Once I didn't answer, I was probably speechless by my answer. I didn't care. I looked up at his face and said, "first, you said you were created. Then who are you created by? I? Or are they
"Who do you want to be?" He asked again.
"It's me." I smile, "because at least, I can tell myself that I can at least trust you now."
"But you can't even believe me now." He helped me up, "because I'm really in front of you, so, do you understand?"
"Well," I nodded, "I understand. I know everything. "
After a meal. "There's a body burning on Third Street now."
"What?" I don't understand. Why don't you just say that.
"A lot of people go on the street and spontaneously ignite for no reason, which should help you break through the Xiaoyao island." He replied. "Besides, Xiaoyao island has something to do with Yingliu."
I jerked up my head. "You mean..."
"Don't be so nervous. Yingliu and Xiaoyao island are not the same group, but there is still a relationship. You can understand that by asking those guys. They'll tell you. "
"You mean white?" I guess.
"Well," he nodded and suddenly noticed something. "Someone's coming. I'll go first, sister. Be careful yourself." Then he jumped out of the balcony.
As soon as he left, the door was pushed open, "boss." Xuanling came out of the room with a smile, "boss, who were you talking to just now?"
I didn't care. I just got up and said, "go to third street."
"Are you going now?" Xuanling went to one side and simply cleaned up. I made a pot of tea by the way.
"Well." I nodded and got up.
Xuan zero meal, "still not urgent, or eat some breakfast first." Said, regardless of my answer, directly to the kitchen busy.
By the way, I went back to my room and changed my clothes. Luomingshang also woke up, staring at me with a pair of eyes, which scared me. "I'll go. What are you doing?"
"Where are you, Cher?" It's coming up again.
I pause and move his paws away. "Nothing. I can't sleep. I went out for a while."
"Be careful of getting sick," the paw moved quietly again. "Where are you going? I'll go with you. "
"Well!" I didn't care much. Anyway, I just went to have a look.
Put on clothes, go out, Xuanling has breakfast ready, I sit down directly, Xuanling took the comb to help me comb my hair, "boss, do you want to tie it up?"
I felt my long hair, thought about it, and shook my head, "no need."
Xuanling put down her comb and took out a crystal flower accessory from her pocket and put it on my head.
I picked up two steamed buns and went out. "Let's go."
"And breakfast?" Xuanling asked strangely.
I waved the bun, "here." Besides, "it won't take long. Come back before breakfast."
Third street is the reef of the city. It's dark and unimaginable. Drug trade, virus extension, violence and barbarism are forgotten corners. No one remembers the people here, and no one remembers. There is such a place in the world.
It's dark, damp and dirty. This is the first breath I noticed when I stepped here again. It's very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
The mist in the early morning has not cleared away. In this place, it seems more strange. There are some people curling up in the corner. They look at it from time to time. It is the eyes of greed and the root of crime.
I walked straight ahead regardless, "where's the body?" I asked directly.
"It should be at the funeral home." Xuanling replied, "boss, this way."
A black door with a black cross. Xuanling gently pushed open the door. There was only one old man in black robe who could not see clearly.
Seeing someone coming in, the old man just looked up and continued to sit there looking down. The three of us didn't care. Xuanling took me to one side directly. There were several beds with white cloth on them.
Xuanling went over and reached for a white sheet, under which lay a corpse, a black corpse. It was like being burned. Even if he died, his face was still so frightened, and his hand was looking for a way to live.
"Burned alive." I just took a look and decided.
"Yes," Xuan nodded and answered. "It's said that when you walk, it suddenly burns up."
"There's no human breath." Luo Ming Shang suddenly said, "the flame above has no human breath. It's not the fire of the underworld. "
Xuanling looked at luomingshang in surprise, "there is no human breath, which means..."
"They were not killed by humans." Luo Mingshang answered and reached out to cover the charred body. "Maybe people like us, maybe monsters, ghosts, demons, gods and so on.""However, the human world and they have a clause that does not allow homicide." I interjected, "besides, it should have something to do with Xiaoyao island."
"Happy island." Xuanling had a pause. He stretched out his hand to cover the sheet, looked at another one on the other side, lifted up the white sheet, and the way to die was the same. Xuanling didn't feel dirty, so he put his hand into the mouth of the dead man, stretched it out for a long time, and looked at his fingers. "Sure enough."
"What's the matter?" It was disgusting, but I held it back.
Xuanling extended his hand to me. I saw that there was more red powder on his hand, and I was curious, "this is..."
"It's a butterfly of a long time ago. It's called flame butterfly." Luo Mingshang explained, "the characteristic of this kind of butterfly is that as long as the phosphor powder is exposed to the sun, it will burn itself, so the flame butterfly, also known as the flying flame in the sun."
Xuan zero flicked away the red on his hand, "it's just that kind of thing, it should have disappeared long ago, because it's just a kind of butterfly living in the demon world."
I didn't look again. I turned and left the funeral home. Two people followed behind.
It seems that things are getting more and more complicated. It's even involved in the demon world. I knew I shouldn't have listened to that guy's words and made trouble for myself. Now it's OK. Not only people didn't find it, but it also caused me a big trouble.
I let out a long breath. Lean on the soft couch feebly. Things are getting more and more.
"Dad, someone's looking for it!" There was a cry from Ruizhe outside the door. I got up and went out to see who it was.
"Who is it?" I don't see my mother thinking about things. Someone won't come in.