Ren Xiaosu slept and stayed in the wilderness outside for so long before he caught a sparrow. Although he spent most of his time lying on the ground and not moving, anyone who knows it knows that lying on the ground and not moving must always be vigilant to be the most energy-consuming.

Before he went to bed, he told Yan Liuyuan: "When you see those people, you must stay away. If there is danger in Jingshan, they will not know. Most people will choose to hide from Jingshan. They insist on passing there. They intuition tell me that this is not simple."

"Yeah," Yan Liuyuan nodded obediently: "I understand."

In fact, Ren Xiaosu and Yan Liuyuan are a very strange combination. They didn't know each other a few years ago. Later, Ren Xiaosu decided to protect Yan Liuyuan, who was still young. On the one hand, he accidentally learned Yan Liuyuan's secret, and on the other hand, he was also troubled by his headaches for a long time, so he needed a night watchman.

Ren Xiaosu and Yan Liuyuan said it very clearly that they were using each other, but over the years, they have long been unable to tell whether it was a relationship or a use.

Yan Liuyuan is always very clever outside, and only Ren Xiaosu can be like an obedient and good baby.

Sometimes Yan Liuyuan would say that his life was exchanged for Ren Xiaosu with his life, but Ren Xiaosu never admits this statement.

Ren Xiaosu is now going to explore what happened in his mind. He waited deliberately for a long time tonight to see if the "illness" that has troubled him in the past will still appear. As a result, the chaos really did not appear.

It seemed as if the palace had been hidden in his chaotic mind, and now the black chaotic fog had finally dissipated.

Ren Xiaosu wants to see what is in this palace.

Yan Liuyuan glanced at Ren Xiaosu lying beside him, quietly picked up the bone knife and sat at the door of the shack. There was only a thick curtain hanging on the shack. It was now autumn, and it was a little cold.

At this moment, the rain stopped.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the curtain of the shack, and the boots were slimming on the muddy road after the rain.

The curtain was lifted up in a corner, but before the people outside completely lifted the curtain, Yan Liuyuan's bone knife had already pressed against the other party's neck.

It was a beautiful face, and there was a beautiful woman outside the door.

Yan Liuyuan frowned. The visitor was not a stranger, and the other party lived not far away on weekdays.

The woman smiled and said, "Liu Yuan hasn't fallen asleep yet, Xiao Su, I heard that Xiao Su is back."

"Sister Xiaoyu, he is already asleep," Yan Liuyuan smiled and said, "How about you tell me what you have to say."

Xiaoyu's face was a little unnatural: "He was not injured when he went out this time, right?"

"The tiger's mouth was pecked by a sparrow, but Sister Xiaoyu, you don't have to care so much about my brother. You are eight years older than him." After Ren Xiaosu fell asleep, Yan Liuyuan had a mature temperament that was not in line with his age when facing outsiders. No matter whether he met an acquaintance or not, no matter what the other party said, the bone knife in his hand never left Xiaoyu's neck.

Xiaoyu took out a cigarette and a lighter from the bag she carried with her. The cigarette was a cigarette. Only coal mines and power plants, which belong to shelter barriers, would be distributed.

Many strong laborers work not only for money and food, but also for this cigarette, and work for a day and send out a cigarette.

So when you get off work at night, you often see a large group of people sucking and spitting out mist. Ren Xiaosu told Yan Liuyuan that those tobaccos may be mixed with some more addictive things.

And the cigarettes Xiaoyu smokes now are obviously not what she gets from working.

Xiaoyu lit a cigarette and took a few sips, as if thinking about something: "I'm a little man and a big devil, I'm treating you as my brother."

"Oh," Yan Liuyuan suddenly asked, "Did you have a cold?"

Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: "Yes, is my voice a little hoarse?"

"No," Yan Liuyuan shook his head and smiled: "I saw that when you smoke, there was a nostril that didn't smoke..."

Xiaoyu: "…"

I don’t know why Xiaoyu always feels that Yan Liuyuan doesn’t like him very much.

"Then I'll go back first," Xiaoyu said, "If your brother wakes up, tell him, I've been here."

"Yeah," Yan Liuyuan said with a smile: "I will tell him."

Xiaoyu left, and Ren Xiaosu's voice suddenly rang behind Yan Liuyuan: "Don't always bully your sister Xiaoyu in the future, it's not easy for her."

"Brother, she's not clean," Yan Liuyuan said, "and she just sees you can always catch prey and get close to you."

"Who is clean?" Ren Xiaosu said calmly: "The people who want to live in this world cannot be clean. They are all forced by life. Just refuse to stay away from it. Don't tease her."

In this market town, a single woman is too clean to survive.

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said, "They didn't say they like me or something. Also, are you sure she approached me because I could catch prey? Isn't it because of my handsomeness?"

"Brother, everyone's faces have not been washed for several months, and they basically look the same..." Yan Liuyuan looked at Ren Xiaosu speechlessly: "Brother, aren't you sleeping? Why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

"Think about something," Ren Xiaosu explained briefly.

Ren Xiaosu did not sleep because he was exploring the secrets of the palace.

In the round palace, the walls were covered with old wooden cabinets, like a huge showroom. However, the display racks in the showroom were shrouded in black fog, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

There is only a table in the middle of the hall, and there is a brass typewriter that was eliminated for a long time before the disaster. The kind that makes a crackling sound when typing.

There are only twenty-four copper keys on this typewriter, and each copper key is engraved with a text: "Personal, righteous, sincere, honest, friendly, kind, rich, strong..."

It can be said to be very positive.

But the typewriter seems to be filled with endless kraft paper, and no one needs to touch the copper keys, they will start to move by themselves. Now there are two small lines of small words that appear in the afternoon: "Task, give prey to others; complete the task, reward the basic-level skill learning map, and learn other people's abilities."

He couldn't tell whether this was something he had imagined or something else. According to legend, some people can shape the memory palace, and the memory palace can even recast a fantasy universe based on the level of his own spiritual will.

But Ren Xiaosu felt that his palace... seemed a bit different from the description of the memory palace...

But why did you let yourself give your prey to others? This typewriter wants to make yourself a good person?

Be a good person in this world where morality is a bit extravagant?

There is no door.

At that time, his consciousness stood in the center of the vast palace and looked around the "display cabinet". It seemed that objects were floating in the display cabinet, but it was blocked by darkness. The dark mist made Ren Xiaosu unable to see what was floating inside.

The cabinets displayed were connected to the dome of the palace, like a huge museum. Ren Xiaosu walked to a cabinet and wanted to reach out to touch the things floating in the dark fog, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the resistance of the black fog.

This is a power that he cannot spy on now.
Chapter completed!