"Want to see."
The sound was very soft and was blown away by the wind. I don't know where it went.
The screen of the mobile phone in my pocket went dark, as if nothing had happened. But I know something has changed. In this city, all the monks feel that mortals are easy to bully. They don't know that this thing in my hand is born to be their gravedigger.
I got on the electric car and turned the key. The car lights illuminated the long, endless night road in the urban village ahead. The weak and intermittent curses of Brother Huya came from the alley behind me, and I couldn't hear them clearly.
When the night wind whistled past my ears, I thought of Han Xuan's arrogant face.
