Chapter 122: About Nasha

Zhang Peng entered the room and asked me about the photo, I couldn't figure out the reason, I could only tell the story, he scratched his head after listening, puzzled, don't talk about him, it is estimated that this is a world puzzle, if I can't figure out the identity of the person in the photo, I can only think that the photo is fake.

"Liu Ling's injury has been less than a month now, can it get better so quickly?" He asked.

"You reminded me that she was badly injured."

"She must have been injured to save you, this woman has nothing to say to you, but she is too ruthless, her abdomen was pierced by ice arrows, and she secretly ran away after staying in the hospital for a few days." Zhang Peng said while checking the cabinet, the puppet man last night must have been put by the old driver, so Zhang Peng was afraid of being tricked again tonight.

"She's probably from the killer group." I said, although I don't want to admit it, but this woman is mysterious, for fear of being discovered, Ouyang Xiong said that he was specially invited, I have to believe that only the killer can endure the pain and escape, because he is afraid of being caught by the police.

"No wonder, then why did she have to save the female ghost?"

"Who knows?" I counted Ouyang Xiong again, and I couldn't figure out all the information, anyway, Ouyang Xiong was confused, but since Zhang Peng also believed that there was any rejuvenation pill, he must know something.

"Liu Bagong was killed by him?"

I nodded. "Liu Bagong is not a good thing, my past experience is inseparable from his fanning. But this shows that this old thing kills without blinking. ”

"Regarding the matter of the Rejuvenation Pill, I went back to ask the master again, and he said that he heard about it from Liu Bagong, I don't know if it's true or not, but you can always try."

"What the hell is wrong with Nasha? You have to do this. "That's what I'm most curious about.

Zhang Peng said this, sighing deeply, "She's old." ”

"How old?" I asked, for fear that he would hold back again.

"In terms of physical age, it's almost 72 years old."

"Day ......" I'm confused, he's only twenty-seven or eighteen, it seems, how could he fall in love with 72-year-old Nasha, still dead and alive, old fetish? No wonder he didn't dare to say it, if it were me, he wouldn't say it if he was killed. But why is his taste so heavy.

He looked at me, sighed, and then took out the knitted wallet from the cloth bag and handed it to me, I quickly took it, opened it and looked at it, in addition to more than 300 yuan, there was also a palm-sized plastic old photo.

The photograph is in color, with some slight yellowing, and a pair of young men and women snuggled together, and they are more than heart-shaped. Take a closer look, the girl is wearing a long skirt in the style of ethnic minorities, pure and beautiful, with a sweet smile, just looking at the photos, I feel that her eyes are as clear as the blue sky above her head, and her facial features are not inferior to Ouyang Qingqing.

Take a closer look, my grass, that man turned out to be Zhang Peng, and he looks pretty good, what has this guy experienced over the years, he actually looks like a forty-year-old like this.

"What does that mean? Nasha's granddaughter? You eat everything you can eat" As soon as I finished asking, he grabbed the photo and stuffed it into his bag, glared at me and yelled: "You think they are all like you, they like to dance awkwardly with the old witch, this girl is Nasha." ”

"Damn, you're the immortal." I exclaimed, it was like an initiation, otherwise I couldn't explain this photo, the girl above was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she must not have been more than fifty years old now.

"Don't guess a few times, let Ouyang Xiong hear it. When the time comes, I'll be dissected. Zhang Peng said impatiently.

I lit a cigarette and sat in a chair waiting for him to tell him a twists and turns in the story of a bloody love affair between old and young. Zhang Peng carefully stuffed the photo in, brewed a cup of coffee and held it in his hand, sat down and looked out the window and fell into deep thought.

"Ten years ago, when I was eighteen years old, I was seriously ill and almost dying, and the Master had given up on me. She had a strong personality, and she coerced her parents with a knife on her neck and insisted on going, but at that time, I was in a coma, otherwise it would have been impossible for her to go. Everyone in the village knows that to worship the Flower Buddha, an hour is equal to a day, she worshiped for two years, and after being kicked out, she walked from the temple to her home, and she was one year old for every minute she walked, she ......"

Zhang Peng paused, actually picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff, and choked on tears.

