Chapter 12 There are other preparations
The golden Libra seemed to be stimulated very strongly, and after running out of Lin Qing's house, it was going in a certain direction, constantly teleporting to the maximum extent, and passers-by couldn't even notice that she was passing by, a black shadow flashed by, looking more like her own dazzle-well, if there were still passers-by in the city now. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Just as the golden scales flickered all the way to a more remote place, a very pompous guy appeared in her path, raised his hands and waved them high, and shouted loudly with a smile on his face.
"Hey-well, the golden scale, or what do you want me to call it? Mrs. Leader, or Mother Mistress or something? β
ββ¦β¦ Are you, Thunderfire? The golden balance stopped in front of the thunder fire, grasping the handle of the umbrella with his right hand and the closed umbrella surface with his left hand.
"Bingo, the mistress actually remembers it, and the villain is grateful." Lei Huo picked a random title, and Golden Libra didn't seem to care much about it, "Okay, I guess you probably want to ask, how exactly did I get in front of you." β
"Uh......" looked at the golden scale that was silently looking at himself, unresponsive, but he put on a gesture of drawing a knife at any time, Lei Huo put on a few funny expressions, in order to relieve his mental pressure, "Okay, whether you want to hear it or not, in short, I want to explain." Well, I threw out a 'super intuitive' buff, uh - can you, change the move? β
The golden balance stared at Lei Huo motionlessly for a few seconds, and finally slowly let go of his left hand, and changed his movement - pointed the tip of the umbrella at Lei Huo's throat, stopping at a position about three centimeters away from the Adam's apple.
"Uh......" The muscles on Lei Huo's face twitched for a moment, and finally a smile froze, "Well, this is at least a little safer than that Pose with a knife drawnβmaybe." β
After glancing at the golden scale again and confirming that the other party had no intention of changing his posture again, Lei Huo finally let out a long sigh: "Okay, if you like it, then that's it." Uh-huh, I guess you're going to ask me next, what did you come to do? Quite simply, I'm here to help you. β
Lei Huo said with a smile full score, it turns out that if Lei Huo hadn't encountered these messy things, he would just be an ordinary secondary two teenager, as long as he wanted, he wouldn't starve to death if he went to be a cashier.
It's a pity that this is useless for the golden scale, after being with Lin Qing for a long time, seeing this moment of full smile, no matter who it is, they will be vigilant, and smell the smell of danger and conspiracy.
"Okay...... three seconds later, Lei Huo withdrew his smile and put on a serious face again, "It's worthy of being the master mother, this level can't affect you at all." But I'm not exactly lying, I'm here to try to save the leader. If I'm right, that's a good help, right? β
Then, the two looked at each other for another five seconds, and then, just before Lei Huo made his next move, the golden Libra finally spoke again: "I guess, next, you will - discouraged, or rather, give up, like, give up on yourself." β
"OKOK, I'll admit it, I-" Lei Huo smiled again, spread his hands, and exuded a relaxed atmosphere all over his body, and then, hearing the words of the golden scale, he was stunned for a few seconds and whistled, "Wow." β
"Your set is far worse than Lin Qing." As he spoke, Golden Libra was also stunned, lowered his head, and pinned his face to the side.
"Is this the unfolding of a wave of sadness that swells up in my heart when I think of the chief?" Lei Huo's lips barely moved, and he whispered.
"'How dare you lie to me!' When she caught the Precursor inside, she seemed to say so. In the palm of Lei Huo's hand and scratching his head, a golden eye opened, "People with stories." β
"Well, people with stories." Lei Huo nodded thoughtfully, "However, because there is a story, so becoming a villain or a hero or something, it is a relic of the last century." It's popular now, but it's ours. β
"What is popular is the hero who is motivated by interest and the pervert who is born dark, but it is not the tease and middle two disease that came out of the womb of the mother."
"Speaking of teasing--I always feel like I'm not happy at all lately......" Lei Huo subconsciously wanted to smack his lips, but he held back, "Wait--Speaking of which, you know so well, when the leader was caught-you-"
"Well, the Precursors asked me for help, so I arrived just in time. But-I'm not so involved in the Precursor's affairs, right? The two-color ball laughed, "So I watched the whole time." β
"Hmm-" Lei Huo dragged out a long tone and nodded, "It makes sense, it's really not good to meddle in this kind of thing." β
"Then, the time is almost up, and the master mother should also get rid of the self-doubt that she began to start when she found out that Lin Qing had been lying to herself, but she was only overly excited this time." Lei Huo looked at the golden scale carefully, and then whispered, "You're almost at ease, right?" I'll leave the question here. You hurry up and get ready for 'that thing' -- well, and get my teammates here. β
"Hey-coughing up blood thunder, you have become more confident now~" The two-color ball laughed again, there was a little more melancholy in his voice, and in the palm of Lei Huo's hand that no one noticed, the eyes turned clear sky blue, "Although it's only been a few months, everything is different." β
"Phew, damn retarded." Thunder Fire snorted coldly, scoffing at the sentimentality of the two-color ball.
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The dazzling white light gives people a miserable white impression, and under the illumination of this light, everything around is a little faintly blue.
The same blue, with his hands tied behind his chair, surrounded by a circle of professional soldiers who exuded a murderous aura, thirty or forty years old, but already as vicissitudes as a middle-aged man, with a face full of embarrassing stubble.
