Campus belle's cultivation master

The moon is like a silver hook, hanging in the sky.

The frost laden motorcade, like a dying old man, came slowly with the bleak wind, and finally stopped at the gate of the Yanjing King's house.

The driver with white gloves jumped out of the car, shivered and pulled open the door. With the help of a few bodyguards, he helped Wang Yunjing, the trembling and dispirited owner, down.

Wang An, the housekeeper, trotted down the steps and approached him in panic. He took Wang Yunjing's arm and said, "master! This is... "

Although Wang Yunjing, the owner of the family, has been losing weight and getting worse recently, he is very unusual today. He seems to be a teenager in an instant.

Wang Yunjing shook his head slowly and said, "help me in."

"Yes." Wang an didn't dare to ask any more questions. He helped the master with others and walked through the courtyard towards the main hall.

It's a cold winter, but it's bleak everywhere. The branches of trees are blaring in the cold wind, just like the king's family in Yanjing at this time. The sun is fading and the mountains are besieged.

Wang Yunjing couldn't help but feel sad. Could he say that his hundred year old foundation is going to be buried in his own hands? What is the face of meeting the ancestors under the nine springs?

"Housekeeper." He took back his sight from a distance and asked in a stuffy voice, "is cheng'er asleep? Let him see me. "

When the family was in turmoil, he felt it necessary to have a good chat with the successors of the next generation

The housekeeper Wang an hesitated, looked at his words and carefully said, "master, he's out, not at home."

"Well?" Wang Yunjing suddenly stopped and his face became more and more ugly. "What's he doing out so late?"

In response to him, only the silence of the housekeeper Wang an

Pop!

Wang Yunjing was furious. He raised his hand and took Wang an out of his mouth and said angrily, "waste! I want you to watch the young master. Don't let him make trouble. What have you done! I'm good at nothing but adding to the chaos. What's the use of the Wang family to keep you! "

"Calm down, master! Calm down, master Wang an covered his red and swollen cheek, full of fear and bitter voice, "master, I'm also in a dilemma. The young master is eccentric and silent. He wants to go out. How dare I ask more? If there's one wrong look in my eyes, I'm afraid I'm going to die... "

Wang Yunjing stood still for a long time.

Eccentric and silent? This... This word is used to describe his son? Where is Cheng Er, who used to be naive and generous?

Wang Yunjing felt that the whole world had become unreal, as if there were illusory light and shadow in front of him. He couldn't help reaching out and grabbing in mid air.

Pinch in the palm, there is snow, there is wind.

"Home owner?" Wang An was at a loss. "What are you catching?"

"Fake, I'm afraid it's fake..." Wang Yunjing murmured, suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted

Even if it is the bustling Yanjing City, in the middle of the night, and it happens to be such a cold day, it also seems very cold and quiet.

"It's too cold. It's all in the house. I'll take seven orders tonight. If I put them on weekdays, they will be several times as many as today's.. How much money can I make? Don't mention it. What's the world like? As soon as you open your eyes at dawn, you will be owed more than 200 yuan. Only when you can earn money can you see the ghost

Men are afraid to get into the wrong business and women are afraid to marry the wrong man. Let me tell you something, young man, don't rent anything. It's not human work. My son will go to high school next year, and he'll get a lot of money. No one's money is coming from the wind. His hair is gray... "

Yanjing city's elder brother's words are really not common, driving the car, mouth can't stop talking, tooting, making a couple sitting in the back embarrassed, but had to show polite smile.

How can young people who are full of youth and still in love understand the anxiety and confusion of the middle-aged world?

Arriving at the destination, the middle-aged driver stopped the car cleanly, looked at the meter and grinned: "here, 32 yuan. It's snowy. Be careful, you two. "

"Thank you."

This pair of young lovers immediately like Amnesty general, busy pay money, one after another out of the car, backhand with the door.

With the door closed "bang" a low sound, the car was quiet again.

The middle-aged driver gently leaned on the driver's seat, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. The smile on his face gradually converged, replaced by a thick fatigue.

He curled up in the car, looking through the mottled window, watching the couple hand in hand, slowly into the front of the alley. On such a cold day, the boy breathed hot air into his hands and helped his girlfriend wrap up the wool scarf on his neck.

Looking at the intimacy of the young couple, the middle-aged driver shook his head with a bitter smile and said to himself in a low voice: "it's nice to be young. When I was young..."

The voice suddenly stopped. He opened his mouth and was stunned for seven or eight seconds. Then he let out a long sigh: "damn the world, it's just a damned disaster..."

Over the years, my wife's daily household chores have made her skin rough and wrinkled. As for him, he always wants to make money. His relationship with his son is getting worse and worse, and his wife has less and less to say. Sometimes, when you think about it carefully, his passion has long disappeared. It's really boring for him to live like a zombie

The middle-aged driver lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and spit it out.

Then he muttered, opened the car door, and staggered into the front alley, ready to find a quiet place to pee.

It's cold, the wind is bleak, the snow in the remote suburbs has no one to clean up, and the shoes are creaking on it. The middle-aged driver held his cigarette in his mouth and wrapped his faded Plush coat tightly.

As he walked along the alley, he found a small corner in a remote area. Just as he untied his belt, he suddenly heard a rustle of movement behind him

The middle-aged driver raised his eyebrows, subconsciously turned his head and looked back. In the silver moonlight, he saw a man.

Wearing a cotton hat and a black fur coat, he stands at the corner of the alley more than 20 meters away from him, with his back facing the wall, just like the students who were punished by the head teacher for making mistakes in their school days.

