"I don't care if you're fate, if you are, I think you're too cruel to Xiang Wanrou, right? If you're not, get out of here! ”

The corners of his mouth under the brim of his hat went up:

"I'm just going to put you at different starting points and watch yourselves on your own path, making choices on your own forks in the road. I'm not so much fate as I'm a bystander. ”

"Hahaha, bystander? Then you still call the fate of a P?! Doesn't it mean that all of us can only live according to the arrangement of fate? If you can only arrange a starting point, we still want you to have a fart?! ”

The yellow hat raised his hand and touched his nose, and snorted:

"It's useless, I've watched it for too many years, I don't want to watch it anymore, I've always wanted to find a successor......"

I suddenly had the feeling that I was chatting with a scammer on the Internet, and this yellow hat must be recommending some product to me.

For some reason, I was wary and disgusted with this yellow hat:

"Don't bother me, okay? I'm not really interested in hearing you say it's useless. You really have the ability to change your fate to Wanrou, don't let her be so miserable!? ”

I saw the yellow hat's mouth grinning again, and seemed to smile again:

"Destiny will only move forward, not look back."

After saying that, he walked straight towards me.

Don't look back? Hit until you turn back! I thought to myself, clenching my fists. When he got closer, I raised my left hand, reached for his yellow hat, and hit his chin with my right hand.

If this yellow hat is really fate, am I fighting against fate?!

I didn't think about it so much, there were only two thoughts in my mind at that time, I was annoyed with this guy and wanted to beat him. I owe it to Xiang Wanrou, I want to beat this yellow hat and change Xiang Wanrou's fate!

This grab, a punch, the yellow hat in front of me suddenly disappeared, a punch empty me, brought myself to a stumble, the world in front of me turned into a white expanse. I just felt my body fall and fall quickly.....

The voice of the yellow hat came from his ears, still so half-dead, unhurried:

"I just put you at the starting point, the road is your own path, and the road is your own choice......"

"Destiny will only move forward, and there will be no turning back......"

The voice repeated the words, farther and farther away, until they disappeared without a trace.

I was still falling, and though there was no reference around, I felt like I was getting faster and faster, so fast that I felt like I was going to break my bones if I touched anything. The white light in front of me became more and more intense, and finally it had a color.

I woke up and sat on the kang of Lao Zhangtou's house, covered with a thin quilt, and in front of me was Wang Zehan.

"Are you awake? Did you sleep on the wool? You scare me when you sit up! ”

Wang Zehan saw that I had woken up, and sat on the edge of the kang and asked.

Where did I sleep? I saw a black impermanence, and I saw a little yellow hat who called himself "fate", and I didn't rest at all.

Although I knew it was a dream. But for Wang Zehan, now I am "woken up".

Director Wang...... How long have I been asleep? ”

"It's been more than a day and a half, almost two days."

I touched it around, trying to find the phone and check the time, but Wang Zehan was quite eye-catching:

"The phone is under the pillow, I'll give you some water to drink."

I said thank you, took out my phone under the pillow, and looked at the date and time, it had been a whole day since the day of the Yin soldiers' attack, and it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon on the third day.

There were no missed calls, there was no movement in WeChat, nothing else happened, which made me feel a little relieved.

Wang Zehan handed over a glass of water, I took it and drank it all with a grunt, and took a breath:

"That day...... What happened later, you know what? What about Xu Deguang and Hui'er? ”

王Zehan says:

"I'll give you something to eat, and we'll talk while we talk."

I was indeed too hungry to do so, so I replied:

"Thank you, Director Wang."

Wang Zehan waved his hand:

"What's the matter? It's quite foreign, you first be mental, and talk while eating for a while. ”

Seeing him put on a dress and walk out of the room, I covered my head and lay down for almost two days, and my body was not tired at all. But mentally, I felt like I hadn't rested for a minute. The head is buzzing, and the two words of the yellow hat are still echoing:

"I just put you at the starting point, the road is your own path, and the road is your own choice......"

"Destiny will only move forward, and there will be no turning back......"

Maybe this yellow hat is really fate, but what about mine?

