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"Didn't you realize that the glass you just drank was filled with clear water, but now it has turned into coffee color in just a few seconds?" Ray reminded Morrie.

"No, it tastes the same, why didn't I notice?" Mo Li looked at Feng Wuhen belatedly.

Fengmei patted him reassuringly: "It's okay, you had a good chat with them just now, I have nothing to do, I put some genetically modified herbal powder in your cup to observe the color and taste, doesn't it look like coffee?" Full of expectations looked at Morrie.

Morrie nodded, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Only Rui and I were left in the living room, as well as Feng Wuhen who smiled softly and sweetly.

In order to divert Fengmeimei's attention from me and Rui because the number one test subject left, I had to repeat the previous question, "How did Luodi die?"

"Old and dead." Rui answered me without thinking.

"..." I froze.

"Every human being has never died since ancient times!" Mo Li, who came out of the bathroom for a long time, dropped a sentence weakly, and was immediately knocked on the head by the beautiful woman, "Stop using ancient poems." Then he said to himself yearningly, "I don't know me. What was the previous life like?"

"It's probably Tutankhamen." You can guess from the passage on the door of her house "Who disturbs the peace of this girl, the wings of disaster will come."

"Who is that?" The eldest lady is familiar with medical skills and pays little attention to foreign history.

Molly laughed dryly and gave me a hard look, "A certain pharaoh in Egypt," remembering that his wife loves beauty, did not forget to add, "It is said that he is very handsome."

"Oh, then I'll go back and look up the information." Fengmei immediately became interested when she heard this.

I couldn't help giving Mo Li a blank look, which pot is not open and which pot to carry, if this woman finds out this pharaoh and dies, she will definitely think that I curse her short life, and she is so narrow-minded...

Fortunately, the annual Werewolf Ceremony is about to begin, and Morrie has the conscience to change the subject and start chatting about this topic. As usual, he invited Rui and me to attend their festival together, and he and Rui started to discuss Invitation list.

Fengmei yawned boredly, and added some colorless and tasteless ingredients to the three of us' cups again. Mori's discussion arose, and he picked up the cup and drank it without the slightest notice.

Rui never touched his teacup, and when he finally picked it up after a while, Fengmei smiled gratifiedly that he had finally arrived, and her fingers trembled a little with excitement.

Rui handed me the cup: "Qiong, help me to make a cup of black tea, and don't forget to wash off the remaining green tea stains."

I responded and did not forget to take my cup together. When I saw the beautiful woman Feng's disappointed shoulders and Morrie's ignorance, when she walked to the kitchen sink and turned her back to them, I finally couldn't help the corner of my mouth split With a big arc, the sound of Morrie standing up again and walking to the bathroom came from the living room.

The invitation list was no different from previous years. After the discussion, the couple got up and left when it was getting dark. I looked at Morrie's back with infinite sympathy, "Poor him, he was drugged seven or eight times. I didn’t find it, I thought it was because the medicine that was given the first time was too strong, it’s really strange where did my normal vigilance go?”

"Do you think he really doesn't know?" Rui washed the cup that was filled last time. "This kid can let his wife play with him. Anyway, his physique can't do too much damage."

I was a little speechless, it turned out that Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, this couple is really...

Nothing to do, I started pestering Rui, asking him to tell me about my past life, he said casually that he lived in the elves most of the time, and saw Luodi very rarely.

"A guy with a withdrawn personality, low self-esteem, severe communication phobia, autism, depression, and emotional communication barriers."

Rui described Luo Di in this way, and frankly said that this was the entire impression he had of Luo Di who had met several times, and he was not afraid of hitting me at all.

I was dazed by his long list of jargon, and I thought to myself that Ray is indeed a doctor, but, "Sounds like the usual personality of a genius."

Rui looked at me silently, I guess he must be thinking that I'm really cheeky, he nodded, "I have to admit that Luo Di is indeed a rare genius, it's completely different from your current situation."

"Then how do you know that my previous life was Luo Di?"

He pondered for a while: "Thousands of years ago, the elders of the clan met a psychic by chance. The psychic lost to the elder because of a bet and promised his descendants to serve our clan for generations?"

"What bet?"

"At that time, the psychics didn't believe that the blood race had no soul, so talking to the elders could find out the soul of our clan members. If he wins, we will serve them on behalf of him."

