Weird Talker

Chapter 49 Under the Rainstorm
"Is this thing yours?"

Yang said, passing a pair of glasses from his arms.

Qin Manjiang's pupils shrank, staring at the pair of glasses, his brain went blank for a while.

This is... my glasses.

I fell into the fire scene of a critical movie theater, thinking that I would never find it again...

Taking the glasses from Yang's hands, Qin Manjiang quietly looked at them in a daze.

"This is left by that ghost." Yang said.

Qin Manjiang was silent for a long time, and asked, "Have you seen a code name?"

All three of them focused their attention on Qin Manjiang.

He picked up the half-rim glasses and placed them on the bridge of his nose. A smile appeared on his expressionless face: "He is called the Invincible Tyrannosaurus Warrior."

The three of them shook their heads when they heard this rather playful code name: "I haven't seen it before..."

really.

Qin Manjiang nodded, stopped talking, and looked at the pouring rain outside the window.

In fact, he doesn't need these glasses to see the world clearly, but with these glasses, he can see himself better.

On the way, Zhong Xueran asked Yang about Guanyin Village.

But this time, Yang kept silent.

He has never been a person who hides his secrets, so he can only be sure of one thing, the area that has not been fully explored, so that Yang is restricted by the rules, and he can't explain to everyone what happened these days.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when we returned to Fucheng.

After exchanging contact information with the people in the car, Qin Manjiang got out of the car.

Yang pressed the car window and said, "Mr. Qin, thank you for your help. We will definitely be able to cooperate well."

Qin Manjiang nodded, noncommittal.

The car drove away, Qin Manjiang watched as it carried four people and disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

The rain had stopped, and some of the heat of the day had evaporated from the ground.

Not too eager to walk back in the direction of the rented house, Qin Manjiang turned his head inadvertently, and saw the man in the mirror at the shop on the street.

He doesn't like looking in the mirror very much.

It's been like this since childhood.

Just like what Li Xi said, he has the villainous face of a gentle scum, he doesn't talk much to people he doesn't know well, and he has a temperament that strangers should not enter.

Qin Manjiang originally thought that he didn't like looking in the mirror because he didn't like his own face.

It wasn't until today that he suddenly realized that...the reason why he didn't like looking in the mirror was because no matter how he looked at his face, he felt a faint strangeness.

The emotions in the bottom of my heart and the expression on my face were difficult to unify, as if they were separated as two people.

He is not a person without emotions, Li Xi's unknown life and death made him angry and blamed himself, but at the moment when his emotions were about to explode, the glass between the body and the soul reappeared.

It seems to say...

You can't be this excited.

You shouldn't have such intense emotions.

What is the time?What should not be?

Why is there such a standardized thing in my body?
Li Xi said that a long time ago:

"Brother Qin, you're like a mannequin, with ridiculous standards!"

"What standard?"

"Variety, I can't tell..."

"..."

At that time, I only thought of Li Xi's words as being out of tune all the time. Now that I think about it, it is true... I have been too standard since I was a child.

Emotions will never be excessive, the step distance will always be fixed at 1 centimeters, the resting heart rate will always be 07 beats, the eye blink rate will always be 30 times per minute, never dream, and will always...will wake up on time at [-]:[-] in the morning Come.

Qin Manjiang withdrew his gaze, raised his head slowly, and faced the sky with his eyes closed.

In the past 20 years, he didn't have such an obvious feeling, but since he entered the ghost talk game, the feeling of being pushed forward by some kind of force has become more and more clear.

The adoptive father who passed away strangely.

Crazy on the surface, she has actually become the younger sister of a ghost story player.

Trapped in the world of ghost stories, a close friend whose life and death are unknown.

Appeared suddenly, the deceased biological parents who were also players.

The doctor who brought the relics of his biological father.

And, that mediocre mobile phone.

His life, like clockwork, suddenly accelerated in a short period of time.

The turbulent true emotions in his body were blocked by that invisible glass, but Qin Manjiang's will could not be changed.

