noffsinger Chapter 381 Playing with Reality
Chapter 381 Playing with Reality
Let's go back three days.
On the black soil of Northeast China, whenever it snows heavily, wild game is everywhere in the mountains and forests. At this time, foreign tourists or locals will go into the mountains to hunt, bringing homemade tools to set traps or something, and some brave ones will bring their privately hidden double-barreled shotguns.
It can be vaguely seen that it is a temple house. The people who were traveling together were preparing to find a place to rest on the ruins. A few of them simply cleaned up and moved the rubble away, thinking of clearing a piece of open space so that everyone could make a fire and gather around it to keep warm.
"It's obvious that no one has been to this corner. We might have come here to steal something."
"Forget it, you haven't touched anything yet. Let's put on the condom and go around separately to try our luck."
"That's fine. It wouldn't be a big deal if I go back empty-handed."
"Chang Haier, please say something."
"Stop making a fuss, Liu Bo'er, come and see what this is. Does it look like a human hand bone?"
"What is that? Let me take a look."
"Oh my god, this is just a hand bone, why is there such a thing?"
"Don't make a fuss, Kunba. Look, there seems to be something buried under the ground. Come over and help lift the stone above."
"Okay, guys, come over and lend a hand."
"This is a knife that was smashed by a little kid, why is it still here?" Chang Haier pulled out the knife, weighed it in his hand, looked at it twice, and handed it to Liu Boler. He continued to search under the stone to see if there was anything else.
Without saying a word, Liu Boler took the knife in his hand, raised it above his head, and stared blankly at the blade, which was still as smooth and bright as new, in the sunlight.
"Oh my god, there's nothing here except skeletons. I don't know if the broken knife this kid smashed is worth much."
"Brother, shouldn't we call the police?"
"That's right. Logically, we should call the police and talk about it when we get back. What if this thing is worth a lot of money? If we go back empty-handed, we can still brag about it... Hey, Liu Bo'er, what's wrong with you, Kunba? Why are you just standing there?"
Others also noticed that Liu Boler's condition was not right. The hand holding the knife changed from one hand to two hands, and he stabbed at the person squatting on the ground. The knife fell with one hand and the other with another.
"Stop it, stop it, Liu Bo'er, what are you doing? Ah...ah."
Chang Haier was so scared that he rolled on the ground to avoid the sweeping knife. He crawled and shouted loudly to wake Liu Bo'er up, but unfortunately, he was responded by the cold blade.
Liu Boler was killing like crazy, but it was a pity that there was no BGM at this moment. On the contrary, it felt a bit creepy.
After killing the last person, the vitality in Liu Boler's body was sucked away by the magic sword Zhiwan in his hand. He lowered his head and stared at the ground with empty eyes. The magic sword Zhiwan was also stuck vertically into the ground.
Two days later, the families of several people called the police. The police closed the mountain and investigated. When they found several people, one policeman wanted to reach out to grab the magic sword, but was also controlled. Fortunately, an old criminal policeman was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he shot the reckless man directly on the arm with a bullet of truth, thus controlling the situation.
A gag order was issued and the case was reported to a special department. This is not something they can handle.
Next, Gao Lian, the head of the Northeast Region, came forward and asked one of the Ten Lords to help temporarily seal the demon sword Zhiwan.
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With a "bang" sound, Tianran Dai clapped his hands and tried to grab the popcorn that had just popped out.
"Eat less. I'll be stewing goose and chicken with mushrooms in a iron pot. Don't you want to eat them?"
Tianran Dai patted her belly under her flowery cotton jacket and hummed proudly, "Don't worry, there's room for it."
"Eat as you like, and I'll take you to work after you finish eating."
"Leave it to me, don't worry."
Of course the job Zhang Lang was referring to was to kill the little ghosts. He would not allow the remnants of Bi He Ren to continue living freely. For example, Zhang Lang did not understand why Old Zhao, who knew everything, returned the magic sword to the Ishikawa family. Could there be any ghosts in this Nadutong?
It's surprising that they didn't hand the demon sword over to the Tang Clan for disposal. You have to know that the Tang Clan returned three out of ten times, so it's very interesting that they avoided the Tang Clan in this matter.
Since Higashinin's Qingping wants to take root in our land with those little Karami, let them become black fertilizer and evaporate when they turn gray.
Tianrandai is a professional in this field, providing one-stop service without any discounts. She is even more professional than Sister Baoer, who is a professional buryer.
