"It's just that my uncle's cat is a bit big! My cat is a little small, but it's all born in one litter!"

After a while, the murderer glanced around, threw away the abacus in his hand, and mysteriously lowered his voice and said, "There is something I want to tell you!"

In short, when he saw the murderer like this, he pricked up his ears to show that he was listening.

"This cat in my house is very powerful, and it won't break its leg if it is dropped from the second floor!"

"Really, fake?" Jian Yan looked incredulous.

"Really!" "You don't believe me, you're not my good friend."

"I don't believe it!" Jian Yan looked at the second floor of the murderous house, which was an empty platform.

"I'll drop this cat, look at it!"

"Don't, don't—it's cruel!" Jian Yan shook his head desperately.

"You still don't believe me! You watch!" Before Jian Yan could finish speaking, he grabbed the pastoral cat from Jian Yan's hand with a fierce smoke, only to hear a tragic cat meow in the distance.

"Dengden Deng-" Before Jian Yan could react, the murderer had already run to the second floor. The cat was already in his arms in the air, and there was solid ground below.

In a nutshell, he covered his eyes with his hands and didn't want to see the cat's tragic death.

"Jian Yan's eyes widen!" shouted Jian Yan, who was standing on the second floor, to Jian Yan below.

An object is in free fall in the air.

"Boom-"

Even with his eyes closed, Jian Yan still clearly felt that the light forehead object landed beside him, and then ran away like a frightened rabbit.

.......

The environment is vague, illusory but not real, dream-like, and difficult to distinguish between the real and the false.

One day, the murderer suddenly found Jian Yan, and immediately after.

"You have this mobile phone, you need to use it!" the murderer took out an object from his pocket and said suddenly.

Jian Yan looked down at the mobile phone handed over, and played with it on the mobile phone, a very old old machine, which could only make and receive calls, and couldn't see anything special about it, "What is this?"

"It's going to be used!" The fierce expression didn't seem to be joking with himself, and after a long time, he put away his phone in a nutshell.

"Anything else?"

"Be careful, I'll go first!" said in an eager tone, as if there was something urgent to deal with, and hurriedly said goodbye to Jian Yan.

Jian Yan continued to walk forward, and suddenly a magnificent and huge tomb appeared, and he was surprised, surprised, wasn't this in front of his own house? How could there be such a scene on a small hill that should have been planted with small trees? I saw two unnamed stone carving evil gods standing on both sides of the Rashomon Gate with huge hands in their hands, twenty-two zhang high, and the end of the road could not be seen behind the gate.

When he walked up to him, Jian Yan looked up and realized how small he was.......

........

"Simply, don't sleep on your stomach, get up and eat, well—why is your forehead so hot?"

"I want to sleep.... It's uncomfortable!"

.......

"Doctor, please help me take a look at my child, he's hot and talking nonsense!" said the man, who looked to be only twenty-five or sixteen years old, in an urgent tone, looking very worried.

"Yo, it's a cold and fever, isn't it? When did this happen?"

"That's it when I come home from school in the evening. When I came home from work, I saw the child sleeping on his bed, and I wanted to call him dinner....."

"Fortunately, it was delivered early, but fortunately it was not a big problem, I have an infusion here, and it will .....be fine tomorrow morning," said the barefoot doctor Yinfeng.

The man nodded, and then he was relieved. Only then did I find that my hands were crossed and sweating.

"Eh, grandma!" Vicious, who had just walked into the clinic after dinner, suddenly saw Jian Yan lying on the chair.

"Isn't that a nutshell? What's the matter? You played with me in the afternoon, why are you sick?" Three steps and two steps came to Jian Yan's side, looked down at Jian Yan sweating profusely, his mouth was chattering, and his brows couldn't help but worry.

"Are you Jianyan's classmate?" the man asked casually.

"Yes, we are classmates, what's wrong with Xiao Yan?"

"It's okay, I'm sick!"

"No, you just happened to play with me!" Vicious asked, shaking his head in disbelief.

When the man heard this, he was taken aback in his heart, and couldn't help but look carefully at the boy in front of him.

.......

Jian Yan walked along the gate for I don't know how long, as if he heard the voice of someone talking around him. After walking for so long, Jian Yan also wanted to rest for a while, so he leaned his back against the guardrail, and suddenly the guardrail was bent by Jian Yan's weight, and the body fell quickly with a "click-" sound.

"Ahh......h