I adopted my grandfather

25

For a moment, neither the driver nor Mo Xiaofeng said anything.In the airtight carriage, it seemed as if the beating sound of the heart could be heard.They all knew very well in their hearts that if the driver started the car at that time, their car would be hit by the out-of-control car, and none of the four would survive.

This is like saving a life from the gate of hell!

After a long time, the driver turned his head and said to Mo Xiaofeng: "It's dangerous! Brother, thanks to you shouting so loudly."

After a pause, he said again: "No matter how you think about it, it's a bit mysterious. Do you have a sixth sense?"

Mo Xiaofeng didn't change his face: "Sixth sense or something, doesn't it mean that women are right?"

Cheng Liwen lowered her head in shame.

The journey was safe and sound. Qiao Zhiyuan yelled that he survived the catastrophe, and that he must go to the best restaurant to have a meal to calm the shock.It was already past 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and Mo Xiaofeng and Cheng Liwen bought fast food at the airport for lunch. Naturally, they had no objection. Mo Xiaofeng also introduced a relatively authentic local restaurant.

After the three of them were full, the waiter came to pay the bill, and it was less than 300 yuan.Qiao Zhiyuan glanced at the list and said, "Please issue a ticket for me."

The waiter was taken aback: "Is it a unit or an individual?"

"personal."

The waiter said with a smile: "Our restaurant has a rule that if the customer does not want to issue a ticket, he can send a bottle of drink for free."

Qiao Zhiyuan shook his head: "I want to issue invoices, and I have to contribute to the country's taxation cause."

Mo Xiaofeng, who was next to him, felt a little awe-inspiring when he heard this: This Qiao Zhiyuan normally doesn't eat the food of the country, but he didn't expect to support the country's finances so much, and his consciousness is quite high.

Cheng Liwen pursed her lips and smiled: "Hearing what he said sounded grand, in fact, he just wanted to grab an award."

Recently, various provinces and cities have introduced new policies, and consumption development and tickets can participate in the lottery.But Mo Xiaofeng didn't pay much attention to these things, his hands were stinky, and he never pulled out anything other than "thank you for participating".

Cheng Liwen patted Qiao Zhiyuan on the shoulder, smiled at Mo Xiaofeng, "You don't know, he's lucky."

Mo Xiaofeng looked at Qiao Zhiyuan, and saw that his Yintang was covered with a layer of black air, and he didn't look like he was lucky.However, when he was studying at the Cultivation Academy, Mo Xiaofeng was not good at spells, and he was not very good at geomancy, divination, and fortune-telling derived from it, so although he had doubts in his heart, he was as quiet as a chicken.

After a while, the waiter brought the tickets, and Qiao Zhiyuan took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code on it.The phone screen immediately displayed, congratulations to him for winning the highest prize, and the prize was sent to him in the form of a red envelope at that time.

Although the face value is not much, it is also the highest award. For a person like Mo Xiaofeng who can't even touch the edge of the award in this life, his eyes are staring with envy, and he can't help but say: "Come on, Mr. Qiao, shake hands .”

Qiao Zhiyuan didn't know why, seeing him stretching out his hand, he quickly stretched out his hand too.

Mo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "You have good luck." As he spoke, he held Qiao Zhiyuan's hand tightly.

The moment his hands were clasped, Mo Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly went dark, and there seemed to be a loud "bang" in his ears, and his whole body couldn't help shaking.

"Director Mo, what's wrong with you?"

When he opened his eyes, he saw Qiao Zhiyuan and Cheng Liwen looking at him in surprise, and hurriedly said: "Nothing." It was just a momentary daze, but it seemed to be some kind of omen, just like the dream he had in the car before Same.He glanced at Qiao Zhiyuan inadvertently, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the black air on his Yintang seemed to be thicker again.

Qiao Zhiyuan enthusiastically introduced the ticket lottery.Mo Xiaofeng only found out that there will be a second round of lottery draws after a while, and the face value of the highest prize will reach 20.Qiao Zhiyuan said confidently: "I have a hunch that the 20 yuan must be mine."

Cheng Liwen sighed enviously: "Zhiyuan, your fortune has really exploded in the past two years."

After dinner, Qiao Zhiyuan suggested that Mo Xiaofeng take him to a famous bar street in city B.

Mo Xiaofeng was a little embarrassed: "At this point, Bar Street hasn't opened yet."

Cheng Liwen hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's not too far from Bar Street, let's just take a stroll over there to digest food."

Mo Xiaofeng said with a smile: "No wonder you have such a good figure, walking around like this, your legs are getting thinner."

Although he said so, there was an inexplicable anxiety in his heart.Although I am prepared to return late, if I go to the bar, I may not be sure what time I will return.It didn't really matter before, but now there is a little one by his side.When I put Youyou in the Lin's house this morning, the little guy didn't speak, but just looked at him eagerly, like an abandoned puppy, which made him feel uncomfortable.

The three of them were strolling along the street, with shops lined up on both sides, Mo Xiaofeng cheered up and introduced while walking.As I walked, my heart tightened, and that bad premonition suddenly came again.

