krypton gold law of love

The rain is getting heavier.

They fell from the eaves almost in a line, and Jiang Mian reached out to catch a handful, and then scattered them.

He held the two bells in his hands, and passed the time like turning walnuts.

The guardian spirit murmured that he wanted to go to the bathroom, but he would only go if Lu Yunxiu accompanied him, so Zhou Du disappeared into the corner of the yard with one person and one spirit, feeding Yu Jiangmian alone in a daze of boredom.

"Ugh……"

He is really calmer than him.

Can't guess good or bad, just know that things will not be simple.Jiang Mian waited for a while, but Lu Yunxiu and A Ling seemed to be swallowed by the Zhou family, and Zhou Du didn't even come back.

The surroundings began to become more and more quiet, and the sound of the rain was extremely loud.

Jiang Mian raised his head and looked at the sky. After such a heavy rain, it fell in one breath, and when the clouds cleared, it was another sunny summer day.

It's just that at this moment, it is still wet and pressing on people's hearts, making people want to use dry firewood to heat it up and make it dry and bright.

Jiang Mian shook the mysterious bell in his hand, and the other thorn flower bell was more dull than his. The two rang together, one light and one heavy, like the sound of approaching footsteps.

In the next second, he raised his head and saw a person walking over in the gust of wind and rain without an umbrella.

Dimly, like the noble son in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jiang Mian tilted her head slightly, watching the man getting closer and closer. One second, she seemed to be outside the second door, and the next second, she was closing in on her.

The water curtain on the eaves separated the two of them, and looking at each other was like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water.

Jiang Mian was amused by his own description and smiled shortly, stepped aside half a meter, and said, "Come on, sir, do you still have any preference for being in the rain?"

The man didn't speak, just looked at him in the rainy day, his hair was half-length but not short, soaked by the rain and clung to the side of his face, and guided away any water stains that were not raindrops through this track.

Struggle, forbear, not to let the people in front of you find out.

So Jiang Mian was a little strange, thinking that Mr. Jiu might be a little mentally ill, but a master of metaphysics, a little eccentricity can be understood.

Jiang Mian reached out and squeezed his arm, pulling him up from the rain curtain.

Thousands of voices are isolated, and a small area has a sense of isolation from the "boundary".

He looked sideways, and looked up and down the person in front of him like a stranger.

"Why, I have been observing for so long, have you found anything?"

The man didn't look at him, and he didn't speak, like a dumb and deaf person.

Jiang Mian frowned slowly, unable to see the face of the person in front of him clearly, but felt that he was a little thinner and had a strong appearance.

"I also ask Zhou Du to keep you for me, because I have a few things I want to ask sir."

When a gentleman came out, it seemed that some defense had been broken, Jiang Yufeng interrupted him suddenly, his voice was hoarse as if it contained rusted iron.

"I'm not a gentleman."

Jiang Mian tilted her head: "Then what's your name? How should I call you? I can't call you hello."

He really is still him.

Jiang Yufeng turned to look at him, his lips trembling slightly, and his whole expression was extremely depressed and abnormal.

Jiang Mian took a step back indistinctly.

He didn't forget who the person in front of him was, and what the hell he was, he was already showing friendship at such a close distance.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Jiang Mian Shi Shiran: "You are so capable, you can always tell that I am not human, right? I am so close to you, what if you accidentally kill me?"

He had to rely on his own strength to suppress Lu Yunxiu, the chosen son of heaven, from being a demon.

The person next to him laughed hoarsely as if he had heard some ridiculous joke, and then choked up in an inelegant way, coughing like that, coughing and laughing at the same time, like crazy.

A strange feeling suddenly rose in Jiang Mian's heart, a little twisted, a little nervous, he walked over there helplessly, reached out and patted Jiang Yufeng's shoulder.

"Are you okay?"

"Is it worth it?" Jiang Yufeng asked suddenly.

Jiang Mian: "What?"

Jiang Yufeng's voice gradually became louder. He had suppressed it for more than 20 years, and finally had the opportunity to ask that sentence - "Is it worth it?"

Jiang Mian was puzzled as to whether it was worth it or not, but Jiang Yufeng continued to say something without waiting for him to recover.

"'...I'm different from you. I have people I have to find and things I have to do. This is the meaning of my existence. No matter how dangerous it is, I have to break through, because he must be waiting for me...'This It's what you said."

Jiang Yufeng turned his head and looked at the person who was close in front of him and far away in the sky, "Jiang Mian, let me ask you, what are you doing now, because of that 'him', you have betrayed your family, you have changed from a law enforcer to a prey, to you Is it worth it for a ghost that once didn’t even want to look at it?”

