Chapter 250: Six Slaps
The soft light falls on the glass filled with wine, reflecting a squinted face.
Zhang Yue picked up the wine glass and drank it all, letting the wine run through her throat and fall into her abdomen, bursts of warmth began to emanate from her stomach, extending to her limbs, and after a while, the cold was dispelled. Zhang Yue let out a sigh of relief, leaning on the back of the bar sofa, looking at the crowd coming and going outside the window, the down jackets and wool coats made him envious.
On the other side, the rabbit endured the choking smell of wine, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and hiccuped, "Eh, don't say it, this wine is very good, although it is a little hard to drink, but at least it is really warm." Before she knew it, two blush had climbed up the rabbit's cheeks, and in a few moments the blush had spread to the base of her ears.
Zhang Yue looked at his empty wine glass, then at the rabbit's, and muttered, "How can there be such a big difference with the same amount?" As he spoke, the rabbit had already slammed down on the table, and he was still wearing an off-the-shoulder low-necked dress, and his exposed skin was flushed, and he didn't know how many men's eyes he had attracted. If the gaze were a knife, the rabbit's clothes would have been chopped to shreds.
Zhang Yue stroked her forehead, only to feel that her head was big, half an hour ago, they had just landed in the city, and they were hit by the sudden drop in temperature. In the mirror division, they were wearing summer clothes, and suddenly came to spring, spring in the north, or in the middle of the night, and the first action of the two of them when they landed was to tremble.
In the end, with the help of Zhang Yue's soul power, the two came to this bar first to escape the cold, and by the way, they drank some wine to warm up. It's like a rabbit pouring a cup, Zhang Yue now knows why every time everyone celebrates drinking, the rabbit has to mix Coke, Sprite or iced tea.
Helpless, Zhang Yue had no choice but to pick up the rabbit and prepare to leave. As soon as he walked out of the bar, a night breeze blew over his thin body, he gritted his teeth, and the hexagram floated silently from his fingertips, enveloping the two of them. Zhang Yue thought that she had to find a hotel to live in first, and she had to buy a few warm clothes, so she couldn't use strange spirits to keep warm 24 hours a day.
Zhang Yue hugged the rabbit, her soul power spread, and she soon found the nearest hotel here, although it didn't look very high-end, but it was enough to make do. With a goal, Zhang Yue hurriedly set off, who wanted to take a step as soon as he was stopped by a hand. Zhang Yue was taken aback and said with a wry smile, she was concentrating on finding a hotel just now, but she didn't notice behind her, which was a mistake.
"Something?" Zhang Yue asked.
Six teenagers surrounded him, and he looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. One of them stood in front of Zhang Yue, lit a cigarette, took a sharp puff, and squirted at Zhang Yue. The smell of choking smoke drifted from the tip of the rabbit's nose, the rabbit coughed, woke up in a daze, saw six blurred figures surrounding him, and was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped out of Zhang Yue's arms, raised his hand and threw six slaps over, shouting while flicking: "Enemy attack? Enemy attack! β
Zhang Yue didn't stop it, she stood aside and watched quietly, anyway, the rabbit didn't use any force, just subconsciously defended. The six teenagers only fainted, and there was no major problem. After throwing around, the rabbit finally sobered up a little, looked at the six people who fell to the ground, and muttered, "So weak? Are we done? Can you go back? β
"Thinking too much, let's go, let's go open the house first."
"Open a room? What kind of house to open? The girl and Xiaoxi will hack me to death! Stay in the moon, you let me down. β
Zhang Yue picked up the rabbit that was swaying while walking, took one step, and disappeared into the night, this time he stepped directly on the Xunzi hexagram and left.
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The next day, the spring sun rises, the temperature gradually rises, the cold of the night is dispelled by the sun, and the city takes on a golden color. On the streets and alleys, pedestrians come and go, walking in a hurry, all rushing for life, but full of vitality, perhaps this is the reason why society can continue to function.
