I came to the school staff dormitory again. I have lived in this small room for nearly half a year. The room has changed from empty at the beginning to full now, with all kinds of messy things piled everywhere. I knew in my heart that it should be over soon.

These messy things should leave this room with me... A bamboo flute caught my eye, and by the way, there is also this flute I brought. I have never been able to find a place for it to rest. Maybe

Now it should have a place to go. It came from the mountains, so let it go back to the mountains and forests...

I rode my mountain bike with my bamboo flute to the mountain and kept wandering around... Because this bamboo flute has been with me for several years, even if I let it sleep forever, I still want to find a place with a better environment!~

I chose a place that seemed pretty good to me, and I started digging holes... I had never done anything like this before, and this was the first time!~ Although I remember that when I was in elementary school, because of the annual Arbor Day

The school would organize us to plant trees in Dongshan. I seem to have never remembered digging a pit, so this was definitely the first time... I buried the bamboo flute with my own hands, and finally said goodbye to it and gave it a pious blessing...

...(Maybe someone will laugh at me for being crazy when I do such things? This is definitely not a formality...In my opinion, everything must be sincere! You can laugh at it if you want to! Only you can understand the feelings.)

When I turned around to leave, I saw a Caucasian man with blue eyes! This really scared me! ~ In this secluded place in the mountains, I suddenly saw a person like this! The first feeling was like horror

The profound image of the "vampire" in the movie

I calmed down and saw that this person was one of the managers sent here by Zi Ling's association of paranormal enthusiasts (Odd Notes 10 - This person was mentioned in that paragraph!) Because the voice I heard last time was

I didn’t see anyone. Later I went to the association to attend a meeting. As soon as he spoke, I was sure it was the same person’s voice. Has it always felt weird? Meeting him here now makes people feel even weirder? Why is it weird? I

Can’t tell why? Maybe he is looking for some clues? But there is a strange feeling, I can’t tell what it feels like? But this person? Forget it, if you don’t understand it, don’t forget it! I have no intention of interacting with him at all.

He said hello, so he immediately decided to leave immediately...

But he suddenly spoke: "What did you see? What did you hear? What did you feel? Just know it yourself! Don't spread it like an ignorant child, OK?"

I didn't even turn around and said, "I'm not that kind of ignorant kid! I don't know anything? That's bullshit... Tsk!~"

But he laughed and said: "Really? If you really don't know? Then I'll tell you! I just have a name in this association. I'm here to do my own business and get back a part of myself!~"

Although I was a little curious, I also understood that there were some things that I couldn't ask further, so I replied: "It's none of my business, I'm leaving, bye~"

He still smiled: "Forget it, live happily, and don't look for trouble as a human being! I have been hating my enemy for countless years, but I finally meet my enemy, but I no longer hate it. Maybe I have never hated it at all..."

Although I heard him speak, I already rode away by myself. I thought to myself: Does this man have special powers? Could he be able to read minds? But what he said didn't seem like he was talking about my thoughts.

What? Who cares? I'm too lazy to think about it... Since you are a member of the Paranormal Association, it is normal to be somewhat strange.

After going down the mountain, at the intersection at the foot of the mountain, I saw a beggar asking passers-by for money! This scene brought my memory back to my childhood. When I was a child, I followed my father. Every time I met a beggar, my father would give him money.

I had a few yuan (a few yuan could buy a lot of snacks at that time) Then my dad asked me to give the money to the beggar! My dad told me it was a good thing ^ ^ After I got home, I told my mother what happened.

Every time I have to blame my father, saying that he gave it away because he had too much money in his pocket... Anyway, they said it was theirs, and I went to look for something to do on my own... The next time I met a beggar, my father again

I was given a few yuan to give to a beggar, but I still listened to my father and did as he said! I also had to report the matter to my mother when I got home... Until later, newspapers and magazines often talked about those beggars.

It was a scam! My father finally gave up and let me do this. After my father never asked me to give money to a beggar, I almost never gave a penny to a beggar! Because my mother often told me that beggars have something wrong with them.

There are many bacteria, viruses, etc... so stay away! Avoid being infected...

It wasn’t until I was 20 years old that I met the man who gave me a bamboo flute and who taught me how to play the flute! He would give money to all the beggars he saw and would often buy them something to eat! I was like

He laughed at him and said, "Those are all fake beggars, they are all liars..."

But he said: "Even if 9999 out of 10,000 beggars are liars, there is a chance that one of them is real! Then I feel it is worth it! You!~ You are a child who was born and grew up in honey, you don't understand

Yes! When I was a child, there were no snacks to eat, and children were very slanderous. I always watched other children eating snacks, and it was very uncomfortable to watch! Once, I was so slanderous that I robbed the popcorn vendor.

I grabbed a piece of popcorn (what we call a popcorn) and ran away... A vendor chased me for several streets... By the time he caught me, I had already eaten all the popcorn... because I was eating while running.

, I ate so quickly that I couldn’t taste the popcorn..."

I looked at him at that time, and it really didn’t look like he was lying? But he is a liar all the time! Can people believe this? In the end, I still felt that I shouldn’t believe it! Maybe the incident of him giving money to beggars was also an act.

What about one kind?

But at that time, I felt that this man was kind-hearted, so I also followed his example and would give some money to beggars when I saw them...

Now! I also buried the flute. Should I give the beggar money? I thought about it again and again... Finally I gave the beggar 20 yuan... The beggar kept thanking me...

After leaving, I thought about dinner. I am a person with little money in my pocket. Because I gave the beggar 20 yuan, I had to plan a simple dinner for myself...

That’s all for today’s story!~ In fact? Now it seems that I have not only learned to play the flute, although I will never play the flute again in the future... I have also learned some evil things, right? For example, to lie? What is a human being? A human being.
Chapter completed!