Did Mr. Xu confess today?

I don't know if it's because of the milk sugar, anyway, Cong Mao wanted to follow them to investigate this case, Qi Ling couldn't stop him, so he simply threw all the trivial matters to him.

Xu Hanzhi went to look at several other cases, Qi Ling saw that it was still early, so he went out to buy some fruits, and prepared to send them back to Ji Tianman and Xin Feng.

Winter is dry and cold, and the wind is like a needle that pricks people, and it hurts a little when it hits the face. Qi Ling is wearing a hat, and around his neck is the camel scarf that Xu Hanzhi asked him to wear when he was about to leave. He could smell Xu Hanzhi's body.

Qi Ling rolled his eyes.

The atmosphere of the new year is getting stronger and more people on the street. Presumably, most of the people are already on vacation, and they come and go in a hurry. Those who go home, those who buy new year’s goods, are busy with each other.

Until I walked to a video store.

The audio-visual store is not far from the Spiritual Management Bureau, and it has been open for more than ten years. When Qi Ling first arrived at the Spiritual Management Bureau, the store was still crowded with people, but until now, the shop has been posted on the glass window, and the plaque is old. whitish.

Qi Ling has a lot of records, magazines, and movie CDs at home, most of which come from this store.

At that time, Qi Ling seemed to be learning about human beings very quickly, so he bought a lot of video discs, hoping to learn to integrate into the city, but in the end, until the piles of discs were all dusty, and the corners of the house were about to moldy, Qi Ling Ling didn't even look at it.

——The LMA is too busy.

Few people are as talented as Xu Hanzhi, who handles things quickly and accurately, and can still find time to go back and tease Qi Ling.

It's been a long time, and one day when he came home, he accidentally saw a large pile of video discs, and then he remembered this matter, so he spent some time sorting out these video discs, filling every corner of his house.

At least in this way, he looks like a monster with a life style.

But in fact, apart from Tianhou Shengxia's records, he rarely even listens to other people's songs.

Qi Ling bent down and looked in through the thick glass windows. He had bought a few magazines in this store half a year ago, but now even the shelves inside are empty.

In the past, when he lived in the deep mountains, he always felt that time passed very slowly. Ten years were like a day, and he only took a nap in a hundred years. Time flies so fast, time has to be broken into petals, converted into minutes and seconds set by human beings.

But at that time, he would never have thought that his heart would beat, his face would blush, and someone would stand beside him and share half of his bed.

Qi Ling blinked, and his breath made a circle on the window, which was quickly blown away by the wind. Suddenly, there was a chuckle behind him, and he turned his head.

It was a man who looked very similar to Qi Ling, but the complexities in his eyes were completely different from him.

Qi Ling was not surprised, he had already sensed this person's approach, and it was just a shadow transformed by aura.

He straightened his scarf, picked up the supermarket plastic bag containing fruit, raised his eyes and said, "Zhuyin."

"Why not Xi He?"

The man pursed his lips. He was wearing a strange robe, which seemed to have some kind of spell engraved on it. His long hair was hanging down, looking extremely smooth.

The people who came and went couldn't see him, they only saw Qi Ling talking to himself, Qi Ling didn't care, he lifted the scarf up just enough to cover his nose: "He can't compete with you."

Xihe and Zhuyin are one soul, but they are indeed two different gods, and Xihe's power is emptied and turned into Qi Ling, and he knows that he will be squeezed out by Zhuyin.

Zhu Yin smiled lowly: "Speaking of which, I should also be considered your elder."

Qi Ling said: "Farewell, I have nothing to do with you, if you have something to say, you may as well speak directly."

Zhu Yin's eyes were cold, he looked at him for a while, and said slowly: "I just came to see how far you have grown, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

After that, his eyes fell on the cheap plastic bag: "Is it fun to play a human game?"

"It's not bad, it's quite interesting." Qi Ling said with a blank expression, "You came to take my life? But, you don't have that ability, do you?"

Zhuyin didn't answer, just sneered, and the figure disappeared quickly.

Qi Ling lowered his eyes, turned and walked towards the bookstore.

In fact, Qi Ling has always speculated about the respective purposes of Zhuyin and Xihe, and this guess seems to be confirmed today.

Zhu Yin didn't have the image of doing anything to him, but Xi He was always attracting the energy in his body. Even though Qi Ling could control it, some energy was indeed withdrawn by Xi He.

Xihe wants to get back his power, get rid of Zhuyin and regain his body, but Zhuyin disturbs the world, forcing Xihe to kill Qi Ling, and when he regains his strength, he will completely devour him.

But no doubt, in the predictions of these two divine residences, no matter what, Qi Ling would have to sacrifice.

Zhu Yin was an ancient god, and only Xi He could really kill him, so such trivial accidents as Qi Ling were not taken seriously by him at all.

The ancient gods are powerful, as can be seen from the number of half-demons gradually awakening among humans, but the awakening of Zhuyin is quite dangerous to humans, but not to other races.

Therefore, in the eyes of all walks of life, this is Xi He and Zhu Yin's own business, and there is no need to intervene.

And to this world, Qi Ling is not cared about.

It's just a group of power that gives birth to sanity.

His mission is to be a backup so that Xi He who wakes up has the ability to kill Zhuyin who occupies his body.After that, Xihe saved the suffering human beings, and the heavens will reward him with a lot of merit.

And Zhuyin... Zhuyin came from the chaos, and could perceive his own demise, so he must resist.

The two ancient gods are immortal, so this has become an endless loop.

Qi Ling suddenly found it ridiculous, so he laughed.

He stood by the side of the road, looking at the busy people and the hustle and bustle of the city, just sitting on the side of the road and laughing loudly, even if others looked at him with the same eyes.

For the person who created him, Qi Ling should be in awe from the heart, but now he only feels absurd, like watching an absurd comedy.

He suddenly wanted to understand the crimes committed by many flowers and trees, why he had practiced for ten thousand years, and was supposed to get rid of the demon body and ascend, but was put on the deep mountain for ten thousand years, and did not come to the human world until five years ago under the guidance of Bai Ze.

Because all the gods know that Qi Ling is just an abandoned son.

He also understood why Bai Ze had to work so hard to let himself have emotions and understand human affairs. If it hadn't been for the past five years, he would have obediently handed over his strength to let the great god go. Save the world.

Even though he didn't know why he did this, but at the beginning, Qi Ling's mission was given to him, and he was completely ignorant of the mission, so he would not resist.

At that time, Qi Ling didn't know why he was alive, and he didn't understand the meaning of living. His life was always a cold grave. For him, there was no difference between life and death.

but now……

Qi Ling raised his eyes, watching the sunset slowly flowing, dyeing half of the sky red.

Now he has something he wants to protect.

Whether it's the occasional ignorant cubs in the Lingguan Bureau, or the most special one to him...

His Mr. Xu.