Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

　　 Su Zhou had a very long dream.

In the silent nothingness, black and white light flashes, countless kinds of thoughts and possibilities are intertwined, making the monotonous light and dark change into a burning flame, one after another like real illusion fragments from the black. The flames rose up, blooming blazing brightly.

　　 For an instant, he turned into an ordinary office worker who had neither extraordinary power nor ambition. Except for the boss who kept making him work overtime in his heart, he didn't have the energy to have other ideas.

　　 But one night, when the man walked through the alley, he heard the crying of a girl struggling, and the heavy and excited gasping of the drunkard.

　　 The next moment, he didn't hesitate at all, almost instinctively stepped into the alley... Then there was the sound of police sirens.

Of course, it is necessary to pay a lot of money to beat the drunk who intends to rape, and even lose their job because the relatives of the other party made trouble at the door of the company, and the parents of the girl who was attacked are reluctant to give evidence in court because of their reputation...but He is actually quite cool himself, especially the feeling of a brick smashed down, super powerful!

　　 He has no money anyway, so he doesn't pay. The court also delayed the other party's application for enforcement, and the girl who was attacked also concealed from her parents, and found herself to thank her in private, and even patted her not very plump breasts, saying something ‘will definitely repay you’.

　　 Hi, what's the matter with this.

　　Because he could not see the cry of innocent people, it has nothing to do with whether he has power or repays.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Su Zhou felt like he had become an assassin again. He held a long sword and walked in the market without any disguise, so he walked towards a magnificent mansion.

There were a lot of guards in this mansion, but he climbed the steps, rushed in, and killed an old man who was heavily guarded with a look of consternation. He killed dozens of guards, and finally was seriously injured. Destructed his face, dug out his eyes, cut his chest and abdomen and died.

The feeling of death has not dissipated yet. When Su Zhou, who was happily waiting to kill, figured out why he was going to commit suicide, he suddenly turned into a huge monster, interacting with a three-headed golden power-generating dragon in the city. Fight, you bite me, I bite you, you breathe out gravitational light waves and I breathe out atoms, and the fight is so happy-but the fight that is so swift and refreshing is quickly over.

　　 Light and shadow flow, countless possibilities and the future are turning.

　　 A moment ago, he might be a rebel who led the rebels against the court, and in the next moment, he was a fierce general who rescued the society and Yu Tianqing in a precarious situation.

　　 He is not only a occultist who was tied to a torture frame and burned to death, preaching heresy, but also a Vatican judge who turned into ashes the nobles who conducted dark magic experiments and killed dozens of children for justice.

In this way, reincarnation again and again, fulfilling faith again and again, using justice and despicable means, bright and dark methods; whether it is conspiracy or intrigue, or majestic righteousness; it is a cruel and bloodthirsty terror demon, or The lonely gunner who gave the enemy a shot...

　　 He always makes the same choice.

　　—Opposite the weak, the stronger one always stands—

　　 And he always stands in front of the weak.

Sometimes it’s to protect behind, sometimes it’s just to face the front, or even, sometimes, it’s just to “resist” and “resist”, to “resist” and “resist”, it’s just like a big rod .

　　 But this position is always the same.

　　 Even in the illusion, he is just a poor, weak and weak scholar, but he will always choose to stand up and send out a cry from the bottom of his heart when everyone is silent.

　　 "I am against this stagnation!"

　　 sounds stupid and crazy.

　　 But again, both firm and bold.

　　 Until the end, all sparks disappeared, all illusions disappeared.

　　 And he became a naked man, standing in front of a fruit tree in the endless light.

　　 There was a snake hovering on the branch, its tail stretched and rolled, plucking a fruit from the sacred tree.

　　 This fruit is bright, it seems to be born from the overlapping of endless brilliance. There are countless shadows of the world inside. The ancient snake looked at him, then smiled, and handed the fruit wrapped with its tail.

　　 "Eat, man, this is the fruit of wisdom and the fruit of resistance."

The ancient snake said with a smile, unspeakable frivolousness and temptation: "After eating it, you will be able to understand right from wrong, distinguish between good and evil, change and question the'truth' and'dao' that'have always been so', and possess your own Your will, your own'world'."

　　 "You and the God who created you will follow similar but different paths-this is not only the initial struggle, but also the essence of the ‘wisdom of man’."

　　 And he raised his hand.

　　 Then Su Zhou woke up with a dazed expression.

　　 "What's the mess?"

　　 He got up and rubbed his eyes. After stretching his waist, Su Zhou felt refreshed and comfortable.

