I suddenly felt that the guy Surreal Engine was actually quite pitiful, and he had been staying in that small room since he was born, and it was only today that he had the first opportunity to come out and see the outside world.

Seeing him squatting on the ground like a child, drawing circles with his fingers, I couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in my heart, and I couldn't bear to blame him anymore.

"Pull me up. ”

The surreal engine looked up at me a little dazedly and sighed, "Huh?"

"Ahh

"Oooh! yes!" the surreal engine nodded and reached out to pull me up.

Seeing me slap the dirt on my body, he leaned behind me and asked in a low voice, "Do you agree with me using the retainer's body?"

I waved my hand impatiently, "Go away, go away, don't get so close to me!"

Seeing that he was standing a little farther away, I sighed, nodded helplessly, and said, "That's right, I agreed!"

"Oh yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Seeing him dancing with his hands, I couldn't help but complain, "Don't make a fuss, you made a celebratory gesture from many years ago." ”

I complained about the surreal engine, as if trying to say something to contradict me, when I heard two car horns suddenly sound outside the building.

"The recovery team should have arrived, I'm going to open the door for them!" I said to the surreal engine, and as soon as I was short, I drilled through the hole in the wall next to me.

As soon as I poked my head out of the hole, I felt a strong wind hit the back of my head, and the strong breath pierced the hairs on the back of my neck. The guy who sneaked up on me was so fast that I didn't have time to react.

Just when I thought I could only close my eyes and wait for death, there was a loud "thud" above my head, and then I saw a familiar figure fly out of the top of my head - the man was completely black, with a bare buttocks and a familiar coat.

I couldn't help but be furious, and shouted at him loudly, "Wang Fugui'er, your uncle, you dare to attack me?!"

Just at the last moment, it was the surreal engine that controlled the body of the family property and threw a punch, which flew Wang Fugui and saved my life.

Wang Fugui's body was knocked out from a distance, and it hit the courtyard wall of the funeral home with a bang, and the wall was half pulled with a bang.

His old voice came from afar in that direction: "Soldiers are not tired of deceit! Stinky boy, today you have made me suffer a great shame, and I will peel your skin and cramp in the coming day to vent the hatred in my heart!"

"That's a lot of nonsense... I muttered something in a low voice, then reached out and pointed in that direction, shouting at the surreal engine behind me, "Kill that old bastard!"

The surreal engine manipulated the retainer's body and jumped over with a thud, where the sound of ping-pong brawls rang out.

The electronic voice of the surreal engine suddenly sounded in my head: "Wu Zheng, you quickly open the upgrade interface and install a new plug-in for me, with this basic form alone, I feel that I can't beat this old calf!"

As soon as I heard this, I quickly opened the subsystem upgrade interface, flipped to the plug-in page twice, and my finger first clicked to the green slot, and three green plug-ins to be selected appeared in front of me.

Before I could see what these three functions were, the voice of the surreal engine sounded in my head again: "Hurry up and pick the second one!"

I was also a little nervous when he urged me, so I ordered the second one without looking at it.

"Hurry up, don't be bothered, open the first white slot!" The voice of the surreal engine sounded in my head again, "Forget it, you listen to me directly, the 5 plug-in slots from front to back, the first three choose the 1st, the 4th choose the 2nd, the 5th choose the 3rd, hurry up! This old calf is going to remove the retainer's arm again!"

My brain was really a little messed up at this time, so I didn't have a head and no brain, so I did as he said.

Immediately I saw that this guy suddenly turned into a flying form, two huge palms grabbed Wang Fugui's body at once, hugged it tightly in his arms, and the engine of the lower body immediately turned on full power, making a loud noise like a rocket launch, and then flew to the sky with Wang Fugui.

I watched from behind in dumbfounded, craned my neck to watch them get smaller and smaller in the sky, gradually turning into a small point of light, and couldn't help but ask in my heart the surreal engine, "Superboss, what are you doing, Superboss?"

My mind remembered his voice, which seemed to have a bad signal, intermittent, "This... This guy's body is too strong... So so... Method.. It can't be solved at all... I'm going to get him out ... Earth.... Atmosphere.... I'm going to keep going... Fly forward... After a while... Time.... You take it back ... Retainers. That's it. Finish.... ”

a DJ? This is okay? This is out of the confines of the imaging space, and then it is awesome? You can even go to outer space??

I was trying to get in touch with the surreal engine, but I couldn't hear him at all, just a loud noise, and I felt like the signal was being greatly disturbed right now.

Let him fly for the time being, I'll have to hurry up and open the door for the recovery team, and if it drags on for a while, it's going to be dawn, and if I really wait for the funeral home staff to come to work and find that the morgue has become this ghost, then I'll really be finished.

