The driver in the taxi calmed down, unbuckled his seat belt and lay down, gestured with his heel against the window, and pushed hard.
There was a click and cracks covered the glass.
Just when he was about to kick him a second time, the seat belt suddenly wrapped around him and tied his feet tightly. Then the seat belt on the back seat broke and flew over to tie up his hands. The passenger seat belt sealed his mouth.
live.
Several straps tied him up into a rice dumpling, twisting like a caterpillar in the car.
Liu Xiao held the painting under his arm and stuffed his hands into his arms. He opened his divine vision to observe his neighbors, avoided contact with them in advance, and walked towards the Cangyue Painting and Calligraphy.
Before he reached the store door, he found that the door was locked and the key was not on the door.
But this didn't bother him. He used his ability to control the lock teeth to expand and contract to the appropriate position, and the door lock rotated smoothly.
When he walked to the front of the store, he made sure that there was no one around him, then he entered the store and the door automatically locked.
The store still looks the same as before, with the business license still leaning against the wall and my name on it.
On the second floor, all items are neatly arranged, and the papers and miscellaneous items in the corners by the windows have been sorted.
The bed in the bedroom and the quilt on the floor were neatly folded and covered with cloth to keep out dust.
I don’t know if they would laugh at me when they saw that she and Yue Fei were sleeping separately.
The passbook is still in its original position, lying quietly in the corner of the closet.
Liu Xiao knew that this store should now be under the name of Group 7, in other words, it was confiscated.
But the seventh group did not change the furnishings here and did not take away anything except the burial items, which shows their intentions.
I took out two more thick clothes from the closet and put them on. Since I didn't have a thick coat, I could only continue to wear the windbreaker, changed my shoes and pants, packed my bankbook and walked out of the bedroom.
The ancient painting was placed on the long work table. My hand reached out but stopped in mid-air, and finally landed on the chair next to the table.
Among the countless pictures that appeared, he accurately located what he was looking for.
She bent down on the table, and Yue Fei sat quietly on the chair and looked at herself.
The slender figure and the elegant eyes.
This happened every day, sitting there for more than a month.
The boring companionship did not make Yuefei's feelings weaken, but instead became stronger.
It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to avenge this kind of hatred.
Liu Xiao raised his hand and pulled away from the historical picture, picked up the ancient painting and put it under his arm.
But he forgot that his ability was still activated, and more pictures rushed into his mind, making him shake unprepared.
This almost made him lose control of the driver in the distance. All the seat belts were loosened for a moment, but they were immediately tightened again.
The driver struggled for a while.
Liu Xiao suddenly remembered that he had never checked the history of this painting.
But now is not the time. Zangyue's calligraphy and painting are no longer his, and I don't know if anyone will come over.
After turning off his ability, all the images in his mind disappeared. He gathered his mood and left the second floor.
Before standing at the door and leaving, out of caution, he went through all the items in the store in his mind, and then he discovered a painting.
The painting I painted in a state of irritation the night I first attained divinity.
Afterwards, it was taken away by the temple. After inspection, it was just an ordinary item, and the team leader later returned it to him.
He looked down at the ancient painting under his arm and hesitated whether to take it with him or not.
Finally gave up.
Turn around and open the door to leave.
…
There is no sunrise or sunset here, no hunger or fatigue.
Eternity is fixed in a moment, and each moment passes as long as eternity.
Huiheng didn't know how long he had stayed here. Although he was neither thirsty nor hungry, his mental exhaustion made him unbearable.
He is now lying on the ground, surrounded by paint brushes and paper covered with graffiti.
Although he was very careful, it still looked like a child's doodles.
He hasn't seen that person again since this time.
It seems that his arrival attracted the attention of the indigenous people here, but the special nature of the store prevented them from really noticing him.
So he began to feel that something was wrong with Liu Xiao, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with Liu Xiao.
Regardless of his life experience, his life, or his journey as a transcendent, nothing is right.
Huiheng felt that he was a little nervous.
During this period, he calculated Liu Xiao's future and got the result that he was dead. He didn't believe it at first, but after calculating it several times, the result remained the same.
This coincides with the previous information "Mourning Friends in the Northeast", and I can't help but believe it.
Later, out of boredom, he gave up on everyone and felt relieved after knowing that everyone else was fine.
Finally, I tried Yue Fei and got the same result as Liu Xiao.
Looking at the divination results, Hui Heng was silent for a long time, and then began to draw, venting his depression with crazy graffiti.
After a long time, he finally calmed down and started painting, but what he painted was not much better than before.
Finally, he lay on the ground dejectedly.
He could feel that he had spent many days here, but he didn't know why he came here, he didn't know how to get back, and he didn't know how long he could last.
He was worried about Su Gu.
He wanted to see Su Gu's sweet smile again, wanted to see her acting coquettishly and cutely, and also wanted to see her pretending to be angry and getting angry at him.
But I am more worried.
Worrying about whether her mood is still stable.
He even thought that if Su Gu's feelings for him were fake, he wouldn't need to bear the sadness of his disappearance.
He got up and did another calculation for Su Gubu.
"Failed at work."
The result is simple, but Huiheng has already guessed that a person with unstable emotions cannot continue to work in the inspection team.
At this moment, in the real world, Liu Xiao opened the door and entered Waning Moon Calligraphy and Painting.
