"Fuck you! You gentle idiot, why didn't you tell me earlier? What a bad luck!"
Seeing me throwing the human skin on the ground, the gentle man was a little unhappy, so he quickly picked it up from the ground distressedly, patted it like a treasure, dusted the soil on it, and said, "Oh, you are so stupid." Isn’t it a waste of natural resources? What a good person!”
After saying that, he carefully folded the skin bag neatly into a square shape, took it in his hand, and then said to me disdainfully: "Look at your little talent, it's just a piece of human skin." Did you smell a little bit of corpse gas and the aroma of incense? So that it wouldn’t scare you into being so virtuous? Let me tell you, are you worthy of your pair of yin and yang eyes?”
Since the gentle idiot mentioned my Yin and Yang eyes again, I quickly caught up with what he was saying and tortured him three times: "Didn't you just tell me that you told me the secret of Yin and Yang eyes? Why don't I know? Also, why can I see ghosts with my eyes? How do you know that my eyes are unusual?"
The gentle idiot didn't talk to me after I asked the question. He just gave me a stiff and obscure smile. Then, he walked to the door of Tianlong Gym, grabbed the door bolt and lifted it out, not knowing what it touched. What agency? However, he must have his own explanation for such an operation, otherwise why would he do it?
He chuckled and pointed outside and said to me: "The crisis in the gym has been resolved. Come on, let's come out and talk."
I really don’t understand what medicine he is selling in his gourd! I followed him out of the door and took a look. It turned out that there were two wooden benches sitting on tree roots outside. However, they were old and looked dilapidated because no one had maintained them. As soon as Sven Duan and I sat down, he slapped me in the ear and asked, "Hey, Zhang Ruoxu, did you hear the sound of my clapping my hands?"
Why would a polite idiot ask such a stupid question? I'm not deaf. How could I not hear such a crisp clapping sound? So, he said: "Of course I can hear it. The sound of your clapping is so loud and crisp. I have very good ears."
The next question left me, the monk Zhang Er, scratching my head because this stupid man with glasses asked very professional questions.
"So, ultrasound and low-pitched waves, can you hear it?" The gentle idiot's expression was very wretched. He really caught me. I really couldn't answer this question, it was beyond my knowledge. range.
"Can't you just say it if you have something to say? I'm not a bat. How can I hear ultrasonic waves? Besides, low-pitched waves and ultrasonic waves are not within the range of human beings receiving sound waves!" I shook my head and pursed my lips. He said without knowing why.
"Well, you said that your ears can hear sounds, but ultrasonic waves are indeed a real sound, but this kind of wave is not within the range of human acceptance. However, bats and dolphins can receive ultrasonic waves, so what do you mean? Well, is there something wrong with your ears? Tell the truth!" I seemed to understand a little more about the gentle idiot's question and knew how to answer it.
So, just as I was about to speak, I was interrupted by the gentle idiot. He said: "Don't answer this question in a hurry. Listen to me. This principle is just like human eyes. There are things that people can see, and there are things that people can see. People cannot see it. In fact, the light sources also have different wavelength bands. There is an instrument called a multi-band light source for criminal investigation, which can detect traces that are difficult to find."
Isn’t it just a yin-yang explanation? One will give me ultrasound equipment, and the other will give me multi-band light sources.
I was very puzzled and said: "You are talking about my eyes, why are you talking about ultrasound again? This question is based on physics knowledge in junior high school. Human ears can only receive sounds in the frequency range of 20 Hz to Hz. If it exceeds this Sounds in the frequency range are not sounds that humans can hear. The frequency of ultrasonic waves is much higher than the reception frequency range of human ears, and most people really can't hear it. However, there are also humans with special physiques, and very few people can hear it. to high-frequency sound waves.”
When I answered this, I suddenly felt like I was electrocuted. I trembled and asked doubtfully: "Do you mean that the existence of ghosts is like the existence of ultrasonic waves, which exceeds the range that humans can perceive and see?" "
"This is the conclusion you came to on your own. I didn't say that! What you said is your own. It does not represent my views, nor is it the correct answer." The gentle idiot still looked carefree, grinning. He spoke to me slowly and slowly.
