Counterattack Xiaoxian

On Blue Star, in an international metropolis called "Modu", it was nightfall.

Countless illusive lights are floating like quicksand among the skyscrapers. Many young people drag their tired bodies on the never-ending streets and rush alone, silently explaining the loneliness that the city has tens of thousands of houses, but no one. One is my home.

In a newly built apartment building, a family ethics drama is being staged.

A young girl looked at the bank card in her hand with a look of disbelief. Sitting on the sofa opposite her was an old man, who was the chairman of the board who had appeared in Wulin Street Corner Park. He was wearing a suit and leather shoes and was very tidy. He finally looked a bit human, but he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

What made him feel even more uncomfortable was the other man behind him. He would twist his neck from time to time and was obviously not used to it either. His appearance was unexpected. He was the iron tree that Ji Lingchu had thought was dead.

"This is the 3 million yuan in insurance compensation. The corresponding expenses have been deducted. The contract between Mr. Ji and our company has been fulfilled in stages." It was the chairman who spoke.

The girl had never been so surprised in her life, and asked timidly: "You are not mistaken, are you?"

The chairman said: "This is an expression of Mr. Ji's true wishes. We also understand that Mr. Ji has no other relatives, so it is not too strange to indicate that you are the only beneficiary in the contract."

"Eh...! Did this fool not read the contract carefully?"

"It's hard to say that we have fulfilled our obligation to remind him, but this does not mean that Mr. Ji is definitely dead. How can I put it... In short, this is the contract."

There was a flash of sadness in the girl's eyes, but she said: "You don't have to say anymore, I won't accept money that isn't mine, and besides, I don't believe that anything will happen to him."

"Okay, if you change your mind, you can contact us at any time," the chairman did not force it. "There is an additional clause that needs to be confirmed. It is only proposed as a benefit. You can accept or reject it."

He continued: "As the sole beneficiary, if you have a child now or in the future, the child can enter the "Octopus Private School" established by our company on Hong Kong Island. Of course, all costs will be borne by us."

After hearing this, the girl blurted out: "What?"

...Five minutes later, the two men, an old man and a young man, who had been kicked out of the room, returned to the car downstairs. Tieshu still felt his face was hot and said: "Isn't this bad! Why do I feel a bit doggy?" Blood."

The chairman said calmly: "It's a shame. Don't you understand the current situation? Young people know that if they have children, there will be a certain chance of inheriting it."

"Anyway, I think it's unlikely."

"What else can we do? We can't contact the Dog Saint, so we have to take precautions and not let go of the one in ten thousand chance."

Tieshu was silent, and the chairman asked: "Are you sure you want to go there? Those old guys on the board of directors can't hold their breath anymore."

Tieshu nodded and said, "Yes, I agree with what she said. That kid doesn't look like a short-lived ghost."

As the sun sets, the dusk mist rolls up a sea of ​​blood, and Jiuzi Ancient Street at the foot of Jiuhua Mountain welcomes a late guest, Tieshu.

Carrying an inconspicuous backpack, he took a ticket from the doorman of the hotel on the corner, which read: Nine Painting Impressions Large Live Performance.

He walked straight along the famous ancient street and walked up the mountain. At this time, other tourists gathered from all over the place and arrived at the entrance of a building on the mountain. He checked in and entered.

The performance has already begun. With several vigorous chants of Shanshan, a magnificent landscape painting slowly unfolds. A group of young men and women wearing ethnic minority costumes rush onto the stage to sing and dance, making the audience instantly infected by the mysterious and exciting atmosphere.

Next, folk dances and folk songs with local characteristics will take turns, combined with the mountain scenery and water colors, it is dizzying...

Tieshu found a corner and watched quietly. At some point, a man sat down three or four seats away from him. This man lit a cigarette, blew smoke rings and said: "Humans are social animals, and they can only live in groups." Only when you are in the world do you know what is right or wrong. A lonely person is shameful."

"Do you want to talk philosophy to me?" Tieshu moved his eyes and said, "You can sit closer."

"Well... let's not do it!" The man hesitated: "Since I was a child, I have always been the one who got beaten the most by you. I don't want to relive the old dream."

"But you are the leader of the cabaret now."

"Ha! It's become humorous. Do you really want to go?"

Tieshu's face was expressionless, but there was a softness in his eyes.

The man stretched and said: "You know how to get there, and you should also know that the courier is a careless and ruthless courier. I believe this will not be difficult for you, but you must not become like them. Same, otherwise it would be too boring.”

After the man left, Tieshu continued to watch the performance. The atmosphere seemed to be more lively. All the lights on the stage were turned off, and the actors held torches and surrounded a girl.

The girl's lover died, and she was so distraught that she wanted to offer her life to the mountain god in exchange for her lover's resurrection...

Everyone's emotions fluctuated with the plot, and no one noticed that a person quietly walked up to the high altar.

Standing in the middle of the darkness, Tieshu looked at the crowds of figures and firelight below. His heart felt cold. He felt as if several extremely thick tentacles had grabbed him. He was so small and fragile, just like an egg held tightly in a giant's hand. .....However, his body slowly became lighter, slowly faded, and finally dissolved into the darkness until it disappeared.

After just a brief moment of coma, Tie Shu landed heavily. Even while still dizzy, he began to thank all the gods.

Because he knew that this was all a matter of luck. In the past, many people had suffered from freezing, drowning, suffocation, sudden death, falling to death and other different ways of death without even smelling the smell. "The courier" is by no means a false name.

He turned over and stood up, and saw a field of gray and dead hills. There were no plants, no animals, and even no wind. However, there were countless pale lights flying in the sky. They moved smoothly across the sky, like graffiti on the hands of an urchin. .

Due to the instability of the light source, the earth changed different tones. His first reaction was that the oxygen content in the air was extremely thin, which should be far better than Mount Everest. The second was that it was cold, although the ambient temperature was definitely dozens of degrees below zero. But this coldness seems to come from deep inside, a feeling of not being needed by everything.

The third one is fear. He has never known fear. He is also a little afraid. Fear of the unknown. This is probably the instinct of a living thing!