"Is there a thief?"

Hearing this, Luo Yun raised her eyebrows.

Although Shenyuan City is an isolated city in the wilderness, its institutional construction is quite complete.

In addition, various masters may live in any place, and if they are not careful, they may even save prison food, so theft rarely occurs.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as... sufficient benefits, or a sufficiently secure environment. Or... a grudge!

Now that Bai Lu has been awarded the title of honorary citizen, he can assist the cleaners in killing criminals, which will obviously deter ordinary thieves.

In other words, either the fact that Bai Lu won the lottery became known and someone came to take her money, or it was the second generation who used their connections to take her life.

Those who can be reminded by the little charm spirit, mean that they have a strong enough level of strength. So strong that even the little charm spirit cannot instantly affect their thoughts.

Thinking of this, Luo Yun looked down at her body and quickly put on the coy expression of a phantom. Her body was so beautiful, there was no reason to let others see it for free.

Just when Luo Yun was getting dressed, outside the house...

…

…

"Hey, Face. Which room do you think our daughter is in?" Black Cat Bai Qiu poked Wumian beside him with his arm and asked in a low voice.

In response, Bai Qiu brushed off the snow on his shoulders and shook his head.

They are all from the past timeline, so how could they know about their future daughter's room?

Although their future selves integrated the data cable so that they could communicate about the future, the future had already been polluted. If they tried to communicate rashly, it would only disappear faster.

"There are only so many rooms anyway, let's look for them one by one." Facebook spread his hands and walked to the window to look.

I saw all sorts of miscellaneous items displayed in the familiar yet unfamiliar room. It was obvious that no one had lived there for a long time and was about to become a storage room.

But in the soft light of the street lamp in the distance, he could vaguely see what it once looked like.

"This is Xiaoyu's room..." Looking at the bed that was the same as in his memory, Face Mask Bai Qiu immediately recognized this place. This was the room where his son lived when he was young.

Every piece of basic furniture inside was polished by himself. Tempered over and over again with divine power, it is not a divine artifact but is better than a divine artifact. How could he not recognize it?

Memories come from the heart

Wumian Baiqiu, who was standing nearby, also came over and nodded repeatedly when he saw this: "Let me see, oh~ this is the room my son will sleep in when he grows up! It's really amazing..."

"It seems my carpentry skills have improved again, but I wonder if that brat is satisfied with his life here."

After the words fell, the three of them paused. A dull feeling spread among them. They didn't know whether they were satisfied or not, and perhaps they would never know, just like the future that kept disappearing.

The snow is falling slower and slower, as if afraid of disturbing the night city in my dream

The snow fell silently, covering the three people with a thin shawl, as if to hide the scars that penetrated the bones. Under the lights in the distance, three rows of footprints were reflected in the snow.

They walked here like ordinary people, leaving traces along the way.

But as the snow fell, the traces of their presence were gradually being filled in. In a moment, in a night, or on the day the snow melted, all traces would vanish.

a long time……

"Hey, suddenly I feel like we are the perverted uncles peeping at innocent kids!" Black Cat Bai Qiu didn't like this atmosphere very much, and being more 'young', he was the first to break the silence.

"You are the pervert, not us." Face-masked Bai Qiu rolled his eyes silently and took out a pair of handcuffs with disdain.

He has been in the city guard for a long time, and now he looks at everyone as if he is handcuffing them.

"That means you were perverts once." Black Cat Bai Qiu folded his arms, stood on tiptoe and looked down at the two of them.

We are all the same person, so don’t look down on anyone else! Now is now, and before was a perversion!

They both: “…”

It’s over, there’s no solution to this problem!

…

The two looked at each other and decisively skipped the topic. They turned and walked towards the next small window.

"This is the child's mother and my room."

Face Mask fell into memories again, but this time Black Cat and Faceless didn't say much. They just followed quietly on both sides of the back, leaving a trail of footprints.

Every step on the snow made a crisp, crunching sound. It was particularly harsh in the silent night, but it left a trace of sound...

After walking around the hut for a while, Bai Qiu came to the window of the next child's room, which he had planned in advance.

The window was covered by pink rice ball curtains, but at this moment, there seemed to be a sudden wind in the house, and the curtains were lifted slightly.

The tidy room is filled with traces of delicious food. Sculptures, paintings, and other decorations all reveal the owner's hobbies...

At this moment, Bai Lu was sleeping soundly while holding the little charm spirit. Perhaps she was dreaming about something, as she couldn't help but murmur softly: "...I killed my father...Bai Lu has won a great victory...Hehehe..."

Perhaps she was dreaming about something exciting, as Bai Lu couldn't help but laugh in her sleep. But there was a bitterness in that smile that didn't match her face. She laughed, and cried... her tears soaked the white cotton in her pillow...

…

"This child... looks exactly like her mother."

Bai Qiu felt something sliding down his cheek, warm yet cool in the breeze. He reached out to touch it, but found nothing.

That thick and powerful hand had become transparent at some point.

"Heh... I thought I could hold on a little longer. Everyone, it's time to say goodbye."

His body was disappearing rapidly, becoming ethereal bit by bit, disappearing bite by bite.

"This happened suddenly, so don't blame me for the mahjong incident..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the snow-covered clothes and mask fell to the ground, leaving a faint trace.

Black Cat and Faceless were both speechless as they picked them up. Soon, the shallow traces were filled and covered by new snowflakes.

All that was left were the gradually fading footprints and two ice beads imprinted in the snow.

"He's gone." Black Cat gently wiped the mask and put it in his arms. His tone was flat, as if he was simply describing an objective fact.

"Yes, the infection is getting faster again. It will be my turn soon..." Wumian put the other person's clothes on his shoulders and rubbed his cheeks under the mask nonchalantly.

Black Cat: "Why think so much? Come drink with me, and we'll fight till death."

Wumian: "Hey, you're not young, but you're so arrogant. In that case, let's go straight to Pighead."

"You're so arrogant? That's because your wife feeds you well."

"Well, you're going to get yourself killed."

"Just stating the facts. Do you dare to say that she is not your wife?"

"Ha, I really don't dare!"

The two seemed to be just a simple companion, who came, left a trail of footprints, and took away a few pieces of time's relics.