Monsters Will Die If They Are Killed

Su Zhou had a very long dream.

In the silent nothingness, black and white lights flashed, countless kinds of thoughts and possible friction intertwined, so that the monotonous light and dark changes into blazing flames, one after another like real illusion fragments from the black. The flames rose up, blooming blazingly bright.

For an instant, he turned into an ordinary office worker who had neither extraordinary power nor ambitiousness. Except for the boss who kept making himself work overtime in his heart, he didn't have the strength to have other ideas.

But one night, when the man walked through the alley, he heard the cry of a girl struggling, and the heavy and excited gasping of the drunkard.

The next moment, he didn't hesitate at all, almost instinctively stepped into the alley... Then there was the sound of police sirens.

Of course, it is necessary to pay a lot of money to beat the drunk who intends to rape, and even lose their job because the relatives of the other party made trouble at the door of the company, and the parents of the girl who was attacked are reluctant to give evidence in court because of their reputation... But he is actually quite cool himself, especially the feeling of a brick smashed down, super powerful!

He didn't have any money anyway, so he didn't pay.The court also delayed the other party's application for enforcement, and the girl who was attacked also concealed her parents, and found herself to thank her in private, and even patted her not very plump breasts, saying something'I will definitely repay you'.

Hi, what does this have.

Because he couldn't see the cry of innocent people, it has nothing to do with whether he has power or repays.

Immediately afterwards, Su Zhou felt like he had become an assassin again. He walked the market with a long sword in his hand, without any disguise, and walked towards a magnificent mansion.

There were a lot of guards in this mansion, but he climbed the steps, rushed in, and killed an old man who was heavily guarded with a look of consternation. He killed dozens of guards, and finally was seriously wounded and sipped. He destroyed his face, dug out his eyes, cut his chest and abdomen and died.

The feeling of death has not dissipated yet. When Su Zhou, who was happily waiting to kill, figured out why he was going to commit suicide, he suddenly became a huge monster, interacting with a three-headed golden power-generating dragon in the city. Fight, you bite me, I bite you, you spit out gravitational light waves and I spit out atoms, and the fight was so happy--but such a fight that was so swift and refreshing was quickly over.

Light and shadow flow, countless possibilities and the future are turning.

In the first moment, he might be a rebel who led the rebels against the imperial court. In the next moment, he was a fierce general who rescued the society and Yu Tianqing in a precarious situation.

He was not only a occultist who was tied to a torture frame and burned to death, preaching heresy, but also for justice, he turned the nobleman who had conducted dark magic experiments and killed dozens of children into ashes.

In this way, reincarnation again and again, fulfilling faith again and again, using justice and despicable means, bright and dark methods; whether it is conspiracy or intrigue or majestic righteousness; it is a cruel and bloodthirsty terror demon, or The lonely gunner who gave the enemy a shot...

He will always make the same choice.

——On the opposite side of the weak, the stronger one always stands on the opposite side——

And he will always stand in front of the weak.

Sometimes it’s to protect behind, sometimes it’s just to face the front, or even, sometimes, it’s just to “resist” and “resist”, to “resist” and “resist”, it’s just like a big barb. .

But this position remains the same.

Even in the illusion, he is just a poor, weak, scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken, but he will always choose to stand up and send out a cry from the bottom of his heart when everyone is silent.

"I am against all this stagnation!"

It sounds stupid and crazy.

But again, both firm and bold.

Till the end,

And he became a naked man, standing in front of a fruit tree in the endless light.

A snake hovered on the branch, its tail stretched and rolled, plucking a fruit from the sacred tree.

The fruit was bright, as if it were born from the overlapping of endless brilliance, and contained countless shadows of the world. The ancient snake looked at him, then smiled and passed the fruit wrapped with its tail.

"Eat, man, this is the fruit of wisdom and the fruit of resistance."

The ancient snake said with a smile, unspeakable frivolousness and temptation: "After eating it, you will be able to understand right from wrong, distinguish between good and evil, change and question the'truth' and'dao' that'have always been so', and possess your own Your will, your own'world'."

"You will follow a similar but different path to the God who created you-this is not only the initial struggle, but also the essence of'human wisdom'."

And he raised his hand.

Then Su Zhou woke up with a dazed expression.

"What's the mess?"

He got up and rubbed his eyes. After stretching his waist, Su Zhou felt refreshed and comfortable.

