[Full-time] Takayama Yangzhi

People spend their lives pretending to be one kind of person when they are really another.The truth is like a magnet that attracts opposites, like a shadow.No one can escape the laws of heaven.

Halbala is a local Mongolian youth in E City.

His people have migrated on the vast grasslands since ancient times, lived as nomads, and fought with the Han people in the south and the Manchus in the east.Then they became a country, they built cities, and nomads lived in high-rise buildings.The grasslands they have depended on for generations have the country's most important energy resource - coal.

Countless high-rise buildings began to rise in this humble Mongol-inhabited city, not only Han Chinese, but even many foreigners flocked to it.

When did it start to decline?Halbala thought, probably a few years ago people suddenly discovered that they could no longer dig out the black ore from the ground.He didn't understand either. He just watched the facts of the decline of City E written in huge black and red letters on the newspaper and TV. Countless so-called experts condemned human beings' greed for nature.This city, which was developed to the apex due to coal, has also declined due to coal. Countless real estate buildings have been empty, and some have not even had time to live in.

Most young people like Harbala leave their hometowns to work in other cities, and a few like him stay in E City to do some odd jobs to make ends meet, and live together with a group of people in a small room that is only an inch in size.

Poverty is often a breeding ground for evil, especially when seeing rich people, jealousy inspires evil thoughts in the heart quietly sprouting in the heart.

Today, Halbala and his colleagues got a salary that they had worked so hard for for a month. After all, the capitalist boss is much smarter than them, and the pitiful salary paid to a few young people is barely enough for their monthly expenses.

Several middle-aged people with family members went home first, and Halbala, three or four people together, went to eat at the place they often go to.

Mengren likes to drink strong alcohol, and a few cups of the boss's home-brewed mare's milk will taste a little sweet all over the place.A few young people clutched the thin stack of red banknotes in the envelope in their hands, scolded the foreman for being stingy, and complained about the decline of City E.

Just as he was about to scold, four young men, two men and two women, suddenly entered the store.Handsome young men and beautiful women are dressed in fancy dresses, which seem to have their own light effects in the dimly lit small restaurant.The beautiful daughter of the boss's family who is relatively well-known in the local area looks eclipsed in front of those two girls.

From their clothes and manners to their words and deeds, Halbala felt that they didn't seem to be from the same world at all.

They left after eating.After they left, one of the Halbala group spat at their backs and said in Mongolian angrily: "If you want me to say, God is not fair, why are they so beautiful?" We still have money, but we are so pitiful."

Another person answered: "I really want to take their money!"

"Hmph, that's right."

He was still sober after drinking relatively little. Hearing this, Halbala broke out in a cold sweat and woke up most of the wine.After glancing at the two companions who were dazzled by alcohol, he quickly changed the topic to other places.

The summer rain in the north always comes at surprising moments, regardless of people's thoughts.

Ye Jingxing suddenly sat up from the grass, looked at the dark clouds rolling in from the east, and said nothing, then pushed Wang Jiexi away with a sullen face and said, "Let's go back."

Wang Jiexi, who was still sitting on the ground, frowned, and followed her gaze, gusts of dark wind swept across the sky and covered the sky, quickly infecting the sky like ink entering water, and covering up the bright stars.

Seeing that he looked into the distance and didn't get up, Ye Jingxing bent down and urged him, "Hurry up."

Wang Jiexi was a little surprised - Ye Jingxing shouldn't be in this state logically - she should always be calm and calm, for her who can always at least plan ABC for one thing, this is already very good panicked.

"Let's go." He took his girlfriend's arm and said, and was surprised to find that Ye Jingxing was a little strange.Her physique is not very good, she is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, her fingertips are always cold and her palms are hot, but at this time her hands seem to be unusually cold.

"What's the matter?" Wang Jiexi asked.

Ye Jingxing shook his head, lowered his head and didn't look straight at him, his hands wrapped around his arms like vines on a rainy night, stretching him forward.Helpless, Wang Jiexi had no choice but to drag her back like this.

Rain is coming.

The black clouds in the sky were pressed down by the wind, sweeping away all the shining stars and moons in the sky, and the lightning tore through the stratus clouds, leaving silver-blue hideous traces in the hazy gray, and thunder rolled down from it .