Then, he paused, brewed some words for himself, and said: "Actually, everyone's eyes and ears have a range of reception, just like human eyes! There are visual limits, just like ultrasound and Infrared light sources are the same. You can't hear ultrasonic waves and you can't see infrared light. Just because you can't hear it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Therefore, seeing is believing and hearing is not. It's also relatively true. If a person can't see something It’s a thing, you can’t say it doesn’t exist.”
After saying that, he purposely glanced behind me hard. I thought there was something big behind me, which made my scalp numb and my heart beating with fear. Because he is always startled. One second you are very relaxed, and the next second he says something shocking and can scare you out of your body. If you say that scaring someone to death is not worth your life, I will be the first to object. .
However, I took a look and found nothing. I said angrily: "Well, you are a stinky Taoist priest named Yang. You always play pranks on me no matter what. Sooner or later, you will be scared to death. You scared me to death. How can you help me?" Are you looking for longevity lock?"
The gentle idiot continued: "Actually, everyone knows that any object we see requires the help of light. When light shines on the object, the different materials of the object produce diffuse reflection of the light. The reflected light enters We see all kinds of things in the human eyeball. However, everyone ignores one thing, that is, everything diffusely reflects light and has a unique frequency. Let me tell you straight. Well, the ears cannot hear sounds in all frequency bands, and the eyes cannot see everything. It can only be said that the human eye can see most things, but a small part is not within the visual range."
I was really impressed by the gentle idiot. He explained such obscure physical knowledge so thoroughly. Even the mysterious knowledge of ghosts, monsters and magic, he could explain it using materialist theory. He is worthy of being a high-level intellectual. Although his teachings are average, at least his theoretical foundation is passable. From now on, I will look at the supernatural world from a different perspective. Science ends with metaphysics. I think it should be the other way around, that is, metaphysics ends with science...
"Of course, you can also think of the soul as a special existence between matter and energy. This thing is what we call the soul, three souls plus seven souls. However, ghosts are very special. , because the conditions for their diffuse reflection of light are quite special, far beyond the visual range of normal people, so the human eye cannot capture traces of ghosts at all. This is very appropriate. The physical knowledge you just mentioned, only Very few people can hear ultrasound. Of course, the visual range of human eyes is limited, but the visual range of dog eyes is larger, so many dogs can see ghosts, think about your yin and yang eyes."
I understood, nodded my head, and slowly said to him: "I understand what you mean. I am one of those few people who can see ghosts. I can also see dirty things that dogs can see, hehe. .”
Suddenly, I felt something was wrong again. My eyes were compared to those of a dog. Isn’t this a roundabout way of scolding me? I became anxious at that time and asked: "You gentle idiot, then my eyes are compared with dog eyes. You are implying that my eyes are dog eyes. Dog eyes look down on people and look down on ghosts, right? You actually Compare me to a dog and I’m done with you kid.”
The gentle idiot smiled strangely, then pointed at my eyes and explained to me in an innocent manner, "It's just a similar idea. I didn't say you had dog eyes. You admitted it yourself. Don't frame me!"
Then, he said again: "You kid's luck is really bad. Do you remember that time we took the train together? That's when I met you. I found out about the oolong you made on the train. Yes, you have a pair of yin and yang eyes that most people in our generation can only dream of. The reason why yin and yang eyes are precious is entirely because they can distinguish yin and yang. But, the first time I saw you was at a funeral together. I looked at your face. I guessed that you have a light horoscope. People with such a light horoscope are really rare. Besides, as for the yin and yang eyes, it must be a very coincidence. You must be born with a very light fate, and you must drink a special medicinal powder. Only then can the Yin and Yang Eyes be opened. Oh, by the way, that kind of medicinal powder is called Kaiyin Powder, have you ever heard of it?"
"Open Yin Powder? I have an impression. Why is this medicinal powder so effective? It can open my Yin and Yang eyes?"
