Awakening Day Collection

Chapter 9: Night of the Dead (2)
For the rest of the day, Feng Si was somewhat absent-minded.He made up three chicken soup-style microblogs for the soul, and hung them under the names of Wang Shuo, Lin Qingxuan, and Plato respectively. He used a program called "time machine" to set the sending time, so that the content of the microblog would be constantly updated, and keep Viscosity of fans.He cleaned up the accounts of the other two online games, posted the ones that could be sold for money on the trading website, then turned off the computer, and began to study the lessons according to the key points drawn by Wen Xiaolan.Although this king of skipping classes does not usually go to class, he will make a surprise move before the exam to avoid failing the class.At this time, he will concentrate on nothing else, and strive to solve the homework in the shortest time and with the highest efficiency, and never procrastinate.

"How can you waste too much time on homework? That will delay the business." Feng Si said.

But tonight he was obviously out of shape. He read the advanced mathematics book for half an hour, but he couldn't remember a few formulas.In the end, he simply threw away the book irritably, and lay on the bed in a daze.

At this time, the phone rang untimely. Feng Si grabbed the phone and glanced at the number, frowned, thought for a while, and answered the phone: "What's the matter?"

"Come downstairs, I have something important to tell you, come right away!" The father's voice came from the receiver.But it was strange that his tone no longer contained the guilt and nervousness he used to have when talking to his son, these few words were crisp and full of majesty.Feng Si especially noticed that he even changed his speaking habits. If it was normal, if Feng Qizhou wanted his son to go downstairs to meet him, he would humbly and carefully say, "Can you come downstairs?"

Feng Si keenly noticed a trace of abnormality, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Okay, I'll come right away."

Walking down the dormitory building, Feng Qizhou was standing by the flower bed outside the dormitory gate, but his attire changed again.In Feng Si's impression, no matter where he goes all year round, he always wears an eye-catching Taoist robe. It is very rare to meet in a suit this afternoon.But right now, he was actually wearing a tight-fitting sportswear and running shoes on his feet, which suddenly gave off a completely different aura.It was only then that Feng Si discovered that Feng Qizhou was always wrapped in a wide Taoist robe in the past, which made him completely ignore his father's figure. Now it seems that although this man is over 40 years old, his body is very lean and full of vigor and strength. Rather than looking like a fake Taoist priest who cheats money everywhere, it's better to look like an athlete who has never stopped training.

"Let's talk over there." Feng Qizhou said in a deep voice, then took Feng Si's wrist and led him to the north of the dormitory. There is a commercial area where small restaurants, small shops and fruit stands are connected together. The lights are bright and people are crowded. Come and go.

Feng Si didn't resist, but just shook off Feng Qizhou's hand, and strode behind him.He found that Feng Qizhou tonight was quite different from the person he was familiar with in the past, and there seemed to be something more about him, something that had never been revealed before him.

In addition, he also thought, why do you want to talk in a place with a lot of people?Was it because the secluded place made him uneasy?
In the end, the two came to the roast mutton stand of the famous and violent Xinjiang uncle.Feng Qizhou asked for a bunch of messy skewers, and stuffed them all into Feng Si's hands. Feng Si didn't refuse, and while eating the skewers slowly, he waited for Feng Qizhou to get to the point.

"This school is really good." Feng Qizhou looked around, seeming to enjoy such a crowded environment, "It's great to have a quiet place to study and a place to play lively. It's a pity that I didn't catch up with such an opportunity when I was young. .”

There was an inexplicable desolation in his voice, and Feng Si couldn't help but look at him in surprise.Feng Qizhou smiled slightly: "Finish? Come, take this."

He took out a small envelope from his pocket and handed it to Fons. Fens took out the contents and frowned slightly.There was only one thing in the envelope: a plane ticket to a third-tier city in the northwest early the next morning.

"What do you mean?" asked Fons.

"The danger is approaching, you have to go." Feng Qizhou said.

"Danger? What danger?" Feng Si was a little annoyed, "Are you kidding me?"

"I can't explain it to you right now, but you have to trust me this time," Feng Qizhou said, "Leave early tomorrow morning, and they probably won't have time to find this place. Even though you don't want to use the card I gave you, I still Another sum of money was transferred into it, and the money in the card is enough for you to use for a long time."

Feng Si was baffled, he didn't understand Feng Qizhou's meaning at all, and even began to wonder if he had mental problems.But Feng Qizhou in front of him had calm eyes and a serious expression, neither the usual uneasy look in front of him, nor the bluff when he put on a Taoist robe and pretended to be a ghost.The pretended majesty is weak and false, and Feng Si can see through it at a glance, but now Feng Qizhou seems to exude a certain awe-inspiring aura.

"I won't leave," Fence shook his head despite doubts in his heart, "the midterm exam will be in a few days, and it will be included in the final grade."

"You don't seem like a person who would stick to this kind of thing," Feng Qizhou said with piercing eyes, "You just don't believe me at all, just find an excuse to perfuse me, and probably take what I said as if I used a tortoise shell to divination nonsense."

