Mao Sandao has returned to the bookstore.
He will start "working" at five o'clock in the afternoon.
Mao Sandao just stayed in the bookstore. He didn't want to go down to the secret room.
I don't have a good impression of the thing in the secret room.
The "Visit Book" has been rearranged at the cashier counter.
Mao Sandao guessed that the person in the secret room must have taken it while he was away.
He walked to the hidden compartment of the bookshelf and took down a soul bottle, which he would use at night.
After boiling a pot of water, he made himself a cup of tea and opened the "Visit Book" at will.
When he saw that Wa didn't understand his name, he was startled.
There was a strange red cross drawn under the name of Wa Bo.
It is very similar to the three crosses drawn under all the people registered by Uncle Ji since he took office.
Why it is marked with a cross is not recorded in the manual.
Mao Sandao didn't think this was just an ordinary fork, there must be some unknown secret hidden in it.
He hurried into the secret room with the "Visit Book" in hand.
He wanted to find out.
If the appearance of these crosses means that it is detrimental to the guest, he must stop it.
"Hey! I don't understand why there is a cross under the name? There are also people who were registered by Uncle Ji before."
Mao Sandao entered the secret room and went straight to the topic, not wanting to talk unnecessary nonsense.
"I thought you wouldn't ask."
"Then tell me why?"
Mao Sandao threw the "Visit Book" on the sofa.
"You will naturally know this later, you don't need me to explain it."
Will you know it naturally in the future?
Depend on!
Asking is like asking in vain!
"But I want to know now!" Mao Sandao was a little reluctant.
"What, you still want to be beaten?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mao Sandao saw a black hand that flickered in front of his eyes, but disappeared in an instant.
Mao Sandao quickly covered his face and took a few steps back subconsciously: "Come out if you have the guts. What else can you do besides sneak attacks!"
"If you continue to be disobedient like this, believe it or not, I will destroy you and Jiao Maiqi will not survive tonight! By the way, Zhang Shuyan can be considered your friend, right?"
Mao Sandao was ready to say a few words, but when the other party mentioned his friend again, he had no choice but to give in:
"Okay, you're awesome!"
In the world that is so far away, he is spending a fleeting time that is neither salty nor dull. He believes that a man should not take himself too seriously, nor should he not take himself too seriously. He must know how to be able to bend and stretch.
Correspondingly, you have to be cowardly.
Especially when you don't know the opponent's strength and encounter an opponent stronger than yourself.
The most important thing is that the secret room always threatens him with the lives of his friends, so shameless!
"I said, as long as you are obedient, anything can be said easily."
Mao Sandao picked up the "Visit Book" again, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked: "You answered my last question. I promise I will never ask you anything again."
"ask!"
"Uncle Ji was killed because his term of office had expired. I want to know how long my term of office is?"
In fact, Mao Sandao thought about this question for a long time, but finally did not dare to speak.
He was subconsciously afraid. He was afraid that if he learned that his tenure would be short, it would leave a huge shadow on his heart.
After all, Uncle Ji was killed because of this.
No one in the world can truly be fearless about life and death and look down upon everything.
"No time limit."
"No...no time limit?"
Mao Sandao was surprised. The longest time he had thought about was only ten years, and the word "indefinite" exceeded his expectations.
"That's right." Perhaps to dispel Mao Sandao's doubts, the man explained, "Because you tore up the appointment book, you are automatically sentenced to life."
"Why didn't you tell me when I tore it apart?" Mao Sandao felt as if someone had dug a hole and he foolishly jumped into it.
"You tore up the appointment yourself. If you want to blame it, it's your own shrewdness."
For some reason, Mao Sandao was silent for a while, but his heart became calm.
He immediately felt that being indefinite was a good thing for him, as it would give him enough time to plan and deal with the person in the secret room.
Put yourself in my shoes, what if you only serve for one or three years?
Not to mention the confrontation with the man in the secret room, wouldn't it mean that he was about to die before he even found the person he wanted?
no!
I'm still a virgin...
Mao Sandao shouted unwillingly in his heart.
He didn't want to be alone, let alone die so soon!
"Any more questions?" the man asked, Mao Sandao standing there without moving.
"Oh, no more." Mao Sandao quickly walked out of the secret room.
As for why there is a red cross in the "Visit Book", Mao Sandao didn't ask why.
He simply didn't bother to investigate in detail, so he just listened to what the man in the secret room said and waited for the truth to emerge on its own.
………
As night falls, the world becomes quiet again.
A man walked towards the end of Jingyuan Road.
The man walked slowly and frowned, as if he was hiding something on his mind.
From time to time, he looked up at the house numbers of all the stores on Jingyuan Road.
Seems to be looking for something.
When he reached the door of Jingyuan Bookstore, he stopped.
I straightened my coat briefly and walked in.
"Hello."
Mao Sandao, who was reading to kill time, saw someone coming in and quickly put down his book and stood up from his chair.
"Hello, I want to exchange something." The man walked up to Mao Sandao.
Mao Sandao quickly brought him a chair and said, "Okay, I'll register first."
The man nodded politely and sat across from Mao Sandao.
Mao Sandao opened the "Visit Book" and asked, "Name."
"Lu Feihe."
"How old are you?"
"37."
"What do you want to change?"
"I want to...change my health."
After Mao Sandao registered, he asked casually: "Are you not in good health or..."
"It's not me." The man shook his head and sighed, "It's my wife. My wife has been diagnosed with a terminal illness in the past two days. I don't want her to leave me, let alone see her suffer..."
The man's face was tired, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were moist.
Mao Sandao clearly felt that the man loved his wife and was also worried about his wife.
In other words, it made him extremely heartbroken to know that his wife was about to be separated from him.
Judging from the man's well-dressed appearance, he should belong to the high-income group. If his wife had not been seriously ill and even the doctors were helpless, Mao Sandao believed that he would not be here.
"Come with me." Mao Sandao closed the "Visit Book", took the soul bottle and led the man down the passage.
The man was not as nervous as the Japanese man, but followed Mao Sandao resolutely.
His wife's illness has made him ignore everything.
Now he just wants to try various effective methods to keep his wife healthy.
Even if it's only one in 10,000 chance.
Even if he lets his wife stay with him for a few more years.
Even if he does not hesitate to sacrifice his own life...
Opening the door, Mao Sandao walked straight into the secret room.
He took down three candles from the candlestick and placed them on the ground in the same tripartite position as before.
"Brother Lu, please stand among the candles, but be careful not to let the candles go out."
After a brief contact and conversation with the man, Mao Sandao felt that he was worthy of his respect.
He resolutely sold his soul not for himself, but just to save his wife who was close to him.
I would like to ask, what else is not worthy of respect for this kind of person?
"Okay." The man carefully followed Mao Sandao's instructions and stood in the center of the three candles, standing still.
"Brother Lu, please close your eyes."
After the man closed his eyes, Mao Sandao put his right hand on his head.
