After leaving Lao Qiu's room, I always felt as if I was missing something, but I had no clue after thinking about it. www.biquge.info I don't know what's going on lately, I always feel like I can't remember things, and if I wasn't young, I wonder if I'm already starting to get dementia.

According to Lao Qiu's instructions, I found a random war movie, and then turned on the sound to the maximum. The deafening sound frightened me to sit away, and after thinking about it, I lowered my voice.

I don't want to be complained by a neighbor before I can hide what Lao Qiu might be saying.

Sitting in front of the computer, worrying about Lao Qiu, I couldn't help but start thinking about what he said recently. Just now he said he was a demon, and I took it as a joke. However, he said that he was a demon a few days ago, and he said it several times, but I still took it as a joke. What if, Lao Qiu is not joking?

If I hadn't experienced it some time ago, and hadn't seen Lao Qiu's blood burn the tissue, I wouldn't have believed in this matter too much with my character. Even though I know that there are many things in this world that are difficult to explain, although I have never easily denied some things. However, the existence of demons is not an ordinary thing after all. It's like a person who has received a modern scientific education, a person who has always adhered to materialism, if you tell him that there are immortals in this world, will he easily believe it?

However, I don't seem to be a materialist person in the true sense of the word.

I laugh at myself, in the final analysis, I look forward to the existence of demons, for those who have special abilities, and I don't want them to appear. Expectation is because of one's desire to see and hope to pursue some existence, and I don't want to, I can't say why, maybe because of the peaceful and normal life that has been lived so much, who would want to accept new existence so easily?

It's just that if what Lao Qiu said is true, then what kind of existence is the demon? Is it transformed into a human after cultivating from a non-human as said on TV, or is it equivalent to a certain race, passed down from generation to generation?

I couldn't help but think of the picture of Liu Tian blocking dozens of bullets out of thin air, could it be that Liu Tian is also a demon? If so, did Lao Qiu know her before?

Thinking of this, I almost wanted to call her again, but when I found the number, I still didn't have the courage to dial it.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and continued to think about his previous question.

If Liu Tian is really a demon, it may also be a good thing for Lao Qiu. After all, the dragon group that seems to represent the special existence of the country is also respectful to Liu Tian, which means that the dragon group is not completely negative to the demon, and wants to destroy it when he sees it. If this is the case, at least with Lao Qiu's temperament, even if he is discovered by the dragon group, it will not be good.

It didn't take long for me to realize how naïve I was in that idea.

After sitting for a while, I realized that Lao Qiu's room didn't seem to make any sound. I frowned, and I couldn't help but ask him how he was, but I was afraid that it would disturb his healing. On second thought, he told me to turn on the computer louder, so I should be fine. But I was still a little worried, and I still didn't open my mouth between gains and losses.

That's when I remembered what I was missing.

I'm supposed to ask him directly when I come out, and if I can call him if there's something later?

In hesitation, he heard a miserable cry coming from Lao Qiu's room. I hurriedly rushed to his door, and when I got to the door, I remembered his advice, but I still resisted pushing the door and rushed to it, just returned to the computer, and silently turned on the loudest sound.

Ya, even if I was really complained, I would admit it.

Even though I turned on the computer to the loudest, Lao Qiu's screams were still clear in my ears, and I felt numb when I heard it. The devil knows what he's been through in his room, and if it's not for the fact that he's alone in his room and doesn't have any dangerous weapons, I wonder if he's being killed.

Lao Qiu screamed intermittently in the room for nearly five minutes, and I was terrified outside for five minutes. In five minutes, I thought of countless images. There are old Qiu lying on the bed drenched in blood; there is Lao Qiu lying on the bed with a pale face, broken clothes and messy hair; and there is Lao Qiu lying on the bed with red eyes, covered with hair, and his hands and feet sticking out of his long nails. All in all, all the pictures are lying on the bed.

In the midst of my thoughts, a pungent smell of burnt food interrupted my thoughts.

"I'll go, what's the smell? what's on fire?" I muttered to myself.

After that, I just felt that something was wrong, this smell, it seems to come from Lao Qiu's room?

"Lao Qiu, are you okay. I didn't know if I would interrupt him, so I hurriedly shouted.

If it weren't for the fact that I had just seen his blood ignite the tissue, I wouldn't have been so excited. The current smell of burning, it is very likely that Lao Qiu is bleeding again and burning something.

After shouting for a long time and getting no response, I thought about it, gritted my teeth, and prepared to rush in.

"Don't come in, I can handle it. "My hand was already on the door, and Lao Qiu's voice finally came.

I breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "But this burnt smell... You're bleeding?"

"Can't die. Lao Wen, someone may call the police later, you can watch and deal with it yourself. Lao Qiu said hurriedly.

Smelling this pungent burnt smell, my head was big for a while, and then I thought that Lao Qiu might be bleeding all over his body now, so I still gritted my teeth and said, "Okay." Pay attention to yourself, and shout if you can't hold it. ”

"Yes. Lao Qiu responded, but this time his voice was much weaker.

I sat outside in fear, on the one hand, worried about Lao Qiu, and on the other hand, worried about what to do if there was a fire or the police came later.

So, at that moment, I became very sensitive to the sounds outside. Despite the sound of war movies ringing in my ears, I felt as if I had heard the horn several times. Every time it sounds, I shudder.

I don't know if it's my luck or Lao Qiu's luck, but when Lao Qiu's screams gradually subsided, and when the burnt smell began to fade, the police didn't come to the door.

I sighed again: That's fine, but don't come to anyone.

It's just that sometimes things don't go as you wish. As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, I heard a knock on the door.

I ignored it, muttering to myself: the right door, the right door.

The knock on the door came again, and I continued to ignore it, muttering to myself: next door, next door.

The knock on the door continued, and at the same time a deep voice came: "Express, is anyone home?"

I continued to ignore it and decided to play dead to the end.

"Is Mr. Long Binghe at home? The voice outside the door insisted.

I was depressed: Is the quality of the couriers so high now? The knock on the door sounds very polite, and no one has been so insistent on it a few times.

However, I decided to continue playing dead. Who let there be no one in the room.... Ahem, ahem.

It's just that I want to play dead but ignore one point, my special computer is loud. I said why the courier was still out and didn't leave.

I'm going, it's hard to ride a tiger now. Is it possible to open the door? What if it is not a courier? However, if it is not a courier, why can the name of the old dragon be said?

At a loss, the phone rang.

Seeing the words Long Binghe on the screen, I immediately felt relieved.

The phone was connected, and sure enough, it was Lao Long who asked me to help collect the courier on my behalf.

I don't know what this guy bought. I muttered to myself as I went open the door.

I quickly took the courier, signed it, hurriedly said thank you and closed the door. I didn't even have 5 seconds before and after, and I don't know what impression I left on the courier.

He muttered when he let the door open, "What does it smell like?"

Put Lao Long Express on his desk, and I continued to sit dry, waiting for Lao Qiu to speak.

As a result, the knock on the door was remembered again. With the express incident, I didn't think about it this time, and asked directly: "Who?"

As soon as I opened my mouth, I immediately regretted it, I should continue to play dead. I hope it's a good delivery this time.

"Courier. ”

With two words in my ears, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief and got up to open the door.

The moment the door opened, I saw a young man with a medium figure and a slightly round face standing outside, and my legs were weak, and I subconsciously made a move to close the door.