Chapter 1420: Good night, good night, dawn said early

Chapter 1420 says dark night, good night says early
In the streets of the small town at night, the black cats walked on the streets, sometimes disappeared, and sometimes appeared as a wandering soul.
It came to Mr. Smith's restaurant, which had already turned off the lights early—Mr. Smith was still in the hospital at the time, accompanied by the wife who had entered the intensive care unit.
The black cat jumped on the window sill of the restaurant and looked at it like this... After a while, it jumped out of the window sill and walked again in the quiet night town.
It walked through the small park at the corner of the street, stopped for a while, then continued to swim... The tail was shaking gently.
Walking, it stopped at the side of a tramp who was sleeping in the alley. When it arrived, a mouse suddenly stunned from the clothes of the tramp and fled. And in a blink of an eye, I escaped along the sewer.
It did not care about the frightened mouse, but gently jumped on the wanderer's chest... squatting out of the chest, and silently watching the wanderer's face.
Wind cream, cockroaches, beards, wrinkled wrinkles... and the body temperature that dropped a little bit - the life of this tramp came to an end half an hour ago.
Its tail is still shaking, gently touching the body of the tramp, just like some kind of caressing - finally, the temperature of the body of the tramp is finally exhausted, becoming cold, it is from the chest of the tramp Jump up.
When he left, the black cat's tail swept past the forehead's forehead—the tail curled up, like a hook, and something was hooked out.
It was a gray light group - it sent the light group that was hooked out to the mouth, and then ate it in a small mouth.
It is like a child who is shopping in a snack with his hands... and continues his own walk again.
Finally, it ended this wandering and stopped before a house - this is Mr. Smith's house, but there is no light in the house.
It suddenly jumped over the iron gate and walked over to the door of the house—the black cat's body began to grow and gradually became a human figure... Hades in a black dress.
Hades stood in front of Mr. Smith’s house, sorted out the bow tie at the neckline, then cleared his throat, and then gently knocked Mr. Smith’s door—and certainly no one responded, because Mr. Smith One is in the hospital at this time.
He knows that no matter how long he knocks for an hour or two, no one will open the door for him... He knows, so he knocks the door like this.
He is aware of it.
Later, he stopped knocking on the door, but stepped back... stepped down, then removed the small flower pot on the third step of the step and extended his hand from under the step board - he finally came out Put the key.
Opening the door, entering the house, closing the door... He didn't turn on the light, he could see everything in the dark.
He actually wants to turn on the lights... maybe it would be nice to turn on the lights.
He walked slowly to the living room, circled around the sofa in the living room, and then did it - straight down to sit down, hands on his thighs, and looked at everything in the living room from side to side.
A blanket scattered on the sofa at random caught his attention at once - he took the blanket and wrapped it on his body.
He continued to look around... His eyes quickly saw the dining table in front and the kitchen - he stood up and wrapped up in a blanket.
On the stove there was a dinner that Mrs. Ella had originally prepared for Mrs. Debra, but I was afraid that it was too late for the ambulance to handle it. It was only possible to simply turn off the fire and let it go.
He uncovered the lid, it was a borscht... apparently it was already cool.
He looked at it and looked at it and took a step back. He pulled the disinfection cabinet in the lower cabinet of the stove and took out a spoon.
He claimed to be Hades, he took the pot on the stove and then sat down at the table, using the spoon in his hand and eating the borscht in the pot.
Mrs. Elula has Russian blood, so she generally likes to use red vegetables to make borscht... He eats and eats, and finally simply releases the spoon, directly wins the pot, and drinks the remaining soup. under.
- Don't eat so urgent! The mouth is full! Look up, my mother will wipe you.
He suddenly raised his head and even closed his eyes, as if he was waiting for something - he did not wait, he opened his eyes, then slowly sighed... He picked up a paper towel himself. Wipe off the soup on your mouth.
He stood up again, then walked up the stairs, and soon came to the door of a room - this is Joe's room.
Opening the door, he walked straight into Joe's room and came to the one-meter-two children's bed. He opened the small table lamp on the bedside cabinet.
He lay down like this, on the body wrapped in the blanket, the cup was covered, and then curled up and slept.
Then he reached out and turned off the small lamp.
He whispered, "Good night."
Then everything is silent.
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The next day came soon... In this dilapidated room, when the light came into the room through the gap at the first moment of the sun rising, Teacher Purin slowly opened his eyes.
He wanted to look less tired, just silently, then went to the bathroom inside the house, unscrewed the rusted faucet, and simply brushed himself.
"Thank you for staying with me for one night." After the grooming, Teacher Purin looked at the mirror... somewhere in the reflection of the mirror.
I saw a small mosquito flying down the door beam and then became Nero's look.
"Early, little brother~" She leaned at the door casually, squinting at the scattered bangs hair in front of her forehead, while looking at the teacher, and then put on a smile and extended her palm. Overnight fee, Chenghui 100 dollars ~!"
Teacher Purin slowly turned around and said indifferently: "I don't have money on it, and... I don't think it's like you, you still need money to do something."
Nero squinted and smiled: "Because there is an unscrupulous general manager, there is no salary at the same time of pressing work, so people can say that it is very poor!"
Teacher Prin shook his head. "You have taken my book away."
Nero looked at his eyes and suddenly asked, "Do you know me?"
