Truly terrifying!

Not because of that bloody reality!

It's just because of this foggy unknown!

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At the end of the last article, it was said that the fat man arrived at Haicheng International Airport at noon on the 25th, and before he got off the plane, he was somehow confused by the ghost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info A beautiful flight attendant hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, but unexpectedly, the plane shook, the beauty leaned on, hugged her fat hand, and her face turned red.

Strangely, the stewardess stood up, whispered "be careful", pinched his round arm again, and walked forward.

Staring at the curvy and breathtaking shadow of the flight attendant, the fat man almost burst out with two nosebleeds.

What's going on?

He looked blankly at the passenger next to him, and found that others were also staring at him with strange little eyes, like knives, slashing at the oily face, spicy flowers.

This flight attendant, why is she familiar?

Although this reliance is not intentional, but what does this pinch mean?

Could it be that I have taken a fancy to my fat man with a dignified appearance, a jade tree in the wind, a loved by everyone, and a flat tire when the car is seen?

The fat man sat stupidly stunned, a big pot of paste in his head, stirring like a merry-go-round. When I turned my head, I saw the old man next to me - from the plane to the present, except for getting up and borrowing the road, drinking water and ordering a few "thank you", he has not said a few words, he has a silk white shirt on his body, crane hair and a childish face, and a fairy wind and bones - suddenly smiled at himself, and read: "Swing in the wall, outside the wall, pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful woman in the wall smile...... The laughter gradually faded into silence, but the amorous was ruthlessly annoyed......"

What kind of "inside and outside the wall, knives, sharpening, knocking, knocking", old man, you are full of rap and rap, Che Ke trouble, Che Ke trouble, which grandson did you learn from?

On the other side of the aisle, an international friend with white skin and blond hair and a high nose and deep eyes was staring at himself quietly with a pair of blue glass eyes, expressionless, like a wax figure; Beside him, there was a porcelain doll-like little kid, with the same white skin and blond hair, a pair of big sapphire eyes, like carved out of a mold with that international friend, probably not yet recognizable, stretching out his little hands, babbling and talking nonsense.

Looking further back, on the back of the seat of the international friend, there is a shiny bald head, blowing his nose and staring at his eyes, like a 1000-watt bulb, shiny and shining. Next to the bald head, there is a puff of straw-like withered yellow hair, it should be a woman, I saw that in the straw pile, there are two dead fish-like white eyes, faintly flipped!

Ay? How could these strange characters suddenly appear on this plane? I didn't pay attention all the way!

I'm sorry, you flowery and greedy nerd, just staring at the hot flight attendant and the fragrant lunch.

In the contempt of everyone, the fat man buried himself back in his seat, honestly put on his seat belt, and smashed his mouth.

After three to five minutes, the plane finally stopped. No one blew the whistle or gave the password, and a series of "clicks" were heard, as well as "ding ding dong" start-up sounds, text message ringtones - passengers unbuckled their seat belts, turned on their mobile phones to send and receive messages, or dialed the phone and shouted vigorously; There are also people like monkeys picking peaches, standing up first, pulling open the luggage compartment, twisting their heads, tiptoeing, and pulling down those big bags and small bags; Most of the people at the front of the cabin were like drink bottles on an automatic assembly line, one after another, sliding into the aisle and waiting in line to get out of the cabin.

The fairy-like old man next to him was dressed in a white shirt and a wisp of white beard, and sat quietly and did not move. Out of kindness, the fat man carried his backpack and reminded: "I said old man, it's all here, it's time to pack up and get off the plane!" ”

The old man smiled slightly, calmly, and said, "Don't worry...... No hurry...... Let them go down first......"

The fat man also wanted to be in front of people, so he hurriedly squeezed over to cut in line, but when he heard this slow and logical sentence, it was like someone knocked the wooden fish twice on the brain, and suddenly sobered up-

That's right! What kind of bird am I anxious about?

According to the plan, the Japanese guests will not arrive until this evening, and there is still half a day to go, so what is the hurry?