How did he know my name.

This was Jiang Mian's first thought.

The next step is to make sure that the person in front of him must have seen him, or know something about him.

Jiang Mian didn't recognize it yet, so he erected a barrier and responded without any trace: "Is there anything worthwhile? If you want to do it, then do it. If you don't do it, you will regret nothing."

"Then have you reaped it now?" Jiang Yufeng's voice was more like a ghost than his, and he said incoherently: "...you don't know me haha, you really don't know me, that's right... Ten years of wasted time in the world, nine years Self-sealed for 20 years, nearly [-] years have passed, and the world has gone through the cycle of reincarnation without knowing how many times, you would rather stay away than come back...you don't want to."

Jiang Mian frowned fiercely.

A strange feeling swept over him, making him unable to smile anymore.

Jiang Yufeng reached out, brushed the wet hair from his forehead, and looked up at Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian's heart suddenly trembled, causing his eyelashes to flutter.

Eyes... like.

Nose...like too.

"What's your name?" he asked.

The man looked at him almost fiercely, his tone was heavy like a cloud passing by.

"My name is Jiang Yufeng, Feng of Hongfeng." Each word was pulled out with force.

Jiang Mian quickly rewinded the tape in his mind, and suddenly remembered the first time he heard the word "Maple Leaf"—at that time he had not met Lu Yunxiu, and lived with Hong Ye in the apartment of the shooting range...

Hongye... the red leaf, isn't it just the red maple leaf.

"I don't quite understand. You look like you hate me and love me at the same time. Who are you to me?" Jiang Mian said slowly.

Jiang Yufeng took a deep breath, "Do you know my occupation?"

Jiang Mian guessed: "Are you a mysterious master?"

Jiang Yufeng: "Yes, I am a mysterious master. But, so are you. You are a more powerful mysterious master than me and even most of the people. Jiang Mian, I have been thinking that I am unwilling to face unbelief even in my life and death." God us, now, have you found your own god?"

Jiang Mian's head went numb, and he felt an extremely subtle feeling from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

In the next second, Jiang Yufeng transformed that feeling into real language and stabbed at him.

"Gods never show up, that's why the clan of mysterious masters was born. Hundreds of thousands of people came here like this, until one day, a genius appeared who believed in the existence of gods. That person was called... Jiang Mian."

Jiang Yufeng's voice could no longer be heard carefully. He clearly looked like a young man, but the years seemed to compress him into a mottled appearance.

From Jiang Yufeng's mouth, Jiang Mian heard a completely different life.

At the age of three, he can speak at the age of three, at the age of five he can form the seal, and at the age of ten he has become the youngest mystic master.

"But I don't know when Jiang Mian started to say some strange things. He said that everyone was wrong. He said he saw something. I asked Jiang Mian privately what that thing looked like. Jiang Mian said: he does not know."

Jiang Yufeng laughed twice when he said this: "That mysterious master named Jiang Mian is ridiculous, right? When there is a gust of wind passing by, he says he is here, and after it rains, he says he is crying. It's like a neuropathy, so no one of us believed it, it was just that he was under too much pressure, so we didn't dare to let him do anything for a whole year."

"Until he was 17 years old, he was sleeping on a tree and fell down accidentally. Since then, it has gotten worse, because he said that someone caught him under the tree, and I asked again, what does that person look like? Guess what?" What did he say? He said he still couldn't see it, but he could feel it."

"The one in the 'fantasy' is everywhere. What I like to do most is to follow him, tease him and play him. Jiang Mian is immersed in it and enjoys it, because only he can feel each other. They seem to have become a whole. Jiang Mian Mian is a human being, and 'he' is Jiang Mian's shadow—the obsession has been fulfilled. In order not to let Jiang Mian be too paranoid and pursue illusory things all day long, we say that if he continues to search, he will never be able to do it again. Mysterious master, in the Jiang family, if you can't be a profound master, there is only one result, that is, you will be expelled from the house."

Jiang Yufeng laughed as if crying: "We were all wrong, he would rather leave this rotten place, and pursue the true god in his heart."

"It's just that no one thought that the search time is so short, it's like fireworks blooming."

Jiang Yufeng's words used a third perspective. Jiang Mian didn't understand at first, but finally realized that this man was telling him a long and regretful story.