She ...... actually watched himself change from a sixteen-year-old girl to a gray-haired 64-year-old man. ”

"This is too evil, isn't it?" After I finished speaking, I had crazy mental calculations in my head, one day is equivalent to 24 days, one year is equivalent to 24 years, two years is 48 years, I went at the age of sixteen, plus I was kicked out eight years ago, but I was 72 years old. "Why didn't your master use his fart, why didn't he cure you."

"My master is just a warlock, and he doesn't know how to bring the dead back to life. I was unconscious, and when I woke up two years later, I didn't recognize her at all. There was a time when I hated Master so much, if he hadn't tried to renew my life, he would have died at that time, and there would have been nothing to do. ”

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked.

"Heart disease." After he finished speaking, he unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the scar on his chest, "My master operated on me, but it didn't work. ”

"Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"I went to the hospital for this disease, but I can't be cured."

Zhang Peng took a deep breath and looked at the cigarette in his hand, Nasha was like this cigarette, burning herself and becoming a smoker. I scratched my head and looked at him, I still haven't come to my senses, it's deliberately too bizarre, and I don't know how to comfort him.

Just imagine, a girl she loves deeply, in order to save her life, almost exchanged her youth. Zhang Peng, who saved his life, how should he face the 72-year-old Nasha now? Although age is not a problem, the gap is too big is definitely a problem, and this long-term sense of guilt may also make pure love no longer so easy.

"What kind of temple is that, so evil."

"Flower Buddha Temple, there is a Yufeng Tianchi in our area, there are several such strange temples around, and the Red Buddha relics in Liu Ling's hands are somewhat related to the Red Buddha Temple in the neighboring village. The bodhisattvas in it are all inexplicable, they are not purified sentient beings, but people who need all kinds of exchanges to protect Nagong, but they seem to be quite spiritual. ”

I kept scratching my head, a little unsure of what to say.

"What kind of rejuvenation pill is that, can it really bring Nasha back to her real age?" I asked.

"My master said yes."

"Then I'll go." I replied.

"Where are you going?" He asked me puzzled.

"Help you get the Rejuvenation Pill."

Maybe I've never been so proactive, Zhang Peng was a little surprised, "Are you sure?" This may be risky, and you have to be an enemy of Ouyang Qingqing. ”

"It doesn't matter, she doesn't have the kind of male and female affection you think for me, just to save my father. Ouyang Xiong, this old thing, kills people without blinking, and dies when he dies. People's attachment stems from hope, her father is really dead, and the pain of losing her loved ones will not last long. When I was five years old, I didn't live without my father and grandmother. As for the danger, it doesn't matter, although the scale armor has stopped growing, my life will not be much better. I'm the kind of boy who sticks a knife in both ribs for his friends. ”

I lit a cigarette and pretended not to care, trying to be as playful as I could. lest Zhang Peng still have to be grateful to me, he has saved me many times, and I am not grateful, thanks is a very unfamiliar polite word, I don't like it.

"Okay, let's go steal the pictures tonight and see what's going on. If they are also for the rejuvenation pill, then we should also be careful. Zhang Peng said.

"I don't think so, that grandmother doesn't seem to care about the Rejuvenation Pill, what she cares about is the love token."

"Have you ever asked what it is?"

Zhang Peng's reminder, I think it should be asked carefully, don't be bored.

"Fucking forgot to ask, because I didn't even think to help them find a needle in a haystack. Besides, they talk about a bunch of things about the Republic of China, and they are sadomasochistic and onmyoji, and I am confused. ”

I didn't get much sleep last night, and I thought I would have to work overtime at night, so I slept first. In the evening, Ouyang Qingqing came over again, kicked me as if it hadn't happened, took us to some City God's Temple for snacks, and wandered around for another two hours, until more than eight o'clock, before driving to the old house of Duanmu Huizi's family.

I specifically told them that they must be careful of the hidden knife bearer, otherwise all three of them will be wiped on their necks, and they will not be able to scratch it.

"Is it something like a ninja?" Zhang Peng asked.

"I don't know, when the time comes, you can see if it's some Oriental magic." Please keep in mind: Lily, URL mobile version, Lily free fastest update no anti-theft no anti-theft.