I squinted at the man's face, afraid of missing a single detail.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, face shape, when I took all his facial features apart, I finally recognized his identity.

It's Lao Hu, and the man in the photo is a tiger.

Then I turned my attention to the woman in the photo, and I also looked at her facial features separately, and found that she was the crazy woman living in this dilapidated house.

Li Huaishan probably saw the astonishment on my face, smacked his lips and said, "How did Lao Hu fall to this step in the field today?" ”

I couldn't help frowning: "Actually, the biggest change in Lao Hu is not his appearance, but his temperament." ”

Li Huaishan stared at the photo and nodded.

I directly taught Li Huaishan the album: "Where to take it, where to put it, don't flip through other people's things in the future." ”

With that, I walked out the door.

Li Huaishan shouted behind me: "Don't you think there is a problem with Lao Hu and that crazy woman? ”

"Whether there is a problem or not, we can't just mess with other people's things."

"What if they want to hurt us? You believe that the surname Gai is so much? ”

"I can't trust him, but I have no reason not to trust the Sky Cloud Daoist."

"I said what the hell is your path...... Get. ”

Li Huaishan interrupted his words, and then I heard him smacking his lips again.

Back in the living room, I began to clean up the furniture that I had brought out of the east bedroom.

When these cabinets and tables are all placed in a small space, you think that there are a lot of them, but when I try to scatter them in the living room, kitchen, and storage room, I feel that the tiger's house is not much different if it is not a home.

It is indeed a great torment for me to stay in such an environment for three months, although I am not a person with high requirements for material life, but things like TVs and network cables still need to be had, and even when I was in the thrift store, I had a laptop in my hand that I didn't use.

So after tossing the furniture in the house, the first thing I did was to contact the classmates who built the building and asked about the location of the home appliance market.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Li Huaishan and I rode motorcycles to the entrance of the village for a meal.

The first meal we had after arriving in Kunming turned out to be Chongqing old hot pot, the key is that the taste is quite authentic, for me it is almost the taste of hometown, but for Li Huaishan, who has never eaten spicy, the red chili oil in the hot pot is simply terrible.

He was so spicy that he was sweating profusely, and he kept fanning his tongue with his hands, scolding me for ordering too spicy, and at the same time eating endlessly.

I remember that when the second master returned to Bohai Bay with a bunch of Sichuan specialties, he specially told me not to be afraid of spicy food, and try to taste each specialty, but the problem is that as a person who was born in Chongqing and has lived in rebirth for more than ten years, even if I am not as spicy as most Chongqing people, I have never been afraid of spicy.

After eating, Li Huaishan and I went to the home appliance mall to buy a TV and laptop, and contacted the network company to pull the network cable for Lao Hu's family, and on the way back to the village, we found a pharmacy and took a few medicinal materials needed for the medicinal bath.

When I go out, it is impossible to be like when I am at home, the medicine used in the medicated bath is a sufficient amount, and when I am at home, I am particular about how to come, and how I will come outside, but this saves me a lot of money.

After entering the village, I remembered that I hadn't bought a bathtub for medicated baths, so I asked Li Huaishan to drag the TV back first, and I went to buy a bathtub outside the village alone.

I have to say that Li Huaishan's ability to recognize the road is much stronger than mine, the road in the village winds around, and when he is there, we can go all the way back and forth between the village entrance and Lao Hu's house, but when I rode a motorcycle to the village entrance by myself, I turned a few corners and got lost.

In addition, I was embarrassed to call Li Huaishan to find me, so I rode alone and walked around the village road.

At that time, it was just in time for work, and there were a lot of young people on the village road, but I didn't plan to ask for directions, so I silently walked around the village.

Whenever someone walks past me, I give them a quick glance.

If these people have an abnormality, I'm sure they can feel it.

Most of them walked on the village road in a hurry, and when I looked at them, they didn't pay any attention to me, and as time went on, the pedestrians seemed to become more and more hurried, even the women in high heels walked with big strides.

At first, I thought it was strange, but then I realized that seeing that the time was getting late, if these people didn't hurry up, they might be late for work.

But these days, who still goes home for dinner at noon? Don't you all solve the pull-down in the office?

