Zhang Jiao walked out of the house, came to his bedroom, took the mobile phone that was still next to the bed at the time and was about to take a look, only to find that the mobile phone had run out of power and turned off automatically.

He suddenly had a sense of understanding.

I spent more than a month in the mission, and the time in the real world is also rotating synchronously, otherwise my mobile phone would not have turned off automatically when it ran out of power.

He took out the plug data cable and connected it to the phone.

As Noah's unique boot bell rang, Zhang Jiao saw today's date for the first time.

"Is it August 10th? That's sixteen days past. ”

With a little recollection, he can figure out how long the real world has passed.

However, Zhang Jiao didn't pay too much attention to this, he swiped the address book of his mobile phone to check the missed calls and messages, there were only a few sparse customer calls in the missed calls, and the messages were messages from a few ordinary friends who called them to drink and play.

Zhang Jiao didn't find any of his partner's messages and phone numbers, which surprised him.

If I'm not mistaken, when I entered the mission world, Miaozi's funeral was only set up for a day, and after I disappeared, no one came to look for me?

He felt a little incredible, and kept flipping through the news of the circle of friends, trying to find some clues, but during this time, there was almost no news in the small group they had established. The only news that I found some use was in their classmates back then.

"The seedlings went uphill the day after tomorrow and were buried in the eastern section of the cemetery on the north slope. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at this news, and there was a faint suspicion in his heart, this cemetery was the one he picked for the seedlings, but the seedlings were all buried, he did not appear at the scene, and no one sent him a message.

That's weird, isn't it?

There was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

"No, I'd better go and see it myself. ”

Zhang Jiao turned around, opened the drawer in the bedroom, flipped through it a few times, found several power banks, tried them one by one, and took a power bank with electricity and put it aside. Then he changed into a dark and solemn clothes, put his mobile phone and power bank in his pocket, and walked out.

In the hall, the black imp was still kowtowing, and as soon as Zhang Jiaogang walked in, the black-skinned thing immediately howled and cried.

"Master, the little one really knows that he is wrong. ”

The sound of knocking kowtow reached his ears.

Zhang Jiao looked at it, grabbed the Pixiu at his wrist with his left hand, and rubbed it gently.

"Alright, get ready to go out with me. ”

The kowtowing suddenly seemed to be amnesty, and in the corners around him, the other four imps drilled their heads out at the same time and jumped towards Zhang Jiao with their chirps.

"Master, take me with you!"

"Sir, take me, take me. ”

Five imps gathered at his feet, rejoicing like a puppy inviting pets.

Zhang Jiao looked at them coldly, swept them away without pity like garbage, and strode out of the room.

Behind him, five imps immediately jumped or jumped up after him, burrowing into his body without a trace.

Zhang Jiao's footsteps immediately stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, and his exhalation became a little heavier.

After a slight pause, he took out a lot of funeral goods in the next room and put them in a large black plastic bag, and then quickly walked through the old courtyard, pinched a ripe tomato from the potted plant he passed, wiped it and stuffed it into his mouth, and then came to the gate of the courtyard, locked the gate in three or two, and walked out.

I didn't walk a few steps out of the old courtyard, and I saw Donglin Street in front of me.

Donglin Street, as in the usual memory, is still as prosperous as ever, with people coming and going.

It's just that most passers-by will subconsciously glance at him and look at his hair curiously.

No, just a few steps away, someone immediately shouted.

"Yo, proud son, you new hair color is quite hanging!"

Zhang Jiao turned his head and saw a young man who was almost a few years old with him walking over from the side, and at the same time pointed to his head and smiled.

"Your white hair is very pure! Which hair salon made it? But why do you want to dye this color!"

When someone came up, he asked three questions in a row, and he seemed to be extremely familiar.

Zhang Jiao smiled slightly, and immediately answered, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He was still speculating at home just now, whether he would be like some novels, whether he would be directly erased by a certain power, so no one noticed his disappearance.

But now it seems that this speculation is false.

He turned his head and immediately returned to the Tao.

