Terror broadcast

Since the last incident, Xun'er has not seen Chu Zhao in reality again. She also knows how hard Chu Zhao has been. Her girlfriend died unexpectedly. No, to be precise, it was on her own behalf. My brother committed suicide when he ran towards me in the car.

This kind of blow would be difficult for a normal man to bear, even if he is a policeman;

On one side was his sweet girlfriend, and on the other was his childhood buddy. Caught between the two, Chu Zhao could only live like a coward by locking himself at home and drinking.

This...maybe there is no other way.

Chu Zhao's personality and Su Bai's are two extremes. The two of them usually look like ordinary people, but deep down in Su Bai's heart is a kind of impulse and violence that overturns everything. Chu Zhao, on the other hand, It seems a lot more cowardly, and it is really cowardly.

Su Bai's parents died in an accident when he was very young, so Su Bai has been alone for so many years, while Chu Zhao is just the opposite. He has a very strong father and a very strong family.

When he was disobedient or made mistakes when he was a child, his father would often hang him under the door frame and beat him with a police whip. When he grew up, his family forced him to become a policeman. He was disgusted, but he had to wear a police uniform. , but at the same time, he also organized a murder club with several of his best friends as a way to vent his dissatisfaction with family arrangements.

Xun'er drove the car into Chu Zhao's community. Even after his girlfriend had an accident, Chu Zhao did not move. On the one hand, he did not have many properties like Su Bai. As a police officer and a police family, even if the living conditions and economy were The conditions are relatively good but they can't show it. This is very similar to many civil servants nowadays. They can obviously afford a luxury car but can't. They can afford a luxury house but can't put it in their own name, nor can they blatantly buy it. The performance is a bit like walking at night in brocade clothes.

Xun'er knocked on the door of Chu Zhao's house. She thought that Chu Zhao would be asleep after being drunk at this time, but to her surprise, Chu Zhao still opened the door.

Chu Zhao, who was wearing a white shirt, looked so tough and refreshing, and his beard was cleanly shaved, giving people a very refreshing feeling.

This made Xun'er a little surprised. In her impression, Chu Zhao shouldn't have walked out on his own so quickly, and walked out so thoroughly.

"Is something wrong?"

There was no need to be so polite with Xun'er. Chu Zhao went directly to the bathroom to wash his face with men's facial cleanser.

"Are you okay?" Xun'er walked into the living room, took out a can of beer from the refrigerator, opened it, and took a sip.

"No, it's gotten worse." Chu Zhao replied while rubbing his face.

"Why?" Xun'er asked.

"I'm going to find Su Bai. I have something to ask him." Chu Zhao had just washed his face with water and was now wiping it with a towel and walking out.

"Like me, I originally planned to come to see you and then go find Su Bai."

"What a coincidence." Chu Zhao took a deep breath and then spit it out heavily, "Aren't you going back to England?"

"I applied for leave." Xun'er said with a smile.

"Why?" Chu Zhao was a little confused. This would affect Xun'er's future.

"Something happened, and I don't want to be distracted now." Xun'er shook the beer can, "What about you, what's going on?"

"After listening to a radio broadcast, I suddenly felt that life became meaningful again. Then, I suddenly felt that drinking all day long and falling unconscious is now a very luxurious thing." Chu Zhao reached for the beer in Xun'er's hand. , but Xun'er directly avoided it.

"You can't drink when you drive later." Xun'er blinked, "By the way, radio? Haha, it can't be such a coincidence. It's called Terror Radio, right?"

Chu Zhao was suddenly stunned.

Xun'er was stunned immediately.

Both of them seemed a little surprised,

Unexpectedly,

What a coincidence.

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If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals; if the water is not deep, it will be spiritual if there is a dragon.

However, it is not an easy thing to find a temple that satisfies oneself and a genuine eminent monk in such a huge magical city. In a materialistic society, how many people here can practice meditation and persevere? What about people with true intentions?

Su Bai was very careful about naming the little guy, and didn't want to just give it up casually. Since he became a father, he had to look like a father.

There was no other way. After looking at several companies and feeling dissatisfied, Su Bai still called the monk.

Although Su Bai had just cut off Monk Hu's belongings, Su Bai didn't feel any psychological burden or guilt at all.

"Hey, monk, do you know any senior brothers or sisters in Shanghai? Introduce one to me. I'm going to have a look at the child and give him a name by the way."

The monk was silent for a while, thinking to himself, couldn't he just call himself in Jiuzhaigou when he wanted to choose a name...

