The fat man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and his face changed for a while, but he didn't pay attention to me, but squatted in front of me, and picked up the bloody shirt I was wearing without saying anything.

Hiss!

My heart was already on the verge of collapse, and the moment he lifted my clothes, the heart-rending pain spread all over my body exponentially, as if my body would be torn apart in the next moment.

I didn't resist, I didn't say anything, but looked at him calmly, I want to remember, deeply remember the fat man's face, remember this person who killed me, when I die, I must seek revenge on him!

"Damn, that's the thing", the fat man didn't pay any attention to me, and when he opened my clothes, he quickly found the dried blood stain on my heart.

He spat on his palm, rubbed his hands together, and the fat man looked at me, then pressed the spittled palm on my heart and kneaded it vigorously.

Now, what can I do but accept it silently? Anyway, I've already accepted my fate, the big deal is to die, and everything will be left to him.

However, what I never dreamed of was that with the kneading of the fat man's big hands, the sharp pain in my heart was actually relieved a little, and with the movement of the fat man's big hands, the heart-rending feeling became less and less.

I looked at him with a look of astonishment, my eyes widened, could it be that the fat man didn't come to harm me, but to save me?

Things did turn out as I imagined, after the fat man completely wiped the blood stain on my heart, my heart didn't hurt at all, as if everything that had just happened was a dream.

Wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, the fat man tilted his head and glanced at me, I was a little embarrassed to look at it, after all, just now, I was stupid to say that the fat man wanted to hurt me, so that he could give me a good time.

Boom!

Just as I was thinking about how to thank the fat man, suddenly, the fat man punched me hard in the stomach.

I was caught off guard, and the fat man's punch was extremely powerful, and at that moment, my intestines seemed to be spasmed by him.

"Brother Hu, what are you doing, I ......"

The fat man didn't pay any attention to me, and punched me in the stomach again.

Vomit~

I couldn't stand it at all, and I opened my mouth and spit it out.

The fat man's face was overjoyed when he saw this, and he held me with one hand, and hit me on the stomach with the other hand.

I was so tossed that I didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy, and I almost vomited out the bile from his beating.

Later, maybe seeing that I was just retching and not spitting up, the fat man shook me off, quickly took out his mobile phone, and was not disgusting, and took a picture of the filth I spit out, which was like a treasure hunt.

"No, why not?" Pouting his ass and watching it for a long time, the fat man finally said something inexplicably.

Although I don't know why the fat man hit me, I already fully believed him by his action of saving me just now, and quickly asked him, nothing?

"What else could it be? You eat the yellow table paper with a pen", gave me a blank look, the fat man has no good air.

I looked at the fat man in a daze, completely dazed, "How do you know that I ate yellow table paper?" ”

"How do I know? Just because Lao Tzu is a worrying life, is this explanation enough? The fat man looked disgusted and seemed to be angry.

I smiled awkwardly, and continued to lean over to the fat man, asking him how he knew that I had eaten yellow paper.

I was grinding to the ground, the fat man spat on the ground, sat on the ground, took out a cigarette, threw one to me, lit one himself and took a puff, and then said in a disregardful manner:

"Hiding in the middle of the night where this kind of bird doesn't, holding his heart with his hands, and looking at the virtue of returning to the West at any time, even if I am stupid, I know that you must have eaten the yellow table paper."

According to the fat man, writing his birthday on a yellow sheet of paper and dotting the blood of his middle finger on his heart is a kind of evil art in itself.

If other people's sperm and blood were on my heart, even if I would be in pain and uncomfortable, I shouldn't have reacted so much; And if I use my own essence and blood, the adverse reaction will increase exponentially, and the final result will be that I will be hurt to death.

I asked the fat man with a scared face, why did you hit me just now?

The fat man glanced at me and said that he naturally wanted me to spit out the yellow sheet paper that I had eaten.

"The essence blood punishment method, in addition to the essence blood dim sum, there must be a premise, that is, the person who is casting the spell must eat the yellow table paper with his birth date written on it, otherwise, this evil method will not work."

At this time, I realized why the fat man went to see the filth I spit out, and dared to look for those yellow table papers.

The fat man didn't find the yellow table paper I spit out, which means that the yellow table paper may have been digested by me, I was a little panicked, and quickly asked the fat man, what should I do?

The fat man sighed and said what else could he do? Later, I will go to the service area to buy a bottle of laxative and pull it away.

I had a black line on my head, and asked the fat man, why did the person who hurt me hide in a place where there is no light?

"What else?" The fat man spat out a puff of smoke and said with a gloomy face: "Naturally, I want that ghost to harm you." ”

"Hurt me? Which ghost? ”

"It's that old lady", the fat man replied impatiently, and continued: "When I found you just now, I felt a yin qi existing, but I only cared about saving you at that time, so I didn't care about it. ”

Speaking of this, the fat man paused, and suddenly asked me, "Which fucker who lacks great virtue told you this method of blood and heart?" ”

I didn't dare to hide it, so I told the fat man that it was the old man Tan who was the gatekeeper in the factory told me.

"Old man Tan? This old miscellaneous hair usually looks like a dog, and his mother's daring is a warlock. ”

I asked the fat man, what is a warlock?

"Warlocks, just those who don't learn and don't know how to do it, to put it bluntly, they are people who know some methods and like to make some evil and crooked ways", the fat man replied to me casually, and said: "By the way, what did Old Man Tan tell you in addition to telling you about this essence and blood heart punishment technique?" ”

I'm a little entangled, it stands to reason that the fat man saved me, I shouldn't hide anything from him, but the old man Tan who I regarded as a life-saving benefactor will harm me in the end, people's hearts are separated from the belly, God knows if the fat man is sincere to me?

Purple Pupil also once told me not to believe my eyes, let alone my ears, didn't I say that I should not believe everything I see and hear?

I hesitated for a while, and then I told the fat man what Old Man Tan told me, of course, I didn't tell the fat man about the three taboos that Night Mei told me, for the fat man, I have to believe him, and at the same time guard against him.

"I'll go to his uncle's, why doesn't this old immortal die soon?" After listening to my narration, the fat man blew up on the spot, if I hadn't pulled it, I would have gone back to fight with Lao Tantou now.

The fat man scolded and greeted the eighteenth generation of Lao Tantou's ancestors one by one, but I also understood something:

It is true that three lathe workers died in the fat car, but the one who died in the toilet was born with a genetic heart disease; The second is a simple traffic accident; As for the third one, it was because I stepped on a puddle of oil stains on the ground and happened to fall on my head.

On the way back, the fat man chattered and scolded, and his voice echoed in the empty service area, causing many security guards to look sideways at me.

Instead of following the fat man back to the car, I went to the service area and bought a bottle of laxatives, after all, I still have a time bomb buried in my stomach.

That night, I was tossed to death, my legs were weak, and I hated Lao Tan Tou even more in my heart.

However, then again, I have no grievances with him, so why should he harm me?

Also, deliberately let me hide in a place where there is no light, so that the dead old lady can kill me, does this mean that the old Tan Tou and the old lady are clearly together?

Thinking of this, I suddenly recovered a trace of strength, and I saw a glimmer of light:

If my speculation is correct, as long as I follow the line of Lao Tan Tou, I can find out the person behind the scenes who wants to harm me.

Ding Ding Ding!

Suddenly, just as I was secretly happy in my heart, my phone rang suddenly, and the caller ID was a landline at home.

Just connected the mobile phone, and before I could speak, my grandfather's hurried voice came from the earpiece:

"Xiaolong, hurry up and go to sleep, Zitong has something to say to you!"