"I did it in a newly opened studio in the West District, and I was in a bad mood recently, so I just changed my hairstyle to change my mood, as for why I dyed white, it was because I was a white-haired controller, and the entire Great Zhou, together with our subject countries, was there anyone who didn't control white-haired? ”

The person who came laughed and said that he understood, he smiled at Zhang Jiao and said, "But don't represent me, I don't control the white hair, Fujiwara Chika is my favorite, long live the pink hair!"

Zhang Jiao just smiled and couldn't tell the difference, and after the two chatted a little bit, they separated.

After the two separated, Zhang Jiao had white hair, and in the eyes of many people who looked at the spirit of the young man, he slowly ate a hearty breakfast, and then turned to the butcher shop not far away.

"Uncle Liu, do you still have the five organs of the pig, if so, leave me a vice, I'll wait to get it. ”

The owner of the pork shop immediately put down his mobile phone and looked at Zhang Jiao.

"No problem, but the waist is gone, I'll wait next door to help you get a good look." ”

"That's okay, then it's going to trouble Uncle Liu. ”

Zhang Jiao hurriedly thanked him, and after paying the money and thanking him again, he walked out slowly.

"The family is polite. ”

Behind him, the owner of the pork shop shouted at him, "Proud son, hurry up and dye your white hair back, it will be your second uncle's 80th birthday in a while, you go with this hair, and his old man must not shave your hair on the spot." ”

Zhang Jiao waved his hand from afar, indicating that he understood.

Their family has a large population, and the original residents on the entire Donglin Street are considered to be related to each other, and the owner of the pork shop is married to a cousin of his, if he really wants to count, he has to call him his uncle.

Here, after leaving Donglin Street, Zhang Jiao casually stopped a taxi and pulled him down the north slope of the mountain, carrying a bag and walking towards Miaozi's cemetery.

People are buried, they have to come and see, and he also wants to know why Miao Zi died suddenly, and there is such a thing as Fang Tian's edict on his body.

In front of the newly built tomb, there are still a large number of traces of burned incense paper money.

Zhang Jiao took out strings of white paper from the plastic bag and hung them in front of his grave, then lit wax to burn the paper incense, and only after finishing this set did he take out a bottle of the local old cellar from the plastic bag.

While opening the box, he looked towards Zhou Damiao's tombstone,

"Miaozi, I'll give you a cup of compensation first, don't blame my brother for being rude, after all, it's a matter of life and death, I won't be at ease if I don't figure it out, I think you can understand." ”

While chattering, he unscrewed the sixty-degree old cellar, raised his head and poured a small half bottle in one gulp, and saw that there were more than three taels gone.

The liquor entered his throat, and he coughed violently.

"Ahem! ahem!"

"You look like you have lost half your life, and you dare to pour it like this, not afraid that you will really die?"

Zhang Jiao turned his head.

I saw a bald fat man with a short body, round, and a little like Zhou Damiao, standing beside him, sneering.

"Why, didn't I say that? I wasn't as miserable as you on my first mission? Where did you go?"

As he spoke, the fat man squatted in front of Zhou Damiao's tombstone, took out the incense candle brought by Zhang Jiao, lit it and inserted it.

Zhang Jiao watched his actions coldly, and quietly pinched the Pixiu on his wrist with his left hand, and his facial features trembled faintly.

The fat man didn't seem to see his movements, after finishing the incense, he leaned over, took the wine bottle in his hand with one hand, and followed Zhang Jiao's example, after pouring a big sip with his head up, he poured the remaining wine directly in front of Zhou Damiao's grave, and then said to Zhang Jiao with a big grin.

"Okay, don't guard against me, if I really want to make a move, I won't wait until now if I made a move last time, if you have any questions, for the sake of the seedlings, I won't charge this time." ”

"Last time?"

Zhang Jiao moved when he heard this, recalled for a while, and suddenly said with some soberness, "You saved me at that time?"

On the day when Zhang Jiao was possessed by Fang Tian's edict, the powerful ghost in his body was devoured, and just when he was about to lose his bearing, a sound like a twilight drum and morning bell brought his consciousness back again, which was also what he had been ignoring before, and now when he mentioned it, he suddenly remembered.

