Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

Nalande shrugged and exited the crowd boredly.Now this kid has no virtue.I kindly reminded you because you like me, dog bites Lu Dongbin.

"Hey, I heard that Narendra's death was not an accident, but someone's deliberate murder. That's right, how can a good thunder be blown up?" There are still discussions over there.

Conspiracy theory, Nalande didn't care much.People should dare to face their own ungreat life and death.

"Feng Xiao?" He called again tentatively, but no one answered.

The lights came on and the crowd dispersed.Everything was as usual, as if Feng Xiao's appearance was really just a magical movie and the curtain had come to an end.

But the two large-size high-heeled shoes were still lying there staggeringly.

Nalande felt strange, everything was so strange.

When I raised my hand, it was pitch black.Pushing away the sunglasses and looking, it was red and sticky.

……

(Seven)

Nalande returned to No. [-], Jiefang Road alone.

Fortunately, he picked up a subway ticket as soon as he came out of the mall, probably bought by a foreigner as a souvenir, and he took Line [-] for an hour and arrived at the door of his grandfather's house.

It's evening, the sun is setting.Grandpa's house is a small three-story building, located at the end of a quiet alley.But as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he heard a loud bang, and the sky not far away was covered with dust.

With an ominous premonition, Nalande rushed in hastily.I saw that most of the red wall on one side of the alley had been demolished, and the bricks were crumbling.The two five-story old-fashioned buildings in the middle of the alley have been demolished until only their skeletons remain, which is eerie.Banners surrounded the ruins, with the words "Happy Bay Construction" and "Do not enter the construction site" written in big characters.

Bulldozers and excavators ruthlessly crushed the buildings that were so familiar in the past, and Naland's little boy Li Zhuangsheng who lived in the second building did not know where he moved.

"Hey, boy, don't go in, no one is allowed to enter the construction site!" The foreman shouted.

Nalande is ignorant.Going forward, the small foreign-style building with white walls and red roofs in my grandfather's house has been nailed to a huge "sales center" with four neon headlights, and an ugly "folding" is circled with a red brush on the snow-white outer wall. ", and a bloody fork was covered on the word "Zhe", probably expressing remorse.

Nalande was so distressed that he wanted to curse, but he saw people coming in and out of the gate over there frequently.Several luxury cars were parked at the gate, and the waiters, all in white uniforms, politely opened and closed the doors for the distinguished guests in high-end clothes, bowing their knees with a certain temperament.

At the beginning, he had to mortgage the small building of his grandfather's house in order to pay off his gambling debts for his father who was not up to date.Originally, I thought that I would work harder and save enough money to redeem it within three years.Unexpectedly, within three years, I lost my money and lost my life.Now the house has fallen into the hands of real estate agents and is in danger of being demolished at any time.

His grandma's.This is a cultural relic!Approved to dismantle.What does the country eat!

Nalande hid behind the mound, silently reminding himself that now is not the time to be impulsive.After all, I came back from a fake corpse, so I shouldn't appear in front of people before I'm ready.What's more, to save the house, relying on him to curse is not enough.

Fortunately, the construction site was only in the initial stage of construction, and not many people came to see the real estate. When it got dark, the sales center finally locked the door and got off work.During this period, Nalande has been fighting wits and courage with a little white stray dog. While fighting wits and courage, he must ensure that he does not leave the protection range of the mound.

This dog has followed him all the way since he got off the subway, and from time to time he would give a vicious "bark" twice, and he didn't know whether he liked him or hated him.This is hard for Nalande. He was afraid of dogs since he was a child.All the pet dogs and stray dogs within a radius of ten miles that had been cursed were all dead.It didn't seem to work. When I crossed the road the next day, I saw a squashed dead mouse.

While hiding from the dog behind the mound, Nalande stepped on a rusty iron nail with his right foot.While rolling all over the floor in pain, the dog took the initiative to bite his butt.

