"Did you also die and your soul was reborn into this locust?"

Mei Jun carefully looked at the cone-headed locust in front of him, which housed the soul of the second middle school boy.

"Huh? The second junior asked puzzled.

"Lao Tzu is asking if he has become what he is now after he died. ”

Mei Jun frowned slightly in displeasure, and put another palm on the head of the second middle school boy.

"I'm not dead, isn't this a dream?" The second middle school boy raised a pair of feet blankly and touched his cone-headed face.

This Form 2 guy thinks it's all a dream? But... If he hadn't known that he was dead, I'm afraid even Lao Tzu would have thought he was dreaming!

Mei Jun squinted at the cone-headed locust, thoughtful.

He asked, "And how did you get here?"

"I remember... I was lying on the big soft bed at home, and then I slept... As soon as I woke up, I became like this. ”

"So your human body isn't dead?"

"Die... How can I die, I am in charge of the nine heavens... Is this really a dream?"

"You're daydreaming! You've become a locust!" Mei Jun put her palm on the head of the second middle school boy's cone.

"Big brother, how do you beat people, it hurts!" The second middle school boy touched his dizzy head.

"I know it hurts, Lao Tzu said a long time ago, this is not a dream!" Mei Jun suddenly said angrily.

"Could it be... I literally turned into a locust, woohoo... My precious youth!" the second teenager collapsed to the ground in disbelief, his tiny compound eyes filled with despair.

......

The last dark curtain of the night was suddenly lifted by the sun, and the next morning came as usual.

On a grass stained with a few dots of morning dew, a green jelly man and a five-centimeter-sized cone-headed locust stood staring at each other.

"By the way, you really came here in a dream?" Mei Jun confirmed again.

He spent half of the night last night chatting with this cone-headed locust that housed the soul of the second middle school boy, and accepted him as a lackey casually.

And after a night of training, this kid no longer dares to be in front of him.

"It's true, I was still sleeping on the soft big bed at home, and when I woke up," the second secondary boy recounted the answer to this question.

But he was only halfway through his speech when he was slapped on his head by Mei Jun.

"You're a repeater! You've said that thirty fucking times last night. Mei Jun raised her palms and scolded irritably.

"Eh, isn't that the big brother you asked a repeat question?" The second middle school boy innocently covered his face under the cone, extremely aggrieved.

"Then you won't answer in a different way!" Mei Jun said confidently, feeling that the IQ of the second middle school teenager was worrying.

The second middle school boy also has nothing to say, who made him just a younger brother now.

However, he also knew the current situation, if there was a kind of person to rely on, then there was a chance to return to his original body.

"Well, what's your name? We've known each other for half a night, and I don't even know your name. ”

Mei Jun asked suddenly.

"My name is Su Pofu. The second secondary boy said truthfully.

"Su Pofu, your name seems to be somewhat familiar. Mei Jun scratched her head and tried to remember.

"Big brother, do you know me?"

"Well, it seems like I've seen this somewhere. Mei Jun seemed to remember something.

"No, it won't. ”

"That's right...... It's Su Pofu!"

Mei Jun Huo Ran patted her head and remembered the unlucky beginning of that day......

Mei Jun set up a fortune-telling stall in the park when he was a human being, but his stall was a scientific fortune-telling thing, and he used a computer to deceive some elderly people to consume.

This is also considered to inherit the family business.

However, after nine years of compulsory education, he naturally did not believe in these ghosts and gods.

He waited for half a day that day without seeing a single client.

Just as he was about to close the stall, a middle-aged man in a suit, carrying a black leather bag in his hand, and a shiny back with a shiny back walked towards him.

The middle-aged man quickly stepped forward and directly pressed Mei Jun's spreading, "Master, can you help me calculate a hexagram." ”

At that time, Mei Jun squinted at the middle-aged man and thought, this person wouldn't be here to demolish Lao Tzu's feet, right?

However, before Mei Jun could speak, the middle-aged man directly took out a thick stack of pink cuties from his bag and interrupted his thoughts, this thing is really loved by everyone.

Mei Jun's shameless face immediately hung a crescent-like smile.

"Ah, sir, please sit, please sit!" he immediately took out a folding stool and unfolded it, placing it in front of the stall.

The middle-aged man sat down and asked, "Master, in fact, I want you to help me calculate my son's fortune in the future." With that, the man pushed the stack forward slightly.

Mei Jun didn't smile on her face, and deliberately pushed the stack of money back, coughed dryly, and said, "It's okay, but I don't know if Mr. has your child's birthday." ”

"Yes, yes, still in my bag. I'll look for it. The middle-aged man quickly found a note in his black leather bag.

At this time, Mei Jun secretly smiled in her heart, and finally wanted to make a business.

"Sir, this is my child's date of birth and name. ”

The man handed Mei Jun a piece of paper, and some crooked black characters were sparsely written on the paper.

"Okay, please wait a minute. Mei Jun took the paper and looked at it, then typed wildly on the keyboard, and entered the contents of the paper into the fortune-telling software in the computer.

In fact, he is so fast because he has an extremely secret identity - the keyboard warrior of justice, a kind of nameless knight who often walks the Internet to maintain justice on the Internet.

He typed in the black date and name on the white paper, and it was a long time before the old buzzing notebook was up and running.

Suddenly, a gust of wind from the lake in the park lifted the thick dust on the notebook on the side, sweeping over Mei Jun's head, and he only felt a chill on his scalp when he was looking at the computer.

Because on the dusty and blurry screen was a congratulatory message:

At noon on the eighth day of the third month of the first month of the second year, congratulations, congratulations! This son is a disaster star from heaven, he will overcome his relatives, harm others and himself, and it is the so-called early death is wonderful, and benefit the world!

Who dares to say this, isn't this looking for death?

Mei Jun stared at the screen in front of her.

Then, he hurriedly refreshed it several times and checked the words on the paper to confirm that there were no mistakes.

It's the eighth noon of the third month of the year of Yihai, yes, is it because there is a bug in the system? But is this software poisonous? If you say this, you will be killed!

He reached out to wipe the sweat that suddenly broke out on his forehead, and looked at the screen with the same sentence.

"Sir, please take a little longer, soon..."Mei Jun poked out half of his head and squeezed out a smile skillfully at the middle-aged man who was still waiting.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. The middle-aged man also smiled.