[full-time master] immortal

My answer made us both a little embarrassed.Fortunately, after taking the subway, there are enough new things for us to change the subject.He floated beside me, one question after another, like Dancing Rain's guns, hitting me with a bang bang bang bang.The first question he asked was, why is everyone wearing a mask on the street now?

I looked up at this innocent young man who had not been disciplined by the epidemic, and smiled wryly.

Although the Glory League itself is a grand event in the e-sports circle, it is still in 2020 that it will really go out of the circle and become a topic of mouth for everyone.That year the world was hit by the epidemic and everything was in decline, but the Glory League was still held as scheduled.That year, people who were trapped at home were bored, so they watched this small event one after another.It is said that during that time, Glory attracted many new players, and even the game account cards were in short supply for a while.

Reminiscing about the flute and fu in nostalgia, I look like a Lanke person when I go to the countryside.In fact, it doesn't take a hundred years, just seven years is enough to turn the world upside down.

We got off the subway at Loushanguan Road Station and went straight to Grandpa's shop.Grandpa's shop opened in the small alley behind Gonggong Xincun.The Workers' New Village was built in the 50s, imitating Soviet architecture, and full of vigor in the early years of liberation.However, behind the new village, there is still a small alley.That alley was dark and damp, with the smell of camphor from the past, an ancient and decaying scar in the city.Many old people and ghosts who don't want to leave live there. There is a very old lady with little feet who has been sitting on the wicker chair at the entrance of the alley for decades.In the early years, she was still a person; now, she is a ghost.But whether she is a human or a ghost, she will always sit there with a peaceful face and say hello to me in Shanghai dialect with a strong Ningbo accent.She saw Su Muqiu behind me and asked if I had made "friends". The word "friend" is synonymous with "object" in the dialect, with infinite ambiguity and romance.I smiled and shook my head.

Grandpa is as gifted as I am and can see the ghosts of the dead.Grandpa has a higher level of Taoism, can see ghosts that I can't see, and can interact with those dead souls in a deeper way.So, he took this as a career and opened a shop dealing in ghosts in this secret alley.Living people who want to talk to the dead can contact their grandpa through a tortuous relationship, and they can realize the dialogue between life and death.Although in the eyes of Ye Xiu and other materialists, this is really some crooked ways, but grandpa still earns a lot of money from eating this bowl of rice.

The reason why I was adopted by him is precisely because Su Muqiu's mother reported to him. He knew that I also had such a pair of "sky eyes", so he rushed to the orphanage in Hangzhou, adopted me home, and accepted me as an apprentice. I can carry on his mantle.

I suddenly remembered what happened when my grandfather came to the orphanage to adopt me.

I should have been adopted by my grandfather when I was ten years old.Why do you say "should"?Because I'm not sure exactly what year I was born.I heard from my aunts that I was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage on New Year's Eve in 98.I was teething by then, at least six months old, so my birthday would have been earlier than July '97.According to this rough calculation, the aunts classified me and Su Muqiu, who was born in October 7, as students of the same grade.After getting to know Su Muqiu, I decided on my own initiative that I was also born in 96, so that I could sit at the same table with Su Muqiu at the orphanage’s annual group birthday banquet and enjoy the same mouse-patterned cake.Grandpa came to the orphanage in the summer of 10, so I should have been ten years old that year.

Grandpa contacted the orphanage before he came, but he didn’t name me and said he wanted to adopt me. The aunts in the orphanage didn’t know why, and thought that grandpa would choose among our group of children.So, on the day grandpa arrived in Hangzhou, a group of us children were all stuffed into beautiful new clothes and put on age-inappropriate makeup, as if we were about to go to a home for the elderly to perform on stage to welcome grandpa.Before meeting my grandpa, the aunts gave us repeated orders, saying that he was a rich grandpa who lived in the center of a big city, and if he was chosen, he would be able to follow him to the best school and live the best life. good life.I was chewing these words in my heart, imagining such a distant and ethereal concept as "the best life" - like sister Ning Xuan, I must have my own room, my own desk lamp, and I can make a cup of steaming Ahua Tian hot chocolate, using a sky blue repeater to listen to foreign languages, can understand every sentence.

Grandpa is a rather fashionable Shanghai old Kohler, with a shirt and trousers, a pair of black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and long nails on his little finger.As soon as he walked into the orphanage, I noticed the difference in him.He looked past us first, nodding slightly to the ghosts floating around us.It was very rare for those blue souls to gather together, and everyone greeted grandpa with a clamor of greetings—some called him "Old Gu" respectfully, some called him "Mr. Gu" rather reservedly, Some people call him "Old Gu" or simply "Little Gu" loudly, without treating themselves as outsiders at all.

