Chapter 121 Long Hair 4k

The little devil retracted his finger.

He stood beside the bed.

He quietly looked at Lu Mingfei, who was sleeping for a while.

His eyes rested on the cracks in the bronze mask.

In my brother's opinion, he needs to become stronger and not be able to frequently borrow Yama's power.

Otherwise, sooner or later, the mask will completely shatter.

Become stronger?

The little devil thought.

The game is about to speed up.

He looked out the window, the night was falling, the stars were shining brightly, the lights of thousands of houses were shining brightly, and the world was full of fireworks.

Lu Mingze stared for a long time.

This is.

Brother, are you the human being you love?

The sound of horse hooves sounds from the end of the world.

Lu Mingze turned around.

The pace is sonorous like a general stepping onto the battlefield.

"bring it on!"

He said.

Downstairs, a few sides away.

A few old men were enjoying the cool weather after dinner, in twos and threes.

Judging from their occasional glances at the man in black, it was probably a lie to enjoy the cool weather, but to come out to watch the fun.

After all, this kind of posture can't be seen anywhere except on TV.

The men in black look like killers. They are really scary, but how rare they are.

Take a quick look now, it will be useful for chatting with people later, right?

While Huan was chatting, he looked around and suddenly asked the uncle.

"Hey, let me tell you, your family is a hundred years old."

The uncle scratched his bald head with the handle of the cattail leaf fan.

He was also puzzled.

"Don't tell me, it's true. I haven't seen you for a day. Where did this kid go?"

Outside Laojing Alley, there is a dark alley with no light from the street lights. There is a constant flow of sewage and garbage on the ground, and the stench is overwhelming.

Changmao stumbled and leaned against the wall, his head drooping. It looked like he was probably drunk, and he was quite drunk.

He shook his head vigorously.

I found a trash can in a daze, rushed over to it, and opened the lid without being too dirty.

"Plop!"

Changmao fell to the ground.

He opened his eyes wide and looked into the gray-headed eyes of the stiff dog in the trash can.

It is said that dogs are spiritual and understand human nature.

It was true, at least to Changmao at this moment, the yellow dog's gray eyes looked very human.

It brought back memories that he had buried for a long time.

How many years ago was it?

Can not remember.

It's already very blurry.

It seemed like... it was also a dark night.

The guy knelt in front of him and cried.

It's really ugly.

That's what he was thinking about that night.

I thought you were so overbearing and lawless, but it turns out you are also afraid of death.

Ah.

It was also that night that I discovered the hair growth.

This guy's heart is actually not black.

But why is it worse than a beast?

I don’t understand, I don’t understand.

Changmao stood up on the ground.

He walked closer to see the yellow dog.

With the faint starlight, I could finally see clearly.

The long hair showed a strange expression.

He first looked at Laojing Alley.

Sighed.

Changmao found a relatively clean garbage bag, packed the yellow dog, dragged his feet to the park, dug up a piece of the grave, and put the yellow dog's body with both hands.

After filling the soil, Changmao put a few wild flowers picked along the way and squatted quietly for a while.

Get up and leave.

Suddenly, he thought.

Shaggy's eyes were instantly overwhelmed by a wave of panic.

He could hardly breathe.

He fell hard to the ground.

He ignored the pain in his body.

He immediately looked at the Internet cafe.

After freezing for a second.

He looked at Ziyang Street desperately again.

The chapped lips squirmed a few times.

But he was too frightened to say anything decent.

He could only pronounce a few hoarse and unpleasant syllables.

I remembered!

I remembered!

He remembered!

that person!

It's that person!

The long hair rolled and crawled forward.

Like crazy.

Internet cafe, counter.

"He! Where are the others!"

Changmao stared at the network administrator girl.

"where is he!"

The webmaster girl was obviously impatient.

The girl was holding a cigarette in her mouth, holding her pale and thin arms, and looked at him coldly.

"how could I know!"

"There are so many people borrowing money from me!"

“I’ve given you a lot of instant noodles!”

"Who cares about that stinky kid!"

Still unwilling to give up on growing hair.

"It's important, really!"

"Believe me!"

"Very important!"

He emphasized his tone again.

His chicken claw-like hands gripped the counter tightly.

He leaned over his upper body nervously.

"tell me

"That man, road...what road, where is he!"

The girl scoffed.

"I can't even call him by name, and I'm still trying to find someone."

She waved her purple wristbanded hand lazily.

"Stop talking about this, I'm here..."

"enough

Changmao slammed the counter twice.

Like a desperate beast.

The girl was obviously frightened.

She stepped back and just pursed her lips.

Changmao turned around and carefully searched around the Internet cafe.

No matter in the lobby or in the booth, there is no one I am looking for.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember what I said!"