"Kai Yin San is the mother of black dogs and other animals in a larger range. They also have to die unexpectedly, so that they will hate the world and die with extremely heavy resentments. As a result, the souls with extremely resentful feelings will remain in the world. Inside the corpse. When the time comes, a wise person will dig out the eyes of the female animals, grind them into powder, mix them with water or milk and give them to the young children to drink, so that the souls of the animals that died unjustly will fill the horoscopes. The weaker three souls of light people. At the same time, it also opens up another ability of this type of people, which is the eyes that can see ghosts." The gentle idiot explained in detail, I heard it very clearly, indeed, the dog Sex is yin, and many yin-heavy things can develop one's own potential. It turns out that I drank Kaiyin Powder when I was a child, but I have no memory of it at all. No wonder I am so sensitive to evil spirits. That is because I was stimulated to develop my potential in this area when I was a child.
"Zhang Ruoxu, why is it said that you have a good life? Because the conditions for people to obtain Yin and Yang Eyes are too harsh, and you happen to meet all these conditions, so you are said to have a good life and good luck. If so, eat If a baby with Kaiyin Powder has too strong horoscopes or if an adult takes Kaiyin Powder, the person's three souls will oppress the three souls of the medicine powder, causing their souls to fly away, which is a waste of such a good medicine. If, drink Kaiyin Powder If the baby has a light horoscope and a weak destiny, and if he takes Kaiyin Powder, the three souls in the medicine powder will interfere with the weaker human three souls... I don't need to say anything more, right?" The gentle idiot waved his hand. No more talking.
"You don't need to tell me, I know what it means. No wonder my luck is so low sometimes! I have restored my soul, but my luck is as bad as a dog! Damn it." After I finished speaking, I cursed in dissatisfaction, and then A protest broke out.
The gentle idiot muttered again: "It is rare to find the eyes of animals with a large visual range. In order to practice Yin San, some powerful people specially look for animal mothers who are pregnant with multiple fetuses. Kill her cruelly. Doing so would be too damaging to one's morality and would easily lead to retaliation. Take this scapegoat as an example. Although she was not used to make medicine, she killed an innocent life. The one with a lot of resentment Once a female ghost is released, she will be out of control, and the same is true for spiritual animals."
I was stunned for a moment after hearing what he said. This was the first time in more than 20 years that I heard someone explain his Yin and Yang eyes to me.
Once the conversational box of the gentle idiot is opened, it cannot be closed. I can only listen to him talk endlessly: "I also learned about the cultivation of yin and yang from a Tao method. Because the conditions in all aspects are too harsh. First of all, there are very few babies with ridiculously light horoscopes, and most of them die in infancy. Secondly, it is even more rare to have the three conditions of wide vision, maternal body, and extremely heavy resentment. Therefore, I don’t think anyone can acquire yin and yang eyes, so it’s a joke.”
"Even my old, stinky master has lived for almost a hundred years before he met a person with yin and yang eyes. But, I did. I saw your nagging energy on the train. I just learned that you have Yin and Yang eyes, and you are also the first person I have seen with Yin and Yang eyes. So, it can be said that you are the chosen one." As the gentle idiot said, he The conversation changed and he continued to talk to me and tease me.
"Although your eyes can identify yin and yang ghosts, after all, you are born with human eyes. It's just that by opening the yin dispersion, the visual range is broadened. Compared with those of animals, your eyes are far behind. . However, you are really blind, just like a bat, a living blind man. People with good hearing have their limits, just like the wind! However, you are not clairvoyant. At most, you can see more than normal people. Your eyes are damaged. But even if it is like this, your eyes are rare. Because your eyes are much better than most of us."
After listening to what he said, I understood that it turns out that there are benefits to having a light horoscope, but I didn't enjoy any benefits. On the contrary, it caused more and more trouble.
I asked again: "Is the human skin in your hand really the prop you use to perform shadow puppet shows?"
"No, this is a ghost that can be controlled. Now, let me explain it to you." After saying that, he took out a small wooden man from his pocket. The back of the wooden man was densely engraved with talismans. arts.
"Have you seen this puppet? This thing is connected to the human skin with a soul thread. The thread that can hold the ghost is the menstrual blood thread I mentioned. Of course, you can completely think of the combination of the puppet and the human skin balloon as a A set of large string puppets. It is somewhat similar to Mary Shaw's puppets in the European and American horror film "Dead Silence". The soul rope was originally a rope dyed red with menstrual blood made of a special material, but because it was connected to the female ghost The deep resentment of the tragic death becomes an invisible thread, equivalent to the thread and golden needle having the same frequency and isotope as the ghost, so ordinary people cannot see it."
