Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

"..."

The hoarse voice croaked and asked,

Standing aside, the child behind the stone pillars of the church shook his head, his pupils were dim, not like disobedience to the young people on the stage, but more like a daze.

...The red and cold little feet were covered with mud and skin, the slender ankles, and the blue marks on the shackles remained...

"Why don't you go?"

"... "

"Why don't you go?!"

"I don't want to go..."

It wasn't until the young man repeated the third time with a half roar that the child squeaked softly,

"...Don't want to leave, do you still want to be caught by them? Be fed to aliens and become aliens! Dig, cut and stuff them into the origin stone?!"

"Do you want to die?!"

The young man threatened with anger,

"go home!"

"..."

"Where can I go!"

"..."

The child remained silent.

The young man's expression changed slightly, and when his eyes flickered and dodged, he suddenly heard the child speak.

"...It's okay, I don't blame you..."

"You, what did you say?"

"...You did your best, you helped me..."

It seemed that some switch had been touched, and the hand holding the rope loop was getting tighter... At that moment, his thoughts were disturbed, and just as he was stunned, his legs were suddenly hugged tightly by the child.The young man was startled, but threw the child away like an electric shock. Little Agor fell to the ground, and Li Boli jumped off the "high platform". The child who got up was almost growling.

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

"Thank you……"

The ear feathers exploded instantly and calmed down... The ragged child ignored the frighteningly scalded face, ran a few steps closer, stood on tiptoe, hugged him, and murmured.

"...I want to thank you..."

The thin body has clear ribs, but it is firmly pressed against him, a small voice is buried in his shoulders, and he breathes out his heat and hugs him gently.His mouth was frozen in a state of half-opening in astonishment... Trembling... Trembling, he clenched his mouth tightly for the last time.

clap la la la-

The heavy rain poured down, covering up the cathartic cries of the ashamed soul, which appeared in bursts, and then gradually stopped... The sound of rain continued, and the raindrops were dense and rustling, like a curtain made of water, making the already ethereal human voice even more blurred ...

"…May I have your name……?"

[…have no idea,]

"Did you forget?"

[no name…]

"Then... are you... are you hungry?"

[…Um……]

"... There is a lunch box in my bag that I didn't eat at noon..."

[What's this…? ]

"Kung Pao Chicken..."

Memories end with the end of the chewing in the room,

The sound of drinking soup made him want to get up and sit up again, leaning his back against the wall, looking at the night scene outside the porthole.

Crash la la la———

The rain is heavier, it is normal rain.

Didn't turn blue...but then what?

"..."

He didn't know clearly, as if what he saw was a thick fog, he couldn't see it, and he couldn't grasp it.

Just at this moment, a small white thing stood beside him, without leaning over, keeping a distance of one punch, equal to his height.

"."

"..."

"system?"

Li Boli stared blankly before the rain scene.

"Can I ask you something?"

"What's up?"

The voice that came back was no longer a cold electronic sound, but a human voice with flesh and blood.

"From the old world to the present, this feeling of vicissitudes...how do you overcome it?"

FOUR stared at the sky, and there seemed to be images beating in his eyes, but he could only chuckle...a chuckle with indistinguishable meanings.

"Everything in the world is naturally orderly, everything makes sense, and some things are hard to violate"

"..."

"Partner, are you worried now?"

Crash la la la———

The sound of rain replaced the answer, and the answer was silent.

It looked at his profile, turned its head, and looked at the same sky as him.

"But the meaning of life is not in the length, but in the scenery on the road. If we can't change the gap of objective facts, then we can also try to enrich the present...cooperators,"

As the cloth shoe approached, something was handed out from its hand.

"If real life is really tiring,"

"...?"

Zhuo Tong turned, and he saw clearly the object handed to him:

A game console manufactured by pre-civilized technology,

"Let's play games"

----split line----

Special statement: I'm sorry, the xw x group was blasted, the ghost did it, the author and I were dealing with things, so the third update came very late, there may or may not be a fourth update today.

Because I want to write the personal information of the characters, I wrote this very slowly.

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Volume II Columbia Chapter: Chapter 260 Eight [Water]

"There is a saying that Jiuyue Hekui is the strongest, so I keep it in my collection! The huge fire in the oven can make it happen, pure iron and stubborn gold Lai advocates..."

"Hey! Girl thief! Come down to film!"

The storyteller girl who just talked about Ruxing looked at the year when she was stuck behind the stone, and she shook her head with righteous words.

"There are rules of the rivers and lakes from the beginning to the end, you should invite others first."

A stack of credit notes was put on the corner of the table, the girl paused, and pushed her glasses,

He quickly reached out his hand to grab it, but was caught by the red-maned dragon's tail and took it away.

"There is a beginning (si) and an end, river (paddle) ~ lake rules."

"The rivers and lakes are impermanent, but people have feelings—"

The tentacles pushed out the dragon's tail, the storyteller girl spread her fan and swayed lightly around the table...

"The way of heaven is merciless, it's not up to me—" Longwei let go of the banknotes and let his tentacles entangle him, the storyteller girl pushed her glasses and looked around, quickly counting the money...

"Rules seem to be dead, but people are alive~~Young people must learn to be flexible."

(Rules are dead, people are alive,)

Nian laughed as he watched the girl count the money and collect the money, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Why, enough dei to count sei?"

"If you say you want to set up an ambush here—!"

"Let's get up! Filming!"

Lilia, who had just finished her inspection tour of the food processing factory, watched the storytelling booth closing at the speed of light, turned around and sighed a little disappointed, and kicked away the small stones on the side of the road.

In the past few days, she has been in a bad mood.

I heard from my colleagues that the relatives of my colleagues in the first blood opened a very interesting "storytelling" stand, and I planned to go and have a look to relieve my mood... but... alas...

Why are you in a bad mood?

Because Zhang Zhiqing was in a bad mood.

"Ugh……"

For some reason, since he cooked for himself, Zhang Zhiqing became depressed and locked himself in the office every day.

【What are you doing in there? 】

Whenever Lilia asked this question, Zhang Zhiqing would be perfunctory. She wanted to ask, really wanted to ask, but it was impolite... every time she had to dismiss it hastily.

But this is not good,

Lilia thought so,

If it's an adult's business, politeness is not important...so.

Stepping into the ascending elevator of the Montenegro, the girl had an idea in her heart: she probably guessed why Zhang Zhiqing was so unhappy.

It was because of the manipulator behind the scenes in the castle!

That's right, it's because of this!

After a few days of "following the group" in the castle, Lilia understood that the behind-the-scenes "writer" who affects the interior of the castle is actually very useful!

Hard-working, hard-working, with a persistent sense of professionalism and sincerity (she witnessed with her own eyes that the miniature stage swallowed up most of the money of her colleagues and still gave nothing), isn't this kind of talent the ideal type that the Bishop pursues?

"So you're so unhappy because you didn't get a chance...?"

Just an idea or just a guess,

Whether it is true or not, you have to find out in person.Because if it was the bishop, he would definitely make such a decision after careful consideration, right?

Walking to the office door, Lilia knocked on the door, cleared her throat and asked in a low voice.

"grown ups…"

"About the behind-the-scenes writer in the castle, what do you think..."

"Huhahahahaha grab it grab it!!!"

The little nun was taken aback,

Hey?

Did I hear it wrong?

After straightening the bow tie, Lilia knocked on the door again.

But this time, before she could open her mouth, a certain Li Boli's wild laughter came like a wave.