The man in blue shirt continued to look me up and down and said again:
"What about your parents?
Are they still building it?”
“Maybe it will be built in”
I spoke a little vaguely, and then immediately explained:
"That's what happened, my parents divorced shortly after I was born.
The court sentenced me to my mother, but within a few days, my mother left me at my grandma's house.
From then on, he never took care of me again. My father was obsessed with throwing me back.
My grandma still protects me, I grew up with her
When I was four years old, my mother remarried and moved away.
She showed up when she found out that I was working, and said that her son, who would be born next to her, was getting married, so she asked me to borrow 300,000 yuan.
I said no, and she never showed up again.
My father is also married, and he is also looking for a second marriage.
I also brought a daughter here who is the same age as me.
That woman seemed to be his own, and he would give her everything good.
My school fees and food at home.
Later, his wife kept accounts for me, saying that he couldn’t have free time at home.
When I can make money in the future, I will pay it back to her."
This experience of mine attracted the man in blue shirt. He thought I spoke too slowly, so he interrupted me and said:
"What happened next? Did you really return it to her?"
"Repay six, bah"
Thinking of that past, I still feel uncomfortable.
He took a sip of water on the ground and then continued:
"A few years later, the woman's ex-husband came to our door and had a fight with my father.
My father never beat him, but he watched his ex-husband take away the woman and the children.
He also beat my family to pieces, and my father couldn't bear it.
He said he wanted to get his future wife back, but he left and never came back.
he may live
It must be that the ex-husband made too much noise about robbing people, and he was too embarrassed to stay in his hometown, so he kept hiding and working in other places.
Later, I searched several times but couldn’t find it.”
When I said this, I stole a glance at the man in blue shirt.
Looking at the man, he didn't have any displeasure on his face. At that moment, I boldly said to him:
"You said that person also had similar experiences to me?
If even this paragraph is similar, then you really need to think about it, maybe I am the person you are looking for."
The man in blue shirt smiled slightly and said:
"It's just not the same, he won't admit it
It’s a pity, I thought I could find it this time.”
After the man in blue shirt said this, his expression changed slightly.
He gave me a mischievous look, then reached out and tapped my chest lightly and said:
"Although you are not him, I heard you talk about such a miserable childhood.
I will always give you something good."
While he was talking, a heat came from the man's fingertips, which was transmitted to my chest along the place he touched.
I just felt the heat, but I thought it was nothing.
But just a moment later, this little bit of heat suddenly exploded in my chest.
As if I had been hit by a large-caliber bullet, I leaned back and fell straight on the bed.
At this time, my mind was very clear and I could see everything that happened in front of me clearly.
But it just happened that I couldn't move my body, not even a little finger.
At that time there was only one thought in my mind:
Be careless, this guy in blue is probably related to the ghost Ganoderma case.
He is here to kill people and silence them.
The man in the blue shirt did not attack me as I imagined.
He just looked at me strangely and said slowly:
"You are like him
Before you find him, you will be his substitute."
When the man in blue shirt talked about the last part, the heat had already filled my whole body.
By this time, my head was already starting to feel dizzy.
It was as if I was drunk, and the image of the man in the blue shirt began to blur.
He seemed to be saying something to me again, but I couldn't hear anything at this time.
My eyes went dark and I didn't know anything anymore.
I don’t know how long I was unconscious, but suddenly I felt someone pushing me.
Then, Zhuge Zhengqi's voice sounded and said:
"donor.
Why are you still asleep?
It's really strange that you can sleep with the immortal magic in your body.
Get up quickly, Mr. Beidou and the superior can't wait any longer.
Get up and wake up”
While he was talking, he brought over a cold towel and wiped it on my face a few times.
Being hit by the cold air, my head immediately woke up.
Seeing that I had my eyes corrected, Zhuge Zhengqi hurriedly helped me up and said:
"Why can't I sleep for days and nights when I store my magic?
Donor, you can sleep so soundly.
If you didn't know this, I would have thought you were stunned.
After tidying up, we should set off.
If you move quickly enough, you'll still have time to take the train home tonight."
Did I fall asleep? Did I just have a nightmare when I met the man in blue shirt who had a similar imagination to me?
I stood up vaguely, looked at the bright sky outside the window, and said:
"It's already so bright.
I thought it was still dark."
Zhuge Zhengqi smiled helplessly and said:
"Donor, it's afternoon now.
At 8:30 in the morning, the superior will correct the fortune.
No matter how I called you at that time, the donor did not wake up.
The upper position smacks the thigh anxiously
This matter must be done by donating the immortal magic in your body, otherwise you would have done it yourself long ago."
When Zhuge Zhengqi was talking, I had already put on my shoes.
He was dragged to the bathroom by the ugly Taoist priest and washed up.
After washing my face with cold water, my condition improved a lot.
Originally, I wanted to tell Zhuge Zhengqi what happened just now.
But even as the words came to my lips, I still kept my mind in mind, changed the topic, and said to the ugly old man who kept urging me:
"Brother, tell me, what is the origin of the man in blue that the two gods and I saw last night?
A mortal shouldn't be able to scare Fatty Qiu like that.
Then - this person is also a god?
Zhuge Zhengqi didn't expect me to talk about this person, and he obviously didn't want to continue this topic.
Then he changed the topic and said:
"Didn't I tell you not to talk about this person anymore?
The boss is already in the car, together with Mr. Beidou.
Let's get down quickly, don't keep them waiting."
Seeing the ugly Taoist priest avoid the topic, I said:
"That's the man who killed three members of Lao Wang's family and a neighbor, right?
Lao Dao, you and Fatty Qiu both know this person's background, right?