"But there is still one difference. Its frequency is very special. It is different from ghosts and has an independent existence. Therefore, you can't see it even if you don't look carefully. Only after your eyes have reached a certain level can you see I noticed the existence of silk threads and golden needles. Therefore, for the dual purpose of improving your eyesight and helping me collect corpses and dump female ghosts, I put you into the Tianlong Taoist Temple. Although I did a little damage by doing so, the effect It’s good, the ghost has been dealt with by you, and your eyes have been strengthened!”
What the gentle idiot said was very light-hearted, but it almost cost me my life. I rolled my eyes angrily and said, "What you did is not just a loss! It's just a loss to open the door for you, it's a huge loss..." …”
The gentle idiot didn't care about me. After talking so much, his mouth was dry and he breathed a sigh of relief and hummed a tune leisurely. I also figured it out. It turns out that this human skin is just a doll with strings. He relies on the soul thread dyed red by menstrual blood to control this skin-flipping female ghost. But, this baby bump of his is really close to killing me. My life. I really wanted to take out a lighter and burn this damn human skin for him. Why didn't he explain it to me and scare me with such a rotten human skin?
However, if I really get burned by him, the gentle idiot will definitely fight for me, but I really have a psychological shadow on that dead man's skin. Who let this skinned female ghost make me so miserable! So, I asked the gentle idiot: "Okay, you are now good at what you do. Hurry up and put this soul-possessed human skin away! Stop playing with it, it looks scary."
The gentle idiot looked confused and indifferent. He still felt that he had accomplished something and said, "Hey, kid, what are you talking about! Didn't I put away this human skin long ago?"
Hearing what he said, big beads of sweat suddenly fell from my forehead. I was so nervous just now that I even stuttered my words. I pointed behind the gentle idiot with trembling eyes and said, "You are Said...that thing...didn't you bring it out? You are also very afraid of her, so if you still play with her, aren't you playing with fire and burning yourself?"
The gentle idiot didn't even look back, and even looked down upon me: "Hey, let me tell you, is there something wrong with you? I tricked people and asked the dumper to do things for me, and I don't use her to scare people! Besides, I don’t dare to use her to scare people. I can’t afford to scare people out. Don’t misunderstand me. We have an agreement in advance to fully develop your eyes, and I will develop your eyes. This is how the eyes work, your eyes have been completely developed.”
If, as he said, my eyes are fully developed, then I can return to my original lifeline! There is no need to continue spending time with this stinking idiot here. I am thinking about whether to get angry with him. Anyway, I will wake up soon and I am not afraid of offending this damn gentle idiot.
It's a pity, it's a pity that I couldn't even say the complete words at this time. I just still raised my hands and said to him: "I say, Daozhang Yang, you... look... look behind you, and then talk Bar!"
The gentle idiot still doesn't believe it, always thinking that I am just looking for trouble, but look at how virtuous I have become after being frightened! Still couldn't help it anymore, he chose to believe me and looked back. What I didn't expect was that he looked back, howled immediately, and rushed to me, looking at me with a puzzled face. Like me, I am at a loss for words.
Just behind where he was sitting just now, the skin bag that he had folded was filled with air again at some point. The man with a strange smile and a sinister look on his face has been standing behind him for some time, but the gentle idiot has not yet woken up.
The human-skin balloon floated where the nerd was sitting just now. He couldn't tell whether he was laughing or angry. He just stared at the two of us, motionless.
The enemy couldn't move, and I didn't move. Even because the female corpse didn't move, we didn't dare to move. The two of us and a skin were looking at each other with a distance of one meter. Maybe, this skinned person has not noticed me yet.
After a long while, I bumped the gentle idiot with my shoulder and said, "Did you deliberately let her out again to scare me?"
He glared at me with an innocent expression, as if he was protesting that he didn't know what was going on.
"Don't be ridiculous, I don't have the time to scare you. Besides, how did I know it would be like this? This is my first time using this human skin. It's all my fault that my damn master didn't leave me an instruction manual!" The gentle idiot was also a little scared.