"Wu Gui, male, 33 years old, from Liuyang, Xiaoxiang Province, his father Wu Dong and mother Jin Yu are both farmers and the only son in the family. At the age of eighteen, he went to university in the magic capital, and after a year, he left the rural hukou, and after another year, he suddenly disappeared, did not contact anyone, and the relevant information was deleted from the hukou network, becoming a 'theoretically non-existent person'. β
"Y-how do you know......" the turtle said with wide-eyed eyes and a little trembling lips.
Sitting across from the desk was a middle-aged man in a crisp suit, whose hair and nails had been visibly carefully groomed, exuding a shrewd and capable air all over his body. If it weren't for the fact that he had a few inconspicuous wrinkles on his face that had been carved by the years, he would have been almost indistinguishable from a young man in his twenties and thirties.
The man sat straight at his desk, face to face with the silent turtle, in stark contrast.
The man smiled, like a parent looking at a disobedient child who was coquettish, lowered his head and flipped through the paper in his hand, and began to say again: "Chen Mo, male, thirty-six years old, from Taiyuan in Jin Province, father Chen Lan, self-employed, mother Jinhua, unemployed. At the age of seventeen, his parents died in a car accident and received huge insurance benefits, and since then he has had little contact with the outside world. At the age of 21, the relevant data was deleted from the household registration network. β
The turtle smiled and leaned back in his chair, the expression on his face that he didn't know how to describe, but it showed his decadent, lifeless state of mind well: "So it seems that you have tried very hard to find me." β
"Hmm." The elite responded, quickly flipped through the pile of paper in his hand, and then casually put it aside, put his hands crossed on the table, leaned forward, looked into the turtle's eyes and said, "Wu Gui, Chen Mo, Wang Ba, Chen Degui, Long Buming, paragraph...... With so many people, which one is you? β
"Hmph......" The turtle's eyes didn't dodge, but his eyes weren't focused, and they didn't make eye contact with the man, "I would have hoped that you would ask how these people are doing." β
The "......" elite looked at the turtle and did not move, as if waiting for the turtle's explanation.
"Look, you can't confirm that these people aren't me, because you can't find them, right?" The turtle smiled half-deadly, "As the people's government, as the people's party, how can you not care about the people?" β
The elite smiled again, as if he had seen through the turtle: "Care, of course we care." But these people simply do not exist. It's not so much that these people's information was deleted from the official system, but that these people's information never appeared in the first place, am I wrong? β
"Do you mean that it is not unreliable computers that are being tampered with, but paper documents kept in public security departments across the country? Ha-" The turtle smiled happily, its mouth open and closed, like a fish on shore, "you are very imaginative. β
"yes, you're very imaginative." The elite didn't laugh, "So, tell me, who the hell are you?" β
Hearing the elite's question, the turtle's face turned grim, he sat up straight, lowered his voice, and spoke very mysteriously, because his movements, not only the elite, but even the surrounding circle of soldiers, were a little curious to listen.
Then, I heard the turtle say very seriously: "I am Tie Guan Li." β
The muscles on the elite's face twitched.
But the turtle's words were not finished: "It's not quite right to say this, to be precise, this body is the body of Tie Guan Li." β
The elite was stunned for a moment, and it was this stunned that caused him to not seize the opportunity to interrupt the turtle's words.
"Do you know anything about the story of Tie Guan Li? That's it, why did Tie Guan Li become the story of Tie Guan Li? To put it simply, it is to cultivate as a very advanced Tie Guan Li, one day out of his body, his soul flew out of the sky, went out to play, and let his Taoist boy guard his body. But Dao Tong had something to do temporarily, so he burned his body, and when he came back, the soul of Tie Guan Li, who had nowhere to be valuable, had to find the body of a lame beggar, so he became Tie Guan Li. β
"Don't you think there's something wrong with this story? Why did Dao Tong burn Tie Guan Li's body? Afraid that someone else will occupy this body? Is it better to burn it than to give it to someone else? Are there really so many people who can occupy other people's bodies? Think about it. β
"Pretty, right? I'm here to tell you the truth. Dao Tong was completely on his back, and when he was on the fourth day, the body suddenly stood up on its own - how could Dao Tong know if there was a soul inside, since that body let him go home, he took it as a master's arrangement. And the self-aware bodyβ"
"That's me. Thanks to the fact that Tie Guan Li had cultivated quite effectively before leaving, I could still look intact after all this time. β
The elite finally couldn't help but shout: "One--one nonsense." β
"What do you say? There are no cultivators in this world? No Iron Kidnaples? Won't there be a self-aware body? "Our world has become a game world, we have become NPCs, and a bunch of players have come in and do some mess - because you came to me for this kind of thing, you have categorically said that those things don't exist." β
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Do you see? Hahaha! The turtle suddenly burst out laughing, shouting at the soldiers around him, laughing, "This guy really believes it!" It's so funny! He really seriously considered the truth of what he said! I'm Tie Guan Li, haha, I'm Tie Guan Li-"
With this burst of wild laughter, the turtle fell to the ground directly with the stool, and then, when the elite soldiers around him reacted quickly and were about to control him, they found that the turtle had disappeared.
"Soul light!" The elite grabbed the surrounding information, rubbed it fiercely, and shouted angrily, the green tendons on his forehead did not disappear for a long time.