Heming Jiuyuan

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Han Heming walked in a very narrow alley. He remembered that this road was the shortcut he always liked to take when he was a child when he came home from school. It only took a few minutes to see his mother standing at the door waiting for him.

And the reason why he likes to take this road is that besides the recent one, there is another reason that he doesn’t want to tell others——

There is a family living at the corner in this alley, and they can hear piano music every day at this time, the music is very nice, and he can't help humming along every time he walks here.

Not at first. For a student in the third grade of elementary school, the music he is usually exposed to is limited to nursery rhymes.

The family's courtyard door just opened at the corner, facing the alley.Once, the door of the family’s courtyard was left open, and the sound of the piano was clearer than usual. He ran to look in by the vermilion gate, and saw a young lady with a ponytail playing the piano. She was sitting facing the window. The face is round and fair, the eyebrows are delicate, the lips are tightly pursed, and the earnest eyes are strafing between the keys and the score, and they are extremely agile-so the person who plays the piano looks like this.

From now on, he would walk from here after school every day, listening to the sound of the piano, wondering if he could meet the open courtyard door and see those big black eyes.

The more he walked forward, the more Han Heming felt that his height was shrinking a little bit, as if he had really become an eight or nine-year-old elementary school student.

When he looked around in a daze, he seemed to hear the familiar sound of the piano again. He followed the sound and saw a wide open vermilion door.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.It's just an instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and stay where you are.

However, at this time, the sound of the piano became clear, and every melody overlapped with what was in memory.

Han Heming couldn't help humming along, but the song suddenly accelerated, so fast that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

"Ding——" the sharp treble key was struck heavily, and the song came to an abrupt end.And Han Heming also seemed to wake up from a dream, he raised his head, and suddenly found that the vermilion door was standing in front of him with its arms open.

"Are you here to listen to me play the piano?" A pleasant child's voice sounded, and a delicate little face suddenly appeared in sight.

Han Heming frowned, and the panic in his heart expanded little by little.

"Is the piece I play nice?" the girl asked him with a smile, bending her eyes.Before he could answer, he hummed the tune again, the familiar melody accompanied by the child's voice rang in his ears, but for some reason he just felt creepy, it felt like an invisible big hand was strangling him, and he couldn't struggle no matter what, He felt that the hand almost pinched into his body, and it was about to snap his spine.

"Why don't you come in and listen?" the girl asked with her head tilted, which seemed innocent and pure.

Han Heming heard himself say: "Mom is waiting for me to go home, I have to go."

The little girl was obviously dissatisfied with his answer, the smile on her face suddenly fell, and her big dark eyes were staring like tears.

"Come in! Come in!" cried the girl, with her mouth open, in an eerie tone that came from her throat—her lips didn't move at all.

Han Heming was frightened and turned around to run, but his body seemed to be filled with cement and solidified on the ground.

The little girl's mouth opened wider and wider, and finally she grinned to the base of her ears, a mouthful of white fangs bared out, and her big black eyes turned into cold animal pupils.The fair and delicate face instantly became a trap.

Han Heming just froze in place, watching helplessly as the "beast trap" snorted and bit his shoulder, and blood spurted out immediately, splashing on their faces and bodies.

I'm dying.

he thinks……

……

Goldfish crawled out of the ground with a group of "refugees" in disgrace, complaining to Han Heming that the sewer was really tortuous.Sure enough, it belongs to the mouse, and it always hangs around in the sewer.

"Follow closely, it's chaotic outside now, don't get lost!" Goldfish turned around and said, "Hold on to the weapons in your hand, we're going to rush out!"

……

Although I don't want to admit it, these supernatural beings were indeed saved by Ekad.

Xu Yuan looked at the group of creatures jumping up and down in front of him, and felt as if he had arrived at the monkey mountain in the zoo, and he almost threw bananas to them.

Several people got out of the cage that was caught by Eckard, and looked at each other for a while. Normally, they should say thank you to the person who saved them at this time, but...

Forget it, let's go out first.

As soon as they went out, they collided with a dozen armed soldiers head-on. Xu Yuan was about to deal with them, when the leading armed soldier took off his protective cover and shouted in surprise: "Brother! We finally found you Already!"

Xu Yuan: "..."

"Xiao Zhou? Why are you here?" Zou Yunzheng excitedly pushed Xu Yuan away and rushed out, hugging his brother with tears in his eyes.

"Brother He brought us to rescue you. He robbed Beihuang's soldiers, and rushed into Beihuang with his brothers and a group of Eckards..."

"You said these Eckards were found by Han Heming?" Fer was surprised, "I said why didn't they attack us... No, that's not the point..." He paused, sorting out the confusion in his head A group suddenly exclaimed: "Damn it! Can Han Heming command Eckard?!"

Xiao Zhou nodded vigorously, the admiration in his eyes was like the sea flooding.

"Don't talk nonsense, Feier, Lao Zou, take your brothers to cover Gu Shui and the others, and go and empty Yanbeihuang's granary for me!"

Phil: "Still moving?"

"Move! Why don't you move? We came here for food!" Xu Yuan waved his hand and walked away arrogantly.

……

Li Anzhi walked tremblingly among a group of Eckards. Although he didn't know why they didn't bite him, and seemed to be protecting him intentionally or unintentionally, he would be terrified when he was surrounded by a group of monsters.

After walking around for a long time, I finally found the laboratory where Shen Qin was locked up. I thought it would take a while to get in, but seeing the guards who were scared away by Eckard beside him before they approached, Li Anzhi felt a little nervous. The small pride of the sub-fox fake tiger prestige.

