027. Folk secret master organization
Listening to Grandma Zheng tell her story, Yang Liu involuntarily substituted herself into it.
It's not that he puts himself in his shoes, but that sense of age pulls him into the memory of the nickname.
Yang Liu even had the illusion that he had returned to the evenings of ten years ago......
At that time, he and his sister moved a small chair and sat in the courtyard to cool off, and his grandparents stroked their heads and talked about the past with a smile.
They are also as gentle as Grandma Zheng, unhurried, and very comfortable.
In the prime of life, those experiences ...... It's something that everyone has.
And their green years, buried deep in the long river of time, fell on the ears of the two teenagers at that time, which was as novel as a novel.
Grandma Zheng and Yang Liu's grandparents are not much different in age, and there are always some similarities in the stories they tell about their eras.
It is precisely this similarity that rises from the ground for no reason and is established in Yang Liu's heart.
Let's just talk about stop-and-stop, a game of chess took more than half an hour to end.
At this time, it was almost dark, and Grandma Zheng was a little sleepy, so she didn't go down again.
She thought of something interesting.
With great vigor, he took out a simple wooden box from the bookcase and opened it.
Then he took out a handful of letters and handed them to Yang Liu, "Since I talked about my wife, grandma will show you our love letters, after so many years, I will always be lonely, once I am lonely, I want to share something......"
Yang Liu and the three of them took it carefully.
Open the letter.
I looked at it with interest.
These love letters were not as enthusiastic as Yang Liu imagined, but as moisturizing and silent as the wind in the mountains.
It seems to be a natural love in the depths, and then carefully manage the cherishing.
There was one of them that he loved.
It is written: "There are two kinds of people, one has a past, and the other has no past.
People who have the past love life and deplore the passage of time, so with a special love, they treasure everything they have experienced in the barn of their hearts.
What is not the past in the world?
Everything I see, hear, and experience at this moment is fleeting and a thing of the past.
Therefore, those who cherish the past look at everything with pity, at the wheat fields that are about to be harvested, at the trees that are shedding their leaves...... And you who are young and lively! γ
There are many more love letters like this.
Maybe plain as water is the essence of love to the depths.
Those intense passions are always short-lived.
The years will consume all enthusiasm.
Only that sentence of mellow nostalgia and snuggling can show the warmth of each other.
After reading the letter, Zhou Huanhuan breathed a long sigh of relief, just stared at Yang Liu stupidly, and did not make a sound.
Yang Liu tried to remain as quiet as possible.
She sighed, turned her head, and refocused on the engravings.
They all say that words are like people.
It's not that the outward appearance is similar to the heart.
It's that the heart of the child is always the same.
Regardless of whether the pure heart points to good or evil, its goal is probably full of enthusiasm.
Yang Yiyi seemed very heartless at this time, she just tasted the rhyme of the words, but she never thought about love or anything like that.
In her heart.
Perhaps only family affection is eternal.
The performances and expressions of the three of them all fell in the eyes of Grandma Zheng.
She's seen a lot of it already.
The insight that the long years have brought to her is often so to the point.
She sighed for Huan Yatou for no reason, and thought that she had to do something.
So on the occasion of parting, she specially asked for Yang Liu's contact information, in the name of talking.
Naturally, Yang Liu will not refuse.
Give your address and mobile phone number in both hands.
It is always convenient to take a taxi in the scenic area, and after a while, the willow will embark on the way home.
As the night deepened, Yang Liu and her sister returned home before ten o'clock.
After chatting with my aunt for a while, talking about the day's itinerary, and taking a hot bath, Yang Liu quickly fell asleep.
The crossroads outside the wind-rolling community.
Two young men squatted on a stone pile.
A man with handsome eyebrows and eyes, fair and delicate skin, and a beautiful man who does not look like a man.
A thick eyebrow and big eyes, a yellow face and thin muscles, the two characteristics are matched together, honest and weak at the same time.
The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes took a puff of cigarette and said, "Chen Sheng, do you think this kid named Yang Liu is worth our trip?" β
Chen Sheng put his hands in his pockets, "Zhang Shitie, you have to think about it, what we like is his weirdness, not him, what his talent is, we don't need to care." β
"In my opinion, he's nothing special."
"If you look at everything, the world will become hopeless."
Chen Sheng scolded and scolded, "The organization will not be targeted for no reason, the weirdness hidden in Yang Liu's body is only showing its edge now, and when we recruit him, we will dig it out again, it will definitely be a big help for our organization in the future." β
Zhang Shitie scratched his head.
He still couldn't figure out why.
Organisable orders are never justified.
He simply didn't care so much.
"Those old guys don't show up themselves, they want us to do everything!"
Chen Sheng took out a pack of cigarettes in Zhang Shitie's arms, opened them and found that there were none.
He was suddenly angry, "Zhang Shitie, your pack of cigarettes is gone after only half a day?" β
Zhang Shitie spit out a smoke ring, "I'll just take this mouthful, smoke more and it won't get in the way." β
"Sooner or later, I'll you to death."
"Dead? I've never been afraid of this. β
What a stone in a pit.
It's smelly and hard.
