MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 57

Not long after the invisible people were arrested, the people in the lockers also fell into the trap.

Qingchuan went out to buy a dish, and opened the wardrobe door after returning to the room.

"What's the matter? Who is calling? Are you okay, Ah Sheng?" asked the grandma next door. There were also neighbours asking what was going on, and some swearing - all working appliances were not spared within the sonic range. The sound insulation here is not very good, and the spread is very wide, and many people wake up.

"It's fine."

In fact, Qingchuan can't remember the scene at that time, maybe it is, maybe not. The 'Qing Chuan's father' had a kind of hatred in his eyes. Because of his abnormal mental state, he could not control his hands and feet, his fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes were a strange oval pupil between animals and humans.

"So this is my fear." Qing Chuan looked at the unreasonable two-meter-tall giant, whose knuckles were a circle larger than normal, and looked like the claws of beasts, holding A knife with blood dripping from it.

He knew this was not that person, that person was not tall, even a little thin, the adult Qingchuan was half a head taller than him, and he could easily subdue him. But because in his fear, the other party left behind the image of such a terrifying monster?

Although he felt that this matter had passed away early, in fact, the young and overwhelmed Qingchuan had been trembling and crying in the depths of his memory.

"It's good, I can finish today..."

The system poked out half of its head from the spiritual sea and watched Qingchuan stretch his light needle expressionlessly, tying it up, strangling it, and tearing it apart. It was just shredded into shape and **** again, repeating the process just now, over, over, over and over again. Qing Chuan was standing beside him, and pointed a huge bright flashlight at it.

The people in the cabinet were frightened like mice on a red-hot iron plate. It huddled tightly in the corner and hid in the corner. The huge body had a terrifying appearance, but at this time it was beaten like a kid who went out to rob and met a Sanda champion for the first time.

A ray of light played a new trick, it was woven into a net, the net caught the big monster, and it slowly tightened, and the muscles stretched into raised pieces of flesh in the meshes. It looks like the meat grinder is working.

Qing Chuan was smiling.

System:…

The host's disease seems to be more serious, help, save the system.

The system shrank back silently, it sat silently in front of the monitor, looking at the 'invisible person' who was still holding his face and smirking, thinking to himself, there will probably be many 'small' in a while mate', right?

The tears in my heart flow silently.

It said, when the host knew the attributes of the spirit sea, how could the smile be so abnormal. Now it knows why.

Whose host will be like its neurotic host?

The spiritual sea that comes standard with potential seeds is made into a monster shelter. Obviously, the spiritual power is not too high, and the spiritual sea is not particularly difficult to break. Normally, if the house is too fragile, isn't it strengthening the defense? It's such a god-like operation to actually put a bunch of monsters in his fragile house.

And this unfortunate system has become a watchdog so inexplicably.

Have you been paid?

Is there no control over the system?

As Qingchuan writes more and more books, more and more 'guests' appear. He is very picky, most of the ghosts can't get into his eyes, they can be solved according to the methods in the book, and if they can't be solved, they will be locked up after taking pictures. How to say, he made it, he has to be responsible.

At first he was hesitant to take a ghost taxi, it was a means of transportation. Later, he thought that it can only appear on rainy nights, the limitations are too strong, and the taxis of this era are too outdated, he doesn't like it. So after hesitating for a while, he took the oil and followed the rut to find the main body and set it on fire.

The third contained monster is the Sand Maiden.

The sand girl whose whole body is covered with yellow sand is small, only ten centimeters long, and can be immune to all physical attacks, as well as non-physical attacks such as water, fire, and lightning. Its attributes are also relatively special, non-evil attributes, and it is a kind of monster formed in the desert, so Qingchuan's light is also ineffective against it.

The sand woman is gentle, but it has the ability of 'thirst', 'sandification', and 'curse', the sand woman will evaporate the water around her, and can put any 'non-essential' that her fingers touch. The plant' turns into a handful of yellow sand, and all individuals standing within 100 meters of it automatically lose blood.

If there is inexplicable sand in the house, there is inexplicably less water, and the whole family is inexplicably sick, it may be here, and it likes to stay in places with many plants. But after she stayed, the plants withered due to lack of water, even the cacti could not escape.

Qingchuan found it on the balcony, where there are many vegetables. He signed a contract with it using a huge room full of plants as bait.

In the room of the spirit sea, the plants are always prosperous, and the space of the room can be expanded at will.

Not all ghosts will form, there is a big premise - many people are willing to believe it exists. Therefore, many ghosts and ghosts formed are closely related to life. They are a manifestation of various phobias of human beings. In fact, the sand girl is not included in this list.

Qingchuan never thought that there would be a sand girl when she first discovered sand in her house.

Until I saw the yellow sand villain happily rolling in the cabbage on the balcony.

It seems that because of its appearance, it provides the best reason for many people who raise any plants to die - "It's not that I can't raise it well, because I was taken care of by the sand girl."

So inexplicably, Sha·Beigu·nu became prosperous.

Qingchuan is also a prolific writer. It has been more than nine months since he started writing, and he has two types of topics, and the quality is not reduced, so his income is very high.