Empty high-rise buildings stand row upon row, and the dirty watermarked glass can already be seen reflecting the sky of lightning and thunder in the half-mist, highlighting the horror and horror atmosphere of the "ghost town".The moment the thunder sounded, Ye Jingxing's whole body trembled, and he hugged Wang Jiexi's arm tightly, even pinching him lightly with his fingers unconsciously.

Wang Jiexi was taken aback, and reached out to pat the back of her hand.This was obviously not a physical reaction to the cold: the eyes were blank, the lips were faded, and the teeth were chattering—this was fear.

So, this Her Majesty the Queen, who looks sharp and cold, is actually afraid of thunder?

Seeing Ye Jingxing's state, Wang Jiexi struggled for a while and decided to take a shortcut and go back.Of course, the magician's outstanding skills also include recording pictures.I can remember all the twists and turns in the competition, not to mention that there are only a few routes in a city that go back and forth between two places.

Should take the main road.

In this ghost town with few people in the first place, there are only a few dilapidated and dim street lamps placed on the trail a few years ago, which are still emitting light dutifully.

The fierce young men of the Mongolian nationality who came out of the street corner could still see drunkenness on their faces in the dim light of the rainy night.They were holding iron rods, switchblades and other lethal weapons, and they almost had the word "robbery" written on their faces.Wang Jiexi yelled in his heart that something was wrong.

Travelers are a group of people who are very easy to be robbed, because most of them have good financial conditions, and they don't stay in one place for a long time, and they can't wait to contact the police there, so most of them will suffer from being dumb.

Those young men had already surrounded them, and greeted the two of them with the gleaming murder weapon in their hands.Wang Jiexi quietly covered Ye Jingxing behind him, with his arms half-bent in front of his chest: "You guys, I have something to say."

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense," said the leader, "hand over all valuables on your body."

Turning around and looking at Ye Jingxing's trembling state, he suppressed his fear and nodded calmly, then took out the spare cash in his pocket and handed it over.

"That's all?" The young man in charge took the counted banknotes with one hand, and glanced at them with distaste, "Are you kidding me? Is there any money you haven't taken out yet?"

Wang Jiexi smiled wryly, and turned out both trouser pockets to show him: "Brother, I just took my girlfriend out to see the stars, and I didn't pay much at all!"

The young man in the lead stared at him for a while, and suddenly the two young men in the back looked at each other, and one of them came up and said something to the leader, and the eyes of the several people lit up in a flash, and they were stunned. The characteristic small eyes and big face that usually looks simple and honest are now full of light full of eager desire, just like the green eyes of a hungry wolf when it sees a sheep.

They smiled grimly and walked towards the two of them: "Since you have brought such a small amount of money, then the girl behind you will come and pay for it!"

As we said before, E City is almost vacant. Most of the people left are old people and middle-aged people who miss the past and care about their families. Most of the young people go out to work to make a living.These young people can't see girls on weekdays, let alone beg for wives, and they have to rely on their right hands to solve their physical needs.

At this time, seeing this frail-looking Han man with such a beautiful girl, even if the long hair covered her face and she was not in good condition, they felt that she was quite as graceful as they had glimpsed in the small restaurant at noon.

Wang Jiexi's complexion changed, he said something obstructive, looked around halfway, and urged Ye Jingxing to leave.But there was another thunderclap, and the girl behind her was ashen-faced, and the long hair that had just run away was messed up on her shoulders.Wang Jiexi couldn't help it, seeing that he couldn't run away and he couldn't expect to talk about the law with drunk people, so he could only shout that it was bad, trying to block the people behind him with his body.

Although those young people were drunk and unorganized, they were tall and tall, and they pulled him to the ground with two hands.

The moment his body hit the ground heavily, Wang Jiexi's mind suddenly started racing, regretting why he didn't learn two boxing moves from Han Wenqing, or even if he had Ye Xiu's ability to make a face of hatred.Seeing that the hands of several people stretched out to the collar of Ye Jingxing whose hands and feet were limp, his heart was filled with rage, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He stretched out his hand to pull the young man at the head hands.

What a stature the Mongolian boy was, and a real otaku like Wang Jiexi, who didn't exercise much on weekdays, tried his best to pull him back, but the other party stood up and shook his hand away.

"Damn, this kid is really in the way," the Mongolian young man shook his hands angrily, "Let's clean him up and take care of that bitch, anyway, that bitch can't move her legs at all."

Several people picked up the things in their hands like Wang Jiexi, and he fell to the ground again. He could only protect his head instinctively, but remembering the importance of his hands, he had to retract his hands into his body.