Zhang Yue sat by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, the sun shined through the window and fell on his side face, outlining his pretty good-looking outline. In the room, there was a smell of wine, which made the cup of tea in Zhang Yue's hand taste weird. The night had passed, and the rabbit was still lying in bed not knowing when he would wake up.
On the first day of the mission, a person had already fallen. Zhang Yue couldn't afford to complain about anything, after all, this was a mission that had gone wrong from the beginning. Of course, it's not like he can't do anything, at least he knows who they're looking for.
Zhang Yue looked at the photos sent by Yan Xi, his soul power was slowly released, as if it was extended, and the faces seemed to pour into his mind, and then quickly swept by, and each face stayed for no more than a second. After a while, several streets near the hotel had been searched by him, and there were some fragrant scenes among them.
The soul power continued to spread, infiltrating the city little by little, and although the black and white pupils were staring at the photos on their phones, they were looking at most of the city.
I don't know how long it took, an old face crashed into Zhang Yue's head, the screening stopped instantly, and the hemispherical diffuse soul power began to restrict, condensing on this face, and gradually, the figure of the old man in a military coat was clearly reflected in Zhang Yue's mind.
"Found it, it's time to pay a visit." Zhang Yue slowly withdrew her soul power, continued to enjoy the scenery outside the window, and after waiting for about half an hour, the rabbit finally woke up, and pushed open the door with a messy hair. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhang Yue also walked out of the room, wanting to see the rabbit's situation.
The two met in the living room, looked at each other, and a scream exploded between the two.
Zhang Yue was covered by the rabbit with a blank face, and pushed all the way back to the room, with a loud bang, the closed door hit his nose, making him take a few steps back, and his brain was still a little dizzy.
The rabbit outside the door, crying and mourning, scolded: "Xiaoxi didn't teach you, can't you just look at the girl's appearance?" Especially the girls with a hangover! Forget everything you just saw, or I will never remember you. β
"Uh...... Okay, okay. Zhang Yue sighed, touched her innocent nose, and lay back on the bed.
The rabbit trotted all the way to the toilet, looking at himself in the mirror, wanting to cry without tears, and his hair, which was already prone to frieze, would always be tufted up in the east and west after waking up, like an octopus. She covered her face in despair, "I don't have the face to see anyone." β
Zhang Yue continued to wait in the room, waiting for the rabbit after changing clothes, this time he learned his lesson, no longer bothered, but waited slowly and patiently, so he fell asleep comfortably on the bed.
The rabbit nests in the room, playing with his mobile phone for a while, picking up a piece of clothing for a while, standing in front of the mirror and comparing it, and then throwing it away dissatisfied. Time passed with the snoring of one man, the murmuring of another, until the third pole of the sun, the grunt broke the deadlock. In the middle of the night, the stars and moon were hidden in the dark clouds, and the sky was only a thick black, reflecting the brilliant river of light on the ground.
People walk on the colorful streets, and they themselves are also colored by the light, becoming a drop of water flowing in this river of light, no one knows where the river of light will flow in the end, only that there is an undercurrent in this river of light that ordinary people can't see. Light and shadow are always relative. The bustle and bustle of the streets, and the silence under the overpass, coexist with one place, and there is no sense of disobedience, but one of them is missing, which will seem strange.
The old man walked through the bustling streets and alleys, escaped from the crowd of lights, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the world of shadows. A few homeless people, like him, lay on the "bed" he had built, either on the papier-mΓ’chΓ© or on the floor. The old man groped his way to the position he had taken early, and had no intention of saying hello to his neighbor, so he lay down and slept.
Before his eyes were closed, a sound in his ears made him jump in fright, he blinked, and could only see a vague shadow in the darkness, and wanted to chase it, but he tripped over a cold thing under his feet. He supported his body with his hands, and he knew what was under his feet, and the place where his hands were supporting was a human face, and he was not breathing.
