[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

I almost overlooked the number plate No.18 that passed by. The mottled rust stains on the number plate showed that the owner of this house did not know how to clean at all.

Eighteen tentatively pushed the door, it was locked, he thought for a while, took out a thin copper wire from his trouser pocket, twisted it into a thin twist, rummaged in the keyhole for a while, and the door opened .

The room was pitch black, Shiba took a step carefully, and whispered: "Mumu?"

Touching the wall, Shiba was surprised to find that apart from no windows, there was no light source in the room.

What kind of place is this poor star? !

Just as he was hesitating whether to go in, Shiba suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from the silent room. He turned his head vigilantly, and the source of the sound was in the room on the right.

"Mumu...is that you?"

While shouting in a low voice, he moved lightly and cautiously towards the door. He had already used his mental strength to the extreme, but it was a pity that he didn't hear any more sound.

Shiba thought for a while, picked up a wooden stick at the base of the wall, and gently poked the door——

"squeak……"

The door was slowly pushed open, it turned out to be ajar.Eighteen looked sideways, and it was also pitch black inside, no way!Anyway, go in and have a look!

Shiba squeezed the wooden stick tightly and placed it in front of him in a special posture. This can play a decisive role in unexpected situations. Shiba will never believe that he heard it wrong just now. There are only two possibilities— —

One, Yin Mumu has not completely lost consciousness.

Second, besides myself, there are other outsiders in the room!

Sure enough, the moment he stepped into the room, a sharp light flashed across the corner of Shiba's eyes, and he immediately swung the wooden stick in his hand towards the light—half of the cutting edge was intercepted.

A strange man in the shadows looked fierce, unable to hit him with one blow, he simply dropped the knife and attacked with bare hands, probably because he saw Shiba's deceptive figure and appearance, and felt contemptuous.

So he immediately suffered a loss.

Eighteen One kicked him on the cheek sideways, and before he could react, he rushed forward and snapped off the man's hands and feet, then tied the broken hands and feet together with a belt, ignoring him to kill a pig screaming and scolding unbelievably, got up and began to check the person on the bed——

It's Yin Mumu.

He was pale, lying unconscious on the bed, sweat slipped from his temples, typical symptoms of mental impairment, Shiba patted his cheek, and called his name a few times, Yin Mumu didn't respond at all, just When he was in a state of anxiety, the man who was thrown at the foot of the bed was so annoyed that Ai Ai howled, Shiba raised his eyebrows, and kicked the man's ass: "I'll chop your head off again!"

The man stopped his voice immediately, held back for a while, but still couldn't hold back, and whispered: "...it hurts..."

"It hurts!" Eighteen was extremely angry, and he didn't know who cut himself with a knife first: "Who are you? What are you doing here? What's your relationship with Mumu? Where is the hospital of the poor star? I'm not telling the truth. I will chop you up now!"

The man shivered, and said in a crying voice: "Forgive me... I... I see that he hasn't opened the door for several days, and he wants to come in to wipe something... If you forgive me, spare me, I'll pay whatever you want."

Eighteen was noncommittal: "Where is the hospital?"

The man yelled loudly: "Are you a foreigner? There is no hospital in this place, but there is one in the ancient martial arts arena. The fees are scary. Where can the locals have the money to see someone like me who was injured by you?" , can only recover on their own, and those who can afford to go to the hospital are all rich people, and they all live in the city center!"

Eighteen ignored him, thought for a while, got up and knocked the man unconscious with a stick, then climbed onto Yin Mumu, closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against his...

Eighteen This is the first time to use mental power to heal others.

His mental power is slightly stronger than his physical body, but without a doubt, Yin Mumu's sea of ​​consciousness still frightened him firmly.

Everyone's sea of ​​consciousness is built with the most familiar or most dreamed building, and its function is to protect the depositor's soul from damage.People who practice spiritual skills will build and strengthen the scenes in the sea of ​​consciousness together when their skills are improving, and ordinary people without this kind of talent, sometimes, will come from time to time in fantasies or dreams. to this place.