Hearing this, the fat man shook his head and said, "It's me, but I didn't save you, even if I didn't make a move, since you were chosen by Him, you can't die." ”

"But no one found out that you were missing, but it took me a lot of effort to help. ”

As he spoke, he also glanced at Zhou Damiao's tombstone.

"Look, people have been selected in less than a day, you Heizhou is not a human, Lao Tzu has sent you for almost three months, you can't trigger it, remember to pick a better time when you are reincarnated in the next life, don't be so unlucky!"

"You sent it? It's all because of you?" Zhang Jiao on the side looked at him sharply, and he was ready to do it if he didn't agree, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The fat man said without changing his face, "I sent it, as for who I am, I am Zi Ling'er, have you heard him say it?"

The fat man pointed to Zhou Damiao's tombstone with an innocent face.

When Zhang Jiao heard this, he immediately said, "You are Miaozi's ladyboy partner, the one who deceives people?"

The fat man glanced at him angrily and said, "What is a ladyboy, we are playing with a female number, and besides, the two of us have not combined to deceive people, it is those male players who forcibly want to buy us fashion and send gold coins with copies, we are kind enough to help, not to let their minds go to waste, understand?"

Zhang Jiao tugged at the corners of his mouth, vaguely remembering the scene when Miao Zi sat in the corner and turned on a voice changer and coquettishly snorted in the union group with another female character named Zilinger in the chat software when everyone often stayed up all night together.

They had seen each other many times in that scene.

The fat man ignored the look he had in his eyes, and he looked at the picture on Miaozi's tombstone and continued.

"I got that thing in the mission world some time ago, so I secretly gave it to him. This sand sculpture thought that his luck had exploded into the protagonist of the novel, and he pretended to be there every day and wanted to say it to people but didn't dare to say it, and he didn't laugh at me. ”

The fat man's eyes were a little red as he spoke, "I was going to tease him for a while, so I had a showdown with him, but I didn't expect to encounter a somewhat tricky task, and when I came back, this sand sculpture actually played itself to death, what a fucking idiot, and you picked it up cheaply." ”

"Old bad luck!"

"Then you don't know what you gave him?" Zhang Jiao asked the fat man with an embarrassed face.

The fat man looked at him with some confusion and said, "Of course I know, the Book of Heaven! Although it is mutilated, it took me a lot of effort to get it, otherwise I would not have given him away! After all, it is my only true friend." ”

He said to himself, "Since I was a child, I have been fat, I am not good at studying, I have almost no friends, my only hobby is playing games, games can make me forget everything, until I meet Miaozi on the Internet." Let's watch ** together, find the source of the film, play games, and even tell the most private thoughts in my heart, you know no, this guy says that he controls Lori on the surface, but in fact, he is a mature woman who controls it, and he likes the kind of thirty or forty or so. Hey hey"

The fat man laughed as he got up and walked towards Zhang Jiao.

"So, I'm willing to share my most precious things with him, but this unfortunate bastard has to go to the Black State, and he actually plays himself to death. “

"For his sake, I'll give you a reminder. Don't think that the task world is very simple, you may have noticed that in the task world, you will often complete the task for a very bullshitty reason, and the plot characters you meet will also help you intentionally or unintentionally, and even sometimes there are great benefits that are automatically sent to the door, and you are like the protagonist in the story, you will always turn evil into good luck and good luck. Even if you encounter a main quest that you can't solve, you can give up the quest and choose to return,"

The fat man's face slowly came over, and his five fingers were put together into a fist and swung down, "Those are all bullshit, danger is everywhere, if you have this kind of thought, you will really die." ”

"It's going to die. ”

Zhang Jiao suddenly thought of his experience in the mission, and inexplicably completed the task of winning the championship in the capital because of the so-called dignified appearance, and was cut down by a knife when crossing the knife mountain without any desire to survive, and countless questions flashed in his heart, just when he was about to speak.

The fat man's figure, which had walked out of a distance, suddenly turned around, he touched his shiny head, and said with a smile, "Don't ask me anything else, we have only joined this game for a short time, we don't know much about anything, and we are still a budding newcomer!"