Third watch

He Biao glanced at the rearview mirror. Behind the car, the old and the young were sleeping soundly, and the sky was full of stars outside the window.

He held the steering wheel steadily, and turned the car into the back gate of Lanhai Park lightly.

There is a small hill connected to the back gate of the park, and it is usually so desolate that no one will pass by, not to mention that it is almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night now.

He Biao turned off the fire and slowly took out a knife from under the seat.

Although this old man looks like a country bumpkin, He Biao had already noticed when he came out of the train station that the kid next to him was wearing famous brands—fuck, that brand of shoes cost almost 1000 yuan A pair of money, he would have a toothache even if he wanted to buy it himself, this kid is wearing everything from hat to shoes.

And the electronic watch on that little arm is worth money at first glance.

A rich old bastard.

He Biao quietly jumped over the car seat and grabbed the old man by the collar.

"Huh?" The old man opened his eyes in a daze: "Master, is the Patriotic Hotel here?"

"Stop talking nonsense and take out all the money!" He Biao said roughly.

He Biao is big and thick, with green dragon tattoos on both arms. He is not a good person at first sight - he is indeed not a good person at first. Anyone who runs the train station line in City X knows that He Biao's black car is not allowed. , but He Biao is a ruthless person, and if an outsider gets into his car, no one who knows it will dare to say anything.

Who would dare to provoke him? It is said that He Biao and the local snake in X City worshiped the target, and they seemed to have killed people in the early years.

The old man seemed to have not woken up yet, the collar was still being pulled, and he actually looked out the window: "Master, you drove in the wrong place."

"It's... not good..." the old man muttered.

This is not the first time He Biao has done this, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of 'hostage' who is not in a state. He passed the sharp and reflective knife point forward again, and pressed it against the old man's neck: "Pay all the money come out!"

The old man coughed: "Master, there are people watching outside."

He Biao was taken aback.

What nonsense is this old man talking about?He didn't know how many times he had been to Blue Ocean Park, except for him, He Biao, who would patronize, usually even a wild dog would not appear.

Even when he was here... four years ago, he tossed about for more than an hour, and nothing happened. After so many years, no one found out.

"Old Piqi, be more honest..." He Biao lowered his face, and was about to give the old man a red shave, when a strange sound suddenly sounded from outside the car.

Kaka.

Crack cack cack.

He Biao froze.

The little boy who was snuggling beside the old man moved, buried his head in the old man's arms, and said something vague in his sleep.

"What a crime..." The old man shook his head, and lightly tapped He Biao's shoulder: "You are young, and you are afraid of the cold. Of course you have to come here when you see the light. You park here, and you won't be able to drive after a while." Let's go."

The flesh on He Biao's face twitched, and he wanted to punch the old man honestly, but for some reason, he looked back in a strange way.

"Old Wang, Old Wang!" A short, fat man saw the old man in the taxi and came out from the hotel lobby: "Really, why is the train so late? I'm still worried that you can't find a place..."

The old man opened the car door, turned around and picked up his little grandson, and was about to pull out the luggage when the person in the driver's seat grabbed his arm.

"My lord...no, old god..." He Biao's voice trembled like he had a stroke.

"Huh?" Humpty looked towards the front of the car, just in time to see the young man lying on the hood of the car.

The young man twisted his blood-drenched neck and smiled at Humpty Dumpty.

The Humpty Dumpty took a breath of the cigarette, and brushed off the ash with his hand. As soon as the ash fell on the young man, the young man immediately stopped moving.

The old man patted He Biao with his backhand: "Go straight, the police station is full of righteousness, he can't follow in. Just explain the matter properly and you'll be fine."

The little boy moved, and the old man quickly pulled his hands to support him.

"Then..." He Biao still wanted to speak, but the old man shook his head seriously: "Only the police station. If you don't go, you will have to stay in the car for the rest of your life. Otherwise, it will be over as soon as you open the door."

He Biao pursed his lips and looked back, only to see the back of the young man's head on the front glass.

And the driver's seat under him was already more than half wet.

The short fat man carried the old man's luggage and shook his head as he watched the taxi slowly drive away.

"Old Wang, you were targeted as soon as you came?" He joked.

Wang Dazhuang was helpless: "The child is very delicate. I said that wearing a watch is too eye-catching when I go out. I cried all the way and had to wear it on my arm. I said it would match the hat."

"It's Little Treasure again?" Humpty Humpty pushed the elevator with a smile: "Still refusing to bring Xiao Ming? You're right, we haven't seen what the boss looks like for so many years."

