I don't know how I slept that day, but I fell asleep in a daze, and I can't remember anything after that.

But there was a part I remembered, and that was the dream I had.

That's right, I had a dream at night, a very strange dream.

It was that dream that reminded me of everything I had, all the places that I had neglected and forgotten.

In the dream, the old man sat beside me and looked at me with a smile on his face, his face full of relief, while Zhou Yujia was holding my hand and looking at the monster in the darkness in front of me.

That monster ox-bodied old man's face is exactly what I have been forgotten all along, piece.

As usual, he laughed and ridiculed me, and the gloating laughter made people feel extremely harsh, but I felt very calm when I looked at it, maybe it was because Zhou Yujia and the old man were with me.

"Don't cry, don't make trouble."

"April is like spring, and wealth is coming."

"I don't wake up from a big dream, I'm at ease."

"The flowers bloom in the sun, and the color loses after the rain."

"The rainbow shines through the sun, and the filial piety wears white."

The monster staggered in front of us, and the old man had a smile on his face, flicked his tail, and gently laid it on the ground.

Zhou Yujia looked at the piece curiously and asked, what kind of monster are you?

Hearing this, he laughed and shook his head.

"Crazy and nasty, come for everything."

"Kill for killing, and pollute the Lingtai."

I hugged Zhou Yujia tightly, didn't make any sound, and watched this scene quietly.

I was in a strange state, knowing that it was just a dream, but I believed it to be true.

The old man's smile and the warmth of Yujia's body are telling me a fact.

They are still there, not gone.

"God has no eyes, and the avenue is deeply buried."

"The fate has been decided, and there is no way out."

"There are always good deeds, but there is no good recompense."

"Don't ask about the future, my heart is buried by myself, hahahaha!!"

The head of the piece slowly approached me, and the smile on the old man's face was extremely strange, and he stared at me as if he were looking at the most ridiculous thing in the world, and his smile was very dazzling.

"I've been a good person for half my life, but the result is really no good reward" I nodded thoughtfully, looked at the piece in confusion, and asked it: "What should I do?" ”

Zhou Yujia suddenly shook my hand, turned his head sideways and smiled at me.

"Brother Yi, you are a good person."

"Huh?"

"You don't want to be a bad person, you just have to live a peaceful life and"

I remember everything after that very vaguely, it seems that the piece also said a lot to me, the old man too, and so did Yujia.

In the midst of a severe headache, I woke up.

To be precise, I was woken up by the little Buddha.

"Are you alright?"

Little Buddha looked at me cautiously, and as soon as I woke up, he took a few steps back and distanced himself from me, as if he was afraid that I would suddenly attack him.

"Are you sick?" I rubbed my temples and asked, saying in my heart that this person is really fickle, yesterday he was still the second and third of the earth

The little Buddha frowned and didn't speak, and after half a sound, he pointed around: "Look where this is." ”

When I looked up, I saw that the room I was in was not yesterday's hotel, but another hotel, and the words "Special Services 138XXXXXXXX" written on the business card on the bedside table were shining.

"Yesterday, you went crazy all of a sudden." Little Buddha had an expression of wanting to kill me and then fast, bared his teeth and said: "I just asked what happened to you, and then, you shot me three times in the head, if I didn't hide in time, I would have been by you."

I touched the bandage on my head, which was tied very messily, and suddenly noticed that there were several more wounds on my head, which seemed to have been hit by a blunt object

"You're ruthless enough." I said helplessly.

"If you don't be ruthless, you can't control you, you see, Lao Tzu has been broken by your shot." Little Buddha angrily pointed to a shallow wound on his face, and was about to continue to criticize me, but I interrupted his words.

I asked him suspiciously, "Why did I shoot you yesterday?" ”

"You ask me if I'm from Pawnshop No. 8, and I say yes, and you shoot." The tone of the little Buddha's speech is called a grievance, comparable to Dou E who is flying snow in June, in fact, his grievance is also reasonable.

I'm telling the truth, and you know this fact, why did Mao ask me again and shoot me?

This mental activity must have come and gone in the depths of his heart.

"What happened to you yesterday?"

When I heard him ask me, I was stunned and replied, "The sequelae of not sleeping well." ”

"I'm grass, it's really a shame for you not to write a novel." The little Buddha gave me a disdainful look, as if he was thinking for a moment, then pulled out the pistol from his waist and handed it to me.

"Self-defense, get people, this guy is really good, but don't put a gun on Lao Tzu in the future."

I took the pistol and asked curiously, "Then again, why do you always like to use five companies. Hair? ”

"Emotional."

