Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Illusion of "Asking for a Dollar Reward, Thank You"
A slightly fat body, not tall, estimated to be forty years old, looking at the man who was coming towards him, his eyes fluttered for a moment, and at the same time, a sense of déjà vu arose in his heart.
Probably didn't expect Xiao Qiang to come with a male surname, and the man who seemed to know Xiao Qiang walked in front of him, the corners of his mouth subconsciously outlined, and a slightly rich face showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. But when he got closer, when the middle-aged man saw Zhang Yang's face, his eyelids raised sharply, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but be surprised when the smiling expression appeared on the man's cheeks just now, and at this time Zhang Yang remembered why he had a sense of déjà vu for this man.
At the same time, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered the driver of the bus that sent himself these freshmen to the army base at the beginning of military training. After staring at the man's face for a while, Zhang Yang was even more sure that this person was the driver at the beginning. But before Zhang Yang could think about it, Xiao Qiang next to him shouted coldly: "Uncle." ”
"Zhang Yang, this is my uncle, Xiao Haiyang." , probably remembered something, Xiao Qiang's face flushed slightly, her elbow touched lightly, and Xiao Qiang reminded in a whisper: "This is my own uncle." ”
There was a sudden shock in his heart, and a vague feeling flashed in Zhang Yang's heart in an instant. Even so, that hazy aura, no matter how hard Zhang Yang thought at this time, he could never grasp the context.
may have noticed Zhang Yang's pause at this moment, Xiao Qiang was slightly annoyed and touched Zhang Yang with her elbow again, and at this time, Xiao Qiang's eyes were obviously full of undisguised intimidation.
Grinning embarrassedly, Zhang Yang forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart, and nodded at Xiao Haiyang in front of him: "Uncle Xiao." ”
"Yes." , For some reason, Xiao Haiyang didn't seem to be very kind to see Zhang Yang, and responded lightly with a perfunctory meaning, and turned around directly, walking towards a two-story old building not far away: "Come over together." ”
didn't seem to understand why his uncle's face was suddenly a little ugly, Xiao Qiang secretly glanced at Zhang Yang's face, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after seeing that Zhang Yang didn't have any unhappiness. After a slight hesitation, Xiao Qiang secretly stretched out her right hand and pinched Zhang Yang's slightly rough palm: "It may be the reason why Uncle Zhang died suddenly, my uncle is quite unhappy, don't think about it." ”
"After all, there are a lot of ways to run the crematorium. Whether this burns well or not, there are really a lot of doorways. It is also because of this that I specially asked my uncle to come over first to find a relationship, after all, he has a lot of acquaintances here, and he often comes and goes here. Subconsciously explained to Zhang Yang, Xiao Qiang nodded at Xiao Haiyang's back, and quickly followed.
Originally, it was just Xiao Qiang's unintentional words, but at this time, it was not suppressed in Zhang Yang's ears. Thinking of the place that lacked black fog just now, and the figure that inexplicably retreated because of Xiao Qiang's appearance when he was attacked at the entrance of the clinic the night before, at this moment, the vague aura in Zhang Yang's heart just now became clear in an instant.
Such an unbelievable guess floated in his heart, and Zhang Yang subconsciously triggered the warm current in his body. And in an instant, Zhang Yang's eyes changed again. But when he took advantage of Qi Xiaoyao's pupils and looked at Xiao Haiyang's figure in front of him again, Zhang Yang was really stunned.
The imaginary abnormality did not appear on Xiao Haiyang. Even in Zhang Yang's eyes, Xiao Haiyang is too much, too normal, just like the most ordinary figures on the road, only one shoulder is red, and at the same time as the gray candle flame, there is a red diaphragm around his body, and there is a gray mist. Not only did it not show up the black fog in its imagination, but even a little golden light never existed.
couldn't help but open and close his mouth a few times, and a self-deprecating wry smile appeared on the corner of his eyes. Thinking of his surname that has become more and more suspicious during this time, Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly. Just as Zhang Yang was about to disperse Qi Xiaoyao's pupils, his eyes suddenly stabbed violently. Even because of such an abrupt pain, Zhang Yang's body shook, and he almost fell to the ground.