"It doesn't matter if you die, but don't let Lao Tzu smoke second-hand smoke all the time! You're cool, I'm the one who gets hurt the most! β
Zhang Shitie said in disgust: "Oh, you are so annoying, why don't you stay away from me when I smoke?" β
"I'm not going to do the mission with you next time."
"Don't talk nonsense, let's talk about it, shall we call that kid out and abduct him directly or visit him?"
Chen Sheng pouted, "Of course you called it out, you came to visit in the middle of the night, you are not afraid that everyone is afraid." β
"It's annoying to use strange powers again."
"Didn't you complete a C-level summoning mission last time, and the accumulated physique reserves are enough for you to use thirty-eight or nine times, right?"
Zhang Shitie shook his thick eyebrows and asked, "How many times is thirty-eight or nine times?" β
"Quite a lot."
"Some strange events require ten or eight strange powers to be solved from contact, not to mention that this is not solving strange events, it's too wasteful."
Chen Sheng glanced at him, "Hurry up, it's rambling, don't you bother." β
"Sometimes I want to beat you up!"
"Did you hit me?"
Zhang Shitie snorted lightly, "You should be glad that you are still intact now." β
After saying that, he didn't say anything more.
His expression became solemn.
γConjuringγ
He jumped like a great jumper.
Unleashed his strange powers.
Under the street lamp, his behavior is particularly eerie with the quiet environment.
A call came out of his mouth.
"Willow~"
"Wake up~"
"Come to me~"
"The soul is gone~"
ββ¦β¦β
The voices of those calls were not loud, but they had a penetrating power.
From the intersection gradually drifted into the community.
A few breaths passed.
The voice rang in Yang Liu's ears.
He was sleeping soundly.
Suddenly, he was awakened.
Just as he was feeling a moment of confusion, his head suddenly became a little muddy and groggy.
I couldn't help but get up and open the door and walk outside the community.
Wearing pajamas, he walked unconsciously.
The cool breeze of the night blew on him, regaining some consciousness.
He struggled to break free from his control.
But the effect doesn't seem to be that great.
The body still walked involuntarily, out of the community, and approached the direction of the intersection.
"That kid got hit!"
Zhang Shitie smiled, "It doesn't seem to be very powerful, the struggle is a little weak, this kid is afraid that it is an embroidered pillow again."
It's better to let people deprive him of his weirdness, and save land and destroy the heavens! β
Chen Sheng snorted, "Are you stupid?" Is it easy to deprive the weird? Those in the Mystic Alliance are already putting pressure on the organization, and if they are used in moderation, they are afraid that they will arouse public outrage.
Besides, how effective can the weirdness of grafting be? Five points is amazing, some things are still original! β
"When will we be able to talk on the stage?"
Chen Sheng glanced at him, "It's simple, as long as the fist is hard enough." β
"Let's hide it."
At this time, Yang Liu was less than a hundred meters away from the two of them.
Yang Liu instinctively sensed that something was wrong.
If you let them pull it.
I'm afraid I'll be like a marionette.
He hated the feeling.
He tried to stop himself from stepping forward.
But his thighs were as heavy as lead.
He was ruthless, biting his tongue hard, and a stream of fresh blood flowed in his mouth.
The pain prompted it to sober up for three points.
He immediately banished the haze that was hiding in his mind.
Moments later, he regained control of his body and regained his mobility.
Looking at the two people fifty or sixty meters away.
Yang Liu was furious.
is also a secret master, how can he do it to himself without a reason?
This is so deceitful!
Zhang Shitie's eyes lit up, and he frowned: "He woke up." β
"So what are you waiting for? Hurry over and catch him, and when he arrives at the base, there are means to get him from us. β
"But my strange power of conjuring spirits has been broken by him, and I can't cast another spell on him for the time being."
Chen Sheng said impatiently: "Isn't this still me?" β
The two ran towards Yang Liu, and Yang Liu did not dodge, and the three of them met in a narrow way.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Shitie smiled, "We are a folk secret master organization, and we came to you tonight to let you abandon the darkness and join our organization, we guarantee that you will be more valued than you in the secret master alliance." β
Is there any mistake?
Digging into the corner?
Look at their strange power to control people, it is not too strong, otherwise Yang Liu would not have broken the ban just by biting the tip of his tongue.
Therefore, Yang Liu felt that there was no need to make false promises with them.
Now that they are all shameless.
Then it's good to be accompanied!
Yang Liu sneered, "So it's your sincerity to control my mind?" β
"We're just trying to get you out for a chat."
"Do you think I'm a fool?"
Chen Sheng smiled, "I don't care if you are a fool or not, since we have come to the door, we will not give up, and if you don't join us, you will have a lot of trouble." β
Zhang Shitie threw the cigarette butt in his hand, "Actually, your status as a member of the Mystic Alliance does not affect joining us, the two can coexist." β
Yang Liu stepped on the cigarette butt with one foot.
showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and said viciously: "Didn't your mother teach you to have a sense of public morality?" β
Chen Sheng licked his lips, "Oh? Crazy enough, I like it, I hope you can keep being so hard! β
"Less nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!"
As soon as the words fell, Yang Liu punched out.