After awakening the evil god, it was marked

Different from before, this time, Yan Zhijin felt that he could vaguely perceive the state of mind of this body in the current scene.

Before, although he also felt suffocated and uncomfortable because of the invasion of the black mist, he didn't have any sense of fusion with this body.

That is to say, in the past, he was experiencing what happened as "Yan Zhijin", but now, he seems to be another person.

Only half.

This connection is not strong, just like melted butter, the oil and water are not as tightly mixed as when frozen into a block.

He is waiting.

On the surface, the waves are calm, but the heart is eagerly waiting.

***

"It's such a huge desert, you can't see the end at a glance." Shen Zhiyu built a shed with one hand, looking at the vultures circling in the distance, "The desert and the rainforest feel different at all."

Yan Zhijin and the others only stayed in the rainforest for a few days, and soon headed north to the middle of country A.

The central part of country A is hot and dry, dominated by sandy land.

Their destination is a national forest park.Yan Zhijin and Zhang Shuo have a friend who works here and can be their guide.

The friend's name is Edward, a middle-aged beta male, born and raised in country A.

He was wearing faded work clothes with stains on the cuffs that were hard to wash off. His hair was pale, and there were deep grooves at the corners of his eyes and mouth. His brown eyes were like uncleaned glass, so cloudy that he could barely reflect his figure. .

Seeing Yan Zhijin and his party, he was stunned for a while before smiling slowly and stiffly.

Zhang Shuo patted him on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "Why are you so depressed? Did you play too late yesterday?"

Edward smiled wryly and said, "At this age, I don't have the strength to play."

"What happened to you?" Yan Zhijin asked.

"It's nothing." Edward waved his hand, "It's the same old thing, that is, there are more foreign tourists recently, and the director told us to make more preparations. I want to resign after learning foreign languages."

"Where's your wife?" Yan Zhijin asked calmly.

Edward seemed to have been shocked, and his facial muscles twitched.

Yan Zhijin pointed to his cuffs and said, "These stains need to be cleaned in time. Your clothes are generally clean, but there are old stains here, which means you didn't deal with them at that time. Recently, to see us, you cleaned your clothes specially, but it was too late. Also, although you have ironed your clothes, your clothes still have wrinkles because of the wrong method. These were taken care of by your wife before."

"...she passed away." Edward's mouth trembled, his face buried in his palms.

Although they were mentally prepared, everyone couldn't help being moved when they heard his answer.

Yan Zhijin lowered his eyelashes and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to bring up your sadness."

Shen Zhiyu also said a few words of comfort: "My condolences will change. If she could see you, she wouldn't want you to be so sad."

Edward wiped his face and said with a smile: "It's nothing, there will always be such a day, but it's a pity that she took Anna and John with her, but not me."

Two of his children even died.

Everyone's hearts also sank.

"Did they...have any accident together?" Shen Zhiyu asked hesitantly.

"Well, some... uninvited guests," Edward's eyes welled up with tears again, he wiped his eyes, and choked up, "I shouldn't be on the night shift, and I told them that recently the director asked us to work a few more shifts at night , add money to us, and buy some more beautiful clothes for her and Anna another day, I didn’t expect..."

"Don't blame yourself too much, no one wants to do this." Shen Zhiyu comforted, "Have those robbers been caught?"

Edward smiled sadly: "Who can catch them?"

Shen Zhiyu comforted him for a while, and Edward's mood gradually calmed down.

He wiped his face and said embarrassedly: "Obviously you came to play happily, but I made a mess of it. I'm so unprofessional."

Everyone waved their hands to show that they didn't mind.Hu Peng even shook his hand and said enthusiastically: "Can you tell me more about your experience, my team and I are very interested."

Edward felt sorry, touched the back of his head, and said with a gentle smile, "Well, I'll treat you to a drink tonight."

He washed his face, pulled himself together, and beckoned them to the car.

Watching the desert scenery is completely different from traveling through the rainforest.

Shen Zhiyu excitedly pointed to the cactus, which was taller than a person, and asked, "Can I take a photo with it?"

He handed the phone to Zhang Shuo, jumped out of the car, stood beside the cactus, and made a pose.

Zhang Shuo was very supportive: "As expected of a director who appears on the covers of major fashion magazines all the year round, he has an excellent sense of camera."

Shen Zhiyu took a few photos and happily ran to the car.

Yan Zhijin said, "Don't move."

Shen Zhiyu performed the difficult movement of keeping one leg hanging in the air with full force.

He saw a small black figure running quickly in front of him.

Yan Zhijin said, "Okay."

Shen Zhiyu looked curiously at the small figure that was gone, and asked, "What is that? Spider, spider?"

"Red-tailed tarantula." Yan Zhijin said, "Don't touch it, it will kick its fur, and when it sticks to your body, it will be very itchy."

Before he finished speaking, Hu Peng screamed, stood up from his seat, and patted his clothes.

A black and red shadow quickly crawled across the car seat, and it didn't know where it crawled in the blink of an eye.

There were screams one after another in the car.

Yan Zhijin saw Yan Hui's hand quickly reach behind his head, and he came out with something steady and fast.

"Firefoot tarantula." He said, holding a black spider with red hairy legs.

