crystal chandelier. It looks like a strange-shaped sun, and its light solidifies into pieces of crystals, spreading towards the surroundings.
These crystal rays illuminate the entire theater, staring at it, creating a strange vertigo bathed in a divine light.
At this moment, the Grand Theater was empty. On the grand and gorgeous stage, the crimson curtain at the front opened to both sides, and an ordinary brown round table and five high-backed chairs were placed in the center of the stage.
Among them, there were people sitting on three high-backed chairs.
The host of this roundtable is a thin old man.
He wore a wide light gray linen robe and was barefoot. He had no other accessories on his body except for an old man's crutch in his hand, and he was extremely simple.
His bald head, long and thick silver beard, drooping all the way to his chest.
His eyes were gray and turbid, and his rusty-like pattern texture was very strange.
The old man's name is Nico, and he is the gatekeeper of the Grand Theater.
Of course, this is just his superficial identity. His real identity is an elder of the Cangmu Cult and one of the core members of the Cangmu Cult.
Nico had another special identity, and according to humans, he was the king of the Lost.
Although he is king, he has no ability or talent.
What distinguishes Nicho from the ordinary lost is that he will not go wild even when he hears the horner's singing, and he will not faint because he witnesses extraordinary phenomena, or automatically corrects the logic.
He knew very well that he was a lost person, but sometimes he firmly believed that he was a human being, which was a kind of self-deception imprinted in the depths of his soul, which often made his behavior seem divided and contradictory.
But this is exactly the case, allowing Nicho to break out of the limitations of the beast, look down on the overall situation with a higher perspective, and become a wise and prophet-like existence.
On Nico's left, a woman sat.
Mi Shi disappeared without saying a word. Gao Yang's family left school after an accident. Qiu Qiu was killed when he met a robber. He was the only one left in the once lively dormitory.
Sometimes, Lin Dajian would be in a daze and feel that everyone is still there.
The reason why Lin Dajian, who was playing the game just now, was because in the past, he would pretend to be exaggerated whenever he encountered a boss fight, attracting his roommates to see how terrifying this monster is, and then how he could kill the boss with his superb operation and give him a sense of superiority.
But now, no matter how well the game is played, there are no friends to share.
Lin Dajian knocked out the cigarette butt, picked up his mobile phone, and habitually browsed the social circle. He clicked on Sister Xia’s homepage, and only by looking at Sister Xia’s daily dynamics can heal his sluggish mood.
Sister Xia’s updates remained a few days ago.
Tomorrow is a good weather. I really want to play in the secret room, but unfortunately I have to work overtime.
Lin Dajian took back his phone in disappointment, took out another cigarette and lit it. He took a deep breath, and his lonely figure merged with the dim dormitory.
It's Ah, tomorrow is a good weather, it's a good weather for me alone.
……
At this moment, there were two men standing on the rooftop of the teaching building opposite the boy's dormitory building.
A man stood in front of the guardrail on the edge of the rooftop, monitoring Lin Dajian in dormitory 509 from the air.
The man was wearing an old dark blue suit, with long messy brown middle-parted hair, thin cheeks, and a messy beard. He looked down and melancholy, which was exactly the rhythm.
The man behind Lu stood up wrapped in a black cloak and a big hood, wearing a white mask on his face, aiming to cover his ugly face disfigured by the fire. He was Coptis chinensis who was completely boarded by dust.
A mirror.There was a hint of eagerness in the dusty voice. Should we change our target?
Lu Qi didn't speak or turn around, but he still focused on looking at Lin Dajian's dormitory opposite.
Mingjing and Dust are a pair of twin brothers and sisters. According to human standards, they are the kings of twin boarders.
At that time, Mingjing's so-called resurrection of the corpse was actually a boarding house.
However, the cost of boarding a dead person is very high, that is, you can no longer change the host and lose your own abilities.
From now on, Mingjing will live with a regular body and become a true human being.
The advantages are also obvious. He can inherit the powerful talent of the Ruo if the talent is not understood by the newly awakened person; the disadvantage is that he will also inherit the personality, memory, and soul fragments of the Ruo to a certain extent.
This led to the once calm and indifferent mirror, which was stained with a layer of melancholy and deepness.
Chen Ai often feels that the brother in front of him is both familiar and unfamiliar.
Gaoyang also has an uncle in the countryside. We can catch his uncle and force him out.Dust proposes.