When he was about to leave in a hurry, Changmao said to the network management girl at the counter.

"Stay away from him!"

After that, Changmao buried his head and left with deep thoughts.

The plastic door curtain flapped up and down again.

The girl's face turned pale.

His lips were bitten until they turned white.

She suddenly covered her head, frowned, gasped for air, supported her body with a thin arm, roughly opened the drawer, grabbed the medicine bottle, and trembled several times before pouring out the pills. , take it.

"call."

The girl suddenly slumped into the chair.

She picked up the fallen cigarette butt.

Press it out on the table, put it in your mouth, stare at the wall aimlessly, chew it slowly, bit by bit.

"Be careful, it's not good for your health."

The painter who had just come out of the toilet was wiping his hands with a napkin and gently persuading the girl.

The girl didn't even look.

The frustrated painter smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After a long time, the girl spat out the residue.

He looked at the painter with his eyes.

His eyes paused on the other person's hand.

"Is your skin disease cured?"

"A little problem."

said the painter.

"As I said, you don't need to go to the hospital, it will heal on its own."

The girl nodded silently.

"correct."

The painter glanced at the door.

"The assistant you mentioned before..."

The night is so dark.

The long hair resembles a beast walking in the wilderness.

There was a crazy light in his eyes like a hungry wolf.

Occasionally it softens for a moment.

There was nothing left in those eyes, they were empty.

"What are you doing!"

"Get out of here!"

"I called someone!"

"Hey, don't be so angry!"

"Beauty, let's play together."

Old-fashioned plot.

Changmao stumbled over.

Go straight into a few gangsters.

"Fuck, you don't have eyes!"

A guy with dyed yellow hair wanted to push the drunk man with his hand.

Just look into Changmao's scarlet eyes.

Huang Mao retreated as if he was electrocuted.

What terrifying eyes those are!

This is not the look a human being should have at all!

Crazy, scary, and hysterical.

As the saying goes.

This person is so arrogant that he is afraid of being stunned, and he is so stunned that he is afraid of losing his life.

This drunkard is just desperate.

"Who are you telling to get out!"

Changmao took out a knife.

"ah!"

"Who are you telling to get out!"

Several gangsters quickly backed away.

They looked at Changmao and made a sullen voice.

"I'm not as knowledgeable as a madman!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Sick in the brain!"

Several people cursed and walked away.

The girl in the white dress has lingering fears.

She wiped her tears, moved forward, and bent down towards Shaggy.

"Thanks!"

"Thank you so much!"

"if not……"

The words were not finished.

Just because she saw Shaggy's eyes.

The girl in the white dress backed away in fright.

Changmao looked at this man's skirt.

It is the look of reminiscence.

"Xiaoya."

He called softly.

"What……"

The girl is confused.

Changmao suddenly put on a ferocious face.

"Get out of here!"

The girl backed away in fright.

"Get out of here!"

Changmao was waving the knife like crazy.

"Next time you come to the alley, I'll chop you to death!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Don't come out to me at night!"

The girl ran away.

a long time.

Changmao put away the knife. Grinning.

"I'm scary."

He said in a low voice.

"Xiaoya, did you see it?"

"I'm awesome."

He leaned against the wall, put his whole body weight on it, and sat down slowly.

Just so motionless.

Shaggy looks into the distant sky.

The bright moon hangs high, rising above the willow branches and descending behind the Western Mountain.

The morning star shines.

The sky will be bright.

Shaggy was still sitting in the darkness.

He was motionless.

If you weren't still blinking.

I'm afraid it's really no different from a corpse.

The morning mist gradually dispersed.

A light layer of dew condensed on Changmao's body.

He finally got up.

Go and go, go and go.

Stop in the alley in front of the police station.

Further ahead, three meters, maybe one meter, is the police station.

But he stopped.

Changmao stared at the door for a long time.

The door was in the burning light.

He's in a dark corner.

This scene seems to have been carefully composed by a master.

Light and dark.

Grandeur and a dark past.

Strong contrast and conflict are here.

Shaggy's eyes are so complicated.

Too many contradictory and intense emotions mixed together.

The collision of emotions is so intense.

His body was so quiet.

Solid like a statue.

This time it’s not a relief of a devil or an angel embedded in a church.

Be the penitent.

Or saints.

the same.

all the same.

A penitent, or a saint.

all the same.

Several men entered the door chatting and laughing.

Changmao was like a machine with a switch pressed. He went from still to running away in a flash, turned around and entered the alley.

At the door of the police station, a man turned his head strangely.

"What's wrong?"

someone asked.

"Just now, was there someone in the alley?"

"Oh, him."