"Thousands of years have passed, and they still haven't succeeded." I really sympathize with the psychics, who search tirelessly, but don't know what they are looking for, it doesn't exist at all.

"Naluodi," I was still interested in my past life, "what was his life like?"

Morrie made him look like a legend, but from Rui's mouth, it seemed that he was just a handsome genius with a lot of psychological problems!

This, such a flat character, does not sound real at all.

The most frustrating thing is that it is completely opposite to me in terms of appearance, personality and magic ability. Are you sure that Luodi is really my previous life?

"How do I know, that lonely guy has lived in seclusion in the mountains for most of his life, Rui is very impatient, "I have no interest in him, what does he do?"

"Since you are not interested in him, why did you ask me to be your companion?"

Rui frowned, and pondered for a while, "You are you, he is him, it's hard to compare. Do you have his magic learning ability?"

"……No."

He patted my head: "Didn't I tell you, I'm not interested in that guy at all?"

I probably felt a little sorry for shocking me. Rui started to talk about the clan things he knew thousands of years ago, and most of the time he talked about his wise and powerful, invincible, smart and capable, impeccable personality, and perfect elder brother——Filji s.

I came to a conclusion, "Rui, you must have a serious brother love complex." That's why I described my brother as heaven and earth.

Thinking of his brother passing away in a confrontation with the witcher, I feel sad for Rui again, because he will never come back, so the good things from the past are doubled. After thousands of years, it is no wonder that Rui's brother has become a god in his heart Only.

Rui hit my head hard: "What nonsense!" He said angrily, "You don't know anything."

Afterwards, I made ins and outs for a long time, and I always felt that Ray and Maury seemed to be hiding something from me.But he was left and right with this set of rhetoric, and I had no way to explore it, so I had to go to sleep depressed.

Two days later, Rui and I went to the United States to participate in the ritual ceremony of the werewolves. Unexpectedly, we saw dead humans on the streets of Manhattan.

This guy and the little Taoist family joined in the fun to participate in the full moon festival. By playing in New York for a while when he was studying in the United States, he just dragged the blond man around.

I have always had a heart for that silver bullet, and I was afraid of being caught by the windy beauty as a test product in my spare time, so I joined their wandering team.

Along the way, the blond man continued to chatter about his latest research progress.

According to the records in many sets of magic history that have become orphans, God's blessing has two uses, one is to change the other party's existence form, but this change can last for a lifetime; the other is to use To fix the existence form of the other party, this fixation is eternal and eternal.

Both of these divine blessings come at the cost of the caster's life.

"Then what kind of God's blessing is on this guy?" I looked at the dead human carefully from top to bottom with great interest, wondering if he might have been transformed by some strange thing?

The dead human stretched out his hand and squeezed my face too much: "Of course it's the second type. Do I seem to have changed from something?"

"It can't be seen!" I slapped his hands away and rubbed his face.

The blond man nodded provingly: "I've confirmed it, he is indeed in the form that is fixed forever."

"What about the dogtail grass and cockroaches you collected?"

"They were transformed into this form. These two should have had a great enmity with someone. They may have been humans, spirits, wizards, or magicians before!"

The blond man said with emotion, "I don't know how much enmity it is that caused such a tragedy."

"How can it be considered a blessing? It is simply a curse completed with one's own life." The dead human sighed.

The traffic on the road was heavy, and the few of us were pushed aside, and the police on the street were chaotic and busy.

"Looking at the situation, maybe the president is coming." The blond man muttered while helping the old beggar who was knocked down.

As soon as my mind moved, a thought ran through my mind, but it was too late to catch it. It seemed that something was brewing. I vaguely felt something was wrong, but I couldn't figure out why.

After hastily saying goodbye to the dead human and the blond man, I teleported back to Morrie's residence in the United States. Not long after, Rui and Morrie came back one after another after finishing their work. I was relieved to see that they were safe and sound.

The Full Moon Festival is an annual celebration of the werewolf tribe, and the blood tribe still continues the tradition of carnival at midnight every month set nearly a thousand years ago.

However, the traditions of the werewolf tribe have gradually changed over the past few hundred years. With the decrease in the number of tribesmen, the full moon festival has been changed to once a year in the past hundred years.

Because the interval is relatively long, the enthusiasm of the atmosphere exceeds that of the blood clan every year.

All ethnic groups that have made good friends will come to participate in this festival, so apart from the serious meaning of sacrifice, this can be said to be a carnival for foreign races.

