"Let me tell you an unfortunate news: the anchor's father-in-law and mother-in-law and the anchor's parents died in an accident. The anchor also left a young son who became an orphan. You know! The anchor died unexpectedly when he was working as a guard at the Confucius Institute in the island country. For what reason, the anchor has been doing live broadcasts, and we can't figure out ......"

When he saw this news, Fang Jishi's mind buzzed and he lost consciousness. No! It was his consciousness or soul that lost consciousness.

Is! Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned! The last thing Fang Keystone wanted to see was the result, and it really appeared.

How old is my son? He doesn't know!

In his memory, his son was just a child who had not yet learned, a child who did not know that his mother was dead. In his memory, there is a father and a mother. It's just that! Dad was very busy with work and rarely came back. His mother was on a recent business trip and was not at home, so he lived with his grandparents.

Right now! This lie can't be hidden. Not only did he have no parents, but he also had no grandparents. What's even more tragic is that he doesn't even have grandpa's 'milk' and 'milk' now.

Right! What does it mean to be an orphan? An orphan is a child who has no parents and no loved ones. For children who have no relatives, they are called orphans. If you're an adult, that's not what you call it. Because! It's normal for adults to have no parents and elders. But! They have siblings and offspring.

So! From this, it can be judged that the age of the son is not very old.

By the time Fang Jishi's consciousness woke up, the forum in the live broadcast room had already exploded.

The post was refreshed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was already a thousand pages later.

Fang Jishi hurriedly turned back page by page to find the specific reason. The results were not long in coming. The father-in-law and mother-in-law died of gas poisoning, and the son was not at home at the time, in the kindergarten. When school ended in the afternoon, the other children were picked up, but he had no one to pick them up. The kindergarten teacher called, but no one answered.

The kindergarten teacher was surprised and called the police. Because! There are no parents to pick up the children, they can't leave the school, and there is no way to call the police.

After receiving the police, they immediately rushed to the house of their parents-in-law, smelled a smell of gas, judged that it might be gas poison, and broke through the 'door'. As a result, it was still a step too late, and the two old men were already dead.

According to the grapevine, it may have been murdered. Because! It's not once or twice that bad guys have murdered their family. But! The police did not make a public announcement, only saying that the case was under further investigation.

After that, the son was picked up by his grandfather's 'milk' and 'milk'. But! The good times didn't last long, on the way to escort their grandson to school, the old couple was hit and killed by a drunk driver's 'private' car in order to protect their grandson, and their son was also injured in that accident.

Right now! The son became an orphan and was picked up by the leaders of the army. The wound is healed, but it can leave a permanent scar on the forehead.

Through the relevant information, Fang Jishi quickly found a photo of his son. My son's memory has grown a lot taller, and he has reached the age of elementary school. He was obviously a tall child of his age, and his eyes were melancholy. On the forehead, near the hairline, there is a noticeable scar.

Yes! This child is his own son.

Where the son lives now, the post does not make it clear. Obviously! It is deliberately not written clearly. After all! There are troops, and a lot of things are kept secret and cannot be made public.

Through the background behind the photo, he knew: this was the family home of the military district where the leader lived.

When Fang Jishi continued to flip through the post, a pop-up window popped up on the computer screen: Your balance is insufficient, please recharge in time.

"What? My balance is insufficient for me? Only then did Fang Jishi realize that he was no longer a soul or a consciousness, but a living person.

He looked around, and he looked like he was in a bar.

I? Who am I?

Fang Jishi hurriedly turned on the camera and took a selfie. Outcome! Scared the hell out of myself. Who is he? He didn't even know him. Before he could react, the computer pop-up window popped up again with a notice that the balance was insufficient.

He 'touched' his pocket and found that there was still some money in it. Hurry up to the cashier and make up the 'payment'.

"Who am I?" Fang Jishi asked instinctively.

The cashier's beautiful 'woman' didn't look at him, and replied, "Fan Jishi."

"Fan documentary? My name is Fan Jishi? ”

"Fan documentary! Come here! "At this time! At the door of the bar, a young man with dyed red hair beckoned to him.

"You? Do you know me? Fang Jishi asked.

"Nyima! You don't even know me anymore? You're your uncle! The red-haired young man scolded.

"Good, good! You're my uncle! Uncle! You call me? Fang Jishi promised on the surface, come out, and come to the red-haired youth.

The red-haired young man did not speak, walked briskly in front, came to a place where there was no one, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Why are you not dead?" Nima, are you 'Jing'? ”

"Me? How did I die? Fang Jishi also asked with a skeptical expression.

It's true! He didn't know how he had crossed back from the 'spring' and autumn periods. But! He didn't know which dynasty he had traveled to, or which parallel world.

"Did you drink the drink you were given?" The red-haired youth asked.

"Me?" Fang Jishi thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't know? I can't remember anything! I? I may have amnesia! ”

"Amnesia?"

"Me?" Fang Jishi shook his head vigorously, but he didn't think of anything.

After crossing over, he was not able to fuse the memories of this 'flesh' body, only his own memories, and he only remembered that he was the cornerstone of the square.

"Then you can die!" The red-haired youth said, suddenly pulling out a sharp knife and stabbing him in the stomach.

"You? You want to kill me? You? Fang Jishi dodged, and the sharp knife cut through his clothes, pasting against his skin.

Seeing that the other party really wanted to kill him, he was no longer polite, and hit him with an elbow.

"Plop!" With a thud, the red-haired youth fell to the ground.

"Why did you kill me? You? Fang Jishi stepped forward and stepped on the opponent's body.

"Click!"

"Ahh

Due to the force a little more, the result! stepped on the opponent's 'breast' bone. The red-haired young man screamed and fainted on the spot.

"Murder! Kill! ……”

On the street, a crowd of people eating melons shouted when they saw this.

"Me? Did I kill someone? I? Fang Jishi looked at it and shook his head. He knows! The red-haired youth did not die.