I heard the old man next to him lower his voice and said mysteriously: "I see that you are impatient, your eyes are red, you seem to have been hit by the peach blossom robbery, come, can you let me see your palm?" ”

What the? Is it a fortune teller? Fat people usually like fortune telling, as long as they are free, they will go up to count two when they meet any lottery fortune tellers, just like an addicted gambler, who will itch his hands when he sees dice dominoes. So as soon as he heard this, he immediately obediently stretched out his fat palm.

The old man took advantage of the light from the porthole, picked up the fat palm, looked at it twice, and asked, "May I ask what year, month, day, and time was born?" ”

"Uh...... On the National Day of 79, listening to the old lady should be more than two o'clock in the afternoon. ”

"Hmm......" The old man half-squinted, pinched his fingers, and said silently in his hand, "Ji Wei, Ji You, Xin Chou...... Yiwei, hehe, interesting and interesting! Presumably, this gentleman works part-time in a company, and he has another business, and he is not married yet, and his grades were average when he went to school in his early years. ”

All-in!

The fat man almost dropped his jaw in shock, this is simply a living fairy! Just by looking at the palm of your hand a few times and asking for your birthday, it's all right! Indeed, I set up a small shop in Beijing, and worked part-time as a tour guide in Sijiwang Travel Company, and my girlfriend had a lot of crushes, but unfortunately I didn't pull a small hand, and I still play a single, as for going to school, I haven't been serious since I was a child, and my grades have been at the bottom.

The white-bearded old fairy beside him smiled slightly, and a layer of golden light seemed to be revealed on the cardigan gown, could it be sent by Sister Guanyin? The fat man suddenly remembered that he seemed to have mentioned some "Peach Blossom Tribulation" just now, and hurriedly asked, "That's right, old fairy!" However, the ...... you just said"

The old man nodded slightly, and then fell into the fat man's ear—the white beard tickled the base of his neck—and whispered, "You have to be careful, there is something on this plane that follows you all the time!" Don't make a noise! After getting off the plane, I hurriedly found a bathroom, took off my underwear, and threw it away! After saying that, he stood up, put on a yellow cloth bag, and walked out of the cabin with the other passengers.

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(Passerby A: What!) No panties! People just went to theindependentstateofpapuanewguinea, Papua New Guinea, successfully corrected their mouth shape, learned standard Mandarin, and came back to see such a bridge - which great god invented a strange magic to ward off evil spirits? That's too dirty, isn't it? In the past, I had only heard of cow tears, ghosts could be seen in the head and underwear, and in the last century, there were funny comics of the island country, and the male pig's feet would become superheroes as long as they put on their underwear, and they were banned because of their heavy taste...... Are you trying to let the fat man repeat the mistakes of the past and embark on the path of restricted, undisciplined acting development? Author: Your taste is really not ordinary! ）

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The fat man stood up with confidence and determination, and when he passed by the cabin door, he did not take a look at the hot, beautiful stewardess, but hurried out of the aisle, glanced into the airport bathroom, closed the compartment with a "snap", and lightly took off the fat man's underwear - it was blue-gray, washed white, and there were two or three holes - and reluctantly threw it into the trash.

As soon as the fat guy's underwear was taken off like this, he felt relaxed, as if he had taken off a two-hundred-pound sandbag, whistled, and walked out.

It's just that I don't wear underwear, and I always feel uncomfortable when I'm empty and cold......

Accompanied by the broadcast of flight information in turn, the airport is in a hurry, bags are rolling, and all kinds of people are shuttling through the airport. The fat man took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and contacted the pick-up vehicle from Chunshan City.

Almost at the same time, more than 1,400 kilometers to the east, across the blue sea,, Japan, Keisaka City.

A luxurious manor house, the wrought iron door opens automatically, and a black Lexus LX570 drives out from inside.

In the spacious carriage, there are two people, an old man and a young man.

The eldest was about forty or fifty years old, with a flat head, a high nose, brown skin, and a cold face, like a hard mountain rock cut by a knife and an axe; A pair of eagle eyes like hooks, faintly shining with cold light. Beside him, sat a thin young man wearing a baseball cap, but with fair skin and clear eyebrows, and seemed to be a little baby fat.

Baby fat? Presumably these two ......

