My monsters are going to heaven

On the chessboard, white pieces fall, and black pieces have no way out.

One mistake, the whole board is lost.

Lu Yiming stared at the defeat on the chessboard in a daze.

He hasn't touched this thing for many years.

Secretly looking at the young man opposite, the other party was calm and breezy, showing no sign of victory.

this person……

It was the young man who invited Li Feiyun and his party to the box last time.

Is he really Chen San?

Lu Yiming has been completely confused by the three Chen Sans.

There is a saying in Taoism, one life is two, two is three, and three is all things.

But, this big living person, can one life be two, two beget three?

In the morning, Chen San "invited" Lu Yiming, but he just talked about the past with Lu Yiming and played a few games of chess.

Lu Yiming never won a single game.

"Yiming, you're still the same," Chen San sipped his tea, and said as if he was regretful or taught a lesson, "You don't care about anything, so you can't do anything well."

This truth made Lu Yiming feel strangely uncomfortable.

But this tone is actually very similar to the old classmates in my memory.

He used to speak in a mature and solemn way, like a little old man.

At this age, this posture seems more stable.

"Brother Jin, all these years... where have you been studying and getting a high school?" Lu Yiming couldn't help opening his mouth full of doubts.

"Tianjin, Shanghai, Northeast China, the United States... have been to all of them." Chen San said indifferently, "It's not high enough to talk about, so I created a small business and lived a decent life."

"Soon" ah...

Lu Yiming glanced at the chicken blood red sandalwood coffee table in front of him. This one alone is estimated to be impossible to buy in the market for thousands of oceans.

"Hey, then you come back this time... your house..."

Chen San smiled: "When we meet again, we won't talk about these sad things."

Is it possible to talk about something happy?

Lu Yiming resisted not saying anything, and could only say: "Someone used your name to bluff in the town before. It seems..." He carefully observed Chen San's expression, "I look pretty similar to you." It's quite similar."

Chen San shrugged his shoulders, "My father has always been flirtatious, maybe he raised an illegitimate child outside the name." After a pause, a few smiles appeared on his face, "Let's not talk about these frustrating things, this time Inviting you here like this was originally intended to joke with you, and you must have been shocked, so I apologize to you first."

joke?

Lu Yiming snorted coldly in his heart: This kind of thing is really a joke!

But there was a warm smile on his face: "Forget it, it's a small matter."

After all, in front of him is a person who can send someone to hold a gun to his neck, so it's not worth it to be angry with him.

Chen San chatted with him for a while about how the two of them used to scour bird's nests and smash antiques together when they were young, and suddenly said with a half-smile: "You seem to be in my family's business, pawning something?"

"Oh, yes, I became a watch." Lu Yiming replied casually, "I originally wanted to redeem it soon, but never..." At this point, he suddenly remembered that Chen San didn't want to mention it, so he stopped quickly, "This is my father's relic, and I still don't plan to sell it after all."

Chen San nodded, "When I go back to pick up the things at home, I will count them and return them to you." After a pause, he smiled, "But there are too many things, and I don't know what your watch looks like. Why don't you draw it."

Lu Yiming readily agreed, took the copper pen and white paper handed over by Chen San, outlined the outline of the gold watch, and was about to draw the patterns on it from memory, when he suddenly remembered something——

Wen Yuan clearly said that his gold watch could not be found in the store.

Moreover, as soon as something happened to the pawnbroker, the account books and the pawnbroker's list disappeared without a trace.

It didn't take long for Wen Yuan to go to the scene to count the items, and he also made the list of items.

Then, how did Chen San, who had been away from home for a long time, know that he had been a pawn in the industry?

Lu Yiming secretly took a deep breath, did not continue to draw, but frowned and said in embarrassment: "Oh, it probably looks like this."

Chen San smiled, took the paper to his hand and looked at it, "I heard that your ancestor came from Jinling Town during the Guangxu period?"

Lu Yiming was even more shocked, because he also only vaguely knew that his ancestors were originally from other places, and he didn't know when he came to Jinling.

His family never told him about such things, so how could he tell outsiders?

He could only answer vaguely.

"I saw Ah Ting last time." Chen San didn't ask further, but changed the subject abruptly.

Atin.

Hearing these two words, Lu Yiming's heart still couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then he felt a dull pain like being pierced by a poisoned steel needle.

Chen San didn't seem to notice his gloomy face, and said to himself: "She married that nerd surnamed Chu! I thought you were going to marry her."

On the row upon row of roofs, there is a shadow lying in the shadow.

Kim Poro lay on the roof with his hands on his head, watching Lu Yiming and a strange man come out of the back room with a blank expression.

The thrush said that Lu Yiming had been kidnapped and brought here, and spoke in a hurry.

I was so noisy that I came to take a look.

As a result... Isn't this all right?

Feeling that he had been fooled, Kim Poro couldn't help but frown slightly.

Is that thrush tired of living?

Lu Yiming got into the car and closed the door.

The car started and quickly disappeared from sight.

Nothing happened.

Not even the slightest bit of skin trauma.

Jin Juluo was inexplicably disappointed.

She lazily got up and was about to leave, but found that the strange man was looking up at her.

Heart skipped a beat.

I have used a blinding method, although my mana is restricted, and this layer of blinding method is superficial, but logically... mortals can't see themselves.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw a sparrow standing on the roof in a daze.

It should be superfluous.

Thinking of this, Kimporo slammed on the tiles, swept up, and rose and fell on the roof a few times, and soon disappeared in the direction the car was leaving.

Little did he know that the pair of eyes behind him kept staring at his back until he could no longer see him.

The man raised his eyebrows, and his bright eyes flashed with amusement:

"Heh, it looks delicious."

The author has something to say: Bow, I was so busy this week that I was almost paralyzed. I worked overtime every night, and I never took time to write. Wipe away my tears~