Summoning Infinite Movie

"Come and pull the cart with me!"

Some villagers walked towards the place where the motorcycle was stuck, and greeted them as they walked.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly covered his eyes and backed away, and exclaimed, "Ah!"

what happened again?

The other villagers were startled by the head before, and hesitated to go forward.

Wei Yixin pushed aside the crowd and stepped forward to check: "Let me see."

A stream of blood overflowed from the villager's hands covering his eyes. Wei Yixin gently opened his hands, only to see that his left eyelid was cut, and the other eyelid was also scratched and swollen.

Wei Yixin shined a flashlight on his eyes and concluded: "The eyes are not scratched, it doesn't matter, just apply some medicine and it will be fine."

The villagers were still yelling "Ouch".

Tan Siwen also went forward to check it: "Scratches don't matter at all, they can be cured."

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then panicked again: "Don't come over here, I've bumped into something fucking!"

He covered his left eye with his left hand, and groped with his right hand in the dark air.

Jiang Jibei stood in the crowd and watched quietly.

The villagers fumbled for a while and made a gesture of grabbing something.

Tan Siwen stood close, frowning at this moment.

"Fuck! Which lunatic pulled a steel wire between two trees?!" The villager was furious as he untied the wire, "I almost went blind!"

Looking at the reflective head with neat edges on the ground, Jiang Jibei understood everything in an instant.

Presumably Wei Ming rode his motorcycle home, but because he couldn't see the steel wire, his head was cut off by the steel wire.

After a long while, Wei Ye spoke: "Who is drying things here and pulling steel wires? Let's take Wei Ming to the village head's house first. Wei Yixin, go and do something for him so that he can go away with peace of mind..."

Wei Ming had no relatives and no reason, and he was not welcomed by the villagers. When he died, the villagers pushed him to the village head.

At this moment, they were all thinking about how to quickly dispose of the corpse, as if they were disposing of a humanoid garbage.

Also didn't care that it was a dead man's first scene.

"Aren't you going to call the police?" Jiang Jibei interjected.

"Oh, call the police, call the police..." Wei Ye murmured.

On hearing of the dead, the police came quickly.

After maintaining order at the scene and collecting physical evidence, the police began to ask who pulled the steel wire.

The villagers present shook their heads one after another: "It's not us, we are all guarding the spirit at Wei Ye's house, everyone can testify!"

"Oh, I remembered, those five outsiders have all been out of the coffin!" A villager pointed to Jiang Jibei, then pointed to Zhang Sansi, Qin Siwen and their assistants and shouted.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on them.

Jiang Jibei said without blushing, "I just went out to have some fun, and Wei Yixin also met me, and he can testify."

He didn't mention the matter of being harassed by Wei Ming at all, and Wei Yixin also nodded repeatedly.

Seeing someone testify for him, everyone's eyes turned to Tan Siwen, Zhang Sansi and the other four.

"Ah, ah, ah." Zhang Sansi suddenly felt his back, and turned to Tan Siwen, "What's wrong?"

Before Qin Siwen could speak, the police officer opened his mouth: "This fellow, please cooperate with the investigation."

Ding Hui's voice came from behind the crowd: "Gentle..."

She looked petrified.

Tan Siwen wanted to ask a few words, but before he could speak, the four of them were invited by the police officer for questioning.

When the few people walked away, Zhang Sansi's loud voice came from afar, saying for Tan Siwen: "It's okay, just wait with them first, it's okay!"

Seeing Tan Siwen being taken away, Jiang Jibei took the opportunity to walk to Ding Hui's side, smiling very gently: "It's okay, we're here."

Chi Xian stood aside, as peaceful as other assistants, but glanced at Jiang Jibei a few more times.

Jiang Jibei looked at Chi Xian calmly: "Follow them to have a look."

"En." Chi Xian glanced at Ding Hui again, and followed him reluctantly.

Everyone went back to the coffin and sat down.

The sky was already slightly bright, and the eaves of the mountains swept away the darkness before, showing a quiet dark blue.

After tossing all night, people showed obvious numbness. They squatted on their small benches, waiting blankly for the dawn.

"Qin Siwen is very kind to you." Jiang Jibei poured a cup of hot water, dissolved it with a spoonful of sugar, and handed it to Ding Hui, "His first reaction was to push you out of the crowd."

"Yes, even though it's the third movie, I'm still a little scared." Ding Hui took the hot water and blew into the water cup.