Teacher Purin felt a little surprised, and then said: "Of course I recognize that I don't think my memory is so bad... After all, we have been meeting for the third time in the past two days. Why do you ask?"
The first time was in the abandoned warehouse, the second time was in front of the hospital last night... Now it is the third time - Nero’s heart flashed through the three meetings.
She suddenly held her heart and looked like a pitiful look. "Do you really remember me? When you were young and when you watched the moon, you also called my big sister, sweetheart, and said that I would protect my life."

"Do you admit who is wrong?" Teacher Puli opened his mouth.
Until this time, he finally made a point, he really did not understand this white-haired girl - she has many faces, every side is her ... so he has not been able to shake him in simple language.
At the same time, he is also self-deprecating, and his understanding of people still seems to be insufficient - but originally, this white-haired girl can no longer be defined by people.
"You really don't know me?" Nero walked into the teacher's face and looked at her head.
Teacher Purin gently vomited: "I have a complete memory from childhood to the present, and I am sure that I have not forgotten anything...so I can't know you."
"You are lying." Nero suddenly whispered, "You are explaining the facts in a lie."
Teacher Purin took a step back later and opened the distance with Nero. He said in the tone of Nero’s first meeting: "If you think so, then that's it... I have nothing to say. But I still hope that you will not be near Mr. Smith."
"What if I am close?" Nero suddenly sneered: "I can kill you once, and naturally you can kill you for the second time. And this time, your book is still in my hands."
"Do you say it." Unexpectedly, Teacher Purlin lifted the palm of his hand at random. The black cover book appeared in the palm of his hand.
Nero squinted, rubbing his eyes subconsciously, then the palm of his hand was inserted into his body and began to smash up indiscriminately... For a moment, she couldn’t help but be amazed: "Oh, really gone." !"
"I don't have time, I have to go out." Teacher Purin shook his head. "If you like to follow, then follow it... but it is better not to become a mosquito."
He walked past Nero and then prepared to go out.
Nero suddenly whispered at this moment: "Hades."
At the same time, she was also observing the response of Teacher Purin. She found that Teacher Purin did respond to the name, but it was just an unexpected reaction.
I saw that Teacher Purin turned and curiously said: "Hades? You are talking about the Pluto of the Greek gods... Why did you suddenly mention the name."
Nero shrugged: "I don't feel like it, your ability... just like Hades."
Teacher Purin was silent for a moment. "Maybe... it is also the ability to bring death, but I am not."
"I just said it, it didn't say you are." Nero smiled casually.
Pulin nodded and then went out - he did not continue to talk to Nero too much, some things can not be solved by simple force... and, even if the book is used, and finally the result, Nature can't be solved by force.
If she has been following herself, perhaps in some ways, it is a good thing.
After all, as long as she followed, he was able to make sure that she did not approach Mr. Smith's family.
Looking at the teacher who went out like this, Nero leaned in front of the dilapidated house and began to look at the bangs hair in front of him. He said to himself: "It’s weird..."
The knives once smashed half of Prince's teacher and swallowed this half--but this time the teacher has recovered, and the half that has been smashed seems to have never been lost.
But this is not to make Nero feel the strangest - after all, she has no way to understand the power of the soul... she is not the boss and the unscrupulous maid lady... maybe seeing this situation from Teacher Purin It is a special ability of him.
Therefore, what makes her most strange is... the relationship between the two ha and the old ha.
Lao Ha recognizes her, but Erha seems to know that she did not know her at all - Lao Ha’s speech, Nero, has also carefully distinguished it. It’s really not a lie... It’s like a black soul. The intrinsic ability of the messenger allows her to easily distinguish the other person's speech - even if the other party's emotional control is better, even if the other's acting skills are superb.
Since Lao Ha and Erha did not lie, what is wrong?
Nero stretched out and stretched his neck. "Where is it wrong? It will make your tastes exactly the same... It’s fun!"
Therefore, Nero really feels weird is: the knives have swallowed the general teacher of the prince, and the knives also directly opened Joe’s body to take out the soul of Joe, and the knives also penetrated the old Ha's body met his soul--and old Haha, Erha and Joe, the taste of their three souls is actually the same.
Simply speaking - the same soul, three different individuals. Lao Ha and Erha have similar abilities... Like the power of Hades Hades, Joe is just a five-year-old kid who doesn't understand anything.
If Joe has something special, probably only he can feel the arrival of [Death], at most, the inspiration is more sensitive.
"half year ago?"
Nero suddenly remembered the whole family's bucket that Joe had said. It seemed to have an idea when she turned her eyes. She bit her lip and then made a vomiting action... a black and gray group. This time spit directly from her mouth.
The spit out of the group owner has a small tail, and a pair of small hands that are gathered together - and her own face, at least looks very tender - in simple terms, it seems to be ghostly.
Nero sat patted the head of the group with satisfaction, and then pointed to the direction in which Teacher Purin left. The group suddenly chased it up.
Then she plans to go to the local police station - but before going to the police station, Nero plans to buy a breakfast in the town.
The Soulbringer does not need food... but she still retains this habit.
It’s like the big philosopher will be happy to do housework, just like the boss will work according to the normal person's work schedule - they are retaining some of the former habits.
Of course, the reason why I didn't choose to go back to the manor for breakfast was that she is going to go back at the latest!
Don't wash the dishes!
Slightly slightly -!
(End of this chapter)