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The small square of Foxiang Pavilion, just behind the geoyuan hall, is actually a small flower bed, a green space, next to two long rows of seats, a small swing, it is a place to rest and rest.

At this time, it was already dark, but there were still three or two people hanging around the small square, and there was a person lying on a seat, dressed in tattered black clothes, with his head unkempt, holding his hands, and curled up in the seat.

Now the weather is getting colder and colder, but this person is not wearing much, trembling slightly from time to time, and from the dress, he looks like a bum.

However, on the opposite side of the seat, on the other seat, there was a big white-haired dog lying on his stomach, lazy, with his eyes closed, as if he could not feel the cold of the night, and his tail occasionally flicked left and right unconsciously.

It seems, like this homeless man's raising, as the saying goes, dogs don't hate the poor, this is true, this person has no tile on his head, no warm clothes, but the big dog next to him still does not abandon it, just stay aside, sleep on the street with him, the loyalty of dogs can be seen.

In the small square, there is also a small swing, on the swing there is also a person, hanging his head, I don't know what he is thinking, the swing is not pushed, and he is not seen, but he sways and swings, and it seems that the person is quite leisurely.

It's just that this swing looks relatively small, obviously for children, but this person is tall, not to mention one meter eight miles away, very strong, sitting in this small swing, even the iron railings on both sides of the swing are rattling, as if he can't bear the pressure of his weight, as if it may break at any time.

The people next to him, both adults and children, walked around, as if they wanted to find a place to sit and rest, but there were only two seats. One slept with a homeless man, and the other lay on his stomach with a big dog that looked fierce.

The two or three children had the intention to play on the swing, but for some reason there was a big man sitting on the swing, and the swing was full. Still swaying, ignoring the life or death of the swing, the children were dumbfounded, gritting their teeth, but they didn't dare to step forward.

The two men couldn't get used to it, and stepped forward to reason with the big guy. But before they could speak, the big man only looked up at them slightly, and the two of them felt numb all over, as if they had been beaten by electricity, and quickly turned around and pulled the child to go around elsewhere.

As a result, these few people who hang out are no longer interesting. Gradually, they all dispersed and went back to their homes, and there was silence in the small square, except for the occasional snoring of the man on the seat, and the rattling of the swing frame under the persecution of the big man on the swing.

As time passed, the night grew darker and darker, and several shops around the city were closed. The lights were turned off, and the little square became darker.

Suddenly, in a closed shop not far away, another gap opened, and a figure came out with his head down, looked around, and walked lightly towards the small square.

This man walked very cautiously, constantly looking around left and right, probing his brain. It's like you're watching something, and it's like you're looking for something.

Soon, the man walked over to the seat of the small square, looked left and right, and frowned. On this side is a homeless man who is sleeping soundly. On one side was a big dog with a fierce face, this man stretched out his hand to push the homeless man, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the white-haired dog on the other side made a vicious hum, startling him, and when he looked back, the white-haired dog opened an eye at some point, staring at him viciously, and bared out a mouth full of white teeth

The man hurriedly retracted his hand, looked at the big white dog that was about to pounce, also bared his teeth and smiled, withdrew two steps, scratched his head, muttered something in a low voice, turned around and walked to the side, and looked around again, but he stopped, and wanted to return to the seat, but he was afraid of the big white dog's eyes, so he had no choice but to wander around there.

About another five minutes or so passed, the man suddenly stopped wandering, looked down at his watch, and then took out a white glove from his bosom and quickly put it on his hand.

And at this moment, from the passage on the other side of the square, a hazy black shadow suddenly appeared, fluttering towards this side.

As soon as the man appeared, the person who had come earlier immediately became nervous and walked over to meet the man.

The two happened to meet in the middle of the square, and when they met, the man before suddenly opened his mouth and uttered a series of strange words and phrases that people could not understand.

And after this person finished speaking, the black shadow that came from behind, wearing a black trench coat and a huge hood hat covering most of his face, the whole person was hidden in the darkness, and slowly spoke, speaking in that kind of language that people couldn't understand.

The two of them spoke in a very low voice, as if they were whispering in their ears, and the words they said were even more inexplicable, muttering, mumping, chirping, and speaking quickly and softly.

