I'm sorry, I want to be a new person

After contemplating for a moment, Wang Weiwen stretched out his hand.

The light of Yingying Lingzi flashed, and the six stone needles floated up, spinning in mid-air, undulating slightly, as if they were searching for something.

After a while, the stone needle found nothing, the fluorescence dissipated, and fell back onto the silk cloth again, returning to its normal appearance.

Wang Weiwen frowned...

"What the hell is this..."

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Tianyuan Yipin, a business KTV.

"Boss! Do you want to open a room for you? Ask some new girls to accompany you?"

Annoyed, Yang Tian threw the suit to his younger brother, and sat down at the desk in a dainty manner, putting his feet on the table.

"What kind of room do you open? Throw away your suit."

The younger brother looked at the clothes in his hands suspiciously, and asked in confusion: "Boss, isn't this new? I just sent it to you yesterday. Is it inappropriate? Do you want me to ask the people in the custom shop to change it?"

This one is worth tens of thousands of dollars!

Yang Tian waved his hand to signal him to get out of here: "If you are told to throw it, you can throw it away, and you will be touched by an unclean guy."

After the younger brother left, Yang Tian "lyed" on the chair, lit a cigarette, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Although he said it fiercely, he knew that Jiang Hou really couldn't afford to offend him...

In other words, none of the snakes, rats, rats and ants in the underground of Donghai City could provoke Jiang Hou.

Throwing clothes was mainly because he was worried about what kind of tricks the other party had left on him. The special affairs department was extremely capable, and they were extremely capable in spiritual enlightenment and technology.

Not only the clothes, but also the trousers are not allowed, but they can't take off the trousers in front of the little brother, for fear that they will get the wrong idea, so they all cater to them and take off together.

"The duck I got flew away. I didn't expect the muddy water to be so deep...'The Dharma Seeker' really didn't have a good friend, and the 'Nine Babies' was especially weird."

He took out a small bronze coin with vertical slits in his pocket, and rubbed it in his hand carefully. The bronze coin really wasn't that easy to earn.

He didn't succeed this time, and Yang Tian didn't dare to move again. "Nine Infants" should come back to get the bronze order later...

Suddenly, Yang Tian was taken aback, and there was a strange friction feeling from his fingertips.

He carefully rubbed it several times, then immediately turned on the desk lamp, and placed the small bronze coin under the strong light for careful inspection.

On the small money, there are actually dense and untraceable dots...

"Miniature?"

Yang Tian immediately called his younger brother: "Get a magnifying glass, immediately!"

The little brother on the other end of the phone looked confused, he didn't call me a girl, why did he use a magnifying glass...

Yang Tian didn't care about his younger brother's random thoughts, and hung up the phone, thoughtful.

Although it has not been confirmed yet, there are already speculations in my heart.

"I haven't finished explaining things...but still teaching the Dharma...Is that woman really a 'dharma seeker'..."

Chapter 44

Under the escort of Wang Guofang, Ye Da returned to happiness again.

In the middle of the night, the east gate of the community was quiet, except for the weak lights in the security room.

Before leaving, Wang Guofang said to Ye Da: "Xiaoye, the youth training camp in the special affairs department is a rare opportunity. You think about it, even if it's not for safety, it's always worth learning some real skills."

Ye Da opened his mouth, and could only say, "I need to think about it. I usually have a lot of studies."

Wang Guofang nodded: "Sure, you can't drop your studies, but there are many students in the youth training camp, they will adjust the time, maybe there are also your classmates from Donghai University... Although as a policeman, I say so. It’s hard, but you’ve been targeted, and if you continue to maintain your previous lifestyle, it’s risky for you and the people around you.”

Ye Da nodded heavily.

Watching Wang Guofang leave, Ye Da felt a little confused for a moment.

He is not the kind of stupid person in the movie, who knows that there is a danger of being targeted, but still goes to work step by step to give away the head.

But he has his own reasons.

Ye Jianguo's body has given him the opportunity to integrate into society, but this integration has a sense of distance after all.

