The moon is thin.
The bell of the evening self-study class rang, and the students walked out of the classroom in twos and threes, talking and laughing in the night, which may be their most relaxed time after the suffering of the day.
No homework, no teacher, surrounded by a few friends, home after a bath can comfortably climb to bed to rest, is not good?
In this scattered crowd, a large team of more than a dozen people went out, neatly and steadily toward the school.
In the center of them, a young man wrapped in black satin is like the stuffing meat of a dumpling, wrapped tightly.
Such a large team immediately attracted the attention of all the students around.
"Actually... I can walk back myself, really." Lin Qiye mouth slightly twitching, some helpless opening, "I can see, but the eyes can not see the light..."
"Don't say anything about Lin Qiye classmates!" Jiang Qian interrupted Lin Qiye's words, and said in stern words, "We promised that your aunt would take good care of you, and we will do it!"
"Yes, seven nights, and our houses are in the same direction, both on the way."
"I'm on my way, too."
Lin Qiye:...
Honestly, now he prefers to be the one who is isolated, in the dark for a long time, he is not used to this feeling of being cared for by too many people, which makes him uncomfortable.
Of course, Aunt and Yang Jin do not count, because they are his family.
But after all, they were so kind, he could not say anything, and could only follow the crowd forward.
"I'm going to turn right at the corner ahead of me, but I can walk with you a little longer."
"I'm about to turn here, I'll go, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
"..."
As the school is farther and farther away, the students around Lin Qiye have said goodbye and left, a few minutes later, Lin Qiye's side only five people.
The original noisy atmosphere was gradually quiet, the space was soon abundant, and Lin breathed a long sigh of relief.
"You say... Will the mist really rise again and swallow up Bactria?" Li Yifei carrying a bag, some curious turned his head and asked.
"Didn't you listen to the experts? The probability of fog recovery is very small, perhaps the last hundred years will not change, as for how after a hundred years... We won't be around then anyway, so why bother?" Jiang Qian rolled her eyes.
"Harm, you are not ignorant, what experts say the most unreliable, if we finally admitted to the university, have not enjoyed life, the fog swallowed the whole summer, it is not a loss of explosion?"
"So that's why you're just messing around and not concentrating on your studies?" Jiang Qian walked to Li Yifei in front of, "I have to remind you, teacher Wang has said, if you take the last place in this exam, you will move the table to the edge of the podium."
"I know, I know." Li Yifei smiled.
"But I really don't think the fog will come back." Walking in front of Wang Shao suddenly opened, "After all, the fog is just a natural phenomenon, after reaching a certain critical degree, it will gradually subside, just like the ice age, when the glacier covers the land, as the temperature rises, it will slowly subside, followed by a new era."
"I know what you mean by that, isn't it called the natural disaster theory? There's a lot of recognition now." Jiang Qian nodded.
"And what if... Is this fog not a natural phenomenon?" Just at this time, has been silent Lin seven nights suddenly opened.
Wang Shao was stunned, and then smiled: "Seven nights, you don't really believe those so-called theologians' remarks that this fog is related to supernatural forces?"
"It's the 21st century, we have to believe in science, there are not so many gods and ghosts in the world." A student named Liu Yuan interjected.
Lin Qiye did not answer whether there was anything in the world beyond science, and he knew it best in his heart, but there was no need to say these things to outsiders.
"I think the world would be more interesting if there were such things," Li Yifei muttered.
"Why talk so much useless, these things are not our concern, rather than obsessing over whether the fog will recover, it is better to wait until the survival Day three-day holiday to sleep in the reality." Jiang Qian smiled.
"Yes, holidays are the real thing!"
...
At the moment, the old town of Cangnan City.
A man is carrying a sign, calmly walking in the lonely and dim street, the old street lights shed dim light, will elongate his back...
He glanced at his phone, walked to a narrow street corner, and stopped.
"This is it..."
He muttered, lowered the sign from his shoulder, and straightened it.
Under the flashing street lamp, the shadow of the sign flickered and flickered, and on the black background, several bright red characters stood out!
- No traffic ahead!
The man leaned under the street lamp, lit himself a cigarette, took a hard inhale, and turned on his headset.
"Captain, the third sign is in place."
"Roger that. Here we go."
"HMM."
With a cigarette in his mouth, the man stepped in front of the sign, put his thumb on the tip of his teeth, and gave it a hard bite!
A drop of blood beads spilled from the wound, the man squatted down, with a bloody thumb in the "front prohibited" four characters on a long horizontal line!
His eyes solidified, an inexplicable momentum to him as the center burst out!
He looked up at the dark night sky and murmured in a voice that only he could hear...
"Forbidden market, [no ring airspace]."
The next moment, the bright red blood stains on the sign in front of him quickly faded, as if it had been absorbed, and then, the four big words "No ahead" flashed red!
And then gradually restore the original.
The man sat down on the ground with a long sigh of relief and some complaints.
"Shit, it's gutted again..."
At this moment, if someone looks down on Cangnan City from the sky, they will find that near the old city, three lights flash, and then with these three lights as the apex, quickly outline a dark red equilateral triangle!
At the moment the triangle was formed, the covered half of the old city was like being erased from the map, gradually disappearing...
From the ground, however, the old town is still the same old town.
At the same time, in the center of this triangle, six black and red cloaks streak across the sky like lightning!
The man at the head looked up at the dark red sky and reached behind him and grasped the handle of the knife, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Operation Ghost Face Purge, begin."