He doesn't care about abandoning his biological father, he doesn't care about the crisis-ridden game.

But he wanted to do something for the people he cared about.

If the adoptive father died for no apparent reason, then find out why.

If the younger sister is insane, then cure her.

Li Xi is trapped in another world, so we have to find him.

Lowering his head, Qin Manjiang opened his eyes, just in time a white horse stretched across the sky above Fucheng.

The glaring white light was reflected on Qin Manjiang's stern face, and there was a loud thunder.

He picked up his phone, pushed his glasses, and with a smile on his lips, he walked forward in the coming storm.

Maybe, just like Li Xi said, I am more suitable to be a villain.

No matter who comes to plot against me, they must first be prepared for eternal doom.

Even if it's a ghost story, it's the same.

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After getting out of the elevator and just taking out the key, Qin Manjiang found a figure sitting by the door.

is a girl.

She was not tall, and she couldn't see her face clearly. She was holding her knees with her hands, and her face was resting on her knees, as if she was asleep.

Her suitcase was larger than it looked even curled up.

Qin Manjiang walked over and silently sized up the girl in front of him.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The barking of the dog woke her up suddenly, and when she looked up, she found a dangerous-looking man with glasses staring at her.

"Xiaobai! Stop barking." She gently pulled the rope.

Only then did Qin Manjiang see that there was a rope tied around her wrist, and on the other side of the rope was a little yellow dog.

homeless?
Is this a man on a leash, or a dog on a man?
Why is the yellow dog called Xiaobai?

Qin Manjiang didn't ask these questions, but just looked at her and said, "Let me go."

He flashed the key in his hand.

The girl's eyes lit up, and she quickly stood up and straightened her clothes: "Are you the landlord? Hello, I saw your rental information...here...is it [-]?"

Qin Manjiang raised his eyebrows.

It turned out to be the case.

It was raining heavily outside, no wonder she had been waiting at the door for an unknown amount of time.

Qin Manjiang nodded and opened the door: "Come in and talk."

She hesitated for a moment, grabbed the leash tightly, hugged the little yellow dog and followed Qin Manjiang into the house.

The little yellow dog's nose sniffed the air, but it didn't struggle in her arms.

Qin Manjiang turned on the light, glanced at her, and said, "It's okay, just put it down."

She nodded quickly, and put the little yellow dog on the ground. This little dog was also sensible and didn't run around or bark. It lay obediently at her feet, and occasionally looked up at Qin Manjiang.

Qin Manjiang poured her a glass of water and said, "The rental information is clearly written, and I will live here too. You are a girl, so it might be inconvenient."

"It's okay...the community police station is not far downstairs, I saw it..." she whispered back.

Qin Manjiang closed his mouth and didn't say anything more about it.

"Then take a look at the room. It's this room. My sister lived in it for a while, and I've sorted it out."

"Hmm, I... I want to ask, can I pay half of the rent first?"

she asked suddenly.

Qin Manjiang looked her up and down. This girl didn't look like a rich girl who ran away from home. She was wearing a very common girl's uniform, without any accessories, and she didn't even put on makeup.

"Are you in trouble?"

She nodded embarrassingly: "I just arrived in Fucheng, I lost my mobile phone and wallet, and only a little cash left on me..."

She plucked up her courage: "Please... please let me stay here first. After reporting the loss of the bank card, I can find a way to get the money out, that's it!"

"So, you only have four hundred?" Qin Manjiang asked.

Her eyes darkened, and she lowered her head.

Qin Manjiang took a sip of water: "No."

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and the rainstorm rattled the awning.

There was a bit of eagerness in her eyes, and she was about to speak, but Qin Manjiang said: "Stay here first, give me all the four hundred, what do you eat?"

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Qin Manjiang. Before she could speak, she saw Qin Manjiang looking at her seriously: "However, I have a condition."

She nodded quickly, her long hair fluttering along with her.

"Be careful with it in the future, don't let it keep licking me."

Qin Manjiang pointed at his feet speechlessly. The little yellow dog was wagging its tail and licking his ankle happily.

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