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Luo Xinghe walked to Roy's side, supported her back with one hand, raised her hand across her knees, and hugged her horizontally from the chair.

Roy seemed to feel that he was being picked up, with two beautiful eyebrows tangled together. After sniffing the scent on his body, he stretched out. He arched his head on his chest and found a comfortable posture for himself.

Luo Xinghe was a little itchy. He wanted to push his head away but was afraid of waking her up, so he forced her to carry her to the bed and cover it with a thin blanket.

Roy grunted twice, grabbed the blanket and wrapped himself into a silkworm pupa, and fell asleep beautifully.

Luo Xinghe sighed. In this case, her request failed because of the fact that Tuo Da did not change the rules of ingredients, and the car actually overturned.

"Let's talk about it when she wakes up. Go play the game first."

Luo Xinghe helped her close the door and walked up the stairs to the top of the building with the key.

There was a continuous light rain in the sky, but he didn't mind at all, closed his eyes and opened his arms to enjoy a moment of tranquility.

The wind on the rainy night is always extraordinarily reckless, passing through his short sleeves and blowing in from the cuffs, which is extraordinarily cool.

The view is basically blocked by high-rise buildings, and the colorful lights and white lights illuminate the night like daytime.

Ears moved slightly, and the whistle of the car came from downstairs.

Drops of rain are like small fish swimming freely in the air, using umbrellas, walls, awnings, etc. as springboards to fall on small puddles that appear due to uneven ground.

He listened to the sound of rain falling on different things, and the outline of a city that was constantly moving appeared in his mind.

A group of old men crowded on the canopy in front of the convenience store to watch and play chess.

The winner raised his head triumphantly, enjoying the praise around him and the defeat of his opponent.

He pondered the outline for a while and then thought: "It should be Old Chen."

Suddenly, Luo Xinghe suddenly thought of the way Old Chen left in anger that day.

It's funny to think about it. It was obvious that he had been pestering Roy to play chess, and after she was annoyed by thirteen moves, Old Chen left the table angrily.

The cold gust of wind suddenly blows, and the rain is getting heavier. Every drop of rain is about to fall on him and it will automatically avoid it.

The old men who were still onlookers left in the blink of an eye. Only Lao Chen was left to pack things alone.

The neighbor's quarrel told him that he was awake, and Luo Xinghe picked up the phone and opened the special map software.

"Ding, Ding, Ding..."

The red dot was shining on a hill on the outskirts of the map. Luo Xinghe looked at that direction, but the location of the red dot was just an ordinary hill, not to mention the trees, even the grass was rarely seen.

He stretched out his hand and took out the corpse from his pocket.

The light of the soul gem is flooded with blades, giving Luo Xinghe the ability to see through falsehood.

"Magic circle? It covers a large area and is also very complicated. Although, that's what I did."

An inexplicable heat surged into my heart, Luo Xinghe looked north, and a golden light fell through the clouds.

He didn't know when he changed into a suit of the same style as Sherlock Holmes. He lowered his head and pinched the front of his hat. The figure suddenly disappeared. He looked up along the stars. Luo Xinghe's black detective suit swayed with the wind, and looked extremely mysterious under the moonlight. , It's like an urban ghost story.

He stretched his legs and fell towards the ground in the north.

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In fact, Xie Buping likes rain. The cool air and rain will always give him a different kind of tranquility.

But today, he can only feel irritable.

His home is a government-relief old community, and many of the equipment is aging.

But this is no alternative. No matter how talented an orphan can get, it is nothing more than that.

There are nine floors in the whole building without elevator. Xie Buping’s home is on the fourth floor, and the old people who live here feel bad about '4', and then the relief house is vacated.

Walking to the top of the stairs on the fourth floor, Xie Buping looked at the gloomy corridor inside. The darkness was like a monster with teeth and claws, trying to drag him into it and devour it.

The anger that had been suppressed in his heart in the past erupted inexplicably, and he rushed to the roof like a mad, looking at the abandoned water tank.

Grasping the rusty iron climbing ladder with one hand, Xie Buping began to climb despite the danger creaking.

The rain seemed to be heavy suddenly, red jujube-sized raindrops patted his face densely, the cold wind swept through, and Xie Buping's figure swayed on the ladder.

He gritted his teeth, his hands burst into blue veins, and then he barely grasped.

The scenes of the past began to turn in their minds, those who raised the banner of justice for evil, those who could rely on the old for a little bit of their own face, and those who depended on a large number of people to act arrogantly.

The so-called justice is just standing where there are more people.

The screw that was about to fall off suddenly turned back on its own, and the rain curtain in front of him seemed to be opened by a hand, allowing him to see the road ahead.

‘Too good and too stupid will be rejected. If you want to live happily, you can only become mediocre and integrate yourself into the collective. ’

He finally climbed to the top of the water tank, and a thin beam of light broke through the dark clouds to shine.

Xie Buping, who was in the center of the beam of light, seemed to be standing in the center of the stage, the only protagonist under the spotlight, draped alone in light.

The water tank seemed to be abandoned here by time, and the brown all over the body announced to everyone that it was old.

In the gathering sunlight, the water tank seems to have returned to the past that was just built, shining with the raindrops.

Xie Buping's brain was blank, and his right hand stretched out without authorization, as if he wanted to catch something in the beam of light.

A happy dragon chant resounded throughout China, and a stream of light fell from the sky and fell into the palm of Xie Buping's outstretched hand.

This is a long sword measuring 70 centimeters in length. The entire body of the sword is backed by jet black, depicting mysterious and majestic characters.

On the bronze hilt of the sword, the three characters Wu'an-kun painted with small seals glowed with golden light.

In a daze, he seemed to see a certain emperor walked over a long period of time to come to an old man, and personally wrote these three majestic words of emperor's grace for his weapon.

Xie Buping's short hair began to stretch out, and finally fell to his waist and fluttered in the wind.

The worn-out school uniform on her body was changed into a blue robe, and then it was turned into a blue gown as if to cater to the times, and the black tights could be seen in the generously opened placket.

He felt like a world away, looking at the chaotic crowd below, a majestic atmosphere rose in his heart.

"Tingling bell~"

The second-hand mobile phone in his pocket suddenly called, and Chen Zhengzheng curiously connected: "Hello? How are you?"

"Hello Mr. Xie, I am Zhou Quan, the deputy leader of the China Rebirth Management Team. Our team leader has already rushed to where you are. Please keep calm and stay where you are."

Zhou Quan's voice seemed a little anxious. Seeing that Chen Zhengzheng hadn't spoken for a long time, he asked again.

Chen Zhengzheng, who had just reacted, quickly responded: "Oh, okay, okay."

When he hung up the phone, he still didn't understand what happened, and said to himself: "Rebirth? What is this?"

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