flower and big devil

Yes, at this moment, in Luo Xiu's hands is an insect egg the size of a grain of rice.

——Pure white, without dirt, in good health, just like a lovely rice grain, when Luo Xiu opened his palm, he even had the illusion that this thing was still shining under the sunlight.

But no matter how beautiful it is, it is still the descendant of fucking insects.

A brief silence.

Luo Xiu felt that his hair was standing up and singing the national anthem. If he still had the illusion that he was in some normal sanatorium last second, then it would be great. Now he finally realized that he had sent himself into a sanatorium. In a madhouse!The dark-haired young man felt goosebumps all over his body, and it took him a lot of effort not to let himself throw the tooth in his hand to the smiling but extremely neurotic face in front of him— —

"What is this?" The black-haired young man asked knowingly.

"Flea offspring." Alicia replied cheerfully.

"..." Fuck you, Luo Xiu thought while biting his "Really? Back molars".

He lowered his head and looked at the tooth that was stuffed into his palm like a treasure by a woman, holding back his nausea. When he picked it up from the palm of his right hand with the two fingers of his left hand, he felt that the tooth had left the palm of his hand. That piece of skin immediately gained the ability to breathe again—on the contrary, he felt that the thumb and middle finger of his left hand holding the tooth were about to rot...

"What's the use?" Luo Xiu heard his own dry voice say, "It's hard to believe that this is the offspring of fleas, you see, I mean if fleas really have... offspring - this thing is better than twenty fleas. Fleas add up to size."

"You shouldn't refute me, Alice." Alicia said reproachfully, looking at the mocking black-haired young man in front of her.

"...I'm really sorry." Luo Xiu curled his lips without much sincerity, and discovered that the name "Alice" has such a magical power like never before—for example, in the past twenty years, he has never He found that every time people called this name, he would have the urge to go berserk.

"You can use it to repel the pigeons that try to bring you strange infectious diseases," Alicia thought for a while, her eyes widened, and she looked around—as if there were only her and her in the corridor at this time. It seems that there are other people besides Luo Xiu, and this woman, after being mysterious and pretending, finally looked into the eyes of the black-haired young man in front of her as if she mustered up her courage and said, "Actually, they are from the polluted angels. Crows by the Lake."

"By Angel Lake?"

"It used to be." Alicia said with a serious face, "Now they are polluted, because someone connected it to the Styx of hell."

"..."

Luo Xiu found out that he shouldn't be talking to him—now he's being punished, you see, the topic started to unfold, and everything went smoothly, as if he was so good at talking to psychopaths.

"Those demons are used to masquerading as peaceful doves, but it may not be difficult to identify them. When the doves turned into demons meet you, their eyes will change from normal black to red. If you see a dove with red eyes , that means you have to pay attention to everyone around you... Be careful of pigeons, Alice, they will make you incapacitated!"

"They won't."

"They will!" Alicia showed a rather persistent expression, "The molars of the fleas can be used as amulets, so that they can't bring you to the devil."

When Luo Xiu first heard the word "devil king", Luo Xiu had to admit that his heart beat a little faster-this reminded him of the reason why he came here... But after a long silence, he suddenly realized Realizing who he was talking to, the black-haired young man moved his lips with difficulty: "The devil...?"

Alicia looked delighted and nodded, her eyes seemed to be looking at a child who had finally enlightened: "Huh?"

"Why do the demons turn their eyes red when they meet me?"

"Because you are Alice."

"..."

"Understand, Alice?"

"..."

"Where are you going, Alice?"

"..."

"Do you want to go outside? - Don't go to the back garden, you shouldn't give that little bitch Maria a chance to meet Lord Uzrok behind everyone's back! - Alice, you hear me Have you spoken, Alice—"

But at this moment, the answer to the woman standing on tiptoe and looking forward at the end of the corridor was only the back of the black-haired young man striding away without hesitation, and when he went downstairs, every foot seemed to be full of blood. The sound of an angry "dong dong" going downstairs...

Luo Xiu left the corridor on the second floor with a blank expression as if fleeing. When he turned around the spiral staircase and saw the statue of the goddess with folded hands in prayer again, he finally felt that the anger in his heart had subsided a little—and It wasn't because he felt that he was being fooled. On the contrary, Luo Xiu felt that the fact that his heart beat faster when he heard Alicia say the word "devil king"... was really ridiculous.

Like an idiot.

He is really oversensitive.

