Have you ever had such an experience?
Many years later, when you go to your class reunion.
But when you accidentally talk about a certain classmate you remember.
But he was shocked to find that no one else could remember him or her no matter what.
And the name and appearance of that classmate are obviously deeply engraved in your mind.
That classmate who obviously existed in your elementary school, junior high school, or high school...
It seems like you are the only one who remembers it.
This is the famous Mandela Effect.
But in case, the so-called Mandela Effect will not only bring about you slapping your forehead and shyly saying that you remembered it wrong.
But what about some other possibility?
That classmate who is forgotten by everyone but remembered by you.
What if, in fact, it really existed?
Are you afraid?
This is Shen Fan's opening remarks to Liu Hou.
It was already mid-October, and Liu Hou had finally reached the seventh level of red fire after hard training.
Ever since Si Wanjuan appeared on the beach, there has been no trace of him again.
Liu Hou mobilized all the connections in the Taiyi Sect, but none of them could dig out any information about him.
As for the thorough search of Wanjiang Biological Company, all the information within the company was searched.
Not a single clue about Si Wanjuan was found.
It's like he doesn't exist.
If Si Wanjuan is the founder of Wanjiang Biotechnology, why is he not on the list of founders?
He provided the three corpse insects born by the three corpse insect mother to the evil Taoist organization of the black-robed man and made huge profits.
Where did those profits go?
There is also a hidden laboratory behind the secret door in the rest room of the experimental animal breeding area.
Who built it again?
Si Wanjuan?
Liu Hou thinks not.
All these mysteries need to be solved by Liu Hou.
But neither strength nor clues are enough.
Liu Hou's heart was heavy and he could only sigh and let it go temporarily.
If you want to revitalize Taiyi, you need a lot of money.
Now that it has taken over Wanjiang Biological Company, it has lost the huge profits from the Three Corpse Insects and can only rely on normal output.
Maintaining a company is actually very difficult.
Liu Hou originally wanted to shut down Wanjiang Biology. Anyway, he only needed to keep the experimental animals alive, and he only valued the secret laboratory.
Not many employees are needed at all.
But Uncle Nianri disagreed.
Wanjiang Biological Company is one of the top ten famous enterprises in Spring City. As long as it is managed well, it will definitely become the cash cow of Taiyi Sect.
Uncle Nianri was even a little eager to try.
Liu Hou also left the company to her and let her do whatever she wanted.
Turning around, he suddenly found that he was free.
There's nothing left to do.
Everyone in Taiyi Sect and Wanjiang Biology is busy.
He is the only one who has the most leisure time.
As for studies, there is nothing to worry about.
People who practice Taoism have very good memories, so it is easy to accumulate enough points.
Just when Liu Hou was about to go back to his hometown, see his parents, and then look for clues in his hometown, hoping to find out what kind of experiments Si Wanjuan had done on him.
Suddenly I received a message from Uncle Kang.
It is said that there was a commission from Decheng next door, but the client's request was very special.
None of the Taoist sects in their city are qualified to accept it.
Uncle Kang asked Liu Hou if he was interested.
Liu Hou was actually not very interested.
Uncle Kang, a wily guy, might have guessed that Liu Hou was not interested.
So I added a sentence at the end of Jiama.
The client's commission amount was as high as five hundred thousand.
"Fuck, half a million. Take it!"
Liu Hou slapped the table.
He is now very strapped for money, so whenever he has some money, Uncle Nianri will take it away without hesitation.
After the deal is completed, it will not be too late to return to my hometown.
No matter what, you should keep some of it and take it back to honor your parents.
So he arrived at Decheng.
I met the client, Shen Fan, in the agreed coffee shop.
He is a man in his late twenties, with an ordinary appearance and a haggard face.
The moment he saw him, Liu Hou frowned.
This man's aura is so weird.
It doesn't look like a ghost is haunting him, but his sense of presence is very weak.
So weak that it seems like it’s about to disappear!
Liu Hou made a fist and slapped Shen Fan on the body: "You have encountered a lot of strange things recently, haven't you?"
Shen Fan suddenly felt a surge of vitality and warmth pouring into Liu Hou's hands.
My originally weak spirit suddenly improved a lot.
As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he knelt down on the ground and shouted loudly, ignoring the surprised looks of everyone in the cafe: "Taoist Master, save me!"
"useless!"
Liu Hou helped him up awkwardly: "Come here and listen to the strange things that happened to you, and I'll see if I can help you."
But my heart was very strange.
Something extremely terrible must have happened to Shen Fan.
How can a person's sense of existence be so weak?
Even the three fires on Shen Fan's shoulders and head were so weak that they were almost invisible.
This can definitely not be explained by poor luck.
"Thanks."
Shen Fan hurriedly thanked me and said, "I've really gone crazy recently. It's no use praying to God or praying to Buddha. I even went to several monks and Taoist priests, but I couldn't solve my problem.
Finally, I learned about a paper fire shop from an old Taoist priest, wrote a signature, and entrusted me with a task.
Daochang Liu should be a man of real ability.
Please.
No one believed me, not even my parents believed what happened to me."
After that, Shen Fan talked about what terrible and strange thing he had encountered.
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If memories are stored in the heart or intestines, they must last longer than the brain.
Unfortunately, human memory, like goldfish, can only retain most things for a few seconds.
But human memory is a little different from goldfish.
To the person I had a crush on when I was young, to the cold hand that I accidentally touched.
These things will never be forgotten by a person throughout his life.
I don’t know when the class reunion has become a product that consumes the beautiful memories.
The strong show off at the class reunion;
Speculators look for opportunities at class reunions;
The frustrated ones can only sit in the corner and be silent.
Shen Fan is not a loser, but he is only at the middle level.
Inconspicuous, but contented.
Not long after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the rain in Gua City seemed to be non-stop, coming one after another, pattering to the beat.
Shen Fan's originally relatively stable life seemed to be broken by the rain.
Became wet.
Perhaps what broke his life was not only the rain in the small town, but also the class reunion.
Shen Fan is a very ordinary person, and the job he is looking for is also very ordinary.
He didn't realize that he was ordinary until he saw his classmate Yong Wei, who always bullied him in junior high school, in high spirits at the class reunion.
This guy seems to have opened a good chain of supermarkets in Guacheng, and he has had a good career and love.
The original second-class flower also licked her face and kept toasting to Yongwei.
That slim figure unabashedly wanted to squeeze directly into Yong Wei's arms.
Shen Fan sighed slightly.
I am twenty-nine years old. At such a young age, I am still single and I don’t know where my significant other is.
Look at Yongwei, he didn't do anything, the second-class flower is already ready to commit himself tonight.
He doesn't even care whether Yongwei is married and has children.
Why is the gap between people so big?
Grandma, there must be something wrong with the social atmosphere.
The second generation of rich people is amazing. They are just because their parents are rich and they are benefiting from their parents.
Sitting in a corner where no one was paying attention, Shen Fan took several sips of wine in one breath and still felt uneasy.
Chapter completed!