Later, when I passed by a private house, I saw five or six young people coming out of it together, each with a lunch box in their hands, and I immediately understood what was going on.

At present, this small village seems to be the noon canteen for office workers.

After a long turn and nothing to discover, I was about to leave the village with the flow of people going to work, but not far after I slipped away, a mentally depressed young man caught my attention.

The guy looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with a skinny shirt over his skinny body and two pure white skulls embroidered on the neckline of the black shirt. In fact, compared to his hair, this dress is relatively normal, and the hair is really ...... Alas, I really don't want to depict his hair, except that it was a big lump of bright fuchsia.

I'm not a particularly conservative person, but I just can't accept this special style of coiling my hair into a flying hair.

He literally coiled his hair into a big lump...... What ice cream looks like.

He walked over from my side, one hand in his pocket, the other in his lunch, half a lit cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes were full of disdain, as if he was trying to make himself look like he was tugging.

But from his eyes, I saw not only disdain, but also weakness and slackness, coupled with his emaciated cheeks and deep dark circles, he looked like a ghost.

As soon as I saw this person, I knew there must be something wrong with him.

It doesn't matter if I'm prejudiced against his dress, it's just that the yin energy that emanates from his back doesn't disperse.

As soon as he walked past me, I locked my motorcycle to the side of the road, then turned around and quietly followed.

People have the nature of tending to the yang and avoiding the yin, everyone who walks by him will deliberately distance himself from him, I followed him ten meters away, staring at the yin qi that rose from his spine, and my brows couldn't help frowning.

Fortunately, he kept walking in a straight direction, and I didn't have to be distracted to remember the way, and ten years later, he came to a steel-framed house next to the village road, slammed the door with his skinny hand, and shouted: "Turtle blind goods, open the door for Lao Tzu!" ”

When he shouted at the top of his voice, the green tendons in the corners of his forehead burst out, and I only saw his side face, and I felt that his eyes seemed to be constantly wandering, and the whole person's expression looked extremely excited, like a addict who smoked something.

It didn't take long for the door to open, and the people inside also cursed: "You died and came back?" ”

The voice itself is weak, but the speaker forcibly opens his voice to make his voice louder.

The thin man outside the door laughed as he entered, and I quickly followed a few steps, and when I reached the door, I glanced inside quickly.

The thin man seemed to be a little alert, and when I glanced into the room, he turned his head to look at me, and I immediately straightened my eyes and walked past the door.

It wasn't until the door closed that I stopped and looked towards the steel-framed room.

In this village, all the houses I have seen before are made of bricks and cement, but this two-storey house is a steel structure, and it looks much wider than the others, and it seems that it is not for people to live in, but for storehouses or factories.

I think that the young man I saw just now is the migrant worker in Lao Hu's mouth.

Actually, I would like to ask the locals what happened in this house, but at this time there are only young people running around in the village, and they are probably all office workers in the neighborhood, so I am afraid that they will not know much about the affairs of the village.

If it were now, I would have gone directly to the villagers' homes to ask, but at that time, I was still a newcomer to the industry, and I was far less flexible in handling many things than I am now.

At that time, I looked at the door of the steel-framed room and fell into deep thought for a while.

How do I get in? Judging from the young man's actions just now, he should be a very alert person, I don't know why he is so alert, but I vaguely feel that there seems to be something unsightly in this steel-framed room.

If I break in, I will definitely be able to break in, but what kind of reason do I have to break in, not to mention where the reason for breaking in comes from, even if I can break in, I'm afraid I will have to make a lot of noise, and if the villagers ask questions, how should I respond?

There was nothing I could do, but I finally decided to come back late at night, maybe I could find something else.

Just as I was pondering these things, the office workers in a hurry seemed to have all left the village, and when I came back to my senses and looked on the road to the village, I found that except for a woman who was still in a hurry, I was left on the whole road.

There was no point in staying any longer, so I could only sigh in my heart and leave first.

I walked the same way for a while, and I saw that my motorcycle had somehow fallen to the ground, and an enthusiastic young man was grabbing my handlebars as if to lift my car up.

But when I went a little deeper, I realized that he was only grasping the handlebar with one hand, and the other hand was holding the saw blade, sawing my lock.

Damn, it's a car thief!

(End of chapter)