The old man left a total of four large wooden boxes, most of which were ancient books. From the classic encyclopedia like "Yun Nie Ji" to the skill of practicing the special method of the Yi family, basically everything should be

Have it.

Apart from these things, there are all kinds of wooden men, gold bowls, carving knives, red ropes, and copper coins used for making methods. Common magic tools are also placed in the box and have not been moved. If Xiao An uses magic tools in the future, he should be able to do it.

Found in the box.

To be honest, metaphysics is not too difficult to learn. As long as you have a great memory or have been forced to memorize the knowledge by your family since childhood, you will naturally understand the things in this industry at a certain age.

Of course, experience is more important than knowledge, which cannot be denied.

If a master takes these things, then there is definitely no problem, but if you learn it yourself, it is easy to learn deviations. After all, you seem to have the same meaning in the book, but in fact it is another meaning.

There is nothing to say about this, so I can only let the old seniors take it.

"If you have the chance in the future, you must come back and take Xiao An to learn something." I thought so, looked at Xiao An who was pounding the joyful gong, and sighed helplessly, seeing that this naughty child loves him so much.

The hard work of struggle may lead to some learning in the year of the monkey and horse.

Suddenly, I remembered the picture of the God of Joy behind me and couldn't help but frown.

It would seem inappropriate to get Xiao An a tattoo. When I was tattooed with this thing, it hurt so much that I almost jumped off the building. What's more, I don't have the skills, so I can only find a "raw materials" with the best of the sky.

The tattoo master is doing it, is it too much for him to do it?

"Get it for him later." I had the answer and nodded to myself: "I'm not in a hurry now. This naughty child is still a little younger. When he grows up, he will tattoo his tattoos so as not to give him a gift.

Leave a shadow of childhood.”

Seeing me muttering constantly, Xiao An raised his head and looked at me in a daze, and asked me, "What's wrong with me?"

"Not much." I put a cigarette in my mouth and held it in my mouth, but it didn't light it. After a while of silence, I rubbed my eyes and smiled, "The eldest brother has to go out in a few days. After I leave, you will be there.

Just ask Uncle Zhang to come and help carry things."

"Move things?"

"Yes, these are all gifts given to you by my elder brother." I pointed to the wooden boxes in the corner of the wall, and pointed to the things on the altar and the portrait of the ancestor of the God of Joy: "These are all yours.

Now, let Uncle Zhang bring it back to you. If you have nothing to do, just read the books and other things inside. It’s great.”

Xiao An nodded in a daze.

"You can take this back too, usually..." I looked at Xiao An helplessly, with a confused face: "Let's write you a note, and then you can show it to Uncle Zhang and let him

Just do as you want.”

After a while, Hai Dongqing came back and saw Xiao An having a happy gong with a joyful gong, he was also curious.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao An smiled and said, "Big brother teaches me to beat the gong."

"Art, pure art." I added.

Hai Dongqing said oh, holding a brand new cell phone in his hand, and said to me: "By the way, this is my new cell phone. Please remember the phone number, 139xxxxxxxx, it turns out that my cell phone seems to have been lost by me.

It's gone, it can't be found."

"I guess it was passed by the thief."

I hypocritically helped him find an explanation, and Hai Dongqing expressed his deep understanding of this.

At an early 10 o'clock in the evening, Xiao An was taken by Hai Dongqing for midnight snacks, and I hired a taxi and went straight to the place Zhang Qinghai said.

I have to go and see the fat uncle and say something to him. After all, I may not be able to come back after leaving. I am apart from life and death. I can’t leave a word for nothing, right?

A few hours ago, Uncle Fat was still recuperating in a special hospital in the suburbs, but now he should have been brought here. He is just at Nanyue Hospital on the other side of Nanchang Road. He has to go back before dawn.

It's also troublesome.

There is nothing we can do about this. If we don’t do this, who knows if he will be taken away by the pawnshop No. 8 in the hospital here?

The pawn shops in these hospitals dare to take action, but in the military hospital, there is really no one in the military district hospital. Even the shopkeeper dares not take action.

I have asked the master to verify this, and he said that taking action in that kind of place is no different from declaring war against the government, it is purely a pursuit of death.