It is enough to see how secret and important the sea of ​​consciousness is to a person.

Eighteen's own sea of ​​consciousness is a golden beach with sunny coconut trees and blue waves. When he was practicing in the sect, he often heard the beautiful scenery of the world described by his brothers who had returned from training, and what attracted him most was the vast expanse. world.

But Yin Mumu is different.

As soon as he entered his sea of ​​consciousness, Shiba immediately had the illusion that he was still in the real world.

Nothing had changed, the same dark, dilapidated room.The musty air, the mottled walls, and Yin Mumu was lying quietly on the bed at this moment, exactly like a wounded body.

"Mumu?"

Shiba patted Yin Mumu's cheek, and then couldn't help pinching it.

I didn't notice it at all, Yin Mumu, who had a tough face, had soft cheeks, and it felt so good! ==

This time he did move a bit, his eyelids trembled twice, but they still didn't open.

Shiba's attention was attracted by the pink scar on the corner of his mouth——

It was the first time to look at the scar so closely, Shiba couldn't hold back, and gently traced its edge with his index finger and began to draw...

There is no mark of stitches, it healed by itself, it can be seen that the previous wound was very deep, and it is even possible that it penetrated the whole piece of flesh.

I have to say that if there was no accident this time, Shiba might not have noticed this unknown classmate beside him until he graduated from Kevilla. He gave him an insult in person, but he just endured it silently, without raising a single rebuttal, as if he never wanted to attract anyone's attention, but now, Shiba felt that he seemed to understand the reason for his doing so.

An autistic child who buries himself in a dark, empty room?

It's just the place of birth, so what's there to be ashamed of?

He patted Yin Mumu's cheek, the little movement just now seemed to be a flash in the pan, but now there is no anger at all.

After checking, Yin Mumu's face still bears the wounds from being beaten by Shiba in the ancient martial arts arena. His face is swollen to the size of two, and his eye circles are also blue. It looks like the former national treasure panda. Shiba suddenly Thinking of something, he suddenly opened Yin Mumu's mouth to look, and immediately felt ashamed——

Sure enough, I lost a back molar...

Yin Mumu, I'm sorry for you...

Shiba silently apologized in his heart, then condensed a small ball of anger and squeezed it into a ball, stuffed it from Yin Mumu's mouth, rubbed his throat to make him swallow, then withdrew from Yin Mumu's sea of ​​consciousness, and took it out from the commoner star. The injection specially designed to treat mental power pierced Yin Mumu's temple.Many people in the civilian planet will also be injured in the imaginary world, so this kind of injection is not a prescription drug, but it is not cheap.

The injection worked quickly, Shiba just went out to touch the place and boiled a pot of water, and when he came back, he saw Yin Mumu sitting on the bed and staring at him.

"Okay?" Shiba calmly put hot water on Yin Mumu's bedside, and then leaned over to touch Yin Mumu's forehead, which was actually useless. Yin Mumu seemed to want to escape, but for some reason, he was still stiff Let Shiba succeed.

Shiba felt for a while before realizing that Yin Mumu didn't have a fever, so he retracted his hand in embarrassment and coughed, took out another paper bag of pills from his pocket, mixed it with hot water and handed it over.

Yin Mumu took the medicine, stared blankly at Shiba's face for a while, Shiba was taken aback, and suddenly remembered that Yin Mumu must have a strong sense of vigilance, and that he hastily handed him something strange, I'm afraid...

Shiba felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, just about to explain, but saw Yin Mumu raised his head and swallowed the pills he got...

Then he asked as if he was very familiar with Shiba: "How long have I been dizzy?"

"A few hours", Shiba replied casually, and then sat sideways on his bed with serious eyes, "Do you know that something is wrong with your body?"

Yin Mumu was as wooden as his name, and he didn't respond at all.