It's over, it's over, innocence is ruined, and this life is over.Because he heard that the incidence of rabies is [-]%, so as long as he knew who had been bitten by a dog before, he would decisively break up with anyone, and despise him with both voice and emotion—who told you to love and raise a dog to tease the dog? IQ stinky animals shouldn't be introduced into the city, except for biting people, they defecate everywhere, which is indecent; but then again, if you don't tease it, will it be bitten?deserve it!Well now, join them yourself.In the future, I will also be obsessed with stinking cleanliness. Anyway, the rabies virus is already dormant, so let's do whatever we want.

Nalande limped to a dental clinic outside the alley with his hips in his arms, leaning against the wall, and wanted to report the name of Li Zhuangsheng and get a tetanus shot and rabies vaccine on credit with Uncle Wang of the clinic.Uncle Wang can't remember people and is highly face-blind, but he is very enthusiastic. As long as you say to him, "Uncle, I belong to so-and-so in the alley", you can get any needles in the clinic, and you can get free credit.Unexpectedly, Uncle Wang is no longer here, and his grandson inherited the store. The grandson is a rigorous and conscientious person, and he will never play favoritism. He said that he neither recognizes the old Li's house in the second building, nor the old Shen's house at the end of the alley. Little Qiqi doesn't give credit.And if you want to get these two kinds of injections, you have to pay an additional [-] professional non-corresponding service fees.

Nalande was so angry that he wanted to take off his sunglasses and headscarf to play big.In the end I held back.

When I went out and looked at the bustling street scene, I felt desolate with no relatives.I don't know if there is a rabies vaccination policy in the distant Provincial People's Hospital for free rescue of homeless people. After all, this is the first time he has been bitten by a dog.

The more difficult question is how to get to the Provincial People's Hospital.He has no money to take a taxi and no shoes.

Nalande is a person who pays attention to reputation.After showing up, I didn't go to "shun" shoes again. It would be bad if it was photographed, it's too disgraceful.Feng Xiao disappeared, so he had to walk barefoot.And silently issued IOUs to all the stores he "borrowed" clothes from.The pair of white and tender feet under the high-end clothes were too eye-catching, so he had to slump the waist of his trousers to his crotch, pretending that the trousers were long enough to cover his shoes.

A penny beats a hero, sure enough.

There were plastic slippers just brushed by the clinic owner at the door, Nalande glanced at them, but didn't wear them.

Just as he was about to leave, the boss chased him out, saying that he had found the roster left by his grandfather, and that there were indeed old Li's house in the second building and old Shen's house in the small building at the end of the alley in the neighborhood with enough credit.But are you Asheng from the old Li family or Qiqi from the old Shen family?

Nalande hesitated for a moment, and said decisively: "Ah Sheng."

"Oh, Ah Sheng's credit score is within 500 yuan, and the money will be paid back within three days."

"Yes." Nalande hopped into the door with one leg, sat on the stool and asked again, "What is Qiqi's reputation?"

The boss flipped through the brochure: "Because Mr. Shen and Mr. Nalan are very good characters, there is no upper limit on the credit limit, and the repayment period is permanent. Unfortunately, Mr. Shen, Mr. Nalan and their grandson Xiao Qiqi have passed away. So it will be postponed to the next life. It is estimated that my grandpa will give them a discount now."

Nalande nodded with satisfaction: "Come on, I'm Asheng. Do you want to take off your pants?"

"Take it off." The boss skillfully knocked on the medicine bottle, took the medicine with a syringe, and patted Nalande's white ass while pushing the air, "Relax, relax, you are too tight like this, I can't get in—"

After speaking, the two were silent at the same time.

"Relax, relax, your muscles are too tight like this, I can't get the needle in." The boss repeated it calmly, as if no one had said or heard it just now.Nalande finally saw that the faces of both of them in the mirror were a little red.

"Pa——" a slap, and a burning pain came from his buttocks.The boss became angry with embarrassment: "I told you to relax, you are fucking tighter and tighter, what should I do if the inside is broken?!"

Nalande pulled up his trousers and stood up and left: "Damn it, I won't hit you anymore! What kind of service attitude!"

"Get down!" The boss pushed him back on the bed with an elbow, pressed his legs with his knees, and pointed his right hand at the gluteus maximus without hesitation: "There is no turning back when you open the bow. waste."

