Artifact

Graves, smoke, rain.

Night Thirteen woke up.

The grandfather knelt beside him, and there was a gray and lonely grave in front of the grandfather and grandson.

"Master...... Grandpa!".

Grandpa turned his face and smiled at Thirteen Night: "Thirteen, your father can also be regarded as sacrificing his life for the country, and your mother is still young, so let her go." In the future, our grandparents and grandchildren will live. "

In Night Thirteen's eyes, Grandpa's appearance has not changed at all, and he still has the same dry and crumpled kind expression.

Night Thirteen had a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't say a word at the moment.

"Thirteen, grandpa will tell you a story. It may be a little scary, but don't be afraid of grandpa here!".

"Legend has it that the ancient gods used loess and water to make small clay figurines in their own shape, and then blew on them, and these little figures came to life...... She made batch after batch, but she felt that it was too slow, so she used a rattan, covered with mud, and waved it, and little by little the mud was sprinkled on the ground, and it became a human ......

."

"But, Thirteen, have you ever thought about why the old gods had to work so hard to knead the clay figurines before, since the mud spots can be turned into people?

"There is such a kind of people, they are the same as thousands of mortals, they have limbs, internal organs, and heads, but they are alien to their kindred, and they are on the verge of extinction in the long river of time. These people were called 'Yi' in the earliest days, which means 'earth gods'. "

"A long time ago, 'only' was more powerful than humans, and it is said that because of that immortal spirit, 'only' can do things that human beings can't reach. Of course, just as human beings are bound by destiny to be born, old, sick and die, 'only' also has a natural defect. "

"Flawed 'Only' are called 'Void', and they are exactly the same as ordinary human beings - even if no one tells them that they are 'Only', they will never discover their secrets for the rest of their lives. And all the 'voids' in the world are looking for their own 'spirit'. "

"This 'spirit' is ethereal, for the 'void', the 'spirit' may be a thing, a thing or a person, and only when the 'spirit' is obtained, can the 'void' become a 'god' and override all sentient beings. "

"Of course, for the 'void', the 'spirit' is not the only one that can make them sublimate into 'only', there is also a kind of 'pseudo-spirit' that can also sublimate the 'void'...... But this 'pseudo-spirit' is not something that 'voids' can control, and many 'voids' combine with 'pseudo-spirits', and finally kill each other and die of madness. "

"Maybe it's because it's difficult to become a 'yi', or maybe it's because the 'spirit' is erratic, the only 'yi' left in the world for tens of thousands of years is almost extinct, and the remaining 'yi' has also become a mortal after all because of the loss of the past. "

"Thirteen, our ancestors of the Ye family also used to be 'only', but after several generations, they failed to find their own spirits, and finally fell into the mortal world and turned into a member of the world......".

Grandpa stopped and silently burned a piece of paper in front of the grave.

Night Thirteen watched the yellow paper burn and drift away, and didn't seem to think that being a 'only' was a good thing: "Grandpa, I think it's good to be a man." "

Grandpa smiled at Ye Thirteen: "Yes, find a partner who is happy with each other, love men and women, give birth to a few smart children, and children and grandchildren around their knees...... It's really fun to be a human being. But, thirteen, after all, you have the blood of 'only' in your body. "

"Grandpa, I don't want to be 'only', I just want to be an ordinary person and live my life quietly. "

"Thirteen, you are destined to be unable to remain unknown, because since you were born, a 'pseudo-spirit' has found you...... I tried everything I could, and finally found how to restrain the 'pseudo-spirit', but it was just ...... It's a pity, it's a pity, it's ......".

Grandpa, you're talking about my illness, right? So, I'm not sick at all? I'm just entangled in this pseudo-spirit!

"Thirteen, don't underestimate the pseudo-spirit...... Alas, if I were still alive...... If ......

".

"Grandpa...... How do you know you're dead ......".

