There is an evil old man in Shuangyun Town, and the old man's eyes are evil enough to kill.

"Eyes kill, eyes kill." Wang Yong was lying in the intensive care ward with his eyes blindfolded, Wang Yong had been chanting such a sentence for three days, his lips and teeth were trembling, and after three days, the fear of death still enveloped Wang Yong.

A few days ago, an old man came across the high-speed viaduct in Shuangyun Town, an old man wearing a leather trench coat with long hair to cover his face on a hot day.

The elevated highway does not restrict pedestrian traffic, and it is not strange for the elderly to wear a leather windbreaker, but it is strange that Jiangnan August Day wears a strict leather windbreaker. August in Jiangnan is the hottest time of the year, and it is strange to put an egg on the road in the hot weather to bake the heat wave, and it is strange to wear a leather jacket to sway on the elevated road without fainting to death.

The bridge deck paved with black asphalt, the hot solar melts the asphalt of the bridge deck, walking on the soft asphalt is like walking in a cauldron, the high temperature of the road surface of seventy or eighty degrees can bake people out of oil, no one can wear a leather coat in the sun to sway leisurely, if there is, I am afraid that I will not be able to walk for a minute and have to call the 120 emergency number.

But the old man was not only wearing a leather coat, but also wearing a pair of boots on his feet, with his back hand standing up and pacing in the hot sun, wandering all day on the viaduct that could not find a trace of shade, and the spirit of walking did not land at all, but tasted it on the Shuangyun Bridge, stayed on the bridge day and night, ate on the bridge and slept on the bridge and took the bridge as his home.

The construction of Shuangyun Elevated Highway is relatively early, with 4 motorized lanes in both directions, with isolation guardrails in the middle, and there is no special sidewalk and non-motorized lanes, so it is considered a sidewalk.

The old man behaved strangely, but walked in a proper manner, and his entourage walked against the edge of the high bridge, from one side of the bridge to the other, repeating his pace over and over again.

The long hair covers the face, the occasional wind blows the fluttering hair to reveal the red beard on the face, the eye sockets are deep-set and the cheekbones are prominent, and the sunken cheeks full of wrinkles are speckled with age spots, but the old face has a pair of eye-catching ghost eyes, and a glance from a distance makes people feel unwilling to approach.

"Damn! There's this, it's not easy to use your brain, right? ”

"People who have heard that the nerves are misaligned also have a sense of misalignment in their temperature responses"

"Yes, yes, I have mental illness, and my nerves are also sick, and I heard that there is a kind of person who has a nerve problem that causes a problem with cold and heat."

"I've heard that there is such a strange disease, and such a disease is quite pitiful."

Occasionally, passers-by pause for a while to chat a few words, and ignore the old man who is chatting with passers-by, as if the passers-by are not talking about themselves.

The old man may have indulged in his own artistic conception, completely ignoring the gaze of passers-by, wearing leather gloves with his hands behind his back, and his fingers still making strange finger movements.

The viaduct is not busy, but fortunately, the old man did not run around on the viaduct at will, so as not to obstruct the passage of vehicles, and passers-by stopped to watch in order to witness strange people and strange things, causing a slight traffic jam can only be another matter. The car in front took a photo and sent it to the circle of friends, and the rear car naturally honked a series of horns to urge, and then when the rear car changed to the front car and saw the old man in leather under the sun, he couldn't help but tap the brake and hold his mobile phone to send a circle of friends, and a series of car horns sounded behind him.

Pacing back and forth against the side of the viaduct, although there is a retrograde process, many pedestrian battery cars are troublesome with the isolation belt, and they also lean against the side to go against the road, and the old man goes against the customs without a sense of disobedience at all.

The old man doesn't walk all the time, and it's possible that he will be tired and hot in leather boots and leather clothes on a hot day, right? Those who are interested will find the old man dangling around and walking a few laps before resting against the bridge railing for a while.

The old man leaned against the railing to watch the passers-by, occasionally pointing, and muttering words that no one could understand, but in fact, no one wanted to get close to the old man to understand what the old man was saying.

There is no intention of begging for money and things, which is one of the reasons why passers-by do not dislike him. Those who can do without money are really crazy, stupid, and really temperamental.

Wearing a winter coat to bask in the sun confirmed that the old man suffered from nerve reversal and mental illness, and the nerve problem was also one of the reasons why passers-by did not dare to approach the old man too much.

I don't know what the old man looks at all day long, what he understands, or maybe it's just an unconscious gesture. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows away and covers the eyes, and the ghost eyes that are exposed in an instant make people dare not look directly, they are really ghost eyes, and they can feel the fire in the old man's eyes in broad daylight, and the eyes of the people are terrible.

The feeling of evil, a very strange feeling, as if looking directly at the sun and as if it was the kind of cold ice in the depths of the netherworld, made the person who saw his eyes return to the cold for a moment, instinctively avoided that look, and never dared to look into his eyes again.

The old man may be tired of standing, and he doesn't care that he is on the high bridge, lying on his back on the guardrail against the railing, lying on the stone railing that is no more than ten centimeters wide, his head resting on the head of the railing, and lying on Erlang's legs and shaking twice from time to time.

There is a highway below the middle of the elevated highway, and the railings above the highway are blocked with a partition board, and I am afraid that there will be an old man who is so nervous to climb the railing.

