When Gu Jianlin heard that name, he fell silent again.
Chen Bojun explained with a smile: "Actually, he has been thinking about you for many years. But we all suspected at the beginning that the curse of your family might be circumvented by being an ordinary person. So all this time, No one is close to you, for fear that you might wake up accidentally."
"This is actually very difficult, because in history, without exception, your family has all been sublimated. I heard from your father that his second uncle's cousin also wanted to avoid the curse in this way until he was thirty-nine. I didn’t wake up even for ten years. As a result, I traveled through time just by squatting in a pit the night before my fortieth birthday.”
He spread his hands and said, "The next day, the person will be taken to the crematorium."
The corners of Gu Jianlin's eyes twitched slightly.
"You can also ask Mr. Huai more about the curse."
Chen Bojun said: "He is the only person who can help you."
Gu Jianlin hummed.
"One more thing. Although Mr. Huai means that he still hopes that you will continue to stay in the association and join the Omega sequence where I am. But I think you may be very disappointed with the association now."
Chen Bojun asked: "Do you still want to stay in the association? I have to remind you that the Omega Sequence and the Tribunal are two completely different departments. We are responsible for the war, and they are responsible for... you know."
Gu Jianlin thought for a moment, although the Aether Association left him with poor senses.
I just have to admit that there are still many good people in the association.
Gu Jianlin got the approval of the King of Qing and could indeed leave.
But he felt that this was an escape.
Because besides Uncle Mu, there may be many such poor people.
What's more, he now has the power and can do something from within.
Some people have fallen, but their hearts have not fallen.
There are also people who have not fallen, but their hearts have fallen.
Gu Jianlin possesses the power of an ancient god.
He also possesses the blood of the ancient gods.
Now he has also learned mind control and can do many things that he could not do before.
The efficiency of external attacks is far inferior to internal collapse.
What's more, he has only just stepped into the extraordinary world, and there are still many things he has not seen yet.
Primary school teachers have taught us that people must be down-to-earth.
Learn more, see more, and witness more.
If Gu Jianlin had not come to Black Cloud City Walled City, he would not have understood the suffering of those in the shelter.
"I will stay in the association."
He said seriously: "There is no need to give up what I deserve because of some rubbish."
"Very good, I like your energy."
Chen Bojun stood up and said: "During this period, go to Mr. Huai to learn more. Your rank is still too low. You need to grow up as soon as possible. For example, the Lei Lei who keeps watch for you, if nothing happens, she He will be promoted to the fourth level soon. He will probably be the youngest fourth level in the past two hundred years."
Gu Jianlin was slightly startled: "Vigil?"
"Yes, she said it was a favor to you. No one can come in except those she approves."
Chen Bojun pointed out the window: "Here, she's gone."
Gu Jianlin turned his head and looked out the window at the lonely night.
Along with the roar of the helicopter, the propeller blades cut through the wind and rain in the sky and flew away.
There were vaguely white hairs flying in the cabin, giving him an arrogant look.
"This girl is quite interesting. She has a good background. She just has a miserable life experience and is a bit hard to get along with."
Chen Bojun smiled and said: "Take good care of it."
Gu Jianlin always felt that this man had misunderstood something.
"It's time for me to go. Some things in the association still need to be sorted out. I still have to go and argue with the Tribunal."
Chen Bojun's eyes calmed down: "By the way, I have something to ask you."
Gu Jianlin said calmly: "Please speak."
Chen Bojun took a deep look at him: "The total amount of good and evil in this world is always balanced. If you insist on going down this road, you will see more injustice. You can't stand up for everyone, and you won't be able to stand up for everyone." There is a way to eradicate all evil, so what’s the point of doing this?”
Gu Jianlin thought for a while: "Does it need meaning?"
Chen Bojun was stunned.
"I stand up this time for the dignity of a father, for the kindness of a little girl, and for the forbearance and restraint of those in the shelter. Maybe, it's not all for them."
Gu Jianlin said softly: "I just... don't want to tolerate my cowardly self."
Chen Bojun sighed: "How conceited. Okay, is there anything else you need help with?"
Gu Jianlin was startled: "If it is possible...it really is."
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At dawn, the storm-washed sky is as pure and clear as the sea.
The glass window of the ward reflects the hazy cloud shadow and sky light. A ray of sunlight falls on the curtain floating in the wind, casting a shadow on the white hospital bed. The light and darkness are so harmonious and peaceful.
Gu Jianlin stood in the ward, his face as pale as a ghost.
There were two beds in the room, separated by a white curtain.
Uncle Mu was wrapped in bandages, like a mummy, connected to various cables. The data displayed on the instrument next to him was quite normal. He had indeed passed the dangerous period, but he was very weak.
Wan Wan was curled up on the hospital bed, wrapped in a quilt, only revealing a childish and cute little face, and a violet crystal pendant hanging around her neck.
She was like a kitten, trembling without knowing what she was dreaming about.
Maybe what happened today scared her so much that she had nightmares.
At this time, Wan Wan suddenly moved, revealing her scarred little hands.
Gu Jianlin was stunned.
"what is that?"
Chen Bojun stood nearby, obviously stunned for a moment.
Gu Jianlin said nothing because he didn't know what to say.
In Wan Wan's hand, she held the half-broken piece of wood tightly, holding it against her chest like a treasure.
She still remembers her promise and is waiting for the man who can't come back to come back.
I really don't know how she picked up this broken wood under that situation.
Gu Jianlin could avenge her, or help her vent her anger and kill all those who bullied him.
Even tit for tat, crushing the opponent's head.
It's like the garbage crushed the small wood wither.
However, the little girl was hurt, and her long-term hard work, along with her self-esteem and kindness, were trampled on.
And she didn't hurt anyone, but she saw the ugliest side of human nature.
The damage is irreparable.
Gu Jianlin took a closer look at the wooden carving. It was completely handmade by herself without anyone else's help, because it was a gift she had promised to give by herself.
She was young, could not move at all, and her hands were a bit clumsy.
Maybe I don’t know how many of them withered in the middle before I could get such a one that barely looked like a human being.
Gu Jianlin could even imagine her clumsily trimming the wood with a carving knife in the dark basement, using the light of the cooking fire, and even injuring her hands from time to time.
Why did she only go back to make that wood carving when she was cooking? Because fire was a scarce resource in that shelter, and she didn't have many matches left.
"My father is really an important person to her, right?"
Gu Jianlin said softly.
"Maybe so."
Chen Bojun rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "I want to think of a way to apply for a mythical weapon..."
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When Wan Wan woke up from her sleep, she stood up in a panic.
She thought she was still in Black Cloud City Walled City, being swallowed up by the burning fire, watching her family being persecuted and killed.
Especially the scene where the father was covered in blood and nailed to the ground with chains.
It enveloped her like a nightmare.
However, when the sun fell on her face, she froze.
This was the first clear sunshine after the rain, falling warmly on her little face.
The exquisite ward was rendered into a beautiful golden color by the sunlight.
In the six years of her life, in all her memories, this was the second time she had seen the sun.
Mu Feng was lying on the hospital bed next to him, wrapped up like a mummy, breathing evenly.
How is this going?
Wan Wan blinked her smart eyes and suddenly froze.
The wooden box that belonged to her on the bedside table has been found.
Matchbox, carving knife, butterfly hairpin, compass, old teddy bear.
In addition, there is a brand new pink sweatshirt lying next to it.
She had never seen such new clothes.
Wanwan suddenly lowered her head and looked at the palm of her hand.
The trampled wood withered wood had been restored to its original state without knowing when, and the sunlight fell on that ugly face.
As if smiling at her.
