Termite City, black light area.

At night, thick fog like ink filled the streets of this bottom city, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.

The tangled green copper train tracks looked like twisted and hideous black-brown scars on the ground in the darkness, like blood that had dried and scabbed.

There are no street lights on the roadside, because the foggy people in the city cannot use this expensive light.

"Hiss~"

Qiao Tiegen shivered in the cold wind, and he quickly tightened his clothes. The hot air coming from the collar caressed his throat, and he felt some warmth.

He decided not to wait any longer.

Taking out the flashlight, Qiao Tiegen swaggered forward. There was a row of dilapidated low buildings, which was also his target tonight.

He was not worried that the light of the flashlight would alarm the owner of the house. This was a black light area, and the people living here were fog people. Even if a blazing torch was lit in front of their eyes, they would not be able to see it.

Qiao Tiegen is also a fog folk, but unlike other fog folk, he has some small opportunities of his own, so he also gains some things that other fog folk don't have.

For example, he can see.

With the help of the flashlight's dim light that penetrated the thick fog, Qiao Tiegen quickly arrived in front of one of the remote, dilapidated low buildings.

This short building looked like a single-family structure. Judging from the two guide ropes at the door, and from what he found during his visit, he found that only a mother and her son lived here.

There was no middle-aged man in the family, and he was still living in the fog. Qiao Tiegen touched the slightly heavy blade in his pocket and felt that even if an "accident" happened, he could solve it quickly without causing too much noise.

"Damn it, it stinks so much, you're even less hygienic than me..."

As soon as he approached the dilapidated small building, Qiao Tiegen smelled a putrid, acidic stench swept by the cold wind, and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

He held his breath for a moment and crept closer.

It was quiet inside the small building.

He lay on the wall and listened carefully for a moment. After confirming that the mother and son in the room had rested, he was about to take action when he suddenly heard a young man's voice coming from inside: "I don't know, it must be someone passing by."

His voice has the astringency of a teenager, but it sounds dry and low.

These words were so abrupt that Qiao Tiegen was startled, then became a little angry, and subconsciously reached for his pocket.

Has it been discovered?

Damn it, the fog folk's ears really work.

Qiao Tiegen was a little annoyed, but he straightened his body instead. Since he was noticed, he simply didn't bother to pretend and showed his cards.

If you can't steal, then rob!

He has this ability now.

Before taking action, he also made such a plan. This was not the first time he had done this. He specifically chose this remote area because even if two people died here, it would only take less than ten days and a half.

The patrol team won't notice either.

"Invite him in? Let's forget it, it's so late."

At this time, the young man's voice came again.

Qiao Tiegen raised his eyebrows, suspecting that he had missed it. He suddenly remembered that he had said such a lackluster sentence before. This boy was probably talking to his mother?

Could it be that his mother's voice was too soft?

But no matter what, he must have been discovered.

Looking at the slightly heavy iron gate in front of him, Qiao Tiegen coughed lightly and wailed in a pitiful tone: "Okay, my guide rope is broken and I'm lost. I broke my leg. I finally followed it."

Now that your guide is here, can you help me bandage my wound? I'm bleeding a lot!"

"It's nothing to be pitiful about. Who can you blame if your guide rope is broken?" the young man inside said, but judging from his tone, he seemed to be persuading his mother.

Qiao Tiegen: "..."

Why is this damn brat so unsympathetic?!

Wait and see how Master Gen deals with you!

Since the bitter trick didn't work, Qiao Tiegen was going to break the window directly. A quick fight, with flashlight lighting, should be able to shut them up completely before they screamed.

"Okay, okay, I'll just listen to my mother."

At this moment, the young man's slightly helpless voice came from the room, and along with a sigh, Qiao Tiegen heard a set of footsteps and slowly walked over from deep inside the room.

Qiao Tiegen was stunned, and was secretly happy. As expected, women are still soft-hearted.

Although he was a little confused as to why he didn't hear the mother's voice, he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and he was already behind the door. He immediately took out the dagger in his pocket and was ready.

Once the door is opened, that heartless kid will no longer be "arrogant"!

Snap!

The sound of the door lock was turned, and the iron door was opened a crack.

Cautious kid... As soon as Qiao Tiegen said something in his heart, he felt suffocated.

A rotten stench that was so strong that it was nauseating, people rushed out from the door, almost causing his brain to become deprived of oxygen and go blank.

This stench is like rotten pork offal mixed with accumulated fermented feces, creating an unbearable and twisted smell.

Even Qiao Tiegen, who had been affected by the harsh environment in Dicheng since childhood, felt a little overwhelmed for a while and felt like he couldn't breathe.

Qiao Tiegen touched the palm of his pocket and quickly covered his nose instead. At the same time, he shined a flashlight and saw clearly the appearance of the hateful boy.

He looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a thin body and obvious malnutrition. His face is no different from other fog people, including his chin, lips, nose bridge... and further up, there is the hairline.

The part between the bridge of the nose and the hairline is a complete piece of skin.

no eyes,

No eyebrows.