The hot air was on Ding Hui's face, making the corners of her eyes slightly red.

"Don't be afraid, he is a person worthy of entrustment." Jiang Jibei handed over the tissue with a kind heart.

If you want to quickly gain the favor of a stranger, you must first find a common topic.

Complimenting each other's partner is a very good choice. It can not only please the other party, but also potentially affirm the other party's aesthetics and vision.

Sure enough, Ding Hui liked Jiang Jibei's move very much.

She quickly entered the chat mode: "Chen Ji, you must have many suitors, right? You don't look like someone with a free window."

This is the first impression many people have of Jiang Jibei.

"I haven't been in a relationship for a long time." Jiang Jibei smiled, "I have forgotten what it feels like."

"No way?" Ding Hui showed a surprised expression, "How long? Two months?"

Jiang Jibei did not answer immediately.

He took out the cigarette case from his arms, and asked in a gracious manner, "Mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

"I don't mind, you can smoke." Ding Hui sensed that Jiang Jibei seemed to be opening up to her.

Human beings have always maintained a high degree of enthusiasm for other people's gossip.

It was windy in the morning.

Jiang Jibei took a cigarette in his mouth, lowered his head slightly, covered his side with one hand to block the wind, and lit the lighter Chi Xian gave him with the other hand.

He took a puff of the cigarette and waited for the white smoke to dissipate with the wind before answering, "Seven years."

Chi Xian died for seven years, and he lived alone for seven years.

"Seven years?! So long..." Ding Hui covered her mouth in surprise, "What about before? Have you talked about it before?"

"I talked to one, boy. He is two years younger than me, so we are childhood sweethearts." Jiang Jibei said.

After all, Chi Xian was only 13 years old when Jiang Jibei brought him back from Cambodia.

Jiang Jibei raised him for five full years. They spent a long period of adolescence together and never separated.

"Wow, it's actually the next year!" Ding Hui was excited, "Tell me about it!"

Jiang Jibei held a cigarette in one hand, raised his eyes, and looked at the endless blue-green mountains in the distance: "I only regarded him as my younger brother at first."

At the very beginning, Jiang Jibei really only regarded Chi Xian as his younger brother, they were the sponsor and the sponsored person.

At a young age, he was able to survive in the chaotic and turbulent Golden Triangle by himself. Apart from his IQ far higher than that of ordinary people, Chi Xian also has a bloody spirit like a hungry wolf.

It is precisely because of this admiration that Jiang Jibei chose to support Chi Xian and provide him with top social resources.

Because they were similar in age and could chat easily, Jiang Jibei took him by his side to eat and live together.

At first, Chi Xian, who had just returned to China, behaved obediently and quietly.

He was always smiling, and followed Jiang Jibei all day long, calling "brother" before "brother" and back.

"How did you go to Cambodia and bring back a follower?"

Seeing that Jiang Jibei had a follower behind him, Nie Ming was speechless.

Jiang Jibei answered casually: "Well-behaved and smart kids, who doesn't like them."

Chi Xian, who was sitting beside him, was smiling and obedient: "Brother is my savior, from now on I will only listen to what my brother says."

Chi Xian is only two years younger than Jiang Jibei, and Jiang Jibei arranged for him to go to the school he had attended.

Chi Xian hadn't been to school for a few days, Jiang Jibei hired a tutor for him, and asked someone to put him in a private elite middle school for the first year of junior high.

A year later, Chi Xian skipped directly to the first year of high school and entered the senior high school.

Chi Xian is almost repeating Jiang Jibei's growth trajectory - he went to the elite high school Jiang Jibei attended, ran on the rubber track that Jiang Jibei passed by, sat in the same teaching building, the same classroom, and had the same teacher ...

Jiang Jibei brought Chi Xian into his circle of friends, allowing him to see a wider world.

Chi Xian has a high EQ and good grades, and he has Jiang Jibei's family as his backer, so he soon became popular, and Jiang Jibei's friends all like him.

Everyone regarded him as Jiang Jibei's younger brother, and never mentioned the so-called "subsidy relationship" in front of them.

Jiang Jibei also gradually got used to having this obedient child by his side.

Who knows from which day, Chi Xian suddenly grew.

The boy who was two years younger than Jiang Jibei became taller, shoulders wider than Jiang Jibei, and his voice became deeper than before.