You want to turn around and go back to the country of the devils, but guess what? It's impossible. The egg yolk wasn't shaken apart for you, so it's considered that you didn't bring the egg. If you want to turn around, you have to turn around for real. This is a real game.
"Let's do it."
"Got it."
"Let's go to the bathing center first."
"Ah? It's a big goose stewed in a iron pot, isn't it?"
"For bathing in the whole country, look to the Northeast, and for bathing in the Northeast, look to Fengxian, which has a buffet..."
"Let's go." Tianrandai's eyes lit up, and he felt that the popcorn in his hand no longer smelled good.
The two places with the most up-to-date information are taxi drivers and the gathering place of the aunties at the entrance of the village.
Take a taxi.
"Let's go to the best bathing place in Fengxian." The first words Zhang Lang said to the driver with a smile after getting in the car.
"Brother, you must be from another place, right?"
"Ah."
"Then you have found the right person. I am not bragging to you, but I know everything about Fengxian."
Zhang Lang smiled but said nothing. It would be difficult to explain if you take a detour later.
Tianrandai kept eating like a silly girl, while Zhang Lang chatted with the taxi driver in a disjointed manner.
The taxi driver, who seemed to be in a spacious room, took Zhang Lang on a small road.
See through, don’t say through.
In an era when one hundred yuan could save Ling Lingqi's life, yet he dared to charge Zhang Lang twenty yuan for a taxi. The starting price was five yuan for a distance of several kilometers, and the taxi even took a detour through the meter. Ha, tui, he wouldn't be able to eat four dishes in his lifetime.
"Master, I think you have great driving skills, but I heard that there is a strange noise in the engine, and there are also some problems with the shock absorbers and brake pads. Trust me and go check it out."
The God of Concept is online. Although the driver was given money, it was not much, but it was so bold that it must be rectified.
"Brother, are you that good? Can you tell it right away?"
He calls me brother and is very affectionate to me, but he just doesn't do anything.
"I am a professional in car enthusiasts. Trust me."
"Brother, you are not fooling me, are you?"
"If you didn't take a detour, I didn't fool you."
"Uh, how can that be? Big brother just likes to make jokes."
"Hahaha, but I am indeed a professional car enthusiast. Look, your engine check light is on."
"Oh my god, it's really bright now, what's going on?"
"I think you'd better wait for someone to come and tow your car. If you drive away directly, I think something will happen on the road."
Zhang Lang grinned, stacked the driver with the God of Concepts buff, and pulled Tianrandai out of the car in a swagger.
The driver was left standing there like a turtle, not knowing whether to leave or not.
As he was hesitating, with an uncertain look on his face, not knowing what to do, a taxi came up from behind with two people in it.
"What's the matter? Dude, are you asking someone to cook you?"
"Oh my god, Brother Youcai, you came at the right time. Please help me check if there is anything wrong with my car."
"What's wrong? I think it's you who's sick." Youcai said this but his body was honest as he got out of the taxi and walked to the front of the taxi to look at it. "What's going on?"
"I just picked up two people. The guy was a bit evil. When he got out of the car, he told me that my car engine made a strange noise. Then I heard that the sound of the engine was not right. He also said that there was a problem with the brakes. Now I dare not drive."
"Did you take someone on a detour again? That person must be from another place."
"That tall, fair-skinned man over there, who looks like a rich man, is accompanied by a silly girl who only cares about eating."
Tianrandai looked at Zhang Lang with innocent eyes. Zhang Lang twisted his mouth, thinking, this kid is really an old man who has eaten arsenic.
Zhang Lang's figure flashed and he returned to the taxi driver. He grabbed his arms with his big hands and squeezed them imperceptibly, breaking his bones. He smiled crookedly and said, "I won't blame you if you take a detour, but you can't be so careless as to say that she is a silly girl."
"Ouch, it hurts so much, Brother Youcai, save me, save me." Zhang Lang casually pinched the taxi driver's arms, causing him to sweat coldly. Deng Youcai raised his hand and slapped the taxi driver in the face.
"What are you calling? Do you know who this is?"
Zhang Lang's mouth twitched. How could this awkward scene of pretending to be awesome and then getting slapped in the face be so disgusting? . .
"Brother Zhang, ah no, Mr. Zhang, I was sent by the company to pick you up. I didn't expect to meet you here. Hahahaha, my brother is blind, please be merciful and let him go."
Zhang Lang tilted his head and smiled, and Deng Youcai's scalp felt numb.
"Hey, um, wait a minute." Deng Youcai had read Zhang Lang's information, and thinking that his brother Youcai's face might not work, he turned around and ran to the car and muttered to the people in it.