The average monthly income is about 7,000, which can be called a high income in this era.

Many temptations came to the door. Someone invited him to the party. If it was in the literati circle, he went there. Otherwise, he said he had no time to rush the article. When he met a beautiful girl, he said he was a celibate. When encountering a salesman, he said that he did not like a too materialistic life. It was as smooth as a loach, without the playful face of a young man of this age.

It was his heart to buy a house.

Because the neighbors are so enthusiastic, Qingchuan has been able to adapt to the life surrounded by various emotions, but recently their emotions are really too intense. Envy and jealousy are common, as well as admiration and worship, greed, murderous intentions... Evil human nature is just around the corner.

He is not afraid, but his family is afraid.

The savings of Qingchuan is not enough in the eyes of the rich, and it is impossible to buy a luxury house in the rich area, so I finally bought a high-rise apartment with a mortgage and paid off the rest in three years money. This apartment is 88 square meters and comes with two small balconies.

The Gu family fell in love at first sight. The high-rise building with elevator, newly built, overlooks the night view very beautifully, and you can see the port from a distance.

For the Gu family, who have shrunk in a small house, the new house is large and beautiful, and the design is very reasonable. There is one large bedroom and two small bedrooms. The study function, leaving one room for grandma and younger sister, and one for younger brother.

There are two toilets, one with a bathroom, the other is very small, less than two square meters, only a toilet and a mini sink. The balcony for washing and drying clothes is curved, and the master bedroom also has a small balcony. There is a living room with large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the kitchen and dining room are also beautiful.

"I didn't expect Grandma to live in such a house in her lifetime. Damn, you left too early to enjoy the blessing of the child." Grandma cried while holding their Dad's tablet. The previous house has been rented out, and the rent is 80 yuan a month. After paying one year, people have already moved in.

She quit her previous job and cleans toilets in nightclubs. It's not good to talk about it, for fear of affecting her son's reputation and making them laugh at great writers for having a mother who cleans toilets. Seeing that she couldn't be idle, Qingchuan thought that she did a good job in pastry, so he rented a shop for her to do business. Now that the Independent Commission Against Corruption has come out, he thinks that life will slowly get better in the future.

The rent of that shop is 120 per month. Because the rent of the old house is partly offset, so grandma can accept it and will not be too distressed.

"Brother, can I invite my classmates to play?" The little girl pulled Qingchuan's clothes.

"Yes."

The little girl blushed with excitement.

Qingchuan, who lived alone in a courtyard of more than 1,000 square meters in her last life, was the most calm. The hardcover room he bought has his own furniture, and there are not too many things that need to be added, most of which are electrical appliances. After a little finishing, you can invite relatives and friends to have a relocation wine.

The aunt was very active and enthusiastic. The aunt took Qingchuan's hand and said "our son", more than kissing her own son.

Qingchuan's father's line has no relatives here, they are all in the mainland, and the same is true for the mother's line, so a table at home is enough.

Even if he buys a house and moves, it doesn't affect Qingchuan's creation. Sometimes he really has no inspiration, so he opens a virtual classroom and thinks about it for eight hours a night, and usually he can find some direction. Others don't know that he has a plug-in, but they only see that he is eloquent, envy, jealous, and hateful.

Some people suspect that he hired someone to write for him, but he has no background and is a poor boy with no name. In addition to the things written by the same person, you can still see the similarities in style, and there are many words and habits, which also indicate that it is the work of one person, and everyone has to believe that there are really natural talents in this world.

After becoming famous, there will be more communication. Whether Qingchuan is willing or not, seniors from a circle are always going to visit. I didn't know each other at first, so it was not easy to come to the door casually. Later, an intermediary said that Mr. XX had expressed his appreciation for Qingchuan, a newcomer.

Of course, not in front of Qingchuan, but since the other party has this intention, he will take the initiative, very formally, first send a visiting post, make an appointment for a specific time, and then come to the door.

He ordered a well-fitting suit at a high price, took out twelve points of care, and passed.

In this way, if he has worshipped the pier, he is recognized.

This old gentleman is an enthusiastic person, and he introduced some people to him, in addition to authors, editors, cartoonists, reporters and editor-in-chief of newspapers, and even directors and popular stars in the film and television industry. The characters greatly expanded Qingchuan's social circle.

He seems to be very optimistic about Qingchuan's future. Of course, this is also because Qingchuan only writes about horror and reasoning, which does not overlap with the fields that the old man is good at.

Some directors expressed their appreciation for his work, and they wanted to shoot. Qingchuan smiled and turned the topic around. He hadn't decided whether to remake the movie or not. Many technologies in this era are too outdated. The reasoning type is fine, but the horror type is difficult to make the feeling he wants.

The director is a gentleman. Seeing that he changed the subject, he knew that he had not thought about it well, nor did he force it. Just whispered to him that there was a club leader who seemed to have a crush on him and wanted to shoot. If he doesn't want to, get ready sooner.

He is a young genius with great potential. Many people admire him. If he wants, he can cooperate with those consortiums.