When he called "Brother", there was always a little more ambiguity.

The most obvious change was Chi Xian's eyes when he looked at Jiang Jibei.

His eyes were originally a rare azure blue, like seagulls flying across the ocean when migrating. When such a pair of eyes stared at Jiang Jibei, even others felt their hearts beat faster when they saw it.

Nie Ming was the first to notice something was wrong, and Chi Xian's eyes made him feel uneasy.

"He used to be well-behaved and sensible in front of you, so I couldn't say anything. But now he looks at you like a wolf staring at meat." Nie Ming privately said to Jiang Jibei, "Be careful, don't be caught by a wolf cub. Take it back and eat."

Jiang Jibei was still so careless, and when he heard Nie Ming's words, he just raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Even if Ah Xian is a wolf cub, I raised him with my own hands."

He wants to see how the little wolf cub can eat him.

"If you don't believe me when I tell you, don't regret it someday." Nie Ming was speechless.

Jiang Jibei was too protective of the calf, and he couldn't tolerate others saying something bad about Chi Xian.

Unexpectedly, Nie Ming really hit the nail on the head.

In the first month of high school, Chi Xian did something that caused a sensation in the school.

Chi Xian was originally younger than the students in the same grade, and he seemed to be a good boy with good character and learning.

The atmosphere of comparison in private schools is very strong. Students compare each other's family background, industry, and various smart mechanical products. Naturally, there are also students who don't like other students.

As soon as Chi Xian entered high school, he became the target of some senior students.

A homeless child from a slum who came back from Cambodia climbed onto the thigh of the Jiang family, a film family, and achieved a leap in class. It can be said that he was completely reborn.

The senior boys didn't like him, so they often came to Chi Xian's classroom to make trouble for him.

They said that Chi Xian was just a child picked up by the Jiang family, and he must have had no good intentions for stealing the Jiang family's resources. He would definitely rob the Jiang family's resources in the future, trying to be equal to Jiang Ji Beiping.

Facing their ridicule and slander, Chi Xian just smiled indifferently at first.

He didn't care about it, he didn't refute it, and he never caused trouble for Jiang Jibei.

Seeing that Chi Xian didn't respond, those people became even more presumptuous.

"Jiang Jibei is Jiang Jibei, and you are you." The leader pushed Chi Xian's head and said with a sneer, "Your surname is Chi, even if you change your name to Jiang Xian, you will never be The second child of the Jiang family."

Others also echoed: "Jiang Jibei is really kind, how could he bring a white-eyed wolf like you home?"

"Does he have bad eyesight? One day the family property will be taken away, and there will be nowhere to cry."

"Jiang Jibei is nothing more than that, hahahaha!"

Unexpectedly, when they mentioned Jiang Jibei's name, Chi Xian suddenly raised his head, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

"It's okay to mess with me, I don't care." He stood up, staring at the leader with a blank expression, his eyes were as cold as ice, "If you want to take my brother, you can tell me directly, you, want, die, how much?" , less, more times?"

After Chi Xian finished speaking, the entire classroom fell silent.

The look in his eyes when he was angry was really terrifying, as if he wanted to eat people alive.

Stunned by Chi Xian's eyes and the aura radiating from him, this group of senior students couldn't say a word, so they could only leave the classroom in despair.

That night, the principal personally escorted these students to apologize to Chi Xian.

After all, besides the Jiang family as the backer, Chi Xian himself also has excellent strength - he is a talented young man who has jumped two grades in a row, and has been participating in various scientific research competitions outside, winning awards for the school.

From then on, no one dared to gossip about Jiang Jibei in front of Chi Xian.

After hearing about this incident, instead of blaming Chi Xian, Jiang Jibei smiled lightly: "You really are a wolf cub. You are so obedient in front of me, why are you so arrogant when you go out?"

Chi Xian lowered his eyes, looking at Jiang Jibei with deep eyes.

Those blue eyes are so focused that those who look at him for too long always have the illusion of drowning in them.

"Brother, in this world, I only listen to you."

…………

Jiang Ji Beiyin went to Cambodia to meet and finance the relationship, and only picked some childhood sweetheart stories that girls love to listen to.

"It's so sweet." Ding Hui had a toothache from being so sweet, and sighed regretfully, holding his face, "But why did you break up later?"

"No breakup." Jiang Jibei paused for a moment, not noticing that the smoke between his fingers had been burned out.

