At the same time, the Abyss Lord's fingers were interspersed and pulled with extremely complicated and intensive techniques, as if an invisible timeline was being twisted on his fingertips, and then he was quickly weaving a vicious web.
With a twist and a pull on his fingertips, Fang Linyan in the middle of his eyes was about to face a huge trouble. It can be said that it was very difficult to deal with it.
I saw Fang Linyan trying his best to resist the terrible offensive and using all his trump cards, but the Abyss Lord still dealt with it calmly and confidently.
In the final panic, there was a flash of light, the Abyss Lord's fingertips lightly touched, and Fang Linyan's head actually flew out!
"It turns out that your fatal weakness only appears at this moment! Very good, very good, your fate has been sealed by me, just enjoy this period of your life."
"I will stay as far away from you as possible to avoid affecting the creation of this timeline, and then appear in front of you at that moment, and finally harvest your life."
A smile appeared on the corner of the Abyss Lord's mouth.
Two or three minutes later, Xiao Huang, oh no, the current boss Huang came out to pour water for the guests, but was shocked to find that there was no one on the seat, leaving only a thousand-yuan bill. But the problem is that this bill was used ten years ago.
It has been withdrawn from circulation!
But it doesn't matter. You can exchange the money in the bank. Not only that, it looks pretty good. Some collectors will even triple the price for it, so you won't lose money no matter what.
Not only that, there was also a leaflet on the table that must have been picked up from the ground.
The flyer was crumpled and probably had been stepped on a few times, but that was not the point. The point was that a big circle was drawn out by a ballpoint pen on the two words on the flyer.
These two words are clearly "a week"!
It seemed that Fifth Brother had to leave in a hurry, but he already knew what Lao Huang wanted to ask, so he picked up the ballpoint pen used by Lao Huang's youngest son for homework next to the bar, and then sketched it directly.
Seeing this scene, Lao Huang finally showed a happy smile on his face:
"It's only been a week since I lost my life. I've made a lot of money. I've made a lot of money."
You say that people are in high spirits during happy events, so Lao Huang planned to close the stall early today. The carefully selected white chicken he had just killed had been killed. Since the fifth brother was gone, he might as well make it himself and have two drinks.
When the stone that has been lingering in my heart for more than ten years falls to the ground, I feel particularly relaxed.
However, while he was busy in the kitchen, the guy who was cleaning up outside started yelling after a while, and quickly came back and said to Lao Huang:
"Boss, there is a bastard who actually stole the remaining chickens in the cage outside!"
Although Lao Huang has made a small fortune now, although the chickens he chooses to make his signature dishes are not as demanding as the old man's, local chickens are a must, so a few chickens are worth a lot of money.
Hearing this, he immediately became furious and went over to take a look, only to find that the waiter was staring blankly into the chicken coop, his voice slightly changed:
"Boss, look at this."
Old Huang looked carefully and found that under the dim light he could vaguely see that although there were no chickens in the chicken coop, there were three eggs. The chickens he bought to make must be six-month-old roosters!
So the logical explanation is that someone stole the chicken and put three eggs in it. Who the hell is so boring!
Then, the waiter trembled and pointed to the table next to him, which was exactly where the fifth brother was sitting before. You could see something stuck in the chopstick barrel, but it was definitely not chopsticks.
Lao Huang tiptoed over and found that it was half a green bamboo. The bamboo leaves on it were still there, and there was still dew!
Some things are actually very common when viewed individually.
For example, if your parking space is occupied by someone,
Another example is that you drive home every time you go on a business trip.
But when you combine these two things together: every time you drive home from a business trip and find that your parking space is occupied, it's really an unfortunate thing.
This is likely to involve keywords such as ethics, emotions, hormones, body fluids, stimulation, secrets, loneliness, green, etc.
The series of strange things that Lao Huang and his clerk encountered were also like this. The two looked at each other for a few seconds in the early morning, and suddenly let out a strange scream.
Inside the store door, the door was slammed shut.
At this time, Lao Huang suddenly realized something. When he was in his twenties, Fifth Brother looked like this. He seemed to be two years younger than him. Now he is bald and his beer belly has stuffed his vest.