I said to myself: "Oh, you gentle idiot, your uncle, you actually have the nerve to tell me the instruction manual. You think this is a home appliance you bought! Since you don't know how to use it, then what are you using blindly? It's all your fault. We must take out the puppet that controls the dumpster."
Maybe this flamboyant female ghost heard the whispers between me and the gentle idiot. As soon as we made a sound, the female corpse floated over to us. Seeing that the situation was not right, the gentle idiot suddenly shouted: "Run!" ah!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the gentle idiot moved very quickly and ran into the gym again in a flash. It took me a few seconds to react. At this time, the gentle idiot had already run into the courtyard, and I was still behind.
"Damn it, you didn't say anything before you ran away, did you want to use me to feed the female ghost? You are so unkind!" After I finished scolding, I still had to run. Even a gentle idiot is afraid of this character balloon, let alone Me. If I were caught again, I would have to have that woman's fangs make two holes in her neck and suck all the blood away!
When I ran into the yard, I saw the gentle idiot squatting in a corner with great effort. I didn't know what he was busy with, I just knew that he was very strenuous! It wasn't until I walked over that I discovered that he was squatting on the ground trying to untie a thick nylon rope tied to the stone pillar. The rope was dyed black in the dark night. It's impossible to see it if you don't look hard. I used a flashlight to follow the rope and find it. The other end of the rope passed through a dead tree on the roof. If I looked carefully, I saw that it was an iron pulley fixed on a big tree branch. He just connected it like this, straightened the rope and tied it to the big stone pillar that the gentle idiot was dismantling.
Seeing that I was like a normal person, the gentle idiot stood aside and watched him operate, and didn't come to help! He said angrily: "You idiot, are you watching the show? Why don't you come over and help me!"
"What? Help, why are you moving such a big stone block? Is it useful?" I looked at him and questioned.
"Nonsense, this is a mechanism I added, just in case I can't deal with evil spirits, so I can use this thing to close the door!"
Only then did I suddenly realize that the gentle idiot had already prepared himself. Before, I really thought that the gentle idiot was a master of tricks, but I didn’t expect that this physical device could be played so smoothly. It turned out that he had already made preparations to physically isolate the dumpster. I admired him even more. He was indeed a talented student. Although he looked dull, he was not naive or stupid at all.
According to his pulley device, you only need to tie the other end of the rope to the ring on the door, then throw it hard from the outer wall here, and then only one person needs to pull the rope hard at this end. The door that opened inward was tightly closed, and finally, one end of the rope was tied to a hard and heavy object. Obviously, the gentle idiot chose this big stone pillar, which was the big lock he put on the door of Tianlong Gym.
After thinking about this matter, I felt it was funny and irritating at the same time. I started to be a polite idiot from the moment we met on the train. He always pretends to be a big shot. Who would have thought that this grandson would be where he is today? I don't know why, but seeing him make a fool of himself makes me so happy. This is the first time I've seen him so embarrassed and at a loss.
Seeing the anxious look on that gentle idiot makes me feel relieved. Why did you always tease me before? You deserve it! The more anxious he became, the more he couldn't untie the knot, and the floating human skin balloon floated closer and closer. I didn't care about it anymore. After all, we were in a close relationship now, so I quickly picked up the flashlight to take a photo of the gentle idiot. A bright light came on. However, it was obviously too late. He had just tried to untie the rope. Instead of untying the rope, he had tightened it and tied it into a very complicated knot.
Seeing the female Ah Piao getting closer and closer, and the time getting tighter and tighter, the gentle idiot was still sweating anxiously and doing useless work, so he shouted to him: "You stupid donkey, you don't even have a rope." You can't even untie the knot, and you're still a doctoral student! Can't you use a knife to see the rope? Even if you use fire, you can burn the rope, right?"
The gentle idiot said to me without raising his head: "You are stupid! Let alone the fact that I don't have a knife. Even if I have a Zwilling made in Germany, I can't cut it. This is not an ordinary rope, it was made by an old man. The beef tendon rope is soaked in tung oil, which is not only strong but also tough, unless you get an ancient sword to cut it, the kind that cuts iron like mud and breaks when blown by hair."
"Damn, that's okay." I slapped my forehead wordlessly and almost fainted.