Not bad! It was Ito and his niece Yunnai who had bid farewell to their eldest brother and planned to take an international flight in the afternoon to Haicheng, the demon capital of our Shenwu Great Celestial Empire.

Ito was speechless, thoughtful. Yun Nai plugged her headphones and listened to a sad song:

―― Ri わの Hokage も森の色も

――Tanaka の小路をたどる人も

――蛙のなくねもかねの音も

――さながら霞める胧月夜......

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-- The shadow of the tree pierces the fire

-- People return to the ridge and step on the side

-- The frog's song fades into obscurity, and the Sanskrit sound is near

- Twilight mist, low cage Yushuo......

This is a song based on the character of Murasaki Shikibu's novel The Tale of Genji, Moonlit Night. Moonlit Night is the female official of the Vermilion Bird Emperor, who is deeply favored, and is also the lover of the Light Source Clan, a woman who bravely pursues love. Listening to the deep and distant notes, Yun Nai's shadow seemed to appear in front of his eyes......

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At 4:32 p.m., the drizzle had just stopped, and the dark clouds had not yet dispersed. A Boeing 777-200ER, like a big bird with a blue tail and white wings, roared and landed on runway 35L of Haicheng International Airport. Deceleration, coasting, turning, docking...... With a series of precise movements, the nose of the machine docked with the shrimp pot-like trestle.

Ito and Yuna walked out of the cabin with their backpacks, passed through the border control and immigration security check without a visa with their passports, waited in the hall for half a day, received their checked luggage, and did not walk out of the gate of the international arrival channel until 5:30.

There have already been many people picking up the airport here, holding protocol signs, like ducks with their necks stretched, looking forward to it.

The fat man was also covered in stinky sweat, huddled in the crowd, tiptoeing and shaking the cards in his hands, which were painted with four big characters: Hiroaki Ito.

Finally, he saw an old man and a young man inside, dragging their suitcases towards him.

"You are—the four seasons...... Uh, Director Yuan? The middle-aged man asked in Chinese.

"Ah, Aunt Irasia...... Oh, yes, yes, yes! Excuse me, are you Mr. Hiroaki Ito? "The fat man originally wanted to take out his own Chinese-Japanese dictionary, but he didn't expect the other party to speak Chinese, which the company seems to have said in advance, and he forgot about it when he was excited.

"Hmmm! Yes! The other side nodded, his eyes blazing; The little man remained silent and followed.

"It's got you, haha, I've been waiting for this for a long time, come, come, come with me, let's hurry, get in the car and get in the car, please here, here, please!" The fat man hurriedly greeted each other, and planned to help the other party drag the luggage, but was politely refused, only asking where to sell mobile phone cards.

There are a number of stalls next to the exit passage of the airport, all of which sell domestic mobile phone cards to passengers on international flights. Ito quickly picked one, plugged in his phone, dialed another one, and after a few words, he signaled that he could go.

The fat man thought to himself: This VIP is still a "threshold master", and he knows that he can buy a mobile phone card first to save an international roaming. What does that old saying come about? Rich and generous -- the richer and stingier they are, the poorer they are, the more generous they are.

The group turned left and right, walked to the parking lot, got into the car, and took advantage of the coolness after the rain, galloping all the way to Chunshan City.

The wet road, glowing with black light, was like a wide and long belt, freshly oiled and polished. Coming out of the airport expressway, it didn't take long to drive onto the Haichun Expressway, the fat man picked up the microphone in front of the car, licked his thin lips, and began to chatter.

Let's talk about this welcome speech first, although it is similar, but it has a lot of nonsense characteristics in the fat man's mouth. I saw him holding the microphone in his hand, and secretly pulled the tube of his trousers--the itching inside was panicking, and the white-bearded old fairy wouldn't deliberately trick me—he raised his voice and said:

"Aunt Irasia...... Entrusted by the boss and lady of the Shenwu Datian Dynasty International Tourism Management Committee, first of all, on behalf of all my colleagues at Haicheng International Airport, Sijiwang Tourism Group's Shangjing Headquarters and Chunshan Branch, and in the name of myself and the driver's brother, I would like to warmly welcome Mr. Ito and Miss Ito to visit for sightseeing! My surname is Yuan Guoqing, you can call me Xiao Yuan, Yuan Dao, or A Qing...... Uh, by the way, it's a great honor for Mr. Ito to speak Chinese, our two families are well-neighborly and friendly, I won't speak your language, if Miss Ito can't understand and ask Mr. Ito to translate on my behalf, thank you very much! Next, I would like to introduce to the two distinguished guests the general ...... of my Shenwu Heavenly Empire."