The picture flickered in the corner of Huiheng's eyes, and for a moment, he seemed to see the street in front of the entrance of Canyue Calligraphy and Painting, Qingmei Street.
He immediately stood up and leaned against the door, looking out through the glass.
But no matter how hard he tried, there was only pure white, boundless, which was not only dazzling but also dizzying after looking at it for a long time.
Illusion?
Huiheng didn't dare to open the door. During this period, except for the first time he went out, he never went out again.
Because the oppressive feeling given to him by the flying man in gorgeous clothes was too strong.
After waiting for a long time, there was still no change.
Huiheng sat back down, maintaining his previous appearance. He even shifted his gaze to the tree species on the ground, but his attention was focused on the corner of his eye.
Still no change.
Just when he thought it was just his illusion, the picture appeared again.
The white world outside the door flashed, the store door suddenly opened, and a familiar figure appeared and pushed the door open to leave.
This picture is very blurry, overlapping with the surroundings, creating layers of double images.
"Liu Xiao!"
Liu Xiao was very fast and disappeared outside the door in a flash.
Seeing that the door was about to close, Huiheng shouted and rushed over.
The store door suddenly opened, and Hui Heng rushed into the white world. The man who met him face to face was the man wearing gorgeous colorful clothes and flowing silk.
The man's face is so delicate that even if you look at it face to face, you can't find any flaws.
But Huiheng only had fear in his heart.
"You finally came out."
The man smiled slightly, raised his hand and placed it on Hui Heng's chest.
A huge impact hit him, causing his chest to dent, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and at the same time, his body flew backwards.
But the man's hand did not leave Hui Heng's chest, and his body quickly moved forward at the same speed, and the two of them entered the store at the same time.
As soon as he entered the store, the man's light body seemed to suddenly gain weight, and he was slammed to the ground with a slap.
The man controls his body and stays in place.
However, Huiheng's body remained unabated and continued to fly backwards, knocking down a shelf.
The severe pain radiating from all over his body made Hui Heng almost faint. The bright red blood in his mouth kept flowing out and flowed into his lungs, but he no longer had the strength to cough. All the bones in his chest were shattered, and his internal organs were also shattered.
But I heard the surprised voice of the man in colorful clothes: "It turns out that I am hiding here. There are many gods here. The emperor will be very happy..."
"ah--"
Hui Heng sat up suddenly and reached out to cover his chest, only to find that his chest didn't hurt and he didn't vomit blood in his mouth. Everything that had just happened had completely disappeared.
The shelves behind him are still neat, the store door has not been opened, and the man in colorful clothes has disappeared, leaving only papers full of graffiti and tree seeds thrown on the ground.
The tree species still showed "work failure", which was the result of Su Gu's divination.
From here on, is it all just a dream?
Huiheng soon denied the possibility of a dream. He didn't feel tired at all after being here for so long, and he never slept. Moreover, everything just happened was too real.
It's not a dream, but it's so real, so that means...
Looking at the tree species on the ground again, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly understood.
This is my own ability to predict what will happen next, and I can actually see and feel it.
This guess is the only possibility, and there are ways to verify it.
Huiheng sat down and stared at the store door seriously, waiting for Liu Xiao's shadow to appear again.
Since it is a predicted future, then the phantom should appear again. As long as it actually appears, it can prove your guess.
I don't know how long it took, but nothing appeared.
"It shouldn't be." Hui Heng frowned.
I don't know how much time passed before Huiheng stood up and opened the store door.
A man wearing colorful clothes appeared outside the door instantly and looked over: "So you are here."
After saying that, I printed my hand...
"ah--"
Hui Heng sat up suddenly and kept touching his face and chest. He didn't feel relieved until he confirmed that he was intact.
The surroundings are still the same.
It's not a prophecy, it's something that really happened. The words the man said when he saw himself were different these two times, but it was the first time he saw him.
In other words, he waited outside and had no memory of what happened.
What has already happened is erased, in other words, history is modified.
"history……"
Huiheng stared at the tree species on the ground. As a prophet, he knew what it meant when history was changed.
It means that the Bu family is a joke.
All fortune tellers know that history cannot be modified, nor can it be predicted.
No matter how powerful the diviners are, they cannot see other people's pasts. All diviners are prophets, and they are very single. The only difference between them is whether they are accurate or not.
This is very strange. The established facts cannot be predicted, but the unknown that has not happened yet and the uncertain future can.
But that's the truth.
History can only be recorded.
No one knew why, until Liu Xiao appeared, he was the only one who could see history.
Liu Xiao......
Huiheng recited the name silently in his heart, vaguely grasping something.
After a moment, he suddenly became furious: "Liu Xiao, you bastard, did you bring me here?"
He soon calmed down again. Although Liu Xiao was special, he was not that strong. He was simply ridiculously strong.
What's more, he is already dead.
Mainly because he is dead.
Huiheng really didn't want to believe that he was here because of Liu Xiao. If it was really because of him, wouldn't he never be able to leave here?
He sat down and grabbed the tree seeds, and decided to give Liu Xiao another divination. The last time he made divination for him was a long time ago.
As the tree seeds fell and kept bouncing on the ground, Huiheng's eyes gradually widened.
"Walking alone, going far away, there will be no regrets."
Make a bold decision and go on a long journey alone. Although things will make people angry, there will be no disaster in the end.