Urban Feng Shui Master

Chapter 434 Another Self

Before he finished speaking, he "put" the things in his hand on Zeng Yifan's body one after another. To be precise, some were wrapped around, some were pinched, and some were stuck into the flesh.

But Zeng Yifan's body only felt a slight force, without any pain or discomfort.

"Okay, after a while, you can be reborn." The man seemed relieved, and his laughter became a bit secretive, "Don't worry about what you will lose, you and I will lose some things, but what you get may be lost." better."

"I don't understand what you're talking about..." Zeng Yifan tried to break free from those strange things, but his limbs and body felt limp, although he didn't feel any other discomfort.

"It's okay." The figure slowly bent down, almost putting his face on the tip of Zeng Yifan's nose, "You will understand soon."

Zeng Yifan finally saw that face clearly, the face shape and features were extremely familiar to him, and he finally remembered where he had seen this person before.

Mirror, in the mirror!
"Hehe, you understand? It's faster than I expected." "Zeng Yifan" smiled at Zeng Yifan.

Watching yourself laughing, listening to your own words, and even face to face, all of this is not watching a video or looking in a mirror, but is completely real in front of your eyes.

Zeng Yifan almost felt schizophrenic, is he his twin?It is impossible to have such similar twins in the world!Even the small scar between the eyebrows is exactly the same, it is the scar from a bump in college!
A series of questions inexplicably popped out of Zeng Yifan's mind, which made it difficult for Zeng Yifan to change his mind, let alone continue the conversation with Zeng Yifan in front of him.

Zeng Yifan who was standing straightened up and looked at Zeng Yifan who was sitting there with satisfaction, as if he was studying a rare treasure, or peeking at the churning thoughts in his mind.

"Are you me, or am I you?" Zeng Yifan who was sitting was silent for a moment, then asked.

"Well, you are me, and I am also you." Standing Zeng Yifan scratched his head and shrugged, "But, you are not me, and I am not you."

"Are we twins? Human clones?" Zeng Yifan, who was sitting, scratched his head, his staring eyes didn't know where he was looking.

Zeng Yifan who was standing suddenly laughed, as if he had heard a big joke, but soon he stopped laughing and put his chin on his hand to think for a while.

"Could it be... no...impossible" Zeng Yifan who was sitting scratched his head and muttered, as if he had thought of something.

"Well, that's right, I am you from the past." Standing Zeng Yifan looked like he could see through the other person's thinking, "But you are definitely not the me from the future."

"You don't want me to believe that there is a space-time machine in this world, do you?" Zeng Yifan who was sitting helplessly shook his head, "Then I would rather believe that you are a Jurassic dinosaur."

When he said this, Zeng Yifan, who was sitting, felt a little tired, and his body gradually became limp, as if he was floating in the clouds in mid-air.He resisted and wanted to ask something, but Zeng Yifan, who was standing, grinned at him, turned and walked towards a door in the distance.

That door didn't seem to exist at first, but now it appeared, as if it was prepared for Zeng Yifan who left.

As he walked away, the soft light around him gradually disappeared, as if he was a light source, but when he was about to walk out of the door, he stopped and turned around slowly, with a sunny smile on his face.

"Just start it all over again!"

The door closed, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

In the dark, Zeng Yifan didn't have any thoughts or feelings, but enjoyed a sweet dreamland.

There were many, many things in there that he had or didn't remember...

Some people say that life is like a huge room, and in this room there are countless doors waiting for people to open, but no one knows what will be behind each door.

Headaches are very uncomfortable. Hangovers, fevers, colds, and lack of sleep are all prone to headaches.But Zeng Yifan had never experienced these things, at least in his memory.

But now, his head ached like a saw was being pulled back and forth in it, as if it was literally trying to split his head in half.

Getting up from the ground, Zeng Yifan patted his forehead vigorously and shook his head, the headache seemed to be relieved a bit.The surrounding environment was very strange, Zeng Yifan was sure that he had never been here before he passed out.The only thing I still remember is that I once faced myself and talked for a long time.

"Why am I here?" Zeng Yifan murmured to himself, the headache struck again, but this time, his mind was much clearer.