Wrong.Mingjing turned around and explained in a low voice: No matter whether we capture Gao Yang's uncle or Lin Dajian, Gao Yang will not show up. Even if we show up, we will definitely be prepared and we may not have a chance of winning.
I monitor Lin Dajian and wait for a possibility that Lin Dajian and Gao Yang will have an intersection, just like Qiu Qiu and Gao Yang have an intersection before. When this situation occurs, we can launch another surprise attack to kill him.
As far as I know, Gao Yang and his uncle in the countryside have never met each other for a year, and the possibility of intersection in a short period of time is smaller than that in Lin Dajian.
Chen Ai thoughtful and nodded slightly: I understand.
Mingjing turned around, faced the night wind, and looked at the dormitory again: But this is also a bad idea. With Qiu Qiu's lesson, Gao Yang probably won't give us such a chance again.
Otherwise, I will find a way to sneak into the Kirin Union.Chen Ai said: The Qilin Trade Union is also looking for Gao Yang, which is also an entry point.
Chen Ai also has selfish intentions to propose this plan.
In fact, she has always hated the ugly body of Coptis chinensis. She had no choice at the beginning, and Coptis chinensis had good talent and could increase her strength.
If you can choose, Chen Ai still wants to become a young and beautiful woman.
Now she doesn't even dare to take off her mask and face the mirror. She feels inexplicably inferior.
No, it's too dangerous.Mingjing vetoed that since your identity and ability were exposed, the junior high school organization has taken targeted precautions against you, and you will die if you go.
The dust no longer speaks.
Suddenly, Mingjing frowned slightly. He lifted the cuffs of his suit. There was a red bud growing on his little arm. Its rhizomes pierced into Mingjing's skin, using his flesh and blood as the soil.
The red bud trembled slightly and suddenly bloomed, looking beautiful and charming under the moonlight.
Mingjing reached out, grabbed the blooming red flowers, pulled them out from his arm, and brought out a blood ray of blood, dyeing the suit red.
The elder is calling us.
Chen Ai was stunned and nodded: Are we going back?
Mingjing narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a few seconds: Go back.
……
At three o'clock the next morning, Snow Country, St. Pilin Grand Theater.
The theater is located in the most prosperous neighborhood in the city, facing a clear lake. It is brightly lit and magnificent even in the middle of the night, and it is radiant and beautiful with the reflections in the lake.
The theater building is a magnificent polyhedral building with graceful and elegant rows of arched windows and gorgeous and exquisite reliefs, both with historical solemnity and religious sacredness.
There is a huge circular space inside the Grand Theater. Except for the audience seats under the stage, there are six and a half-arched high-level audience seats around it, which is quite similar to half of the Colosseum.
In the middle of the theater is a large dome with a light blue background and painted with twelve children's appearances. They are wearing white skirts, white wings, and pure smiles and carefree. They hold hands and dance happily around the center.
In the center is a gorgeous and dazzling crystal chandelier. It looks like a strange-shaped sun, and its light solidifies into pieces of crystals, spreading towards the surroundings.
These crystal rays illuminate the entire theater, staring at it, creating a strange vertigo bathed in a divine light.
At this moment, the Grand Theater was empty. On the grand and gorgeous stage, the crimson curtain at the front opened to both sides, and an ordinary brown round table and five high-backed chairs were placed in the center of the stage.
Among them, there were people sitting on three high-backed chairs.
The host of this roundtable is a thin old man.
He wore a wide light gray linen robe and was barefoot. He had no other accessories on his body except for an old man's crutch in his hand, and he was extremely simple.
His bald head, long and thick silver beard, drooping all the way to his chest.
His eyes were gray and turbid, and his rusty-like pattern texture was very strange.
The old man's name is Nico, and he is the gatekeeper of the Grand Theater.
Of course, this is just his superficial identity. His real identity is an elder of the Cangmu Cult and one of the core members of the Cangmu Cult.
Nico had another special identity, and according to humans, he was the king of the Lost.
Although he is king, he has no ability or talent.
What distinguishes Nicho from the ordinary lost is that he will not go wild even when he hears the horner's singing, and he will not faint because he witnesses extraordinary phenomena, or automatically corrects the logic.
He knew very well that he was a lost person, but sometimes he firmly believed that he was a human being, which was a kind of self-deception imprinted in the depths of his soul, which often made his behavior seem divided and contradictory.
But this is exactly the case, allowing Nicho to break out of the limitations of the beast, look down on the overall situation with a higher perspective, and become a wise and prophet-like existence.
On Nico's left, a woman sat.
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