He couldn't happily join the youth training camp of the Special Affairs Department like a real young man to fight for a great future.

What's more, the "ordinary" college life I yearn for has just begun, and it's just getting on the right track.

One day before, he was still working hard to get rid of Stone Needle and the two tenants, but one day later, he was already involved in more troubles.

"The Law of Living in the World", can he really cultivate and become a living person?

"I'm dead...I'm dead..."

After a lot of tossing by the police station, the dead old lady in her arm got out of her arm again.

I don't know if it's Ye Da's illusion, but the phantom of the old lady seems to be more solid than before. She has absorbed something from Old Xiao to make it look more real.

In particular, a pair of copper bell-like eyeballs looked even bigger at this time, and when he looked carefully, there were dim and erratic dots inside, and he didn't know what kind of substance they were.

But it still looks like a lack of consciousness.

The performance on the viaduct before was very similar to the performance of the ghost devouring people in Ye Da's previous ghost story. Lao Xiao turned into a decayed and old look within a few breaths, which was terrifying.

Fortunately, when Ye Da was "in his hands", he behaved relatively harmless to humans and animals, but he was a little dazed.

Ye Da thought, if she was fed some yin qi and black ice...would she become sober and more controllable.

In a combat situation, isn't this 100 times more useful than Liu Xiaoqian?

Can you kill that skin-changing girl?

When the woman was wearing the skin of "Wang Weiwen", she seemed unable to see the existence of the old lady, but Ye Da was not sure if the other party was faking it.

What a difficult woman...

After thinking about it, Ye Da didn't go directly into Happiness from the east gate, but chose to walk towards the south gate from the periphery of the community.

And the old lady above her head was not scattered by the wave, she followed Ye Da unconsciously, floating around above his head, always chanting her own catchphrase.

"I'm dead...I'm dead..."

No one in the middle of the night.

Occasionally, a car passed by, becoming the only movement in the night.

Arriving at the south gate, Ye Da looked at his target from a distance.

Where the BMW is located.

The car is still parked here, the autumn is dry and dusty, the car has already accumulated a thin layer of dust, and there are more tickets in front of the windshield, occupying almost a third of the area, I don’t know if the traffic police want to generate income or something , which are not dragged away.

And in front of the BMW, that haggard figure reappeared.

If he looked tired a few days ago, now he is like a tramp, his clothes are shiny and haven't been washed for many days, cigarette butts surround him, and the man is squatting The rear of the car is like an old farmer who has lost his harvest in the field.

The hair seems to have turned gray in a few days.

The owner of the commissary once saw that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he called the police. This guy came back here tonight, but his condition was not as good as before.

Ye Da didn't go forward directly, but looked up at the old lady above her head, constantly observing her reaction.

When approaching about 20 meters, the old lady above her head finally showed a slight abnormality.

His pair of big eyeballs no longer glanced aimlessly, but looked at the position of the suffering master, as if he felt some aura, but he couldn't leave Ye Da's surrounding area.

Ye Da thought for a while and walked forward. He had already made up his mind that if the old lady behaved abnormally, he would break her up.

Then he took a deep breath and walked towards the "bitter master" who had been observing for many days.

The middle-aged man seemed to have no reaction to the outside world, just staring at the ground, as if everything he imagined was there.

Ye Da stood in front of the man, waiting quietly for a moment.

The eyes of the old lady above her head slowly turned to the middle-aged man. There was some doubt in her eyes at first, and then she seemed to recognize something.

She widened her copper bell-like eyes, and stuck to the middle-aged man's side, as if she was sniffing his breath carefully.

Ye Da clenched his fists, ready to save someone at any time.

However, the worst did not materialize.

The old lady circled around the middle-aged man, seeming a little excited and a little confused.

At this time, the middle-aged man finally reacted to Ye Da who had been standing in front of him for a long time.

"Leave me alone.. I won't do anything..."

The voice was dry and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

He couldn't see the old lady beside him, so he continued to bow his head and smoke after finishing speaking.

