I heard that you are the illegitimate son of Hades?

Baicheng has been cloudy recently and there is no sun, so it got dark very early. Jiang Han and Chu Ci went to the dormitory together. The two of them got everything ready and were quietly waiting for 12 midnight.

"Chu Ci, the person you mentioned...how did he become? Did he die? Did you guys meet...in the underworld?" Jiang Han recalled that unpleasant topic again. .

He knew that it was Chu Ci's sad story, but he really wanted to know, and wanted to know more about him.

Compared with him, Chu Ci lived in the dark world underground.One is light and freedom, and the other is shackles and darkness. He wants to know how Chu Ci came here alone in the 600 years that are so long for ordinary people.

Maybe even those 600 years are just a snap of his fingers to him. .

"How many times have you asked?" Chu Ci smiled lightly, he leaned his head close to Jiang Han, and asked him in a provocative tone, "You really want to hear that?"

"Yeah." Jiang Han only answered a monosyllabic word. After the reply, Chu Ci still leaned very close to him. He made a conscious effort to recognize it too much, and his eyes dodged. He was afraid that the other party would know what he wanted, but he should... He has Mind reading, do you know that?Still don't know?

Jiang Han secretly looked at him.

The two sat on the window sill outside the corridor window, the moonlight was bright and the moon was very round.

Today is NO.16 of the lunar calendar, and the moon is sixteen round on the fifteenth day, which is really true.

Chu Ci stretched out his arm silently, and brought Jiang Han into his arms, "Hey, why..." Before Jiang Han could react, he was hugged by Chu Ci like this and bumped into his arms.

"Don't you want to hear a story?" Chu Ci's eyes were slightly bent, his face still had a familiar expression, "Let me tell you."

"After thinking about it, I still think it's more meaningful for me to tell you."

"After all, we are the same." He looked down at Jiang Han in his arms, and Jiang Han was leaning against his chest, "I am also a psychic body."

More than 600 years ago, it was still the Yuan Dynasty.

The Mongolian iron cavalry traveled almost the entire Asian continent. It was a conquest, and it was the bow of other countries. The Yuan Dynasty had a vast territory and abundant products.

Chu Ci was not called this name at that time, he had no parents, and he was an orphan since he was a child, wandering the rivers and lakes alone, struggling.Little people are extraordinarily strong.

Until one day, he met a person.

People who come to make trouble.

That was a big guy, Chu Ci had to raise his head to 90 degrees to see his face.His face was full of flesh, his fat body twisted his buttocks when he walked, and he stood in front of Chu Ci like an elephant.

The man lowered his head and shouted at Chu Ci: "Little boy, this is your Grandpa Li's territory, have you paid the protection fee?"

Jiang Han couldn't help complaining when he heard this, is this a ***?At that time, there was already a protection fee?

Chu Ci coughed and continued.

He didn't know that it was someone else's territory, so he ignored the fat man.

Chu Ci turned around and was about to leave when the fat man grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

"You can only leave after paying the protection fee." The fat man insisted very much, the flesh on his face twisted together and wrinkled into a ball.

"No money." Chu Ci was not afraid of him, and looked calm and breezy.

"No money, right?" The fat man raised his fist and swung it towards Chu Ci.

Chu Ci took a quick step back to dodge perfectly, then turned sideways, turned behind the fat man, kicked up and tripped backwards, the fat man didn't expect Chu Ci to make such a move for a while, his foot was unstable, "Bang ..." He fell heavily to the ground.

This...is too weak...

That's it?Just come out here to collect protection fees?

Just as Chu Ci was about to leave, the fat man jumped up and kicked towards Chu Ci.

Fortunately, he had thick legs, and when his feet came over, he felt a gust of wind blowing by, and Chu Ci escaped perfectly.

"His grandma's, the little one has two strokes." The fat man wiped his nose, gritted his teeth tightly, and choked out a few words between his teeth.