This is one of the most unreliable answers I've ever heard of the little Buddha, and it sounds like the answer is as high as 90 percent, but the facts tell me a long time later that he is telling the truth.

Leaning on the bed, I asked the little Buddha for a cigarette, lit it and smoked it, and took care of myself.

Everything that follows has to be well planned.

The matter here in Xiangxi is done, and it will soon be Yujia's first seven, and I have to rush back to do something.

Suddenly I remembered an important matter, if this matter is not solved properly, I am afraid that my heart is really unsteady.

I opened and turned off the mobile phone for several days, I didn't care about the messy text messages, yawned and found Chen San's phone in the phone book, and dialed it without much thought.

After ringing twice, Chen San answered the phone.

"Xiao Yi, why did you think of calling me?!"

"Uncle, I'm in a bit of a hurry here, and I want to ask you for help." I said politely.

Chen San didn't think too much about it, and asked me directly, "What's the matter?" Tell uncle, uncle help you! ”

"Do you know someone who can measure the number of people who can measure their lifespan?" I rubbed my red eyes, and I felt a faint tingling sensation in my temples, and it was very uncomfortable.

In my memory, the masters who can accurately measure the life span of others seem to be gone, except for the fat uncle.

Of course, I'm talking about people I know, and some old-timers are not in this range, after all, I don't know them well and don't know them.

The fat uncle is now in a severe coma, I want to calculate how many years I have lived, this kind of high-tech work is obviously comatose The fat uncle is not competent, so I can only find other people.

Although Chen San is a Gu player, he has more or less known many people in the industry, maybe he has someone there who can calculate my lifespan.

"Yes, yes, but that person is not very familiar with me, let him do this kind of thing" Chen San hesitated for a moment, and then agreed, saying that he would help me contact that person now.

"You call him, just say it's to help me calculate my lifespan, and ask him to send me a text message to give me the result, it's 100,000 if it's good, and it's 100,000 if it's not good, and my birthday is eight"

After that, I didn't continue to talk to Chen San, after all, if you talk too much, you will lose, and there are some things I don't want Chen San to know, he is an outsider and should not be involved by me.

After getting my birthday, Chen San hung up the phone and went to find the person, while I chatted with the little Buddha.

"I'm going back to Guiyang."

"I'll be with you, so that you don't have to make a mistake and get into trouble halfway, and when the time comes to get out of Guiyang, I'll take you directly to us."

"Thank you."

Having said that, the birthday eight characters could not be given to others casually, but at that time I couldn't manage so much, not to mention that the person was a fortune teller, and there were at least hundreds of birthday eight characters that usually passed his eyes, and he could target me alone as a customer without injustice or hatred?

The main thing is that I want to know how many years I have folded, and this answer is very important to me

If you fold less, then the road in the future will be much easier, if you fold more

After waiting quietly for nearly an hour, a text message was sent to my phone.

According to Chen San's previous instructions, this text message should have been sent to me by the fortune teller, and I have to say that his skills are really excellent, so it was only for a while

"The head of the road is ruthless, the heavens are angry and condemn it, the ninety-five is gone, and the remaining seventy is full."

"It's good to do it yourself."

Why do you lose so much life? Is it because all the people I killed were Chinese?

The old lady has killed more people than me, maybe because those grandsons are small Japan, so the number of years lost is not as much as mine, it seems that God is teaching me to be patriotic.

I looked at the text messages helplessly, without any other emotions about the contents.

In this way, my ninety-five years of life are only seventy now, and I have twenty-five years of killing those grandchildren, which is a loss-making business, and I can't do it in the future.

Smoking a cigarette, I dialed the wreath shop's landline.

"Hello? Birdman? ”

As soon as the phone was connected, I changed the subject: "I'm out for a walk, I'll be back in a few days, don't worry about me." ”

"You"

"I'll be back soon, don't worry about me, just take care of yourself, hang up."

"Little Buddha, you wait for me."

I tidied up my dirty clothes, and I didn't plan to change them, so I wiped my face in the bathroom at random, and after calling Xiaofo, we left the hotel and went straight to a place arranged by Xiaofo, preparing to take the car back to Guiyang from there.

Passenger cars, trains, planes, we don't dare to sit, for fear of being recognized by some eyeliner, don't let people do it before we get to Guiyang halfway.

In this case, a black car is the first choice.

Before getting into the car, I called the man 100,000 yuan according to the bank card number in the text message, and then sent him a text message, which contained only two simple words.

Thank you.

"By the way, Little Buddha, you can arrange it and let someone help me find something."

"What's that?"

"Eight-legged golden-eyed worm."