How did Kuroko's hand not exist?

The blind boss told me a little bit, and that's what he said.

"Kuroko and I used to do tomb robbing, but I'm not professional, mainly to find something." The blind boss said, hehe couldn't stop laughing, and said with a smile: "Who knew that we were in that tomb, and we accidentally met a goblin who could manipulate the world, and as a result, Kuroko's hand was gone." ”

When he said this, the blind boss's expression was a little complicated, and he still had a smile on his face, but the look in his eyes was very remorseful.

"The main thing to blame me for this is this." The blind boss added.

In fact, at that time, I really wanted to ask the blind boss, did Kuroko hate you because of this?

But looking at the complicated expression on the blind boss's face, when the words came to my mouth, I really couldn't ask.

Much later, we had a conversation about it at a drinking party.

The blind boss thinks that Kuroko doesn't hate him.

Kuroko thinks that he really doesn't hate him.

Why?

The answer is simple.

Some things are predestined, and no one else is to blame, let alone others

"He is much more bitter than me, what should I take to hate him? Without him, there would be no me, understand? Kuroko explained to me at the time.

Straight to the point.

After a month of suffering in the hospital, Kuroko and I went through the discharge procedures and returned to the wreath shop to help the blind boss.

Although there are a lot of guests who usually come and I am a little tired and panicked when we are busy, Kuroko and I still prefer to keep ourselves busy rather than having a boring day in the hospital.

To be honest, we're pretty cheap.

"Yes, all those things are in storage." The blind boss sat on the rocking chair at the entrance of the store, basking in the sun comfortably, shaking the rocking chair, and then directing me and Kuroko to move the goods.

"Hey, I'll go! Can you have a snack?! You haven't even eaten, have you?! ”

"Give Lao Tzu a good move! Hurry up and don't ink! ”

The blind boss seemed to be immersed in the pleasure of pointing out the country, scolding and directing us, as if he was a little thirsty, and asked Shen Han to help him buy a cup of milk tea and come back.

Fuck me.

"He shouldn't be able to see us, right?" I asked Kuroko.

"Definitely." Kuroko nodded.

"Then he's addicted to being a boss, right?" I asked again.

"Definitely." Kuroko nodded fiercely.

"Damn, we both moved so hard, and he's still scolding there, isn't this teasing the two of us!" I glared at the blind boss angrily.

Of course, I didn't dare to say these words out loud, I was muttering to Kuroko in a soft voice.

In the past month, I have become more and more aware of the blind boss.

It's no exaggeration to say that I'm disappointed in the world.

The old man on the left looks quite fairy, but in fact, he is a very unreliable old man, especially the style of life, is that what a master should look like?!

The blind boss is even more here.

At first, I thought he was a gentleman who was as gentle as jade, and his tireless teaching to his younger disciples was as warm as a spring breeze, but judging from his life during this time

He's got a worse mouth than I do, really, no kidding.

"Hey, it's more useful for Lao Tzu to hire a child laborer than the two of you." The blind boss drank milk tea and said in a loud voice: "The goods haven't been moved until now, why don't you two tease me?" ”

I was about to reply to him, but I felt a surge of, and I suddenly had the idea to clean him up.

"Brother Yi, when I memorized the text this morning, I found that something was wrong."

I gave Kuroko a look and motioned for him to watch a good show, and then hurriedly ran to the blind boss's side, pretending to be particularly worried about the country and the people: "I almost forgot to tell you about this, if it drags on any longer, it is estimated that it will be a big deal!" ”

"What do you mean?" The blind boss was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked, "What problem have you encountered?" ”

"When I read the dictionary you gave me today, I only felt that there was a flood of desolation, flowing in my body non-stop, and in an instant, I scattered all the limbs and hundreds of bones!" I talked to him in a storytelling tone, and without waiting for him to scold me, I continued to say: "That desolate aura is now in the dantian, if I don't force it out, I will have to become Long Aotian, do you think I can force it?" ”

"Well, you're forced, you're awesome." The blind boss scolded and said, "Can you usually watch less fantasy?" Why did I take this from you?"

Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud pop, and a mysterious smell began to spread through the air.

"Okay, my desolate spirit has been forced out." I smiled, looked at the milk tea in the blind boss's hand, and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Yi, you drink slowly, I'll go to the toilet to pull it first, and then continue to move goods for you when I come back." ”

I swear, the blind boss really had the intention of killing me and sacrificing to heaven at that time.

"You are a critic" The blind boss's Guiyang dirty work blurted out, and stood up menacingly: "Can you kid not be so insidious?!! If you want to fart, you won't roll away?!! ”

"Didn't you want to smell what is called the breath of the desolation" I clenched my fists and said with a smile: "Brother, I, Long Aotian, will leave for the time being, and I will talk about it when I come back, I will not be able to clamp it at the back door." ”

As I ran towards the side door of the wreath shop, I vaguely heard the sound of the blind boss scolding outside.

it, let you!

When I came back after pulling, the blind boss's cup of milk tea was still next to the rocking chair, and he hadn't moved at all, which showed that he was disgusted by me.

Seeing this, I was about to go over and tease him a few words, but when I walked outside the door, I saw that the blind boss was chatting with a middle-aged man, and his expression was very incomprehensible.

When does the blind boss usually put on such an expression?

One, it's time to pretend to be with us.

Second, it is the time to pretend to be with customers.

Now it is clear that the second case is the case.

I guess he heard my footsteps, and the blind boss naturally turned around and waved at me.

"Hurry up!"

Hearing this, I hurriedly ran into the hall, first said hello to the blind boss, after all, in front of the guests to do all the courtesy, and then asked.

"This gentleman is coming"

"Hit the ghost." The blind boss interrupted me, his brows furrowed: "But what is the specific matter, he didn't say clearly." ”

"Hello sir, can you tell us about your ghost?" I said hello to the man in all seriousness.

The man was about forty years old, with some bruises on his forehead, as if he had been hit by something, and the expression on his face was lifeless, and there was a faint fear in his eyes.

"My wife is dead." He seemed to be muttering to himself, his eyes looking at the floor, and his voice trembled a little: "She's dead and now she's haunted me"

Hearing him say this, I immediately remembered Li Dingguo's incident.

Could it be that his wife's death also had something to do with him?

Thinking of this, I looked at him suspiciously, didn't say anything, and continued to listen.

But what I didn't expect was that after he said this, he fell silent, his face turned pale, and his whole body trembled.

"Don't be afraid." The blind boss comforted: "Since you have found me here, then you will not have an accident, don't worry." ”

"Blind boss, I was introduced by a friend, and they all said that you are very smart here," the middle-aged man said with a pale face, trembling, picked up the small suitcase at his feet, opened the box, and put it on the counter.

What was contained in it was all stacks of RMB, estimated to be five or six hundred thousand.

"Tell me about yourself first." The blind boss said calmly that he didn't look at the money, maybe because he couldn't see it, so he was very calm.

"My wife is crazy, you know?" The middle-aged man seemed to ease up a little, took out a cigarette and lit it, and inhaled it vigorously; "If she dies, she has to be buried with me!"

The blind boss drank the tea silently, it seemed to have just been brewed, and it was still steaming on it.

"Do you think I'm going too far to say that about my wife?" The middle-aged man looked at us and squeezed out a smile on his face: "If you were me, I'm afraid you would feel the same way." ”

"Is it that your wife died, and then she was reluctant to let you go with her?" Shen Han suddenly asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head, his eyes full of despair.

"It's not as simple as you think." The middle-aged man laughed more ugly than crying: "Do you know the head-lowering technique?" ”