"Basically," Feng Si said, "If you want to convince me that there is a danger, you have to tell me the specific danger in detail, otherwise, I will just think you are talking nonsense."

Feng Qizhou sighed: "Okay then. Since this is the case, I can only tell you the truth."

He put his arm around Feng Si's shoulder.Feng Si didn't like such an intimate gesture, but thought that Feng Qizhou probably wanted to whisper in his ear, so he didn't avoid it.Sure enough, Feng Qizhou leaned into his ear and whispered, "The thing is like this..."

His voice was very low, and the surroundings were too noisy, so Feng Si couldn't hear the words behind him.He tilted his head unconsciously, and got closer to Feng Qizhou. Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his neck. Feng Qizhou's hand on his shoulder quietly moved to the back of his neck at some point, and grabbed the back of his neck forcefully. a certain part.Immediately, he felt that his eyes were darkened, and he wanted to struggle and call out, but he couldn't use any strength at all.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slight tingling pain on the neck, as if a very thin needle had been stuck in it.Feng Si stared at stars, his body became as heavy as lead, his consciousness gradually blurred, and the noisy human voices in his ears gradually faded away.It was only at the last moment before he fell into a coma that he heard Feng Qizhou yelling as if from far away: "Son! What's wrong with you? Son!"

When he woke up, Fons found himself bundled up and stuffed in a car.Regardless of the pain in his head, he looked around first.He was lying on the back seat in an ordinary Jinbei van. Besides him, Feng Qizhou was the only one in the car who was driving.

He wanted to speak, but found that even his mouth was blocked by a piece of cloth, and he could only make a "woo-woo" sound.Hearing the voice, Feng Qizhou said without turning his head, "Are you awake?"

Feng Si snorted, which was his answer.Feng Qizhou went on to say: "After this matter is over, you can scold me as much as you want, even if you want to beat me. But this time, I must take you away and hide you. I can't let you lose your life , even if you will hate me for it forever."

How did you get involved in the topic of losing your life?is it so serious?Feng Si thought, guessed, and judged, but in the end it was these two words that prevailed: Do not believe.My father is a charlatan who pretends to be a ghost and cheats food everywhere. He is not even a real Taoist priest. For him, scaring people with alarmist words should be commonplace.

He even thought further that this might be a trap arranged by his father, with the purpose of repairing the father-son relationship with him by fabricating danger and pretending to be desperate.For a professional liar, this kind of thing is not difficult to plan.Thinking of this, he admired Feng Qizhou a little: Damn, you are so ruthless.

However, if Feng Qizhou were to tear off the cloth covering his mouth now, he would definitely point to his father's nose and curse his father with a series of vicious words.

"Stop playing these tricks, dear? I might as well see a certain treasure's customer service be kind when I see you.

"My mother has already died in your hands, do you still expect to return to the father-son relationship when you were a child when you were riding a horse?
"I'm an adult, and I can support myself. I haven't used the card you gave me. All the tuition fees and living expenses are all earned by myself. Without you, I wouldn't starve to death.

"I will live better without you, and you will be the same without me. Let's just part ways and disappear from each other's lives forever, okay?"

He repeated the words in his head, added a string of provocative words, and decided to utter them in one breath as soon as he could speak.Over the years, he has long been disgusted with this awkward father-son relationship, and Feng Qizhou's obviously outrageous behavior this time made him even more intolerable.Let it all be said like this, he thought, like a sharp knife.

The van continued to speed at a high speed. It was already late at night, and it was pitch black outside the window, with occasional lights flashing by.Due to the shortage of land in urban areas caused by the continuous expansion of colleges and universities for many years, many colleges and universities have thrown their freshmen to their branch campuses in the suburbs, where some or even all undergraduate students are located.Feng Si's major was lucky, because he needed to use some professional equipment that only the main campus had, so he stayed in the headquarters.

But now it seems that I may even be far away from the suburbs, and maybe I am no longer in the boundary of Beijing.This scene is really done enough, Feng Si thought, is it possible that he really planned to take him all the way back to the small town of his hometown along the national highway?Feng Qizhou, a pseudo-master who provokes Fengshui of the Book of Changes, has always been the most trusted by the bosses in the underworld. Maybe he will bribe a bunch of local ruffians to perform some bitter tricks...

Just as he was thinking of this, the van suddenly shook violently, and Feng suddenly fell off the seat, causing pain all over his body.Followed by the second, third... He suddenly realized that someone hit them with a car from behind!
This is going too far, Feng Si thought, the bitter trick is not played so seriously, this is not a fucking TV series.The van's engine roared, and Feng Qizhou seemed to have stepped on the accelerator to the limit.But after all, this is just a Jinbei with limited speed, and it is still difficult to escape the impact from the rear of the car.Every time there is a collision, the body shakes and shakes violently, and the wheels rub against the road making a sharp and harsh sound, and there is a danger of losing control and slipping off the road or even overturning at any time.