Before the thirteenth night finished speaking, a strange wind suddenly blew, and the grandfather turned into a cloud of mist in an instant and scattered away.

There was a strange wheeze in the dark forest around them, as if something huge and bulky was wriggling through the vicinity.

The voice of a strange man came from the lonely grave in front of Night Thirteen:

"Thirteen! Run!".

This time, Thirteen really woke up.

The dim lighting and sweet smell are completely different from the psychedelic light and shadow of the bedroom.

Night Thirteen's eyes couldn't be fully opened, he could only squint, he wanted to sit up, but his body didn't obey, he moved, and the little person buried in his elbow woke up.

A small, snow-white, smooth, boneless hand reached over and touched Night Thirteen's face.

"Uncle Thirteen, are you awake, do you want to drink water?".

Vanilla's little face appeared in Night Thirteen's line of sight, and the beautiful silver hair hung on Night Thirteen's face like a waterfall, itching, with a nice smell.

Looking at the gauze on Vanilla's forehead, Night Thirteen suddenly remembered the distorted face of "Lard Ring", he turned over and sat up, hugged Vanilla, and carefully looked at her face: "Vanilla, are you okay?"

Vanilla's eyes widened: "Uncle Thirteen, do you remember what happened a few days ago?"

"How many days ago?"

Vanilla smiled evilly, pretended to be afraid, and threw herself into the arms of Night Thirteen: "Uncle Thirteen, I'm so scared!"

However, this pounce was not in the right direction, and it just hit the door of Night Thirteen's head, and both of them had a sharp pain in their heads.

"Oops-".

"What's wrong!?what's wrong!".

There were two coquettish cries one after another, and with a rush of sounds, the main light source in the room was turned on.

The room was not big, but looking at the furnishings, the lights, and the giant round bed on which he was lying, Night Thirteen knew that this should be the legendary love hotel.

What?love hotel?what's going on?!

Okay, you little girl, you want to sneak attack my man again, don't you?

Night Thirteen was lying on the right hand side of You Long'er, and she sat up and pulled the herb off Night Thirteen's chest in a huff.

On the left hand side was Yi Qing, but she found that the gauze on the door of Ye Thirteen's head was oozing blood: "Vanilla, I've told you a few times, Ye Thirteen's wound is not healed, and I can't stand your toss like this!".

Vanilla hugged Night Thirteen's neck and didn't let go: "Don't, I don't want to leave Uncle Thirteen!"

Night Thirteen was a little stunned: "This ...... What's going on?".

Rolling the sheets with three people, and even vanilla, this is a five-year start, and Night Thirteen can't accept such a wild and erosive reality.

Yi Qing screwed Ye Thirteen: "You stinky rascal, what are you thinking?"

You Long'er grinned: "My dear, this is a hotel opened by Sister Yiqing's acquaintance, and it is not convenient for you to go back like this now to recuperate, so I will temporarily place you here." Several of us live next door, so it's easier to take turns taking care of you. "

You Long'er told half the truth, this hotel was indeed done by Yi Qing, but it was not an acquaintance, but Empress B controlled the company's industry.

Night Thirteen is such a dangerous character, who knows if he will go crazy when he is unconscious, so it is safer to keep it under his nose.

In the past few days, Vanilla, You Long'er and Yi Qing have been busy, taking care of Ye Thirteen meticulously, because this bed is very big, so they will also occupy a small place to take a nap when they take care of Ye Qing.

I don't know if the night thirteen was a blessing in disguise, or if these two and five women figured it out, although quarrels are still commonplace, but their relationship with each other has become much more harmonious.

Yi Qing was busy changing the bandages for Night Thirteen, You Long'er also quickly took water and handed over the medicine, Vanilla had nothing to do, lying on the side of the bed and looking at Night Thirteen.

Suddenly, a sentence popped out of her mouth:

"Uncle Thirteen, what is the 'void' you keep talking about in your dreams?"