Wrinkles and crow's feet are visible all over the face.
But Fifth Brother has never changed!!
"No wonder the death penalty is so accurate! It turns out that the dog-like person is really not a human being!"
Lao Huang, who was shivering in bed, came to this conclusion.
Of course, the Lord of the Abyss must not have known that the time turbulence that was lost when he used his innate ability directly triggered a series of supernatural events.
Of course those three chickens were not stolen, they were just affected by the turbulence of time and became what they were six months ago.
The same is true for the chopsticks on the table. Its timeline was moved to two years and four months ago, when it had just been chopped off and prepared to be transported to the processing factory.
A week later, Lao Huang, smoking a cigarette, was sitting on a stool to catch his breath, watching the newly recruited waiter bring out four bowls of meatballs.
This waiter's real name is A Hong. She moved here half a year ago. Her husband died and it's very hard to raise a daughter. She is average-looking but eloquent.
And she has a hot body, which reminds me of a yurt when viewed from the front, and reminds me of a peach when viewed from the back - exactly the age at which a young woman in her thirties is mature.
At this time, what Lao Huang was staring at was A Hong's round buttocks, which were stretched tightly by jeans, swinging in an exaggerated manner, and his Adam's apple moved up and down greedily.
After the guests left, Lao Huang looked at the time and immediately ordered the business to close, and then called A Hong:
"Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."
Ah Hong froze and could only say with a smile:
"Boss, I have to go back early today."
Old Huang frowned and said angrily:
"Okay, go ahead and don't come back tomorrow."
Ahong immediately stopped at a loss. As a woman who was as miserable as a duckweed, she actually needed this job. After all, this job did not require a diploma and did not need to sell anything. It was nothing more than washing dishes and serving dishes.
The key is that Lao Huang generously gave her five thousand yuan a month, which was higher than the salary of many employees in the office building.
After the rest of the people left, Lao Huang directly put his hand on A Hong's shoulder. A Hong trembled all over, but did not resist or did not dare to resist. He was directly led numbly to the small room at the back.
.
Lao Huang, who already owns two apartments, and his family no longer live here. This small room is used by Lao Huang when he comes early and takes a nap.
Of course, now he plans to use it to do other things.
Ah Hong didn't resist, she knew very well in her heart that she had no choice.
Ten minutes later, the nearest hospital suddenly received an emergency call.
The female voice on the phone was very frightened. It was A Hong's voice.
Then the ambulance rushed to the door of Lao Huang Wonton, and then carried the naked Lao Huang out on a stretcher. Lao Huang covered his chest and gasped hard:
"I'm fine. Fifth brother said I only lose one week of life."
"No, isn't it exactly one week since Fifth Brother arrived?"
"Does he mean that I only have one week left to live?"
""
The doctor next to him had already begun to make a diagnosis: suspected severe myocardial infarction, and then quickly gave Lao Huang first aid.
The alarmed neighbors also began to whisper their own diagnoses:
"It's going to be windy soon!"
"Hopeless."
"You will die under the peonies."
"It's not a loss even if you die."
***
Seven hours later,
Fang Linyan refused the offer to send him a car and left the airport directly in an abnormal way.
The reason why he did this in violation of the law is because he has now entered the vigilance mode. If anyone wants to do anything against him, he will definitely pay close attention to the cameras in airports, stations, etc.
Therefore, at this time, Fang Linyan was unwilling to appear under any surveillance or cameras.
Yes, he still remembers that once he returns, he will be closely protected by the space, but this close protection must have limits.
For example, Fang Linyan noticed that there were no critical remarks at the end: such as the priority of this effect, etc.
Therefore, it is still the words on Quirrell's turban: This effect is regular and makes people feel safer.
After arriving outside the airport, Fang Linyan got into a taxi, got off the taxi, then simply stole a motorcycle and hurried towards the rental house where he left.
Because Fang Linyan paid three years' rent at once when he left last time, he didn't have to worry about the landlord taking it back. However, when he entered the house, he immediately found that it had been messed up, and it was obviously a thief.
However, this unsighted Liang Shang gentleman obviously chose the wrong target. Fang Linyan did not leave anything valuable here, but the furniture and furnishings inside carried Fang Linyan's beautiful memories.