The old man swallowed, he seemed to smell a faint smell of corpses, "It's you again." The old man muttered, his eyes looking back and forth in the night, but there was no way to see the figure, the figure that often appeared in his life. The old man took a deep breath and slammed the body into the sack and dragged it away before the other homeless men came to him out of curiosity.
"You're getting more and more excessive, I put up with all those sneaky robberies at the beginning. But now you've started to kill. This is the second one, will there be a third next? The old man whispered as he dragged the corpse, believing that he would be able to hear what he was saying, and that he had to stop it.
"As I said, I'm just a bum, and it's a miracle that I've survived so far. God still favors me, I can continue to make a living by picking up rags, and one day I die, it is also a relief, and I will be reincarnated in a good family in the next life, ending my tragic life. There's nothing wrong with that, and I don't have any desires that I need you to fulfill. Why do you ...... From a god to a monster? The old man continued, his dry hands clutching at the mouth of the sack, for fear that the corpse inside would roll out. He dragged the body along the way, and he walked for I don't know how long before he found a secluded place.
The old man looked around and said, "The dead should be buried well." I will die in the future, and at that time, if you have a heart, you will come and bury me. Don't kill anymore, don't steal anymore, I won't want anything you give me, it's too new. I'm picking up rags, not treasures, not human lives. The old man moved the body aside, and then used the iron sheet he had used to set up the tent as a shovel to dig a pit, and it was not until midnight that he finally dug a shallow pit that could accommodate one person.
After doing this, the old man was exhausted, and could only sit on the ground, looking at the street in the distance, which was still glorious and flowing, and also fell silent in the night. He sighed, got up and threw the body into the pit, where it was hastily buried. This time, he didn't have the strength to build a monument, because he had to go back to sleep, and he couldn't sleep next to the corpse tonight.
Before leaving, the old man bowed to the corpse three times, and finally, he shook his head helplessly and turned away.
When the old man walked away, the male doll came out of the night and overturned the pit that the old man had just dug with one foot, "Human! Kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs is really a disappointment! β
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That gurgling sound, in the quiet room, was like a sudden thunderbolt on a sunny day. Zhang Yue also woke up from the torture of this grunt, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the sun hanging high above the window and muttered, "It's already noon." Rabbits aren't all right yet? β
Zhang Yue rubbed her sleepy eyes, walked out of the room, looked at the rabbit room with the door still closed, and was a little speechless, so she had to step forward and knock on the door and ask, "Rabbit, at noon, let's go out for a meal, and then set off to find someone." β
"Huh? Oh, okay, wait for me. In the room, there was the sound of a rabbit hurrying.
Zhang Yue stood at the door and glanced at her watch, "Hurry up, we've already delayed ......" Before she finished speaking, the door was opened, and the dressed rabbit stood in front of Zhang Yue with a bag, as well-behaved as a little princess.
Zhang Yue was stunned for a moment and said, "It turns out that you can be very fast." β
"Girls change their clothes, don't comment too much, let's hurry up." The rabbit smiled and grabbed Zhang Yue's arm.
After a light lunch, the mission that had been delayed for an unknown amount of time finally began. Following the soul imprint left earlier, Zhang Yue and the rabbit soon found the old man who was busy in the garbage dump.
The green military coat wrapped around his thin body, and the hands like eagle claws sticking out of the cuffs crummaged through the garbage heap with a long pair of tongs, flies and mosquitoes surrounded him, and the buzzing sound was as cheerful as a song.
"That's him. How to say? The rabbit asked.
"Say it with your mouth." Zhang Yue pulled the rabbit and walked towards the garbage dump.
The old man stopped, and the sudden footsteps surprised him, and when he turned around and saw that the people who had come were still a young man and a woman, he was even more shocked that he could not speak for a while, so he had to stand in a daze, with tongs in his hand and a can.
Zhang Yue bowed slightly and said, "Grandpa, can I ask you something?" Zhang Yue's voice was soft, but every word chiseled into the old man's mind, quickly pulling him back from his sluggish mental state.