"Ahh, help, help, let me go... Ah—" After a scream, Nalande softened.The boss pulled out the needle and left to prepare the next medicine.When he turned back, he saw Narendra shrugging his shoulders silently, with streams of sweat streaming down his forehead and hands, and two lines of tears streaming out from under his sunglasses.

"Why, why is there still..."

The boss was taken aback, and patted his buttocks gently: "How grown up are you still afraid of injections? Don't be afraid, it's like a mosquito bite..." He gently pinched the fat and tender flesh with his nails, like coaxing a child In the same tone, "Look, look, that's how mosquito bites feel, it doesn't hurt at all, right, that's it, just feel it..."

"..." Nalande said, "Damn it, I want to fight fast! I'm not a three-year-old kid."

"Aren't three-year-olds still crying after getting injections?" The boss sneered and got up, threw away the needles, and went to the sink to wash his hands, "Get up, the injections are over."

"...The beating is over?" Nalande rubbed his butt cautiously, "Oh—it's hard! It's gone! You didn't fucking break the needle in my flesh, did you?"

"Who made you move too much? Are you swollen? You deserve it." The boss brought a medicine tray, which contained tweezers, gauze, iodine and other items, sat on the edge of the bed, and naturally lifted Nalande's feet to rest on On his own leg, he began to clean the wound, "Does it hurt?"

"Hiss... I can bear it."

"Aren't you afraid of pain but needles?" The boss raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Hehe, interesting. What are you doing wearing sunglasses? Are you also dizzy?"

"No." Nalande thought for a while, "Dizzy."

The boss let out a "puchi" laugh.

After the dressing was done, the boss helped him up, and seeing his bare feet, he couldn't help but say, "How did you get into this? Someone robbed you on the road? Forget it, I'm sorry, I'll wear the slippers at the door for you." "

"You don't have to thank me." I was afraid that you might have athlete's foot, Narende cursed.But it's not a problem to be naked like this. What if the wound is infected?So he took off his coat, "Well, boss, do you have any new shoes? I'll exchange my clothes with you. The clothes are genuine, thirty-eight thousand ones."

"The deal is done, you wait—"

The boss went back to the house for a long time, rummaged through the boxes and found some shoe boxes, squatted down and showed them one by one: "Look, these Martin boots are my new shoes for Chinese New Year this year. I don't want them anymore. I reluctantly give them to you. These are My girlfriend bought me a birthday present, and this pair, the layered bottoms my great-grandmother gave me...you choose a pair yourself."

"Are you sure you haven't worn it?"

"Of course, can I cheat you of money?"

"The mud on the sole of the shoe..."

"Ah, the ashes in the shoe cabinet, the ashes." The boss picked up his sleeves and wiped the soles of his shoes, and handed them over, "Don't be disgusted, they are all men. Since you are so rich, you don't need the money for the medicine just now, let's make friends .”

Nalande chose the pair of thousand-ply soles and put them on, because he expected that no one would wear such soiled shoes, so they were clean.When I put on the shoes, I saw that the dried blood on the palm of my hand had turned dark black, with a faint fluorescence like fish scales. "Have you ever seen a man named Feng Xiao?"

"No."

"He is very tall, about 1.9 meters five..."

"never seen it."

"If he comes, please treat him for free and charge it to my account. And tell him, I'll wait for him in the sales center in the alley."

The boss opened the door for him enthusiastically: "Walk slowly and come again. If you have business, remember to introduce it to your brother. I have all kinds of first aid medicine here. If you want to buy some ethnic clothes and shoes, I can also ask my grandma to order it privately." A Sheng from the old Li family, remember, my surname is Wang, Wang xx..."

The king didn't hear clearly, and Nalande had already gone far.

"Come, come, come out, it's your turn. If you don't stop bleeding, you should die, and I can't give you blood from a mortal." The boss turned and said to the air.

Blood was dripping all over the ground, extending from the inside.

