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The small city is not big, the eastern suburbs are near the river, there is a piece of scattered buildings that are not towns, villages are not villages, some are very new, they are the products of rural urbanization in recent years, some are very old, not luxurious, but they can roughly see the style of the Republic of China or the puppet Manchurian period.

My car stopped in front of a small courtyard with a rental in front of the door, and when I knocked on the door, a fair-skinned, breast-to-breast, ass ...... came out Fatso.

Not very old, how old exactly, well, you know, fat people are not very good at judging age.

"Gahadi?" The fat man asked.

"Rent a house."

"Is it acceptable to share a house? I live downstairs in the small building in the courtyard, and you live upstairs. The rent is 500 a month, and the water and electricity are paid by themselves. ”

"Can I take a look at the house first?"

The fat man stepped aside and said, "Come in." ”

I followed the fat man into the small courtyard, the grass and trees were faint, and there was actually a small pond. In this environment alone, 500 yuan a month cannot be said to be expensive. I went up to the second floor with the fat man from the external stairs, opened the door, two bedrooms and a living room, a kitchen, a toilet, a simple pattern, no household appliances, and the furniture was basically enough.

Well, it's okay to rent.

But before I could speak, the fat man said, "By the way, forget your life, right?" ”

The fat man asked this strange question in a very ordinary tone.

Maybe it's a relationship with a psychiatrist, but I'm fine, I just said, "I haven't counted it." ”

"Oh. Then if you think the house is okay, you can sign a two-year contract first. If you want to renew your contract, you have to find the time to calculate. The fat man groaned for a moment, and then said.

"Okay, I'll rent this house." I said, "However, I have to ask, does living in this house have anything to do with whether life is hard or not?" ”

"Hey, I've been at home for a long time, so I said it casually." The fat man explained very perfunctorily.

It just so happens that my curiosity is not strong.

Two years have passed quickly, and in these two years, I still haven't remembered anything before the morning of the first day of school, but I re-applied for my ID card through the school, got my driver's license, and I can't say that I am frugal but I have a small amount of savings, and I forgot what the fat man said about fortune-telling.

……

Coming back from the Poor Temple, I guess I probably saw a ghost (Sun Limin) and a thing that a ghost knows what it is (Sun Limin's brother). Then I felt that I couldn't do it anymore, first of all, it was too late, and secondly, I was a little distracted.

Back in the courtyard, it was almost four o'clock in the morning, the door on the first floor was open, and the lights were on. I walked in and saw Cheng Ming sitting in front of the computer as I did when I went out.

By the way, Cheng Ming is the fat landlord.

"Coming back? Borrow you to wrap instant noodles not? The fat man turned around and asked me with little clicks.

I sat down on the couch behind him and said, "No, I don't have an appetite, I should have been a hell of a god." ”

"It's not strange. The joke of the midnight taxi once occupied half of the supernatural bar. Early Taiwanese ghost stories and Japanese horror comics have also been involved. Cheng Ming said with a pretentious matter.

"Tsk, do you not believe it, or are you not afraid?" I want him to talk well.

"Heh, that's an interesting question." Cheng Ming smiled.

I stood up and tried to pull his cable.

He stopped and said, "Okay, I was wrong, I'll talk well in the future." ”

I let go of the network cable, went to the refrigerator and got a can of beer, and sat back on the sofa while drinking, before saying, "I just sent a Justice of the Peace similar to the head of the hidden family in the online novel to the ...... of the Poor Temple." ”

"Damn, then you're going to send it!" Cheng Ming opened his small eyes wide.

“…… of ghosts. ”

"Well, that's true...... Well, but think about it from another angle, you should have accumulated contacts in advance. Cheng Ming said, and clicked his little eyes twice.

I stood up and unplugged the network cable again.

"Calm down. Right. Sit down. Very good. Come, let's get down to business. Do you remember when I asked you if your life was hard when you rented a house? ”

"I remember. That's when I came out of the psychiatric department, and you, a dead fat man, are very happy, otherwise it's a little scary to think about. ”

"Well, actually, I'm serious." When Cheng Ming said this, the fat face also became serious with difficulty.

"Well, how to say it. What if it's not hard, how can you say it? "It's rare for a fat person to be serious, so I followed suit.

"It's hard to die, you keep living. Otherwise, you'll have to run. ”

"I can't move, I still have to run?" I groaned, and then asked, "You didn't move into this house without the owner's consent, right?" Are you afraid that people will come back and bump into you, and if I don't die, I'll be easily killed, right? As for you, you're probably going to be thrown in jail and picking up soap with your fat cheeks, right? ”

"If that's the case, it's fine." Cheng Ming smiled bitterly.

"Oh, is this okay? What is your orientation? Make it clear, otherwise I'll move in seconds! "I'm furious.

"Clearly? All right. At most, half a month later, the clouds will open, the netherworld will appear, the gods and demons will descend, and the ghosts will come to the world. Sounds scary. However, in fact, there is no need to make too much fuss, whether it is a prosperous era or a troubled era, it will make such a fuss before it comes. It's just that I'll be very busy here then. If your life is not hard, I'm really worried that I'll kill you. Cheng Ming didn't brake, where did he touch a cigarette, took a puff, and said so.

"Are you trying to subvert my three views?"

"And what did you just give you the two?"

"Do you know that I sent the two?"

"Heh, that's an interesting question." Cheng Ming said, puffing out another cigarette. The smoke followed the door and dispersed into the courtyard, rubbing the grass and trees, faintly crescent moon, and the east gradually whitening.

I didn't say anything and went upstairs to sleep. I've experienced so many strange things today, and I need at least some sleep to digest them.

The next afternoon, I checked to see if the experience I had last night was a dream, well, no.

I went downstairs, took out the beer from the refrigerator, and then pushed open the door of Cheng Ming's bedroom, most fat people slept very deeply, and he was no exception. I put a cold beer against his face and shoulders (forgive me for not finding his neck).

I only took two sips before Cheng Ming bounced off the bed.

Glancing at me, he said, "Do you want to understand something?" ”

"Well, this house is good, I don't want to move it yet. As for fortune telling, tsk, what you said yesterday is even half true. So you have at least a relationship in this area, right? I asked.

"A must. I'll go to the supermarket first and buy something to eat and some sweets. After saying this headless sentence, Cheng Ming got up and went to the bathroom.