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In Langfang Hospital, Hebei Province, I appeared in the ground of a courtyard house in the outskirts of Beijing after being stunned for three days. I was pulled out by Master Hua and the black blind man he hired like a carrot, and then found that my mobile phone had been stolen.

After a brief examination, I was judged to be completely ineligible for hospitalization—and of course I had no money, so I sat in the hospital corridor wearing a coat donated by my two bosses.

The plan has already started, I kicked my feet and wondered if I got away with it this time.

There can only be one Wang Xiaochen in the world, so the only way for Wang Xiaochen to appear in Kangding without me needing to go is for me to disappear in Hangzhou.

And Wang Xiaochen's return to Beijing means that all eyes will return to me, and Kangding's plan will really start.

"Why are you here?" Xie Yuchen pressed his phone and asked, "Just because of that corpse?"

I said: "Yes."

"There are things growing down here." Xie Yuchen gave me a cool look, "It was safe for you to stay in that room. If we come later, you will die."

I asked what was raised, Xie Yuchen didn't answer, and the blind man laughed.Maybe they raised black and blind people, I maliciously speculate, plant one in spring, and grow many in autumn, all of which can emerge from the well.

"Sir," a doctor over there beckoned, "please sign it."

Tara's body was tested by someone, and Xie Yuchen went over and said something to the doctor, and the two chatted.

Wu Xie and the others may have already gone to Guangxi. I heard that the girls of the Yao nationality are very beautiful, hiss... Forget it, you have to be confident as a woman. If he dares, I believe I can put cement in his brain type it out.

"Everyone says Miss Chen's family is a monster," said the blind man, "Your price is going up."

"Haha, that may not be as tall as you, Mr. Hei." I replied perfunctorily, distracted.

The blind man stared at me, smiling while watching, but didn't speak.

"Why, am I particularly radiant today?" I felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, raised my eyebrows and moved, "Master Hei is so focused."

The black blind man was wearing sunglasses, and he moved as I moved. At this moment, I suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be staring at me.

He smiled and stretched out his index finger to "shh", "... there is something behind you."

I calmly squinted and smiled, then turned my head and glanced, there was nothing.

Now I have absolutely no fear of such jokes.

My old lady spent several hours alone in the snake swamp, and even if there was something behind me sprinkled with flour and fried until golden, it would be crunchy.

Seeing that I was smiling and didn't respond, the blind man made a helpless gesture, "You can't see."

"Although my eyes are bad, I can see things that none of you can see. When I first saw you, you looked different from everyone else," the black blind man tapped on his sunglasses, " Now, you look even different."

"Oh? Is there a ghost behind me?"

The blind man said, "No, I was just joking when I said there was something behind you."

He grinned, "I mean you, you look wrong in person."

I stare at him, carefully controlling my facial expression.

I didn't expect that someone could actually see it.The real Wang Xiaochen hadn't woken up when we were in Tamu Tuo, but now we are both active in the world with the same identity, and someone actually sees the problem with the naked eye.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, and the black blind man and I looked at each other with smiles, and after a while I said: "...you are the only one who has a problem, you have a problem with your brain."

The black blind man lit a cigarette and smiled wickedly, "Little girls nowadays are getting more and more difficult to deal with."

"I suggest you do something," the black blind man exhaled smoke, "Although I haven't seen a similar situation, I can basically deduce it."

"Oh?" I blinked with a curious expression on purpose, "Then tell me."

"Human life can be roughly divided into three types of life," said the blind man, "body, reason and soul. Of course, the premise is that you believe in the existence of the soul."

"Hmm..." The blind man tilted his head and thought for a while, "Do you still remember what happened when you were two years old?"

I frowned slightly, and suddenly asked, did he already find out?

Unable to understand the attitude of the other party, I tilted my head and blinked my eyes, "What kind of thing are you talking about? If it's because you don't like milk made from powdered milk, then I still have the impression."

The blind man smiled, "Then do you remember how much milk you were forced to drink?"

Don't drive, I have a boyfriend.But for the sake of being a handsome guy, I won't blame you.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Memory, human beings are made up of memories to a certain extent," Heixiazi said, "so, theoretically, a complete memory can be counted as an objectively existing 'person'."

"...So I'm an incomplete person? You can't use their Xiejia memory to ask me, I'm just a kitten, I shouldn't be."

There is no such thing as a memory that can exist on its own, it has to be someone's memory.

"Are you dissatisfied with our Jie family's memory?"

I looked at Xie Yuchen who came back at some point, "...Boss Crab, I dare not."

"For those who already have memories," Xie Yuchen continued, "external memories are not so easy for us to empathize with. Even if sometimes the memory can fit into existence, the subconscious will refute it."

"...Are you trying to edit memory? This, a new international project, to make money?" I stretched out my hand from under my coat, and rubbed my thumb, index and middle fingers together.Xie Yuchen looked at my hand, showing a contemptuous expression of "someone dares to make this gesture to me".I had no choice but to shrink back slowly in embarrassment, showing a bright smile.

