The wall is perfect

Gone?

What does gone mean?

Du Cheng looked at Ji Manzhai.

Ji Manzhai looked at Du Cheng in silence.

The golden pupils were gentle and quiet, and Du Cheng felt as if he could read minds, otherwise how could he clearly see the traces of comfort from Ji Manzhai's expressionless face?

Du Cheng thought for a moment and asked Xie Tiandi, "Is he dead?"

Xie Tiandi's face was ugly, and he nodded slowly.

Du Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "You can't count." He lowered his head and finished the fourth box of lunch, "I'm going back."

Xie Tiandi: "Hey, little monster..."

Du Cheng ran out at once, thanked Tiandi for not holding him back, and said to Ji Manzhai, "Just let him go like this?"

Ji Manzhai: "He needs some time alone."

Xie Tiandi had never eaten pork and had seen pigs run, and said to Ji Manzhai speechlessly, "Is that how you treat your wife?"

"Don't bring this up in front of him," Ji Manzhai said.

Xie Tiandi was confused, what kind of thing did this matter refer to?

Ji Manzhai, who has no memory, has never been questioned because of his strength.

Even Xie Tiandi, who met him at the beginning, has always misunderstood that Ji Manzhai just refused to speak out mysteriously.

Even if the secret of Ji Manzhai's dead wife was discovered by accident, Xie Tiandi never doubted it.

He didn't know that Ji Manzhai in front of him was tough on the outside and empty on the inside, and there was nothing in his mind except broken fragments.

Relying on that little bit of strong feeling to stay in the world, I don't know the reason, wandering aimlessly, squandering my life before the set deadline.

Ji Manzhai didn't understand why he had such a strong power, his existence was out of place in the mortal world.

So he chose to find some meaning for his life.

He maintains the balance between monsters and humans, and protects the peace of this world. This is the meaning he finds for himself.

But Du Cheng appeared.

The innocent, carefree and clean little monster has no resemblance to the broken and helpless look in his memory.

Ji Manzhai said softly: "He doesn't know anything."

He also... doesn't know anything.

The sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps in the dilapidated corridor was particularly loud, echoing in his ears like a rapid heartbeat. Du Cheng knocked on the door hastily. He knocked for a long time before he realized that he had the key. After opening the door, the room was deserted. Yes, Zhou Gehai people are not here.

Du Cheng swallowed back the words on the tip of his tongue.

He wants to tell Zhou Gehai that Xiong Jiu is gone, that Xiong Jiu is their mutual friend, and they can find a way to find him together.

Xiong Jiu is a very knowledgeable crow, it knows so much, it can fly, it is majestic and clever, it knows everything, how could it disappear?

Sitting weakly on the sofa, Du Cheng suddenly remembered what he had learned today.

Obey the law and find the police in case of difficulties.

Du Cheng took out his mobile phone and dialed the sacred number.

110.

The call was connected immediately, and the operator was a girl with a soft voice.

Du Cheng said carefully: "Hello? Can you hear me?"

"Hi, I hear you, are you in any trouble?"

"Yes!" Du Cheng was very happy, and it felt good to be cared for immediately, "My friend is missing, can you help me find it?"

The other person responded immediately, "Can you provide your ID card and name?"

"My ID card..." Du Cheng stopped abruptly. His ID card was fake. He whispered, "Can I not provide my ID card?"

"Are you having any difficulty?"

"Well, I'm having trouble."

"Okay, can you provide your friend's ID card and name? If you want to report missing, this is a must. It's best to provide your address."

Du Cheng hung up the phone.

110 Regardless of monsters.

How to do?

The Spirit Administration should take care of it!

But Xiong Jiu Jiu is only a half-demon, he has not yet become a spirit.

It is not under the control of the Spirit Management Bureau.

Du Cheng was discouraged again.

If he is still a wall, he will not think about anything, trying to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon every day, his mind is full of longing for freedom.

Xiong Jiujiu came to talk to him once in a while, and he was very happy.

He is not surprised that Xiongjiao has not come for a long time.

If he were a bird, he would keep flying too.

But after becoming a spirit, he was free, and his troubles seemed to have increased.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Tang Fu was in a panic in the clubhouse. It's okay that the business is not as good as before, and it's okay that Du Cheng always gets into trouble. Now she doesn't even come to work!hateful!

When signing the contract, Du Cheng didn't even leave a phone number. Tang Fu saw him as a cash cow and didn't care about anything else. Now it's good, he can't even find anyone when he's late for work.

When Tang Fu sighed, a radiant lady walked in, and it was Meng Tianyu's mother Fang Jing.

Tang Fu's scalp was numb immediately, and an ugly business smile was already on his face, "Miss Fang," he still remembered Fang Jing was very concerned about addressing her, "What wind brought you here again?"

"I'm here to look for Du Cheng." Fang Jing's complexion was wan, her complexion was not very good, her eyes were bright, "Don't worry, I'm not here to inquire about my crimes, I'm here to see him for a serious business."

Tang Fu wondered what business it might be, and cautiously reminded: "We are a regular business."

Fang Jing smiled coldly, "Boss Tang, are you kidding me? I'm a married woman."

Tang Fu said nonchalantly, "He hasn't come to work today."

Fang Jing frowned, and left a business card, "He's here, call me."

Tang Fu took the business card.

