It's just that a few days later, there was a notice in the Xincheng Evening News that there was an old man who died on the side of the suburban road, with one arm and two legs missing, as if he had been torn off by some particularly huge creature.

The blood trail dragged from the depths of the suburban woods to the side of the road, and the police officer only stated that the old man had been attacked by a bear, and the old man's ID photo appeared next to the notice, and it was the old gentleman.

It's as if fate was told by an old fortune teller.

A few years later, nothing special happened in the Xincheng Welfare Institute, and the children in it, big and small, lived every day ordinarily.

If there is really anything special, it may only be Jiang Wuji, who often squats in the corner alone, playing with weeds and teasing ants.

At this time, the four-year-old Jiang Wuji's dark and thin little face had a pointed nose embedded in it. His hair was two inches long, unkempt, like a magpie's hole.

Under the thick eyebrows, there are a pair of big eyes, black eyes, dripping and rolling like abacus beads.

Squatting in the corner of the wall and playing alone every day, other children also avoid Jiang Wuji, because they will have some small accidents as soon as they come into contact with Jiang Wuji, either they break their skin when they play, or they accidentally hurt themselves when playing games with Jiang Wuji.

So children of all sizes don't like to be with Jiang Wuexpect very much, and they think it will be unlucky to stay with him.

The wind began to blow overhead, and the sky above me began to turn gray, and the clouds turned from white to black, and soon the black clouds in half the sky were rapidly moving westward. It was getting dark fast!

A couple came to the Xincheng Welfare Institute, the man was slender and long, with a large gray round face, like an old silver dollar that had been polished into a dull and blurred shape.

The woman is tall, with a straight nose on her duck egg face, a few faintly visible crow's feet crawling on the corners of her eyes, and a beautiful look in her eyes.

In the office, in front of the couple stood the director of the Xincheng Welfare Institute, in his forties, with a sturdy body and a pair of bright eyes on his flat face.

The couple didn't say much, but they fell in love with the more withdrawn Jiang Wuji, and they wanted to adopt Jiang Wuji by name. The dean's face, which was smiling before, instantly turned cold.

"This kid is usually very withdrawn and doesn't like to talk, so I suggest you take a look at the other kids, okay?" The dean hurriedly explained.

The couple seemed to be very persistent, sitting on the sofa in the office, and the woman suddenly stood up.

"It's okay, I like this kid, it looks very cute, even if it's very withdrawn and doesn't like to talk now, under our guidance, it will definitely grow up healthy, don't worry!" The woman said with a firm face.

The dean looked to the side, smiled wryly and was silent without speaking.

Seeing that the dean did not speak, the couple took out various identity information from the handbag they carried with them and handed them to the dean, who was still silent.

The dean looked at the couple again and said.

"Are you sure you want to adopt Jiang Wuji's child?"

"Sure, sure!" Seeing that the dean suddenly relented, the woman immediately affirmed.

The dean turned his head and walked to his desk, took out the adoption procedures in the drawer, stamped them with a "pop", and handed them to the couple to sign.

The dean smiled wryly as he put the signed adoption procedures into a file bag and into the freshly opened drawer.

The door of the office was opened, and the dean took the couple slowly and leisurely towards the dormitory where Jiang Wuji lived.

The dormitory was small, pitiful, a few square meters, with only one iron-sided glass window and a few holes in the window, and only a bed and an old wooden table in the room.

After a while, the dean and the couple came to the door of Jiang Wuji's dormitory, and the dean picked up a large set of keys in his hand and opened the dormitory door.

Speaking of a dormitory, it looks more like a prison cell, during the day, the children can enter and exit freely, only at night, the dormitory where the children live has to be locked, and the windows and doors of each dormitory are reinforced with steel bars, as if to prevent something.

As soon as the door was opened, you could see the obvious shabby, such a living environment, to put it mildly, was a little better than the living environment of asking for food outside.

The dean walked to the side of the bed and patted Jiang Wuji, who was still asleep.

Jiang Wuji opened his eyes, saw that it was the familiar aunt of the dean, smiled, wiped his eyes that were still a little sleepy with his hand, and sat up.

The dean looked at Jiang Wuji and pointed to the smiling couple standing at the door.

"This is your new mom and dad, go home with them."

"Hmm."

The little mouth just answered, and the face was just a very relaxed smile. Although Jiang Wuji is only four years old, he is very sensible.

The young Jiang Wuji thought that this would be a turning point in his fate, but the good times did not last long.

When Jiang Wuji was ten years old, the couple suddenly died violently at home, and the death was extremely ugly, the whole house was in a mess, the dishes were scattered all over the ground, and all kinds of clothes seemed to be torn to shreds by something.

It can be said that nothing in the house is good, even the security door seems to have been broken by something, and there is a huge hole in the middle of the door.

Later, the police officers also opened a case for investigation, but in the end, there were few results, and it became an unsolved case, and even the news was not allowed to report this case, and all the information was suppressed, after all, this case was too unbelievable and there were too many doubts.

Later, Jiang Wuji returned to the Xincheng Welfare Institute again, perhaps he was really the most ominous person, the couple who adopted Jiang Wuji died one after another, died of illness, died unexpectedly, and even the family members of the couple also died several times.

These rumors are still spread by the children in the Xincheng Welfare Institute, and no one in the Welfare Institute will be willing to be with Jiang Wuwang, because they are afraid of being killed by him.

It wasn't until Jiang Wuzhi became an adult at the age of eighteen that he successfully got the procedures for leaving the hospital, after all, he was so ominous, everyone hoped that he could go far.

He walked out of the Xincheng Welfare Institute, and the first thing he did was to go to the commissary and buy a bottle of mineral water and a few yuan of bread.

Jiang Wuji did not choose those jobs that were colorful every day, but went straight to the crematorium located in the suburbs.

Maybe it's like the old fortune teller said, Jiang Wuqi is the most ominous person, and he will kill the people around him, so he chooses to work in the crematorium and deal with the dead for the rest of his life, so he won't affect anyone anymore.

Working in a crematorium, walking between life and death, is not a lowly profession, because it is very hard to carry corpses frequently, how bad and taboo it is, and it is also regarded as an ominous person.

Jiang Wuzhi also smoothly entered the sunset crematorium in the new city to work, because there were very few young people in this business, so he did not encounter any obstacles.

In the sunset crematorium, Jiang Wuji heard a story that a traveler accidentally broke into a vast desert no man's land, he couldn't get out, he thought he would either die of thirst or starvation, and finally he died, he didn't know, there were actually snakes in the desert.

It was a master from the Sunset Crematorium who told Jiang Wuzhi this story, and the two of them were usually very close.