Closing his eyes, Zhang Yang silently felt the warm current in his body, and realized that there was no situation on the verge of bottoming out, and Zhang Yang couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart at this time. While steady, there was a bit of a handful of footsteps in an instant, and Zhang Yang raised his hand and touched the position of his eyebrows.
For example, when using Qixiao Yaotong recently, there is always an awkward feeling in the center of the eyebrows, and even when Zhang Yang used the Qixiao Yao pain, there is a little more discomfort in the center of the eyebrows.
closed his eyes, and in an instant, the pain in his eyes disappeared little by little. But while his right hand was touching his eyebrows, Zhang Yang's face changed suddenly.
Touching the position of his eyebrows, Zhang Yang clearly felt that there was a small pit the size of a coin in the center of his eyebrows. Not only that, Zhang Yang also touched the middle of the small pit in the center of his eyebrows, and puffed up a small bag about the size of a small fingernail. Even in the flamboyant touch, in the middle of the small bag, I felt that there was a very shallow and shallow gap.
The moment he noticed this situation, Zhang Yang's hairs stood on end. Even recently, because of all kinds of unbelievable things, Zhang Yang feels more and more that this world is a little ridiculous. But even so, in the final analysis, Zhang Yang was born in the new century and grew up under the red flag. Because of the influence of scientific concepts since childhood, Zhang Yang inevitably trembled at the moment when he touched the center of his eyebrows, and even his face turned a little whiter unconsciously.
"What's wrong with you?" , Noticing that Zhang Yang did not keep up with his pace, Xiao Qiang paused for a moment, and at the same time, he couldn't help but glance back. At this time, seeing Zhang Yang's obviously abnormal state, Xiao Qiang suddenly ran over anxiously.
Mo said that Zhang Yang is not a girl, but a girl, and most of them rarely have the habit of carrying the mirror with them at all times. Seeing Xiao Qiang, whose cheeks were full of anxiety in front of her, because of the tremor in her heart, Zhang Yang still had so many scruples, and subconsciously opened her mouth to ask Xiao Qiang: "What do you think is wrong with me here?" ”
"Huh?" , looked in the direction of Zhang Yang's finger, and when she saw the position of Zhang Yang's eyebrows, Xiao Qiang paused slightly for a while. But after seeing that the position of Zhang Yang's eyebrows was indeed not the slightest abnormal, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but raise her slightly cold little hand and touched Zhang Yang's eyebrows: "It's okay?" ”
Looking at Xiao Qiang's cheeks in front of him, the confused expression that was not fake at all, the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched a few times. couldn't help but raise his hand again and touched the position of his eyebrows, when he noticed that the position of the eyebrows at this time was indeed not the slightest abnormal, Zhang Yang's eyes were slightly a little sluggish.
Although Zhang Yang felt that he had been a little overly suspicious recently, Zhang Yang felt that the sense of touch just now was definitely not an illusion caused by a trance. But even so, after touching his eyebrows carefully for a while, Zhang Yang couldn't help but have a blank expression in his heart.
Could it be that it was just an illusion that appeared because of that moment of trance?
After such hesitant thoughts arose in his heart, Zhang Yang's expression at this time was slightly strange. Probably noticing the faint feeling of discomfort in Zhang Yang's expression, Xiao Qiang asked worriedly: "Is it uncomfortable?" Or is it a bad rest these days? ”
Noticing Xiao Haiyang's gaze not far away, although Zhang Yang felt that his guess about Xiao Haiyang just now was just out of suspicion, but for some reason, looking at Xiao Haiyang's figure, Zhang Yang's heart seemed to be instinctive, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of vigilance.
"Maybe......", after suppressing all kinds of doubts in his heart at this time, Zhang Yang nodded at Xiao Haiyang in the distance, and the surname Suo walked over quickly. Hearing Zhang Yang's words, although she was still a little worried in her heart, Xiao Qiang only thought about it for a while, then temporarily put her mind down and trotted a few steps to catch up with Zhang Yang.
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