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The afterglow of the setting sun,

The figure of a man was dragged into a narrow stretch to the end of the path.

At this time, the quarry had already stopped, and the dust in the daytime had settled, so there was no dust and no more dust, and it was easy to see who was coming.

This is a man in his thirties with a short broken head, a plain-looking appearance, and a somewhat pale complexion, and thin lips, which seems to indicate that this person is mean by nature. It looks exactly like the man in the photo in Zhang Jiu's bedroom.

But the strange thing is that now that the climate has begun to warm up slightly, this person is still wearing a thin stand-up collar cloak in the spring and autumn period, dressed in black, walking in the Gothic dark and cold wind, and he is not afraid of covering the prickly heat.

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed.

At the same time, he glanced at the sunset on the horizon that had not yet completely set the mountain, and there was contemplation in his eyes.

If you can be active during the day, isn't it really a ghost?

Is it really Zhang Jiu himself?

At this moment, the conversation between several day-shift security guards who were about to leave work in the security room attracted Fangzheng's attention.

"Uncle, have you noticed that Zhang Jiu seems to have grown in size recently?" The speaker was one of the three security guards, whose name Fang Zheng already knew when he introduced himself, and his name was Zheng Liangxing.

This is a little security guard who is less than twenty years old, and even the green fluff at the corners of his mouth can be clearly seen, Fang Zheng learned that Zheng Liangxing is a relative of the same village brought out by Captain Ma, because it is not a piece of reading material, so after mixing with a vocational high school diploma, he entered the society early.

The uncle in Zheng Liangxing's mouth refers to the old security guard.

And young people are energetic, full of curiosity and observation about everything around them, so Zheng Liangxing has the previous words.

Zheng Liangxing continued: "I remember that when I used to stand with Zhang Jiu, I was as tall as Zhang Jiu's head, and I could just be at eye level with him. But in the last few days, when the shift was handed over, I found that I needed to raise my head slightly to meet Zhang Jiu's two eyes. ”

The old security guard and another greasy middle-aged male security guard had a disapproving expression.

"Maybe you're dazzled, maybe it's because Zhang Jiu has increased in height, maybe you have a blind date recently, or you like a girl. ”

"It is also possible that the second development, maybe Zhang Jiu is a late maturation, or it is possible. My old cousin's son of a college student was only 1.68 meters tall when he graduated from college, and after graduation, he joined the work for a few years and ran ten centimeters, and now he is almost 1.8 meters, and now he is stepping on the threshold by the matchmaker every day, and the girls want to marry into their family. ”

Zheng Liangxing was a little skeptical, obviously not convinced.

Is it that the god is still developing a second time at the age of thirty?

I'm still a giant baby.

Are you really illiterate in high school?

In any case, vocational high school also enjoys the country's complete nine-year compulsory education, and I have attended cram schools a few times with Jiuyi.

At this moment, Zhang Jiu, who was riding a little donkey, was already close to the security room. Zhang Jiu had just parked the little donkey, and Zheng Liangxing, who was a young man with a competitive and stubborn personality, immediately couldn't wait to ask Zhang Jiu if he had increased his inner weight recently.

"No, what?" Zhang Jiu seemed to be really taciturn, just three short words.

Zheng Liangxing was unconvinced: "I said Brother Zhang Jiu, you have grown taller recently, about half a head taller than me, my uncle they don't believe it, Brother Zhang Jiu, let's compare the height." ”

Zhang Jiu ignored Zheng Liangxing, Zheng Liangxing wanted to continue to pester Zhang Jiu, but at this moment, he was slapped on the back of the head by the old security guard, and said: "When you go to school, I don't see you comparing with your classmates, otherwise you won't be angry with your parents like that." ”

Zheng Liangxing seemed to be a little afraid of the old security guard, an elder in the same village, and did not dare to speak for a while.

Then the old security guard showed a mouthful of black and yellow smoky teeth, smiled at Zhang Jiu and said: "Children just have a lot of, don't pay attention to this uncompetitive boy, the next night shift will be hard for you Zhang Jiu." ”

After speaking, the old security guard said earnestly: "Manager Yu just brought a Taoist and a monk to exorcise evil spirits in the quarry, this is the apprentice brought out by the Taoist master, with them in the quarry, Zhang Jiu, you can put a hundred hearts tonight." ”

Then, the old security guard introduced Fang Zheng to Zhang Jiu.

Of course, on the surface, the young Fang Zheng is still the "apprentice" of the old god.

After the introduction, the day-shift security guards, after hurriedly packing up their things, left the quarry on three small donkeys. Seeing that it was getting dark, and the quarry was gone, they didn't want to walk at night.

Especially in this quarry, they can't stay for a moment after one night.

"Hello, introduce myself again, my name is Fangzheng, I am an upright person, a square square. Fang Zheng held out his palm in a friendly manner.

"Zhang Jiu. Zhang Jiu just shook Fang Zheng's hand with a smile.

Zhang Jiu is the outstretched left hand, and his right hand is always in his coat pocket, perhaps because he is inferior to the disability of his right hand.

Huh? The palms are warm?

Is it said to be a living person?

Fang Zheng was slightly surprised in his heart, but he was silent on the surface.

Could it be that the headless male corpse in Zhang Jiu's bedroom was really not Zhang Jiu's corpse?

But the disability of the palm is exactly the same, how to explain it?

If it was Zhang Jiu's head that disappeared after his death, he was running around, but Zhang Jiu's palm in front of him was obviously different from ordinary people with body temperature, and it couldn't be explained.

At this time, Zhang Jiu picked up the water cup, and when he came to the water dispenser, he just filled it with twice the amount of fresh boiling water, blew a breath of hot air, and then carefully drank a sip of boiling water, no matter his expression or movements, he was no different from ordinary people. Can you feel the temperature of boiling water? Do you know how boiling water is hot?

"I suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten a drop of water all afternoon, and suddenly I felt so thirsty, is there a disposable cup here, and I came to ask for a glass of water. ”

Fang Zheng approached the water dispenser and was about to bend down to take a disposable plastic cup, but when he stood up, he was unsteady on his feet, and when he saw that the person was about to fall, he hurriedly grabbed Zhang Jiu who was drinking water on the side.

Suddenly, Zhang Jiu couldn't hold the water cup steadily, and most of the boiling water in the cup spilled out, not only soaking the cloak of his jacket, but also burning his fingers with boiling water, making a painful sound.

Click, the water cup is unstable and falls to the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've got a tissue here to wipe it for you. Fang Zheng picked up a tissue and wiped it on Zhang Jiu's face.

Fang Zheng was very ruthless, and he almost used Zhang Jiu's face as a washboard to rub it violently.

As a result, there was no abnormality on Zhang Jiu's face, and even after exerting force, his skin could wrinkle and turn red like a normal person, and his nose was not crooked. Acne scars on the face, dense nose tips on the nose, and rough pores caused by staying up late for a long time can all be clearly seen, exactly like a normal person.

Isn't it like plastic surgery, one of the three major evil arts in Asia?

"Where do you wipe it, it's the clothes that get wet, not the face, forget it, I'll wipe it." ”

"What are you doing, where do you touch, wipe your clothes, and put your hand in my clothes to do something......"

In the security room, Zhang Jiu's cry was heard.

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