And in the memory, there is still a scene of big monsters fighting wildly in the city-it feels really good!

But I really can’t remember other things. Rather, Su Zhou rarely dreams. He usually only sleeps for five hours a day. Once he sticks to the pillow, he sleeps deeply. He sleeps until the alarm clock goes off... Sleep more, but not too much, because he has long formed a habit.

"Let me see... Damn it, eleven o'clock?!"

Su Zhou raised his head and looked at the clock directly across from his bed. He was shocked: "I went home at about ten o'clock in the morning yesterday. After that, it took more than half an hour to take a bath to test my ability, and I went to bed after 11 o'clock. ."

Some do not believe in evil, and he does not know where to grab his mobile phone, looking at the date-July 25, Friday, 11:18 in the morning.

"I really slept for twenty-four hours?!"

This sleep can almost be said to have given Su Zhou’s usual sleep time for a week-he also saw several missed calls and WeChat and Penguin messages on his mobile phone. There were Shao Qiming, parents, and others. A school classmate and sand sculpture netizen.

Shao Qiming's message basically means that the phone is not connected. I guess I should be okay, so if I have time, I will call him and find a time to gather.

Mom and Dad’s message is extremely simple: I can’t come back after working overtime, so let Su Zhou take care of himself and review his homework.

Several other classmates and netizens should have known that Su Zhou and Shao Qiming traveled to Shan. They recently learned about the news of Shan, so they left a message and asked if there is any first-hand news-gossip party is there. .

"Your father, I was there at the time, but what happened at that time? (What can you do to me? jpg)"

Su Zhou took a few minutes to reply one by one, and sent a panda head emoticon to the sand sculpture netizens, whipping up their appetite but not telling the truth-after all, they signed a confidentiality treaty.

However, after putting down the phone with a comfortable face, Su Zhou suddenly felt sore in his abdomen, and Venus was rare in front of him, and his hands and feet became weak.

"If I haven't eaten in twenty-four hours, I'm going to die!"

Among the many requirements for survival, there is no such thing as an empty stomach!

Enduring the soreness of squirming in his abdomen, Su Zhou quickly got up and went to the kitchen to take a few pieces of bread. He chewed while eating, planning to find out where Yarra was and take it to dinner.

As a result, he saw at a glance that the snake spirit was lying in the suitcase in his room, lying on the small bag of fruit tree powder he had collected, as if sleeping comfortably.

Can it be uncomfortable?The original red long strip of snake spirit has collapsed into a red ball!It looked like a slime.①

"Hey, Yarra, it's time to get up."

There was a vague sense of sight, but Su Zhou didn't take it to heart. He walked to the suitcase, trying to wake up the snake spirit.

But Yala opened his eyes, and simple eyes and mouth appeared on a ruby-like ball, showing a vivid expression of'reluctant'. It twisted its body, but just refused to get out of the bag of wood. Moving away from the fan: "Don't, let me stay here-you have to eat and eat by yourself. I only need your'blood offering'."

"...What the hell is this bag of wood flour."

Scratching his head, Su Zhou was puzzled. He stretched out his hand and placed the whole bag of wood flour together with Yala on the palm of his hand: "You are so important to me. At that time, I asked me to dig up all the wood flour and the soil. Collection."

"By the way, there is also that piece of wood, which clearly looks like ordinary sawdust. Why does it possess such a strong purifying magic power? I haven't heard any spiritual sounds all day, it's rare to sleep so comfortably!"

"Tsk." Yala could be regarded as seeing that if he didn't answer Su Zhou's question, I was afraid that he would not be able to rest securely, so she could only sigh helplessly, and changed her body from a slime ball into a long snake-like shape-because It looked too flexible, so Su Zhou couldn't help but stretched out his hand and squeezed, poking.

Not to mention, it feels a bit like pudding, and its flexibility is similar to that of a decompression ball!It feels very comfortable.

The snake spirit also seemed to feel comfortable being poked. It snorted, and then said comfortably: "Sawdust? It is indeed sawdust, but this sawdust is the product of the fragments of the true cross."

Noting that Su Zhou stopped acting on his hands and looked at him in astonishment, Yala flicked his tail and chuckled: "Yes, that's right, don't be surprised."

"It's the'true cross' where Messiah was tortured."

①You can see Yarra's character pictures, but I don't know if I have reviewed it.