When Wu Qing was sitting opposite Su Zimo, in fact Su Zimo didn't really fall asleep, it was just because the skinny trainer sat opposite him for some reason, and was waiting for the second task to be released for dozens of minutes. He just stared at Su Zimo without moving.
In this case, the best way Su Zimo could think of was to pretend to be asleep.
Even because he pretended to be asleep for too long, the whole person was in a daze, and he really took a nap in the middle and had a brief dream.
In the dream, Su Zimo seemed to be standing in the Su family cemetery on the side of Shoushan Mountain. It was raining in the sky, surrounded by a group of people in black clothes, no one was talking, only the sound of rain and the wind blowing through the leaves in Su Zimo’s ears. the sound of.
This reminded Su Zimo of his grandfather's funeral.
Did you dream so soon
[Why are you the only one who is sad here? ] A completely unfamiliar voice rang beside Su Zimo.
In the dream, Su Zimo turned his head subconsciously, only to find that he only saw a pair of black pants and black clothes on the front left of him. Su Zimo knew that he was not a little giant with a height of two meters, but he was relatively tall among the people he knew.
Is there really such a tall person in this world
[Why are you the only one who is sad here? ] The figure asked again.
Su Zimo raised his head with difficulty, but found that the other party's face was hidden under the sloping black umbrella, and he couldn't see anything.
[There are so few people, it's really deserted. ]
Hearing that figure speak again, Su Zimo looked around subconsciously. He remembered that during the day, there were obviously a lot of unrelated talents coming, so how could it be considered deserted
It's even more impossible for a person to be sad here. After all, Su Zimo's second and third uncles were crying in the cemetery so much that others couldn't help but cover their ears. Father Su Gan and uncle were also really sad...
Um
Su Zimo looked around and found that there were only a few people around, and they were all very unfamiliar to Su Zimo. Occasionally, he saw a few slightly familiar faces, which also gave people a long, long, long time. A feeling that has never been seen.
And the boy in black hiding behind the tree next to him looked a bit like Su Hewen when he was a child.
What's even more strange is that everyone around Su Zimo is much taller than him, and he has to raise his head high to see their faces clearly.
No, it's not that they are too tall, but that Su Zimo in the dream is too short!
[It's really deserted, I'm afraid they won't know that the woman is gone like this, the lifespan of human beings is really short. ] The figure holding the black umbrella sighed again, it was clearly a cold voice, but it used a somewhat exaggerated tone.
Su Zimo subconsciously looked at the small tombstone in front of him. The name engraved on it was not his grandfather Su Heng, but—
The name of Su Zimo's mother.
What he dreamed was not what happened during the day, but the scene when he attended his mother's funeral when he was six years old. Because the time is a little old, even if Su Zimo can still clearly remember that day, he doesn't remember whether he really saw the strange man with a black umbrella at the funeral that day.
He did remember that before the funeral, his father Su Gan was so drunk that he was so drunk that he couldn't get up in bed at all, and he was even late for that day.
To put it simply, Su Zimo dreamed of things from his childhood.
[Do all human children look like you? ] The figure suddenly asked a strange question.
"What?" Su Zimo suddenly found that he could speak in a dream, and his voice was as immature as when he was six years old.
[Baibai, small, thin, as if a gust of wind can blow you away, it is better to hold a porcelain doll in your hand. ] The tone of that voice was ridiculed again, [I can't believe it. ]
"Who are you?" Although Su Zimo was in a dream, he could clearly see the umbrella held by the mysterious man.
The black umbrella surface and the silver umbrella handle are clearly the mysterious black umbrella that Su Zimo picked up with all the information of question marks!
So the person Su Zimo dreamed of was the owner of the black umbrella
[Someone asked me to come to you. ] The person holding the umbrella said mysteriously, [That person asked me to help you realize a wish. ]
"If there is such a thing, I really have to think about it." Su Zimo chuckled, feeling that anything could happen in his dream, even a fairy tale similar to Aladdin's lamp. .
[That's too late. ] The figure holding the umbrella said something in a strange tone, which even made Su Zimo feel that he was being glanced at.
[Wake up, the one sitting across from you is a thief. ] The words of the figure sound quite proud. [Although the thief has a very good vision, it is a pity that I am not some random umbrella, nor any random magic lamp, and it is not something that anyone can use just by wiping it. ]
[Wake up, wake up! Umbrella is lost! ]
[Children, remember to take your precious things with you, it's a bad habit to put them away. ]
[The development of human society is fast, people's hearts are broken, and even umbrellas are stolen these days. ]
[… Ah, I lost it. ] The last voice turned out to be inexplicably unlovable.
