Taoist Quick Wear

"Come here, I'm tired, let me lean on you." Lin Qiming stretched out his arms and waved at Luo Junchen, as if to summon a spirit.

Luo Junchen didn't choke him this time, half squatted down, and let Lin Qiming lean on him.

Lin Qiming stretched out his hand to the defenseless Luo Junchen's neck, pinched it with both hands, and exerted great force!

It worked! It worked this time!

But his smile quickly disappeared from his face.

Luo Junchen's neck was so hard! Like a hard stone, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pinch Luo Junchen's neck at all.

Not to mention making the other party lose consciousness...

Is this the touch of a living person?

Lin Qiming thought of the rumors of ghosts in the school in recent years, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Auntie, why are you pinching my neck?" Luo Junchen suddenly turned his head, staring at Lin Qiming with green eyes, frightening Lin Qiming so much that he was speechless for a while.

"You young people like to play with electronic products, always keep your head down, neck pain, lumbar disc herniation, frozen shoulder, cervical spondylosis, I learned a set of ancestral secrets, specially to loosen your neck." Lin Qiming is worthy of being Lin Qiming, and he quickly came up with an excuse.

"Oh. Auntie, teach me, I will also loosen your neck." Luo Junchen also put his hand on Lin Qiming's shoulder.

"Knowledge belongs to the people, and your private collection is against socialism." Luo Junchen knows Lin Qiming's brain circuit very well, and is also familiar with Lin Qiming's preaching method.

Lin Qiming was sweating on his back because of Luo Junchen's green eyes, so he could only explain randomly:

"First, gently touch your neck and slowly rub the hard part of your shoulder."

"Aunt, you are so stupid, you didn't do that just now." Luo Junchen smiled and patted Lin Qiming's shoulder. Without waiting for the other party to explain, he quickly said:

"I have a good memory. I will learn your movements and repeat them."

Luo Junchen stretched out his hand to pinch Lin Qiming's neck, with an innocent smile on his face.

Lin Qiming wanted to stop him, but was interrupted by the huge force from those hands.

Those hands seemed to turn into steel in an instant, extremely hard, tightly tightened, making him difficult to breathe and drowsy.

The air in his lungs was withdrawn little by little, and the burning pain spread upwards. Lin Qiming felt that he was going to ascend to heaven...

Why did it become like this, which program was wrong?

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. Lin Qiming would never believe that he would die here. No, he couldn't die. He hadn't revealed the cruel side of this world, and hadn't exposed the ugliness to the sun!

Seeing that Lin Qiming began to roll his eyes, Luo Junchen let go of his hand, his face still showing that innocent expression.

"Aunt, aunt, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Junchen grabbed Lin Qiming's shoulders and shook him wildly.

Lin Qiming's wig flew out, and for a moment he didn't know what day it was.

Who am I? Where am I? Am I a man or a woman?

"Aunt, your wig fell into the toilet."

Luo Junchen's voice successfully dragged Lin Qiming from confusion into reality, and dealt him another heavy blow.

Wig... yes... wig...

He was bald.

At that time, he was less than 30 years old, and his hair fell out. In order not to receive strange looks, he started buying wigs, changing and repairing them regularly.

He worked hard since he was a child, and he has been studying hard, wanting to change his fate through learning.

He succeeded.

In everyone's eyes, he was successful.

He came out of the mountains and walked into this bizarre world step by step.

He took the scholarship and changed his appearance little by little.

Finally, at the age of 35, he became a professor in the school.

The price he paid was huge. He had no hobbies. Others liked music, painting, cooking... but he didn't like them. Why didn't he like them?

My friend said that you have no love in your heart.

No, no.

You have everything you need, how do you know how I grew up in a deep village?

Several sisters in my family got up early and worked in the brick kiln factory to earn tuition for him. Later, due to excessive pollution from the factory, they all got lung cancer and died.

They all hated me, and I didn't love them either.

My parents were mean and realistic, and their faces were ugly and disgusting.

Even if you escape from everything, you still have nothing.

This world is filthy, and there should be a beam of light to judge the bad guys.

None of the people I killed were innocent.

The first person was an alcoholic and beat his wife. Such scum and waste should not waste resources.

After making a plan, I killed the drunk easily.

But when I passed by the family, I only heard vicious abuse.

Why didn't anyone thank me? He beat you, and now he's dead, you're crying and making a fuss, why?

Lin Qiming, who couldn't figure it out, killed the woman in the family.

The child was taken away by a relative and sold to a trafficker for 30,000 yuan. Lin Qiming wanted to raise the child, but the trafficker said 100,000 yuan, and Lin Qiming thought it was expensive, so he didn't want it.

A child who was carved out of jade, but unfortunately he was dumb. If not, Lin Qiming would not have spared his life.

The third person was the relative who sold the child.

He concealed the cause of death of the couple, occupied the inheritance, and sold the child.

I worked so hard to kill someone, why did you pick the peach?

The fourth was a female college student who went out every night to do special services in school, and always liked to wear a red dress.

I heard that she had a brother with cerebral palsy at home.

Lin Qiming felt a little guilty, so he killed her brother too.

The fifth, the sixth...

No one is innocent.

I am just doing the right thing.

Luo Junchen leaned close to Lin Qiming's ear and shouted:

"Auntie, your wig fell into the toilet!!!"

Lin Qiming suddenly woke up, what's wrong with me? How do you start to remember things from the past?

"I don't want it anymore..." Lin Qiming had a headache, maybe due to lack of oxygen. He waved his hands, but when he wanted to stand up, his feet became weak and he fell to the ground.