Shen Qin was tied up and locked in a "coffin board" as long as his body, with a hole in his face and a glass cover.

This was used by Yan Beihuang to teach the disobedient Eckard, and it was made of the same material as the cage where Lilith was kept.

Li Anzhi pressed the switch and opened the "coffin boards. Inside, Shen Qin was tied up like a mummy, with only his eyeballs moving.

The corner of Li Anzhi's mouth twitched, and he quickly untied him.

"are you OK?"

Shen Qin nodded and moved his stiff limbs. "What's with these Eckards? You trained them?"

"No." I'm not so capable yet.

Shen Qin looked at him suspiciously, but stopped asking, "What's the situation now?"

Li Anzhi briefly said that Beihuang was attacked by a group of Eckards who only injured Beihuang soldiers, and the two guessed that it was Han Heming who got it.As for why you think so - intuition.

"Can you help me find Ji Ke?" Li Anzhi asked, "He turned into Eckard last night, I'm afraid..."

"Okay, it's better for me to become Eckard to get close to him." Shen Qin nodded and said, "Lead the way."

……

When Xu Yuan found Han Heming, he was being "bullied" by Yanbeihuang and Ayou.

He only had eyes on the man Han Heming, and naturally ignored Yan Beihuang, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and Ah You, who was covered in blood. He could only see half of Han Heming's body dyed bright red and a row of blood holes on his shoulders that were pierced by something.

Xu Yuan's eyes turned red immediately, he rushed over with a "whoosh", and sent Ah You flying with a punch.

Han Heming, who was under pressure suddenly, grabbed Yan Beihuang's face with his claws. Fortunately, Yan's surname was quick, otherwise he would be disfigured.

In fact, Han Heming is still trapped in the illusion at the moment, but compared to the beginning, he is aware of this.

What does a psychiatrist fear most when hypnotizing a patient?

I am most afraid that the patient will know that he is being hypnotized. In this case, the subconscious mind will refuse to sleep.

Therefore, Yan Beihuang's phantom didn't work very well for Han Heming.At this time, Han Heming was hanging and beating the brat who frightened him in the illusion.

"Let you bite me! Let you bite me!" Han Heming slapped the little girl's ass. Now he has changed from a primary school student to an adult, and he is qualified to teach children a lesson.

"Playing the piano and playing the piano, why run around? Huh? Let me go in and listen?"

As he spoke, he slapped again, "What's the matter if I won't go in, you can't listen if you stand outside?"

Han Heming, who was playing happily, suddenly stopped his raised hand, and the surrounding scene changed, covered by cold tones.

This is the morgue of the hospital, and in front of him was a shelf with a dead body lying on it, covered by a white cloth.

Han Heming became smaller and bigger again. He looked down at his little hands and remembered that this was when he was ten years old.

That year, his mother died in a car accident. It was also in that year that the homeless Father Han began to realize his responsibility as a father.

But for now, these are not important, what is important is that the white cloth on the corpse in front of him has been lifted, and the expected person is just lying in front of him.

Han Heming endured and endured, finally couldn't hold back, and covered his eyes with his hands.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, put his hands down, and cleaned his face that should have been covered with tears;

The eyes that should have been filled with grief and depression were filled with murderous intent.

The corpse moved a little restlessly.

Han Heming's face was grim, his eyes were red.

"Yanbeihuang!" He gritted his teeth, and his voice came out of his throat, "You didn't even let my dead mother go! I'm going to kill you!"

As he said that, he punched the "corpse" on the face with a "poof", brains and blood splashed in all directions, and there was a piercing scream from the rotting mouth of the corpse.

The surrounding scenes were constantly distorted, and the illusion collapsed.

Han Heming plopped and knelt on the ground, panting heavily like a drowning man who had just been salvaged.

He slowed down, looked up to find his target, and finally found Yanbeihuang in the rubble pile not far away.

He squinted his eyes, and walked up to the man in a flash, looking down at the dying Yan Beihuang.He bent down, pinched the man's neck and lifted him up.

"The speed is not as fast as mine, and the claws are not as good as mine. The enchantment is useless to me, and now the illusion has been broken by me..."

Han Heming shook his head, "What do you mean by the picture of me and you here with the tail of a snake some time ago?"

He slowly tightened his hands, "Actually, I am very grateful to you. You let me know how much I am. I have been called a "genius" for more than 20 years, so I really thought I was a genius. What do you think? can do. "

"Heh..." Yan Beihuang closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "It's really good. Didn't you easily destroy the base I built?"

"Really?" Han Heming moved closer to him, his eyes sharp, "Then how can I catch you?" After speaking, the person in his hand disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

"Eh? Did you find out?" Yan Beihuang's casual voice came from behind.

Han Heming turned his head, "I told you that your illusion was broken by me, can you use it?"

"No." Yan Beihuang said: "Although the illusion was broken by you, it doesn't have no effect on you at all? This is called interference."

Han Heming sneered, "Isn't it too much trouble for you to interfere?"

Yan Beihuang raised his hand, and the surrounding scene changed again. They were standing in the dark corridor, and there was a door with a slit open not far away, with warm yellow lights protruding from it.

Han Heming's pupils shrank.

"Look, has it affected you?" Yan Beihuang whispered behind his ear.

Then, Han Heming heard voices coming from that room, it was the clear and moist voice unique to teenagers.

He said, "Brother Xu Yuan..."

Han Heming squeezed the center of his eyebrows and smiled.