Suddenly I woke up from my sleep.
My forehead was covered with cold damp sweat.
The bloody face of that child can't be erased from my mind.
"Damn it, I actually had such a horrible dream!"
I muttered something in my mouth.
I looked at the sky outside. It was a little overcast, with no sun, giving me a feeling of dark clouds covering the city.
But just as I got dressed, there was a knock on the apartment door.
I felt bitter. I was completely defeated by this apartment. But it was still early in the morning, so it couldn't be a ghost.
I didn't care about it at all. I just put on my clothes and went to the door, then reached out and opened it.
However, as soon as I opened the door, a man began to squeeze in. The man was wearing a baseball cap, and I couldn't see his face clearly for a while.
"Hey! What are you doing? Why are you barging into someone else's house?"
I wanted to push the person out unhappily.
But when I saw the man's face clearly, I was shocked.
Damn it, it turned out to be that kid Ma Qiang.
Seeing that I was stunned, Ma Qiang bared his big white teeth, looked at me with a smile, and said, "Brother Yang, I'm really unlucky recently, and I need your help urgently!"
Before I could say anything, Ma Qiang put the luggage he was carrying on the ground.
I asked him in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"
Ma Qiang shrank his neck, took off his cap, smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Yang, I was kicked out by the landlord."
I almost laughed out loud when I heard this.
But I still pretended not to laugh and asked him, "Qiangzi, you are not kidding me, are you? I remember you just got three thousand yuan from me the day before yesterday. How come you are out of money so quickly? Tell me, did you do something bad outside and lose all your money?!"
Ma Qiang curled his lips and said depressedly: "Brother Yang, don't mention the three thousand yuan. It's not enough. The two of us spent more than seven hundred yuan drinking in the bar that day. Especially those two cocktails cost more than three hundred yuan. When I went home and paid last month's rent, I still owed the landlord eight yuan!"
After hearing what Qiangzi said, I really didn’t have enough money to spend.
Aren’t cocktails at the “bar” free? Thinking about it, I’m pretty sure about it.
It seems that Qiangzi and I were cheated by the waiter in that bar. Damn it!
"Later, the landlord saw that I was really broke, so he let me stay until today. This morning, when he saw that I hadn't left yet, he kicked me out!"
When Ma Qiang talked about this, he looked very aggrieved and seemed like a punching bag.
He muttered, "It's not easy to make money these days, but it's easy to spend it. My girlfriend dumped me when she found out I'm broke. Brother Yang, we have a common problem now, you can't just ignore me, your brother!"
At this point, Ma Qiang began to sigh. As if he was afraid that I would reject him, he even moved his gifts into the living room.
I curled my lips and said, "Okay, okay, stop complaining and pretending to be pitiful. I asked you to stay. Anyway, I have an empty bedroom here, you can sleep there!"
After hearing what I said, Ma Qiang's face, which had been sad just now, immediately became radiant.
He raised his voice and said, "Okay, then Brother Yang, I won't be polite! Since you take care of me so much, we will be brothers from now on. No... closer than brothers."
Ma Qiang is good at flattering people.
"Okay, okay, move your gifts to the bedroom. The bedroom near the bathroom is yours. But it's not tidied up yet, so go and clean it up yourself."
"Okay, okay... Brother Yang, you go ahead and do your thing, I can clean it up myself!"
Ma Qiang said with a smile.
Just as I was about to close the door of my apartment, the door of the apartment next door opened.
I know that person, he is the big brother next door.
I greeted him, "Brother, are you going out?"
The man looked at me and frowned. He asked me in surprise, "Brother, why are you still living in this apartment? I thought you had moved out a long time ago."
"No! I've always lived here!"
"So you didn't run into anything dirty, did you?"
The eldest brother said something mysterious.
I knew he was still talking about the ghost knocking on the door in the middle of the night.
I smiled and said, “No,
This place is pretty good, there's nothing like what you're talking about!"
But the elder brother obviously didn't believe me, he looked into my apartment suspiciously. When he saw Qiangzi, his eyes brightened a little.
The man swallowed his saliva and asked me with a grin, "Is there anyone else moving into your apartment?"
I followed the big brother's gaze and looked at Qiangzi who was holding the salute.
Then I turned around and said with a smile: "Yes, my brother just moved here today. Speaking of which, it's quite comfortable to live here, so I called him over!"
I couldn't tell others that Ma Qiang moved here because he had no place else to live.
The elder brother was dumbfounded. He mumbled something in his mouth. Soon he smiled at me, turned around, closed the door of his house, and walked downstairs.
I laughed in my heart, thinking, it seems that the big brother must have encountered some dirty things at the door of my apartment in the middle of the night, otherwise he wouldn't be so scared. However, now those dirty things are no longer dirty things to me, but will become real "good things". Good things can make money!
Soon, Ma Qiang moved all his luggage into the bedroom.
As I was getting dressed, I asked him, "Qiangzi, did you have breakfast this morning?"
