Monk and Gyatso, who were sitting in the Santana's car, hadn't completely calmed down from the previous broadcast. At this time, Monk received a call from Su Bai.
"Hello, Da Bai, how's it going on your side?"
"Nothing much." Su Bai's voice didn't sound depressed or crazy. It seemed to be an instinctive habit of Su Bai. Except when he was sick, he rarely showed his emotions in front of others. "Monk, I have something to tell you."
"Say it." Monk looked at Gyatso and nodded to Gyatso.
"You go back first. I'm going out for a walk." Su Bai said.
"En, okay." Monk hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Gyatso asked.
"He said he wants to go out for a walk." Monk replied.
"What does that mean?" Gyatso obviously couldn't understand. "Is he going out for a walk tonight and then go home, or he doesn't want to go back for a while?"
"The Poor Monk didn't ask, but the Poor Monk felt that he would come back when he wants to come back." Monk shook his head helplessly. "It's normal for him to want to go out for a walk now."
"Let him be." Gyatso reached out his hand outside the window and caught some rainwater. Then, he gently patted his forehead. "It's time. Everyone is almost at this juncture. It's true that we can't continue to live together like before. Fatso left and Da Bai didn't want to go back for the time being.
Qilü, let's discuss it. Let's just transform Old Fang's house into a temple. Oh yes, it's a pity. The ancient corpse that I asked someone to transport over will probably arrive tomorrow. "
"Why did it take so long?"
"There was something on the way. The corpse was a bit weird, but it was still transported over. It should be fine to leave it at home."
"Let's go back." Monk knew how to drive. He directly started the car. The wheels turned and the car headed back. It was just that there were three people when they came and two people when they went back. There should have been five people and a cat at home, but now there were only two of them.
…
Jie Ling was still mixing cocktails by the swimming pool. This was one of his hobbies. Around midnight, Liang Sen reappeared at the table and sat on the chair.
"Did you find it?" Jie Ling asked.
Liang Sen shook his head. "I didn't even touch anything, hehe."
"Such a big gap?"
"Of course, there's a big gap between me and Broadcast."
"You know that's not what I asked."
Liang Sen smiled. "Even though we've both reached the Dao Validation level, the gap between us is still huge. Furthermore, I've only reached the Dao Validation not too long ago."
"Don't make excuses." Jie Ling still didn't give face to his boss. "I'm just very curious. If that person can really avoid the gaze of the broadcast, why can't you?"
"Then you should ask the group of people who took the train last time. Why can't they do the same?" Liang Sen picked up the glass of wine on the table and downed it in one gulp. "It's not a question of whether it's possible or not."
"Okay." Jie Dun nodded. "I'll go cut some fruits. What do you want to eat?"
"Anything."
Liang Sen stood up and stood by the pool. The rain was still falling, but because there was a roof, it couldn't reach here. However, looking out from here, it looked like a curtain of rain was hanging.
Perhaps, this world, this circle, was much more complicated and bigger than he had expected.
Liang Sen had actually been having a hard time ever since he was promoted to the Advanced Listener level. However, after falling in love with astronomy, he realized the vastness of the universe and the limitlessness of time and space …
What were humans? What were lychees and the terrifying broadcast? They were just ants and dust.
Liang Sen was enlightened. He muddled along and no longer had any worries. He didn't go against the broadcast's will, and he didn't want to continue moving forward. What was there to fear?
Moreover, he … had the universe in his chest!
It was a pity that it was a cloudy day today. It wasn't suitable for stargazing. Liang Sen laughed self-deprecatingly, turned around, and went to get another cocktail.
…
The rain was still falling, constantly hitting Su Bai's body. Su Bai's windbreaker had been dutifully helping Su Bai avoid the rain at first, but it seemed to have sensed Su Bai's current emotions and state of mind. The windbreaker began to slowly withdraw, leaving Su Bai alone in the rain. Perhaps this was the most suitable way for Su Bai to be alone.
In the past, Su Bai had never been so distressed.
Before becoming a listener, he had relied on his assets to be a playboy. He had indeed indulged himself in a carefree and unrestrained manner. After becoming a listener, because of the broadcast's arrangements, in every story world, most of the opponents he encountered were opponents he could put up a fight against. There had never been a story world where the difference in strength between the listeners was too great.
And because of the appearance of the little fellow, Su Bai's state of mind had undergone a change that he himself might not have noticed.
When facing the truth of his own life and facing many other things, Su Bai had learned to endure and even learned to numb himself. He always thought that no matter how the outside wind and rain battered, no matter how turbulent the outside world was, he could still return home and hug the little fellow.
But now, the most important part of his heart had been removed.