"Huh? Oh, yes, yes, just ask any questions. The old man hurriedly put down the pliers and took a step back, a pair of dirty hands didn't know where to put them, so they had to hang in the air awkwardly, "Why don't you go out first, it's so dirty here." It's not for you people. β
Zhang Yue nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then please accompany us to find a place to sit down and talk slowly." β
"Huh? Go...... Where to sit? I...... This seems inconvenient! The old man spread his hands with a helpless expression.
"It's okay, we'll give you a change of clean clothes, or, if you don't mind, you can go to the hotel where we're staying now," Ms. Zhang said.
The old man hesitated for a while, waved his hand, and said, "It's not good, it's not good, it's so troublesome for you, if you have any questions, just ask quickly, I'm really inconvenient." Do you want to ask for directions, although I am old and dizzy, in this area, I am still very familiar, homeless, I have to run everywhere. The old man didn't know what was wrong, and he seemed to be unguarded in front of this young man.
Zhang Yue didn't care where it was, he just wanted to ask questions, since the old man didn't want to go, then talk directly in the garbage dump, it was okay, "Grandpa, have you encountered some strange things recently?" For example, something is missing, or something is often overlooked. β
"Huh?" The old man's face changed slightly, and the vigilance he had just put down was instantly raised, but he quickly regained his composure, he naturally knew what Zhang Yue was asking, "I'm just a rag picker, whatever I usually pick up, it's what it is, there is nothing more, let alone losing things." Who's going to pay attention to me, a bum? β
"Really? Then do you recall that before that, did you meet any strange people? And I have a good relationship with you. Zhang Yue continued to ask.
The old man wiped his oily face and said with a smile: "I have met strange people, but there are too many." In the eyes of others, we homeless people are strange people, so naturally we stay with strange people. So your question, it doesn't make much sense. Is there anything else you want to ask, young man? No, I'll have to pick up trash somewhere else! β
Zhang Yue glanced at the old man seriously, frowned, stretched out again, and said with a smile: "There is one last question, do you know which of you is the most well-informed?" β
The old man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, of course, follow this road until the end, and then you can see a bridge, and those homeless people under the bridge are all good at inquiring about the news, as long as you can afford to pay for it, they can tell you what the husband and wife of which alley and which family have done in two nights." β
Hearing this, Zhang Yue also raised her eyebrows, took out a hundred-yuan bill and stuffed it into the old man's hand, "Thank you." See you soon. "The laughter of children is played in the trees, they run and jump around the trunks, sometimes attracted by startled butterflies, sometimes curiously observing the new buds, and in this small place, they are exposed to the wonders of nature. Parents either frolic with them, or sit on the floor when they are tired, and communicate with each other.
Families are here, like old friends who have not seen each other for many years, telling their warmth and beauty. Everything was so peaceful and peaceful. If it weren't for the old man who suddenly broke in, he was dressed in a tattered military coat, a black and white beard, and the stench that emanated from his body.
His appearance was a brutal hand that instantly tore open people's hidden faces. The kind smile turned into a furrowed face of disgust in the next second. Parents hurriedly grabbed their children, ran away like ghosts, and let the children cry and protest in their arms, and they did not want to stay here for another second.
The old man was well aware of his destructive power. In winter, this is where he lives, and once the winter is over, it will be occupied by these homeless people. Sometimes, he was tempted to yell at them, "Go back to your house, you are not welcome in my house!" "Of course, it's just a thought.
After chatting with Zhang Yue, he came here as soon as possible, dragging a sack in his hand, which contained half a bag of bottles and cans. The old man looked around, but he still couldn't see the figure, but he had a gut feeling that the figure must be watching him. The old man shouted, "Hurry up, don't come out again." Someone is looking for you, and although they seem to be quite gentle lads and girls, they are certainly not your companions. You've done so many bad things, maybe they're the police. You hurry up, how far, how far. β