She suddenly noticed that something was wrong. There was still a violent storm outside. The wind made a sharp whistle when it passed by the small building. The rain hit the windows. There was such a big thunder just now, but now The surroundings were surprisingly quiet. Apart from Chu Yu's subtle breathing, she couldn't hear any sound of rain. It was as if the world in the rain was just a reflection from the window, and she was the one living in the mirror.
The knocking on the door downstairs has not stopped, knocking three times every time and then pausing for a while. If any of my parents came back, they would not knock on the door like this. It is a voiceprint door lock that can recognize sounds. Even if they catch a cold and don't bring their keys, the property has a backup, so it's impossible to disturb the sisters' rest in this way.
Chu Zihan decided to ignore the knocker for the time being. Maybe it was just a drunk guy coming home from a certain community who knocked on the wrong door. She was more curious about what was going on now. She walked to the balcony and looked outside. The street lights in the community couldn't hold up in this weather and went out one after another. Only a few lights around the house were still on. Most places were dark, even in the garden. .
No, she suddenly froze. Her yard was filled with woodland flowers. These blooming flowers could form clusters around the house like ivy. But now she was standing here, and the lights in the yard illuminated only darkness. Dark as night.
She opened the window, and the wind and rain came towards her, picking up the scattered petals. As expected, she heard no sound, as if all the sounds in this world had died, and the petals that fell around her with the wind were completely withered. ! The greenery in the entire courtyard slowly died before her eyes, turning from green to gray-yellow, and finally to lifeless black.
Dong dong dong, dong dong dong, the sound of knocking on the door is getting louder and louder at this moment. Chu Zihan has wasted a lot of time, which may make that person a little impatient. It seems that he must come in tonight, as if he must rush He became irritated because of a certain agreement and the door that had not been opened for him, so he knocked on the door harder.
"Sister?" Chu Yi was finally awakened by the shock. She stood up half of her body from the bed in a daze, rubbed her eyes and looked at Chu Zihan. She was still confused and did not realize the abnormalities around her.
"Dad seems to be back." Chu Zihan closed the window, looked back and smiled calmly, "He doesn't seem to have the key with him. I'll go down and take a look, and you can go back to sleep."
"Well, okay." Chu Yi turned his head and got into bed again. He never thought about how unlikely it was that his father would come home at this time. He also didn't see Chu Zihan walking towards his desk, where there was a small table in the corner. There is a display rack in the small space. There are not only several bamboo knives inserted vertically, but also a long knife with a scabbard that can really kill people.
This was a gift brought back by Lu Tianming's father. Knowing that his precious daughter liked masculine things like kendo, he did not urge his daughter to learn dancing or anything like that, but he respected her own choice very much. The next time he went on a business trip, he brought back a somewhat special gift, an authentic Japanese sword sealed in a gift box. Since then, it has been kept in Chu Zihan's hand, occasionally being pulled out to play with.
That is definitely not an ornamental toy, but a real sword that has been sharpened with a gorgeous arc like a torii gate. Holding it will make you feel like you have traveled back to the Warring States period. It is said that it was the name of Lu Tianmingwen. The products demanded by contemporary knife forging masters are hand-made rather than the product of industrial machine tools, and they are expensive.
Chu Zihan initially took a few photos that Chu Shi had taken as a souvenir. He wore a black sailor suit with a slender blade, and posed in various cold and flirtatious poses. It really felt like he had traveled back in time to cosplay a certain kendo heroine in an anime. It feels cold and sassy, as if the sword will be drawn out of its sheath and placed on your neck at any moment, and you will be sealed with blood.
This kind of edged knife should have been kept as a private collection, as a memorial to his kendo career, but what happened today was too weird. Thinking that he had encountered a terrifying ghost like Deadpool before, Chu Zihan became even more... worried.
Chu Tianjiao once said that Deadpool has an instinctive attachment to dragon blood and will chase people who possess dragon blood. If the person knocking on the door today is indeed a certain Deadpool, the knife in his hand should have seen blood for the first time. It's best to handle it perfectly. Don't let your sister know. The innocent little girl should be in her dream. To be her princess, to do things like licking blood from the edge of a knife, you have to do it as a sister.
Chu Zihan didn't wear slippers, just stepped on cotton socks and walked downstairs quietly. There were no lights in the house, and only a few electronic devices would flicker at night, which were enough for her. Since her bloodline awakened that day, she has found that her senses are becoming more acute every day than yesterday. Even in such darkness, she can clearly see the layout of her home, instead of relying solely on memory.
Swinging the knife like this must be faster than before. In the past, the flying kick of the fighting champion could be accurately hit, so now it may be possible to chop off the head of the evil spirit with one knife, but she has not tried it. Maybe tonight will be the first time.
She gradually approached the entrance hall, and the knock on the door was just a few steps away, so close that it seemed like it could hit her heart every time. Chu Zihan pressed his chest to calm his emotions. The sword had been slowly unsheathed. If he couldn't feel still, he wouldn't be able to hold the sword properly. She sneaked closer to the peephole, planning to see what was outside first.
At that moment, she met the eyes of the person outside the door, and her golden pupils were as divine as the door to heaven opening, almost blinding her eyes. She backed away in horror, her heels hitting the threshold of the entrance hall. The last time I fell down, my mind was filled with paleness.
She had just experienced a confrontation with God, and the distance between them was only a peephole. When she was looking at the door, the person outside was also looking at her. In that moment, she could clearly see the whole picture of that person, covering everything. The silver eagle-horned helmet on the entire head only reveals one golden eye.
It was a king and a devil, and it was something she had just seen in her dream tonight... Standing on the viaduct and staring at Chu Tianjiao, Odin!
That kind of thing actually came to reality, and he still visited her home!
But it seems to be a little different from Odin in the dream. In the dream, Odin rides the eight-legged horse Sleipnir. Such a majestic figure is as majestic as three mountains and five mountains. In front of this kind of thing, people can only To kneel down tremblingly.
But the Odin outside the door now is more like an ordinary person wearing a mask, because he can peek into the cat's eye. Only the golden pupil that cannot be imitated by any cosmetic contact lenses can explain his identity that is different from ordinary people.
