Chapter 41: Dabai, What Are Your Origins?

Su Bai drove the car of the person who was knocked unconscious by himself, and came to his aunt's house first, and on the way, Su Bai sent a WeChat message to the fat man, telling him that his Audi car was still parked in the parking lot of that hotel, and asked him to drive it back by himself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Auntie's house, Su Bai just came a while ago, and the monk and Gyatso also came.

The house is a small villa, with its own parking space, and the surrounding greenery is also very good, it is a boutique high-end community, although the aunt is widowed, she also retreated from the house, but there are many dry shares of the rest of the company, and therefore, the aunt and cousin do not need to worry about their livelihood at all.

After all, my aunt is the same as my cheap mother, they are the children of official eunuchs, and my aunt has also been in politics for a period of time before, basically other juniors in the family will share a part of the profits when they open a business and start a company, in order to win the support of the real core members of the family, which is an unspoken rule that is naturally accustomed to and conventional.

If it weren't for her cheap mother who became an audience and embarked on a completely different path from ordinary people, maybe, if she was an ordinary person, that woman would probably be sitting here now, holding a book in her hand, with a cup of tea by her side, living her life as a noble lady leisurely, and her so-called husband is also the standard for the marriage of the two families in the eyes of secular people, even if it is not true love, but at least it is rich and powerful.

For a while, Su Bai seemed a little in a trance, if there was no broadcast, everything would have developed like this.

It was only soon that Su Bai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out.

Turned around and sat down on the steps in front of the villa gate, Su Bai's left hand side was a fish pond, and the rest of the villas around him were equipped with a fish pond as standard, and the aunt's house was converted into a fish pond by itself.

Su Bai still remembers that although he didn't have a lot of contact with his aunt before, his aunt was very imposing, but since her husband died of illness, her aunt also went through the procedures for early resignation, and she was an idle woman with peace of mind, and this pond is a good proof.

Raising his head, Su Bai gritted his teeth, he didn't enter the house, and there was really no need to enter the house again, because the person he was waiting for would come back by himself, but ............

"She's your own sister, you don't have to be so ruthless, you won't be so ruthless. Su Bai muttered to himself.

I'm not a child born to you personally, and it's okay for you to brand me and experiment with it as much as you want, but it's your own sister, and you'll spare her life, if you've used up her body.

A taxi drove here, Su Bai slowly stood up, he saw his aunt get out of the taxi, took out the money from her bag and paid the fare, and after the taxi left, her aunt took the initiative to walk towards Su Bai.

She walks very naturally, she walks very normally,

Whether it's the gaze,

Whether it's action,

All in all, it's all normal.

It's just that Su Bai's breathing became thicker and thicker at this time, because he found that the woman in front of him was only a skin bag left, and even the skin bag was soon gone.

At this time, she is a wind-up toy, carrying out the last instructions of a person, and that person is her own sister!

The aunt smiled and walked straight past Su Bai.

But he didn't pay attention to Su Bai, but opened the door directly and walked into the living room from the entrance.

Su Bai turned around and walked in with him.

In the living room, there was a mess, and it was obvious that the monk had been in a lot of trouble here before, but the aunt still didn't see anything, and went directly into her bedroom.

Su Bai followed into his aunt's bedroom,

He saw his aunt sitting slowly and methodically in front of the dresser and drawing makeup, and the light makeup made her already very temperamental more beautiful.

Then, the aunt walked to the bedside and put the photo of herself with her deceased husband and her daughter, who was still young at the time, on the bedside table, on her chest, and the whole person lay flat on the bed.

Immediately after, Auntie's body began to rot, emitting a foul smell, and meat maggots were climbing back and forth on her body, in and out.

Su Bai slowly clenched his fists,

Although Su Bai's eyes were red at this time, the corners of Su Bai's mouth still showed a smile, but this smile looked very gloomy;

"You're going to end up exactly like your son. ”

Su Bai raised his head,

Ordinary people point to the sky, most of which means that there are gods in the sky, and most of the listeners refer to the sky, because in the eyes of the listeners, the radio is bigger than the sky.

"Broadcast, you must not let me down. ”

............

When Su Bai returned to Lao Fang's house, the fat monk and Gyatso were enjoying vegetarian food, and the monk was not only good at making tea, but also absolutely first-class at the level of vegetarian fasting.

The little guy was holding his own milk and sucking it while watching TV, and Jixiang was prostrate beside the little one.

"Dabai, you eat...... , what does it smell like on you, go wash it, wash it, and don't let people eat. ”

Su Bai's body smelled of corpses, and the fat man could naturally smell it.