Duk duk duk, there was a loud knock on the door, and Zeng Yifan, who was still struggling with his memory, was taken aback. Before he had time to react, the door was knocked open with a bang.

"Don't move!" A group of policemen swarmed in. Seven or eight people threw Zeng Yifan to the ground and handcuffed him quickly.

"After reports from the masses, we are now formally arresting you on suspicion of intentional homicide!" a police officer announced majestically.

report?kill?Zeng Yifan's pupils dilated suddenly.

I used to hear that people will faint when they are overstimulated.Zeng Yifan has heard this saying a lot, but he has never seen it, but this time he has seen it, and he has actually experienced it himself.

Although the number of times I fainted before was not small, but it was the first time that I fainted because of stimulation.He just woke up and remembered very clearly the feeling before fainting, it was like a strong electric shock to the brain, and then a fuse in the back of the brain suddenly blew, and all consciousness was cut off within a thousandth of a second .

However, Zeng Yifan himself was a little surprised at the current level of consciousness recovery, as if he hadn't passed out at all, and he just blinked just now.

Zeng Yifan tried to sit up, but the handcuffs on his wrists made it a little difficult for him to move. After carefully looking around, he shook his head, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry.

In that "blink of an eye", Zeng Yifan was already in a room less than one square meter, except for the small window more than one meter above his head, there was the heavy iron door in front of him.

Obviously, this is a solitary confinement room for serious offenders. Judging from the situation when he was arrested just now, he, the murderer, is most likely committed to death.

Suddenly, the small trap under the door was opened, and a tray was stuffed outside the door, with two steamed buns, a glass of water and a little pickle on it.

"Eat!" The voice outside was very impatient, and the small trap was closed again immediately, and there was no sound after that.

Have a meal?Zeng Yifan moved his buttocks, and found that the handcuffs were very high and tight, and he couldn't avoid passing through his legs and move his hands to the front.Of course, metal and other things are not a problem, it's just that he hasn't used the Alchemy Technique for a long time, and Zeng Yifan himself has some doubts about whether this skill still exists.

Of course, now that I am a murder suspect, if I really do this, I'm afraid there will be more troubles.

However, this posture is definitely not suitable for eating normally, so let's do something special!Thinking about it, he simply knelt down, went directly to the tray, and started to eat.

Maybe it was because of fainting for a while, or maybe it was because of the exhaustion of the previous period when the memory was blank, Zeng Yifan's appetite was surprisingly good, not to mention the steamed buns and pickles, he even licked the plate clean.

But he was still hungry, the feeling of hunger was like he hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

"Is anyone there?! Is anyone there?!" Zeng Yifan yelled twice, footsteps outside the door sounded, and the iron door slammed twice, as if someone was knocking.

"What's your name?! Be honest!" a heavy voice scolded, "I've only been in for five hours and I'm calling you. I'll lock you up for 50 years, and I'll see you call again!"

The man outside the door was really honest, Zeng Yifan squinted his eyes and smiled, so to speak, he had only been in for five hours.This city is not very big in the first place. If you count the driving time, your fainting time should be about seven hours.But this is not the most important thing now, the important thing is...

"Comrade, can I have some more food?" Zeng Yifan forcefully squeezed out a few words from his lips, "Hungry, I'm so hungry."

The people outside the door didn't seem to expect Zeng Yifan to make this request, and they paused for a while before replying: "Hungry? Are you hungry after eating?!"

With a clang, the small trap door opened again, a baton protruded from the door, and pulled the dishes on the tray a few times.

"Hey, you don't even need to wash the dishes." The man laughed in a low voice, stretched out his hand and pulled the tray out.

The small trap door was closed again, and there was no sound from outside the door.

Zeng Yifan endured hunger and walked around in the small room. It was not because he was anxious or bored, but because his body was getting colder, especially his arms, which were handcuffed tightly, were numb from the cold due to poor blood flow. up.

"Get up! People suffering from hunger and coldness..." Zeng Yifan was really suffering from hunger and coldness at the moment, so he sang directly when he felt it.

Bang Bang Bang, the iron door was knocked loudly, interrupting Zeng Yifan's "tragic and passionate" singing.