"I've seen you too, homeless man. This is the work of the rescue station. We still have a case on hand, so you should worry less."

The man was still looking at the alley and frowning.

"wrong."

He shook his head.

"That person is wrong. You know, my intuition is always very accurate."

"oh."

The companions also came to the spirit.

"How to say?"

"what have you found?"

The frowning man thought for a moment.

"I feel like this person surrendered himself..."

He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"But it's not like, it's weird, he seems to have something else."

"Surrender yourself!"

The companion's attention was immediately attracted by these two words.

I don't really care about what's behind or anything else.

"Let's go, chase him and have a look!"

Changmao ran desperately for a full hour.

I looked back frequently, and finally stopped when no one was chasing me.

He held onto the wall and took a breath.

Suddenly there was the warm aroma of food that penetrated his nose.

Changmao swallowed.

My stomach growled.

I haven't eaten anything decent since last night, and I'm already starving after running so far.

The long hair follows the scent.

He saw rows of small food trucks.

There are steamed buns, fried rice, rice porridge, rice balls, pancakes and fruits.

Especially the steamed stuffed bun stall, there was a circle of people around, and there was a little girl in red standing on the bench, smiling softly, and greeting her warmly.

"We sell steamed buns, big and delicious steamed buns!"

“You’ll be lucky if you eat these delicious buns!”

Changmao dragged his feet and wandered among the vendors.

Wherever he passed, whether it was the customers waiting for breakfast or the vendors selling breakfast, he showed a look of disgust.

This man is too dirty and smelly.

Especially the street vendors, who waved their hands like shooing away flies, and a few of them with bad tempers started scolding the homeless man, telling him not to ruin his business, or he would beat him up.

The shaggy wolf fled in disgrace.

Gradually, the morning rush hour passed and all the customers dispersed.

Shaggy is wandering around again.

No one looked at him seriously.

Shaggy licked his lips.

My stomach began to twitch from excessive hunger.

He held it firmly with his hands and sank in.

Feeling slightly better.

Go to a public restroom and get some running water.

he thinks.

At this time, a cheerful voice shouted from behind.

"They sell steamed buns. Dirty brother over there, do you want to buy steamed buns?"

It took Changmao a long time to react.

He turned around and pointed at himself.

"Yes, yes!"

The girl waved enthusiastically.

"Dirty brother, dirty brother, come and buy some buns!"

“Big and delicious buns!”

Changmao moved his feet over.

He sensitively noticed the slightly disgusted look in the landlady's eyes.

Changmao lowered his head and glanced at the softly smiling girl, whose chubby little face made people happy when he saw her.

"How do you sell these buns?"

he croaked.

The girl clapped her fingers and held out one confidently.

"One money, one bun!"

The landlady said helplessly.

"Meat buns cost one yuan each, and vegetable buns cost fifty cents each."

Changmao lowered his head and said oh oh twice.

He dug around and took out a few coins from his inner pocket.

I wiped it on my coat again and again.

"Give me,"

He thought again and again.

"Six vegetable bags."

He carefully put down three coins.

The landlady went packing.

The girl standing on the bench looked at him curiously.

Changmao subconsciously avoided the girl's gaze.

Too clean, too bright.

A person has been in the dark for too long.

If you encounter light, you will die.

"You're so lazy!"

The girl said with a smile.

"I don't even take a shower, it's so dirty and smelly!"

Changmao lowered his head and smiled in apology.

"Doudou!"

The landlady pulled the girl.

"Here, your buns."

Changmao bent over and took it with both hands.

"thanks, thanks."

He bowed.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Doudou held his fist and shook it.

"You're so welcome!"

Changmao stayed still.

He blinked hard.

He turned around hastily and ran away as if running away.

Not even two steps later, you could still hear the girl named Doudou shouting from behind.

"Don't be lazy!"

"You need to take a good bath!"

Changmao ran for three streets.

Finally found a corner to huddle in.

Zhen Bao took out the bun and took a bite.

Suddenly, Shaggy's chewing stopped.

I saw him slowly lower his head.

He saw.

When I took a bite, there was greasy meat in the bun.

After a moment of solidification.

Changmao suddenly bit into the remaining five buns like crazy.

Meat, meat, meat!

It's all meat.

He froze again.

Big tears burst out of my eyes.

A child who went shopping with his mother pointed at the long hair.

"Why is that uncle crying?"

"Don't look, don't point, it's rude!"

"oh oh.

The child looked at the hair out of curiosity again.

"Mom, I want to eat steamed buns."

"Can you still eat the buns? Which kid had half the rice left in his bowl this morning and poured it out!"

Changmao took one bite at a time, curled up into a ball, and chewed the 50-cent meat buns carefully.

The tears flowed and flowed and kept flowing.