Before he finished speaking, Ito raised his hand to interrupt the chattering opening remarks, took out his mobile phone, and said coldly: "Uh, Yuan...... Guide, I have been to your country many times before, there are many cultural relics and historic sites, and the development has been very rapid in recent years, so I don't need to introduce the specifics. I just want to know, how long does it take to get from Haicheng to Springshan? ”

The fat man's belly words that he had prepared for a long time were blocked in his throat, and he couldn't jump out, as if a soda can that had just been opened was suddenly gagged again, and a series of bubbles were swollen and popping inside. He blinked and replied, "We are now driving on the Haichun Expressway, from the airport to Chunshan City, and it will take about two and a half hours if there is no traffic jam on the road." He looked at his watch again, and said, "It's past six and five o'clock, and at this rate, it should be half past eight in the evening." ”

"yes, okay." With two words in Ito's mouth, he stopped talking, lowered his head and sent a text message on his mobile phone, leaned his head on the seat, closed his eyes and rested. The girl next to her had already fallen asleep with her head tilted.

Hey, these two, that's disrespectful to our hospitality, isn't it? Brother Ming named the two VIPs who asked me to come all the way to pick up the airport, and they fell asleep like a gourd? …… The fat man is like a play that has smashed the play and froze on the stage, facing the audience who are cheering and falling asleep, he can't get off the stage for a while, he can only rely on the inertia that just now, and he doesn't need a microphone, and he mutters a long sentence in his mouth - "You have traveled a long distance and the saddle horse is tired, just rest first, and I'll greet you when you get to Spring Mountain", turned around and sat on the front seat, and quietly scratched two more crotches. scolded in his heart: What, what white-bearded old fairy, this bad idea, it's too late to regret it now, is it difficult to let the driver turn around and go back to find that pair of underwear? Alas~! And then the egg! It's really pitiful for that panty brother who shares weal and woe!

He didn't know that before the first pair of briefs was sold in Chicago in the United States in 1935, no one in ancient times, ancient and modern, from the emperor's relatives to the common people, whether men, women, young or old, knew or wore this kind of underwear rich in modern innovation, at most a set of wide underpants or petticoats similar to pumpkin trousers. Even Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, after stealing the fruit of the Tree of Wisdom, only took a fig leaf to cover their private parts. For this, God also punished Adam for having to work and Eve for having to give birth and suffering on earth. Therefore, to a certain extent, underwear, like bras, is a product of human wisdom and civilization; It is precisely because people have become smart that they invented and put on underwear. And for fools and madmen, that's superfluous......

The fat man originally said a word from the east and the west, chatting with the driver about meat jokes, and unconsciously dragging his saliva and sinking into sleep.

The wheels are rolling, and the evening breeze is gusting. The blue-black night, dotted with jewel-like stars and moonlight, was pulled into the sky by a pair of giant hands, covering the nonsense, nonsense, and nonsense in broad daylight. Gradually, I saw more and more neon lights, like a group of drunken imps, flashing in the distance.

Night, half past eight, Spring Hill International Hotel.

It seems that there had been a shower before, and there was some water on the road. The silver-gray Buick business car "squeaked" and stopped at the welcome desk of the hotel. The fat man woke up very professionally, rubbed his mouse eyes, wiped his fat face again, and turned his head to look behind, Ito had already woken up, sitting in the dark like a wolf with bright eyes, and the girl next to him was also awakened in a daze.

A doorman wearing a little red riding hood, white gloves, and a long-sleeved red shirt greeted him and opened the door, bowed politely to the tip in the guest's pocket - "Hello sir! Welcome to Chunshan International Hotel! The fat man took advantage of the night to scratch his trousers, and he didn't agree, let alone tip, Ito also walked by expressionlessly, but Yun Nai took out a banknote and handed it over, and the doorman lowered his body to take it and thanked him repeatedly.