Feng Si suddenly understood that this was by no means a pre-arranged acting, and no one acting could make fun of his own life.What Feng Qizhou said turned out to be true, that unknown danger had already arrived.Although he still had no idea what the nature of this danger was and why it came, it still came and appeared beside him so abruptly.

Life is amazing, Fons said to himself.

three

The van was finally cornered on a country cul-de-sac.The car stopped, Feng Qizhou turned around and said in a low voice: "Hide in the car, don't come out, no matter what happens, don't come out."

After speaking, he threw an object to Feng Si with a small movement.Feng Si, who was tied tightly, looked sideways with difficulty, and saw that it was a sharp blade.He was overjoyed, and pinched the blade with his still movable fingers.

Just as Feng Si cut the rope bit by bit with a blade, Feng Qizhou had already opened the door and got out of the car.He deliberately did not close the car door, as if to make it easier for Fons to hear the conversation between him and the enemy.

The sound of vehicles approaching and parking was also heard outside, followed by the sound of doors opening and footsteps.Feng Si roughly judged from the sound of footsteps that there were six or seven people coming from the other party.

"Feng San, you really know how to hide. Who would have thought that it would take 19 years to find you?" A young woman's voice sounded, soft and sweet, but with a very uncomfortable feeling, as if mixed with Honey mixed with poison.

"It's been 19 years, and I still haven't escaped," Feng Qizhou said in a voice as cold as a rock, "You guys are the best."

"But you have been the one who has been hiding for the longest time." The sweet female voice let out a chuckle, "We have made countless guesses about how you would disguise your identity, but we never expected that you would turn back Follow the path and become a feng shui master with a flamboyant style."

"The big hermit lives in the city." Feng Qizhou answered briefly.

"You think that no one has ever seen your true face anyway. It is absolutely safe for you to pretend like this, but in the end it was exposed. Can you guess why?" the woman said.

"It's nothing difficult to guess," Feng Qizhou said. "It's true that you haven't seen my face, but there is still a person in this world who has. You must have found that person, the person I regard as a life-and-death friend."

"The so-called friendship between life and death is nothing more than being able to live together, but not die together," the woman said leisurely, "You trust the wrong person, so there is no need to complain. Hand over that child."

Feng Si's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the woman's "that child" was referring to nothing.He quickly analyzed the conversation between Feng Qizhou and the woman just now.It sounds like his father's identity in the past is not the current feng shui liar, he deliberately pretended to be such an identity in order to avoid a group of people.And the time of 19 years...isn't it just my age?
In other words, the purpose of the father's escape and change of identity is to protect himself, and the "enemy" represented by this woman is to capture himself.He couldn't help being a little confused: what are they planning?
He sorted out his 19 years of life: lost his mother when he was young, had a father who pretended to be a Taoist priest and swindled around by relying on feng shui yin and yang techniques, and grew up in an ordinary small town until he was admitted to university and left.He has been praised for being smart since he was a child, but he is not the kind of genius. He is just more flexible than the average person. He has some small wisdom such as making money from online games or managing Weibo marketing. He can be admitted to a national key university.He is tall and not weak in physique, but he can't say how strong he is. When he was surrounded by several people in a group fight, he was beaten to the ground.Such a sloppy person can be called excellent, but it is definitely not uncommon. Even in the same university, one can easily find someone stronger than him—but why do these people value themselves so much?
Could it be that I am actually a descendant of the royal family of an unknown small country in ancient times, and these people think that there is some secret of the kingdom's treasure house hidden in me?Feng Si was thinking wildly, and Feng Qizhou's next answer shocked him again: "It's useless to leave it to you. He is not something you have the ability to control at all. It's better to let nature take its course."

control?Let nature take its course?Feng Si's mind was in a mess again.What am I?robot?Why use the word "control"?

"I don't need you to worry about that," the woman smiled charmingly again, "You've guarded him for 19 years, you're already tired enough, so stop struggling."

With this laugh, Fence heard the other party's footsteps resounding again. It should be that two people approached the direction of the van.Just at this time, he also fumbled and cut the rope tied to his body, so he raised his head quietly, and peeked out through the dusty car window.He saw that the other party consisted of six people, five men and one woman. The woman really had a seductive face and looked very young, while the men all had bad looks.Two of the men approached Feng Qizhou. They were not tall, but they were stocky and strong.According to his previous fighting experience, such an opponent is not easy to deal with. For a fake Taoist priest like his father who can only deceive and deceive, he may be knocked out with three or two punches.

Although he has accumulated a lot of grievances against Feng Qizhou over the years, his father is clearly a grasshopper on the same line as himself. Feng Si hesitates for a while, weighs the pros and cons, and is ready to go out to help.Even assuming that woman doesn't know how to fight, it is an absolute disadvantage to be two against five, but at this moment, I can't take care of that much.

(End of this chapter)