"Calm down for a while, okay?! Even the Internationale has been tossed?!" The guard's angry voice came from outside the door, "What do you think you are? A revolutionary martyr or something?"

Zeng Yifan immediately shut up, yes, it's not easy to wait to eat, you have to listen to what people say, this principle applies everywhere.

The guard didn't make things difficult for Zeng Yifan any more, he directly opened the small trap and stuffed the steamed buns and pickles in again. After 3 minutes, Zeng Yifan wiped out all the food.

"Enough?" Hearing Zeng Yifan's exaggerated chewing sound, the guard asked half-jokingly.

"Enough, I'm full." Zeng Yifan wanted to stretch after eating, but almost sprained his arm. The handcuffs were not an ordinary hindrance.

As soon as the trap door was flipped, the baton came in again, and fiddled twice as before. This time, the dishes were cleaner than before, and the shadows of people could almost be seen.The guard didn't say anything, just pulled out the tray and closed the trap door.

All was quiet again.

Generally speaking, hungry people will always feel drowsy after a full meal. Some people say that blood collection is probably due to the stomach, and the brain lacks nutrients.

Regardless of whether there is any basis for this statement, it does not apply to Zeng Yifan.

Because his brain is so clear at the moment, it even runs like a well-oiled motor on the stage.

"No, no..." Zeng Yifan murmured while looking at the roof and the small window.

Even if the murder suspect is arrested on the spot and the evidence is solid, he still has to go through an interrogation process. Zeng Yifan has never been transferred since he woke up.

This room is not quite right. Zeng Yifan remembers seeing a similar place in a certain TV series. Only prisons or detention centers have this type of confinement room. It is impossible to throw him, a suspect, into the prison without even passing the interrogation. of.

And it's too quiet outside, except for the occasional wind, you can't hear anything.

"Woo--" A gust of wind suddenly blew through the window, and there was an echoing whistling sound in the small room. Zeng Yifan's heart beat for no reason, and his mind was churning.

"Wind changes, there are signs, watch it and then move..." Zeng Yifan scratched his head, a little indifferent, where did he hear this?It seems to be in memory, and it is a bit like recalling the Chinese textbooks when I was a child.

Zeng Yifan sat down and stared at the high window in a daze.

Chirping... chirping... a burst of bird chirping pulled Zeng Yifan back from his thoughts, and at some point two sparrows got into the window and were fighting there.

"The wind blows from the north window, and the two sparrows are fighting..." Zeng Yifan looked at the pair of sparrows thoughtfully, "The north side is Kanwei, the two sparrows are Er, and the second is Dui, um, this is the Water Ze Festival."

Zeng Yifan's thoughts unfolded subconsciously. He knew that it was very possible that his six doors had been fully opened and he had regained his divination ability.Of course, this is not complete, it is like a motor that is still in the running-in period, and it is a bit bumpy in operation.

"The name of this hexagram is sloppy, and it doesn't go well. The upper part is Kanshui, which means thieves; Even if I'm locked up here as a thief, I'll have to sue for a while."

He competed with the hexagram there, the sparrows on the window sill were already beaten to pieces, and a gust of wind blew by, and the sparrows, which were already exhausted from fighting, fell from the window sill and fluttered on the ground. Did not fly for a long time.

"No!" Zeng Yifan immediately stood up, spread his fingers, and concentrated all his thoughts on the handcuffs.

Quack, the right hand came out of the handcuffs.Zeng Yifan turned his head, then unscrewed the other handcuff, and immediately rushed towards the iron gate.

"Damn it, why is this door so thick?!" Even though Zeng Yifan tried his best to face the iron door, the big iron lump didn't agree with him at all, and remained motionless.

It seems that the power of gold control is really weaker the farther the distance is, and it is not easy to open the handcuffs.But at this time, it is meaningless to just open the handcuffs.

Zeng Yifan didn't go crazy all of a sudden, but the scene of the wind blowing and the birds falling just now opened his mind.

"The Kanshui in the hexagram should be the person who framed me behind my back, and the exchange of gold is murderous intent and entanglement!" Zeng Yifan is very clear about his current situation, "The Kanshui is six, and the exchange is two. This hidden evil hexagram will disappear in eight hours It's come true!"

(End of this chapter)