At first, everything unfolded as usual, but on the third day, the accident finally happened.

My previous premonition was not wrong. The chaotic traffic in the human world and the police on the streets are not preparing for the arrival of the big man, but for this full moon festival.

Soldiers armed with live ammunition surrounded the entire square, and it was unknown how they broke the barrier to enter, and the loudspeakers had already begun shouting.

"Adhering to the spirit of freedom and democracy, in order not to pose a threat to the survival of all human beings, but also to give you the same right to survival, you are allowed to use the legendary spell of God's blessing, and at the cost of half the sacrifice, the remaining non-human Human beings transform into human form, and the United States guarantees the safety of all human beings on the land. Now, I will give you 10 minutes to think about it. Don’t try to escape. There is a certain distance limit for teleportation. As long as you are within the land of the United States, the FBI will spare no effort to eliminate All the fish that slipped through."

The square fell silent for a moment, and then all the alien races who participated in the full moon festival began to ask each other what God's blessings were. Some of them explained what they knew, and some clamored that they would rather die than become human.

A few unbelievers have already started teleporting, and they fled in the United States in a flash. Those who were not fast enough to leave traces were almost shot down by lasers.

The situation was chaotic, because Mori was close to Mrs. Myers and the werewolf patriarch, he signaled to Rui that he would protect the patriarchs of the two clans, and asked Rui to help find Feng Wuhen who didn't know where he went.

Rui dragged my eyes to look around, but I didn't see Feng Wuhen.

I inadvertently glanced at the human army with live ammunition, and realized that not all of these people were wearing American military uniforms, some were from Europe, and some were from Asia.

This is the so-called witcher!

They have prepared for many years, developed thermal weapons, guarded against each other, and truly united, it is indeed the strength of human beings.

No wonder I always feel that something is wrong, the missing part is here.

Magic and witchcraft have been lost in the civilization of human society for a long time. The survival of human beings has long been separated from the original spiritual will and replaced by a high degree of mechanization. Infrared rays can even see the shape under the invisibility technique.

In the past hundred years, human beings have developed by leaps and bounds through science and technology, but we have spent thousands of years, but we have achieved nothing shamefully.

I searched for Feng Wuhen in the chaos, but I saw an unexpected but reasonable person next to the FBI director who was obviously the commander of the siege.

The Sanchez that Ray and Murray were talking about sounded like a Western name, so I misunderstood it at first, thinking it was the alias of the blond man.

However, just as I am a blood race but not from England, the head of the demon hunter named Sanchez also has black hair and black eyes.

No wonder Rui kept telling me to stay away from him. No wonder Yinglun was attacked by a witcher. As soon as Rui finished dealing with it, he returned to the city where we lived.

It was no coincidence that I met and worked in the same company from the very beginning.

The fight with Mori was not so much a joke as a test of the strength of the werewolves.

The garlic in the soup and the waiter's cross was his inspiration.

It wasn't careless to pull me into the strong midday sun.

Being interested in me is just an excuse to get close to us.

Across the noisy crowd far away, my eyes met those of the dead human beings, his eyes were unexpectedly calm, he looked at me apologetically for a while, and then his attention turned to Rui.

I could see the silvery light flickering between his fingers.

If you read it correctly, it should be a silver needle. He had already raised his hand, but Rui didn't realize that, all his attention was on controlling the situation in the square and finding Feng Wuhen.

At the same time, I also saw behind the dead human, not far away, a black muzzle pointing at his back.

Human beings are greedy and weak animals. They lure them for profit, move them with emotion, and threaten them. They will never worry about finding a betrayer.

The muzzle and the silver needle, these two guys always thought that the situation was under their control, but at this moment they didn't realize that their lives were being threatened.

When the silver needle of the dead human flew out, I almost instinctively stood in front of Rui.

While teleporting, he did not forget to make a sound to remind the dead humans that there was a killer sneaking behind him.

He can see the muzzle of the gun as soon as he turns his head. He only needs to move his mind, and the bullet will not hit him. Of course, Rui, who is blocked by me, will be fine, so everything will be solved.

But the speed of the silver needle is very fast. If you want to describe it, it is no exaggeration to say that it is hundreds of times faster than the speed of a bullet.

It was almost too late even if Rui found out that something was wrong and dragged me away. Only then did I realize that the embroidery needle that was chasing Morrie around at that time was really just a joke.

