Sipi

52. Wonderful experience

When Wen Yue woke up, the bright moon was shining in the sky.

His mind went blank, unable to remember what he had seen or what had happened before.

He didn't even understand why he was sitting on the cold ground. Just as he was about to get up from the ground, he found that his limbs were numb and weak, and it seemed that more than half of his strength had been taken away.

The moon was sparse, and the blackbirds flew south in flocks.The crow's wings were stacked one on top of the other, forming a black mass, passing over his head, and the hoarse and undulating calls resounded through the sky, sad and desolate, and it sounded unreasonably irritating.

The evening breeze blows across his face, leaving a bit of coolness, which is unexpectedly comfortable, teaching his chaotic mind to wake up instantly.

After Wen Yue sorted out his thoughts, he found that his memory stayed until he was chased by Rhubarb all the way, and Rhubarb snatched his dice and vomited it to Kang Ningmeng.As for what happened later, when Kang Ningmeng left, why Wen Yue lay on the ground and slept until midnight, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember it.

It's like amnesia, but the amnesia is special. I haven't forgotten the important things, but I just forgot what happened before.

After he confirmed that he had not lost any money, he suddenly had an absurd idea that he and Kang Ningmeng accidentally discovered an extremely bad thing, such as a murder case or something.In order not to let himself leak any information, the murderer used a special method to make himself lose all memory about that incident, including the murderer's voice, appearance and modus operandi.

The more Wen Yue thinks this way, the more interesting he finds it.

As for why the murderer didn't kill him but made him lose his memory, Wen Yue could only attribute the reason to the fact that the murderer was unrestrained, different from ordinary people's thoughts, and he, a mortal, couldn't figure it out.

Wen Yue's mind has been able to successfully visualize the scenes he imagined, one scene after another, exciting, thrilling, extremely smooth, very reasonable, and even a little scary at the end.

"I'm really born to be a good material for writing novels!" Wen Yue clapped his hands and said happily, "This story will definitely be sought after by readers!"

Wen Yue, who loves his job and works hard, immediately took out a pen and paper, scribbled and wrote on the paper with the pen by feeling the black, regardless of whether the words could be read clearly.

He kept one thing in mind: if you have an idea, you must write it down, and you can't let it slip away.

So, in the silent late night, Wen Yue sat cross-legged in the dark alley, writing and writing, occasionally moving his sore wrist.

The flock of blackbirds flew back together more than once, circling and singing above Wen Yue's head, as if deliberately disturbing Wen Yue who was concentrating on it.

Wen Yue endured the noise attack from the black birds, and wanted to continue writing his own story, but the black birds kept screaming, forcing him intolerable.

He casually grabbed a handful of pebbles, but he heard the blackbird's cry changed, and the originally neat flock of birds began to disintegrate.

At some point, a big bird appeared in the sky, with a towering and shining crown, huge wings, and colorful feathers, which were incompatible with the black and monotonous flock of blackbirds.

It swung its huge wings and attacked the flock of blackbirds, aggressively.

The black bird couldn't escape, it kept whining, and its black feathers fluttered and fell on Wen Yue's shoulders and hands.

Feeling pity for Wen Yue, he flicked his fingers, and the four stones flew through the air with the wind, like sparks, and hit the eyes, abdomen, wings and webbed feet of the big bird at the same time.

The badly injured monster bird howled several times, flapped its wings and flew away from the place.

Blackbirds are nimble and ferocious, and they appear in groups. It stands to reason that no bird can compete with it alone.

This scene tonight is really bizarre.

Wen Yue let go, and the remaining stones fell to the ground one after another.

"It seems to be an ominous omen." He muttered to himself, and the flock of blackbirds above his head were still circling for a long time, unwilling to leave.

He thought those black birds were thanking him for saving his life, but unexpectedly, white spots fell from mid-air, fresh and hot.

Wen Yue reacted very quickly, and dodged sideways, without any bird feces from the black bird.

"This bunch of white-eyed birds!" Wen Yue was so angry that he went to pick up the stones on the ground again.

The black bird circled at a low level for the last time, passed Wen Yue's eyes, and flew into the distance.

A round white egg landed in Lu Wenyue's palm smoothly.

Well, no matter how hard and tired Wen Yue was, at least he got an egg.

Although... Wen Yue looked at the white egg with bird feathers on his palm, the species of this white egg was unknown.

Compared with Wen Yue, who had been lying unharmed all afternoon in the alley, Kang Ningmeng could be said to be lucky or unlucky.

When Kang Ningmeng opened his eyes, he was startled by the gloomy mask that came into view.

The masked culprit chuckled, "I've never seen you so timid before."

Kang Ningmeng patted his little heart.

Nonsense, he used to be in the form of a dog, facing that mask every day.Love can develop over time, let alone just getting used to a mask.

The person wearing the mask is the owner of Kang Ningmeng in the dog form, the third owner of Kang Ningzhuang, and Kang Ning Ling, the younger brother of Kang Ning Tao and Kang Ning Wei.

Kang Ningling has a weird personality. When he was young, he encountered a fire and his entire face was burned. Therefore, he wore a mask for many years and never took off the mask to show others, and he was even reluctant to see others.

Kang Ningmeng's return to human form was already in Kang Ningling's prediction, but Kang Ningling still looked Kang Ningmeng up and down with intriguing eyes.

"So you look like this..." Kang Ningling sighed, "No wonder..."

Kang Ningmeng was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't know how to address Kang Ningling.According to the previous relationship, Kang Ningmeng should call Kang Ningling the master, but if he really called him the master, there would be a strange subtlety for no reason, and he would be extremely ashamed.

Kang Ningmeng can always relate that the maid wears cat ears, bends over to reveal a large piece of white flesh, has a cute smile, and shyly shouts, "Master~" The ending must be sweet, like a big undulating wave.

Kang Ningling always said half of what he said, and it was very annoying. The more you wanted to know, the more he refused to say it.

Kang Ningmeng knew that Kang Ningling had the ability to predict the future, but he also knew that Kang Ningling never revealed the future easily.

If it weren't for Kang Ningling's hint, Kang Ningmeng would not be able to return to human form.

Kang Ningling came to Kang Ningmeng this time just to reminisce about the past in a quiet way, simply staring.

Having seen enough, Kang Ningling turned around and pressed a mechanism on the edge of the table.

The place where Kang Ningmeng was lying moved suddenly, and part of it sank to the ground, revealing the stone steps that went deep into the ground.

Kang Ningling half leaned on the chair, a little lazy, "Go straight along the stone steps."

Kang Ningmeng walked a few steps in a daze, then remembered something, stuck out half of his head, and asked Kang Ningling, "Then what is the end of this road?"

Kang Ningling smiled, "You'll know when you get to the end."

Kang Ningmeng believed that Kang Ningling would not harm him, so he prepared to go down honestly.

When he walked up about twenty steps, a sentence came from above his head, "I hope this is the last time we meet."

As soon as the words fell, the light on Kang Ningmeng's roof also disappeared.

The author has something to say: I will add a small theater after playing with my younger brother, everyone loves you so much (^з^)