Grandpa waved to the group of ghosts, and the aunt in the orphanage thought it was Grandpa greeting them, and hurriedly introduced our group of children to Grandpa.Grandpa's eyes hidden behind the sunglasses swept across our faces, and his gaze finally fixed on Sister Ning Xuan.He pointed to Ning Xuan and said to his aunt, let this kid come out and have a chat with me.

Our group of children looked at me and I looked at you, and the exchanged eyes were all saying the same sentence - "So it is."We have known for a long time: such a great good thing will always fall on sister Ning Xuan; even if sister Ning Xuan is not selected because of her older age, it should be Su Muqiu's brother and sister's turn.They are all such warm and bright people, completely different from our group of gloomy jungle animals.We know it ourselves, and so do the adopters.

In fact, I have always been curious as to why such healthy, gentle and pleasant-looking children as sister Ning Xuan and the Su brothers and sisters have not been adopted for so long.

When Grandpa took Sister Ning Xuan to the conference room to talk, our group of children scattered like birds and beasts on the spot.Su Muqiu and I immediately stretched out the back of our hands to wipe off the lipstick on our lips. The bright red and inferior lipstick smeared on our lips for a long time, and it was very uncomfortable.Although I lost the election, I was inexplicably excited—Sister Ning Xuan is leaving, which may be considered a good thing for me.I pulled Su Muqiu and Su Mucheng to a corner, and told them mysteriously, the old man just now was very unusual.

"What's unusual?" Su Muqiu asked quite absent-mindedly as she was helping Mucheng wipe off her foundation and lipstick with a napkin, ignoring Mucheng's protest.

"He, like me, can see ghosts."

"Then he can see mom too!" Before Su Muqiu could answer, Mucheng said excitedly, "Where's mom? Is she by our side now?"

I looked up and looked around, but I did not see Aunt Su. I saw her greet the old man just now.

I chatted with the Su brothers and sisters again and again.Unexpectedly, at this moment, the aunt of the orphanage poked her head out of nowhere.She called my name with a rather complicated expression, and said, Xiaoqing, Grandpa Gu is looking for you.

The aunt's angry voice echoed over the empty hall of the orphanage.For a moment, I felt the air freeze.Everyone's eyes were on me like cold and sharp daggers.

Su Muqiu and I exchanged a puzzled look, then turned and walked towards the conference room where Grandpa was.I always thought it was just a room the size of a storage room, but I didn't expect that there would be something hidden when I walked in.In the center of the room is a conference table made of high-quality materials. Grandpa is sitting at the other end of the conference table.On the left and right sides of Grandpa, there are three ghostly blue souls, among them is Aunt Su who just disappeared.What an odd set of interviewers.Later, when I participated in interviews for the high school entrance examination, college entrance examination, and even job hunting after graduation, I could always think of this first interview in my life—an interview that really determined the context and direction of my life.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the conference room was turned on very low, and I couldn't help shivering when I walked into the room with short sleeves and a short skirt.

At this moment, grandpa has taken off his sunglasses, and I found that he also has a pair of beautiful eyes—double eyelids. I couldn't help but feel inferior for my single eyelids.Grandpa had a big smile on his face, just like the cynical old urchin Zhou Botong.However, the ghost examiners around him all looked solemn.Come to think of it, maybe sister Ning Xuan's answer just now didn't satisfy these examiners.

Seeing that I was sitting still, Grandpa stretched out his right thumb, pointed to his left and right sides, and asked me in Mandarin with a strong dialect accent: "Little girl, how many people can you see on my left and right sides?" , How many ghosts can you see?"

His question didn't surprise me at all.I'd be surprised if he didn't ask me that.

"Three on the left and three on the right."

He crossed his arms and nodded with satisfaction.

"Then tell me, do you know them? What do these people look like?"

I tilted my head, I knew four of the six people, and the other two looked strange, so they must not be the ghosts in the orphanage.I described and answered truthfully one by one, and the smile on Grandpa's face gradually deepened, and he kept nodding.It's just that Aunt Su's furrowed brows never relaxed, which made my heart pound.

"It's fine, it's fine, the little girl is pretty good. Your Auntie Su has said a lot of good things about you for me. The little girl is quite talented. She can see so many people without a master."

Grandpa stretched out his thumb again, pointing to the corner on the far right: "There are still two people there."