Confusion, anger, frustration, uneasiness, and other negative emotions completely filled Su Bai's mind. It even made it difficult for Su Bai to maintain his initial calmness.
In the past, even when he was ill, Su Bai could maintain absolute calmness. It could even be said that when he was ill, he was the calmest Su Bai. But after the little fellow disappeared, Su Bai became completely out of his wits.
For the first time, he realized that he had such a fragile side.
Su Bai took a deep breath. Some rainwater entered his mouth, giving off a sour taste.
Only lonely people would choose companionship. Only the weak needed to hug each other for warmth. And right now, Su Bai was obviously a lonely person who had once again been pushed out by fate. He was also a weak person.
In front of him, under the dim yellow streetlight, there was a bench.
Su Bai sat down on the bench. The bench was full of water. It was a little sticky and uncomfortable to sit on.
He raised his head and lowered it again. Su Bai's hands were scattered on his knees.
He was very decadent, very decadent.
He was very lonely, very lonely.
From the time he was placed in a petri dish and looked at the cat flipping the picture scroll, to the time his so-called "parents" got into a car accident after he obtained a body, to the time he left Chengdu alone to go to school in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, to the time he found out that he was mentally ill and formed a killing club, and to the time he became a listener.
Loneliness, a kind of terrible loneliness that was almost incomprehensible in the eyes of ordinary people. In fact, it had always shrouded Su Bai. But in the past, Su Bai had already been used to this kind of loneliness. The appearance of the little fellow made him no longer lonely. But now, he once again experienced the feeling of being completely alone.
Despair was not terrible. What was terrible was to give a little hope and then trample on this hope in front of you. This process was the most destructive.
He could not find his enemy. This world was actually not very big, but he still had no clues. How could he find someone who could not even find the radio?
At this time, the street lights began to flicker, as if they were being disturbed.
Then, on the left side of Su Bai, a figure appeared. The figure was wearing a tuxedo and had long hair, which made him look very strange. His skin was very pale, a strange kind of paleness. The corners of his mouth were not smiling, but because of the slightly exposed fangs, it looked like there was a hint of mockery.
He looked exactly like Su Bai. At this time, the posture of sitting on the bench was also exactly the same as Su Bai's.
After a while, another figure appeared on the right side of Su Bai. Although he also had the same posture as Su Bai, he appeared to be much stiffer. His skin was shriveled and appeared to be greenish-gray, but it gave people a feeling of toughness and toughness. In the depths of his pupils, there was a flickering green ghost fire. As he sat there, the snakes, insects, rats, and ants around him, which had been active with the arrival of summer, all became silent.
The three of them sat together. Su Bai remained unmoved and continued to maintain his decadent posture. The two figures beside him were also exactly the same.
After a while, on the far left of the bench, another figure appeared. He was dressed in white, and his body also exuded a cold aura, lonely and cold. On the far right of the bench, a fourth figure appeared at the same time. He was bare-chested, and there were blood lines on his skin, showing a kind of mysterious pattern.
Vampires, zombies, cold aura, blood lines, these bloodline powers that Su Bai usually used the most appeared at this time, accompanying Su Bai.
When you fight, you need to use the power of your bloodline, but the bloodline is not only a weapon in battle, but also a close friend who will accompany you for life.
In this regard, the audience in Japan and Korea did a much better job than the audience in China.
When you realize that you are alone, when you have completely fallen into a state of decadence, when you have no one to look at and can only sit alone, the power in your bloodline will automatically sense the change in your mood and appear by your side.
This was the first time Su Bai had been so depressed and decadent. Therefore, this was also the first time Su Bai saw the bloodline phantom sitting beside him.
They..,
Were accompanying him.
In fact, there was a puddle under Su Bai's feet. There was a withered leaf on the puddle. As the rain continued to hit it, the withered leaf kept spinning. And just now, Su Bai had been watching the withered leaf spin.
One circle, two circles, three circles. It was like a reincarnation, and it also symbolized those two words.
In fact, Su Bai already knew the fastest way to increase his strength. However, sometimes, it was hard to change one's nature. Just like how Su Bai did not completely kill the old man when he was at his most angry.
"Phew..."
Su Bai sat up straight, and the four phantoms beside him also did the same thing as Su Bai,
"At least, I still have strength. Even if... it's very weak now, it will eventually become strong."
He opened his palm and slowly clenched it into a fist,
The four phantoms beside him slowly dissipated and disappeared because they knew that Su Bai no longer needed their comforting company.
He stood up and stepped on the puddle. The withered leaf could no longer be seen. It might have been bounced off, or it might have been stepped on by Su Bai's leather boots.
And at this moment..,
The rain seemed to have slowly stopped..
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