The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

Higgins and Ray went out and didn't come back until evening.

At that time, He Lang was already sitting by the window in a guest room.He went out for a stroll in the afternoon and experienced the local customs.But because the festive atmosphere of Fuzhao'en's grace is too strong, it is difficult for He Lang to distinguish whether what he sees and hears is local characteristics or festival characteristics.

But what does it matter?

He Lang was sitting by the window facing the street, looking towards the street.Even at night, the streets are still very lively, with lanterns and festoons, and the sound of drums and music.Sitting in his hotel room, he could see the vendors hawking along the street, the crowds coming and going, and the audience gathered around the wandering art troupe in the distance.

Everyone was focused on what was in front of them. No one cared about the third-floor window of the hotel along the street. There was a man whose eyes stayed on the street.

He Lang maintained the posture of looking down for a long time, sometimes looking at the sky.The building on the opposite side blocked the line of sight, making it impossible to see very far.But when He Lang went to the street, he heard that if he looked far away from the tallest building in the town, he might see the spire of the temple in the nearby city.A special ritual of shining grace is currently going on in the temple. If one goes there, all illnesses, troubles, and dark thoughts will be eliminated, as if the whole body is illuminated by light.

And there are many temples like this in the entire alliance.

During the grace period, there were not many people who went to these temples to bathe in the power of light, so cities with temples must be more lively than towns.Even most of the people who are still in this town are planning to go to the temple during the festival.

"Higgins... Maybe he went to the temple with that guy..."

He Lang guessed wildly.If in his own world, someone introduced to him that there is such a festival and such a temple that can get rid of all negative states, He Lang would definitely scoff at such a statement.But when he came here, to this world where Song Lin had lived for nearly a thousand years, he suddenly felt that anything was possible.

Higgins is a necromancer, will he also go to bathe in the power of light?

The man was thinking about a lot of things like this, and finally saw Higgins and Ray back under the night.

He watched Higgins approaching, and Higgins seemed to sense something. When he walked downstairs, he raised his head and looked at him.

Ray followed suit and looked up.

Then the three of them didn't say anything, and didn't even make any unnecessary movements. Higgins and Lei looked away and entered the hotel's gate.

In the distance, the sound of drum music is still ringing, and it will stay up all night with the carnival people.

Not long after returning to the hotel, Higgins came to He Lang's room as scheduled.

Lei followed all the way, but Higgins looked back, smiled embarrassingly, and stopped outside the door.

Higgins closed the door in front of the soldiers, and even made a sound-proof barrier.Although his back was almost turned to the magic circle drawn by He Lang, He Lang still recognized what it was from his fingertips sliding rapidly.After all, Higgins and Song Lin are the same soul, and their gestures when casting the magic circle are exactly the same.

Then, Higgins turned to He Lang.

He Lang pointed to the window: "Do you want to close it?"

Higgins pulled a chair and sat down: "No."

Everything seemed natural, as if they were already familiar with each other.But when the two finally sat down face to face alone, suddenly the two became silent again, and neither spoke.

Higgins didn't seem to care the slightest bit about this quiet and even awkward atmosphere. His eyes fell on He Lang and he sized him up twice.If Song Lin was looking at him like this, He Lang would have been unable to sit still.But the way Higgins looked at He Lang was not joking, only probing, and even serious.That's why He Lang was able to realize that in Higgins' eyes, he was not so much a person as he was a pure walking dead spirit and golden bone.

After looking at each other silently for a while, He Lang finally felt that it was time to break the silence, otherwise would it be a waste of the night?But this man actually couldn't think of any topic. After thinking about it, he asked a very irrelevant question: "Do you... like to eat lamb chops?"

When this question was asked, even the well-informed Higgins was a little confused: "...what?"

"During lunch, I heard Lei say that you like to eat lamb chops." Anyway, He Lang had already asked the question, so He Lang simply made it clearer, "He made a lot for you."

"Oh, you said this." Higgins responded calmly, "Actually, I don't like to eat."

This time it was He Lang's turn to be at a loss: "...Huh?"

Don't like to eat Lei and keep making bowls for him?Moreover, Higgins ate all the ones in the bowl, didn't you see any reluctance on his face?

Higgins probably saw He Lang's doubts, and explained again: "I don't have any special favorites or dislikes, that's just Lei's catchphrase."

He Lang: "...Oh." Well, to put it simply, Lei thought he was spoiling Higgins, but Higgins was actually spoiling Lei.To put it simply, these two people are spreading dog food.

He Lang felt that he was already somewhat immune, but he was still unavoidably a little irritable.

But his insignificant question, after all, opened up the conversation box.Higgins finally gets down to business: "Where the hell are you from?"

"It's hard to explain this question clearly." He Lang thought for a while, "Before I answer you, can you tell me where this is?"

"Here? This is the Redia Continent, the Redian Alliance." Higgins replied, "The name of this town is..."

He Lang interrupted him: "You know that's not what I asked."

"I don't know what you want to ask." Higgins and the man looked at each other, and replied lightly, "What are you doubting? You are obviously the one who broke into this world, but you still doubt the origin of a local?"

I don't doubt you, but I suspect that there are problems in the whole world.He Lang looked at Higgins, squinted his eyes and said, "Why don't we put aside these issues and talk about something simple."

"Ok?"

"You can feel the contract on me, can't you?" He Lang leaned forward a little, carefully observing the expression of the necromancer, "You know whose contract it is, right?"