"Huh?" I was a little surprised.Only then did I realize that even though I could see many souls of the dead, I had never been able to get a glimpse of the whole world of the dead.

"One is Lao Sun, who lived in the same era as Emperor Wen Wen of Han; the other is Lao Ji, who used to live in the State of Wu... Hey, Lao Ji, were you in the Spring and Autumn Period or the Warring States Period at that time... Oh, in the Warring States Period, the State of Wu had already disappeared. I’m sorry, the history is not good. But it’s okay, these two people are not important, I’m the one who made things difficult for you.” Grandpa’s words may have aroused the protests of the two ancestors, so he smiled and walked towards the empty space. Corner waved his hand.

At that time, I didn’t have much knowledge of history. I didn’t know how far back the Han Wen Emperor and the Spring and Autumn State of Wu were. I just stared at the empty corner, as if as long as I had enough strength, You can see the two figures from this nothingness.No wonder sister Ning Xuan failed the test. It must be because she failed to see the ghosts around Grandpa, so it was my turn. Fortunately, I only missed two.

Later, when I couldn't find Su Muqiu's dead soul all over the world, I always thought that my morals were not enough, so whenever I sat down, I always subconsciously stared at Su Muqiu with all my strength. Looking at the nothingness, it seems that Su Muqiu really exists in a certain corner in front of me, smiling at me, but I can't see it.This strange bad habit of mine has scared many people. Fortunately, the two universities I have stayed in are free and tolerant. There are many geeks with excellent academic ability but with a wrong mind, so I don’t seem so out of place.

The topic is off topic.In short, Grandpa decided to adopt me so hastily that day.As soon as the news came out, the entire court was shocked.No one could have imagined that my humble and unlovable child could become a dark horse that broke out halfway.

Of course, I don't know what the people in the orphanage were talking about me that day, because my grandfather immediately took me out of the orphanage to eat at McDonald's after making the decision.When I was ten years old, I walked into McDonald's for the first time. I just felt that everything I saw was very fresh. Even the air in the fast food restaurant was sweet and delicious, and even the ghosts who came and went were happy and satisfied.I sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, dangling my feet on a ridiculously high stool, twisting my buttocks, watching my grandpa come to me with a plate and sit down next to me.Grandpa bought the Happy Paradise package, and a small toy was included with the meal.My eyes widened, holding the toy sealed in a plastic bag in surprise.I know that this cartoon image is called Doraemon, but I only know that it is blue, but the one in my hand is bright yellow!And a pair of cat ears!

I'll never forget that McDonald's meal—Chicken McNuggets, Chicken McNuggets, French fries dipped in ketchup, Coke shaken with ice cubes.I chewed the meaty hamburger and chicken nuggets, and sucked on Coke. I felt as if I was the protagonist of the martial arts movie.While I was drunk and dreamy, I listened to my grandpa chattering with me in a daze.He said that he was in the business of ghosts.He is not young anymore, seeing that there is no disciple under his knees who can inherit the mantle, so he found me through someone's recommendation.He sees that I have talent, and if I learn some skills, I will be able to do well.Although there are not many people in this industry, the income is still considerable. At least I can survive starvation in Shanghai, and I can save some money to buy a small house. I don’t have to worry about food and clothing when I grow up.

I never thought that my "eye disease" could be used to make money.While biting the straw of Coke, I imagined the beautiful picture he had drawn for me, and I couldn't help but raised my head and asked my grandpa: "Can I have my own room after I go back with you? Can there be a lamp in the room? Can I soak Ohua every day?" Can Tian drink? Can you listen to English with a repeater?"

Grandpa probably didn't expect me to ask such a question, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed like hell in the McDonald's restaurant.

At that moment, I felt that a colorful world was opening its arms to me.I closed my eyes, imagining myself as sister Ning Xuan, walked into the well-decorated bedroom calmly, raised my head, and smiled at Su Muqiu beside me.Everything is just right.

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The author has something to say: So he was adopted like this.Concubine Xi, your luck lies ahead (no)

In the cartoon, cueing McDonald’s is because McDonald’s paid for it. I cue McDonald’s just because I want to eat it (although I went to KFC today)

In this chapter, the male protagonist Umbrella is about to be written and disappeared by me. In the next chapter, I will make up for everyone (sincerely kneel down and repent)

Because the full-time male protagonist of my previous article has his own wife, so some sisters and old readers are asking me about the role of Ning Xuan. Here is a reassurance for readers who are the wife of PTSD: Sister Ning Xuan is not Brother Umbrella As the main wife, the heroine's only two rivals in love are Glory and Lord Yan (.)

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