"The subconscious mind is three thousand times stronger than the conscious mind," he looked at me, "so sometimes you have to rely on your feelings to do things."

I was stared at by him for a while, and my smile gradually froze—Master Hua'er's aura is too strong, even being pretty can't relieve it.

"...Zhaohuduge's neurotoxin was extracted. It was done according to your request, but there were only two injections." He shrugged and changed the subject, "Sometimes I feel that I am more normal than you."

You fart, I thought, sucking stuff out of dead bodies is kind of crazy, but I'm not injecting something into a living person.It is obviously because your own thinking is not popular or professional.

I took it over and looked at it, and it was scrawled on the accompanying manual that "fragile, do not take orally, do not store at high temperature".It is estimated that it is a protein toxin, which will be broken down after oral administration.

"Although I don't know what is the use of this thing, but I haven't tested this thing, it may cause muscle spasms after one injection," Xie Yuchen sighed, "After hanging up, the toxin in the place where the injection is given will keep your muscles active. , so you might twist yourself into a twist.”

There have been news reports that the nerve endings of the meat did not die, causing a piece of raw meat on the dining table to wriggle and run away.

Unexpectedly, Zhaohuduge's toxin can greatly increase this activity. It is the same reason that Zhao Shiba's hand, although it was chopped off by the fourth grandpa, can still climb.

At that time, the war situation in Inner Mongolia was so chaotic, all of us were more or less bitten twice.

These things are like the necks of pheasants, they like to attack people's necks. At that time, they just didn't care if the teeth didn't grow or hurt.It is estimated that no one in that village raised them without being bitten.

I waved my hand, stood up, curtseyed and turned around to the back door of the hospital, "Damn, I can't think of torturing myself. That's all right, thank you, Boss Xie. I'm in a hurry. I'll pay the money next time, okay?"

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Changsha, the old handicap of the Wu family.

Pan Zi has been smoking, with cigarette butts on the ground.He promised the little third master to help him keep an eye on Chen Mo, but now the handicap under the Wu family is so damn bad that it's almost dead, and there are only a handful of buddies who can barely hire.

He's already planning to move to the suburbs, and he's going to sort out his letters today.In fact, there have been very few letters recently. After all, if you come to collect debts without conscience, you will not write to you. It is normal to come directly to the door with a machete.

He frowned. The cleanest envelope in here was pink, which looked very abrupt against the white and ginger.He couldn't help being shocked.

Could it be that the third master is still alive and has another woman?

...why do I say again?

He picked up the envelope, and found that the seal was boldly sealed with the widest kind of transparent tape to the bottom. Turning it over, a few neat words came into view.

Grandpa Pan kissed me.Comes with a simple smiley face.

Although there were only a few strokes on this smiling face, it made him guess who the letter was from.He felt a little bit in his heart at first, and then felt that such a development was more logical.

"Damn it, it's really similar." He scratched his head, tore open the envelope, and a stack of things fell out.

It was a stack of postcards from Kangding.Pan Zi picked it up and spread it out, and found that there was a bank card in it.

Pan Zi didn't have a deep feeling for these scenic spots, so he turned them all over and found that most of the postcards had no writing on the back, and there were only two lines written on the one below the bank card.

The grace of saving lives is unforgettable.

Card 100 million, password 041104

He was dazed for a while, and he probably understood that the so-called life-saving grace was probably a matter of the Yunnan scorpion and the big-headed corpse in the Tiangong.However, Xia Dou is originally a job of walking on the edge of life and death. Whoever has time to write down notes says "today Xiaoming helped me" and "tomorrow Xiaohong escaped faster than me".

After staying with the third master for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be a way of thinking about various things that "there must be something wrong with this matter".But anyway, he is a mad dog, usually he only needs to say in a deep voice, "There must be something wrong with this matter", and then the third master can start pretending to analyze.

So what's wrong?

100 million, in their line of business, if they dug up something good, it wouldn't be a particularly large amount, but could it be said that that little girl went to Kangding just to dig up such a thing?

Certainly not, could it be that the little fox paid attention to him after he was discovered?

Pan Zi looked at the bank card.He has decided to move recently, and he is still considering whether to sell the car.Those guys scraped off all the goods, and the local mice came to ask for debts. He couldn't let the third master's reputation be ruined.

Forget it, I didn't expect that the person I was staring at had a more conscience, and the third master had a good eye.

He put the bank card and postcard back into the envelope to take away, but suddenly found a note in the envelope.He ticked off the note with curiosity and a little expectation, and after seeing it clearly, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he cursed his mother.

There was also a stick figure on the note, a grimace sticking out its tongue, followed by a line of crooked handwriting with the same font but obviously different attitudes.

Don't follow me, I'm ~~home~