"What else can I do? Be the same as my younger brother." Wang Dazhuang said, "Da Bao looks like me, and Xiao Bao looks like his father."

The elevator stopped on the 16th floor. As soon as the door opened, a seven or eight-year-old kid rushed in. His face was red from running, and he suddenly stopped when he saw someone in the elevator.

"Yezi, what are you running for? Where's your uncle?" Humpty Humpty stepped out of the elevator.

Ye Xun blinked: "I'll go downstairs to have a look. Zhong Yi said there is a dead ghost lying on the car downstairs."

Humpty Dumpty said, "Ah? You climbed onto the balcony? You monkeys on the sixteenth floor! Didn't your uncle beat you?"

"I didn't climb, Zhong Yi made a telescope." When Ye Xun saw Wang Dazhuang, he was not in a hurry to go downstairs, and looked at the child in Wang Dazhuang's arms: "Is this Wang Xiaoming?"

Wang Dazhuang was happy: "Little Yezi, do you know Wang Xiaoming?"

"I know, Wang Xiaoming is your grandson." Ye Xun said, "My dad said you never take him out, he must be very shy."

Wang Dazhuang smiled: "This is also my grandson, but he is not called Wang Xiaoming, his name is—"

"Ye Xun!" A crisp voice sounded in the corridor, and Ye Xun immediately covered his pockets when he saw it.

"Where's my telescope?" Zhong Yi dragged over and questioned him.

"I'll go down and have a look before I give it to you." Ye Xun took a step back, turned and ran away.

Zhong Yi was about to chase with a serious face, when he saw Humpty Humpty and Wang Dazhuang, he paused for a moment, called Grandpa Wu Bo, Wang Quandang to say hello, and then ran after Ye Xun, Humpty Humpty and Wang Dazhuang didn't even have time to interrupt nothing.

"Why are you bringing children this year?" Wang Dazhuang took the room key from the short fat man.

Ye Xun met him once, but it was the first time seeing Zhong Yi—except for him, no one brought their children to the meeting in previous years.

"Every year, the fairy seminar is held in August. Isn't it changed to May Day this year? The school is on holiday. President Li and several vice presidents have a meeting to discuss and decide to take an extra minibus to go up the mountain. After the meeting, we will have a There are children at the barbecue event." The short fat man smiled and said, "Where is Xiao Ming?"

"Going to his brother's painting class." Wang Dazhuang patted the child in his hand: "When he left, he was still making trouble. The teacher sued, and Dabao painted all the plaster in colorful colors. His father has to pay for it."

"Little Treasure is also very good at drawing." Humpty Humpty looked at the child in Wang Dazhuang's arms. Although it was not obvious, there was still a trace of pity in his tone.

Wang Dazhuang is a very good celestial master, with high talent and wide experience, it is difficult to find few who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him in this generation of warlocks. His eldest grandson has completely inherited his talent, but it is a pity that the younger grandson did not follow. .

Of course the children are very smart, and I heard that they win prizes every year in the painting and playing the violin competition, but for those of them who deal with ghosts and ghosts, they don't even have yin and yang eyes, which is really a pity.

Wang Dazhuang didn't think so.

All the way on the train, the child in his arms had already fallen into a deep sleep. He didn't even wake up after being robbed just now, but woke up just after being put on the bed by his grandfather.

"...Where's brother?" The little boy stretched out his hand to look for his brother with half-opened eyes.

"Brother is at home." Wang Dazhuang patted him: "Xiaobao will sleep with grandpa tonight. I will take you to climb the mountain tomorrow morning."

Probably because he fell asleep all the way and was full of sleep, Xiaobao woke up early the next day, but Wang Dazhuang couldn't get up, so he asked him to go down to the third floor of the hotel to have breakfast by himself.

Xiaobao stood in front of the elevator and was about to press it when he heard someone calling him.

"Hey, Wang Xiaoming!"

Xiaobao turned his head, Ye Xun and Zhong Yi walked towards him.

Both children are older than him, Xiaobao is a little wary.

"I'm not Wang Xiaoming." Xiaobao said.

"Then who are you?" Zhong Yi raised his chin and said, "Didn't you say that Wang Dazhuang's grandson is Wang Xiaoming?"

"Xiao Ming is the elder brother." Xiao Bao stared at Zhong Yi's pants - they were full of big pockets, bulging.

Ye Xun smiled: "So it's a small one. Where's your brother?"

"At home." Xiaobao was a little unhappy, he didn't like the aggressive tone of these two older children.

"Call your brother." Zhong Yi bet arrogantly between Xiaobao and the elevator: "Call him."