Shen Zhiyu sighed: "It's so big - big hairy legs -"

The spider, which was fleeing in panic, lay obediently on his palm, like a well-made toy.It is about [-] centimeters long, which is exactly the length of the palm. Because it is covered with fluff, it looks round and cute, with bright colors and very cute.

Yan Zhijin introduced: "It belongs to the genus Brachylus like the red-tailed tarantula just now. The spiders of the same genus look similar, but the parts of the body are different in color. Some are red on the abdomen, some are on the knees, and some are like this. One, almost the whole body is red, and there are relatively rare ones, the color is orange or rust red. For humans, they have weak toxicity, which can be ignored, and the venom is mainly used to prey on insects."

"They are so small, they can only eat insects." After Shen Zhiyu confirmed that the spiders would not hurt people casually, she was no longer afraid, and was free to appreciate the appearance of the spiders, "They are so beautiful, and they are also fluffy."

"Hair is one of their defensive weapons. When they encounter a siege, they will use their legs to shave off the hair on their abdomen and spread the hair into the air. Animals touched by the hair will feel itchy and uncomfortable." Yan Zhijin said, "They're also really popular pets."

Shen Zhiyu geared up: "Is it expensive? I'll buy one too. What do they eat?"

"It's not expensive. They are solitary animals. It's best not to put two in a box. Dubia is fine for food."

Shen Zhiyu blinked: "What is Dubia?"

"Cockroach." Yan Zhijin said without changing his face.

Shen Zhiyu wailed, took a step back, and covered his face with his arms: "Don't talk about such horrible things!"

"Cockroaches have strong medicinal value," Yan Zhijin said.

"But they are scarier than spiders and poisonous snakes!" Shen Zhiyu covered her face.

Why would a non-venomous animal be so scary!Even let humans write fear into their DNA.

"Because they are very common and not cute enough." Yan Zhijin said to Yan Hui, "Let it go."

Yan Hui lowered his arms and let the spider jump to the ground.

The spider staggered away.

"Are your hands okay? Don't they itch?" Shen Zhiyu asked Yan Hui casually.

Yan Hui shook his head halfway, then suddenly stretched out his hand in front of Yan Zhijin, lowered his eyebrows, as if he was holding back something, and said, "I was stung by a spider."

Yan Zhijin: ...

He exposed it mercilessly: "You didn't."

Yan Hui still looked weak and injured.

Yan Zhijin asked patiently: "Then what should I do? I'm not a doctor, and I don't have props in my hand."

Yan Hui stretched his brows and eyes, and whispered in his ear with a smile: "Let me kiss you, and it will be treated."

Yan Zhijin bounced away quickly, he pinched his earlobe, turned his eyes away, and said coldly, "Then you will be in pain."

He watched the desert scenery for a while, and couldn't help observing Yan Hui's reaction from the corner of his eye.

Yan Hui was no different from usual, answering the questions of Hu Peng and others gently, but he always felt that his shoulders were drooping and his figure was lonely.

Presumably, he just wanted some attention.Catching the spider and avoiding a minor commotion does require a little reward.Just because this matter is insignificant to his strength, his contribution cannot be ignored.

Yan Zhijin thought.

He moved a little distance away from Yan Hui.

Yan Hui was talking to Hu Peng and didn't look at him.

But Yan Zhijin noticed that when he moved his fingers, his back straightened all of a sudden.

Yan Zhijin touched his little finger tentatively.

In the middle of speaking, Yan Hui suddenly shut up.

Hu Peng asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Hui's face was tense, and his throat rolled.

He hooked Yan Zhijin's finger with his index finger instead, not giving him a chance to retreat.

He continued the topic just now with a normal expression.

Yan Zhijin's fingers were firmly hooked by him, and he couldn't even repent, so he could only maintain this position.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was on the animals in the desert, and no one noticed the lingering hands of the two.

After Yan Hui finished introducing the passing animals, the car started up again.

Yan Zhijin pulled his hand in his direction and asked, "Can I let go?"

Yan Hui reluctantly let go of his hand, and the facial features that originally revealed a gloomy atmosphere were extraordinarily soft: "I suddenly felt that I was healed from the injury."

"It's fine." Yan Zhijin said stiffly.

You're fine, it's me.he thought to himself.

He crossed his arms and moved towards the window.

Yan Hui followed and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect you to take it seriously, I just said it casually."

Yan Zhijin asked coldly, "Did I do anything?"

"I'm not saying, I don't need this. I'm saying, even if you ignore me, it doesn't matter, I won't be shaken." Yan Hui didn't back down at all because of his cold face, but stared at him more fondly , "Can I push my limits?"

Yan Zhijin turned sideways to him, looked out the window, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Dream."

He strokes his chest.

I don't know if the spider's bristles are stuck to the skin, but he always feels itchy in his chest.

Yan Hui's eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth kept curling up.

For the first time, he took the initiative to stop the car, grabbed a scorpion from the sand, held it in front of everyone, and introduced it to everyone.

Although everyone felt strange about his sudden initiative, they still accepted it happily.

After Yan Hui introduced the scorpion, he let the scorpion go, stretched out his hand in front of him again, and looked at him eagerly: "I was stung by the scorpion, I need the professor to touch it."

Yan Zhijin: ...

Why, tasted the sweetness, really made an inch of it?

The author has something to say:

How could there be such an unlovable animal as a cockroach in the world.