When Fang Jing was about to leave, she took out her checkbook again, and under Tang Fu's dumbfounded expression, signed a check for [-] yuan. Tang Fu's eyes were dazzled by the thin check between her bright red nails.

"I've taken care of this person, please notify me as soon as possible."

Tang Fu held a [-] check, her mind was full of question marks.

It seems that he still didn't miss the point, the money tree is the money tree, the previous [-] received in the account, compared with the cost of those wines, he made a lot of net profit, and today another [-] check from a rich woman dropped in front of him.

Tang Fu: He's about to change his luck! ! !

However, for three consecutive days, Du Cheng did not come to work.

On Lingquan Road Street, in front of a newly decorated ancient wall, a handsome young man squatted aside. The bright lights of the modern city were only separated from him by a wall. He raised his head and fixedly looked at the top of the wall.

"What is he doing?" Xie Tiandi looked at Du Cheng with his arms folded, and said to Ji Manzhai beside him, "It's been three days, why don't you bother with him?"

Thank goodness it's been a busy few days.

A group of monsters were laid off by the company, and he and Ji Manzhai were busy helping the laid-off monsters get re-employed.

He originally thought that Ji Manzhai would be inseparable from her after finding his wife, but he didn't expect that Ji Manzhai just came to see her every night.

Later, Xie Tiandi thought about it, and Ji Manzhai didn't look like a love brain.

He has a lot to do.

How can I have free time to talk about love all the time.

But Ji Manzhai came here, why didn't he go up to comfort him.

For three days, the little monster squatted near his body, never sleeping, eating or drinking, not even moving, exactly the same as his body.

Ji Manzhai said that the little monster didn't know anything.

Xie Tiandi is not stupid, guessing that the little monster must have lost his memory, and lost the memory of being with Ji Manzhai.

That's why Ji Manzhai was very careful with little monsters.

Just as Xie Tiandi sighed for this damn disgusting love, Ji Manzhai moved, and he walked forward, crossed the road, and came to Du Cheng.

Under a large shadow, Du Cheng blinked and looked at Ji Manzhai.

"Let's go."

"I want to wait a little longer."

Ji Manzhai: "Let's go, you have more important things to do now."

Du Cheng: "But what if Xiong Jiu flies back when I leave?"

Ji Manzhai stretched out his hand, "Come back later, don't worry, I won't miss it." Du Cheng was still hesitating, and Ji Manzhai said, "I will wait with you."

Black gloves wrapped a pair of slender and powerful hands. Black is usually an ominous color, but it is the most vivid color on Ji Manzhai's body. There is also gold, those special golden pupils.

Du Cheng reached out and grabbed Ji Manzhai's hand, and he said, "Don't lie to me."

Ji Manzhai brought Du Cheng to a gallery.

Xie Tiandi did not follow, and waited for the crow that would not fly back.

In front of the gallery, Meng Shiping was holding a bag in her hand, her slender arms were hanging in front of her body, she was standing on the steps wearing high heels, and Makino was standing under the steps, he looked a little shorter than her.

Makino didn't sleep well for a few days, his beard was unshaven, he looked embarrassed and haggard, and he asked awkwardly, "Does it have to be like this?"

Meng Shiping's expression was indifferent, and his tone was soft, "If you love me."

"Of course I love you..." Makino wants to say that you don't even know what I have given up for you, but it is obviously cowardly and stupid to kidnap someone he loves like this.

Meng Shiping looked down at Muye.

Her soul went out of her body, and she saw the peasant girl who didn't wear makeup, helpless in the face of the admiration of a nobleman.

She seemed to be split in two.

A soul is high above, her love is alms, a gift, a gift given to him by God's pity, why can he not accept it?

He will definitely accept it.

She is determined to win.

A soul groveling and panicking, she received a gift from God, she didn't have the mind to think about what price she would pay behind the scenes, but her intuition had preemptively worried about gains and losses for her.

How can two people who are not equal have equal love?

Meng Shiping closed his eyes.

It turned out to be wrong from the beginning.

"Makino, let's break up."

Meng Shiping walked down the steps, and walked step by step to the car parked on the street under Mu Ye's astonished eyes.

Du Cheng and Ji Manzhai were watching her.

Meng Shiping smiled at Du Cheng, with tears in his eyes, "I seem to understand where I went wrong."

"When I look at him," Meng Shiping lifted the bag in his hand, "it's like looking at my favorite limited edition designer bag."

That is not love.

He hadn't loved her, and she hadn't loved him, and that was fair enough.

For some reason, Du Cheng suddenly had a sentence in his mind, "You are not predestined."

Meng Shiping was stunned for a moment, then relieved and said: "Yes, maybe the fate between us is just a bad fate."

"I'll give you back what's yours."

Makino stood still, until Meng Shiping in his vision collapsed, he still didn't move, something tightly connecting them broke at that moment.

A hot and warm force poured into his chest. Unlike Ji Manzhai's knot seal, Du Cheng could feel that the defective part of his chest had truly become full.

The feeling of gaining his own spiritual power was so good that a smile finally appeared on Du Cheng's face. When he looked at Ji Manzhai, he fell into a trance before he could speak.

Suddenly, he saw a different Ji Manzhai.

His black hair was splattered on the ground, and patches of blood stained the hem of his snow-white robe red like plum blossoms. He held a broken sword, his face was cold, and behind him was a gleaming sea.

a strange voice said

——"You are not predestined."