【Bottle evil】exist

I fell into this situation again. The last time I saw my little brother in the ancient building of the Zhang family and thought he had died. I don’t know what words to use to describe it. It’s not extremely sad but numb without feeling. This feeling It's as if I don't exist anymore. Compared with this, the pain may make me find a sense of existence.

I know that I am not a lucky person, Wu Xie Wuxie, my grandfather gave me this name because he really wanted me to stay away from evil and treacherous people, and I even think he wanted me to leave this fate of dealing with the yellow earth underground world, But I just don't believe in evil, and I want to get involved in all this like this.

The third uncle treated me very roughly, and I am not exaggerating. Grandpa once said that he is a clever ghost, not only has a good way of doing things, but he is also considered to have inherited the family business. If Grandpa didn’t want to completely leave this mystery, maybe The third uncle is his most proud son, and my uncle is even worse than my father.

My third uncle never said goodbye to me every time he disappeared, not even a sign.

Now, when he really never sees again, I really don't know how to describe my mood.

Those three words, Wu Sansheng, were wiped off with a streak of blood.

I closed my eyes and suddenly found that the third uncle in my memory was different from the real him. I just didn't want to admit that he was really old, and how could he leave like this before he and Aunt Wenjin were together.

This state lasted until the old itchy reminded me to get out of the car, and I woke up from my contemplation. My eyes were a little confused. The old itchy looked at me like this and asked, "Are you okay?" A familiar voice from the side came in, "No Maybe it's because you haven't woken up, looking at you like this, I thought you were aloof again, tsk, I didn't sleep well in my relationship."

Isn't that spherical figure the fat man I haven't seen for a long time? I was really surprised that when he came, there was another person who frightened me, Professor Zhang!

That's right, Baldy Zhang who was with Xisha on the seabed exploration, that impostor expert with a mouth full of oil, that short and fat guy, but... can... but... but isn't that bastard in the guise of Pokerfinger?

My eyes were about to stare straight, and I stared closely at the short and fat Professor Zhang who was making jokes with the fat man without changing his face, and then asked the fat man with his eyes, the fat man gave me a reassuring look, and said with a smile, "Come on, this If it's a little brother, my fat master will call him a little brother, this guy is so funny, I chatted with him all the way, and asked clearly, last time he was dropped by the little brother halfway, but the little brother's bone shrinking skills are also good. It’s really amazing, I really didn’t expect it at the time.”

It turns out that Professor Zhang is indeed a real person, and my only good impression of him because of Poor Oil Bottle has directly turned into disgust. How can such a short, fat figure, IQ, and funny ratio be able to fight happily.Clearly off the hind legs, what's the use of him?

I asked Lao Tch directly, it turned out that this guy's degree is really not covered, he is a real professor, but he knew a lot before the Cultural Revolution, but it is harder to get something out of this guy than to beat him to death , This is what the old itchy told me in a low voice.

"Professor Zhang, don't come here without any problems." I immediately talked to him enthusiastically and politely. Probably when I cooperated with him last time, I ignored him and left him with a cold impression. He seemed a little flattered by my enthusiasm , Hastily reached out to shake hands, I took this opportunity to look at his index finger and middle finger, it is not long, it seems that it is not from the Zhang family.

"Brother Wu, we meet again. Haha, youth is capital, I feel more and more handsome."

I don't take his flattery seriously, my young master, I'm always in the wind.I'm more concerned about it. His clothes are very heavy. The weather is not very cold. Is this guy afraid of the cold?

"Where is there..." I was about to say something polite when I was interrupted by a little girl.