Seeing him reminded me of my father.

An honest and honest old farmer who works with crops all day long.

I patted Lao Liu on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. I don't need any money this time. I'll look at it for you for free."

"But……"

I laughed: "Old Liu, who hasn't had a hard time before? It's not easy even when you're away from home."

Old Liu looked at me steadily, and finally held my hand with tears in his eyes and thanked me repeatedly.

Seeing his grateful expression, I couldn't tell how I felt.

In fact, I just wanted to see what was going on with his little baby, and whether he was really capable of calculating and knowing about Gong Yiyu.

If I hadn't seen the baby's photo, I wouldn't have interfered.

I made an agreement with Lao Liu to visit his house ten days later, and after receiving today's pay, Zhang Geng and I left the construction site.

The small hotel we stayed in was fifty yuan a day, and two rooms were one hundred dollars, so there was still a lot of money left over.

Zhang Geng and I bought some food and returned to the hotel with some live chickens.

When I handed the live chicken to Bai Luoxin, Bai Luoxin lowered his eyelids and took it silently without saying a word.

She avoided us and went somewhere unknown. When she came back, her face had a trace of color and she looked better than before.

Showing Zhang Geng's direct reaction, Bai Luoxin pulled out the kitchen knife with a smile on her face.

Zhang Geng immediately looked at his eyes, nose and heart, clearing his mind and having few desires.

At night, I was walking alone in the town. As soon as I walked into a dark alley, a dark shadow jumped towards me.

It is covered in black fur, has a long nose, and its four hooves are like pig's hooves.

I pinched its nose with one hand and shook it.

"Moo! It hurts! Let me go!"

As soon as you hear this exaggerated cry, you know it is the dream-eating tapir.

I pinched its nose and lifted it up: "You want to sneak attack me?"

The dream-eating tapir's little eyes rolled around and he said seriously: "No! Absolutely not! I haven't seen you for a few days. I miss you and want to hug you!"

I pinched its hoof, looked at the ugly and craggy fingers on its hoof, and asked with a smile: "Oh, are you ready to insert your fingers into my neck for a hug?"

Seeing that he had been exposed, the Dream-eating Tapir coughed twice uncomfortably and said, "Ahem, I'm testing your reaction ability to see if you can react."

I half-smiled: "You have tested it now, how do you feel?"

The Dream-eating Tapir shook his head, as if he was forgetting to eat but not to fight, and said hehey: "It's not bad, it's pretty good, although it's still a little worse than me."

I pinched its nose with my hand for two minutes.

“Moo————!”

It screamed hoarsely and pitifully, as if I had done something to it that was outrageous to both humans and gods.

It said angrily and aggrievedly: "I know you are unreliable. I have helped you so much, but what happened? This is how you treat me?! Damn it! I think I also have a great reputation outside!"

"

"Moo————! I advise you to let go and apologize to me! Otherwise, otherwise I will..."

"What else will you do?" I raised my eyebrows slightly, looking like I was watching a good show.

"I, I just...please, can't you?"

Dream-Eating Tapir whispered: "Zhao Rui, in addition to strange things, there are many things staring at you secretly. Can't you give me some face for the time being?"

The dream-eating tapir put its two hooves together and whispered: "Please, please!"

At the end of the sentence, the ending sound turned up, and it actually sounded a bit coquettish.

It's fine if it's a handsome guy or a cute little animal acting like a baby. But a monster like the Dream-eating Tapir, which looks like a leopard but not a leopard, with a green face and fangs, and some bald hair on its head, acts like a baby. It's simply a form of domination over my aesthetics.

Ling!

I let go of my hand in disgust, rubbed the oil from its nose onto its fur, and then asked: "You said someone is watching me secretly, who is it specifically?"

The dream-eating tapir's little eyes moved around, looking around, with a constipated look on his face, and he obviously didn't dare to say anything.

I picked it up and went back to the hotel.

At this time, Zhang Geng was already lying on the bed, with his belly exposed and snoring.

The day's work was indeed a bit tiring for him, and he didn't even have the heart to watch short videos today.

Oh, one thing I forgot to mention is that this guy is still being pestered by Zheng Hua'er. He is extremely unlucky. He was either hit by a steel bar or splashed with mud and water. At the end of the day, he had half a catty of mud and water on his body.

He said nonchalantly that at least it was much better than the bird droppings yesterday.

When Dream Eater saw Zhang Geng's appearance, he laughed maliciously.

Dream Eater took a marker pen from somewhere, walked gently to the top of Zhang Geng's head, and started drawing on Zhang Geng's face with the pen.

The dream-eating tapir smiles obscenely while painting. The two of them, one tapir and one person, are like-minded in every sense of the word.

I went to take a shower, and when I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt a little strange. My nose was bigger? My mouth was thinner? My ears were droopy?

There seems to be none, and there seems to be both. I can't explain clearly. I just feel that something is wrong.

When I was rubbing my back, I suddenly felt a slight sting on my back, as if there were countless needles sticking into it. I couldn't feel it if I didn't touch it. But if I touched it, it would hurt like hell.

I looked down at the red hair on my chest. Could it be that it had spread to my back?

I faced the mirror with my back and turned my neck 180 degrees, just enough to get a clear view of my back.

There are no red hairs or needles on my back, just an unclear, light gray circle.

I touched it carefully and found that only the inside of the circle on my back was painful, and there was no feeling outside the circle.

I was shocked because I didn't quite understand what this circle was.

In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong drew a circle on the ground and prevented Tang Monk from leaving the circle, fearing that something would happen to him, but something happened in the end;

Now, I also have a circle on my back.

Is it a side effect after the gene lock is turned on? Is it the negative effect caused by the red hair? Or... is it a mark left by a certain monster on my body?

I have no idea.

I wiped my body clean and walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my lower body.

The dream-eating tapir was pointing its butt at Zhang Geng, twisting and dancing with a smile, obviously disgusting him.

Zhang Geng didn't realize it at all. His face was painted in a mess by the dream-eating tapir, and he looked like a big tabby cat.

I sat on the bed and turned my back: "Dream-Eating Tapir, do you know what this circle on my back is?"

"..."

The dream-eating tapir was silent for so long that I couldn't help but turn around.

The Dream-Eating Tapir's two small eyes were filled with anxiety and pity, its brows were furrowed, and its long nose drooped stiffly.
Chapter completed!