Everything in the police station's office was as usual, exactly as Lu Sheng remembered it.
Lu Sheng sat in his seat by the window, still thinking about all the strange things that had just happened.
"Conan's scar reappeared, and there was no such person as Lin Xi at all. The USB flash drive in my pocket also disappeared. Xiao Zhu is still Xiao Zhu, and there is still no such person as Xiao Wu."
Lu Sheng kept staring out the window, looking somewhere ahead, as motionless as still, but the thoughts in his mind did not stop for a moment.
"These fucking weird encounters, if there isn't something wrong with the world, then there must be something wrong with me."
At this time, the door of the police station outside the window attracted Lu Sheng's attention.
I saw an old man's figure appearing next to the gate. When he walked to the center of the gate, he stopped and turned to look in the direction of Lu Sheng.
Looking at this figure from a distance, he is wearing a light gray robe and a black hat on his head.
One hand was holding a banner, and there must be something written on the banner. His other hand seemed to be holding something, but the distance was too far for Lu Sheng to see clearly.
Feeling familiar again, Lu Sheng looked in the direction of the old man and tried hard to recall it in his mind, searching for this familiar figure.
In the sky outside the window, dark clouds once again took over, and the sun was no longer shining. Looking around, the world was occupied by darkness.
Lu Sheng looked at the world outside the window, everything was so unreal, and now, an old man dressed in such weird clothes suddenly appeared in the center of the police station door.
That retro outfit is completely unlike people in modern society.
The old man stood at the door and looked at Lu Sheng from a distance for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, the old man turned and left, hunched his back slightly and walked slowly away.
Lu Sheng still didn't remember who this person was, but when he saw the old man walking away, he felt that he should catch up, so Lu Sheng quickly left his seat and rushed out the door.
But when he reached the gate, the old man was gone.
"I must have seen this old man before, and the environment at that time was similar to now."
While Lu Sheng was thinking, he decided to look around again. He started to chase the old man quickly in the direction he left.
Lu Sheng passed through the streets one after another, but he never saw any trace of the old man. Unknowingly, Lu Sheng had found his way to Huangzhou University, which was far away from the police station.
Looking for someone in a city is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and Lu Sheng has given up hope.
Just when he was about to give up and turn around and return to the police station, a familiar voice came over.
“The water in the south is sad, the water in the north is sad, thousands of waters are rushing eastwards, and their torrents will never stop.
Life is also a time of sorrow, death is also a time of sorrow. After all the sorrow, life is like a sand gull, wandering and gathering somewhere."
Lu Sheng thought of this poem. He remembered that he had heard this poem in the hills on the campus of Huangzhou University. Now he finally remembered where he had seen the old man.
"Life is also a worry, death is also a worry..."
Lu Sheng muttered subconsciously in a low voice, and at some point, the old man appeared in front of him.
Lu Sheng looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in surprise. Different from the last time, this time Lu Sheng looked at the old man's face carefully.
I saw that he had a goatee and a pair of round black glasses. Although the glasses covered his eyes, they did not cover the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and they certainly did not completely cover his weathered face.
.
Lu Sheng recognized his voice and could tell that he was the fortune teller who tested his handwriting last time, but he always felt that his face seemed a little different.
"Young man, we meet again."
Thinking about those distant memories, everything seemed like a lifetime ago, but thinking about it carefully, it was actually not accurate to say that, because Lu Sheng didn't know whether the last meeting happened in a dream or this time, in fact it was not.
in reality.
Thinking of this, Lu Sheng placed his hope on the old man in front of him, hoping that he could answer his questions. However, before he could ask the question, the old man smiled and said:
"Take a test, young man."
Lu Sheng thought that he would take the test first. As for the confusion, it would not be too late to ask him about it later. He thought that the last time he tested the character was his first name, Sheng, so this time, he decided to test his last name.
.
Lu Sheng looked around and found nothing that could be used as a pen. The ground was also a cement pavement, so there was no way to write on it. Just when Lu Sheng hesitated, the old man raised his palm and stretched it out in front of Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng looked at the old man with a smile, then stretched out the index finger of his right hand and started writing on the old man's palm.
The word "Lu" written by Lu Sheng was not in the normal order of writing. Instead of writing one vertical and one horizontal stroke first, he first wrote the word "corpse", and then added a vertical stroke on top of the word "corpse".
and a horizontal stroke.
Feeling Lu Sheng's unusual strokes, the old man frowned, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more distinct.
"Lu, this word, and the order in which you write it, this is really the first time I have encountered it."
"For many words, I wrote them according to my own ideas, just like the last time I wrote the word Sheng, which was also the case."
The old man asked, "What do you want to test? Which aspect do you want to test?"
Lu Sheng thought for a long time. He now had many questions, but he didn't know how to describe the direction he wanted to measure.
The old man looked at the hesitant Lu Sheng and said for him, "You want me to help you answer your current doubts."
Lu Sheng was surprised by the old man's foresight and nodded quickly.
"Based on your writing habits, this character is added to the body, and when put together, it is pronounced as Lu."
The old man paused for a moment, while Lu Sheng listened carefully. When he heard the old man say the word "corpse", Lu Sheng suddenly felt very unlucky. Only then did he realize that for so many years, when he wrote his name,
It was indeed the character for corpse that was written first.
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