Zhou Bai was outside the window, floating in the air, and walked around the building where his parents were.
The surroundings were very quiet, and almost everyone had hid in their homes early.
Being outside at night means danger.
Although Zhou Bai knew that the area they were in was actually not that dangerous.
On the street downstairs, there was a sound of footsteps at this time.
Zhou Bai stared curiously at the direction of the sound, turned back and glanced at his parents inside the window, and then wandered downstairs.
A little boy of about 13 or 4 years old, holding a small bag of food in his hand, was hurrying on his way in a panic.
[In Rose Community, it is forbidden to take the path to the right of the gate after nine o'clock in the evening.]
Zhou Bai followed the little boy and after seeing him entering the community gate, he hurriedly turned into the path on the right.
My memory is really bad.
Fortunately, most of the things that need to be dealt with around here have been cleaned up by Zhou Bai.
He recited the rules related to this community in his mind, and then continued to follow the little boy casually.
Suddenly, he saw a figure with half of his head missing in the grass in the distance.
Zhou Bai's pupils shrank instantly and he lowered his head to glance at the little boy who was still on his way.
He suddenly accelerated his movement, holding the half of his head in one hand, and smashed it to the ground.
"Very brave."
The man held his head and shrank into the corner in fear.
On the other side, at the end of the path, there was a woman standing with her back to them.
As soon as the little boy saw her back, he quickly took a few steps and rushed over.
"Mom, I'm back. I brought food."
The woman heard the little boy's voice and turned around in surprise. After seeing the little boy's figure clearly, she showed an even more anxious expression.
"Son, you are scaring mom to death.
How could you run out?
No, you can’t walk on this road after nine o’clock!”
As she spoke, she rushed over anxiously, took the little boy's hand, and hurried back.
"Mom, look, there is food.
It's okay, don't be nervous, I walked the whole way and nothing happened."
Zhou Bai looked at the backs of them holding hands and leaving, then turned to stare fiercely at the person huddled in the corner.
"Get out."
The trembling man, like a prisoner released from prison, stood up from his place, bent over, and backed away.
"Yes, yes, I'll get out right now.
I rolled outside and rolled to other places far away.
If I don’t harm them, I will harm others.”
Zhou Bai raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "What did you say?"
The man who was missing half his head continued to say without thinking:
"I mean, I'm going to harm other people.
Anyway, I always have to pick someone to cause trouble, either here or outside.
For us, it's just a move to another place.
There are so many people like that little boy just now, so there is no need for me to make you angry here.
I just have to harm them.
I’ll get out right now, I’ll get out right now.”
When Zhou Bai heard these words, he felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.
The sharp claws of his men were raised, and they couldn't control it, and they wanted to scratch the opponent's head.
"Ah, I'm leaving. I'm leaving right now."
The man with only half a head ran away in fear, holding his head in his hands.
After all, Zhou Bai's sharp claws did not fall towards him. He only looked at his back and raised his hand to hold his head with a headache.
"It's either causing harm here, or it's causing harm there..."
"For us, it's just a change of place..."
What the other person said was still echoing in his mind.
He remembered that scarred illusory figure, and he remembered that he had taken away the energy that belonged to him.
He also thought of the last moment he left the Kaidan Game, when the two figures were still wrestling with each other.
Did he do something wrong?
Zhou Bai wandered down the street in frustration and unknowingly returned to the downstairs of his home.
He stood downstairs and looked up at the lighted windows upstairs.
The light in the window exuded warm light, and Zhou Bai stood there, like a greedy child, staring at those lights.
In another place far away from this street, the man with half his head missing just now was running in the dark.
It wasn't until I saw a fat woman with curly short hair that I stopped in fear.
"I almost lost half my head."
Aunt Wang glanced at him and said lightly: "Isn't this still there?"
The man held his injured head and said miserably: "Can you please not let me go on such a death-defying mission in the future?"
Aunt Wang had no intention of paying attention to his request, but continued to ask.
"Have you said everything I asked you to say?"
The man nodded: "Not only did he say it, I also performed it on the spot. Judging from his expression, the effect must be very good."
After hearing this, Aunt Wang looked up at the moon in the sky: "I hope, I can only do so much, and he has to decide the rest."
The two of them did not continue to talk about this topic, but sat on the floor and looked up at the moon in the sky together.
They saw day from night, and when the sun rose again, they stood up from the ground.
"I'll go take a look around them.
Just don't go and find a place to hide yourself.
I'm afraid half of your brain is really in danger."
After Aunt Wang finished speaking, she habitually patted her clothes that were not stained with any dust, then walked through the wall and walked towards where Zhou Bai was.
As for where she was going, Zhou Bai, as usual, checked all the places in the house and then lay down on the sofa.
Zhou's mother got up early in the morning and was in the kitchen, cooking porridge with the newly brought rice from Zhou's father.
Father Zhou got up a little late, and now he was squatting in the utility room, rummaging around, not knowing what he was looking for.
Zhou Bai heard the messy noise, sat up from the sofa, frowned, and walked behind his father.
"Dad, there are just a bunch of old antiques here, why do you love to mess with them so much every time?"
Although he knew that his father could not hear his voice, Zhou Bai couldn't help but stand behind him and complain a few words.
Only this time, after Zhou Bai finished speaking, Zhou's father suddenly paused and then slowly turned his head.
This move immediately frightened Zhou Bai to the point where his whole body became stiff.
Listen... can you hear me?
But Father Zhou just turned his head in confusion, looked at the empty space behind him, and then continued to tinker with the things in his hands.
"Old man Zhou, breakfast is ready. Come and eat."
Zhou's mother was in the kitchen, came out with a pot in her hand, and shouted in this direction as she walked.