"I glanced at it, and I saw that there seemed to be a few people lying in the grass, but this is normal, because there are often homeless people sleeping here in this park, for example, there are still a few under the bridge, but the strange thing is that when I finished the workout, I found that these people were still motionless, and they hadn't even changed their positions, and then I looked down and found that these people's bodies had already cooled down, and I didn't know when they had died. Therefore, as an excellent citizen, I took the first step to call the police. ”

After thanking Uncle Zhang, the reporter continued to say to the camera: "At present, we probably know from the police that the time of death of these four young people should be around 2-4 o'clock in the morning on the 29th, and there are no obvious death features on their bodies. ”

Zhang Yi lay quietly on the sofa and lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought, first of all, these people will definitely not commit suicide, and it is not like an accident, so only he is left to kill, since he killed it, who would do it.

But then Zhang Yi shook his head violently and said to himself: "It doesn't matter who kills him, as long as it has nothing to do with us, why should I care about this kind of thing, anyway, those guys deserve death." ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi stood up, he looked at the table with a big hole in Li Xiaoqing's room and decided to go to the building materials market, at least when she came back from school, she couldn't let her see the broken table, otherwise with her stingy and suspicious personality, she didn't know how sad it would be!

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At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, in the room of the leaky mark of the house, Zhang Yi was fiddling with some canvases and bottles and cans and other things, although the best time for enrollment has been missed, but everything that should be prepared is still in place, ready for next spring enrollment.

Next to him is Lao Dao's shop, there is obviously no business at this time, but there is no trace of Lao Dao's anxiety, for him, who doesn't know how much gold he has hidden, opening a shop to do business may just be fun.

At this moment, he tied his yellow robe around his waist, bent down at the door of the store, waving a spatula and stir-frying the dishes in the pot, bursts of fragrance gushing out of the pot filled the air, and next to him, Wicker was preparing some dishes and chopsticks to put on the small table prepared in advance. Cuihua, a big yellow dog on the side of the road, ran over from a distance and took a bag of chicken essence in its mouth, which it bought at the supermarket on the opposite street according to Lao Dao's instructions.

Lao Dao patted Cuihua's head, took the chicken essence from its mouth and sprinkled some into the pot, and then poured the fried beef tenderloin from the pot into the white plate with a spoon.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat," Lao Dao looked at the tin basin with a spatula and howled at the top of his throat.

Zhang Yi walked out of the studio, Lingyu walked out, and the catkins who seemed to have lost a lot of weight behind him also walked out.

It seems that the wonderful figure is dedicated to the person you love the most, this is not false at all, the catkins have not lost weight for more than 20 years, and there is an obvious tendency to lose weight after only a month of encountering the spiritual realm.

"Look at the craftsmanship of the poor road, boiled fish, braised beef tenderloin, ants on the tree, mushroom stewed chicken" Lao Dao introduced the name of the dish while sandwiching a chicken foot into Zhang Yi's bowl and said seriously: "Come on, take the money, Xiao Zhang eats a money-taker, and the life is rich and the money is there."

Zhang Yi raised his beer glass and touched Lao Dao's wine glass and said with a smile: "Thank you Lao Dao Jiyan." After that, he lowered his head very seriously and nibbled on the chicken feet.

When he finished eating a chicken claw and looked up, he found that only some vegetable soup bones were left in one or four hard dishes, Zhang Yi looked at each of them with a mouthful full of oil, and couldn't help but sigh and laugh: "This world is really a step by step pit, everywhere, I just ate a chicken claw, and you will eat the dishes cleanly, it's really fucking fast." ”

Everyone was speechless, and then suddenly stood up and forced Zhang Yi expressionlessly,

Zhang Yi subconsciously got up and took a few steps back, raised his head and shook his hand vigorously in front of everyone and said with a smile: "What's the matter, a few of you have been invaded by ghosts, old Dao, spiritual realm." ”

The four of them are still approaching Zhang Yi with expressionless faces, which feels very much like the rows of zombies in American horror movies numbly attacking humans.

Zhang Yi looked around, closed his eyes and felt the illusion around him, and found that there was no special situation, but the scene in front of him was incredible, and several people who were fine just now approached him expressionlessly.

"Wicker, catkins, old way, spiritual domain, catkins, today is not April Fool's Day, don't be joking" Zhang Yi glanced at the spiritual domain again, feeling that this is not like a prank, because this kind of thing is old wicker and catkins They are definitely capable of doing it, but he is not such a person in the spiritual domain, he has always been a taciturn and introverted person, how could he cooperate with them to perform such a scene to tease himself.

Zhang Yi subconsciously put his hand into his arms and touched the bone knife, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat with nervousness, although this was just an instinctive consciousness, but such an instant consciousness made him ashamed, how could he aim the knife at his brother.

But behind the wall is the wall, Zhang Yi has no way to retreat, he put his body as close to the wall as possible, and his hands are in a defensive posture, trying to protect himself while not hurting his brother.

Suddenly, Wicker turned around and took out a cake with a birthday candle from his back and stretched it out in front of Zhang Yi, and everyone shouted in unison: "Happy birthday"

Another accident, birthday, his own birthday, Zhang Yi has never thought that he would have a birthday since he woke up again and lost all his memories, or he has never gone to see what his birthday is.

He feels like an anomaly, the same as Sun Wukong, but Sun Wukong is a monkey that jumped out of the stone, he is a living corpse with independent thinking that came out of the morgue morgue, but if you think about it carefully, he is much luckier than Sun Wukong, as soon as he came to this world, he met so many good brothers, which made him feel no longer lonely and cold.

Zhang Yi felt that his nose was a little sour, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist, so he immediately lowered his head and whispered, "Brothers, thank you!" ”

"Look, I won, take the money, take the money, did I win, did Brother Yi move to tears, haha!" Liu Wu's exaggerated voice completely wiped out Zhang Yi's emotions, and he wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands indiscriminately, raised his head and scolded with a smile: "You bastards, you dare to laugh at me"

After that, he opened his hand and scratched at them, but they had already prepared in advance, and smashed the huge cake on Zhang Yi's face together, and then they all ran away in all directions.

"You bastards, don't even think about running away" Zhang Yi pounced like an eagle catching a chicken while cleaning the cream off his face.

On the other side of the street, a butcher who sold pork with a big waist and a round waist and bare shoulders took a puff of cigarette, glared at Zhang Yi and their frolicking son who was holding his chin and scolded him: "You have to remember, don't learn from those losers on the other side, open a messy shop and have no business, but fool around all day long." ”

The son, who was about 15 years old, withdrew his envious gaze and hummed reluctantly, but secretly glanced at the other side.

Happiness is contagious!