The old man put on his glasses gloomily, and Qu Nan knew that his performance just now had hurt the old man's heart.

He calmed down, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "Old man, a man's appearance is really not important, what matters is his heart and temperament. ”

The old man smiled lonely, didn't say a word, and put his sunglasses back on: "It's okay, this eye has left me, but he can't tell when he will come back!" ”

"Huh?!" Qu Nan was scared enough, the old man's dignity was enough to be scary, but now he actually said such an inexplicable sentence, he was really determined to scare people to death.

Qu Nan became interested in the old man, and suspected that he was the Ling Bucai that his grandfather asked him to find, so he began to trick the old man's words side by side.

But the old man was obviously a typical representative of the old treacherous and slippery, and seemed to see through his thoughts, and without a few words, he fell asleep on the bed.

Looking at the old man sleeping on the bed, Qu Nan smiled bitterly, he finally knew why there was a big bed in the small hut - the old man's sleeping position was so strange that he occupied the entire big bed alone.

Finally, there is still this broken sofa, Qu Nan thought to himself.

He rolled his down jacket into a tube and put it under his head as a pillow, pulled the old man's leather jacket over his body, and kicked off his shoes to get ready for sleep.

"Da"

"Da"

"Dash...... Da ......"

Qu Nan sat up suddenly, only to feel cold all over, and when he reached out and touched it, his back was full of cold sweat.

He just heard someone knocking on the door? This barren mountain and wild ridge is icy and snowy in the middle of the night, where is the people? I'm afraid it's an auditory hallucination.

"Da"

Not auditory hallucinations! Someone's really knocking on the door!

"Da!"

Qu Nan's hairs stood up, a large drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and the sweat seeped through his eyebrows and into his eyes, he only felt that his eyes were burning and painful, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe them, just tilted his head sideways and listened quietly.

"Da!"

Qu Nan looked at the seemingly bottomless black hole on the old man's face in the dim light, and suddenly a thought came to him: "Could it be that the old man's eye is making a clicking sound outside?" Did it come to its owner, as the old man said? ”

Qu Nan rushed to the door regardless of it and opened the door!

The howling north wind carried large snowflakes into the house, and the ground outside was silvery white, and the thick snow covered everything, reflecting the light of the flashlight, not to mention the eyes, there was nothing but snow.

"Da!"

Qu Nan retracted his hand like an electric shock: the sound came from the door!

Could it be the legendary ghost knocking on the door?!

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door! Show me what the hell you are!

Qu Nan slammed the flashlight at the source of the sound!

……

Qu Nan smiled dumbly, raised his hand, and gave himself two slaps lightly.

This is the kind of wooden door of the past, and it is not a hidden lock, but the lock with a door hanging in the past, and now it is this door hanging that causes trouble - it shakes in the wind, and whenever the wind is strong, it hits the door panel with a clattering sound.

After tossing for so long, I was tired enough. Qu Nan shook his head and closed the door with a smile, plugged the latch on, and hummed lazily, ready to go back to sleep.

His smile froze on his face - one eye in the coal pile on the ground, in the glow of a flashlight, was looking at him coldly.

The mood that had just relaxed suddenly lifted, Qu Nan couldn't control himself anymore, screamed, picked up the flashlight and smashed it wildly at that eye!

He shouted and smashed, and after a long time, the flashlight had broken into slag, and Qu Nan had a bloody cut on his hand, before he stopped abruptly and sat on the ground with his ass—the eye was still there, looking at him coldly.

Qu Nan only felt cold all over, and he muttered, "Come on, what can you do to me?" ”

Cold eyes.

Flickering fires.

The whirring north wind.

Da ...... Da ......

Qu Nan suddenly remembered something, he struggled to get up, reached for the wall and found the light switch-pop!

In the dim light, a small piece of black and shiny coal, with a diamond-shaped object embedded in the middle of the coal. The outside was translucent brown-red, wrapped in a black bead-like object, and Qu Nan trembled: inside this coal it looked like a human eye!