Mo Xiaofeng stopped in his tracks, listened intently, and vaguely felt that there was a wind blowing over his head.He didn't have time to think about it, and shouted: "Get out of the way!"

Stretching out a hand, he violently pushed Qiao Zhiyuan away, then pulled Cheng Liwen up, and fell to the side!

Hearing a loud "bang", something fell down and hit the ground heavily.At that moment, the whole street seemed to tremble slightly.

Apart from Mo Xiaofeng and the three who were closest, there were many other passers-by on the street who stopped in their tracks at this moment, stupefied by this sudden change.

"My God, the hotel sign fell off!"

"Look, there seems to be a hole in the ground!"

"Of course, the metal shelf is already heavy, and it fell from such a high place..."

"Fortunately no one was hurt."

"Those three were lucky enough."

"Where is luck? I saw it, the young man reacted so quickly, he pushed everyone away, or he would have been smashed into meatloaf!"

In the midst of everyone's sighs and sighs, Mo Xiaofeng looked at Qiao Zhiyuan and Cheng Liwen with a dark face: "Now, should you tell the truth?"

One accident can also be inferred to be accidental, and one after another, there must be something wrong.

Calculating carefully, the beginning of all the abnormalities around me originated from a dream.

At that time, Qiao Zhiyuan had just returned to his hometown to start a business, and everything was not going well, and there was a period of low tide.But no matter what, after surviving the cold winter of his career, everything began to develop in a good direction.

Qiao Zhiyuan still remembers that the first project his company received was to undertake the product promotion of a large enterprise, which can be said to be a turning point in his career.But at the beginning, the situation was not optimistic. There were many competitors, and they were all well-known and experienced publicity companies. Compared with them, he was just a fledgling child, and the final victory surprised even himself.

It was also from then on that Qiao Zhiyuan felt that he was favored by the goddess of fate.

That night, Qiao Zhiyuan had a dream.

"That night, I had just finished the celebration banquet and drank too much. I didn't know that I was dreaming. I just remembered that the surroundings were pitch black, and there was a voice calling my name, and I couldn't help chasing the voice and walked forward." Recalling During that dream, Qiao Zhiyuan's eyes were a little dazed, as if he still had lingering fears.The ground was uneven, and it was very difficult for him to walk. Once, he stumbled and nearly fell, but he still held on to something beside him to stand still.

After he stood still, he thought about going to see what he was supporting.I only felt that the thing was half a person tall, and the tentacles were cold and hard. When I looked closely, the hairs all over my body stood up in fright: it was actually a tombstone!

At that time, the dark clouds in the sky began to part away, revealing the moon.He found that he seemed to be in a valley. There was no vegetation in the valley, and there were only tombstones one after another, standing or lying, new or old, complete or incomplete!

The pale moonlight shone on the pale stone tablet, emitting a faint chill.

At this moment, Qiao Zhiyuan heard a faint cry.In this silent night, like an invisible thread, it tugged at his nerves.Reason told him that he should run quickly now, but his two legs just followed the crying sound unconsciously.

The closer you get, the clearer the cry becomes.

Then he saw a man, squatting in front of a tombstone, weeping mournfully.

The man was dressed strangely, wearing a melon cap, a long robe, and a long braid on the back of his head.Seeing that the color of the braid has turned gray, he must be an old man.

I met a strange person in a strange place, but Qiao Zhiyuan in the dream didn't think there was anything strange at all, so he moved closer.

He patted the old man's shoulder and asked curiously, "Old man, what are you crying for?"

The old man was so crying that he couldn't speak, he just pointed to the tombstone in front of him with his finger.

Qiao Zhiyuan looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that it was still a brand new tombstone, with no traces of weather left on it.He thought, this old man may have just died, so could this tombstone belong to his wife?

Thinking of this, he looked at the photo on the tombstone.The moment he saw the photo of the deceased, his heart seemed to be tightened by something, and it almost stopped beating.

In the posthumous photo, there is a 26-year-old young man with a broken body. It can be seen that he has been tortured by illness for a long time.Even though he was already thin and out of shape, Qiao Zhiyuan could tell at a glance that the person in the photo was himself!

"What's going on here?" Qiao Zhiyuan panicked for a while, turned to face the old man, and asked.

But when he saw the old man's face clearly, he couldn't help gasping again, his legs softened, and he sat down on the ground.

"What did you see?" Cheng Liwen finally couldn't help but interrupted and asked, "Ghost? A skeleton? Or does that old man have an animal face?"

Because of her love of watching horror movies, Cheng Liwen also has a very rich imagination.But after thinking about that scene, she couldn't help shivering in Lingling.

"Neither." Qiao Zhiyuan had a strange expression, and he said hesitantly, "How should I put it? It's a dynamic face."

Seeing that both Mo Xiaofeng and Cheng Liwen looked at a loss, he tried to explain: "Have you ever seen that kind of computer animation? That kind of gradual animation with multiple human faces. Human facial features change in a short period of time, and they change rapidly. The face of that old man is like this, and it changes faster, I only know that his face has changed, but I don’t have time to see what each face looks like.”