"Yes, not right." Higgins replied lightly, "I have never seen you, but you carry my contract on you. What a miracle."

"I can't hear anything magical from your tone." He Lang stared at Higgins with eagle eyes, "You admitted that this is your contract, but you said before that you are not my 'master' ’, just because you don’t know me?”

"Of course not." Higgins' expression remained unchanged. "I just don't want to easily admit that I didn't make the contract with my own hands. I'm curious as to who can make the contract to such an extent that even let me in the first place. When I saw it, I thought it was my contract."

"Think?"

"Yes, I think. But it's not mine, after all, I can't hide it from my eyes." Higgins narrowed his eyes, "It's me, and it's not me..."

"it's me'."

The third voice suddenly sounded in the room, and Higgins grabbed a magic staff out of thin air in an instant, and entered the state of preparation; but He Lang jumped up immediately, looking around in surprise: "Song Lin?!"

wow——

Following the man's words, Song Lin's body suddenly appeared in the room, not far from He Lang's.With black hair and black eyes, and a short-sleeved T-shirt, the young man looks like he just wants to go for a walk.The only difference from the walker is that he holds a hornet in his hand.

That was He Lang's queen bee.

Higgins, who was still holding on to his staff for defense, was stunned when he saw Song Lin: "You..."

Song Lin glanced at him, but didn't reply. Instead, he said to the man who was striding forward, "Did you have a good chat?"

"Young Master Song, can you stop sarcasm at me?" Seeing Song Lin, He Lang's drifting mood stabilized, and he stood in front of the young man, "I tried to leave, but it didn't work... Where the hell is this?"

"...You have a lot of face after following the advice of your own pet." Song Lin stuffed the queen bee in his hand to He Lang, and explained lightly, "As you advance, it has evolved the ability to recall and devour memories. , can follow our connected magic path to my memory level. There is a view that memory also carries spiritual power, so it may just want to devour my memory and improve my spiritual power. As for you, because you just entered The level is successful, but the consciousness is still unstable, so it is unlucky to be kicked in by the way."

After such a long string, He Lang actually understood: "You mean this is...!"

"Well, I was careless. There will be a period of instability after you enter the advanced stage, and it will take advantage of your loopholes. If I don't defend you, it will succeed." Even though he said something that sounded scary, Song Lin still looked calm , "How many days have you been here?"

"It's not even a day yet..."

"Then it shouldn't have time to swallow anything." Song Lin concluded, and then said, "Let's go, control it, let it help you escape."

"...Ah?" Of course He Lang wanted to leave, but he left so suddenly, he felt as if there was something left to do, "But what do you do?"

"This is my place, isn't it easy for me to escape?" Song Lin replied, "Why, do you still want to take a ten-day in-depth tour?"

"Of course not!" Song Lin said just now that this would eat up his memory, how could He Lang dare to wait for a long time.It's just that it's rare for a man to know about Song Lin's past, and he didn't ask anything about it...

Forget it, Song Lin's memory and mental strength are important, let's talk about other things.

In just a few seconds, He Lang decided which is more important.He was about to control the queen bee out when Higgins, who had been standing behind, suddenly said, "Wait...!"

He Lang and Song Lin turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

Higgins stared straight at Song Lin, there seemed to be many meanings in his eyes, but there seemed to be nothing in them.In contrast, Song Lin looked back with a much calmer expression.

He Lang looked at Higgins, then at Song Lin.

"You..." Higgins finally spoke, with an extremely rare hesitation and doubt on his face.He stared at Song Lin, paused for several seconds, and finally asked the whole sentence: "Have you done anything that you regret?"

Song Lin raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

"...Interesting." The young man looked at his past self, as if he was talking to another person, "Did you suddenly 'ask your heart' in this situation..."

Higgins seemed to completely block words such as "memory" and "my place", and just looked at Song Lin intently, as if he only wanted an answer from the young man.They are obviously one person, one past and one future.Face to face at this moment, but showing a completely different state.

As the only informed "viewer" at the scene, He Lang felt that this scene was really too divided.

"I can answer this question." Song Lin unexpectedly responded positively, "Whether I regret it or not, I have made a decision and walked on. For things that cannot be repeated, cherish them in memory. OK."

This answer is a bit strange, and it is difficult for others to understand.But what does it matter?Song Lin didn't say it for others to hear.

Higgins showed some complicated looks: "So, you actually regretted it."

"Regret is a normal emotion of a person, and I don't need to escape it." Song Lin replied, "But time will only move forward, and I am the same. No matter what I get is sadness or happiness, I will face it honestly. Because That’s how you can stand here so clearly.”

Higgins frowned: "I..."

"Higgins, are you alright?"

With a loud roar, the tall warrior broke through the door, with no concealment of anxiety and worry on his face: "I feel that there is a third person in the room, you are okay..."

Lei who rushed in spoke while scanning the room, when his eyes fell on Song Lin, he stopped suddenly.

"You..." He showed a hesitant look, and then strode over, "Are you..."

He Lang, who had been standing behind the young man, raised his hand suddenly, covering Song Lin's eyes with his big palm. He leaned into the young man's ear and whispered, "Let's go."

Swah——

The queen bee's wings that were pinched in the man's hand trembled, and Song Lin and He Lang, who was holding him halfway, disappeared instantly.

[The author has something to say: Song Lin: It's interesting to face your past self. 】