It wasn't until his hands were burned that he came back to his senses and said, "He's dead."

Ding Hui opened his mouth, unable to speak.

According to Jiang Jibei's appearance and conditions, there is absolutely no shortage of suitors.

It's just that there is always Chi Xian by his side, so no one dares to approach him.

After Chi Xian's death, Jiang Jibei took care of the funeral, and still ran around the set during the day like a normal person.

He operated crazily like an emotionless working machine, filming and editing films without expression every day, and even dropped out of school without saying a word, and got an offer from a foreign university.

Everyone felt sorry for Chi Xian's misfortune, and at the same time they were discussing in private, saying that Jiang Jibei was a terribly rational person, yet he didn't show any sadness at all.

Only Nie Ming, who had the best relationship with him, knew that since Chi Xian's death, Jiang Jibei had suffered from severe insomnia and neurasthenia, and spent every late night in the bar.

Every night at midnight, Jiang Jibei would appear outside the bar on time.

The waiter standing outside respectfully opened the heavy door for him, and Jiang Jibei appeared at the door together with the dazzling light.

In other words, he is the light himself, so that he is the focus of the audience as soon as he enters the door.

Amidst the deafening electronic music, Jiang Jibei looked around, and then greeted everyone's attention, walking calmly across from Nie Ming's seat.

After sitting down for less than 10 minutes, there were no fewer than ten people who came to invite him to have a drink with wine glasses.

Without exception, those who worked up the courage to walk up to the table and strike up a conversation all looked away.

He is too dazzling—whether it is hair color, appearance, or aura, or the understated eyes and casual smile, it is impossible to look directly at him.

The first man who came to invite him didn't even dare to look at Jiang Jibei.

He stood by the table, held a glass of wine, and asked hesitantly, "Can I buy you a drink?"

At that time, Jiang Jibei already knew how to take advantage of his appearance.

He raised his face slightly, raised the corners of his mouth under the strong blue neon light, and smiled gently: "No."

"Why?" The rejected man still didn't dare to look at him, but he didn't give up.

Jiang Jibei lowered his eyes, didn't look at him again, but casually shook the wine in the glass: "Because I don't want to."

Nie Ming, who was sitting across from Jiang Jibei, laughed until the whole newly installed mechanical arm made a "click" sound.

Throughout the night, almost all the men in the room came to try to strike up a conversation, but Jiang Jibei didn't take the wine glasses offered by any of the men.

Some people even got angry because he rejected the invitation, hid in the corner and made up him with a jealous tone, but kept staring at him sincerely, waiting for the next opportunity to strike up a conversation.

The sad-looking young man drank shot after shot of strong vodka, as if trying to get himself drunk.

Empty wine bottles piled up the entire table, he looked drunk, but he didn't seem to be drunk.

…………

Hearing this, Ding Hui wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips: "Then you don't plan to fall in love again in your life?"

Jiang Jibei smiled, but did not answer.

At this point in the conversation, Chi Xian, Tan Siwen, Zhang Sansi and others walked over together.

They also heard some of Jiang Jibei and Ding Hui's chat just now.

"What are you talking about?" Tan Siwen asked.

"I'm listening to Chen Ji talk about his ex-boyfriend." Ding Hui took Tan Siwen's arm.

"Brother, you have such good conditions, you like men!" Zhang Sansi expressed regret.

"Why, do you still want to match me?" Jiang Ji Bei laughed, and answered the words naturally, but his eyes drifted to Chi Xian's face, "I have someone at home."

Chi Xian paused, his expression as calm as other assistants.

He turned around and looked at the blue mountains in the distance.

The birdsong in the mountains became a little noisy, and Chi Xian saw the shadows of the trees shaken by the mountain wind.

"Nice scenery." Jiang Jibei's approaching voice came from my ear.

Chi Xian turned his head, Jiang Jibei stopped beside him, standing side by side with him, the expression between his brows was as calm as water.

Chi Xian suddenly remembered that after leaving Jiang Jibei, he never looked at the distant mountains so quietly again.

Seven years ago, only the head of Chi Xian who was blown to pieces was intact, and the other limbs and some organs picked up by Ruan Dulan were damaged to varying degrees.

After undergoing human reorganization and organ transplantation in the underground black market, he opened his eyes again, but he also lost his young and healthy original body.

