I am not human

For Jiufang Ziyan, Lao Zhan has always been a very puzzling existence, second only to Liao Qingshu in terms of difficulty.

Demons and ghosts, both demons and ghosts, are neither demons nor ghosts. They know the world without speaking, and they do not express the future.Ghosts themselves are very special things. They hover between life and death. Their intelligence and emotions are weakened by the erosion of death, but they seem to have awakened some special abilities because of the prying eyes of death. They can know many things about life. things that the reader cannot see.

And demons and ghosts are even more heterogeneous among ghosts. They are said to be a mixture of the two, but in fact, no matter whether they are demons or ghosts, their abilities are half a bucket of water... For example, Lao Zhan, Jiufang Ziyan has not been able to correctly estimate him so far. What is the range of the ability value.Some things, you say he knows, but he doesn't move at all, just sit quietly and watch the development of the situation, like a spectator who has nothing to do with himself.But if you say he doesn't know, this ugly big black cat with a square face will always appear at the right place at the right time, with its stick-like tail fluttering across the corner like a stick in the hands of a guide. Lamps and banners.

Why stay after death, why stay and not disappear?Jiufang Ziyan thought about these questions more than once, but gradually stopped demanding answers.I don't know when, his daily life has been set into a fixed pattern, two cats, two people, and an office with flying dogs, these are enough.

It doesn't matter where you come from or your identity, it's enough anyway.That's all it takes to pursue.

"Come on, I'll go back and buy you biscuits." Sitting on the bus, Jiufang Ziyan muttered to himself, sneakily unzipped the luggage bag, handed over a piece of dried meat, and the big black cat's head slipped out of the bag He leaned out and silently bit the jerky.

According to Lao Zhan's guidance, Liao Qingshu should be in City A hundreds of kilometers away now, but he will not know exactly where it is until he arrives.That city is under the jurisdiction of another chief of order. It would be rude to pass through the underworld rashly, and Lao Zhan's status as a demon is embarrassing.After thinking twice, Jiufang Ziyan reluctantly chose public transportation, because of time constraints, he only had time to grab a long-distance bus.

Sleeping half asleep on the bus for one night, the next morning, Jiufang Ziyan got off the bus with sleepy eyes, carried his luggage and went to the breakfast stand, regardless of the state of the cat inside.It is Schrödinger who is responsible for worrying about the life and death of the cat. He only needs to be responsible for carrying the bag.

After breakfast, I was dizzy and went to take the bus again. The subway changed to the bus, the bus changed to the bicycle, and I went around in circles. When I finally found my destination, the sun was almost set.

This is a deserted street, and the shops on both sides are not very popular. Pedestrians basically gather at the only bus stop on the side of the road, and a few private cars are parked quietly on the side of the street.Lao Zhan jumped out of his bag, passed by a shop, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiufang Ziyan walked to the door of the store and took a look. It was a second-hand bookstore. It was quite messy at first glance, but it did look like a place where Liao Qingshu would haunt.Just as he raised his foot and wanted to go in, he caught a glimpse of the black Poussin parked beside him out of the corner of his eye. After thinking for a while, he turned and walked towards the car.

Without saying hello, he opened the car door and sat in the back seat. Jiufang Ziyan looked up at the two men sitting in front.Sitting in the driver's seat was a fat man wearing a pure black gold-rimmed uniform, and sitting next to him was a tall man in casual clothes. Jiufang Ziyan took out a cigarette and put it on, introducing himself: "Jiufang Ziyan."

"A member of the Jiufang family?" The tall man responded, his voice sounded quite young.Jiufang Ziyan hummed, and asked, "Are you Liao Qingshu's current guardian? Are you appointed by the Ministry of Security?"

The tall man nodded, Jiufang Ziyan bit his unlit cigarette, and smacked his lips in displeasure: "I'm so poor that I can only ask the Exorcist Department to borrow someone. It's quite generous in this kind of thing, and I send two of them..."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted the fat man in front of him: "Okay, there's nothing else for you, you can withdraw first. Wait for Liao Qingshu to come out, I have something to say to him."

The fat man didn't respond.Jiufang Ziyan frowned, leaned forward slightly, and noticed the fat man's head tilted to one side, and two small blood holes on the side of his neck.