According to him, if fate really just puts us at different starting points, then some philosophers are right

- Destiny is in your own hands.

It's not right to turn your head and think about it, there are really many people who are lucky and have a smooth life for a lifetime. However, some people do not do things properly, go through ups and downs, and suffer a lot.

For example, Xiang Wanrou, who just saw a little hope for life, suffered a catastrophe and died, and there was no peace when she died, and in the end it was actually this ending.

Thinking of Xiang Wanrou, I can't help but feel a burst of sadness in my heart, her soul is gone, there is no trace of him in this world, she can't be reincarnated, there is nothing.

And all of this stems from one thing - I didn't protect her......

I only hated myself for being too weak, and I felt a pang of chagrin in my heart. I punched three times on the kang!

As soon as the door rang, Wang Zehan came back, holding a large aluminum basin in his hand. I craned my neck and saw that it was a pot of Chinese cabbage vermicelli stewed with tofu. With his right hand stuck on the edge of the basin, he holds a bowl of miso. With two green onions pinched in his other hand and a plastic bag hooked on his little finger, there were more than a dozen big white steamed buns in it, and he really made the most of his two hands.

"Da Biao? There's nothing good to eat in the village, so let's just eat some. ”

put on the bed table and put food on the table, Wang Zehan ran outside to get chopsticks, dragged in a box of beer, and took two wine glasses:

"Come on, let's get clean, don't you drink? Let's have a drink. ”

I was really hungry, so I took the chopsticks and killed the two steamed buns, and ate some Chinese cabbage stewed tofu with a slurp. Wang Zehan didn't move his chopsticks in a hurry, poured two glasses of beer, and talked about what happened after I passed out two days ago, of course, these things were also relayed to him by Xu Deguang and his wife.

As soon as I passed out that day, several people heard a shout: "You must die!" Then the black impermanence Fan Wusu descended from the sky, dragging a "Yin soldier" on his left and right hands.

These two unlucky Yin soldiers should have been sent to attack from around the village by the motorcycle man, but they were somehow caught by Fan Wusuo.

The two Yin soldiers who were still murderous just now were honest in Fan Wuxu's hands, and they didn't even have the strength to struggle.

As soon as Fan Wuxu landed, he raised his foot and kicked the headless Xiang Kaichang away, and then flicked his left and right hands, and the two Yin soldiers in his hands were used as sandbags by him, knocking down the two who were besieging Hui'er, and the four Yin soldiers rolled together.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the motorcyclist turned around and wanted to escape.

Fan Wusu went straight over, and the Yin soldiers at the entrance of the village were kicked and beaten by him, one by one, and fell to the ground in an instant, without slowing down the speed of his chase.

Before the motorcyclist could reach the place where he stopped, he was caught up by Fan Wusheng.

It's a black impermanence, and he grabbed the three souls and seven spirits of the motorcycle man from behind with just one handful.

As the soul departed, the body fell to the ground. Fan Wusu grabbed this little ghost who had left his soul, walked around the village, and every time he came back, he would bring back the two Yin soldiers.

In the end, it is a famous god of the netherworld, and it didn't even take five minutes to clean up these goods, clean and neat. As written on the hat, as soon as it was shot, "the world was peaceful".

Xu Deguang and his wife saw him throw the souls of the Yin soldiers to the entrance of the village one by one, piling them up like firewood. When the last Yin soldier was also thrown on the "human pile", Fan Wusu looked back at Xu Deguang and his wife.

The couple saw the black impermanence for the first time, and they had heard that this master was short-tempered, and today he saw him shoot neatly and ruthlessly, cleaning up this group of yin soldiers like destroying the withering and decaying. The majestic motorcycle man just now was suddenly detained.

Now that he saw it, the two of them only felt a chill down their backs, a cold sweat flowed, and they didn't dare to say a word for a while.

Fortunately, Fan Wusu just glanced at them and walked straight in front of me. He looked down at me lying on the ground, and didn't speak for a long time. At that time, these two people felt furious in their hearts, for fear that he would reach out and pull out my soul.