Chapter 598： Shooting a flatter

"Can you grow up?" The fat man was a little worried. "If you can't grow out, isn't it a big loss?"

Although the fat man is very much looking forward to growing up, then every time he goes out to marry someone else or enter the story world, he can pick a wave of belts on his body. The effect is not worse than the magic scroll, and it is better to teach the fish than to fish. It would be great if this stuff could grow in batches.

At this time, the monk also walked into the living room, seeing Su Bai and the fat man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. He also came over and glanced at it, and what happened.

Even the fat man can actually see it. The natural monk will not have much entanglement in his heart. The brain flower is just getting back to prepare for the night, and it can nourish the mental power. The effect is not too big. Moss lumps, the effect is considerable, although at the time Su Bai was out of reach, but the ability to instantly break the body of Su Bai and affect the heart of Su Bai, has been considered a must, but the amount of things is too small, even auspicious It’s not a big loss to take a cat's paw and plan a pit to plant them and then there is no result.

Moreover, between gain and loss, it is an interactive relationship. If you want to get it, you must first learn to lose it temporarily. This is the truth, fat people and monks understand.

It’s just that today’s monk seems to be slightly more emotional than before. He said: “I don’t know, after ten or twenty years, this house will be in which people will come in. At that time, there may be a big tree here. Shade."

A big tree?

Overgrown with this moss?

Shady?

Excuseme?

What are you teasing me?

Under the hustle and bustle of this thing, a gust of wind blew over, and everyone still does not directly decompose into fertilizer?

The fat man looks at the monk with the wrong medicine you look at today.

Su Bai smiled and said, "There is a banyan tree in the court, and the hand of the wife is still planted in the year of death.

This is the last passage in Guiguang’s "Xingji Xuanzhi", widely circulated, and is used to symbolize the idea that a thing is a human being and a memorial to a deceased wife. Here, it is a kind of confrontation. My own pursuit.

Because as the monk said,

Ten years later,

Twenty years later,

Maybe you are waiting for someone to die,

I don’t know, if there is a next generation in the future, the audience of the next generation will find it here and live in the old house. When I see this growing plant, I will think about it when I am robbing myself of a terrible prop. I thought about who had lived here to plant these things.

This kind of feeling is similar to the cemetery that the smoked children chose for the three people in advance.

"You two are enough." The fat man shrugged, and I couldn't stand the expression of you. "In the morning, create a thin atmosphere."

At this time, Su Bai’s mobile phone rang, and it was a WeChat voice request.

Su Bai pressed the answer button,

"Hey."

"Busy people, what I promised to help me last time, is it free?"

Last time, before the sarcoma incident at the train station, Jie Jie had told Su Bai and the fat man that Liang Sen’s villa basement helped him to unpack the seal of his own boss. Only after that incident, Su Bai had something to do, not to enter himself. The world of stories is the story world of the smoked children, and all of a sudden, it has been delayed.

"Your boss, haven't you returned to Shanghai yet?" Su Bai asked. It is reasonable to say that the train station incident has been going on for so long, and Liang Sen should be back.

"No, he is preparing for the next story world. People are still in the northeast. It may be found in the old forest in the northeast. If he returns, I will not dare to mention this to you."

This is the truth. If Liang Sen has returned to Shanghai, it is impossible to solve the problem of Liang Sen’s seal. It’s why he has to be attached to the “pit” of his boss, in Su Bai. It seems that it should be out of "love".

Looking at the boss who has always been proud of his goal in life, so fearful in front of the broadcast, so cringed, so unbearable, this may make dispelling very uncomfortable.

After all, whether in the past real life or in the audience's career, Liang Sen is his big brother, and he is also a mentor, but it may be because he saw his sorcerer's ugliness, so he thought about letting him "Returning to the image in your own mind", unblocking Liangsen's avatar, so that Liang Sen can't continue to suppress his own strength, and soon will be noticed by the radio, as long as the small book on the radio is basically the following Things are not allowed to face Liang Sen.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow," Su Bai said.

"Can't you do it today?" Jie Jie said with some surprises, "I am on the elevated, coming to your home, and I was thinking about turning in directly."

"I have an appointment tonight," Su Bai said.

"Oh, then don't bother, tomorrow will be tomorrow."

Su Bai suddenly thought and moved: "Where are you coming together?"