Zhang Chulan whispered awkwardly: "I'm not familiar with him either."
"Sister Baoer, are you familiar with him?"
"improvise."
"Sister Baoer, please help me."
"Your kid is on the road, I'll go talk to him."
Zhang Chulan wanted to stop him, but after thinking for a while he didn't say anything.
Sister Baoer put on her hat to cover her long straight black hair, got out of the car and moved to Zhang Lang's side. She still looked dazed, and spoke very cleverly: "Did your kid take a detour?"
"Brother Youcai?" The taxi driver looked at Deng Youcai.
Deng Youcai glared at him with his triangular eyes: "Why don't you return the money to them quickly, quickly."
The taxi driver thought to himself, I’ve already been in this situation, so why should I get a refund?
"Oh my god, give him back his money, is this true or not?"
Deng Youcai raised his hand and slapped him: "Don't waste time, you little bastard, be smart."
"Wait, you don't have to return the money, just leave it for him to repair his car and pay for medical expenses."
"Mr. Zhang, for Sister Bao'er's sake, please don't bear grudges and let's just forget about it." Deng Youcai smiled apologetically. The man in front of him was invited by the board of directors to help. The knife was very evil and no one could help it. In the end, it was Guan Shihua, one of the Ten Lords, who stepped forward to seal it temporarily. It was a lot of effort.
"Yes, for my sake."
Seeing Sister Baoer take another look at Zhang Chulan who was sneaking around after getting off the car, she originally just wanted to teach the taxi driver a lesson, so she didn't want to make a fuss about it. She smiled and nodded: "Okay, I still have to give Sister Baoer face."
Deng Youcai thought to himself that Sister Baoer still had face, so he quickly said, "Mr. Zhang, I apologize on behalf of my little brother. It just so happens that my superiors asked me to pick you up at the train station and take you to the hotel together. It's a coincidence, so let's go together."
"I have other things to do, so I can't go." Zhang Lang was afraid of seeing the people from the Ishikawa family, so he couldn't help but give them a slap.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, if you need anything, just hail a taxi and tell me your name, you can find me. My name is Deng Youcai."
Zhang Lang smiled, waved his hand at Deng Youcai, and said, "Okay, I'll find you if I need anything."
After saying that, he nodded to Tianrandai and turned to find Tianrandai to study bathing culture.
Deng Youcai wanted to stop Zhang Lang and ask him what happened to the driver who was almost rolling on the ground in pain.
"Brother Chu Lan, you both have the surname Zhang, can you help me ask him what's going on with my brother?"
Zhang Chulan sat in the passenger seat, huddled up, and scratched his head awkwardly: "I'm not familiar with him."
"What should we do?" Deng Youcai turned around and slapped the driver. "I told you to take a detour, you bastard. I told you to take a detour, you bastard."
"Brother, brother, brother, stop fighting. That's not what you said. If you run into the southern little potatoes, they have money, but you should take a detour."
"I... I meant that we could take a detour when the road is being repaired. You guys are just talking nonsense."
Deng Youcai glanced at Sister Baoer’s clever eyes with his triangular eyes.
"You have talent. Did your kid just take a detour?"
"How can that be possible, Sister Baoer."
"Hey, you kid is not kind."
"Hahaha, Sister Baoer, can you help me see what's wrong with this brother?" Deng Youcai laughed and changed the subject.
Sister Baoer didn't really care. Xu Sanhui from the company would reimburse her. She glanced at the driver who was already lying on the ground and said with certainty, "I can't cure a bone-splitting hand."
"Oh, what should I do? Doesn't the company have a rule that aliens can't attack ordinary people?"
“He is not under the company’s control.”
"Hey, you know what, the Zhang family really doesn't keep idle people. There's Zhang Tianshi in Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zuolin when it snows in the Northeast, Zhang Tielin, a professional emperor, Xiaoge, a tomb robber, and Zhang Xianzong when you have a toothache. Now here comes this old man."
"You missed one, Zhang Chu walking his bird under the moon..."
"Sister Baoer." Zhang Chulan, who had been sitting in the car and acting as if it had nothing to do with her, could no longer sit still and spoke out to stop them at lightning speed.
"What are you calling me for?"
"Well, let's go to the hotel quickly. The Ishikawa family must be waiting anxiously."
"Fuck, let those little brats wait and see. I think we shouldn't have returned the broken knife. If these troublemakers take it back, who knows what trouble they will cause."
Zhang Chulan, who successfully changed the subject, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. It was really overwhelming in this icy and snowy weather.