What's strange is that at such a fast speed, the silver needle still didn't hit me who stood in front of Rui.

The needle stopped abruptly less than one centimeter from my left chest, and instead of flying forward, it fell to the ground under the influence of gravity.

When the needle was about to hit the ground, Ruicai and I moved away, but it was no longer necessary.

The silver needles were very close to us, so I clearly heard the crisp sound of them falling on the concrete floor, but I didn't hear the gunshots. The bullets fired from the barrel with the silencer were so far away, I couldn't hear them .

Looking up, I saw that the dead human's clothes were slowly stained red by some kind of liquid, which was near the heart, and the FBI director next to him also fell down.

The dead human still stood calmly, separated from the hustle and bustle, far away, his lips moved silently, and said three words to me, "I'm sorry!"

Passing through countless corpses, regardless of Gu Rui's obstruction, I walked towards him and ran into a little Taoist priest on the way.

He followed behind me without saying a word. Feng Wuhen, who could not be found just now, stood beside the dead human with the instinct of a doctor. Seeing us approaching, she shook her head at me.

The little Taoist held the dead human's hand, the dead human opened his eyes, saw me, and smiled silently, still the same sunny smile as when he first saw him.

Seeing his familiar smile at this moment, I couldn't help but feel like crying.

I'm sure he heard my warning, and if he turned back then, as long as he turned back then, he would have dodged the bullet.

"Why?" The speed of the silver needle is several times faster than the bullet, and it can completely hit Rui after passing through my body. This speed itself implements the most concentrated will of a demon hunter.

He was determined to put Rui to death, but why did he change his decision in a shorter time than the snap of a finger?

The dead human obviously knew what I meant, he raised his hand feebly to stroke my hair on the sideburns.

"Qiong, you are very similar to a person I know. Although the appearance is completely different, I can't help but think of him in every gesture. If it wasn't for that person who no longer exists in the world, I would think you are him. I sometimes deceive myself to think of you as him, but time has passed so long that you have forgotten what happened between us. It’s a pity that I saw him disappear in front of me to save me, so you No matter how similar he is, it won’t be him.”

He said wistfully, "Seeing you standing in front of Rui just now, I seem to see myself at that time, the nightmare I have experienced for many years, I don't want him to reappear in reality."

His final voice has gradually weakened, and I can feel life draining from his body bit by bit. I tried my best to open my eyes wide, not wanting to let the tears flow down.

At this time, in the chaotic square, there was an untimely singing sound.

The singing voice is ethereal and graceful, resounding against the clouds, flowing from the mouth of a charming woman with lake green long hair, as clear as a mountain spring, like the fragrant wind passing through the flowers in spring, with infinite lingering meaning.

The woman's expression is relaxed and graceful, her slender five fingers are dancing among her hair, she combs her hair lazily and sings in this tense situation.

The soldiers outside the square were fascinated by this strange and beautiful scene, and they were all dumbfounded.

The woman has a charming expression like water, but people can't feel the turbulent atmosphere of the ocean. She is the famous Rhine banshee Lorelei.

The siren stood not far from Lorelai, and sang a completely different song to the rhythm of the Rhine Banshee's singing. Strangely, it didn't break Lorelai's melody, but it was like the deep breath of the sea The pulsation makes the best accompaniment.

The soldiers and generals were already fascinated by the two charming women who were overwhelmed by the country and sang the sounds of nature that did not belong to the world.

The gun in his hand was put down, the laser beam was turned off, and the shells retreated and slid to the ground. The military appearance just now has become sitting on the ground at this moment.

Amidst the sad singing, a soft white hand put my shoulder and patted it comfortingly. At some point, Mrs. Myers had come to our side, "Qion, swear with blood, there is still time to save him."

It's useless, I shook my head, there is God's blessing on a dead human being, the blood oath cannot change his physique to make him the same as ours, "The blood oath will not succeed."

The madam was a little anxious: "Although the success rate of the blood oath is very low, as long as he has the will to live, he can't try it?" Her voice was actually a little urgent.

I looked at Madam and was amazed at her eagerness. Madam Myers' gentleness has always been only for clansmen and friendly friends. After all, she is the patriarch of the blood clan. How could she have such compassion for a demon hunter?

What's more, this witcher intended to kill her son just a moment ago. I'm a little confused.