Su Bai nodded, but the little guy didn't dislike it, and staggered to Su Bai to ask for a hug as usual.

"Yo, little ancestor, you are so fragrant and tender, let your father go to the bath first and then play with you. ”

The fat man took the little one away.

Su Bai entered the bathroom, washed back and forth with shower gel and shampoo four times, and the smell on his body was completely removed, and when he came out with a bath towel, the monk had already eaten, but left a copy for Su Bai on the coffee table.

Su Bai was not polite, sat down on the sofa, and directly picked up the dishes and chopsticks to eat.

"Damn, I know that you are an animal, this psychological quality is simply perverted. By the way, Xie Yu has already gone back, we are so busy that he slept there for a long time, right next door to you,. The fat man sat next to him and lit a cigarette.

The monk and Gyatso sat on the sofa, and the three of them watched Su Bai eat together.

After Su Bai ate two bowls of rice, he put down his extra money and stretched gently.

"I'm done. ”

Immediately, Su Bai first told everything he had experienced before, and then took the cigarette handed over by the fat man and lit it.

"Amitabha, so, is that what you mean?" said the monk while pinching the beads in his hand, "Broadcast, in fact, I already know her identity through your perspective?"

Su Bai smiled and pointed at herself, "Even I can feel her true identity, do you say that the broadcast can not know?"

"Hiss............" The fat man gasped, then stretched out his tongue and licked his lips quickly, and then slapped his thigh, "Damn, Niu Fork, this is the real Niu Fork, Da Bai, compared to your mother, the blood corpse is simply weak, okay, just like the previous comparison between Iraq's empty rolls and the US Air Force."

I think back then, the blood corpse scared a few of us so much that we didn't dare to stay in Xi'an and run away directly, but what was the attitude of the radio to him?

When the fat man just said the word 'Ye Zi' in his mouth, the radio instantly determined the identity of the blood corpse, and then pulled the blood corpse into the story world and went directly to the story, and finally the radio also deliberately designed a story world of blood corpses in line with the principle that even if it is a bad cabbage, it should be wasted, so that other listeners can obtain the inheritance of the blood corpse.

Nima, think about it now, don't you?

The corpse was directly pressed to the ground and rubbed on the ground, and it was the kind that rubbed back and forth, tsk, when I thought of the existence of the level of the blood corpse, the existence that made us tremble at the beginning, it turned out to be a weak chicken compared to the big white mother.

Life, it's really embarrassing. ”

The fat man sighed as he spoke.

Gyatso glanced at the fat man and said directly: "Fatty, correct your language problem, even if we are now, in the face of the blood corpse, we can only tremble, in the last story world, when Da Bai faced the blood corpse created by the broadcast, if he didn't catch the BUG rule of the 3-hour broadcast, Su Bai would have no way when facing the blood corpse." ”

"Thank you for lifting me up. Su Bai replied to Gyatso, what does it mean that there is nothing to do in the face of blood corpses, there is no capital to fight at all, and then, Su Bai looked at the fat man, "Can you change the name of that woman next time?"

"Hahaha, sorry sorry. The fat man came over and hugged Su Bai, but Su Bai pushed him away.

"The current situation is that the radio knows that she is back, but there is nothing to do about her?" the monk muttered.

"There should still be a lot of restrictions. Gyatso said, "For example, this time several of us were trapped there, and all the arrangements and techniques were actually from the hands of that Zhen Subai, that woman, who was just an onlooker the whole time, and did not go into the water to shoot herself, so this should be her limitation." ”

Su Bai shook his head, "No, she is not an onlooker, she is a mastermind, or rather, at that time, from her point of view, my so-called real son and I were actually her two experiments, she was like a scholar standing outside the glass window watching the experimental process, observing and making records." ”

"And what is her purpose in doing this?" the fat man wondered.

"Feel the stones to pass by. The monk sighed, "She should also be testing the rules and bottom line of broadcasting, and even, she is looking for the BUG of the broadcast, and there is a point that the poor monk can conclude that she has mastered how to evade the tracking of the broadcast or make the broadcast lose the ability to control her like it controls other listeners, and it is precisely because of this foundation that she began to do further research, look for the BUG of the broadcast, and then ............"

The monk didn't say the latter words, but everyone understood what they were.

"Huh......" The fat man suddenly wondered, ", we seem to have forgotten a question, Dabai, since judging from those two photos, you are a ghost, since you are not their biological son,

Then you

What is the origin?"