"Amitabha, this poor monk knows someone."

"Okay, send me your address." Su Bai hung up the phone.

Soon, the monk sent an address from WeChat.

Su Bai entered the information into the car navigation system. It was not very far, but it looked like he lived in an apartment building, not a temple.

About a quarter of an hour later, Su Bai's car drove into the community. The community had to rely on sensors to open the door automatically. But after seeing Su Bai's luxury car, the security guard immediately opened the door for Su Bai. Su Bai was also very polite. When he passed the guard booth, he handed over a tip of 100 yuan.

Today is a happy day to name the little guy, and Su Bai also wants to accumulate more luck for the little guy.

After going around and around, he finally found the building. Su Bai parked the car next to the flower bed, and then walked in with the little guy in his arms. Jixiang rarely followed him this time, but stayed at home. The cat yesterday I still couldn't help myself from watching the painting all night long. But before Su Bai took the little guy away from home, Ji Xiang followed him all the way to the car. He even jumped on Su Bai's steering wheel and stared at Su Bai for a while, meaning that he was watching Su Bai for a while. He earnestly told Su Bai to take good care of the little guy.

Jixiang was a good intention, and Su Bai couldn't let it happen. He really raised the little guy as his own child. Now, for Su Bai, even if he sacrificed his own life, he would not let the little guy suffer any harm.

Entered the elevator, reached the thirteenth floor, and turned left. The monk didn't give me a phone number, but he gave me a detailed house number.

Su Bai stood in front of the door and knocked on the door.

After knocking seven times, the door opened by itself. The furnishings inside were very simple and not very clean. There was even a thin layer of dust, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

In the living room, there was a monk wearing cassocks sitting cross-legged with his back to Su Bai.

"Master?" Su Bai shouted.

There was no response from the other party.

Su Bai frowned. The monk shouldn't be so shameless that he would trick him on this kind of thing. Moreover, he came here for the sake of the little guy. The monk himself can be regarded as half of the little guy's godfather.

However, Su Bai felt that the monk in front of him looked like... a dead person.

Just when Su Bai was deciding whether to leave the room first and then call the monk to confirm whether the eminent monk you introduced to me had passed away long ago.

However, when Su Bai was about to retreat, a sigh came from the monk. Immediately afterwards, the surroundings suddenly became brighter and cleaner, the dust disappeared in an instant, and the monk's body seemed to be slowly being inflated. The bulge became like a normal person.

The little guy covered his mouth with his hands and opened his eyes wide. He was obviously very curious about the changes around him.

"This kid is pretty good."

The monk stood up, turned around, and faced Su Bai;

The cassock is not very new, but it exudes a kind of majesty. The monk looks very old, but very healthy, giving people an extremely unreal feeling.

"Born and raised by nature, that's interesting. Why would he follow you?" The monk walked towards Su Bai.

Su Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, and murderous intent began to emerge.

The monk stopped knowingly, looked at the child, then at Su Bai, and smiled slightly.

"Why did you come to see this poor monk?"

"Look for the master and ask for a name."

"Amitabha."

The monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, then slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again. For a moment, the monk's eyes became extremely deep, as if they had become two abyss, which could make people fall involuntarily. Go in.

After a while, the monk let out a long sigh of relief, and his whole body became much more sluggish, as if he had consumed a lot of energy.

"Are you sure you want him to follow you?" the monk asked, "it would be better for this child if you don't stay with him."

"It doesn't matter, he must follow me." Su Bai said. Su Bai had already thought about this clearly.

"Well, the world is safe and sound. What's your last name?"

"Su."

"Let the child be called Su Yuxuan. Yuxuan refers to the pavilion in the rain, the Xuanyuan in the rain, and the pavilion and corridor used to take shelter when it rains. The donor also hopes that this child can become the last refuge in your heart. ."

The monk had something to say, and then turned around and sat cross-legged. His figure began to become haggard again, and the surrounding brightness and window brightness were slowly dimming.

Su Bai nodded. Seeing that the monk had already made a move to see off the guests, Su Bai left the room and the door slowly closed automatically.

"What I know is that the eminent monk hides himself in the city, but those who don't know think it's a haunted house." Su Bai smiled, then reached out and poked the little guy's chin gently.

"Son, you will be called Yuxuan from now on. How about Su Yuxuan?"

The little guy sucked his fingers as if he was thinking or hesitating. In the end, he nodded with a bit of a grimace. Then, he opened his hands with a smile and started to kick his calves lightly:

"Daddy...Daddy...hug..."