Chen Dazhu was hospitalized, but when he tilted his head and went to the hospital to see him again, he learned that he had been discharged from the hospital and returned home. Chen Dazhu sent a text message to the crooked head: "Grandpa is old, as long as I can know that you are happy, grandpa will be content......"

At that moment, tilting his head, his eyes suddenly moistened. But soon, he tilted his head and smelled a smell of conspiracy from his grandfather's series of behaviors.

In those young and ignorant years, every boy had his own Sora Aoi in his heart. Tilting his head, he felt that he had offended his goddess. So he returned to the hotel, pulled out Banniang from the chores, and then said solemnly, "Banniang, let's redecorate the hotel." ”

Banniang looked at the serious appearance of tilting her head, a stiff smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then nodded.

The renovation team set up equipment in the hotel. Brush paint, pave floor tiles. Tinkering, banging, knocking. I tilted my head to attend classes at school, and I didn't have time to see the results of the renovation until the weekend.

Banniang is already busy in the hotel, she is looking forward to the reopening of the hotel, and the situation in Shacheng is also chaotic day by day. The gangster division is a foregone conclusion, and at this time, the signboard of the Ping An Hotel seems to be able to be hung again. This is not only the most precious inheritance of her deceased husband, but also the cemetery she carefully selected for herself, and now she is a little happy.

Chen Yidong didn't understand why he felt a sense of satisfaction as soon as he saw Ban Niang. Banniang wears a deep V-shaped top, and whenever she bends down, the neckline will naturally burst into attraction. Every now and then, tilting my head will remind me of that day, the beautiful jade body under the sun.

Banniang hid a lot of real guys in the hotel, and Chen Yidong took a deep breath. At this time, compared with before, Banniang has a lot more ruthlessness. He saw the side of the board girl and the man. A beautiful woman is like a magnet, but a strong woman gives a man another desire to conquer. Chen Yidong picked up a delicate dagger on the table and played it a few times, absent-mindedly.

A glimmer of light burst out of a drawer and a tilted eye flashed. He stepped forward and saw an ancient book, the pattern on the cover of which was wriggling. And the ancient books are shining brightly, like living treasures.

"What is this?" tilted his head and reached out curiously. When he was about to touch the book cover, he suddenly tilted his head and saw a magnificent scene in front of him. It was an old building, and it looked ancient. High stone columns, thick walls, mysterious graphics. The whole building is full of silence, but it makes people feel a kind of life, like a distant cemetery. But what's out there......

The gaze began to fly to the interior of the cemetery, stopping in front of a tall statue, dressed in military uniform, majestic and handsome. As if there was a surprise and pride, suddenly a giant black long-haired creature like a wolf and a dog rushed to the side of the statue, let out a roar, and countless blue figures with flames bloomed everywhere.

Tilting his head and gasping, his eyes seemed to be frightened, and he flew out of the tomb, and outside the tomb, there was a throbbing sound from the two huge doors of King Kong, "I'm waiting for you......"

He didn't say a word all afternoon. He opened the Sand City Diary. He doesn't like to sigh about the world like Yebao, seeing such a diary, this martial arts novel idiot, reveals more excitement. He wanted to know more details, perhaps, but it seemed like he was dreading something.

Tilting your head and clutching your head, what should I do...... When he looked around and saw Banniang again, his expression changed from a difficult face to a smile.

"Itabrahim." Banniang was busy cooking in the kitchen when he suddenly poked his head in.

"What's the matter?" Ban Niang said

"Look at this ......diary," Chen Yidong said.

"Wait, I'm busy." Itame understood his intentions

"Nope." Chen Yidong went up and grabbed Ban Niang's arm." I can't hear the story, I can't eat.Otherwise, you tell the story, I'll invite you out to eat.Okay, okay, Banniang, okay?"

"Oh, I'm scared of you. In the end, Banniang had no choice, so she put down what she was doing: "What do you want to know?"

"Everything about this diary. He tilted his head and said

At this moment, the page opened with his tilted head popped up with a number—34, and a sketch. "What is this?" tilted his head to look at the numbers.

"Follow me!" Ban Niang tilted her head to the laptop and searched for the Shacheng car accident on Baidu. Then a news pops up. A tragic car accident occurred on XX Street, killing and injuring 14 people.

"Ban Niang, what does this have to do with numbers. He leaned over and said

"Here," Banniang pointed to 14 on the screen, "it should be 34."

Chen Yidong took a deep breath in shock. "Not really!" his eyes widened.

"Of course it's true. Banniang calmly tapped on the keyboard. casually opened a news page and said, "The news above is either picked and said, or it is conservatively handled, or it is fake entertainment!" Ban Niang stood up and said, "We live in the appearance of society, in an unreal world. Outside. "Banniang stood up" All kinds of real information are artificially encrypted layer by layer, whether it is commodity prices, construction costs, corporate reports, or population data. Even death statistics, some people live a lifetime, but when they die, they can't even be counted as people in the news. ”

"But, but how do you know about this diary? The voice of tilting his head was a little slurred.

"It's called Killing City Diary, and it's a book that brings death and senses death......"

Tilt your head and sit in a chair in fright.

"What else do you want to know?" asked, tilting her head with a sideways face.

"Everything!" said through a tilt of his head and gritted teeth.