Maybe I took Uncle Fat on the first day, but the pawnshop would be swept by the official the next day.

"Even civil organizations like us have masters, who dares to say that the country does not have one?" The master laughed like this a long time later: "No one can compete with the state machine, so don't offend anyone, don't offend the country.

”

When I went to the hospital to see the fat uncle, it was almost 11 o'clock in the evening. There were very few people on the first and second floors of the hospitalization department, but when I arrived at the third floor, I started to see the police.

"Uncle is here, I'll take you there." Zhou Yan walked over and said to me with a cold face. Then, he didn't talk to me anymore, and silently took me upstairs.

"The surname is Yi."

Suddenly, Zhou Yantou called me without looking back.

"What's wrong?"

I was stunned, and I didn't expect him to call me.

"You have changed." Zhou Yan's performance was different from the usual idiot Zhou Yan. To be precise, he has completely changed since Yu Jia's death.

"Where has changed?" I asked curiously.

Zhou Yan paused and shook his head.

"Your smile now is scary, very similar to..."

He didn't finish his words. Even after a few years, I didn't know what he said later, but I always felt that what this grandson said was definitely not a good thing.

The ward was very quiet.

This is a single ward. Except for a bed in the middle, most of the other locations are empty. Several ultra-high-tech machines are placed next to it. Everything looks very good under the warm yellow light.

Warm, the atmosphere is not depressing.

After sending me in, Zhou Yan turned around and walked out of the door, while I pulled over a chair and sat by the bed.

"Uncle, Xiaoyao is here to see you."

I looked at the fat uncle wearing a breathing cover and felt my head gradually hurt, and more and more thoughts began to get entangled. A feeling of boredom seemed to spread in my body without realizing it.

To be honest, I want to shoot down those grandchildren now.

How can you touch my uncle? He is so honest and kind, and his accent is so interesting, how can you...

At first I was muttering, but suddenly I started to laugh, it was an uncontrollable smile.

"I will be missing in everyone's sight for a while. During this period, I will quietly look for something and then slaughter some people who should not be alive." I held the fat tightly

My uncle's hand suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar, just like when I was sick when I was a child, my fat uncle sat by the bed, holding my hand and telling me a story.

"Maybe I will not be me in the future."

"Uncle, you can't blame me, I'm forced to do this." My sick smile was filled with anger. Thinking of my own plan, the laughter gradually grew: "Don't worry, none of them can survive

, I will make those miscellaneous people regret it, and I will definitely......"

What I said at that time soon became a reality. Yes, everyone who participated in this matter regretted it.

Maybe that sentence is correct.

The evil people have a fierce dog in their hearts, and the good people have a dragon in their hearts.

This sentence was realized in the most perfect way when the way I handle things changed.

"By the way, uncle, my surname is Yi, but this Yi is no longer that Yi." My smile froze. I couldn't guess whether my expression was sad or something else at that time, because I couldn't feel that I was showing.

What expression is produced? There is no mirror to use as a reference. I just think...

I'm in a bad mood, terrible...

"If I can do these things alive, I will come back to honor you in the future. If I die, I will be your son in the next life and let you beat me up from childhood to death and educate me to death, will it be?"

Seeing that Uncle Fat did not respond, I directly thought that he had agreed to my words.

"Uncle, Xiaoyazi is gone."

I leaned over and hugged the fat uncle's strong body tightly, smiling like I was the first one.

After I opened the door, I saw Zhou Yan at first sight. He was surprised to see me coming out so quickly.

"No more talk?"

"There is something, urgent."

I said, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Can you come out and talk to me, okay?"

"We have nothing to talk about, you..."

"I'll leave tomorrow night." I walked over and sat with him on the bench in the corridor, looking at the snow-white walls and said, "Maybe I won't come back in the future."

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything.

"It's not that you want to escape, nor is it..." I shook my head: "No matter whether you recognize me or not, are you still my brother? I'm sorry for you. This is the fact, so I will repay you.

your."

As soon as I finished speaking, I patted my butt, got up and walked towards the end of the corridor.

"What the hell are you going to do?!!"

"Take good care of my fat uncle, and Xiao An, please leave it alone, he will live well..."

I waved my hand and didn't look back.
Chapter completed!