For Weirdness, it brought pollution, and pollution became the soil for Weirdness to survive, allowing Weirdness to open his eyes again.
Of course, that's if they still have eyes.
Shen Xitong was the first to wake up.
At that time, the weirdness had not fully recovered, its impact on the world was not enough, and the scope of Shen Xitong's activities was not that wide.
Rule does not appear.
No contamination leaked out either.
She can only work in Daystar Group.
Unless humans make an agreement with her, she cannot directly harm humans.
Shen Xitong, who had become strange, had no trouble in her heart towards the humans who regarded her as a rare species. She just wanted to leave, but no matter how she walked, she could not get out of the glass room.
Human beings thought that their instruments, spells and formations trapped Shen Xitong, but in fact, it was because it was in a weak stage and the pollution did not spread to the outside world, so Shen Xitong was affected accordingly.
Later, a Taoist priest appeared.
In that Taoist priest, Shen Xitong seemed to see the great wizard from before.
The old Taoist priest is Zhixu Sanren. Shen Xitong feels that he always has a serious face and looks old-fashioned, but in fact he is very sophisticated.
Shen Xitong wanted him to cut off two fingers and feed them to himself, but he didn't want to.
Later, Zhixu Sanren would take the initiative to talk to Shen Xitong. Shen Xitong knew that human beings wanted to understand him, so he ignored human beings' words.
Zhixu Sanren didn't care whether she spoke or not. He told her about the development of the world and the little apprentice he secretly raised outside. He also read novels and told her stories.
It wasn't until he talked about numerology and destiny that Shen Xitong was willing to talk to Zhixu Sanren.
"Everyone's destiny is fixed. From birth, the chain of destiny has been firmly locked on everyone.
Fortune telling can only glimpse a corner of the future, but cannot change the future destiny. "
Having said this, Zhixu Sanren was still weighing the book in his hand.
"For example, life is like a book that has been written. Everyone is just a character in the book. The story has been well arranged. After countless struggles, the people in the book will only reach the predetermined ending."
"What if the story is not over?" Shen Xitong hid in a dark corner and looked at the Taoist priest talking outside the glass cover.
As long as she talks about fate, a strong sense of persistence will arise in her body, as if it is the power of this persistence that wakes her up from the endless darkness.
"If the story is unfinished, then the people in the book will stay at that moment forever, and they will not be able to create a good ending for themselves just because of how violently they resisted the previous plot."
"Help me figure out my future." Shen Xitong pressed his pale hand on the glass, "I am a book that has been completed but continues to be written."
This was Shen Xitong's first request to Zhixu Sanren besides eating.
At that time, Zhixu Sanren had not yet developed goatees.
He just touched his stubble and refused: "You are not a human being, so I can't count it."
"Then are there people in this world who are born with good fortune?"
Zhixu Sanren replied without hesitation: "Of course there are. Some people may seem ordinary, but in fact they are very lucky. Even if they are in the quagmire at the beginning, they will soar into the sky later on."
Shen Xitong stuck out his red tongue inconspicuously and licked his lips.
Just hearing Zhixu Sanren describe it like this made her think it was delicious.
My saliva is dripping.
She asked: "Who is it?"
Zhixu Sanren shook the turtle shell and made a fortune.
The copper plate fell to the ground.
Time has returned to the present.
Shen Xitong leaned into Shen Sinian's arms and closed his eyes full of devouring desire.
This man is the human being with soaring fortune in the hexagram.
It's her, Zhenqin's favorite master.
After Su Qingyu returned to her dormitory, she started cleaning.
There were blood stains on the bedroom floor. She carried a bucket, found a mop from the bathroom, and then cleaned up.
It's still early.
The rules say that if you want to take a hot shower, you have to do so before 4:30 in the morning.
The working hours of the Affective Neurology Department end at three in the morning.
But the rules don’t say that you can take a shower only after work is over.
Last night, Su Qingyu came back late from work. To be cautious, she didn't take a shower.
But it was only seven o'clock in the evening, and there was plenty of time to take a bath and change clothes. Su Qingyu entered the shower room and turned on the faucet to put in hot water.
After leaving it for nearly ten minutes, no hot water came out.
Su Qingyu turned off the faucet, stood there and thought for a while, then walked out of the bathroom, went to the living room, found a hot water kettle from the cabinet underneath, and started to boil hot water.
As pot after pot of hot water bubbled and bubbled.
Su Qingyu poured the hot water into the bathtub.
Soon, she was ready for a hot bath.
After being on the go for many days, a hot bath is a magical treat.
Su Qingyu set an alarm clock and started taking a bath.
The warm water covers the skin and relieves the fatigue of the whole body.
The white steam lingers, and the water temperature wraps Su Qingyu's body like a gauze. Su Qingyu's body relaxes, his muscles stretch, and the tight string in his mind slowly relaxes, as if he is in the clouds.
Her eyelids began to become heavy and her thoughts spread...
sleepy.
Until the harsh alarm sounded.
Something's wrong!
Su Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes.
She immediately raised her wrist to check the time. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
The bath water is already cold.
Su Qingyu shuddered and immediately stood up from the bathtub. She wrapped herself in a bath towel and left the bathroom barefoot.
Shuangxi and the others were guarding the door.
When Su Qingyu takes a bath, he doesn't like the presence of other weird people.
Weirdness does not enter the bathroom easily.
Just taking a bath, Su Qingyu didn't feel the passage of time.
She just felt like she had dozed off.
Two hours passed like this.
Yingluo brought Su Qingyu urgent pajamas. While helping Su Qingyu get dressed, she said softly: "Master, there was a human knocking on the door just now."
Su Qingyu rubbed her cold red nose, took the pajamas from her hand and put them on herself.
She asked: "Who is it?"
Yingluo: "I don't know. We won't open the door without the master's order."
Su Qingyu wrapped herself tightly in her coral velvet pajamas, and the warm and comfortable clothes helped her regain some warmth.
Could it be that Qi Fu's father is back and visiting her neighbor?
The time came to twelve o'clock in the morning.
Su Qingyu packed her things and got ready to go to work.
"Dong dong dong——" Someone knocked on the door again.
Su Qingyu opened the door, and there was a handsome uncle standing at the door.
The uncle's thick short black hair hangs down gently. He has handsome features, a handsome face, and black stubble on his chin. He holds two candles in his hands, giving him a somewhat melancholic temperament.
Especially those eyes, as deep as ancient wells.
At first glance, he is a person with a story.
"็ Hello Who are you……"
