Go crazy!You call this playing a game?

Chapter 59 Finally Waiting For You
at this time.

The people around looked at Luo Ming, and their eyes changed.

The man walked over in two or three steps.

"Dare to ask the hero, who are you?"

Luo Ming was puzzled, not knowing what this man was talking about.

He had seen his colleagues, they were all vague shadows, he couldn't see clearly, and he had to wait to take two more pills.

But this person can see very clearly.

This should be a living person, right?

Luo Ming was not sure again - if he was a living person, how could they allow him to act recklessly and kick the main beam off.

After realizing it, Luo Ming broke out in cold sweat.

Before, I really believed in my own experience too much, thinking that I could only see a shadow, and everything else was a real person.

In a world like this, one can never be too careful.

"I didn't expect that the main beam that Chen Jian couldn't put down, someone else could do it!"

The workers who were squatting on the ground to watch the play stood up one after another and walked towards Luo Ming.

"Let me just say, when I saw you just now, I thought you were a talent!"

"You can pull it down, you didn't even look at him just now. Little brother, let's get acquainted..."

Seeing Luo Ming being welcomed into the center of the crowd like stars and moons, Chen Jian felt depressed.

Although he knew that these people were just curious.

However, it was still very uncomfortable. Usually, he was the only one surrounded by people like this.

At this time, the contractor had disappeared.

He didn't expect that someone could put it on it at all, and the man froze in place, forgetting what to do.

"Patriarch, Patriarch! The main beam is put up!"

The contractor ran to Qianjiazhai's main house, shouting as he ran.

In the central courtyard.

A young man was sitting in front of the bed, wiping the sweat of the old man on the bed.

The old man's eyes were closed and he was breathing very evenly, but no matter how much the young man tossed and shouted, he did not wake up.

Hearing the sound outside, the young man gently put the old man down, and then hurried out.

"What? Who put it up, and where is it?"

"You come with me!
The two hurried to the new house.

Luo Ming was still standing in the crowd, chatting with the people around him, when someone grabbed his arm and pulled him out.

It was the contractor who held him back.

"Patriarch, this is the person!" The contractor brought Luo Ming to the Patriarch of the Qian family.

The owner's crystal clear teardrops flowed down.

"Finally waiting for you!"

he shouted loudly.

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

Although they have been coming to Qianjiazhai for a long time, they have never met the owner of the house here.

Although they said that Qianjiazhai was located in a remote place, such a character was not something they would normally see.

"Please come with me!" The head of the family took a step back, holding his hands, bending over, with a respectful look.

Luo Ming didn't know why, so he followed behind him.

He followed this person all the way to the main house of the Qian family.

He was directly invited and took the upper seat.

Luo Ming is not familiar with the etiquette here, and doesn't know what this position means.

However, the Patriarch of the Qian family and the contractor saw this scene, and they became more determined.

If you dare to sit directly on it, you must have real skills!

Their heads are buried lower.

"Master, please save my father!"

From the young man's narration, Luo Ming knew the whole story.

This young man, that is, the head of the Qian family, is named Qian Mo; his father, Qian Baichuan, is lying on the sickbed at this time.

Although Qian Mo is young, Qian Baichuan is in his sixtieth year.

Being old and the only son, Qian Baichuan dotes on Qian Mo very much.

When he was in his teens, Qian Baichuan became the shopkeeper and handed over the position of head of the Qian family village to Qian Mo, and went to visit the mountains and rivers by himself.

A few days ago, Qian Baichuan finally returned home, saying that he had a premonition of what would happen and needed to rest at home.

Subsequently, the construction of the new house of the Qian family started.

Halfway through the repair, the main beam could not be put in; at the same time, Qian Baichuan fell ill.

The Qian family panicked for a while, and looked around for expert help. After searching for a long time, they finally found a half-immortal who helped them take a look.

The Great Immortal looked at the terrain for two days, and made calculations for a long time, saying that he needs to find a predestined person with a strong character to put the main beam on it; and this person who can put the beam on is also the one who can wake up Mr. Qian.

Qian Mo waited and waited until Luo Ming finally arrived.

"Please save my father!"

Luo Ming felt helpless.

"The half-immortal has already said that the one who can let Zhu Liang go is hard-fated. He is not a master of Taoism, let alone a reincarnated doctor; I am just an ordinary person, how can I help?"

The contractor stood up.

"How can you be an ordinary person? Everyone saw it just now. You said something to the beam and waved your hand, and the beam was put on it firmly..."

Luo Ming supported his forehead.

"Then I'll try it out, but I can't guarantee the effect."

Qian Mo nodded like a pounding garlic.

Luo Ming followed Qian Mo to an inner room where an old man was lying on the couch.

He closed his eyes, and although his complexion was not ruddy, it was normal for an old man of this age.

The old man was breathing evenly, and nothing unusual could be seen, as if he had fallen asleep.

"How long has he been like this? How does he eat?"

"It's been many days. I usually open my mouth to feed some liquid food, and some servants change their clothes on time."

It sounds like a vegetable.

Luo Ming habitually brought in the thoughts of normal people, and came back to it again.

Here, in a world where no game is known, the situation should not be so simple.

After staring at the old man for a long time, Luo Ming felt more and more familiar.

When I was walking this way, it seemed that I met an old man who looked a lot like me on the road.

Thinking about this matter, Luo Ming looked at the old man again, and there was something wrong.

The two are exactly alike!
Luo Ming immediately turned around and ran towards the outside of the house.

Run to the place where I saw the old man in my memory.

This is under a banyan tree, in the shade there are stone tables and chairs with a chessboard on it.

Two old men are playing chess.

One of them looked exactly like the old man on the sick bed.

And the other old man, with a gray beard, fluttering white clothes, a fairy demeanor, and a radiant spirit, does not have the old man's old spirit at all, but is extremely energetic.

Roming paused, and found that the two men looked towards him.

He walked over.

"Are you old man Qian Baichuan?" Luo Ming asked straight to the point.

The old man nodded.

"General." The old man on the opposite side pressed the car in his hand onto Qian Baichuan's handsome man, his eyes narrowed with a smile.

"I won."

"What time is it, you're still playing chess here." Qian Baichuan complained.

"If you lose, you lose. You are such a big man, can't afford to play?" The man replied, then turned his head and looked at Luo Ming.

"Are you—Xiao Tang, someone from what company?"

This long name is obviously a mouthful for this unfamiliar old man.

Luo Ming unconsciously took a step back.

"Yes--"

"Don't be so afraid. Now that you're here, the matter will be settled easily."

The old man said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)