merit book

"Will he carry it? The artifact leaf lottery needs to be carried by the owner to have the best effect. Perhaps it should be better to write a few more sentences." On the way back to City B, Pea said.

"No need." Rong Yuan said.Even if he didn't write superfluous words, he still knew what Jin Yang would do.

Think about the two people he used as experimental subjects before, the first one is a person with hundreds of merits, he would have been hit by a flower pot that fell from upstairs, but the shoelace broke suddenly, and he bowed his head , the flowerpot fell right in front of him; the second one was an old man with positive merit. He bought a lot of things in the supermarket, so he took the shopping receipt to participate in the lottery held by the supermarket, and then won a prize worth nearly Although the second prize of [-] yuan was not too much, the old man was already so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear.

Rong Yuan didn't know that this was the good luck brought to them by the leaf lottery, but at least it proved that the leaf lottery is harmless to ordinary people, and there will be no after-effects after taking it away, so he handed it over to him with confidence. Jin Yang.As for the two lucky ones, they didn't know anything about the process from the contact to the retrieval of the leaf sign, and they just regarded it as good luck today.

When we got back to the dormitory, the sky was already slightly bright. Rong Yuan looked at the sky outside, hesitated for a while, and called the teacher to ask for leave——for Jin Yang’s matter, he held back and didn’t deal with memory problems for the time being, but he didn’t It means that he doesn't feel urgent about it.Since the day he woke up a few months ago, that lost memory has been weighing heavily on his heart, making him confused, confused and anxious.Sometimes he forces himself to appear calm and calm as if he doesn't care, but in fact he just doesn't want this kind of emotion to affect his judgment and development.But now, he didn't want to wait any longer, it would have been fine a minute earlier, he wanted to know what happened at that time.

From the handbook, Rong Yuan discovered that the past contractors also experienced short-term amnesia after signing the contract, and some people experienced changes such as blindness, deafness, and poor mobility. After exchanging commodities far beyond what one's body can bear, a huge amount of energy was released through the body in an instant. Despite the protection of the "Book of Merit", it still caused damage to a certain part of the contractor's body, causing all kinds of damage. sequelae.Rong Yuan's amnesia is because some of his brain cells have been damaged.Once cured, the memory is also restored.

The best healing item is [Fountain of Life].

Rong Yuan shook the transparent liquid in the glass bottle, and couldn't help frowning—seeing this thing reminded him of the shock and fear he felt at the moment when the man in the suit died.

He suppressed this excess emotion and drank the liquid in the bottle in one gulp.The Fountain of Life does not feel liquid in the mouth, it disappears as if invisible and substanceless, Rong Yuan seems to smell the fragrance of grass and trees, feel the coolness of the breeze wrapped in drizzle, a warm current gushes out like limbs and bones , the whole body is slightly hot, very comfortable feeling of ironing.At the same time, scenes from the past began to flash in my mind...

September [-]

07:00

Woke up on time at seven o'clock, he was lying on the bed, looking at the monotonous and undecorated ceiling above his head, remembering that today was Saturday, he didn't get up immediately.After lying down for another 5 minutes, no more sleepiness, Rong Yuan lifted the quilt and sat up, rubbed some messy hair, made the bed, and went to the bathroom to wash.

07:20

There are steamed buns bought yesterday in the refrigerator, piled up limply on the plate, making people lose their appetite just looking at them.Rong Yuan watched the buns silently for a while, then stuffed them into the microwave oven, and set the time.Then he took out another carton of milk. He originally planned to heat it up, but thinking about the black history that nine out of ten times in the past, he would inevitably spill the pot, so he gave up this plan and directly opened it and poured it into a cup—although it was a bit cold , but his stomach is not weak enough to throw a tantrum over such a trivial matter.

07:35

After eating breakfast and clearing away the dishes, there is nothing to do.So he took out the homework assigned yesterday and started writing one by one.

10:40

It took about three hours to finish all the homework, and a tall stack of notebooks was piled up on the table, which gave people a sense of accomplishment.Look at the time, it's time for lunch.He took his wallet and library card with him, stuffed the books he borrowed last week into his school bag and carried them on his back, went to a restaurant outside the community for lunch, and then took the bus to the library.

There are not many people on the bus, which makes Rong Yuan somewhat satisfied. Most people in City A have a fast-paced life and high pressure. In such a small environment like a bus, people's tempers seem to be magnified. They often quarrel over trivial things like rubbing and stepping on the bus. Giving up your seat, which is a common situation every day, is even more contradictory.When the seats in the car are full, if an old man comes up, everyone seems to be aroused, some pretend to sleep, some look at the scenery outside the window and swear not to look back, some bow their heads and play mobile phones to listen to music. Some looked and waited hesitantly to see if others would give up their seats, and some silently hoped that the old man would not come to them.If no one took the initiative to give up their seats in advance, there would probably be someone who yelled "unlucky" at the place where the old man stopped at the end, and stood up with a dark face.

It has become a universal morality to give up your seat to the elderly on the bus in city a, unless the person sitting there is someone who is old, weak, sick, disabled or pregnant.Of course, there are many people who voluntarily give up their seats out of respect for the elderly and love the young, but there are also some people who are coerced by public opinion, public attention, and moral guilt to give up their seats reluctantly.Under this situation, some elderly people regard giving up their seats as the obligation of others rather than a virtue. They will not only actively ask others to give up their seats, but also sometimes scold, insult and punch.