The eyes lay quietly in the coal pile, but they couldn't see clearly. It seems to be clear, but when you look closely, it's blurry.

He had the courage to reach out and touch the eye.

Start with a warm and smooth finish.

He picked it up.

The thing didn't move.

When he returned to the inner room with this thing, Qu Nan realized that he was soaked with sweat all over his body.

He tossed around like this outside, Old Man Ling didn't hear it, and he slept soundly, snoring.

Qu Nan glanced at him hatefully: I'm afraid that this old man will not wake up if he is sold and cut into pieces and cooked.

The lights in the room were brighter, Qu Nan leaned under the lamp to take a closer look, this was a piece of black and shiny lump of coal, and in the middle of the lump of coal was a crystal shaped like an eye?

How can there be lumps of coal in a slime? How can there be crystals in lump coal?

He looked at it again and again for a long time, but found nothing unusual about the coal except for its resemblance to his eyes. Forget it, a false alarm, sleep!

Conveniently put this thing in the pocket of his down jacket, Qu Nan covered it with a leather jacket and fell asleep.

……

When the day dawned, the snow outside had stopped, and the sun shone obliquely on the snow, shining brightly.

Qu Nan exhaled a long and turbid breath: he was neither frozen to death nor frightened to death. Finally, there was no "missing case of the eastern suburbs forest farm" left for the police uncle.

Thinking of last night's incident, Qu Nan reached into the pocket of his down jacket and touched it, but the coal was still there. He froze - under the bright morning sun, the coal was still there, and his eyes were gone......

Was last night just a dream? That's not right, this coal is still in my pocket. Was that true last night? No, where did that crystal go?

Originally, I was going to find someone who knew how to take a look, maybe I could make a small fortune. The result was inexplicable, gone......

A dark shadow covered his hand, and he looked up blankly: the old man was staring at him thoughtfully: "What are you doing with a piece of coal?" ”

He didn't know if it was his hallucination last night, and when he saw the old man, it was like he had found a life-saving straw: "Uncle, there was an eye in this piece of coal last night, and it suddenly disappeared this morning." ”

Qu Nan suddenly wanted to take off the old man's glasses to see if his eyes had returned? Did that eye run back into the old man's socket last night?

The old man's body shook, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face: "Really? You're in luck. It chooses you and merges into your body. ”

"Huh?" Qu Nan suddenly felt uncomfortable, "Uncle, don't tease me, how can the things in the coal be possible...... That one...... Fused into my body? ”

The more Qu Nan said, the more awkward he felt, fusion? How does this word remind him of the kind of love that the hero and heroine do in third-rate romance novels?

The old man didn't realize his dirty thoughts, and said in a low but serious voice: "It's true, I am the Ling Bucai you are looking for, what Qu Yunxuan said about accepting the choice is to let you accept the choice of the "Spirit Eye", now it seems that the Spirit Eye has chosen you, and your Qu family is blessed." ”

“……”

Qu Nan was speechless for a while, was this old man talking nonsense, or as he said, there was really a spiritual eye fused into his body? Ling Bucai's expression suddenly became solemn, and he didn't know if it was Qu Nan's illusion, as if there was a very respectful meaning in his eyes: "Qu Nan, the spiritual eye has not chosen its master for three hundred years, it has chosen you, this is the luck of you and your family, you will understand these in the future." ”

He bowed down and saluted to Qu Nan: "All the people of the Spirit Pupil Clan will be your most loyal servants!" ”

You're insane?!

Qu Nan was quite speechless, did this old man get sick alone in this desolate place? Is there still a slave in modern society? Even if you take 10,000 steps back, there is such a thing as a slave, can we find a few beautiful women to be ...... "that" slave?

You are such a scary-looking one-eyed dragon old man, and I am not happy to be a slave to me!

……

Ling Bucai smiled and saw through his thoughts, and smiled: "I lied to you, teasing you."