A teenager in pure white clothes sat on the pure white floor, leaned against the pure white wall, and looked at the pure white ceiling. There is no furniture, no lights, soft light shines from the wall, and the room is bright without shadow.
There was a monitor and a keyboard in front of him. The boy just raised his head and put out a finger, and then he just knocked on the keyboard. There are countless messages in the display, but the teenager doesn't even look at it. It seems that the empty ceiling is much more interesting than it.
At this time, a man's voice like inorganic substance came from the wall.
"There are still 3 hours and 15 minutes left. Are you a little slow?"
The teenager turned his head to one side and muttered, "I will hand in my homework in three hours, 14 minutes and 42 seconds. Don't worry."
"I hope you can pay more attention to your work." The man's voice was very formal and serious.
"I attach great importance to it, ok?" The boy changed his posture and began tapping the keyboard with his toes.
"You......" The voice in the wall seemed to be blocked inside, and it could not be heard at the moment.
"What are you doing? Shut your mouth and let me be quiet. Otherwise, I will go to someone who is more in charge of my work and complain that you interfere with my normal work, hinder the progress of the plan, and harm the national interests. You must be a spy infiltrated by another country!"
The teenager became more and more energetic, his head was 90 ° on the wall, and his feet beat the keyboard more and more forcefully, even began to use his heels.
In the next three hours, no sound came from the wall. I don't know where I got four keyboards to operate with both hands and feet. The boy who was tired like a dog began to regret it.
I don't know whether he regretted forcing the man's voice away and no one to chat with him, or whether he regretted being lazy before and now he is in a mess in his homework.
The boy lay on the ground with the word "big" and shouted, "It's finished!"
A door appeared on the wall without a sound. The boy stood up and kicked the keyboard to the door.
The teenager walked on the busy street, followed by two people like his parents.
Several times the teenager tried to find a chance to create an opportunity to slip away, but was stopped by two experienced people. The teenager simply gave up and could not pass the first pass. It was basically a delusion.
Besides, I didn't limit myself, just monitoring.
Well, it's just surveillance
This is an ancient cultural street, transformed from an old street with a history of more than 200 years. In the middle, there is a small river with a bridge on it. The exterior is white jade bluestone slab, and the interior is reinforced cement soil.
When passing by here, the boy glanced aside at the river and suddenly, holding down the stone railing, rolled over.
In the water, the boy thought
"Learn swimming in the next life."
……
"Did you drown in your last life?"
"Hmm!"
"That's not the reason for you to occupy me to avoid water drops!"
"What is hegemony? It's called wisdom. I won it by wisdom."
The boy and the old dragon were quarrelling as usual, and the young maid beside them had already seen it.
The whole body of the old dragon was covered with black scales like ink. The horns on its head were like colorful corals. The gray dragon whiskers hung down to the ground with many bones. The bone colored claws made tracks on the stone ground. The eyes of the old dragon were even more extraordinary, as if a divine light appeared, making people dare not look at them directly.
Obviously, the old dragon is very unusual.
But this young man is really ordinary, a standard human.
However, the youth's courage is unusual. There is no fear of being able to blow yourself to death in one breath, and there is really no taboo in talking.
Even if the giant dragon head stretched out to stare at him, only a few centimeters away from his head, the boy still kept his face. He lay on the stone floor, crossed his legs, and played with a transparent bead the size of a thumb.
Suddenly, he casually said, "Old Black, do you have any treasures at home?"
"What do you want?" Lao Long immediately drew back his head and put on an alert look.
"Explore your family!" The boy sat up and said with a bad smile.
"Why, do you really want to empty my place?"
"Look what you said, when did I move your things?" The boy shook his finger, "just change the ownership."
"Ha ha." Lao Long laughed dryly.
The huge black dragon slowly moved its body, and gradually its body was half hidden in the cold water, only half of its head and a part of its back emerged.
"It's gone. There's nothing to lose to you. Hurry up and leave. Don't come back."
"Really? As long as you win me once, everything you lost to me will come back!" The boy said in a provocative tone.
"No! No!" Lao Long directly sank the rest of his body into the pool.
"Anyway, I recognize it. You can't guess a riddle. Find what you want in the cave, and give it to you. It's basically your stuff anyway."
"If I can't, Xiaomo will give it to you."
"Black! What are you talking about?"
Hearing the last sentence, the maid immediately blew her hair and shouted.
Old Dragon peeped at the maid with one eye on the water and said angrily, "Ouch! Why do you call me Old Black? Are there any rules?"
"If you send me out, I will not be your man. What rules do you have? I call you Lao Hei every day!"
"You are so sharp and sharp. Did you learn from the smelly boy? If you are really sent out, don't stay here. It doesn't matter if you leave your things here for the time being. I still keep them for others?"
"Are you really going to leave me alone?!"
"Stop, stop!" The boy interrupted their quarrel. "Why are they still quarrelling? I don't want anything else."
"You said it!" Lao Long suddenly rushed out of the pool excitedly. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, splashing the boy with water.
"... Did you mean it?" The boy was soaked and cold. He looked at Lao Long and the maid.
The maid dared not touch the boy's eyes and turned her head.
"I finally figured you out! Ha ha! Cool!" The big black dragon twitched his body happily, without looking old at all.
"Ah, I'm sorry for you." The boy sat on the ground and threw the water repellent bead into the pool.
A large area of waterless water immediately appeared in the pool, and some pools were squeezed out and spread over a large area.
"What are you doing?" Old Dragon moved the water repellent out of the room and sent it to a small box in a pile of sundries in the distance. The water in the pool flows backward, and the pool gradually recovers after a while.
"Old black! I want to cultivate immortals!" the boy said to himself.
"Xiu ah! It's not difficult. There is aura everywhere, and I have the martial arts here." Lao Long said as if it was easy to cultivate immortals.
"But I want to find a sect to practice!"
"Then go find it! There is a sect of cultivating immortals two hundred miles away."
"Too far to go."
"Then fix your fart!" Lao Long was angry.
"Can't you send me?"
"How wonderful!"
"No loyalty." The boy muttered.
"No backbone," Lao Long said.
"Hey! I found that your old dragon has become more and more talkative recently!"
"Hehe, I didn't learn from you!"
"Bang!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise overhead, and the boy felt that the whole mountain was shocked.
"What's the matter?" the boy asked.
"Children fight," Lao Long said with a lack of interest.
"Immortals fight." The boy looked up at the dark stone wall, "want to see."
"Then go out and have a look."
"If I go out, I will die if I am not noticed."
The old dragon seemed tired. He didn't answer any more. Most of his body went into the pool again.
"Old Black."
"Hmm?"
"Is the world of cultivating immortals cruel?"
"Not bad. Many people die every year."
"Will people outside die?"
"One is dying."
"What about the man?"
"Ordinary appearance, determined look, ordinary talent, good nature... What do you want?" Old Dragon looked at the boy in doubt.
"Save him?" the boy tried.
"No help." The old dragon sank his head into the water.
"Give back everything you lost to me!"
"Do you think I care about those things?" The voice came from underwater
"Also..." The boy lowered his head.
"Don't mind your own business. You can go home when you finish fighting outside."
The youth is silent.
Then he added chips.
"I owe you a favor."
……
A man appeared in the cave out of nowhere.
His clothes were tattered and covered with blood. He lay on the ground motionless.