……

Back at the entrance of the small building, the lights in the room have gradually dimmed.A black extended Lincoln was parked outside the door, and more than a dozen bodyguards in black were standing by.A moment later, the hinged door opened, surrounded by two bodyguards, a man in a snow-white windbreaker swaggered out the door, shook hands with the nodding sales manager, and stepped into the car door.

"Manager Cao, remember, if there are house demolition households coming to make a fuss, call Director Shen of the police station and find an excuse to lock them in. They are not allowed to be released before the building is opened, so as to save them from making trouble again," the man said. While taking off his sunglasses, he said, "It's kind of a small townsman to give them money, but they still want to live in our Happy Bay. They are greedy. They can't earn enough money for a toilet in two lifetimes."

It was Lin Ansen.And it was completely different from the sunny him he saw in the mall before, with the indifference and shrewdness of a businessman.

Nalande hid in the dark and waited until the car drove away, and the bodyguards had all returned home from get off work before walking over. He took out the spare key wrapped in waterproof paper from under the pebbles at the bottom of the pond that was knee-deep, and only realized when he walked to the gate. To the fucking door was changed.

Cursing secretly, I walked around the stone path to the back door. The small semi-subterranean iron door of the storage room was hidden under the green creeper. Ordinary people would not be able to see the clue unless they looked closely, so they survived and were not replaced.The spare key clicked into the lock.

The storage room was pitch black.

Nalande walked in in the dark, walked through the gaps between rows of cabinets by memory, and turned on the dim electric light.

Under the illumination of a circle of lights, all the boxes and cabinets are still the same, but covered with a thick layer of dust.Nalande felt relieved, probably this secret cabinet has not been discovered yet.

There was an old brass record player by the door, and a pile of vinyl records scattered on the floor.There is a photo frame hanging on the wall, inside the photo frame is an old yellowed black and white photo, there are two people on it, a tall young man in the uniform of a civil servant, pulling an actor with half of his face removed into the room picture frame.The actor couldn't see his original appearance, but he could see that he was magnificent.

The two looked at each other inadvertently, just like this was frozen by the camera into an eternal picture.

Those were Nalan Dexing's great grandfather Shen Zhounan and his young grandfather Nalan Chuke.Narendra had never seen this photo before, but he recognized it at a glance.Because those two are extremely good-looking men.He also saw the life experience of the two grandfathers in an old filmmaker's memoir not long ago, and he was shocked.

For more than ten years, I never imagined that my mother is actually a descendant of a famous family.The two grandfathers were both well-known figures in the Chinese film industry in the last century.

Fortunately, he was still working hard in the entertainment industry for several years with no one to rely on.If I knew it earlier, I should have asked my grandfather to give it to someone to give me a compliment.

However, what is in front of you can only be said in front of you.

There was movement at the feet, and it rushed past.Nalande came back to his senses in fright. He saw a Ming Dynasty calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall crumbling.

Just as he was thinking, there was a whimpering sound from the bottom of the cabinet.

Nalande opened the iron door leading to the living room in a cold sweat, and ran desperately. After running two steps, he came back to lock the door, only to hear a "squeak" sound from the other side of the door, as if something was scratching the door with its claws.

Nalande ran out in shock, but tripped over various unknown objects along the way.I couldn't find a place to turn on the lights, so I finally ran to the glass door of the hall, only to find that the door was locked from the outside.

It's really blocked back and forth, making every day unresponsible and the ground ineffective.

There was also the sound of scratching the door from the direction of the warehouse, echoing hollowly.Seeing the furnishings in the hall by the moonlight, it was no longer what I remembered.There is no old furniture left, and there is a model real estate in the empty center, with many tall buildings inside.

Nalande was heartbroken.This is the home he lived in for 20 years, and it turned out like this.

The scratching at the door finally stopped.

After 3 minutes, "Dong Dong Dong" someone knocked on the door.

Nalande turned around and saw that there was no one outside the glass door.Immediately broke out in a cold sweat.Is it possible that the family has become a haunted house?

"Dong dong dong—" There was another knock on the door.

Nalande picked up an emergency umbrella nearby, and asked loudly: "Where is the sacred place?! I am also a ghost, why don't you come out and get to know each other?"

"it's me."