Old Yang Banxian, you crazy Taoist priest, why do you have so many luxurious equipment? Aren't you just an old Taoist priest who can tell fortunes and determine the universe of Yin and Yang? What's the point of getting such a strong rope? Even if you're carrying a bucket to fetch water, there's no need to get such a strong rope. Why bother? Why bother? After squeezing the dead old half-immortal Yang in my heart, I still have to give light to the gentle idiot. I can only hope that he will open this knot as soon as possible to release our way of life.
The gentle idiot was still smart and capable. Just when the human skin balloon was getting closer and closer, he finally untied the broken rope. Without any nonsense, he and I stood up and rushed through the door! However, we both got stupid at the same time and got frustrated. We both hit the loose wooden door, and our faces came into close contact with the rope. It almost hurt me to death!
This door is really weird. Didn’t the gentle idiot untie the rope? Ordinarily, it's time for the agency to set off. How could this happen?
I covered my face angrily and complained: "Yang Xian, your uncle, didn't you unlock the mechanism? The door still can't be pushed open, but it almost made me lose my face! Please explain to me quickly, you set What kind of bullshit mechanism is this?"
"Hey, please don't blame me, okay? I'm one of the victims too!" The gentle idiot, who was also hit and hurt, showed a surprised expression at the same time. Obviously he was not pretending, and no one would think of letting himself be like this. They hurt!
Forget it, the door is inaccessible, so we can only hide and seek with the human skin balloon. This time, the gentle idiot was quite considerate and didn't leave me alone and run away like last time. Instead, he said, "Follow me," and led the way. He led me through the hall with two rows of old coffins, and ran inside. Since I couldn't get out of the door anyway, I just followed him and ran blindly!
After the gentle idiot took me into a shabby but airtight room, I breathed a sigh of relief. He closed the door, bolted it, and asked me: "Hey, you The boy smokes, doesn’t he?”
"Yes, why are you still in the mood to smoke at this time? Smoking reduces lung capacity, and you are being chased so closely. You still want to smoke? Save it!" I didn't understand the true intention of the gentle idiot, I just thought His craving for cigarettes was over, so he casually attacked him. Unexpectedly, I misunderstood again, and the gentle idiot slapped me hard on the head.
"You think everyone is like you, addicted to smoking! Since you smoke, you must have a lighter. I just asked you for a lighter and lit it up. You shameless idiot, where is the lighter? Bring it!"
Only then did I understand what the gentle guy meant. I took out the lighter from my pocket and handed it to the gentle guy to see how he wanted to light it and where he wanted to light it.
I saw him light the lighter first, glance around, and light the two candles on the candlesticks in the two corners. With the help of the not very bright candlelight, I was finally able to see clearly the layout of the small room.
The main color of the whole house is still bright white, but it is smoothed and whitewashed with the cheapest putty powder. Although the equipment here is very old, at least it can be lived in. Compared with the ruins outside, this place is not bad. Something like that. At least, it is popular, and you can see some traces of repairs. As for who lives here, it must be the gentle idiot who is lighting a lighter with one hand and flipping around with the other hand.
How can I be sure? That's because I found a copy of "Advanced Mathematics" on the black wooden table. It was that book, and a corner was missing from the cover. As for the wooden table, there is a set of simple bookshelves made of aluminum tubes erected against the wall. The books on them are all "Goldbach's Conjecture", "Calculus" and "Multidimensional Geometry" by senior intellectuals, which is even more valuable. Yes, there are also Japanese professional books and an "Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary"!
I am a bad student. When I saw these books that were even harder to understand than the Bible, I felt like my head was going to explode. I started teasing the gentle idiot: "I said, you are a fake Taoist priest and a nondescript doctoral student. You What are you studying? You study mathematics and foreign languages every day. Have you almost forgotten your Taoist major? Do you want to be a Taoist priest, a mathematician or a diplomatic expert? "
The gentle idiot didn't reply and was still rummaging around. I immediately became angry. Xin said: "You are so calm. If you don't get nervous, that woman will come over. As soon as he gets in front of us, we will die."