The area where the partition is held is the highest point from the underground, and the rest of the railings, although they are deviated from the highest point, should also be tens of meters high, and it is estimated that it is enough to die if you fall from above.

But the old man was not afraid, and happily took out a roast meat that he couldn't see clearly and a bottle of water or wine from his bosom to eat and drink.

It is not so easy for ordinary people to lie down and drink, and when the old man's bottle is tilted, a stream of liquid rushes out of the bottle mouth and pours into the mouth, not a drop of which leaks, which is quite like Lu Xiaofeng's drinking demeanor in martial arts novels, which makes people see that it is not magical.

In fact, the old man's various performances, ordinary people just see a smile in their eyes, but he is just a wandering old man who is mentally deranged and has a sense of hot and cold nerves.

No one lended a helping hand, and no one took the opportunity to fall into the trap.

Everyone is busy with their own affairs, where there is spare time to take care of a crazy old man, and now there are more people than less. What's more, the old man doesn't beg or harass, he eats and drinks on the railing and snores and sleeps, which is indeed a little worrying about falling off the bridge, but he is not lying well, and it is estimated that the two big men can't push it down.

To say that it did not affect passing pedestrians is fake, and the style of long hair hanging down the face is indeed a little scared of pedestrians and cyclists passing by at night.

But the impact is not very big, fortunately at night the street lights on the high bridge are not only beautiful but also bright and bright, next to the bridge is the interprovincial highway toll station, a night is brightly lit, illuminating the entire elevated almost as long as day, the most important thing is that the old man never provokes right and wrong, as if autism is just indulging in his own world.

After a few days, passers-by and the surrounding locals accepted the existence of Old Man Takahashi, and his existence was reasonable.

It is difficult to agree with what ordinary people think is reasonable and what the leadership thinks is reasonable, and what ordinary people think is influential and what leaders think is influential are two completely different influences.

Secretary Gao of the Secretary of the Dongyun Municipal Party Committee went to Shuangyun County to inspect the work, and passed through the Shuangyun Town Elevated, and happened to see the unreasonable existence of the old man of the viaduct lying on the bridge barrage.

Secretary Gao who watched this scene was frightened, what if he accidentally fell off the high bridge? It's not just a life, it's a major event that seriously affects the building of spiritual civilization. The most important thing is that it will affect the career of city and county leaders, it is the first time that the personnel change is adjusted, and Secretary Gao still wants to move up, at this cusp must not have the slightest sloppiness, and all unreasonable and unstable factors must be strangled in the cradle.

I wanted to get out of the car immediately and personally dismantle this ** bag, but the itinerary was compressed, the county was waiting for a meeting, and this is the jurisdiction of Baiyun County.

Even if there is a subordinate and a subordinate in the officialdom, there are no special circumstances that you can't just shout at your subordinates, Secretary Gao just joked about the old man Gao Qiao's supine railing as a joke, and Secretary Li, secretary of the county party committee, immediately understood that he had no political consciousness at all, and it was impossible to be the secretary of the county party committee.

Political correctness is the cornerstone of the first execution, less than half an hour, Shuangyun Town elevated two cars of six or seven people city management, the first one to rush out of the car is Wang Yong.

As the assistant manager of urban management, Wang Yong is very aware of the assistant management: he is good at the front, I do all the dirty work, the red-faced leader sings, the white-faced leader pretends to be, and the black-faced rush to do it, not to mention that this task is a political task directly assigned by the secretary of the county party committee, and we must have a higher political consciousness to do this political task.

"Old man, old man, get up, do you hear? Grass! Pretend to be crazy! Wang Yong said in his mouth, but he didn't dare to get the old man lying on the railing of the bridge directly, for fear that the old man would struggle and accidentally fall off the high bridge, and it would be a big deal if he really fell off the bridge.

The old man still didn't move, leisurely nibbling on the barbecue that seemed to never finish, completely ignoring Wang Yong.

"Old man, the sun is going to kill you, shall we take you to a cool place?" The white-faced captain said good things to coax the old man, and motioned to Wang Yong and the others to hurry up and take the old man away.

"Is this the place where you can lie down and sleep? If you fall, you'll still be alive! Wang Yong grabbed the old man who was grabbed by everyone and came down from the railing.

The captain's nervous expression relaxed, the seemingly simple task, there are still a lot of changes in it, fortunately, everything is under control, the start is smooth, and the next things are easy to do, pull the old man in the car to the neighboring province and quietly throw this mission is over.

"My flesh, my flesh," roared hoarsely, and the captain's relaxed nerves tensed again.

"What meat? Don't mess around! You are here to sabotage the construction of spiritual civilization and affect the society, know no! Wang Yong looked at a big black and red piece of meat on the ground and said angrily.

"Eat! Die! The old man said vaguely, and stood up a little annoyed, anyone who was disturbed to sleep and was knocked to the ground for no reason would not have a good temper, let alone put his precious meat on the ground.

"Heh, eat? Lawless" Wang Yong heard the old man scold him for eating, and a sudden anger rose in his heart, and he grabbed the old man's shoulder with one hand as he spoke, wanting to pull the old man's hand to tow the old man into the car, what is there to solve in the car, it is too hot under the sun, and it is cool in the car.

Just when Wang Yong was about to grab the old man's shoulder, he was shocked, if there is a time turn back in this world, eat, eat, Wang Yong will not touch the old man's hair when he is killed, but unfortunately the time in this world has not been reset and played.