The lobby is luxuriously decorated, with crystal hanging lamps, resplendent gold, parquet floor tiles are smooth like mirrors, and the light can be seen. On the wall of about three stories high, there is a huge gold lacquer mural placed, pavilions, mountains and rivers, and four big characters in the upper right corner - magnificent spring mountain. The fat man didn't look closely, walked straight to the front desk, greeted the check-in procedures, roughly talked about the time and place of breakfast, reported the room number to each other, and the group walked into the room.

The driver is a yellow-skinned and bald man, who is already familiar with him at the airport, surnamed Ding Buwei, a native of Chunshan, smokes like cigarettes one after another, and after sitting in the room for less than ten minutes, he has already made the smoke rise, and he hates the fat man to kill people. After snuffing out the third cigarette butt, Ding Buwei stood up and said that if there was nothing to do at night, he would drive the car back to the company parking lot first, and then change the bus early tomorrow morning. The fat man said no, no, no, I'll contact you tomorrow morning, and then you've worked hard enough on this journey, so hurry up and go home and hug your wife.

Three single rooms, Ito and Yunai live on the 12th floor; The fat man lives on the 4th floor, and he can only live in a tour guide room for three people according to the regulations, but I heard that someone helped him upgrade to a single room.

It's definitely Brother Ming! It's still this old brother who is righteous! The fat man scratched the crotch of his pants that had been uncomfortable for a day, and suddenly remembered the explanation in Brother Ming's phone call in the morning, and he didn't bother to change his underwear, so he first moved his fat fingers, searched for the address book number, and sent a text message-

"Brother Ming: I have arrived at Chunshan International, room 8413, looking forward to recovery. National Day"

Squint, there are a lot of "daily necessities" on the bedside of this room, and there seems to be a pair of light green underwear like compressed biscuits, and the price is listed, uh, 58 yuan! Plus a 15% service charge! Grab the money, ah, this is! Lao Tzu's fat panties with a long history, full of elasticity, and outstanding achievements, although the style is a little old, but it only costs 8 yuan 8 to buy a dozen at the beginning. This brother has followed us for all these years, going through ups and downs, enduring humiliation, and without complaint...... It's hateful that I fell into evil today, and I believed the nonsense of the white-bearded old man, and I was ungrateful and abandoned at Haicheng Airport, and I guess I'm crying and fainting in the toilet now!

is infinitely remembering his underwear brother, and when his mobile phone lights up, it is a text message from Brother Ming-

"Don't make a noise, come on! At 10 o'clock, at No. 178 Wuyi Road, at the entrance of Bayi Bar, I will send a car to pick you up. Also, change my mobile phone number to 'Stone Pier'. Burn it after reading! ”

Hey! "Burn after reading" - this phrase still seems so familiar and intimate now, just like it did more than ten years ago, which means that I should delete this text message as soon as I read it. The fat man smiled happily, took out a pair of clean underwear from his backpack and put it on, also blue-gray Fat Guy brand, washed white, with two holes. But after thinking about it, he couldn't laugh, why did he change his name? Burn after reading? What the hell is going on with such a mystery?

wiped a fat face, the fat man was excited, and hurriedly changed the address book according to Brother Ming's intentions, and deleted this set of text messages and previous call records...... I hurriedly put on my trousers and just fastened my belt, when I heard a knock on the door, and someone knocked on the door!

"Who?" The fat man vigilantly opened the cat's eye and peeked out. This look made him break out in a cold sweat!

The cat's eye was deformed and perspective, and I saw two figures standing in the dim light of the corridor outside the door:

A white, dressed in a cardigan, smiling, is the old fairy with white hair and white beard!

The other, this pink face and red lips, plump breasts and thin waist, and blood-spurting, is the flight attendant!

They? Why are you here, knocking on my door?

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(Passerby A: Not like this!) Shocked! Didn't this old man get off the plane? Why didn't the stewardess fly away, but she came with her like a ghost? Give me a reasonable explanation! Author: Don't worry, don't worry, I want to know what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown. ）