"Boy, you should call me Lao Ji, it sounds more natural to me."
I don't know if it is due to subjective psychological factors, but Zhang Ke feels that every word he speaks now sounds so full of superior demeanor.
"Okay, Lao Ji... Hero, if you can no longer make a living in this business, what are you going to do next?"
"I will leave here tomorrow. Fengxian has followed me all these years to hide her identity, hide in Tibet, and sleep in the open air. She has suffered a lot. She has not seen her daughter for many years. She was not an adult when she last saw her.
Well - now that the matter is settled, I want to take Fengxian to visit the city where my daughter lives, Xiaoli, and have a reunion dinner together as a family."
"But there's no need to leave so soon, right?" Zhang Ke said, seemingly reluctant to leave.
"The world is so big, how can we not meet each other? We are destined to meet again. When the time comes, I will treat you to spicy bean curd and beer." Lao Ji said with a faint smile, with a trace of satisfaction in his smile.
"Okay... but what are you going to do to make a living in the future? You've only done film stickers in the past few years, right?" Zhang Ke asked worriedly.
"Well, I think I'll probably put explosion-proof film on the car."
"What? Didn't you say in front of everyone that you will no longer apply film stickers?"
"Silly boy, I only said I wouldn't put a protective film on my phone." Lao Ji said with a sly smile, "If I say it too harshly, I'll drink from the northwest."
"...Okay, take care"
The night gradually became darker, and Lao Ji lit a small lamp, and finally looked back at his film stall that had been in business for more than ten years. Although everything on the stall had been cleaned up by Fengxian, only the remaining
The lonely signboard of a century-old shop that has been handed down from ancestors stood alone in the cold wind of the dark night.
A trace of loneliness and reluctance flashed in Lao Ji's eyes, and Fengxian looked at him, gently put her hands on his shoulders, and said softly: "Brother, you are forced to make this secret known to the world today.
, I know you must feel uncomfortable."
"Yeah... I started to dabble in film stickers when I was seven years old. It's been more than forty years now, so how can I feel better?" Lao Ji shook his head and sighed softly, "But you don't have to worry too much, there is nothing in the world.
The never-ending feast, the grudges of more than twenty years ago are now fully understood, which is actually a good and refreshing thing."
"But speaking of it, you still have a hand today, right?" Fengxian walked up to Lao Ji and suddenly smiled slyly, as if he had completely seen the opponent's hidden trump card.
"Haha, as expected of you." Lao Ji used his fingers to fiddle with Fengxian's lingering black hair tenderly and lovingly. Although the woman in front of him was almost 40 years old, he seemed to vaguely see the weird and charming woman twenty years ago.
, a pure and smart girl, "You little girl, it's true that I can't hide any of my thoughts from you."
"That's right, after all, I am the junior sister who knows you best." Fengxian said in a rather pleasant and gentle tone, "Okay, now that group of people have dispersed, you don't need to pretend anymore."
Lao Ji smiled, then took out the mobile phone he had just used to fight, and with just a swipe of his finger, the Huawei brand logo on the top of the phone was easily removed - it turned out that this logo was artificially post-production
Glued on.
But underneath it, the true identity of the phone suddenly appeared - a familiar brand composed of several uppercase English letters N, O, K, I, A...
"You, have you been talking nonsense!" Zhang Ke, who saw this scene, couldn't help shouting, but Lao Ji covered his mouth: "Keep your voice down, I finally fooled those fools
, if you lure them back again, I will really be helpless."
"Okay, okay..." Zhang Ke hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "But it's not right? Is even the fact that your master got the Hunyuan Barrier Mask a lie? Then why didn't you tell the truth directly?
Woolen cloth?"
"The master has indeed obtained the true message about the barrier-defying membrane. There is no doubt about this. It was also the fuse that led to the destruction of our faction twenty years ago. Moreover, the old man, the master, did give the true message to me before I escaped.
Me." Lao Ji said with a smile: "It's just that on that basis, I added some artistic processing of personal storytelling. In fact, the core keywords are only two words."
"Ah? Which two words, Hunyuan?" Zhang Ke asked hurriedly.
"No, 'Hunyuan' is just a phrase used to scare people, right? It's actually...'overcoming obstacles'."
"Overcoming obstacles? Apart from the theory you talked to them about before, does it have any special meaning?"
"Of course there is, try turning the barrier upside down and reading it -"
"Turn it over, isn't that ZHANG KE..." Zhang Ke suddenly realized something, opened his mouth and was about to ask, but Lao Ji stretched out his hand and pushed him gently.
"That's right, Zhang Ke, you are what they are looking for——"
In an instant, he suddenly felt that everything around him became extremely unreal, as if he had fallen into a pool of water called dream bubbles, and all the scenes turned into twisted and scattered water droplets that flew away.
"Ah - is this... a hospital?"
Zhang Ke opened his eyes and saw a white world around him. There was a soft mattress under him. His nose could smell the smell of disinfectant and alcohol. He had been exhausted after a busy night and a life-and-death fight.
My body finally recovered and relaxed a little.
Were you dreaming just now? It seems that the story about mobile phone stickers is playing out again in your mind and continues until the end.
——And it’s a very hilarious ending. It turns out that Lao Ji’s advanced theory of Hunyuan’s barrier membrane was all just his nonsense. He actually relied on the hardness of the Nokia mobile phone to smash all the walnuts.
Challenger stickers.
However, the last sentence Lao Ji said - the so-called true inheritance is actually the word "Ke Yu" turned upside down, which is his own name.
What does this mean? Obviously I was just an unrelated bystander from the beginning to the end. I just invited Lao Ji to drink a few beers and listened to his bragging a few times. Why was he the one that those people really wanted?
What are you looking for? This is too much logic.
The people who appeared in the dream, Lao Ji, Feng Xian, Lao Jin and Black Crow, I have no memory of these people at all, and in the recent reincarnations, they seem to have never had any interaction with me. If according to Lao
Ji said, what they are looking for is themselves, so why is there no movement at all?
Or is it because they are not time-tracers, so they are repeating useless efforts in constant reincarnations, and thus have not been able to officially start tracing themselves?
What worries Zhang Ke even more is a small detail in the dream just now, that is, Lao Ji's real name is Xu Jifu, and his daughter seems to be about the same age as him, and her name is Xiaoli——