"Brother, this is not good." The tall young man shook his head in dissatisfaction, and looked back at Jiufang Ziyan, with a pair of red phoenix eyes sparkling, and two sharp fangs between his bright red lips.

"First come, first served, we have been waiting here for a long time."

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the bookstore.

Liao Qingshu held two books in his hands, and finally squeezed out from the narrow gap between the bookshelves, and went to the window sill to open them.

Ever since he was arranged by the Ministry of Security to this strange city, he hadn't wanted to go out until this morning. He couldn't help but escaped from the house - there were fragments of mirrors scattered all over the room, which made people upset just looking at it .

He didn't want to go to places with too many people, and he couldn't find anything else to do besides reading, so he searched around carefully and found a place suitable for killing time.The location of this second-hand bookstore is remote, and there are few people there. There are not many people on the second floor, and the books are covered with dust.Although he felt that reading white books in the bookstore was not very good, he still allowed himself to spend a day here, and the books he had read on the window sill were piled up in a stack.

I'd better buy two and go back later - Liao Qingshu thought so, opened the book in his hand, suddenly a plain white hand stretched out from the side, went straight past him, picked out a book from the books he had finished reading, The neatly manicured nails tapped on the cover, and a soft voice sounded in my ears: "Shan Hai Jing, do you like this?"

Liao Qingshu turned her head suddenly, only to realize that there was an extra boy beside her at some point, about the same height as herself, looking gentle and delicate, wearing a gray sweater, with a white bandage wrapped around her neck.

"Just take a look." Liao Qingshu whispered, and unconsciously distanced herself from the other party. The boy didn't care, and put the book back with a chuckle: "I'm offended."

"No, no, nothing." Liao Qingshu hurriedly said.Immediately, the boy put away all the books he had read one by one: "Have you read it? I will put it back after reading it."

"Huh?" Liao Qingshu was slightly taken aback, "You, you are..."

"I'm a relative of the bookstore owner, and I'm here to help." The boy said lightly, "Seeing that you've been here all day, I can't bother you if you're absorbed in reading."

"Ah, that, I'm so sorry." Liao Qingshu felt embarrassed, and quickly pulled out two books from the stack of books, "I'll pay for these later."

"Thank you in advance." The boy smiled, pushed the book aside, turned to look at Liao Qingshu curiously, "Do you live near here? I've never seen you before."

Liao Qingshu shook her head: "No, I just... moved here."

"Moving here? No way." The boy blinked and leaned over suddenly, "I think you were driven here."

Liao Qingshu was at a loss for words for a moment, staring at the boy's dark eyes, suddenly felt a little dizzy.

"Isn't it?" The boy smiled triumphantly, stepped back, took out a piece of fruit candy, put it in his mouth, and threw another one to Liao Qingshu casually, "Look at you, you look like a lost dog."

Liao Qingshu opened the candy and ate it, one cheek was swollen: "Is it obvious?"

"Of course, it looks like a kid abandoned by the sheep." The boy said casually, but Liao Qingshu's heart sank when he heard it: "It's better for the sheep."

"How to say?"

"It's just...you thought you were a sheep, a black goat. Although you look different from others, you are similar in essence. But it turns out that you are actually a wolf...then there is nothing else to do but leave the flock. The way." Liao Qingshu muttered, biting open the candy, the pieces lingered on the tip of the tongue, leaving a slightly sour sweet taste.

"It seems to be so." The boy nodded thoughtfully, "but the question is, what is the so-called 'flock'? What is the so-called 'sheep'?"

"Ok?"

"As a wolf, you want to be among the sheep, don't you think it's ridiculous?" The boy raised his eyes to Liao Qingshu, his eyes were terribly bright under the light, "As a wolf, you have to behave like a sheep." Judging and restraining oneself is even more ridiculous."

"What are you talking about..." Liao Qingshu frowned, turned her head and glanced out the window unconsciously, then fell silent immediately.

The night fell, and the scenery outside the window was shrouded in darkness.Through the dirty window glass, Liao Qingshu saw the reflection of the person beside her.

The heads of the seven ferocious birds were raised high, but the two long headless necks were hanging limply, all covered with thick bandages.Deep red was constantly oozing from the bandage, and a drop happened to leak on the window sill, making a corroding sound of "chih".