Hades girl is by my side

Chapter 163 Can't leave and can't let go
Regarding building snowmen, there is a well-known template in the north.

Use carrots as the nose, coals as the eyes, branches as the hands, and red peppers as the mouth.

Tang Yu had already prepared these things when he went downstairs.

After all, when my father was still alive, whenever it snowed, the father and son would always go downstairs and build a snowman to play.

The snowman was finished, but the heavy snow like goose feathers did not stop.

"It's done. If they are piled up in this position, we can see them from upstairs."

Tang Yu pointed to the windows of her house upstairs and said with a smile.

"Ah."

The third watch just responded softly.

"We go home."

"it is good."

Tang Yu dragged San Geng into the unit door and quickly went upstairs and returned home.

After taking off their coats and returning to the warm living room, Tang Yu and San Geng stood near the balcony, looking at the snowman downstairs.

Tang Yu chose the location very cleverly. It was right at the corner of the building. There was no blind spot. They could see the snowman they had just built at a glance.

It's just that with such heavy snow, the snowman may deform before long.

"Obviously the snowman is not afraid of snow or cold, but as long as he is touched by new snow, he will be both prosperous and damaged."

Tang Yu sighed.

Of course he knew there was no point in building a snowman in this weather.

But life is like this, and it’s even more boring if you do nothing.

"I did not become the King of Hell."

When the two of them were standing on the balcony looking out the window, San Geng suddenly spoke.

Tang Yu turned around and was slightly startled. He thought about what he wanted to say to him early in the morning and was already prepared.

"Originally, I had the authority to modify the book of life and death only after inheriting the position of king of hell, so that you can be brought back to life. But when I went to activate the book of life and death, the book of life and death rejected me, which means that I am not yet qualified to be the king of hell. .”

"Then how did I come back from the dead..."

"Although I don't have the authority to activate the Book of Life and Death, I found that there is a trace of the spiritual power left by the old King of Hell in the Book of Life and Death. I used my newly recovered and incomplete spiritual power to activate this trace of the King of Hell's spiritual power, erasing the memory of you at that time. date of death."

"So that's it. Are you okay now? Do you still have your spiritual power?"

San Geng shook his head.

"It's okay if you're not here anymore. If the world is falling apart every time you move in the middle of the night, I'll be very scared."

Tang Yu was joking and felt very relaxed.

"So why didn't I return to the human world immediately after San Geng modified the death information about me in the Book of Life and Death? Erasing other people's memories of San Geng means that I no longer want to come back, so why does it reappear now? In front of me?"

"Because I want to eat human pot-baked meat."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

"Tch, I don't believe it. He must have cried and cried all day long in the underworld and was so sad that he couldn't extricate himself from his longing for me, and finally returned to the human world."

Midnight stared at Tang Yu blankly but said nothing.

"Hey, hey, if you don't interrupt me, you'll make me feel embarrassed."

"It doesn't matter. Tang Yu once said that people like you who engage in literary creation are very imaginative, right?"

"..."

The third watch can always kill someone with one word, causing Tang Yu to suffer internal injuries.

"Should we have hot pot at home tonight? We can buy the hot pot base and ingredients and cook it at home."

"It's just Tang Yu's decision."

"As expected, as long as you are sure you know how to eat hot pot, you won't care about other things at midnight, right..."

"I support all of Tang Yu's decisions."

"Good guy, because of what you said, I have to go to the vegetable market despite the snow to prepare all the things for the hot pot for you."

Tang Yu had a smile on his lips, and his eyes towards San Geng were full of endearment.

During lunch, Tang Yu finally had the opportunity to show off his cooking skills to San Geng.

When he brought a steaming plate of pot-roasted pork from the kitchen, San Geng's eyes seemed to be shining.

"Is this the Guobao Pork made by Tang Yu himself?"

"You should try it first, but I told you in advance that what I cook will definitely not be as delicious as what is cooked in restaurants outside. After all, the chefs there are all professional."

In the middle of the night, I picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of pot meat into my mouth. I immediately held my cheeks with both hands, and my face showed a look of joy.

Tang Yu's expression in the third watch felt both familiar and strange.

The girl who initially only changed the cold expression on her face because of the hotpot meat has finally returned to her again.

In the afternoon, in the middle of the night, he was watching TV in the living room and fiddling with the mobile phone that had just arrived, while Tang Yu was surfing the Internet in the room.

Then why is it called surfing the Internet and not coding?