The dead human looked at Madam mockingly, and an unknown light flashed in Madam's eyes when they looked at him.

After a while, Madam was about to urge me again, but the dead human had already spoken first. He shook the little Taoist priest's hand and sighed, "The singing just now reminded me of my life as a sailor a long time ago. At that time, I was free and free from everything. I don’t know, how happy and carefree, I just feel that the blue sea is too monotonous, but now I miss that monotonous life very much.”

"I'll take you there." The little Taoist priest has always been speculative with dead humans, and he held his hand tightly. With the other hand, he waved a cloud of mist, which enveloped him and the dead humans. The dead humans grabbed my hand, "Qiong, Stay with me for a while."

I nodded, not caring whether the group of armed soldiers who had apparently fallen into hypnosis would make a comeback, or whether the martial law in the United States was so strong that I would shoot down this unknown floating object and follow them into the fog.

This time, I also felt that the fog was cold and dark, the little Taoist kept holding the dead human's right hand, remembering the last time I entered the fog, the dead human sneezed, I couldn't help holding him in my arms.

He muttered to himself, "It's a pity that I have no strength at all. I really missed a good opportunity to steal fragrance."

I saw that he was still in the mood to joke around at this moment, and while feeling sad, I couldn't help reminding him, "I'm not the one you want."

He then fell silent again, and I felt a little regretful, as if he had said something that shouldn't have been said.

The place where the fog cloud landed was a small island. I'm not sure if the small island is in the United States. There are no people on the island. The seagulls in the distance flew to the center of the ocean and quickly disappeared into the sky.

The dead human leaned against me and kept looking at the distant sea. He said in a low voice, "Qiong, remember never to touch God's blessings, don't apply them to others, and don't let others apply them to you."

"why?"

"It's actually a curse. Whether it's a good mentality or a bad mentality, it always violates nature. There is only one result, which is to keep the people related to the curse away from happiness life after life."

He slowly said, "When I was born, I didn't remember my previous life at all. I studied and worked like ordinary people, realized my dream, and became a sailor. But a few months ago, I suddenly remembered In my previous life, my powers only started to exist at that time.”

"In one dream after another, I learned that there are advanced creatures other than humans in this world. Humans call them demons. In my previous life, I belonged to a family of demon hunters. I personally killed the missing The mother and younger brother who turned into vampires to attack, the father in the dream was afraid that one day I would miss my hand and would follow the path of mother and younger brother. I don’t know where to find the magic book passed down from ancient times. At the cost of his life, in the previous life God’s blessing was applied to me, and he was very pleased before his death that at least his only son would never have the chance to become a demon.”

"In the dream, I saw that my previous life couldn't stop him. He recruited everyone in the family to trap me and cast a spell. I just killed my mother and younger brother with my own hands and watched my father die for me. All the clansmen said, "You can't let your father down." Just like what my father said before he died, those who died should not die in vain."

"Such a shackle trapped me in my previous life. Even though I knew I was in love with him at that time, he was a blood clan. The feud and responsibility lay between me and him in the previous life. He was a wayward person. Selfish person, I in previous life couldn't understand his thoughts, he trapped himself in his world, also couldn't see me, although we were together at the time, we couldn't feel love for each other, until he disappeared in order to save me At that moment, it was then that I suddenly realized that I had missed my favorite forever.”

The dead human smiled wryly, because he spoke Chinese, so I had no way of knowing whether the one he was talking about was him or her?

His hands were getting colder, and he sighed weakly, "It would be great if I didn't have to remember such an unhappy past life. I would rather disappear forever like Luo Di than live in pain and continue to have to complete it." Responsibility."

I looked at him in amazement, did he just say Luo Di?He clenched his hand almost tremblingly: "You just said Luo Di? Your lover's name is Luo Di? The No.1 Luo Di in the magic world?"

It should be the same name, right?

Dead humans should shake their heads when they hear No. 1 in the magic world, right?

But he nodded, his breath was already very weak, he looked at me trembling with excitement in surprise, "Do you know Luodi?"

"I am Luo Di!" The words stuck in his throat.

The hand of the dead human being holding me gradually loosened, and I couldn't make a sound. Am I really Luo Di?

Were we really lovers who loved each other deeply in previous lives?

Why after thousands of years, I no longer remember you and become your old enemy?

And you, keep claiming that we were in love once, but you can't recognize me who is so close?