Accompanied by a loud thunder, heavy rain poured down, Wang Jiexi only felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, and his internal organs seemed to be twisted together by the shock.He raised his eyes to Ye Jingxing's side, seeing that she was still standing against the wall at the same position just now, and no one went to make things difficult for her, so he couldn't help but let out a little breath.As soon as the breath came out, it hit his back again, and he couldn't help moaning out of the pain.

Then again?

Seeing that the young man's fist was about to smash down, he was suddenly slapped away by a hand stretched out from the side.

That hand is so beautiful!Halbala couldn't help but sigh, like the hands of beauties in the movies I saw on black and white TV when I was a child, the palms are small, the five fingers are thin and slender, the nails are round and shaped, and the fingertips are upturned.It's a pity that the raised veins on it ruined this beauty.

The owner of this hand is indeed a beauty, the girl who just stood trembling in the corner, but it is completely different from her just now.

"..." The woman said something in a low voice, and the leader of the Mongolian youth Fang woke up from the shock of being caught by a thin woman with his powerful punch, and hurriedly shook off her hand and said, "What did you say?"

The girl didn't answer, just lowered her head, helped up the young man who was lying on the ground as if no one else was there, sat him against the wall, and then raised her head.

Perhaps this is her truest appearance, those dark and godless eyes like a secluded pool squinted downward, revealing a bit of contempt of a strong person.The long hair that was wet by the rain was docile on the side of the cheek.

This was not the picturesquely beautiful and gentle Han women they imagined, but a long knife that had been unsheathed, and the sharp tip of the knife pointed directly at their hearts with a mighty killing intent.

Halbala suddenly remembered that when they were young, they hadn't moved into a high-rise building.At that time, his parents took him to live with the children in a yurt, outside a herd of livestock.

That day my father and brother went on a long trip, leaving my mother with him and my younger sister.In the Mongolian grassland in winter, strong winds and blizzards roared in, and the wolves, who had nowhere to look for food, turned their attention to the livestock raised by humans.At that time, Grandma probably had the same expression when she was holding a lamp and a gun in her hand and confronting a few lone wolves.Halbala found that he could not remember clearly.

"I said," the girl stood up straight, parted her bangs, and revealed her eyes, "who gave you permission to touch him?"

A few people may have been able to see that this girl is not easy to mess with, but the situation has reached this point, there is no reason for three tall men to be forced back by a girl's aura.

It was indeed Ye Jingxing who made the first move.The three of them only felt a blur before their eyes, and before they saw how she made her legs, they were already repelled by a force for two steps, and then the girl jumped up, her two long legs wrapped around his neck, and her waist twisted Throwing him to the ground, he fell unconscious in an instant.Before it was over, she slashed the young man on the back of the neck with another palm, making him completely blacked out and fainted.

The rest of Harbala had never seen such a woman before, thinking that although the Mongolian people had a tough folk style, women were no exception, but it was impossible to start their hands, and they had never seen such a ghostly woman.

In the panic, one of them took out a knife and put it on Wang Jiexi's neck: "You...don't come here." The whole person was shaking like chaff.Halbala saw that the knife in his hand was about to cut off the young man's neck due to trembling hands but it was too late to stop him, but the girl raised her body forward at some point and held the knife with her left hand.

Yes, hold it.

Blood flowed down his hand along the knife, but the torrential night rain immediately washed away the traces.The young man fell to the ground in shock.

The girl raised her head and glanced at Harbala, her dark eyes protruding from the gap between her bangs, with a faint gleam: "Get lost."

After hearing this, Halbala, as if he had been pardoned, dropped the iron rod he was holding symbolically in his hand, picked up his companion on the ground, picked up the one who was lying on the ground not far away, and left in despair.

Seeing them walking away, Ye Jingxing's body loosened up, and after losing his strength, he collapsed and sat beside Wang Jiexi.

Wang Jiexi stretched out his hand to touch her head, and embraced her in his arms. The wet and cold feeling made him very upset.And Ye Jingxing buried his face in his arms, and suddenly burst into tears.

The author has something to say: ah. . .Accidentally soiled it. . .

Accidentally, the painting style leaned towards the martial arts style I am used to.

And I was wrong, I didn't expect this content to write a chapter.There is more to the next chapter of glass slag, why is sister 818 afraid of thunder.