　　 And in the memory, there is still a vague scene of becoming a big monster fighting wildly in the city-it feels really good!

But I really can’t remember other things. Rather, Su Zhou rarely dreams. He usually only sleeps for five hours a day. When he sticks to the pillow, he sleeps deeply. He sleeps until the alarm clock sounds...Summer vacation is much more. Sleep a little, but not too much, because he has developed a habit a long time ago.

　　 "Let me see... Damn it, eleven o'clock?!"

Su Zhou raised his head and looked at the clock directly across from his bed. He was shocked: "I went home at about ten o'clock yesterday morning. After that, it took more than half an hour to take a bath to test my ability, and I went to bed more than 11 o'clock. ."

　　 Some do not believe in evil, and he does not know where to grab his mobile phone, looking at the date-July 25, Friday, 11:18 in the morning.

　　 "I really slept for twenty-four hours?!"

This sleep can almost be said to have given Su Zhouping a week’s sleep time-he also saw several missed calls and WeChat and Penguin messages on his mobile phone. There were Shao Qiming, parents, and a few others. School classmates and sand sculpture netizens.

　　 Shao Qiming’s message is roughly that the phone is not connected. I guess I should be okay, so if I have time, I will call him and find a time to get together.

　　 Mom and Dad’s message is extremely simple: I can’t come back from overtime, let Su Zhou take care of himself and review his homework.

　　 Several other classmates and netizens should have known that Su Zhou and Shao Qiming were traveling to Shan. They recently learned about the news of Shan, so they left a message and asked if there is any first-hand news-gossip party is there.

　　 "Your father, I was there at the time, but what happened at that time? (What can you do to me? jpg

　　 Su Zhou took a few minutes to reply one by one, and sent a panda head emoji to the sand sculpture netizens, stunned their appetite but didn't tell the truth—after all, they signed a confidentiality treaty.

　　 However, after putting down the phone with a comfortable face, Su Zhou suddenly felt sore and unbearable in his abdomen. It was rare to see Venus in front of him, and his hands and feet were even weaker.

　　 "If I haven't eaten in twenty-four hours, I'm going to die!"

　　 Among the many requirements for survival, there is no such thing as ‘can be fasted’!

　　 Enduring the pain of squirming in his abdomen, Su Zhou quickly got up and went to the kitchen to get a few pieces of bread. He chewed while eating, planning to find out where Yarra was and take it to dinner.

　　 As a result, he saw at a glance that the snake spirit was nesting in the suitcase in his room, lying on the small bag of fruit tree powder he had collected, as if sleeping comfortably.

Can 　　 be uncomfortable? The original red long strip of snake spirit has collapsed into a red ball! It looks almost like a slime. ①

　　 "Hey, Yarra, it's time to get up."

　　 had a vague sense of sight, but Su Zhou didn't take it to heart. He walked to the suitcase and wanted to wake up the snake spirit.

But Yala opened his eyes, and simple eyes and mouth appeared on a ruby-like ball, showing a vivid expression of'reluctant'. It twisted its body, but just refused to get out of the bag of wood. Moving away from the fan: "Don't, let me stay here-you have to eat and eat by yourself, I only need your'blood offering' is enough."

　　 "...what the **** is this bag of wood flour?"

Scratching his head, Su Zhou was puzzled. He stretched out his hand and placed the whole bag of wood flour together with Yala on the palm of his hand: "You are so important to me. At that time, I asked me to dig up all the wood flour and the soil. Collection."

　　 "By the way, there is also that piece of wood, which clearly looks like ordinary sawdust. Why does it possess such a strong purifying magic power? I haven't heard any spiritual sounds all day, it's rare to sleep so comfortably!"

"Tsk." Yala could see that if she didn't answer Su Zhou's question, she might not be able to rest securely, so she could only sigh helplessly, turning her body from a slime ball into a long snake-like shape—because of seeing It was too flexible to go up, so Su Zhou couldn't help but stretched out his hand and squeezed, poking.

　　Don't say it, it feels a bit like pudding, and its flexibility is similar to that of a decompression ball! It feels very comfortable.

　　 And the snake spirit also seemed to feel very comfortable being poked. It snorted, and then said comfortably: "Sawdust? It is indeed sawdust, but this sawdust is the product of the fragments of the'True Cross'."

　　 Noting that Su Zhou stopped acting on his hands, and looked at herself in amazement, Yala flicked her tail and chuckled: "Yes, yes, don't be surprised."

　　 "It is the ‘true cross’ where the Messiah was tortured."

　　①You can see Yarra's character pictures, but I don’t know if I’ve reviewed it.