Chapter Seventy-Nine: A Magical Premonition (Flowers)
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Zhen Cheng hung up the wild boar tooth pendant closely, chatted with Wu Xin on the phone for a while, and then went to bed. ()
For several days in a row, Zhen Cheng has been busy carving, whether it is physical strength or mental exhaustion, the whole person feels very tired and hard. So as soon as the body touched the bed, it didn't take long for the sound of even breathing to be heard.
The white boar teeth, the smiling Maitreya Buddha, but the color is slightly dull. But if you look at the moonlight, you will find that the black elements in Maitreya Buddha are slowly flowing, slowly and subtly slowly and slowly integrating into Zhen Cheng's body. However, the color of Maitreya Buddha is getting whiter and whiter, and there seem to be crystal droplets flowing again.
The long night was long, the black elements disappeared, and the entire Maitreya Buddha was prostrate on Zhen Cheng's chest with a smile. Zhen Cheng's breathing became more and more rapid, his face became more and more red, and the short hair on his forehead was very wet and wet with sweat.
Zhen Cheng dreamed that he was being chased by the wild boar essence, running desperately and shouting loudly, but the wild boar essence still caught up with him and devoured himself. It seems that he has grown a wild boar's nose, and he grins with bared teeth. I only saw a lot of people chasing after him with guns, there was a cliff in front of him, Zhen Cheng had no way to escape, and there were bursts of laughter around......
Zhen Cheng, who was asleep, sat up from the bed all of a sudden, and slowly fell on the bed again.
It's a dream, Zhen Cheng is very happy; The head hurts, and Zhen Cheng is very depressed.
Touching his hot forehead, Zhen Cheng felt that he had difficulty breathing; The sweat rolled down one by one, and the whole body was sore.
"Did you catch a cold?" Zhen Cheng said to himself: "This is the sickest time since I became sensible!" ”
It was still dark outside, and it was still two hours before dawn. Going to the hospital at this time will scare grandpa, and there is no hospital in the mountains.
"It's pretty strong, drink some water and you'll be fine!" Zhen Cheng got out of bed and was about to pour some hot water, but he felt a pungent bloody smell coming.
"Hey, where did you get such a strong smell of blood?" Zhen Cheng poured hot water and drank a few sips and thought.
Zhen Cheng's room is not big, and it is impossible to see the things in the room smell of blood. Could it be the bloody smell of yesterday's chicken killing? But it seems to be more than ten meters away from where I was sitting, how can I smell it?
Most people have nasal congestion when they are sick, how can they smell anything in their nose when they have a cold?
The forest is gloomy, and the suffocation of Sufen makes people shudder. The shriveled branches are in harmony with each other, and the smell of woody resin is exuded in the bushes, which are randomly piled up by the leaves of the forest, and the trees are scattered under the leaves, and the smell of sawdust is eaten by a swarm of insects and ants, and the morning dew is wet into a circle of dark yellow imprints on the smell of forest soil that is almost invisible.
The smell of bird droppings, the smell of human and animal feces and urine, the smell of dried chili peppers hanging in front of Grandpa's house, and the faint bloody smell of wild boar teeth thrown in the corner of the room all lined up and rushed to Zhen Cheng's nose.
"Sneeze ......!" Zhen Cheng sneezed several times in a row, the sky on his forehead was bright, Zhen Cheng's temperature subsided, and he was cured, but when Zhen Cheng walked out of the house, he felt that this shijie aura was so disordered.
"What does this smell like?" When Zhen Cheng walked out of the room, except for a little tiredness, all the discomfort from last night had disappeared.
"Hey, this Maitreya Buddha has been shining overnight?" Zhen Cheng looked at the bone ornament on his chest suspiciously, and was speechless.
"Why did Cheng'er get up so early, do you have something to go out?" Grandpa was seven or eight meters away from Zhen Cheng, and he just looked at Zhen Cheng's side, but Zhen Cheng's voice seemed to appear in his mind.
Zhen Cheng's eyes widened in surprise as he watched his grandfather walk in front of him, and his heart was pounding and waiting for his grandfather to speak.
"Why did Cheng'er get up so early, do you have something to go out?" Old Man Zhen walked up to his grandfather and asked with a frown.
Zhen Cheng looked at his grandfather and was speechless in horror.
Is this a hallucination? Or are you too sick?
"What the hell is going on with this kid, what is he thinking with his mouth wide open? You kid is stupid, what does grandpa ask you about? Another thought appeared in Zhen Cheng's mind.
"What the hell is going on with this kid, what is he thinking with his mouth wide open? You kid is stupid, what does grandpa ask you about? ”
"Ahh What's going on! Zhen Cheng watched his grandfather stare at him like a monster. Hurriedly said: "I'm fine, grandpa!" ”
"Stinky boy, surprised!" Old Man Zhen saw that his grandson was fine, so he turned around and went to prepare breakfast.
"It's over, I'm sick this time! I'll have to go to the hospital later! Zhen Cheng covered his nose and ran into the house to change clothes.
"How can I know in advance what other people think?" Zhen Cheng was changing his clothes while thinking about the pros and cons of this matter. From top to bottom, Zhen Cheng carefully looked at every inch of his skin and felt that there was nothing wrong. I felt my body carefully, except for being a little weak, I didn't seem to have any discomfort.