In that anxious voice, Su Zimo's head hurts because of the noise, so he can only wake up leisurely, and then he sees the thin figure who opened the umbrella and rushed out of the subway and into the group of weird students!
Wu Qing, the skinny boy who made Su Zimo want to help at first, stole his umbrella and ran away.
"Wu Qing!"
Su Zimo heard Xiao Yuyang shouting from the next compartment.
"That idiot! The mission only asked us to choose one platform to get off the bus, but it didn't say that we had to choose the most terrible one! Yuanyuan, now your brother is dead!" Xiao Yuyang shook his head to Gan Yuan who was beside him Said, "He has never experienced a nightmare world, and there is no nightmare point on his body to offset the death penalty. If something happens to the ghost on the platform, then he is really dead!"
"What does it have to do with me?" Gan Yuan just turned her head away.
Su Zimo looked at the subway door that was still open in front of him, and the next second he heard the alarm that the subway door was about to close.
Maybe it's because of Wu Qing's rampage with an umbrella just now, the many ghosts who were originally lined up in a neat line are now like "walking dead" wandering around the subway platform, and the weird smile on his face has not completely subsided. , as if unable to react for a while.
Su Zimo's eyebrows tightened slightly, and without hesitation, he rushed out of the subway with his bag on his back, trying to find Wu Qing and the umbrella that he stole as quickly as possible while the ghosts didn't react.
At the same time, Su Zimo's hand was always behind his back.
Even when he was surrounded by ghosts, the door of "being in a corner" was always behind him.
However, what Su Zimo didn't expect was... A few seconds after he tried to walk lightly into the ghost group, the ghost group that had been swept away by Wu Qing holding an umbrella seemed to have suddenly reacted and stopped. After the footsteps that had been wandering around, dozens of ghosts instantly turned to face the direction where Su Zimo was standing, blocking all his way, and the smiles on the pale faces became bigger and bigger.
When the first ghost came over with a crooked head, Su Zimo, he immediately grabbed the door handle behind him.
But because the ghost was rushing faster and faster, Su Zimo suddenly felt something in the side pocket of the backpack behind him - it was a Su Zimo brought out from "An Yu Yi Corner" The metal signature pen is much heavier than the pen used by Su Zimo.
When Su Zimo reacted, he had already taken out the pen from the side pocket and threw it at the ghost in front of him, preparing to go back to "repose in a corner" while the ghost was distracted.
What Su Zimo never thought of was...
The seemingly ordinary metal signature pen, whose only feature is that it is heavier than other pens, was actually activated by Su Zimo when it was thrown into the air, just like the retractable pointer used in the school. Elongation section by section!
Especially when the elongated metal pen hit the ghost's head, the Specter, who should have been unable to attack and could only escape, fell directly to the ground as if he had been knocked unconscious.
Su Zimo subconsciously caught the metal pen that fell from the air, weighed the part holding the pen barrel, and then threw it hard. After experimenting a bit, Su Zimo can confirm that this pen is not so much a retractable pointer, but more like a lightweight stick!
Although there are some swing sticks in the shape of a signature pen on the market, perhaps because of the relationship between "Satisfaction in a Corner", the swing stick in Su Zimo's hand is lighter, thinner and longer, but there is no doubt about it. The attack power it possesses, after all, the ghost that was knocked unconscious just now, after falling to the ground, slowly became transparent and dissipated...
Since it's a stick, it's a weapon!
Su Zimo recalled the glasses and backpack he brought out of the store. He never thought that "An Yu Yi Yi" had equipped him with self-defense weapons for the store owner from the very beginning, that is, he had been casually throwing it aside The pen in the side pocket.
After heaving a sigh of relief, Su Zimo held a silver pen-shaped swing stick and threw a sword flower like a western fencing, pointing at the ghosts blocking a certain direction - he just saw the umbrella thief go there. .
When he was in high school, Su Gan once taught Su Zimo fencing for a period of time. Because Su Qian's ability is good and Su Zimo's talent is also good, one of them is good, and the other is good at learning.
After studying for more than a month, the old man of the Su family found out about Su Gan's teaching, and felt that it would be better for the grandson of Su to study some courses with cultural characteristics, such as Tai Chi sword or oriental martial arts.
It's a pity that Su Zimo had a car accident before the course that Mr. Su had carefully prepared.
And now...
Looking at the group of ghosts that had to be broken through in front of him, Su Zimo clenched the stick in his hand, all the practical skills that Su Qian gave him back then. It seems that if you want to get back that annoying umbrella in your dream, it's time to show the fighting power of the shopkeeper who is "being in a corner".