Ma Qiang shook his head and said, "I haven't eaten yet! I was woken up by the landlord knocking on the door early in the morning, and then that grandson kicked me out of the house. Now I'm starving!"
"What? Brother Yang, are you going out to eat?"
I nodded and said, "I haven't had breakfast either. Let's go out and eat together."
Soon, after Ma Qiang and I were dressed, we left the apartment.
On a street near the apartment, Qiangzi and I each ordered a bowl of Shanxi knife-cut noodles.
After eating that bowl of noodles, I felt a little bloated.
As for Qiangzi next to me, he was eating voraciously, finishing two large bowls of food with a few gurgling sounds.
"Oh my god, are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost? Why are you eating so much?"
Ma Qiang laughed and said, "Brother Yang, you don't know me yet. I am a pauper now. It's good enough that I don't have to pay debts. I can still eat. Fortunately, I have you. Otherwise, I guess
I feel like I’ll have to go to the shelter to eat millet porridge in a few days... "
Qiangzi and I were talking and chatting.
At this moment, the cell phone in my pocket rang.
I looked at the number and it was Shan Daye calling.
The phone rang twice and I picked up.
"Hello?"
Shan Daye's hurried voice came from the other end of the phone. He said anxiously, "Master Yang, Master Yang, please come over quickly. My wife is dying! ... "
It seems something has happened.
"Okay! I'll be there soon, don't worry!"
Without asking any more questions, I gave Shan Daye a few words of advice and hung up the phone.
Then I paid the bill and prepared to leave the noodle shop.
Ma Qiang followed me and asked me loudly, "Brother Yang, where are you going?"
I didn't want Ma Qiang to know about my situation, so I said to him, "I have something urgent to do outside. If you don't want to look for a job, go back to the apartment first. You have the key anyway!"
Seeing my serious expression, Ma Qiang nodded, said "Oh", but didn't say anything.
I think it is better not to tell Ma Qiang about the Yin-Yang Soul-Transferring Notes and my identity as a Taoist priest for the time being. Otherwise, that guy will talk nonsense when he drinks too much, and I am really afraid that he will tell others about my affairs.
Soon, I got into a taxi.
I told the driver to go to the Golden Bay Villa area.
The bald driver looked at me and saw that I was carrying a cloth bag and wearing cheap clothes, but I was going to a wealthy area like Golden Bay. He seemed a little suspicious and asked me, "Little brother, are you really going to Golden Bay?"
I saw the contempt between his eyebrows, so I told him arrogantly, "We are going to Golden Bay! A friend of mine bought a villa there and invited me to go over and take a look."
When he told me that my friend bought a villa there, the bald driver became even more unconvinced.
He muttered quietly, "Young people nowadays are really good at bragging. It's funny that their friends bought villas over there. If you had friends like that, you wouldn't dress like this..."
I ignored the bald driver's cold words. But I think he looked down on me because he was not happy in life, otherwise he would not have
You may have seen people who use others to practice their rhetoric.
The taxi quickly got to the main road, but it was rush hour and the road was jammed. The bald driver kept honking the horn when he saw the traffic jam.
Soon, the entire main road was buzzing with the sound of horns.
I frowned and looked outside the car, then asked the bald driver, "Driver, can you take a detour? I'm in a hurry!"
Who would have thought that the driver would curl his lips and say with some disdain: "You are in a hurry, but I am in a hurry too. The road is blocked now, and I can't fly over. There are cars in front and behind, how can I take a detour? If you don't want to take the car, you can get off after paying the fare."
I was really a little angry, and said in a deep voice: "Okay then! I'll get off."
At this time, the cell phone in my pocket rang again.
The call was from Shan Daye.
"Hello? Master Yang, where are you? Come here quickly, my wife is dying!"
I was also a little impatient, and said unhappily on the phone: "Okay, don't rush me. I can't help it. The taxis are stuck in traffic!"
"What? Traffic jam?"
What I couldn’t understand was that Shan Daye then actually asked me where the taxi was stuck.
I didn't know what Shan Daye was going to do, but I told him anyway.
For more than ten minutes, the taxi was stuck in traffic.
I was also feeling a little impatient, so I opened the car door and was about to get out.
When the bald driver saw that I was really going to get off the bus, he immediately stretched out his hand to ask for money, saying, "How can you get off the bus when you haven't paid yet?"
I curled my lips and said coldly: "Give me back the money. You didn't even consider the road you chose. I have already wasted a lot of time riding in your car, and you still want money..."
The bald driver got angry and started pointing at me and yelling at me as he got out of the car.
He grabbed my arm and wouldn't let go.
It was at this time that the sound of sirens was heard in the distance.
A police car was in front, followed by a Bentley Brooklands Limited Edition.
Shan Daye rolled down the car window from a distance, waved at me, and called out anxiously, "Master Yang, Master Yang..."
(to be continued)
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