"You have to pick it up even if you don't want it! Otherwise, how bad would it be to block the toilet?"

Luo Junchen shook Lin Qiming vigorously, trying to make the aunt wake up.

"I can fish it out, can't I fish it out?"

Lin Qiming felt that his unconscious chicken began to spurt blood again...

This sign is not good.

He needs a doctor now.

Otherwise, if this momentum continues, Luo Junchen will kill him or he will bleed to death.

While Lin Qiming bent over to retrieve the wig, Si Qingyan was looking through his memories.

When Luo Junchen pinched Lin Qiming just now, his force was a bit strong, and Lin Qiming's soul was pinched out.

Si Qingyan took advantage of the situation and put Lin Qiming's soul into the seven-star disk, copied the memory... and stuffed it back after copying it.

The quality of Lin Qiming's soul is so poor that he cannot make memory crystals. Forcibly extracting it would cause it to collapse. Si Qingyan created a new copy function in the seven-star disk.

Qixingpan's consciousness was pretending to be dead. No matter how Si Qingyan tried to modify it, it remained silent and responded passively.

The couple Lin Qiming killed first were the parents of the little saint son.

Just because the couple was noisy.

The only son was mute, so he naturally accumulated a lot of resentment. He would quarrel every day, and sometimes get into fights when he got excited.

They are a pair of migrant workers who use their hard-earned money to treat their children.

No matter which hospital I went to, there was no progress.

The child was born unable to speak, never cried or made trouble, and occasionally smiled when he was happy, which could make people's hearts smile.

Even though life was extremely difficult, they never thought of giving up on their children.

Xiao Xie had not been able to find the biological parents of the little Shengzi before. It was probably because the migrant workers and their husbands were part of a floating population and lived in a shantytown on a construction site, so they did not have many acquaintances. Their only relative was killed by Lin Qiming for selling the Little Holy Son.

Lin Qiming took the medical expenses that the couple saved for the little saint son and left in style.

The Little Saint Son was still young at that time, sitting in a pool of blood, with his head lowered and unable to see the emotions on his face.

There is a faint glimmer of water on the tip of the chin.

In addition, Lin Qiming also met the Little Holy Son a few days ago.

At that time, the little Holy Son was being held by a strong man in black, surrounded by people similarly dressed, who seemed to be carrying something heavy.

Lin Qiming thought it was the police and took a few more glances. Later, I was relieved when I saw those people going to the provincial road leading to other provinces.

Si Qingyan looked at the bus in Lin Qiming's memory and remembered its outline, but he didn't see the license plate number.

This is Lin Qiming's memory after all, so it's normal that it's not very clear.

Maybe the brain can store it for a short time, but the specific number can no longer be reflected in the soul.

Xiao Xie must have a way to find that car.

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"Auntie, it's so bright above your head."

"Auntie, your head is so clean, there's not even a stubble on your hair."

"Auntie, you are so amazing, you can even fish your hair out if it falls into the toilet..."

Luo Junchen was praising Lin Qiming continuously.

"Stop talking!" Lin Qiming shouted at Luo Xingchen. If he continued to listen, he would burst into rage, stab Luo Junchen through his body, and then be crushed to death by the weird and terrifying Luo Junchen.

"Auntie..." Luo Junchen lowered his voice and looked very obedient.

Lin Qiming couldn't help but wonder, was everything just an illusion?

Touching his painful neck, Lin Qiming firmed up his belief. Luo Junchen was too dangerous and this knife was not enough.

Lin Qiming said he was hungry and wanted to eat something. Luo Junchen pointed in the direction of the kitchen, with no intention of following him.

Lin Qiming was instantly ecstatic, the opportunity had come!

As long as he gets a few more knives in the kitchen, there will definitely be a chance of a reversal!

As long as I chop Luo Junchen to the point of paralysis, Wei Sixian will definitely be frightened and become my hostage. When the time comes, I will let Wei Sixian carry the injured Luo Junchen and escape together.

Luo Xingchen would definitely have some scruples when he found out.

Lin Qiming happily opened the door to the kitchen.

Little did he know that Jiang Yao was right next to him, bowing in an inviting gesture.

Lin Qiming took a fancy to the largest and heaviest kitchen knife in the kitchen, and thought another sharp knife would be good too.

He had only two hands and a bloody boning knife in his trouser pocket. Even if you face two exciting players, you can only choose one of them.

The boning knife was very sharp, so Lin Qiming chose a kitchen knife.

My butt was suddenly pinched hard.

Lin Qiming turned around to curse, but found that the entire room was empty.

Without electricity, nothing can be seen clearly.

Maybe someone, maybe not someone.

"Luo Junchen?"

"Auntie, have you eaten? There is another durian in the refrigerator." Luo Junchen's voice came from the living room.

"Luo Junchen, Wei Sixian, is that you?" Lin Qiming looked around.

"Wei Sixian? I'm Teacher Lin. Don't tease the teacher, it's not funny." Lin Qiming began to regret for the first time, why he broke the switch...

"Aunt, are you okay? We are all in the living room." Luo Junchen was watching Si Qingyan having fun while dealing with Lin Qiming.

"Who pinched my butt just now? If you don't admit it, I'll be angry!" Lin Qiming waved two knives in the darkness, slashing at the air.

Jiang Yao sneered from the side.

In his eyes, Lin Qiming was no different from Jiang Shun.

All scum.

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So sleepy_(:D)∠)_

I will try to update another chapter during the day, and I will also update tomorrow's portion. I will be on the 1,000-word earnings list tomorrow, and I will not update it.

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