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It has been a few days since Si Yu came to Gutang, and the two suitcases and a large backpack he brought were thrown in the corner. The mouth of the suitcase was wide open. There are a few pairs of dirty socks and T-shirts in the red bucket; there are several full black garbage bags piled up in the yard, Si Yu always thinks about taking the garbage out tomorrow morning, so he really just Think about it, more and more garbage piles up.

Si Yu also knows that his living habits are not good, or even bad. Who doesn’t want to live a delicate and beautiful life, making a pot of tea from time to time, inserting flowers and posting on Moments to pretend to be cool, with the text "Today is beautiful Ins style oh~".But he has lived alone for eight years, has no family, no close friends, and even no special hobbies, so he naturally has no requirements for such things as quality of life.

When his short-lived father had just died, Si Yu had just entered the third year of junior high school, and he had been depressed for a few months. One day he bought a pack of cigarettes and stood by the window to smoke. He choked on the first puff he took. Half dead, choking tears all over his face.

He almost committed suicide that day, his mother didn't want him, his father died, and now he can bully him even with a pack of two and a half yuan cigarettes, he might as well jump out of the window with both feet, anyway, he didn't do anything bad, it's better to get rid of it Early bliss.If he travels faster, he can catch up with his father on Huangquan Road, and the two of them will be born at the same time, and they will be twin brothers in the next life.

Before he had time to end his young life, his body did not fall out, but the cigarette in his hand fell out first, hitting a passing old woman on the head.

The old woman was ironing the explosive scroll, with her hands on her hips, she raised her head and cursed: "You bastard, your mother is dead? You gave birth to such a little bastard!"

Si Yu's brain was a little dizzy, the cracked lips of the old woman crackled up and down like a bunch of flames, ignited the fuse, and a resentment that had been suppressed for a long time burst into flames in his body, burning his eyes Hong Hong completely lost his mind, he raised his hand viciously to wipe his face, opened his mouth and cursed back: "My mother is dead! The old thing is none of your business!"

"The brat is quite arrogant, huh?" The old woman turned her head and spit out thick phlegm, raised a leg to the wall, pointed at her head and shouted, "I just got this hair done! Can you afford it? Die!" Mommy!"

Panting heavily, Si Yu took out a stack of red bills from his schoolbag, which was more than 1000 yuan. He threw the banknotes down forcefully, and shouted in a tearful voice, "I'll pay you! Is it enough!"

Money fell from the sky, and a few peddlers on the side of the road hurried over to pick up the money, and shoved and shoved with the old woman. Si Yu snorted coldly, and closed the window with a "slap".

Within 10 minutes, Si Yu began to regret it. The government understood him, contacted a kind person, and gave him a subsidy of 2 yuan.

There were still more than 1 yuan in the bag, and Si Yu held the schoolbag on his shoulders, thinking that there was always someone who cared about him—even though this person was a stranger.Even for this kind-hearted person, he has to live his life.

Going to school the next day, on the playground radio, the hostess of the morning news reported with a straight voice and emotion that there was a strange scene of "celestial girls throwing money" in the area of ​​Gutong Road last night. Qian... the tablemate gossips and asks Si Yu, isn't your home on Gutong Road?How about it?Do you know which local tyrant is doing charity?

Si Yu cursed all the swear words in his heart, then shook his head with a smile, saying that I don't know which idiot is full of food.

When Si Yu was in middle school, that kind-hearted person always paid attention to him and continued to give him financial support.There were many times when Si Yu felt that life was meaningless, and it was the kindness of this anonymous kind-hearted man who supported him to persevere.

Later, Si Yu went to college and was finally able to work part-time to earn money to support himself.He had inquired who the good-hearted man was, but he could not find it. He only knew that the name of the anonymous gentleman was "F".

Apart from his father, Mr. F is the person who has the deepest influence on Si Yu. Mr. F only left one bank account, and Si Yu put money into it every year, and he has persisted for seven years now.Perhaps helping a poor young man who lost his father is just a trivial matter for this Mr. F.However, for Si Yu, he has absorbed precious nutrients from the kindness of strangers, supporting him to grow from a crumbling seedling to a not so strong, but tall and solid tree.

As soon as Si Yu transferred a sum of money to Mr. F's account via mobile bank transfer, Lin Mubai and Xiao Mao came ostentatiously like bandits entering the village.

This guy has been getting more and more presumptuous recently. He doesn't even knock on the door at meal time, just takes the spare key and walks in as soon as he says it. He can eat himself up with every meal.He didn't leave when he was full, so he lay down on Si Yu's bed, picking his teeth while asking Si Yu to cut a fruit plate for him.Xiaomao is a dog that follows his master, and doesn't see Si Yu at all, running around and biting Si Yu's room.Just now, Xiao Mao took out a pair of little yellow chicken boxers from the open box.

Si Yu finished cutting the fruit and sent it to the room. He saw a person and a dog squatting on the ground studying the pair of boxers. The crotch of the pants happened to be the sharp beak of the little yellow chicken, and it was bitten by Xiaomao.

Si Yu instantly felt a chill coming from his crotch, as if what was bitten off was not the beak of the chicken but his dick.

He grabbed the boxers and stuffed them into his pocket, angrily said: "What are you doing!"

"That chick looks so strange." Lin Mubai was a little puzzled, tilting his head and asked in doubt, "What kind of monster is it? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Si Yu was ashamed and angry, and felt that Lin Mubai's words were obviously intended to embarrass him, so he blushed and said, "It's a big monster! It's 23 centimeters tall! Its waist is about the size of a Coke bottle!"

Lin Mubai turned pale with shock: "There is such a monster? No! You, you, you, how do you know about monsters! Aren't you a human being?!"

"Your acting skills are too exaggerated," Si Yu snorted, and hurried away, "Let's go!"

Lin Mubai was chased away by Si Yu, and before leaving, he didn't forget to grab the fruit plate on the table.

Si Yu threw the tattered underpants gnawed by Xiao Mao into the trash can, and then looked helplessly at the open suitcase by the wall. It was impossible not to clean it up, otherwise one day, a whole suitcase of clothes would be destroyed. Be gnawed by Xiaomao.

He first emptied out the contents of the backpack. Except for a coat, there was only a mahogany sword and an iron box left.

Si Yu rubbed the mahogany sword with care. This sword was a toy his father made for him. He grew up with him. His father had empty pockets when he died, and left him no inheritance when he died. A sword is barely a thought.

Si Yu held the sword in a daze for a while, then carefully placed the sword under the pillow.

That iron box was rather strange. He found it when he was packing up before moving to Gutang. It was stuffed deep under the bed, and it probably belonged to his father.At that time, he left in a hurry, and before he had time to look at it, he threw the whole box into his bag in a hurry.

Si Yu blew on the dust on the box, and opened the lock. Inside the tin box lay a cowhide-bound notebook, and on the title page were written four powerful characters—Ghost Book.