Because it takes 5 minutes to watch web news and short funny videos for 10 minutes. Of course, it cannot be called code wording.

Code writers will always interfere with their creation due to external information. To put it bluntly, they are lazy.

When a hobby becomes a job and needs to be completed step by step every day, the determination required to maintain this hobby is naturally huge.

Tang Yu actually has content that he is interested in. He likes suspenseful detective themes, such as "Detective Conan". He used to be a big fan of "Detective Conan", but later he felt that the long-awaited theatrical versions were more annoying than the previous ones. It was because the original content could not be continued on the main line that I decided to abandon the project.

Other dramas such as "Detective Sherlock", "The Detective of the Song Dynasty", "Detective Di Renjie", etc. were all Tang Yu's previous favorites.

But one thing I have to say is that Tang Yu is very afraid of horror plots.

It's not that he's afraid, maybe it's because of his status as an author. Whenever he sees that kind of scary scene, Tang Yu always lets it expand infinitely in his mind, and the terror factor directly increases by 10086 times.

But suspense is often easily linked to horror, so there are fewer and fewer things Tang Yu can be interested in.

Tang Yu is not very interested in the emerging content such as escape rooms.Because he knew that the scary ghosts inside were all artificially staged, and if he took San Geng there, San Geng's character would definitely have no fluctuations in his heart. Instead, the staff was so embarrassed that they used their feet to dig out three rooms and one room on the ground. of the hall.

Tang Yu also had some kind of idea before, such as opening a detective agency like Mori Kogoro, but under the social background of Shencheng, this kind of detective agency is not what people need, and naturally there is no need for it to exist.

"Tang Yu, what are you looking at?"

I don't know when the third watch appeared behind Tang Yu. The explanation of a newly launched decryption reasoning game was playing on Tang Yu's computer screen.

"It's nothing, just take a look."

"Is Tang Yu interested in this game? Is decryption reasoning the same as guessing lantern riddles?"

"Basically, I can only say that it is more in-depth than guessing lantern riddles."

Midnight stood behind Tang Yu and watched with Tang Yu for a while. The game characters in the picture were running in the tunnel, opening new passages by unlocking various mechanisms.The characters will encounter different deceased people on the road. Through clues, the player needs to guess the death information of the deceased in order to determine the identity of the murderer at the last moment.

"If Tang Yu was interested in this type of thing, why didn't he consider becoming a policeman?" "How could someone become a policeman just because he likes decryption and reasoning? At least it should have a more noble goal." .And although I like it, I am not good at this aspect. I also tried to write a mystery novel before, but it is obvious that this area that I am not good at is my knowledge blind spot.”

"It doesn't matter. As long as I'm here, Tang Yu won't lose."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Because I only need to look at the deceased to know who killed him. There is no need for Tang Yu to reason or find clues."

"..."

What San Geng said was true.

It's just that these words sound a bit permeable.

"If you stayed at Moori Kogoro's house, you would definitely solve the case much faster than Conan..."

"What is Conan?"

"Nothing, it's a comic book character."

"After we finish the hot pot tonight, I can play this game with Tang Yu."

"This kind of game actually looks good, but it still lacks a sense of immersion. I think if I could be as immersive as a VR game and enter the game directly, I might be happier."

Tang Yu said while shaking his head, and at the same time closed the web page on the computer desktop.

San Geng remembered the name of the game shown on the title of the web page just now.

"Actually, what Tang Yu said is not difficult to do."

"What do you mean, entering the game world?"

"That's right, as long as Tang Yu's mind is controlled through spiritual power, Tang Yu will have hallucinations, and then the content of the game can be instilled into Tang Yu's imagination, then it can be realized."

San Geng said it seriously, but Tang Yu was confused when he heard it.

This is not something that ordinary people can understand, but the third watch is not something ordinary people can understand.

"Don't you have no spiritual power in the middle of the night? If you have to trouble Bai Wuchang then, forget it. If possible, I don't want to meet Bai Wuchang..."

"Does Tang Yu also think they are an ominous symbol?"

"I don't think so. It's just that one of them is cold and the other is hot. They are both a bit extreme. It's quite a headache to get along with each other. Don't talk about this. Just pack up and get ready to go out with me. Let's go downstairs. Go to the nearby vegetable market to buy the things you need for hot pot."

"Where is the vegetable market? Is there a vegetable market near our house? I didn't know it before."

In the middle of the night, Tang Yu was thoughtful, and sighed helplessly, and then said quietly: "It's diagonally opposite the teppan chicken rack."