"Huiji will be hurt. What kind of superior ability is endowed to a person, and a terrifying price has already been secretly marked." Jiang Yufeng's voice gradually became indifferent, "He will not live long, everyone knows about it, only Jiang Mian didn't know, and no one dared to tell him, so although he was envied and envied, no one had ever done anything to hurt him—he was a senior, he had been loved and loved since he was a child, and the scars from leaving the house , It was the first time in his life that he was injured, and it was also the last time."

"The passing of a mysterious master is like a falling star. After Jiang Mian left, he never came back, not even a soul."

The sound of the rain gradually became smaller, but the time seemed to slow down even more.

Jiang Mianmu stared blankly at Jiang Yufeng, his mind buzzing.

It sounds like another person's story, but he knows that the protagonist of that story is him.

So the person who has been widely circulated in Ah Ling's mouth for a long time is himself? ?

An unspeakable death... Only he can break through the taboo.

The unknown ability is because he himself has the potential power of a mysterious master to control ghosts...?

Jiang Mian pressed his forehead suddenly, and leaned back against the door.

The talking didn't stop.

"We didn't find Jiang Mian's mysterious bell, but now, the bell engraved with Endless Summer is back in your hands... How did you get it?" Jiang Yufeng asked softly, "It is given to you for a lifetime. The token of the person you love the most is to be given to the person you want to give it to the most. Who did you get it from?... Yes, you would rather give it to someone you have never met than return to the Jiang family Send Xuanling back, you don't want to communicate with us who are ignorant anymore."

Jiang Yufeng stopped talking.

Jiang Mian took a deep breath, turned to look at him, and things gradually became clear in his mind.

"The moon is setting, the crows are crying and the sky is full of frost...Jiang Feng Yuhuo is facing Mianmian."

Jiang Feng Yushui and Mianmian... one person takes the beginning of the poem, and the other takes the end of the poem...

"You are, my... elder brother?" Jiang Mian tentatively asked.

Jiang Yufeng's tears burst down in an instant, and he suppressed his restraint and told a story about the past that he never wanted to bring up again.The soul is fragile, telling him everything will cause a huge impact, as a profound master, he knows it well.

The person holding the butcher knife will face himself with the tip of the knife one day, just to protect a ghost.

It's just that he never imagined that after so many years, the ghost Jiang Mian seems to be three times more tenacious than the human Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian never thought that when he originally asked "Mr. Nine" about his own strangeness, he picked up all his life experience.

"You know what kind of place 'Boundary' is, and you still have to seal yourself in!" Jiang Yufeng's words were mixed with ice and snow, "You know it clearly!...But you still did that."

Jiang Mian was silent for a long time.

"If I used to be the best mystic, then I would become the most vicious ghost if I lost my life. The evil ghosts will eventually meet the law enforcement hunters. Before killing each other, I will definitely find a way to end this matter at the root " Jiang Mian tried his best to restore what happened back then according to his current thinking.

Jiang Yufeng looked at him with a hoarse voice: "You look weak, but you are actually the most ruthless. You are ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to yourself."

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Mian seemed to have digested everything in his mind, and softly called out, "...Brother."

He took a few steps forward, his eyes still a little confused, but his arms spread out to embrace the person who was half a head taller than him, like a subconscious instinct.

How could Jiang Yufeng bear this? All his gritted teeth and old grievances turned into choked sobs with trembling teeth.

He asked loudly: "Are you worth it? After all these years, what have you got?"

Jiang Mian murmured lightly: "What was the last obsession in life, and the more you are forced to stay away after death, this is the law set by the gods—is that so? Brother."

Jiang Yufeng didn't speak, maybe he didn't know.

Also, they don't believe in the existence of God.

Jiang Mian thought of something, and raised his eyelashes a little. Behind the corner of the courtyard gate, a man stood tall and tall, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.

Silent and silent, like an illusory and lofty phantom.

He is omnipotent, only rushing for him.

But in the beginning, at certain moments when Lu Yunxiu briefly switched powers, they couldn't touch them.

...So at that time, it was switched from personality to godhead, is that so?

The colluding things formed a line, Jiang Mian's eyes slowly turned red, he looked into the distance, and his tone was so soft that only his voice remained.

"If there are really gods in this world..."

The god couldn't bear to watch the only believer who chased him go away, so under certain extreme conditions, the god stripped off his pity and affection and gave it to the mysterious master, and the buried godhead became the most ordinary appearance. On a snowy day, knocking on the door of the world.

That was his first step into the world of mortals, and every step after that, he was looking forward to something called reunion after a long absence.

Why didn't Lu Yunxiu celebrate his birthday?

Because the day God appeared, he lost the person he loved the most.

The author has something to say: it's almost over~