So Fang Linyan fell asleep deeply in the dusty and musty room. He slept soundly and even snored. The harsh environment and bad smell were not a problem, because this was the smell of his hometown.
Of course, even here, Fang Linyan was not careless and used the newly obtained energy block to summon Rubes. Maybe it was not the strongest mechanical creature that Fang Linyan could summon at this time, but it had the ability to track by smell.
, is undoubtedly the best early warning effect.
When summoning Rubes, Fang Linyan specifically consulted the space, and the prompt he received was very clear:
As long as Fang Linyan does not take the initiative to attack other space warriors, he can obtain the blessing of space.
However, as long as Fang Linyan uses any active skills from space, there is a certain probability that he will be discovered by other space warriors, or his whereabouts may be deduced using divination/wishes and other means.
At the same time, the blessing of space does not mean invincibility, it just prevents other space warriors from detecting his whereabouts. Once the other space warriors trigger some large-scale area-killing skills/weapons (such as detonating a nuclear bomb nearby
), Fang Lin Yan will also be hit.
Or to put it simply, Fang Linyan, who has the blessing of space, is like a sword master who uses Wind Step in Warcraft 3, and the opponent does not have any anti-stealth methods, but if the prediction is accurate, there is still
Ability to hurt him.
***
Fang Linyan woke up around 5:30 the next morning because he smelled fried dough sticks and steamed buns downstairs.
For a long time in the past, he disliked the taste very much - because he had no money for breakfast - or even if it was breakfast, it would definitely be the sweet potato porridge cooked by Uncle Xu. If he had a job, then he would
Pair with steamed buns and fermented bean curd.
Uncle Xu's hobby is to break open the steamed buns, spread fermented bean curd on them, just like spreading jam on bread, then take a firm bite, and then sip on a few mouthfuls of porridge.
At that time, Uncle Xu's expression was cheerful and relaxed.
To be honest, Fang Linyan felt that this way of eating was not delicious at all. Now he realized that what Uncle Xu enjoyed was not the fermented bean curd and steamed buns, but the taste of his hometown. His hometown liked this way of eating.
Then after quickly eliminating several breakfast options that popped up in his mind, Fang Linyan decided to eat a bowl of noodles.
To be precise, it is a bowl of dandan noodles that has been improved to suit the locals in Taicheng.
On Fang Linyan's birthday, Uncle Xu would take him to eat longevity noodles, and then specially ask him to add an egg. But every time, Uncle Xu would order tomato omelette noodles for Fang Linyan, because he felt that spicy food was not good for children.
, but ignored Fang Linyan's longing eyes as he looked at the red oil used to mix the noodles.
Therefore, ever since Fang Linyan could decide what to eat for breakfast, he would have a special liking for Dandan noodles.
When you watch the chopped peanuts, bright red chili oil, white shallots and minced garlic, light yellow meat cubes, and steaming noodles being stirred together, the smell will immediately produce a strong chemical reaction that makes people feel
My appetite is whetted, and I can't help but want to take a few bites.
After eating the dandan noodles, have a bowl of sweet and white glutinous rice balls, and a good day will start in high spirits.
This is one of Fang Linyan's beautiful memories, so he plans to relive it. This is a very reasonable thing, right?
He called a car, but stopped after arriving at his "former home". This was where he and Uncle Xu lived for seven years. It was a typical slum, and the building they lived in was also a typical illegal building.
To his surprise, the house
When walking to the "Old Chengdu Dandan Noodles", he passed a "D"-shaped intersection. Here he heard crying, mourning and music, and a mourning shed was set up. It was obvious that there was a scene here.
Funeral.
Under the new sunshine, relatives, friends and neighbors who came after hearing the news began to eat melon seeds and peanuts under the funeral shed, chatting and laughing happily, and some even made pig noises while laughing.
When there were a lot of people, some people started playing mahjong and poker. Fang Linyan was willing to bet that the number of people who sincerely came to express condolences at this time would be less than one-tenth of those who came to have fun.
Looking at these happy people attending the funeral, Fang Linyan walked quickly, and then he saw the yellowing old sign of this store: