My monsters are going to heaven

Chen Jinzhi, the third son of the Chen family, is back.

Hearing this news, Lu Yiming was a little surprised.

This Chen Jinzhi is his classmate in school, and the relationship between the two is not very good.The reason was that there was no enmity, the two were only twelve or thirteen years old at the time, Lu Yiming thought Chen Jinzhi was too old-fashioned, and Chen Jin thought Lu Yiming was a fool and couldn't get along.

In my memory, Chen Jinzhi always dresses well, speaks and acts well, like a little old man.

Later, Chen Jinzhi was sent to the provincial capital to study by his father, and Lu Yiming never saw him again.

Hearing that Chen Jinzhi let go that day, asking everyone who pawned things in Chen Ji to go to the pawnshop to register, and it was still too late, Lu Yiming suddenly remembered that he had pawned his father's gold chain watch last year just to gamble.

Now I have saved some spare money, and with the money I won from Zhao Lao Er, I can go to Chen Ji to redeem my father's belongings.

Chen Ji Pawn Shop, which has not opened since the Miemen massacre, is crowded with people.

A lot of people were afraid that the things would never be redeemed, so they flocked to the store and waited in line for registration with pawn tickets.

Chen Jinzhi hired a bookkeeper to be responsible for the registration, while he sat with his legs crossed and drank tea leisurely.

Seeing him from a distance, Lu Yiming couldn't help being startled. This young man in a well-dressed suit and greasy hair is really the same person as the little old man in his memory?

After registering, Lu Yiming couldn't help but stepped forward and said hello: "Brother Jin, these years seem to be living well."

Chen Jinzhi gave him a squinting look, and smiled politely, "I am away from home for many years, and I don't even recognize my hometown. Forgive me. Dare to ask your Excellency...?"

Lu Yiming clicked his tongue in his heart, but his face was still full of smiles, "No problem, no problem, if I hadn't come here today, I wouldn't have recognized brother Jin. Back then you were never polite when you saw me, Lu Yiming, but now you call your Excellency, I It’s also flattering.”

"Oh. It's Brother Yiming!" Although Chen Jinzhi was still smiling, he deserved to be extremely perfunctory, "Come and drink tea when you have time."

Lu Yiming was not interested in chatting too much, so he said goodbye and left.

Before going out for a few steps, Lu Yiming met Laodao Mo who happened to be passing by on a donkey.

"Ho ho ho, Young Master Lu," Mo Laodao held a wine gourd in his hand this time, "We have a great fate."

Because of the 'gambling ghost' incident last time, Lu Yiming felt a little fond of the old man: "Where is the Taoist going?"

"I'm going to the mountain to grab some good things this time," Mo Laodao pointed to the gourd, and smiled mysteriously, "Would you like to go and see, Young Master Lu?"

Lu Yiming was inexplicably interested, "Okay." The last time I saw the old man catching monsters, it was also an eye-opener.

Mo Laodao patted the ass of the donkey, "There is still a place here, come here."

Lu Yiming looked at the donkey's small body: "This..."

"It's okay, it's very powerful."

Lu Yiming hesitated for a while, and tried to sit on it.

Before the buttocks could sit still, the donkey was already galloping.

Everyone saw that the donkey sped up smoke, carried two people, and ran away without a trace.

Lu Yiming's journey seemed to be flying through the clouds and fog, and he couldn't even see the flowers and plants on the roadside clearly, so he was secretly amazed.

Where can I buy this donkey?

After a long time, the donkey slowly stopped in front of a cave on the mountainside.

Mo Laodao pointed to the entrance of the cave, "It's here."

Lu Yiming thought to himself, is it possible that the old man wants to catch monsters here?

Leng Buding old man uncorked the wine gourd and put it in front of his nose, "Smell it, what does it smell like?"

Lu Yiming sniffed, "Wine?"

Old Taoist Mo smiled, "No. Guess again."

"Potion?"

"No, no, no."

"what is that?"

The old man smiled deeper: "Are you a little dizzy?"

"Hey, there is... a little..." Before Lu Yiming finished speaking, his head sank, he lost consciousness, and fell down.

"I didn't expect it to be so easy to fool," Mo Laodao hurriedly grabbed the man with one hand, and beckoned the donkey to go into the cave, "hehehe, it's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Let's try this good skin today. Maybe we can succeed... "

Wen Yuan wandered around Jinling Town on a bicycle.

My heart is gloomy.Originally, there was no clue about the case, but now another Chen Jinzhi came to urge the order.

30 days, whether it is long or not, or whether it is short or not.Who can guarantee that it will be broken?

Something swayed in front of my eyes, bringing up a gust of wind.

It seems... a donkey?

There were two people sitting on the donkey.

The man in the back seemed familiar.

Lu Yiming?

Wen Yuan felt that something was wrong, so he secretly followed behind on a bicycle.

As a result, he lost people as soon as he left the town.

Fortunately, the ground outside the town is wet and soft, and two rows of hoof prints can be vaguely seen going from the small road to Mount Wutou.

Wen Yuan simply locked the car on a crooked tree and walked up following the hoof marks.

After walking for a long time, we found a cave on the mountainside.I tiptoed inside and saw an astonishing scene——

I saw more than a dozen candlesticks hanging on the wall of the cave, and the flames flickered.A gossip formation was formed with golden powder on the ground. On one side of the formation was a lying down person, who was obviously Lu Yiming; on the other side stood a little donkey.The old Taoist waved a long sword in front of the formation, muttering words in his hand, and suddenly raised his sword and stabbed at Lu Yiming who was on the ground.

Is this to kill? !

"What are you doing!" Wen Yuan roared and rushed over.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, just as Wen Yuan stepped into the formation, a thunderous explosion|explosion|explosion sounded in the cave.

Immediately, the ground cracked and the mountain shook, all the candles were extinguished, the cave was dark, and Wen Yuan was also knocked unconscious.

The sky was clear and deserted.There were several muffled thunders in the air above Jinling Town.

The passers-by in the market paused for a moment, then looked up and saw that the sky did not mean it was going to rain, so they looked at each other and walked away with a smile.

After an unknown amount of time, someone woke up from a cough.

He opened his eyes, felt extremely itchy on his face, wiped his face, his hands were covered with dust, sat up, his head was dizzy, and it took him a while to remember where he was.

By the way, this is the cave on Niutoushan outside the town.

A surge of anger rose in my heart: that old man!You actually set me up!

What about others?

Looking around, I saw a hole above the cave was blasted at some point, the sun shone in, and the rocks in the cave were scattered, making a mess.

Standing up unsteadily, he suddenly found a person lying a few steps away.

Going forward, just about to give a kick, but found that this person is not the old man, but a young man.

I wiped away the dirt on the face with my sleeve and saw that it was indeed a young man.The eyebrows are like freehand light ink, and the nose is like a painting of distant mountains, which is handsome.It's just that the eyes are closed tightly, and the streamer is missing.

He looked at this face and was stunned: This person...why is he born exactly like me? !

Looking down, no, the clothes are the same.Isn't this the coat he wears when he goes out?

This person who looks exactly like himself and wears the same clothes is lying motionless on the ground at this moment, in a strange posture, as if dead and lifeless.

He was so frightened that his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground: Could it be that I'm dead?Out of body?

Shaking his fingers, he probed the man's nose, no, he was breathing.He probed his own body again, and he could exhale hot air.

Not dead.Immediately let out a sigh of relief.

What happened to this man on the ground?Could it be... What kind of spell did the old man cast to turn people into two?

Feeling something was wrong, I stretched out my hand and looked.These hands have distinct joints, no crescents on the nails, and a thin callus between the index finger and middle finger of the right hand.There is a scar on the left wrist.

It was obviously not his hand.

Lowering his head, he was wearing a beige shirt and a plaid waistcoat, which... was not his.

Thinking of something, he hurriedly peeled off the man's robe on the ground, took out a pocket watch from the inside pocket as he wished, opened the pocket watch, and saw his own face through the smooth copper surface on the inside of the watch cover.

There was a scream in an instant.