"I remember."

"..."

Tang Yu now believes that he returned to the human world specifically because he missed Guobaorou.

After all, for San Geng, perhaps only food can awaken her memory...

When Tang Yu and San Geng went out, the snow outside happened to stop temporarily.

The outside world is covered with a layer of snow-white veil, snow is everywhere, and the whole community is covered in silver.

Tang Yu and San Geng noticed that the snowman they had built before seemed to be wearing a layer of snow clothes. Rather than saying it was thicker, it was better to say that their snowman had gained weight.

The soles of their feet stepped on the snow, making a rustling sound.

Two rows of footprints started from the beginning of Building No. [-] and continued outside the community.

"It's been a long time since there has been such heavy snowfall in the north. Although it snowed in previous winters, the amount of snowfall was far less than this amount."

Tang Yu looked at the depth of the soles of his feet on the snow, and couldn't help sighing.

The streets outside the community seem to have become even quieter this winter, with very few pedestrians walking on the road.

The two rows on the left and right are buildings that have the same shape as Building [-] where Tang Yu is located. After all, this area is collectively called the ethnic community, and there are still some buildings in the opposite community.

The snow on the road didn't have time to melt, nor did it freeze. Tang Yu reminded San Geng not to fall down along the way, but San Geng was obedient and deliberately stepped on the blind sidewalk along the way.

The trees on both sides of the road have long since dried up, leaving only their branches bearing the weight of the snow.

Winter in the north is so bleak, and as soon as the sun comes out it is considered a very sunny day.

On the outside, San Geng looks like a beautiful girl who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, if she didn't follow the scent and drag Tang Yu to stand motionless in front of the iron plate chicken rack.

"We can come back in time after buying the things we need for the hot pot. I'll give you some snacks before making the hot pot. Don't worry, I know this boss. His store can usually be open until seven or eight o'clock in the evening. He can't run away... "

Tang Yu explained beside him at midnight with a look of despair on his face. The tall, middle-aged boss put a white towel on his shoulders, wiped his sweat, and then turned over the chicken rack that was being fried on the iron plate. noodle.

Golden in color, rich in meat aroma, and a little seasoning sprinkled by the boss, it will really make the king of hell next door cry with greed.

"Boss, bring me a sizzling chicken rack, less spicy, remove the butt of the chicken..."

"okay."

The boss quickly installed a chicken rack for Tang Yu. Tang Yu scanned the QR code and paid, then handed the still hot chicken rack to San Geng.

"Be careful, eat slowly."

In the middle of the night, I took the chicken rack and took a small bite, just on the side of the ice and snow road in the Northeast, not caring about my own image.

"This little girl is so pretty, she can even promote my store."

The boss was joking at Tang Yu while frying chicken, and Tang Yu could only respond with an embarrassed smile.

The personalities of girls from the north and the south are very different, but in terms of appearance, she is more delicate and delicate like a girl from the south, but her personality is as informal as a girl from the north.

"Let's eat at the vegetable market. The cold wind will blow here then. Be careful of stomachache when you go back."

"it is good."

Tang Yu pulled San Geng around like a greedy child.

People began to clear the snow on the street. After all, judging from the current snowfall, if you don't clear some of it while the snow stops, it may affect the nearby traffic.

The nearby community street office organized staff, together with volunteers, the road began to become lively.

The last time Tang Yu bought groceries alone from this narrow intersection and went home in the lonely night, it wasn't that long ago.

In the blink of an eye, San Geng was back by his side. When he held San Geng's cold hand, he tried to convey his body temperature and long-lasting thoughts to San Geng.

At the same place, Black and White Wuchang was standing on a tall building nearby watching this scene, just like when they were watching Tang Yu going home alone after shopping for groceries under the street lamp.

"I can't understand what the little King of Hell is doing, and I don't understand why everyone is silent about it."

Bai Wuchang watched the two of them walk into the vegetable market together, holding their shoulders with their hands, looking very complicated.

She frowned slightly, the worry on her face no longer hidden.

Hei Wuchang stood upright next to her, dressed in black like a standing eagle.

"Some people will stay in their hearts. Every time they think about them, they feel complicated. They can't explain why they are there. They can't leave and let go."

Hei Wuchang's voice is as gentle as ever, in sharp contrast to his cold appearance.

If the underworld is inevitable, it doesn't matter whether you arrive early or late.

(End of this chapter)