The moment I thought of this, I immediately took out my mobile phone and called Lao Liang, and the call was through, but no one answered Lao Liang's side. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I called several more times in a row, but the call kept going. But no one answered!

Finished!

This time something was really going to happen, I quickly got on a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, and rushed towards the barrage dam, the night was very cold in the early morning, and when I arrived at the barrage dam, it was a white fog all around, and I didn't dare to turn on the headlights too fast.

After getting off the motorcycle, I walked into the barrage dam and looked around for the traces of Lao Liang. Recently, the weather has slowly cooled down, Lao Liang should not stay here, I gave him money, no matter what he said, he has to rent a house to live.

After thinking about it, I left here, but at the same time as leaving, I habitually took out my phone. Dial it to Lao Liang.

And just as I was about to walk out of the barrage dam, a mobile phone ringtone came from the darkness: You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me leave you with my heart......

I was stunned, and now I was standing at the mouth of the bridge, looking towards the bridge, in a corner of the darkness, there was a little light, and the bright light shone on the bridge, and the color changed from time to time.

When I walked over and picked up the phone, I opened the screen and saw that there were several missed calls, and the names of the missed calls were prompted. It's Xiao Liu!

This must be Lao Liang's mobile phone, but now his mobile phone is there, but no one is there, and eighty percent of them are in danger.

When I returned to the house store, I was really sleepy and couldn't bear it, so I asked the man in black to put away the package for me, hide it closely, and curl up on the sofa to sleep for a while, ready to go to the ghost king again during the day.

After all, my energy is also limited, and I can't be like a machine, spinning around 24 hours a day.

The first thing you do after waking up during the day. It's about opening the package. Look at what the man in black gave me, and it seems to be too hidden to be known. Even his own identity didn't want others to know, and when he saw the arrival of No. 73, he jumped into the river and fled.

When I opened the package, there was a book inside, this book was nameless, and there was no so-called cover, I was a little surprised at first, so I opened it and looked at it.

Not to mention, at first glance, I almost laughed when this guy actually gave me a comic!

That's right, it's a comic, or that kind of black and white comic, although the painting is very good, but I hold this comic in the palm of my hand, and I always feel like laughing, how old am I, where do I have time to read this every day.

But just as I continued to look down with the mentality of just looking, slowly, I couldn't laugh.

Because the character in this comic book turned out to be me!

The storyline depicted above is from the time I started to be the driver of the last train on Route 14 to this moment, and when I turned to the latest page, I found that it was a blank.

This comic is not thick, but the back third of it is completely blank, and no scene is depicted. I thought to myself: Isn't this finished yet? But it was just given to me before I finished the painting, which is not right.

I started rummaging through the back and found the latest comic, which showed a man sitting at his desk, holding a book, looking down closely.

Isn't this what I look like now?

I sat at my desk, looking at the comic carefully, and the next page was blank.

Dare to love this book will not predict what will happen to me in the future? But I'm 100% convinced that the man in black gave me this book is absolutely useful!

Even if I can't predict the future, at least I can seize the opportunity when things take a turn for the better.

I closed the comic and thought to myself: I'll go to Lao Liang in a while, no matter what, even if there is only a slight chance, I will give it a try!

Then I put the comic book with me, and I went to the toilet, and when I came back from the toilet, I wiped my palms clean, and when I drove out, I took out the comic book and looked at it again, and this time, I was happy in my heart, and I said: That's right! That's it!

On the latest blank page, a cartoon appeared, which depicted a man wearing a trench coat and riding a Harley motorcycle, driving at high speed on the highway, and in the grass on the side of the road, a big cat was chasing him.

In addition, behind the big cat, there were many pairs of eyes staring at me, and those many pairs of eyes did not depict who it was, nor what kind of animal it was, but only two eyeballs instead.

I thought to myself: This may be the prophecy that I will encounter when I go out to find Lao Liang this time, right?

Thinking of this, I put away the comics, put on a trench coat, put on sunglasses, rode Harley, and went straight out of the house store, the first place I was going to was Lao Liang's house, I had to ask his family to see if Lao Liang had come home, or if he had received any news about Lao Liang recently.

On the road, I just drove for about ten minutes, I saw a big cat passing by me, I thought it was Su Zhen, so I stopped the motorcycle, stood on the side of the road and waited for her.

But after waiting for five or six minutes, I didn't see the big flower cat again, so I got out of the car and looked into the field, and after a closer look, although it was a flower cat, it was not Su Zhen.

Continuing to ride a motorcycle to Lao Liang's house, I didn't see any records about the kind of cartoons on the way, I didn't see any extra eyes, I kept muttering in my heart, could it be that those eyes depicted in the cartoons have another deep meaning?

Maybe it's a hint to me that I'm already being watched?

Or is it a hint to me that the owner of those countless pairs of eyes will be invisible?

If that's the case, it's terrifying, it's completely the kind of one person against an innumerable huge force, and all of them are masters.

When I arrived at Lao Liang's house, I found that everything was in good condition in his house, his wife was washing clothes at home and watching her grandson, and his daughter-in-law and son were at work.

Before leaving, Lao Liang's daughter-in-law asked me who I was, and I said that the manager of the bus station of the house store had nothing else to do, just wanted to come to Lao Liang for a drink, and I wouldn't talk about it if I wasn't at home.

Lao Liang's daughter-in-law is a real person, so she didn't think much about it, but said with a smile: That's really unfortunate, Lao Liang hasn't come back for a few days, so he should have been living in the dormitory.

In their impression, the manager will not live in the passenger station, and the manager will basically not stay at the passenger station to rest except for working during the day, so whether the employees sleep in the dormitory, in their opinion, the manager is impossible to know.

When I left Lao Liang's house, I felt very uncomfortable, and it seemed that what I was most afraid of was going to happen.

I must have been watched, not to mention anything else, at least the ghost king was spying on me, when I met the man in black for the first time, the ghost king quickly sent No. 73 to find me, but the ghost king is such a shrewd person, shouldn't he ask me for something so directly, right? Wouldn't that be just exposed? Doesn't that just show that he's spying on me?

This is absolutely incompatible with the style of the ghost king, and this is also an important issue that I have never been able to understand.

At this moment, I opened the comic book and saw that there was another comic on the blank space of the latest page. Beans and birds carry.

I stared at the cartoon and saw a young man sitting at a coffee table with a delicate glass object that seemed to be filled with blue phosphor, like a birthday present, and across from the young man, sat a man in black, and he had an ice crystal mask on his face.

But in the corners of his mouth under this ice crystal mask, an evil smile was deliberately outlined, as if there was a lot of ill intentions in this smile.

"Doesn't this mask symbolize the Ghost King?" I looked at the latest comics and muttered to myself.

I took out my mobile phone and called No. 73 and asked: I have something to ask about the ghost king now, is it convenient for the ghost king now?

Number 73 said: Wait a minute, I'll ask.

After about twenty seconds, the voice of No. 73 came from the phone again, she said: The ghost king is drinking coffee, he has time now, you can rush over, it just so happens that he is also looking for you to have something.

I was shocked, and I glanced at the comics, and sure enough, the two of us would be gathering at a coffee table!