Rong Yuan doesn't like this kind of moral kidnapping to give up his seat, so if there are not many empty seats in the car, he would rather stand than sit down.At this time there were only a few people in the car, Rong Yuan found a seat in the middle of the back row and sat down, turning his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

After a few stops, the people on the bus went up and down, and there were one or two people in most of the seats.Rong Yuan heard a deliberately lowered voice beside him saying, "Excuse me, I'm a little motion sick, can I sit inside?"

Looking from a distance, there is a young girl standing beside her, wearing military green casual clothes, some loose clothes make her look extra petite, under the fat black hat is a small face the size of a palm, pale but beautiful, Even in clothes that don't fit well and don't look very good, there is still a kind of beauty of shame.

Rong Yuan basically has no feelings for beauty and ugliness, but it's not easy for a girl to refuse such a request.He got up and let her sit inside, and sat on the outer seat himself.

The girl seemed to be very uncomfortable, and she shrank back, covering her stomach with her hands, lowering her head slightly, only the top of her head could be seen.

Rong Yuan began to worry - what if she was motion sick and vomited?Should he sit somewhere else?Or is it better to just stand up now?

He looked at the other vacant seats: either there were brats in the front and back, or the next seat was a big uncle/auntie, or a sick young man who kept sniffing his nose.In such a comparison, sitting next to a clean and young girl is simply VIP-level treatment.

The bus slowly slowed down and stopped at the next stop, and a dozen young people, who seemed to be students from a nearby university, rushed up.After a group of people quickly occupied all the empty seats, there were still a few people standing beside Rong Yuan talking and laughing.

The girl beside her shrank down again, her breathing was a little heavy.Rong Yuan suddenly felt that something was wrong - her reaction was not quite like motion sickness.

The car stopped, and there were only four stops away from the library.When the car door opened again, several men stepped up, tall, muscular, and strong.As soon as I got in the car, I looked around, and after looking at it for a while, I started to walk inside.

Rong Yuan glanced at the newly boarded passengers and then looked away. When his eyes moved out of the window, he suddenly felt something strange in his heart. He turned back again and took a closer look at these men.

The clothes on their bodies are very casual, but their eyes are sharp. When they walk, they take care of each other's positions, as if they are on guard for something.There was no look of ordinary passengers or numbness or exhaustion or anxiety on their faces, but like eagles staring at their prey, never relaxing for a moment.The weather was very hot, but they were all wearing coats, and there were some bulges under the clothes, as if they were carrying something hard.

Rong Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

His sizing eyes met with one of the men, who took a closer look at his face, then turned to continue to observe the other passengers indifferently, as if he was seeing a dead body with indifference.

Rong Yuan made a decisive decision, stood up and walked towards the door, preparing to get off at the next stop.A middle-aged man was leaning against the railing of the car door, and he just glanced at him and ignored him.

Rong Yuan's heart was pounding, his palms were sweating thinly.

Outside the car window, the bus stop sign passed by, and the people waiting on the platform looked at the non-stop bus in amazement and said something loudly.A few passengers in the car who were about to get off immediately shouted: "Master, it's over! We have to get off!"

"Master driver, please stop the car!"

The speed of the vehicle did not decrease but increased. There were many cars blocked at a traffic light intersection ahead. The bus turned around and turned to a road outside the normal route.Passengers in the entire car protested and questioned loudly, but the driver gave no explanation.

Rong Yuan glanced ahead, and there was a man standing beside the driver's seat, with a bit of sarcasm in his expression.In the rearview mirror, the driver was leaning on the steering wheel with a pale face, and his head was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans.

Apparently, he was threatened by the man and the whole bus was hijacked.

——What do these people want to do?Ask for money?Kidnapping hostages to make a deal with the city government?Launch a terrorist attack?

No matter what these people want to do, Rong Yuan does not intend to sit still.When other passengers crowded forward and wanted to argue with the driver, he separated from the crowd and squeezed into the original seat at the back—the reason why he used to choose this seat when he was in the car was because the safety hammer was right next to him.

"boom!"

Just as Rong Yuan took down the hammer, a gunshot sounded, and everyone in the car was petrified.Everyone looked up at the small round hole on the roof, and after a moment of stunned, they realized that it was true, and screamed at the top of their lungs.

The person in the front of the car fired another shot, which made the passengers even more flustered—people in the sugar country live in peace, unlike the well-trained people in countries such as the nut country and banana country, who will immediately conditioned to hug when they hear gunshots Putting their heads down or keeping quiet, they cried and screamed as they desperately tried to run away from the shooter.The shooter had no choice but to wave his hand as a signal, and the other strong men kicked and beat the people around them, and some of them were beaten to the point of bleeding before they finally calmed down.

The gunman said: "We are just looking for someone, we don't want to make an example to others. Please be quiet and cooperate with us, okay? I promise, whether we can find this person or not, we will get out of the car after the matter is over and let everyone continue with the original itinerary." ,How about it?"

He had a gentle attitude, but everyone was about to cry in fright, and nodded in haste.One child really cried out in a low voice. He even touched the child's head and said, "Don't be afraid, a man should not cry casually."

When Rong Yuan heard that they were looking for someone, he immediately looked suspiciously at the girl beside him who had kept her head down and couldn't see her face clearly. A cold hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Don't be fooled! They didn't hide their true colors, which means they won't let anyone in this car go!"

The girl raised her head and whispered with difficulty breathing.Rong Yuan's other hand covering her stomach was already stained with blood.

"You are the person they are looking for." Rong Yuan said in a low voice with certainty.