I walked quickly along the road I came to the gate of the funeral home, and outside the door was a familiar extended business van, which I hadn't seen clearly before, but this time I realized that the van was originally dark blue, and there should be the badge of the Guardian Alliance on the body, which was the three hands of different skin colors, held together end to end, forming a triangle.

I opened the big iron door of the funeral home and let the van in.

The car stopped beside me, and the glass window of the cab rolled down, revealing the face of a young man, about twenty-five or sixteen years old and about the same age as me, with a small flat head, I don't know why, and he wore a pair of sunglasses at night, and he said to me a little lazily:

"Wu Zheng, the D-class guardian of the imaging group?"

I nodded, indicating yes.

This little flat head continued to say to me in his characteristic lazy voice: "Hello, I am from the recovery team restoration office, my name is Miao Yilong, and I am responsible for restoring the scene for you." ”

This person speaks in a lazy tone, which makes people feel an inexplicable sense of alienation, I am like this, you give me warmth, I also warm up with you, if you ignore me, I don't have so much nonsense about you, so I said to him very simply: "Okay, please follow me!"

I led the way in front of the avenue, and this Miao Yilong car followed me slowly and leisurely, not in a hurry at all.

The building with the morgue is actually quite close to the gate, and it takes a short walk to get there.

I stood next to the cab and stretched out my finger to the building, and said to Miao Yilong in the car, "This is it, I'm sorry for you." ”

Miao Yilong nodded, didn't speak, pushed the car door and walked down.

This guy is 1.8 meters tall, much taller than me, his body is very thin, and under the light of the car, his skin looks like he hasn't shone in the sun for a long time, and there is a sickly paleness.

He stood in front of the building, looked up at the building a little lazily, nodded, and then suddenly inexplicably took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one from it, and then lit it with his own lighter, and took a deep breath.

I stood and looked at him dumbfounded, not knowing what this kid was trying to do? Didn't he say he was going to repair the scene? Why did he still smoke?

He turned his head to look at me, and when he saw that I was staring at him intently, he suddenly had a look of sudden realization on his face, and he took one out of his cigarette case and threw it to me, "One shot?"

As soon as I reached out and grabbed the cigarette, I was a little completely confused.

Looking down, it was a middle, south, and sea stick, alas, I never liked to smoke this kind of raw smoke—

Wait a minute!

Central, South and Maritime ????

My memory suddenly went back to more than a month ago, it was a morning when I had just woken up from my sleep, I couldn't tell whether last night's car accident was a dream or reality, just when I forced myself to believe that it was a dream, I suddenly found that in the ashtray full of yellow cigarette butts, there was a white cigarette butt standing out from the crowd.

And I remember that the white cigarette butt was the three words "Zhong", "Nan" and "Hai".

Could it be that this kid was the one who dealt with my car accident at that time?

I don't think anyone else smoked at work, and they left their cigarette butts in my home, which was still a civilian at the time, causing me a huge problem.

Miao Yilong saw that I took the cigarette, but did not light it, shook his head sarcastically, and then took a deep puff of the cigarette.

I've never seen anyone take such a long breath, and the lit Zhongnan, Nanhai, and Hai, he only took a light puff, and it had already burned to the end of the cigarette.

He held his breath and threw away the cigarette butt, then exhaled the cigarette into the building in front of him with all his strength.

The building was enveloped in smoke for a moment, and I immediately understood that it was no ordinary smoke, but that the building looked like a mirage, writhing in the smoke, as if it were some kind of optical illusion.

At the same time, I faintly heard a rumbling sound coming from inside the building, as if someone was moving the cabinets to put them back in place.

After only about two or three minutes, the smoke gradually cleared.

At this time, the building has been restored to its original state, the large hole in the wall is gone, and I guess that the cabinet inside the urn and the bed of the corpse must have been restored to their original positions, and the floor should be intact by now, right?

I watched all this in amazement, and couldn't help but admire this Miao Yilong brother, turned my head and hugged his fist at him, "Absolutely, brother, what is your name for this hand?"

Miao Yilong smiled slightly, raised his hand and waved his hand, "Don't ask, it's just an ordinary special phenomenon." ”

I saw that he didn't want to say, so I didn't ask again.

Seeing that his task had been completed, Miao Yilong pulled the car door and entered the cab, preparing to drive away.

I saw him leaning over when he was wearing a seat belt, leaned on the car door and asked, "Brother, do you see me familiar?"

Miao Yilong couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard me ask, and looked at me carefully, "No, have we met before? Or do you see me familiar?"

"Ahem~~" I coughed twice in embarrassment, "No, that's fine, maybe I'm thinking too much." ”