Ye Da thought about it and decided to try it out.

The yin energy in the body was slowly mobilized, and poured into the right arm that had just been taken back. Gradually, three straight tattoo-like marks appeared on the arm, extending from the forearm to the fist bone.

Ye Da held the middle-aged man's hand with the hand that showed the vision.

The middle-aged man felt a sudden chill all over his body, shivered, and subconsciously wanted to break free.

But then there was a blur in front of his eyes, and a phantom appeared.

an old lady.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide, but his hoarse voice was stuck in his throat but he couldn't yell out.

When Ye Da's hand touched the middle-aged man, the old lady's condition also changed. She seemed to have finally confirmed the identity of the middle-aged man and floated in front of him. The dullness and confusion in her eyes gradually faded away, and her expression gradually became kinder. .

She stroked the top of the middle-aged man's head with her empty hand, and said softly, "I'm dead... I don't blame you for my death..."

Tears welled up in the eyes of the middle-aged man's intervention, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"mom!!!"

"Mom!!! I shouldn't be drinking! I shouldn't be parking! I killed you!"

Chapter 45 Mother

Fan Zhiqiang, the name of an ordinary man.

Li Xiulan, the name of an ordinary mother.

The story is not complicated. Li Xiulan's husband passed away, leaving a posthumous child. Li Xiulan, who was unaccompanied, insisted on giving birth to a child even in poverty. She named him Zhiqiang, hoping that he would not be weak because of having no father.

Li Xiulan relied on part-time jobs to raise her son firmly in the era of material scarcity. Although she was suffering, she supported the child's growth all the way, but because of her hard work when she was young, she had many diseases in her body. She didn't even die before the age of 50. If you dare to go to the hospital, you have to carry it yourself when you are sick.

His son, Fan Zhiqiang, is also considered to be successful. He went to university, achieved certain achievements, and became a successful person in the eyes of others. However, his son must have his own life and family, get married and start a family. The son lives in Daping with his wife.

Fortunately, in the same city, it is not too far away.

Good times are not long.

In middle age, Fan Zhiqiang's marriage broke down, he was frustrated in the business, and gradually became dissipated. He often got drunk late at night, worried that he would have accidents while drinking, so Li Xiulan set rules for him.

"If you get drunk outside, you must remember to come back to Happiness. Mom will open the door for you no matter how late it is."

A few days ago, Fan Zhiqiang drank until early in the morning and drove after drinking. He parked the car indiscriminately at the entrance of Xingfuli. After Li Xiulan opened the door for him, Fan Zhiqiang locked himself in the bedroom and fell asleep.

On the same day, Li Xiulan, who was making sober soup for her son, suffered a cerebral infarction and fell down in the kitchen. Fan Zhiqiang, who had fallen asleep, was next to the door without realizing it. Li Xiulan lay on the ground with her eyes open for several hours, unable to call for help. Even one sound.

It wasn't until a familiar neighbor knocked on the door smelling the burning smell that Li Xiulan was dying. She called 120, and Fan Zhiqiang was still in a coma.

120 was blocked at the entrance of the community, and the owner of the car was the patient's own son, but neither the neighbor nor the doctor knew that there was a sleeping person in the locked bedroom of the widowed old woman's house. At that time, she was in a hurry and didn't even think about checking the room. Li Xiulan herself was speechless, but her eyes kept staring at the door, as if she was worried about something.

When Fan Zhiqiang woke up in the middle of the night with a severe headache and saw the mess outside the door, but his mother had disappeared, he realized that something serious had happened.

Afterwards, he lost his soul and squatted in front of his car like a homeless man. He had nowhere to go back, and he didn't dare to go back. He struggled for several days in self-blame and pain.

This is the story of the old lady and the middle-aged man.

Inexplicable information entered Ye Da's mind along his right hand. The three stone needles exposed this tragedy in front of Ye Da.

Ye Da sighed.

Fan Zhiqiang's snot and tears seemed to drain the remaining water in his body. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously, making a thumping sound.

"Mom! I'm sorry for you!"