In an alley full of garbage, a young man in a white down jacket, with his hands under his trouser bag, walked briskly towards the end of the alley.

The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, about one meter seventy-five tall, and looked a little thin. With neat short hair, dark eyebrows, and deep black eyes, it doesn't look bright, but lazy, just because the bridge of the nose is thin and thin.

His name is Guan Qiang, and all in all, he is still a little handsome.

On the occasion of the New Year, the fireworks set off by people are blooming in the sky, gorgeous and beautiful, and gradually dissipate into the air.

Dissipating in the air seems to be the end of the life of fireworks, and merging with the air is like the continuation of the life of fireworks.

Near the doorstep.

"Guan Qiang, let's have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner when you come!" Seeing Guan Qiang's arrival, the uncle next door greeted him warmly, this year is a bumper harvest year, most people have a good harvest, and naturally their faces are full of smiles.

Guan Qiang waved his hand again and again.

"Thank you, uncle, but I still have to go home to eat with my parents, next time" Guan Qiang smiled apologetically.

The old man scratched his head in embarrassment, obviously not expecting this.

"The hibernation holiday has just ended,

I'm still a little confused,

Birds wake up the forest overhead

，

The spring air makes me very comfortable.

The sun is already red in the sky,

It looks blurry,

There are a few small trees on the hillside in the distance,

I didn't remember it before hibernation last year.

Grassy scent

, berries sweet

Drinking the dew against the tree,

Raise your head,

Tiptoe pads

，

Speed up the pace at which I grew up.

Whistling, humming songs,

Staggered to find the way

Shake your head

, rub your eyes

，

Growing up, I was a little confused. ”

Guan Qiang's mobile phone rang out, and Guan Qiang's face seemed to be full of embarrassment.

Feeling the strange eyes of the people around him, Guan Qiang consciously walked to the corner, saw that it was his good brother Liu Yang who called, and answered it.

Liu Yang's parents are the owners of an outsourcing company, although they are not rich, but they are also unattainable compared to Guan Qiang's family, but Liu Yang's hobbies are similar to Guan Qiang's, so they have become good friends.

The classmates like to take nicknames, and Liu Yang is no exception.

"Bald head, call your uncle and aunt to my house for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner."

Guan Qiang was a little annoyed.

"It's all said, don't call me bald."

"Okay, okay, bald head is angry. , so be it, I have something to do now, I'll talk about it next time. Liu Yang seemed to apologize, but he didn't have the slightest sense of making a mistake.

At the end, Liu Yang was afraid that Guan Qiang would misunderstand what he meant, so he added.

"It's crowded, it's lively."

Guan Qiang was hesitant to go.

After hanging up the phone, Guan Qiang hesitated again and again, but decided to ask his parents for their opinion.

"The call you made has already forwarded the user to the mobile center, please dial again later."

Guan Qiang frowned.

"No, shouldn't my parents be at home at this time waiting for me to come home for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner?"

But I didn't pay much attention to it.

At this moment, the flower pot placed in the bed upstairs, as if enchanted, went straight out of the balcony window and fell from the upper floor.

Guan Qiang heard the sound of noise upstairs and looked up at the sky.

But I saw a black shadow falling from a high sky, and instinctively wanted to dodge, but the muscles and bones of the body did not listen to the stimulation of the nerve center and could not move.

If there are capable people (cultivators, those with abilities are counted.) If you look closely, you will see that the pot has a light blue and seductive color attached to it, and there is also this control rune and an enhancement rune on the pot.

"Ahh Guan Qiang screamed, and the whole person fell to the ground and died.

The crowd fell silent suddenly, and then the crowd boiled again.

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted.

"Dead, ahhhh

The crowd around him suddenly became chaotic, and at some point, a young man slowly receded under the crowd.

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Guan Qiang's "accidental" death on Chinese New Year's Eve is the guidance of fate or the murder of others.

Benefit?

Eat one's heart out?

Fortunate?

It's all possible.

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