Shiba smashed the paper bag that had just wrapped the medicine into a ball on his forehead, and said sharply, "Say!"

Yin Mumu held his forehead and looked at him stupidly, with an old quilt wrapped around his waist, probably a little bit wronged by being smashed, and after a while he replied in a low voice: "Probably a little bit? I have been treated before, The hospital said it couldn't be cured..."

"Then you still go to the ancient martial arts arena?! Do you want to die?!" Eighteen slapped him on the head, as if it was natural to do it like a bad friend who has known him for decades, but Yin Mumu hasn't felt it yet. Something was wrong, but he apologized obediently and in a low voice, and then asked Shiba: "How do you know about my family...?"

Eighteen shook his head around his neck twice, and just about to say something, suddenly there were two slight bumps at the foot of the bed, and the eyes of the two were attracted to them at the same time——

It turned out that the person who was knocked unconscious by Shiba woke up again, and for some reason, this time he couldn't even care about the pain of his broken limbs, and struggled to leave in a hurry.

"Where did this come from?" Yin Mumu suddenly asked, Shiba turned to look at him, and found that his expression became extremely serious for some reason.

Eighteen replied truthfully: "When I first came to you, you met him stealing things in your house. He wanted to chop me with a knife. I caught him and tied him up."

Yin Mumu was about to get out of bed without saying a word, but Shiba hurriedly stopped him: "What are you doing?!"

Yin Mumu pushed Shiba Barrier's hand away, and replied as he walked towards the man: "You are not from the poor star, you don't know, people who can sneak into this street... can't be as simple as stealing things."

He leaned over and pinched the man's face for a look, and immediately sighed: "Sure enough..."

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and Shiba was startled and stretched his head to look, only to see that the man's neck was twisted to the back at a strange angle, plus the hands and feet wrung off by Shiba, and the dead body that was about to fall out. Eyeball, in this dark room, it was extremely scary for a while...

Shiba couldn't believe it: "How did you kill him?" God knows how much effort I wasted trying to maintain his fainted state? !

But even though he asked this question, his heart strangely didn't shake much. With Yin Mumu's fierce fighting spirit on the field, if he said that he had never killed anyone, he would not believe it if he killed Shiba.

Yin Mumu seemed to have just remembered that Shiba was behind him, so he immediately stood up and stood in front of the dead body, as if wanting to cover something, then kicked the head of the dead body back with his heels, and looked at Shiba nervously. Eighth, rubbed his hands on his trousers twice before explaining in a low voice: "He's from the next street... Something happened to my family recently, and he probably didn't come here with any good intentions. I have something here. He They are already counted as the third wave of people..."

Shiba nodded in understanding, that's why.He saw that this man was not a good person in the morning, and there was a faint evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes. Although his facial features were good and buried some of them, the gloom engraved in his eyes and bones could not be covered up casually. Killing him was nothing more than eighteen's unwillingness to wrong a good person. Now that he heard Yin Mumu's words, he guessed that he was very close to ten.

Shiba shrugged and picked up the teapot on the table: "I'm going to refill my glass of water."

Yin Mumu stared blankly at Shiba's back, pinched his cheek hard...it hurts...

Are you dreaming? !

He only realized now, that so-and-so...has come to his house? !

I was still in front of him just now...

Yin Mumu knocked his head remorsefully, it's over, that person must hate himself...

Kicking the dead body lying at his feet, Yin Mumu angrily lifted his bed board by his collar. There was a deep pit underneath. At the bottom of the pit, many bones accumulated together could be faintly seen...

Yin Mumu casually threw the dead bodies in. In Poor Star, every house has several corpse holes to hide the corpses of opponents, enemies, or burglars. After these corpses decompose, It can provide most of the energy for private houses. Some women pretend to be widows who live alone, waiting to kill those hungry bachelors who plan to become flower pickers.

This is the sad poor planet, human beings, at some point, are just materials for making energy.

The author has something to say: I want to send Yin Mumu to jail!

His three views are wrong!