Wang Shuai was asleep, and it took him so long to catch a sparrow in the wilderness outside. Although he spent most of his time lying on the ground motionless, those who knew what he was doing knew that he had to be alert all the time.

Before he went to bed, he told Yan Yixing: "See those people must hide away, they will not know that there is danger in the mountain, the general people will choose to hide in the mountain, they will go through there, intuition tells me that it is not simple."

"Well," Yan Yixing cleverly nodded: "I know."

In fact, Wang Shuai and Yan Yixing is a very strange combination, they did not know each other a few years ago, and then Wang Shuai decided to shelter Yan Yixing still young, on the one hand, because he accidentally learned the secret of Yan Yixing, on the other hand, it is also his headache disease that troubled him for a long time, so you need a vigil.

Wang Shuai with Yan Yixing said is very clear is to use each other, but these years over early to say whether it is feelings or use.

Yan Yixing outside has always been clever very, only in Wang Shuai here will be like a obedient good baby.

Sometimes Yan Yixing will say that his life is Wang Shuai with his life in exchange for, but Wang Shuai never admit this statement.

Wang Shuai now to explore what happened in his brain, this evening he deliberately waited for a long time, want to see the "disease" that troubled him in the past will not appear, the result, the chaos really did not appear.

It was as if the palace had been hidden in his chaotic mind, and now the black fog of chaos had finally cleared.

Wang Shuai wants to see what's in this palace.

Yan Yixing took a look at Wang Shuai lying next to him, quietly picked up the bone knife and sat at the door of the shack, there is only a thick curtain hanging in the shack, and now it is autumn, a little cold.

Just then, the rain stopped.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the curtain of the hut door, and the boots had a unique slimy feel on the muddy road after the rain.

The curtain was lifted off a corner, but before the people outside completely lifted the curtain, Yan Yixing's bone knife was already on the other side's neck.

That's a pretty face, and outside the door is a pretty woman.

Yan Yixing frowns, the comer is not a stranger, each other lives not far away on weekdays.

The woman smiled and said, "The art star is not asleep yet, and the little handsome, I heard that the little handsome is back."

"Little jade sister, he is already asleep," Yan Yixing said with a smile, "or you have something to say to me."

Xiao Yu's face was a little unnatural: "He didn't get hurt this time out?"

"The tiger's mouth was pecked by sparrows, but little jade sister you don't have to be so concerned about my brother, you are eight years older than him," after Wang Shuai fell asleep at this time, Yan Yixing faced outsiders with mature temperament that does not meet the age, regardless of whether the encounter is an acquaintance, no matter what the other side says, but the bone knife in his hand has never left little Jade's neck.

Xiaoyu took out a cigarette and a lighter from the bag he carried with him. The cigarette is a cigarette, which is only issued by industries that belong to refuge barriers, such as coal power plants.

A lot of hard workers go to work not only for money and food, but also for this one cigarette, work a day, smoke a cigarette.

So when working at night, you can often see a large group of people smoking together, Wang Shuai said to Yan Yixing, those tobacco is likely to be mixed with some more addictive things.

And now the smoke that Xiaoyu smokes is obviously not from her work.

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Xiaoyu lit a cigarette and smoked two bites, as if thinking of something: "People are little kids, I take you as my younger brother."

"Oh," Yan Yixing suddenly asked, "Do you have a cold?"

Xiaoyu froze for a moment: "Yes, is my voice a little hoarse?"

"No," Yan Yixing shook his head and smiled, "I saw that when you smoked, one nostril did not smoke..."

Xiao Yu: "..."

Dont know why jade always feel Yan Yixing dont like themselves.

"Then I'll go back first," Xiao Yu said. "Tell your brother when he wakes up that I came by."

"Well," Yan Yixing said with a smile, "I'll tell him."

Xiaoyu left, Wang Shuai's voice suddenly sounded behind Yan Yixing: "Don't bully your Xiaoyu sister, she is not easy."

"Brother, she is not clean," Yan Yixing said, "and she only comes to you because you can always hit the prey back."

"Who's clean?" Wang Shuai calmly said: "The world wants to live people can not be clean, are forced by life, refuse to stay far away, do not play tricks on her."

In this market town, a single woman is too clean to survive.

Wang Shuai thought for a moment and said, "People didn't say they liked me or anything, and are you sure she approached me because I could hit prey?" Is it not because of my good looks?"

"Brother, everyone's face hasn't been washed for months, and basically looks the same..." Yan Yixing speechless looking at Wang Shuai: "Brother you are not asleep, how still not asleep?"

"Think of something," Wang explained simply.

Wang Shuai didn't sleep because he was exploring the secrets of the palace.

Inside the circular palace, the walls were lined with old wooden cabinets, like a huge showroom. However, the display shelves in the showroom were shrouded in black fog, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

There was only one table in the middle of the hall, on which stood a brass typewriter that had been obsolete long before the disaster. The kind that clicks and clicks.

There are only twenty-four copper keys on this typewriter, and each copper key is engraved with a text: "Fairness, honesty, friendship, kindness, wealth and strength..."

It's a very positive energy.

Except that the typewriter was stuffed with what seemed to be endless brown paper, and that it clattered into motion without anyone striking the brass keys, and now there were two lines of small print that had appeared in the afternoon: "Mission, to give prey to others; Task completion, reward basic level skill learning map, can learn the ability of others."

He couldn't tell if it was a figment of his own imagination, or if it was for some other reason, because legend had it that someone could build a memory palace that could even recreate a fantasy universe according to his level of mental will.

But Wang Shuai felt that his palace... Looks a little different from the memory palace description...

But why would he let himself give his prey to someone else, this typewriter trying to make himself a good person?

Being a good man in a world where morality is a luxury?

No way.

At that time, his consciousness stood in the center of the vast palace and looked around at the "display cabinet" around him. The display cabinet seemed to have floating objects, but the inside was blocked by darkness, and the dark fog made it impossible for Wang Shuai to see what was floating inside.

The display cabinet connected to the dome of the palace, like a huge museum, Wang Shuai went to a cabinet to reach out to feel the floating things in the dark fog, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the resistance of the black fog.

It was a power he could not spy on now.

If you want to know whether the palace really exists, it needs Wang Shuai to prove it with action.