Associations are notoriously ugly. People are unscrupulous in the society, and the consortium has to do at least some superficial work. If you let the community take it, if nothing else, the copyright fee will definitely be very little or no. They made movies for money laundering, not sincere.

He is not afraid of clubs, his wife's family is a branch of a financial group, and that person doesn't dare to trouble him.

At this time, Qingchuan had no idea about the blatant madness of the club, so after thinking about it, he still refused.

Qingchuan doesn't like to go out at night, sometimes he sees groups of gangsters on the street, and he doesn't feel nervous. Robbery, backhand beat.

When people talk about how a certain club is, in fact, he has no concept.

Sometimes I think of the chopping of fingers, pouring cement, burying them alive in the TV drama clubs...and there is no fluctuation in my heart. To be honest, for a professional butcher, this is nothing. So a van suddenly drove out from the roadside, a few people jumped out of the car, grabbed him and stuffed it into the back seat of the car, Qingchuan was not afraid at all.

He even had time to think about the episodes of TV shows he had seen.

After watching the kidnapping for so many years, it can be considered that it is real.

Qingchuan is very good and cooperative. When people want to tie him, he will take the initiative to stretch out his hands. When people say it's quiet, he really doesn't cry or make trouble. The kidnappers were probably stunned when they met such a cooperative person for the first time.

"Brother, we won't tie the wrong person, right? This, this is a fool."

With a snap, the eldest brother gave the yellow-haired younger brother a slap, "You are stupid. Mr. Gu, our boss wants to discuss a business with you, but things are a little sudden, if it goes well, we promise Send it back as it is. You are a great writer, so it's not worth it to get hurt by this, you see, let's all calm down, I've loosened your bond for you now, how about you sit here?"

He smiled at Qing Chuan, and he could still see some kindness in his face.

"Okay." Qing Chuan smiled and stretched out his hand to let the other party untie the rope. He turned his wrist and twisted it, looking out of the corner of his eyes at the receding scenery outside the car window, "Where are we going? If it's far away, can you let me say goodbye to the family? If they don't go back, they won't feel at ease."

He said no, "Mr. Gu, don't worry, I will send you back before dark. We are also reasonable, and we can't let you go home if we can't agree. Our boss, the most talkative Daoyi, he likes your book very much and has read it several times."

"Really? Have you read my book?"

“See.”

"Which one do you like?"

The other party reported a name, which is a ghost story that is not scary at all, written last year.

At that time it was a stock market crash, many people went bankrupt, and from time to time they heard news of who jumped off the building. In their building, there was a young lady whose savings for more than ten years had turned into a heap of ash. He saw her once when he went out to buy vegetables, and heard the news of her jumping off the building two days later.

It is against this background that the article was born. It is about a young man who failed to invest in stocks and jumped off a building with a bottle of wine. As a result, there was an old man on the roof who was sweeping the floor. He was familiar and warm-hearted. The two of them talked a lot, and the old man kept comforting him. It didn't matter if the young man failed for a while, it was not too late to start over. Three times during the period, the young man almost gave up and jumped off the building.

But in the end, he thought that he was now penniless, his house was mortgaged, and his girlfriend was gone.

But if you really face the feeling of flying at a high speed, you generally regret it, and the same is true for young people.

He saw an old man appear in front of him, the old man who was on the rooftop, pulled him up, but he fell down.

"You're young, don't say die, you can live happily until you are ninety years old."

The young man woke up and found himself sleeping on the roof of the building, surrounded by empty wine bottles, but there was no old man, and when I asked the people downstairs, they said there was no such person here, as if everything was wrong is his dream. I dreamed of an old man, I dreamed that I jumped off the building, I dreamed that I regretted it.

When he returned home, he no longer wanted to jump off the building. When he died, there was really no hope at all.

After more than a month, news came from my hometown that my grandfather in the mainland passed away, and there is a black and white posthumous photo in the letter. The young man was stunned when he saw the posthumous photo. It was the old man on the rooftop who persuaded him to look at the time of death, wasn't it that day?

His father cried with the photo, saying that there was a Taoist priest in his hometown who had calculated it for his grandfather, and he could live to be ninety years old, but why would he die at seventy.

The story ends here.

This story is neither scary nor exciting, but it brings a little hope to many bankrupt people. If money is gone, they can still make money, but if people are gone, the family should be more worried.

The street scenery on both sides became more and more prosperous, and then I came to a commercial area with many restaurants and stopped in front of a big hotel. The big brother got out of the car first, raised his hand, and made a 'please' gesture, "Mr. Gu, please this way."

Obviously it was kidnapping, but he was making this gesture outside at the moment, as if he was an invited guest. This person looks like a butcher, but his mind is very delicate and his emotional intelligence is not low.

Qingchuan also laughed and got out of the car generously, treating himself as a guest.

They turned left and right and came to a private room.

"Mr. Gu, here, please."

Qing Chuan stared at the closed door, a waiter passed by, subconsciously holding his breath and hurried over, not knowing what big man was inside, such a style.

At this moment, the door opened slowly.