The middle-aged driver took a look and drew back his sight. He thought it was convenient for the other party to run out, so he happened to meet the right person

Until he finished his urination, and walked slowly back, he couldn't help turning around and glancing again, only to see that the other side was still standing against the wall, nervously trampling on the snow under his feet, and his action was very strange.

"Don't be a psycho any more... It's freezing to death in such a cold day..." the middle-aged driver was born with a warm-hearted heart, and he just walked over.

His worry is not unreasonable. Every time the temperature drops suddenly, there will always be some mental illness and old people who are frozen to death in the streets. This kind of thing is not uncommon in northern China, which is famous for its severe cold.

Seven or eight meters away, the middle-aged driver raised his hand and said, "Hey, man, what's the matter with you?"

What is the other party talking about

"What are you talking about?" The middle-aged driver took another two steps forward, cocking his head, twisting his eyebrows and listening attentively.

This time, he heard clearly, but the other party was not talking to him, it was more like talking to himself

"You said, you will help me... Send that pair of dog men and women to hell, why not? I paid so much, I brought you out, I fed you, you... You have to help me, I want them to die! No, no, no, no! I'm not reconciled. If you don't agree, none of us will have a good time... Do it now. I can't wait that long. My patience is exhausted by you! "

The middle-aged driver tilted his face, looked up and down, left and right, only to see this young man standing face to face, his mouth foaming with emotion. Besides, looking at the other party's well-dressed clothes, it's clear that he was born in a wealthy family, so he was 100% sure that he must be a psychopath.

Fortunately, I met you. Otherwise, you would have to freeze to death outside on such a cold day. My family would be so sad

The middle-aged driver thought about it in his heart, so he reached out and patted each other on the shoulder and said, "Hey, man! Man! Where is your home? Let me drive you back, or... Do you have a phone or something? I'll call your family... "

The voice suddenly stopped, and his hand suddenly froze in the air, entangled by the cold wind and motionless.

Just because the middle-aged driver inadvertently glanced aside, he happened to see a large dark brown trace covered with snow in the deep of the alley.

He couldn't figure out what it was. He stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck. His vision suddenly expanded

In the bleak moonlight, I finally saw the knitted woolen scarf, the twisted bodies of young men and women, the scattered liver and intestines with steaming heat, and the blood stained a large dark brown stain on the snow

It seems that the whole space is solidified.

The middle-aged driver stares at him with a stiff posture. He is so shocked that he can't even forget where he is and why he came. There is only a vast and bleak White left.

Until, standing in front of the middle-aged driver, the young man slowly turned around and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

Gasping heavily, the tone is strange, as if he had just had a big fight with someone, and his remaining anger has not disappeared.

The middle-aged driver gave a shiver and couldn't help but go along. Then he saw a scene that made him even more frightened.

Standing in front of him at the moment was a very handsome young man, but only half a face. In addition, the other half of the face was covered by a black colloid like thing, and the viscous strange substance was squirming as if it had life. It was disgusting to see it.

"Ah The shrill screams of the middle-aged driver reverberated in the bleak night sky. He fell to the ground on his back and got up in a hurry to run away. He fell and got up again

What the hell! What the hell! And it's a killer!

The middle-aged driver's inner fear was beyond comparison. He staggered through the alley and frantically fled.

"Help! Help! Help He yelled and rushed out of the alley, gasped and pulled the taxi into the driver's seat, then started the car and stepped on the accelerator.

When the wheels were rubbing against the smooth road covered with snow, a sharp and harsh sound broke out. Even if they were flying away like a tiger down the mountain, they would rush out tens of meters in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged driver took a breath, his heart pounded wildly and his chest heaved violently. He pressed the steering wheel with one hand, pulled out the mobile phone with the other hand, and without hesitation dialed the alarm number:

"Hello? Is it... Is it Yanjing police station? Dead, dead! Yes, report. I want to report!

I just sent a couple here, and then... Hell, they're all dead! Come on, you're dead! what? Where am I? I'm in... "

The middle-aged driver, while talking on the phone, subconsciously looked around. His pupils suddenly shrank, and his face was frozen with fear.

He was stunned to find that the "monster" he had just met in the alley was sitting in the driver's seat in the back row, sneering at himself. The black mucus on the other side's left face disappeared, presenting him with a gentle and handsome face, but it was particularly strange.

If any person in the upper class of Yanjing city were here, he would never be unfamiliar with this face.

It's the young master of the Yanjing Wang family, Wang Cheng!

"Ah The middle-aged driver screamed again, and the taxi was out of control. It crossed the road and rushed onto the sidewalk, and finally stopped.

"Hoo! Whoo! Hoo He gasped, his forehead was in cold sweat, the hand holding the mobile phone was shaking uneasily, and finally his throat rolled, and his voice was difficult to spit out, "no... it's OK, I've got the wrong number!"

Immediately, he hung up the police call and begged with a blue face: "don't... Don't kill me, please, don't kill me, I want my wife and children, and I want to make money to support my family..."

Wang Cheng came over and asked with a smile, "what did you see just now?"

The middle-aged driver shook his head like a rattle and said, "no, no! I don't see anything, I don't see anything! "

"Ha ha." Wang Cheng laughed. For the first time in a long time, he was so happy. He saw the lingering fear from the bottom of each other's eyes.

This made him feel extremely satisfied. Even as the young master of the Yanjing king family, he had never had such a wonderful feeling.

It's a kind of happiness that dominates others' life and death wantonly! His heart began to swell. He felt that he could compete with Lin Zixuan

"Take me to Grand View Hotel." Wang Cheng leaned comfortably on the back of the chair and gave a light order.