Zhou Ping Chapter (2)[The Secret Peeper]
n he seemed to sense something and looked up at the gap in the treasure house in the sky."divine power fluctuations. Is there a god out there " Gilgamesh was also keenly aware of the strangeness of th..."I think I understand what you mean."
in the bright convenience store, Zhou Ping in uniform stood behind the cashier, listening carefully to Uncle Shang's explanation and narrowing his eyes.
". Are you sure you really understand " Uncle Shang opened his mouth with uncertainty.
"you are from 2012, with what forbidden market to cast your eyes on this era, just to find me to help you fight."
Uncle Shang spoke patiently again, "strictly speaking, it is through you now that you are locked in 2012, to help you grow up ahead of time, and then."
"and fight for you"
". That's right. "
Zhou Ping pressed down the brim of his cap to cover most of his face, then turned and walked into the warehouse, leaving Uncle Shang standing alone in the empty convenience store.
Shang Shu was thinking about how to make Zhou Ping believe the story that sounded like nonsense. When he saw Zhou Ping turn around and left, he was slightly stupefied. Before he could recover, the warehouse door handle twisted again, and Zhou Ping came out steadily carrying several large boxes.
"you."
Uncle Shang's eyes flashed in a daze. When he was about to say something, Zhou Ping's apologetic voice sounded directly.
"I'm really sorry. Stop for a moment." I haven't finished my goods yet. When the boss comes and sees me lazy, he will deduct the money. "
Uncle Shang:.
"anyway, I know what you mean, but you may really have the wrong person." While working, Zhou Ping said earnestly, "I don't have the kind of forbidden ruins you mentioned, and I'm not good at fighting. I'm just an ordinary person."
"ordinary people can not see me, no, it should be said that all the existence of this era, even the gods, may not be able to detect me, because I am only a spiritual eye." But you can not only see me, but even hear my voice. "
Zhou Ping tilted his head and thought seriously for a moment.
"is that awesome"
"." Uncle Shang sniffed at the corner of his mouth, "of course."
"but I really can't fight."
"you must have the potential for this, but you just don't realize it." We will find who you were four years ago and guide you to grow up faster. "
"four years ago." Zhou Ping was tidying up his hands on the shelves, as if remembering something, with a complicated look on his face.
"of course, we will keep the guide in our dreams, and when you wake up, you won't remember those things, so we won't interfere with your original fate." Uncle Shang keenly captured Zhou Ping's emotional changes. "if you don't want to, just pretend I haven't been here."... "
"No."
Zhou Ping shook his head and stood up slowly from the ground. The cap covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression.
"Don't have to dream so much trouble." If you want to interfere in my life, please feel free. " Zhou Ping paused for a moment.
"my life is already in ruins."
Shang Shu stays where he is.
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[2012]
in the middle of the rough sea, Uncle Shang, sitting in the black-covered boat, frowned slightly.
Black blood kept falling from the corners of his eyes. He closed his eyes, fumbled for his phone from his pocket and dialed an emergency number.
after a brief bell, a quiet female voice rang:
"Hello"
"is Ye Fan by your side Ask him to do me a favor. "
.
Xijin.
click-
the taxi meter reader pops up automatically, and a string of tickets are slowly removed from the old car equipment with a shrill buzzing sound.
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"here we are." The old driver, holding the cigarette that was about to burn out, reached out of the window and flicked the ash.
"how much is it"
"$20.50, not a small note of twenty."
A brand-new banknote was handed to the driver, and then the slender figure pushed out the door. Dressed in a black coat, he stood in front of the old residential building, looking down at the text message on his phone.
"Taohuawu District …" This should be it. " Ye Fan muttered to himself.
he looked at the darkening sky and went straight to the interior of the community.
this neighborhood is small and seems to have a history. The white-painted exterior walls are dim yellow, and the road is potholed. Under the dim sky, only a few households are lit with incandescent lights, and there should not be many households altogether.
but even so, there is still a small security kiosk at the entrance of the community. At this moment, an uncle in a white vest is sitting at the door, unhurriedly shaking a pu fan, seeing Ye Fan coming in the distance, his eyes suddenly narrowed into a seam.
"Hello, who are you looking for" The uncle shouted at the top of his voice.
"I'm looking for a child named Zhou Ping. Is he at home" Ye Fan skillfully took a cigarette out of his pocket and handed it over.
"looking for Zhou Ping" The uncle looked at him carefully for a moment and opened his mouth with some vigilance, "who are you" What do you want with him "
"I'm Zhou Ping's head teacher. I'm here for a home visit this time."
"teacher"
Uncle looked relaxed, but then he thought of something and wondered, "Zhou Ping's grades have always been good, so why do you need a home visit" Is there something wrong with him "
"Zhou Pingping's grades are good, but they have declined a little recently, so I'll take a look at the situation." Ye Fan casually made up an excuse.
hearing this, my face changed slightly, looked at the lights of a household in the community, and sighed:
"Fuck." I guess his animal parents are back. "
"what"
". It's nothing. " The uncle seemed to realize that he had made a slip of the tongue, shook his head and spoke in a complicated tone, "teacher."... Zhou Ping is a good boy. If you have the ability, you must give him a hand. "
he raised his hand and pointed to a dim light on the edge of the dark neighborhood. "that's his house, 403. do you need to lead the way"
"No."
Ye Fan looked at the position of the light, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure went straight to the depths of the community.
this is the most marginal building in the neighborhood, and it is also the quietest one. Except for the dim light on the fourth floor, the other floors are empty. Ye Fan stamped his foot at the dark staircase, but the dilapidated sound control lights did not come on, and the uninhabited corridor seemed to lead to the abyss.
he frowned and walked silently up the stairs, and a light gold like Buddha's light appeared in the depths of his eyes.
for him at the peak of "Klein", his perception has already covered every corner of the floor, not to mention the lack of light in the corridor, even though he can clearly see the scene in the 403 even across a few walls.
Ye Fan came to the door of 403 and was about to knock when the light of two flashlights lit up from the corridor on the ground floor, followed by a burst of grumpy curses.
"Damn it, these properties are **ing light bulbs. This corridor has been dark for how many days and no one has come to fix it! Every day in the dark, no wonder my luck is getting worse every day, damn it! "
"what about Zhou Ping Didn't he study physics in junior high school Why can't you even fix a light bulb "
"him It's no use for him to study. He has already told him to work as a doorman for Brother long, and he can still earn a hundred yuan a month, if it hadn't been for your bitch to stop me. " and depicted it on the stone tablet little by little.Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen carved the tablet very slowly. it was the first time for them to see off their predecessors, and they used the knife very...