Chu Ci originally didn't want to entangle him too much, but he felt a little upset when he heard this sentence.

He walked over in embarrassment, turned around and raised his leg and kicked.When the fat man was unaware, he kicked the fat man's ear.

The fat man spit out a mouthful of saliva and fell straight on the ground. Chu Ci cleaned the dust off his clothes, turned around and left.

"Wait!" Jiang Han popped out, breaking Chu Ci's memory, "Boss, are you so good?"

"I've always been great, please." Chu Ci smiled.

Chu Ci picked up his luggage and was stopped by a person behind him when he was leaving.

He thought it was that fat man again, so he couldn't help but kick heavily on the head of the fat man who was still lying on the ground.

The fat man was foaming at the mouth and fainted, and Chu Ci turned around to see the people behind him clearly.

The man had slender eyebrows, sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and he looked like a villain by nature.He shook the fan in his arms and walked towards Chuci.

"Little devil, you're pretty good at it." He covered his chin with a fan, and hummed softly, "Not bad, not bad."

Originally, her eyes were like slender willow leaves, but with this smile, the word "wretched" was capitalized on the whole face.

"Stop!" Jiang Han spoke again, "Wretched? Are you sure the Yuan Dynasty had this word?"

"Don't pay too much attention to it," Chu Ci patted his head, "It's just that he looks very obscene, let me describe it to you in the current words."

"That's so obscene..."

"Trust me, that person is really wretched." Chu Ci smiled wryly.

"I haven't made a move yet... just say I'm good at it? How do you see it?" Chu Ci asked him.

The man sneered, "Pa—" he closed his fan, "Response."

"Your response is good, how old is this year?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Chu Ci didn't want to have too many conversations with him, so he packed up his things and left.

"Oh. We will meet again." He looked up to the sky and smiled, and left slowly.

"Oh no!" Jiang Han interrupted him again, "Didn't you already leave at that time? How did you know what he said?"

"He was very loud and yelled at me." Chu Ci explained.

"Oh, go ahead."

"What are you going on, look at the time, it's almost midnight." Chu Ci looked at the dead Baicheng No. [-] Middle School under the night, with a mixture of yin and resentment, which seemed to be a little heavier than before.

Jiang Han took out his phone and checked the time, "Really, it's twelve o'clock now." After reading it, he locked the phone and put it away, "Then where are we going now?"

"It's almost time, let's go." He stood up, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Han who was still sitting on the window sill, "Accompany me to the music classroom on the fifth floor of your teaching building, maybe Liu Ming is there too."

"Okay, let's go..." Jiang Han turned around and wanted to jump off the window sill, but unexpectedly, Chu Ci grabbed his wrist tightly and jumped directly along the window sill of the dormitory building.

"Ah..." Jiang Han was dragged by Chu Ci to jump off the building. Although it wasn't the first time, he still couldn't bear it, and he howled like ghosts and wolves when he fell.

"Stop howling, shhh, keep your voice down." Chu Ci's fingertips rested lightly on the corner of Jiang Han's lips, "Quiet."

Jiang Han's face quickly turned red when he couldn't see clearly, and he nodded slightly.

Along the way, in order to avoid the school's monitoring, Chu Ci held his hand and temporarily dispersed part of his Yin Qi into Jiang Han's body, so that he didn't have to worry about the security guard seeing the monitoring and saying that someone broke into the teaching building at night, which was convenient.

At night, the teaching building was deadly silent, and there was the sound of water dripping from the corner. It was probably the sound of water flowing from the faucet in the bathroom that had been in disrepair for many years.

"I save the summer,

It's all up to you.

When snowflakes fall,

Let winter morning stop.

I save the sun,

For your emergencies.

there far from the darkness,

Can nourish your soul.

.........

 …”

The singing voice was as ethereal as usual, but it seemed to be mixed with electromagnetic sounds, which came from the classroom in front of Jiang Han and Chu Ci.