"It seems that there is no discomfort except for a little more sensitive sense of smell and knowing what other people think! Do you have superpowers? Thinking of this, Zhen Cheng dispelled his plan to go to the doctor.
If you really have this ability, then whether it is guarding the door or doing business in the future, the benefits will be too great.
Zhen Cheng lay on the bed and meditated, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was better to be cautious. I can find some more people shiyan.
"Grandpa Zhen, is Zhen Cheng at home?" Guan Er's voice came from outside the house.
"In the house, you go in and call him yourself!" Old Man Zhen's voice came from the kitchen. Zhen Cheng heard Guan Er's voice and quickly sat up.
"Zhen Cheng doesn't know when he's going to leave, don't regret not taking me!" As soon as Guan Er approached the door, Zhen Cheng sensed Guan Er's thoughts.
"Is it the second brother, come in!" Zhen Cheng suppressed his excitement and waited for Guan Er to come in and speak.
"Brother, when are you going to leave?" Guan Er couldn't hold things in his heart, so he took the lead in opening his mouth without even sitting down as soon as he entered the room.
"Go on the morning of the sixteenth day of the first month, you prepare your things, and arrive" Nacheng, there are still two days, and on the fifteenth, our two families will spend it together, what do you think? Zhen Cheng didn't wait for Guan Er to speak, and took the lead in saying what Guan Er thought.
"Ah, how did you say what I wanted to say!" Guan Er looked at Zhen Cheng in surprise, and touched his head unconsciously with his right hand.
"Well, we've studied psychology, so we can usually guess what the other person thinks!" Zhen Cheng excitedly defended. It seems that he really has a special ability unconsciously.
"That's it, I'll go back and talk to my mom!" Guan Er was not verbose, got up and said goodbye and left.
After Guan Er left, Zhen Cheng shiyan on his grandfather again, and he could guess it every time. But talking like this, Zhen Cheng felt that there was no fun.
Every time you know what the other person thinks, if the other person wants to surprise you, you will never feel this way.
In the next two days, Zhen Cheng went to a crowded place several times, and although he could guess someone's thoughts, if he changed the object repeatedly, he would not be so accurate.
In addition, when facing a person, especially when staring into the eyes, it feels most accurate; And with your back to you or at a distance, you often don't.
"If only it could be controlled!" Zhen Cheng sat in front of the door and thought depressedly.
"Zhen Cheng, come and wash your hair!" Grandpa boiled the water early and stood in the yard shouting. Washing hair on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is a custom here, which is a metaphor for the dragon raising its head.
"It's coming!" Zhen Cheng was shirtless and threw the Maitreya Buddha pendant on the table!
Zhen Cheng was washing his hair while thinking, and he didn't know what his grandfather would think if he left tomorrow. Zhen Cheng stared at his grandfather, and suddenly found a strange idea a few days ago, no matter how he thought about it, he didn't remember it in his mind.
"Wouldn't it be nice to wash your hair?" Zhen Cheng didn't know whether to be happy or regretful and said to himself.
"You kid, go get dressed, wait for your Erniang and Guan Er to come. What does it look like to be naked! Old Man Zhen looked at his grandson with a smile.
"Well, I'm going to change my clothes!" Suddenly losing this ability, Zhen Cheng felt as if he had lost something important.
Zhen Cheng returned to the room and put it on, put on the Maitreya Buddha pendant by the way, and walked out to wait for Guan Erniang.
"Cheng'er, I'm leaving tomorrow, should I get him some money?" Zhen Cheng walked out of the house, and the strange idea appeared.
"Hey, why is it again?" Zhen Cheng was excited, thinking about the difference just now.
"Is it a problem with this pendant?" Zhen Cheng took off the pendant and put it beside him, and his grandfather's thoughts disappeared immediately; I can't feel the thought even when I hold it in my hand. It only feels this way when you wear it on your chest.
"It turns out that this thing is only useful if it is hung close to the chest!" Zhen Cheng shiyan excitedly several times, and finally understood the source of this strange ability.
"Could it be that wild boar has this ability, will the pendant given to Wu Xin be the same?" Zhen Cheng took out the pendant he was going to give to Wu Xin and pasted it on his chest, but found it useless; Zhen Cheng sat opposite his grandfather and repeatedly shiyan at Old Man Zhen. Poor old man Zhen played the role of a guinea pig in disguise.
Zhen Cheng figured out the reason, so he took off the pendant and put it in his pocket. It would be interesting to treat relatives and friends if you used this ability. Wonderful things can only be useful if they are used in the right places.
Solving his own problems, Zhen Cheng is very happy. happily spent a happy Lantern Festival with grandpa, Guan Er, and Erniang.
At night, Zhen Cheng listened to his grandfather's instructions and advice. Zhen Cheng also left 5,000 yuan for his grandfather. Then I prepared my own things, wild boar, wild vegetables, and some game on the car. After packing up their things, Zhen Cheng called Wu Xin, Cao Chuqing, and Zhang Jiayan respectively and told them that they would go to Hanqian City tomorrow afternoon.
On the night of parting, Zhen Cheng was a little nostalgic and a little worried about his grandfather; But there is no reluctance as before, but yearns for urban life. Touching the Maitreya Buddha on his chest, Zhen Cheng believes that the next year will be the year of his own miracles.
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