Outside the door, the human skin balloon carrying the evil spirit was struggling against the wooden door. Hearing the banging sound of the door, this old, old and not strong wooden door could not withstand many hits. Because this broken door is full of loopholes. When she breaks open this blocking door, won’t I be dead?
Seeing that the gentle idiot was still rummaging around, I was really angry and annoyed, so I quickly urged him: "Yang Xian, you bastard, aren't you a Taoist master? You can't even handle such a little thing. What a shame." You paid so much money for organizing Uncle Chang Ge's funeral! Are you worthy of so much money? Stinky Taoist priest, get up and deal with the evil spirits outside!"
The gentle idiot still acted as if he hadn't heard anything. Instead of talking to me, he was still rummaging through the box for something. Who knows what he was looking for? He didn't respond to me, which was his disdain for me. I stepped forward angrily and wanted to imitate the way he slapped me just now, and hit his head too.
By coincidence, he happened to find a yellow oil-paper booklet and stood up happily: "Great, I found it." First he got up too violently, and then I was unprepared and was caught by his With a bang on my head, I almost stumbled to the ground again. When I stabilized my body, I looked again and saw that he was already reading with gusto. The thread-bound booklet made of butter paper was densely packed with tiny characters. However, what I saw was still the ones I didn’t even read. I don't understand the 'tadpole essay'.
He looked so attentive. I was very angry and wanted to interrupt him, but I still held back. This kid is most likely looking for some tips on how to decipher the cheating female ghost from this mysterious book. I just put away the words I used to greet him, and it wouldn't be too late to scold her after he came forward to smooth things over! Now, let him check the information quietly first!
After waiting for less than two minutes, the gentle idiot seemed to have an epiphany and shouted: "Oh my god, it's so simple. I'm such a big fool." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thud from the impact. The wooden door was finally overwhelmed, and was knocked open by the thing outside. The door latch fell to the ground, and the door was probably unable to be closed.
With a 'squeak' sound, the old wooden door was completely opened. What floated in was not the female corpse who smashed the door, but who was it? She moves after the human aura. Wherever there is a living person, she will go! Looking at the gentle idiot again, I was so angry that I wanted to curse him. This grandson was still immersed in the joy of reading, but he left me alone to be frightened until my legs went weak.
This cramped little house really can't compare to the vast space outside. It's only twelve or thirteen square meters at most, plus a wooden bed, a square table, a fabric aluminum tube bookshelf and an old wooden wardrobe. Wooden chairs and washstands...there is simply no hiding or avoiding them. Only doors and windows are the only safe exits. However, the deadly ancestor in front of me has guarded the door tightly. As for the window, it is better to give up. It is only half a meter away from the door. As long as the human skin balloon raises its arm, it can slip away. , besides, my slightly fat figure may not be able to escape from the window!
At this moment, how I wish I had the martial arts skills of those top masters in martial arts movies! As long as a carp jumps up, it can stand up, and if another carp jumps over the dragon gate, I can fly out of the window. However, I know that most of the martial arts movies are fake, and many martial arts are about embroidering fists and legs. The key is, I can’t even embroider fists and legs.
The female corpse floated closer to us little by little, squeezing the space where we stood little by little. I could only shake the gentle and stupid shoulder: "Yang...Brother Yang, oh no...Grandpa Yang, you are still reading." Oh! Let’s get rid of this naughty bitch quickly!”
But the gentle idiot pulled me impatiently: "Go away, didn't you see that I was busy?" After saying that, he turned his back to me and the female Ah Piao, and continued to read Tadpole. '.
Ouch, you're about to die, but you can still be so calm. What kind of concentration is this? I'm really impressed with you.
I really can’t figure it out. The mysterious man said he wanted me to come in and develop my eyesight, but the gentle idiot said it had already been developed. Why is my dream still going on? Is it time to wake up? Is the mysterious man good to me? Or did he deliberately trap me into his illusion so that I would never wake up? Could it be that he is also a group of enemy demons?
Thinking of this, I dare not think about it anymore. I can only think about dying. If my head falls off, it will just be a scar as big as a bowl. Eighteen years later, I, Zhang Ruoxu, am still a good man.
It's a pity, I'm still so young, am I going to die here like this?
I thought it was simple, there are more things waiting for me to do later...