Ye Xun also said: "Isn't your brother very powerful, why don't you come?"

Xiaobao was a little at a loss.

Dabao is amazing?But Dabao is two years older than him and still wets the bed...

"I dare not come." Zhong Yi said: "The braggart is guilty of being a thief."

Ye Xun said, "He can't understand you when you say idioms."

"Who is bragging?" This little treasure could understand.

Zhong Yi snorted.

"Wang Xiaoming said that he was born with the ability to see death and frustration, and he can touch ghosts without pinching amulets. Isn't that bragging?"

Ye Xun said: "It wasn't Wang Xiaoming who said it, it was your grandfather who said that Wang Xiaoming didn't need to learn, and that he was better than us in transforming talismans. He asked us to..."

"Stop rambling!" Zhong Yi became angry from embarrassment: "Since he is your brother, then you must be too, right?"

What can you do?Xiaobao was at a loss again.

"Take it out." Zhong Yi said to Ye Xun.

Ye Xun said, "Huh? If you are found out, you will be beaten."

"Take it out!" Zhong Yi was impatient.

Ye Xun rolled his eyes: "You were the one who found out, it's none of my business."

Having said that, Ye Xun still hurriedly ran to the corridor and found two shoe boxes to come out--for a while, it seemed that he had hidden them for a long time.

"A gift for you." Ye Xun changed his face, and said to Xiaobao with a smile: "This is our treasure, I will give you one, and you can choose it yourself."

Xiaobao looked at Ye Xun.

Unlike Zhong Yi, who was dressed like a decoration worker, Ye Xun wore a rare little Tang suit, still satin, with a ponytail, which looked very decent.

Xiaobao likes beautiful and decent things.

So he stretched out a hand and pointed to the brightly colored shoebox.

Ye Xun and Zhong Yi glanced at each other, and gave him the shoebox: "I can't go back on my word."

Zhong Yi said: "It really is bragging."

The shoebox was quite heavy, and Xiaobao struggled to free up a hand to lift the lid - facing a pair of stiff and round eyes!

Zhong Tieniu pressed Zhong Yi's head in embarrassment and apologized to Wang Dazhuang.

Wang Dazhuang held his little grandson in his arms and couldn't stop comforting him, and Xiaobao almost cried and convulsed.

Zhong Yi was pinned down and couldn't lift his head, and he said plausibly: "If he can see the dead air, he will know which box has a dead cat in it!"

Zhong Tieniu was so angry: "Where did the mouse come from?! You dare to kill?!"

"He died when he saw it! I said he was dead, and Ye Xun said he was not dead! He said he could still live if he picked it up and fed it with medicine!" Zhong Yi said.

The mouse was hard when it was picked up. Of course it didn't come back to life. Instead, they pasted charms and drugged it to make the corpse look even worse. A child like Xiao Bao was so frightened that he almost fainted. Crying and screaming made the whole building shake three times.

Ye Xun was forced to apologize a long time ago and brought him back to his room to teach him a lesson—the Ye family pays great attention to quality and never beats children in public.

"Then why are you scaring Xiaohua?!" Zhong Tie raised his beard.

"Xiaohua?" Zhong Yi was startled: "Is he a woman?"

Xiao Bao cried even louder.

"Xiaohua is the younger brother." Wang Dazhuang said, "Okay, okay, kid..."

"You said he could see death energy, but that thing doesn't exist at all, and I can't see it even with a magic mirror!" Zhong Yi and Zhong Tieniu retorted.

"The one who can see is Xiao Ming!" Zhong Tieniu said, "I told you that Xiao Ming is very talented. Is it to motivate you and make you bully the younger? Tell you! If you let Wang Xiaoming know that you are bullying his younger brother, he will not Talisman paper can beat you too!"

Zhong Yi asked Wang Dazhuang: "Really?"

Wang Dazhuang: "..."

Zhong Tieniu: "Nonsense! He is much better than you!"

Zhong Yi asked Wang Dazhuang again: "Where do you live?"

Wang Dazhuang shook Wang Xiaohua: "Do you want to go home with me and play with Xiao Ming? If your grandfather agrees, come with me."

Zhong Yi said, "Is he really that awesome?"

Wang Dazhuang: "..."

"What do you want to do?!" Zhong Tieniu asked him.

Zhong Yi looked up: "Tell me about the mountain-moving technique yesterday."

Zhong Tieniu glared at him.

Zhong Yi grinned at Wang Xiaohua who was still sobbing: "Go back and tell your brother, when I get better, I'll beat him up."