These are the native fog people, who cannot see and do not need light.

"If your leg is broken, just rub it yourself. If you have nothing to do, don't bother others. We don't have any hemostatic medicine at home." The young man said expressionlessly.

"..."

Qiao Tiegen's face turned a little purple, either because of the stench or because of the young man's words.

"Be kind!"

Qiao Tiegen gritted his teeth. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a stench pouring into his mouth. It felt like he had swallowed countless rotten fish alive at once, and he had a feeling of vomiting due to gastrointestinal peristalsis.

He quickly shut his mouth, glared at the young man fiercely, and took out the dagger from his pocket without hesitation.

The moment he took out the dagger, the young man seemed to hear something and said helplessly: "Mom, do you really want to bandage him? Okay, then just listen to mom, I'll go back to the room first."

After saying that, he sighed, as if he felt that his mother was too kind and felt sorry for her.

"snort!"

Qiao Tiegen snorted coldly, not intending to let the kid go, and was about to rush forward and stab him in the back. Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound coming from the door.

Immediately afterwards, there was an extremely vague "giggle" laughter, bright and moving.

The laughter became clearer and clearer, approaching from far away, as if it was approaching rapidly from an extremely far away place.

Gradually, the laughter turned into a woman's voice: "He heard it, he heard it, he can hear it!!!"

Qiao Tiegen's hair stood up all over his body. He shined a flashlight into the darkness of the room. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw the most terrifying and regrettable scene in his life.

…

In the early morning, the sun penetrates the thick fog and shines on the rows of houses in the black light area.

In the bedroom, the boy got up on time at seven o'clock.

He moved his body a little, then got out of bed and got dressed very skillfully.

Although he had no eyes, his familiarity with his room made him move extremely skillfully, without a guide stick or bumping into any corner.

When he arrived at the door of the room, he paused for a moment, then held on to the wall with one hand and followed the guide line on the wall to his mother's room.

The structure of the room made it easy for him to reach the bedside. He touched it and found that his mother's skin was getting softer and softer.

Maybe it was his actions, but the voice of my mother coming to life came from the side, with a hint of laziness and gentleness about getting up: "Xiao Shen, are you up already? Are you hungry? Mom is going to cook for you."

"I'm okay, I'm not very hungry." The young man retracted his palm and said softly.

"Then you have to eat. You are still growing, so why not eat breakfast?" Mom scolded, and then the boy heard the sound of moving around and left the room.

"Mom, where were the guests outside the door yesterday?" The young man touched the wall and returned to the living room, sat down at the dining table, and asked casually.

"That person has already been sent away." Mom said with a chuckle.

Send him away... The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, and after a short moment of silence, he sighed and said: "It's better not to let people like this in in the future. They are uneasy and kind-hearted at first sight. Maybe the broken leg is just an act!"

"Xiao Shen, you can't talk like that. Didn't that person also say that you have to be kind? We have to... help those in need!" Mom taught gently.

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, but in the end he said nothing and returned to his expressionless expression.

Not long after, a piece of food filled with rich flavor was handed to the table in front of the young man.

"It's done. Eat slowly."

The young man touched the chopsticks on the dining table and fell into silence.

"Why don't you eat?" The mother seemed to notice the boy's pause, and said gently: "These are the same ingredients you ate before, and they taste the same as before. The vegetables my mother bought today are not too fresh, so I will leave them to my mother to eat by herself.

You are still growing, I will not let you eat those non-nutritious things..."

"I know." The young man said expressionlessly, "I just stayed at home for too long and wanted to go out for a walk."

"Why do you have such thoughts again?"

Mom's voice sank slightly, as if she was a little angry: "Didn't I tell you that it's very dangerous outside? Isn't it good for you to stay here and mom will take care of you every day?"

It's dangerous outside... The boy's mouth twitched slightly. The most dangerous thing is at home...

He said: "It's good to have my mother take care of me, but staying at home every day is not an option. I just go out and play for a little while..."

"How many times have I told you that it's very dangerous outside, very dangerous! Why can't you understand!" My mother's voice suddenly became sharp and angry.

Perhaps he was too excited, and the boy felt that his mother's saliva splashed on his face.

He reached out and wiped it off, it was sticky and wet.

Seeing that his mother was losing his temper, the boy quickly said: "Mom, don't be angry. I just stayed at home for too long and I'm a little bored."

"Boring?" Mom said with a slightly confused voice, seemingly lost in thought. After a long time, her voice returned to gentleness and said, "Xiao Shen, do you need playmates? Mom will go find some for you later."

The boy quickly said: "No, no, no, mom, I just want to relax by myself. I don't need playmates. I hate being with others!"

"Yes, people are very troublesome..." Mom said to herself.

While they were talking, suddenly, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the small building.

"Another lost person who broke his rope?" The young man was startled for a moment, then sighed slightly.

"Not this time..." came the mother's voice, which restrained the gentleness she used to treat teenagers, and instead had a strange coldness.


Chapter completed!