The black-haired young man sighed softly. When he subconsciously raised his hand to rub his hair to relax for a while, he unexpectedly discovered that the damned egg was still tightly held in his palm subconsciously... Won't hatch? ... The black-haired young man stopped and stood on the last step of the spiral staircase. He lowered his head and looked at the egg for a long time, as if he was about to blow flames from his eyes and burn it to ashes at any moment. It seemed——finally, when he realized what he had done, he had already stuffed the offspring of fleas into his trouser pocket.

Very snug jeans, enough to fully expose the boy's slender legs. This is the pair of pants that Luo Xiu is most satisfied with. When he looks in the mirror, he even feels that his pouty buttocks have become very sexy and charming enough. Down all the men and women in the world—

But probably absolutely not including any madman.

Luo Xiu curled his lips, and when he realized that he himself had sent himself into this boring world where no one could appreciate his buttocks and frowned, he had already pushed open the heavy door of the main building and came back to Buddha Luo The vestibule of the gate yard—the sculpture of a little angel playing a trumpet is naked, and the clear fountain flows into the pool from the small trumpet in its hand, making a reassuring sound of running water repeatedly; the sun shines through the shadows of tall trees Under the light, it was still as warm as when he walked in front of this crumbling building.

At the same time, a huge bell rang above Luo Xiu's head.

The bell struck fifteen, exactly three o'clock in the afternoon.

At first, the black-haired young man was startled by the ringing of the clock, but when he looked up with his eyes wide open, he found that there was indeed a clock tower standing behind the main building, a very old clock, There is a huge pendulum hanging below, and every second, the pendulum will swing with a click...

When Luo Xiu looked at him, a group of pure white pigeons flew out from under the pendulum of the big clock. They fluttered their pure wings and made a "cooing" sound like beautiful music. The feather fluttered down from the sky and just landed at Luo Xiu's feet.

The black-haired young man narrowed his eyes slightly. He raised his head and looked at these pigeons flying in groups in the cloudless blue sky as if fascinated by the almost dazzling sunlight—however, Luo Xiu didn't expect In addition, these pigeons did not fly far away, they got lower and lower, and kept circling within the range of Futu Monroe Courtyard, refusing to leave...

In the end, they disappeared behind the huge ancient Gothic building behind Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu subconsciously took a step towards the back of the building——

[Don't go to the backyard. 】

Alijia's misty and ethereal voice rang strangely in the ears of the black-haired young man at this moment.

Luo Xiu frowned and stopped walking. He raised his hand and rubbed the sore brows that had been exposed to the sun for too long. It was very strange that he found that when he looked up at the pigeons just now, his eyes hadn't formed. Any discomfort, even, he has a terrible attachment of "if those pigeons fly there for a lifetime, then I will stand here and watch for a lifetime".

But at this moment, just as the black-haired young man was trying to relax the sore corners of his eyes, suddenly, he heard the very three-dimensional fluttering sound of wings in his ears, he was stunned, and subconsciously put down his hand , but took a closer look and found a white dove that had escaped from the flock.

At this moment, the white pigeon was flapping its wings and jumping around at Luo Xiu's feet—it seemed that standing on flat ground was not something it was good at.

It's just that when Luo Xiu lowered his head to look at it, the pigeon seemed to have sensed something. It stopped flopping and raised its neck to look at the black-haired young man standing at his feet—it was crooked. Tilting his head, he let out a cute cry of "cuckoo". When those mung bean-like black eyes and the black-haired young man looked at each other, they were full of curiosity.

This is a little guy who is not afraid of life.

Luo Xiu showed a smile. He squatted down, stretched out a finger and rubbed the neck of this pure white pigeon, and the other party seemed to enjoy his movements very much. It spread its wings and closed its eyes. , greedily rubbing his head back and forth against the gentle fingertip that caressed him——

At this time, Luo Xiu unexpectedly smelled a trace of blood in the air.

The black-haired young man frowned subconsciously. He stretched out his hand and gently picked up the white pigeon from the ground. When it squatted quietly in his palm with a "coo-coo", he spread its wings. He took a look - as expected, on the right wing, he saw a piece of dried blood, which polluted the pigeon's white feathers into a mess, and there was a very thin iron wire inserted into the part where the wing connected to the body .

Probably the pigeon accidentally got hooked on the barbed wire while following the flock of pigeons in and out of play.

Luo Xiu carefully pulled out the barbed wire from the pigeon's body. This small movement caused the white pigeon in his hand to flap its wings violently - of course, the pigeon will also feel pain... However, this bird The pigeon seemed to really know that the black-haired young man in front of him was helping him. Instead of resisting, it stretched out the bird peck, and intimately bit the soft flesh in the black-haired young man's hand.