"Your covenant, shouting what I am going to do?" Somehow unexpectedly, "Is the ordinary person still in the audience?"

"In ordinary people." Su Bai did not hide.

"Oh." Jie Xiaoxiao laughed twice, obviously the meaning is obvious.

“But it’s very likely that unexpected people will appear.”

"How unexpected is it." Jie Jie asked some perfunctory questions. He thought that Su Bai was introducing him to artists or ordinary people in ordinary people. He really didn't have much interest in this.

"A person who can avoid broadcast tracking." Su Bai said,

As soon as the voice fell, Su Bai heard the breath on the other side of the phone slamming.

At the same time, Su Bai also felt that the monks around him and the fat man also changed their expressions.

"Like the **** body?" asked the guess. "It’s a bit of a hand."

Obviously, the **** corpse is really unwilling to jump. The goods slaughtered all the senior listeners in Shaanxi, and the whole audience of the East was as good as the enemy. The atmosphere was changed. Everyone actually Fortunately, fortunately, the guy did not run into his own city, otherwise he may not be spared.

"The blood corpse is just a pediatrics compared to her." Su Baiton paused and continued. "At least, she succeeded, and the blood corpse failed."

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After twenty minutes,

There are five people sitting on the sofa in the living room of the old house.

Jie Jie took a cup of instant coffee, the monk held the tea in his hand, Gyatso turned an ancient knife in his hand, a cup of Coke in front of the fat man, and Su Bai lit a cigarette.

Just now, Su Bai said the whole thing from beginning to end.

The fat man knows this thing, but it is not so detailed. The monk and Gyatso also have some hearings, and the solution is completely unknown.

"Oh, I am a long-term experience this time. I have seen the rich second generation. I have seen the second generation of the official two generations. I actually saw a second generation here."

"In a strict sense, I am not their son, but I have always lived in the body of their son." Su Bai explained.

"There is no difference." Jie Jie shook his head. "This body may not be yours before, but since you said that it was almost changed when you were seven years old, you are entering the story world when you were about 23 years old. Before the story world, you stayed in this body for more than a few years. In addition, after entering the world of the story, you have already made your own transformation and strengthening. brand.

This is your body, and your name is Su Bai. ”

"Thank you for your chicken soup." Su Bai shakes the ash, but at this time, Su Bai does not need chicken soup. If he does not understand this point, he will not sit here now.

When I first knew the truth of the matter, Su Bai did have a feeling of collapse of his own worldview, and also doubted his own existence, but Su Bai is a very extreme person, a mentally ill person, which seems to be a kind of His detoxification medicine, sometimes, the fact that ordinary people and even the audience are unacceptable, Su Bai also slowly returned to normal after a sham, this fat, the most experienced, the first half of the day is still comforting the white In the latter half of the day, it was found that Dabai was like nothing.

"So, what you mean is that we want to help you. When you go to the appointment, we are going to arrange it nearby, catching your mother, oh no, sorry, catching the woman's clues?" asked Yu.

"I am afraid that you do not agree." Su Bai said.

"Agree, how can you disagree!" Jie Jie said very firmly.

"Oh, Dabai, drink this Coke, we are friends, friends, that is to help each other." Fat man stood up, very patted the shoulders of Su Bai, "You did not tell before This is too much for me."

The monk put down the flat tea cup, and Gyatso no longer turned the ancient knife coin. Both of them smiled slightly. Obviously, they also decided to participate.

"The blood corpse before that." Su Bai reminded.

"The blood corpse is different from this woman. The shock and fear of the blood corpse and the threat to us are real things that we can feel." Jie Jie explained, "So let us go to the hard blood corpse. People, we really lack interest, because we all want to continue to live, but this woman is obviously much more terrible than the **** corpse, and it is because she stands taller, so high that we don’t touch it, even look up Not seeing the slightest.

Therefore, we have the courage to touch a tiger. ”

"What else?" Su Bai knew that they still had a reason not to say.

"Hey." Fat man smiled at this time. "As long as we find a little clue, even if the fingernails have a clue, then the radio will know. Remember the last **** thing, it was shouted through my mouth. The name of 'Ye Zi' was broadcast to confirm the identity of the blood corpse.

If we can find a little clue, even if it just captures the woman’s blurred silhouette,

Well, this is equivalent to helping the radio to do a lot of work, and it is more effective than doing most of the real-life missions. ”