Soon, the two of them seemed to end the conversation, nodded to each other, as if they had reached a consensus, but the previous person seemed to be a little afraid of the person who came after, always lowered his head slightly, and seemed a little restrained when speaking, at this time he seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, and after stopping the conversation, he saw that the person turned around and walked back, stood in place for a few seconds, as if thinking about something, and then slowly turned around, shook his head, and walked on the way back and forth.

The two met in a hurry, said a few words, and then hurriedly parted and walked in two directions.

The man from earlier, after meeting with another person, seemed to be preoccupied, frowned, and walked eagerly forward.

It's just that he wants to go back, but he has to pass between the two seats. Just as he walked to the middle of the seat, he was looking down to think about things, but somehow, he hit his head on something hard, he was caught off guard, let out a low oops, reached out to cover his head, looked up, but then his eyes widened, and he looked ahead incredulously.

There's nothing in front of this.,It's a good smooth road.,Did you hit something just now? How, like a wall

He covered his head, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he walked forward again, but unexpectedly it was slamming again, this time he was on guard, but the collision was not heavy, and he hurriedly reached forward and touched it.

It's just that something unexpected happened, where he just hit his head, he stretched out his hand but there was nothing, no matter which direction he touched, it was empty, and there was nothing in the air.

Strange, he showed a surprised expression, tentatively stretched out his feet again, leaned forward, and there was still nothing, his hands and feet could be guò.

What's going on? This person's expression was a little surprised and puzzled, judging from the situation of hitting the head just now, it is a bit like a ghost hitting the wall, but the saying that the ghost hitting the wall usually means confusing people, that is, the ghost will set up a lost way on the road, so that people go there, and their eyes will be fascinated, and the place that is not the road is regarded as the road, and the original location of the road cannot be seen in their eyes, so the person who hits the ghost hitting the wall is often in a circle in a place, but no matter how he turns, he can't turn out, and even some people encounter this kind of thing on the road at night. Circling around a big tree overnight is nothing new.

However, since the ghost hitting the wall is to make people get lost, what happened to the one who hit the door of the brain just now? Could it be that the upgraded version of the ghost hitting the wall, the ghost hitting the wall?

It's impossible, he knows how to do something about it, the charming tricks of ordinary ghosts should be ineffective, besides, this ghost hitting the wall itself is not normal, he has never heard of this situation.

He scratched his head, with a confused look in his eyes, as if he was very puzzled by this matter, thinking about it, as if he suddenly remembered something, he looked back at the two rows of seats, and there was still a person lying on one side, and a dog on the other, and he was standing in the middle of the person and the dog, listening to the man's snoring and snoring, but his heart was getting more and more confused, what the hell was going on

This person's eyes are getting more and more wrong, looking at the front a little stupid, suddenly raised his feet and walked forward, naturally followed by a bang, this time the collision was even stronger, but he didn't seem to know the pain, but his body was blocked and couldn't pass, and his eyes gradually showed anger and confusion, but he stepped forward again

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang"

This person's head is like being shot and broken, and he can't enjoy hitting it once, and he hits it there one after another, as if he has lost his mind, and he vows not to give up if he can't hit it, and he keeps banging and hitting forward.

But even so, he still couldn't get through, but his whole person seemed to be demented, and he didn't know how to take a detour, or find someone for help, or find another solution, but only knew how to hit him with his life

Man is flesh and blood, and although there seems to be nothing in the void, it seems that there is a gate that he can never cross, and it is firmly blocking his progress. The sound of banging on the door became clearer and clearer, and the banging sound made people feel unbearable to listen to, but this person didn't realize it, and still slammed forward, once, twice, three times

Soon, the man's forehead hit his head and blood flowed, and the blood was dripping all over his face, and his whole person looked like a demon, but he was still expressionless, just gritting his teeth, as if he was taking the invisible wall in front of him as an enemy, and he would break him no matter what!

But in fact, it was only his forehead that was broken, and after all, the manpower was limited, and after a moment of collision, the strength of this man became more and more exerted, and finally, after I don't know how many times he was hit, he rolled his eyes and staggered and collapsed to the ground

After this person just fell to the ground, the snoring homeless man lying on the seat next to him suddenly turned over and sat up, looked down at the unlucky guy who knocked him unconscious, and frowned: "Uh, Xiaomao, are you really good at saying this?"