Still screaming "cuckoo"——

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at the same time, Luo Xiu felt as if he heard the response of the pigeons that landed in the backyard and let out a "coo coo".

"That sends you back to the pigeons."

Luo Xiu smiled and held the white dove in his palm, feeling its warm body against his palm. The black-haired young man carefully held it and walked slowly towards the back garden——

……

The Buddha Monroe was once a church, and judging by what it looks like today, the man who repurposed the abandoned church has kept it as original as possible—and that includes being free in its back garden during the years it was abandoned Growing wild flowers and grasses and trees...

More than ten years is enough to turn this once exquisite back garden into a dense forest reborn with all kinds of herbs.

Luo Xiu used his shoulder to push open the big rusty iron door, still gently and carefully holding the injured pigeon in his palm, while gently comforting the injured little guy with his other hand, But the eyes never stopped looking around, purple wild flowers, green weeds, and pink wild roses spreading everywhere on the railing of the backyard. The air is filled with a soothing smell mixed with earth and flowers.

The eyes of the black-haired young man finally fell on the towering tree in the center of the backyard.

It has luxuriant branches and leaves, and the shadow of its extended branches and leaves almost covers the entire backyard. The sunlight casts down from the gaps in its branches and leaves, forming dots of mottled light trails on the ground. When the warm wind blows, the branches and leaves make a pleasant sound. There is a rustling sound... On the branches, there are faint "cuckoo" pigeon calls one after another——

The pigeons are here.

As if he heard the call of his companions, Luo Xiu felt that the little thing he held in his hand seemed to become restless. It flapped its wings, allowing the smell of blood to disperse in the air again, and in the next second, even Without waiting for Luo Xiu to make any move, it spread its wings again, changed its previous weak image, and flew away from the black-haired young man's palm almost without hesitation and can't wait——

Luo Xiu followed it and trotted a few steps.

When the black-haired young man raised his head all the way and chased after the pigeon stopped, he found that he had reached the thick trunk of the towering tree—but the white pigeon with which he had saved his life was The fluttering white wings lightly landed on a slender knuckle wearing a white glove.

A tall man sat on a tree.

He was sitting between some thick branches in the middle of the big tree, his slender and strong legs stretched lazily and comfortably, and the white archbishop robe was ironed with golden piping, and the exquisitely embroidered dark patterns seemed to indicate the identity of the person wearing it. How noble, and his face—

Luo Xiu opened his eyes slightly.

He had never seen such a handsome man.

His tall nose, his thin lips that seem to be slightly hooked when he purses them, his sword-like eyebrows make him look calm and majestic, and his healthy wheat-colored skin keeps him away from all the negative things like "sissy". vocabulary.

"I thought you were lingering in the rice paddies that the villagers were drying and couldn't bear to come back. You were injured, poor little guy."

The man sitting on the tree raised his other hand without gloves, and affectionately rubbed the white pigeon that landed on his finger. When he spoke, his voice was low and magnetic, as if it was the most beautiful pigeon. The bass from the elegant orchestral instrument... When the man let out a deep smile, the black-haired young man standing under the tree subconsciously held his breath. At this second, he seemed to be able to see the back of the man sitting on the branch at this moment Invisibly stretched out countless pairs of white wings!

Uzrock.

Known as the "holy from the Bible" man.

At this second, Luo Xiu heard his blood seem to be rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head at this moment, and all the blood rushed back to his heart, his heart was beating too fast—as if the next second would The craziest thing just popped out of his chest!

The black-haired young man swallowed his saliva - he took a step back, subconsciously wanting to escape from the terrifyingly perfect picture in front of him, but to his surprise, his trousers bumped into a clump of wild flowers at this moment The rustling sound disturbed the man sitting on the branch who was concentrating on talking to the injured white pigeon——

When the smile on Uzrock's face paused slightly, and when he lowered his head in surprise on that perfect angel's face, his gaze was the same as standing under the tree with his head up and looking at him innocently. His black pupils collided!

"........."

The moment he looked at the man, Luo Xiu felt that if someone appeared now and asked him to die immediately, he would not have any complaints - he had never felt this way since he was a child. All the cells in his body were screaming, when all the brain thinking lost the ability to think, God knows how much he wanted to grab his hair and throw himself directly from the backyard into the pool in the front yard to calm down for a while!

Luo Xiu swore that he had never seen such strange eyes——

One side is golden as bright as stars, while the other side is as red as blood.

But at this moment, this pair of beautiful pupils like purebred Persian cats were looking at him in surprise, not even for a moment.