The cheap mechanical organs operating in Chi Xian's body are second-hand counterfeit goods for sale. Because they are too old, when they are running, he can almost hear the sound of the gears rotating from his body.

Ruan Dulan has been lurking in the slums for many years, and he has not received much regular subsidies. It can be said that he is destitute.

He considered borrowing a usury loan to buy a brand-new artificial organ produced by Feb in installments, but he really couldn't afford the 50-year high loan, so he could only choose second-hand substitutes on the black market.

Chi Xian lay in Ruan Dulan's small and shabby bed for a long time. The person who performed the operation told him not to move around, and Ruan Dulan also warned him not to run around.

Once those who made the explosion found that he was not dead, all the efforts would be wasted.

When he was able to go to the ground, Chi Xian secretly went to see Jiang Jibei.

That night, he sneaked out of the slums wearing a black windbreaker that reached down to his calf, a pressed cap and a black mask.

Chi Xian found the bar that Jiang Jibei frequented, sat on the corner seat on the second floor, and stared at the door.

Until Jiang Jibei came in, his own heart in his chest finally beat crazily.

Chi Xian heard the man at the next table bragging.

The man was obviously drunk, and he admonished the little boy at the same table with his tongue out: "That kind of guy looks like a joker, pretends to be high, but actually asks a high price... You are good boys, don't imitate him."

"Yes, yes, you are right." The little boy held the wine bottle and poured wine into his glass flatteringly.

While the man was going to go to the bathroom, Chi Xian followed.

When passing by Jiang Jibei, he pulled down the brim of his hat and quickened his pace, but fortunately Jiang Jibei didn't notice him.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, Chi Xian slammed the door shut, stepped forward quickly, and grabbed the man's neck: "Don't mess with that man on the first floor."

The man was undoing his trouser belt when he was suddenly grabbed by the neck, and most of the wine woke up: "Who? Who are you talking about?"

"Don't play stupid!"

"Crazy! Let go!"

The man struggled, and during the pushing, he pushed Chi Xian's shoulder hard.

Chi Xian couldn't stand still, his back slammed into the wall, his left arm fell to the ground, and the metal parts fell to the ground with a "ding ding dong dong".

A screw rolled in front of the man, and finally stopped at his feet.

"Damn! What are you doing? It turns out that he is a disabled person!" The man stared at the screw, stunned for a moment, and then cursed, "Get away from the disabled! What a hero!"

Chi Xian clutched the broken arm, panted heavily, and stared at him with a pair of blood red eyes.

The man was frightened by his hungry wolf-like eyes, muttered something in a low voice, turned around and opened the door, and fled out of the bathroom in embarrassment.

At this time, people entered the bathroom one after another.

Chi Xian picked up the severed limbs and worn-out parts on the ground, and stumbled away under the stranger's strange eyes.

He lost forever his full health and ability to protect his lover.

Nowadays, even the opportunity to admit one's identity to a lover has become a luxury.

…………

"Go away! What a dirty thing!"

Suddenly there was a cry from outside the coffin.

Chi Xian woke up from the memories, and looked vigilantly towards the source of the sound, only to see a group of people rushing towards the coffin shed noisily.

It is an experiencer who stays at other villagers' homes.

One of the experiencers kicked his feet while walking, and rubbed his shoes in the grass on the side of the road: "Disgusting, disgusting!"

Zhang Sansi stepped forward to say hello: "Come here, luckily you were not here last night, we have suffered too much..."

The experiencer complained loudly: "I also suffer. I accidentally stepped on a toad crutch just now, and my shoes are dirty!"

Zhang Sansi laughed: "Where are you now?"

Wei Yixin, who was resting in the corner of the coffin shed, suddenly stood up: "What? What did you step on?"

The experiencer replied with a look of disgust: "Toad abductee, what a mess, like that, what kind of fried chicken chops—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, panting heavily, and moaned "cuckoo".

Immediately afterwards, his skin seemed to be squeezed fiercely by an invisible force, his limbs twisted indescribably, and his chest collapsed rapidly.

He couldn't make a sound, only the bones were twisting "creaking".

With a "click", his femur pierced through the skin of his abdomen and came out.

The moment the skin was pierced, there was another "bang", he was crushed into a pancake, and internal organs and plasma spurted out from the breach in the skin.

"This is the fried chicken chop."

I don't know which wicked experiencer gave a clear admiration.

The author has something to say: wow, this chapter sprinkled sugar ye ovo