Chapter 3: graveyard, discourse, set card game.

Forty minutes later, Xiaochi Chi's destination was reached.

A car to see the "North Mang Cemetery" four big words, and then refer to the surrounding dark and windy environment, the system in front of a black.

He said warily, "What are you doing?"

Xiaochi Chi pulled the handbrake and turned off the engine, looked into the rearview mirror of the sleeping Baihua Yang, and smiled grimly: "Hey, hey, hey."

System: "......"

Xiaochi Chi asked, "Excuse me, how much goodwill does it cost to exchange a razor blade?"

The system is expressionless: "Alarm is free."

Xiaochi Chi : "No blades, wire is fine."

System: "......?"

Xiaochi Chi looked at the cemetery gate: "Forget it, it's not necessary."

Xiaochi Chi did not do anything to Baihua Yang.

He got out of the car and stood in the direction of the cemetery for a while in the cold wind, seemingly in deep thought.

This is certainly not that "born in Suhang, buried at Bei Mang" the famous funeral feng shui treasure, but is hanging a look-alike sheep's head selling dog meat. The iron gate is hung with a large rusty copper lock, overgrown with barren grass, the large bronze word "Mang" has fallen off half of the side, leaving only a lone right ear.

Xiaochi Chi took off his down jacket, placed it on the front hood, took a few steps back facing the gate, leaving enough room to accelerate, and then headed straight for the metal gate.

He seems to be quite familiar with the work of turning over the door, jumping up at a distance of three steps from the iron door, a foot accurately landed on the iron door railings carved out of the rusty iron flowers, the right hand in the moment to grab the brass "North", right as a buffer, the other foot followed immediately, stepped on the iron door directly above the horizontal door railings, a light leap, and successfully sent himself to the iron door The other side.

Xiaochi Chi moves his ankle after landing.

System: "It's okay."

Xiaochi Chi frowned, "It's a little numb."

The system said nothing, connected to his neurons, silently re-routed his numb tendons, and the soreness and numbness was instantly lifted.

Xiaochi Chi eeked and stomped her foot, thinking, "Recovering quite quickly.

He didn't think much of it, and after he slowed down, he stepped into the barren grass as high as the tombstone.

The system asks, "What are you doing here?"

He was quite afraid of Xiaochi Chi said, I came to step on the spot.

Fortunately, Xiaochi Chi's answer was quite normal: "To find someone."

The system got curious: "Looking for who?"

Xiaochi Chi didn't answer, but stepped over a weed that had burst through a brick crack.

The grass lacks moisture in winter, and it is unusually loud when you step on it.

Using his cell phone for illumination, he ignored a tightly arranged beehive of tombstones and walked straight to his target.

Soon, he stood still.

The cell phone fluorescence fell on a stone cheap tombstone on which the name engraved was Wang Yuanzhao, born in 1952, died in 1992 at the age of 40.

Xiaochi Chi plucked away the weeds and ash that were clinging to the tombstone, saluted the tombstone for a moment, and then turned to leave along the same path.

The system tentatively asks, "What is he to you?"

Xiaochi Chi replied, "I don't know."

System: "......"

Xiaochi Chi added, "Fortunately, I don't know them."

System: "?"

Xiaochi Chi took off his down jacket to make it easier to open the door, and a black waist-length sweater outlined the beautiful lines of the waist and abdomen.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets to keep warm, and his mouth slowly bubbled white air outward as he spoke: "...... You said that the world line of the first world would be close to the world I originally lived in in order to facilitate the mission."

...... system seems to understand something.

He remembered reading in the scan of the new host's profile that Xiaochi Chi's place of origin was the same as the city.

Xiaochi Chi added, "It's a coincidence that ...... is both called Beimang Cemetery and the layout is exactly the same."

...... But the person buried in the tomb was not the person he was looking for.

Xiaochi Chi took a cigarette out of his pocket, fished out his lighter, and analyzed, "In this world line, it's possible that Lou is still alive."

The system did not know who "he" was, but thoughtfully did not ask: "Are you going to find him?"

The system is a bit worried that Xiaochi Chi will not just focus on his own personal business and delay the main task.

After all, only during the novice tutorial session, the total system will provide the host with a world line close to the original world for practice.

After the newbie tutorial, what strange and weird world line will be available, if you want to find a certain person, after this village will not have this store.

"I'm not looking." Xiaochi Chi, who was surprisingly clear-headed, replied, "They're having a good time, and they don't know me, so why should I look for them."

At this point, Xiaochi Chi stopped talking, and the system didn't ask any more questions.

Xiaochi Chi raised his hand to block the wind and tried to light the cigarette. But when the fire was about to start the cigarette, he put the lighter away.

The system asks, "No more smoking?"

Xiaochi Chi said, "Yuan Cheng has been raising her voice for so long, I can't let me ruin it."

The system said nothing and adjusted the warmth mode upward by half a degree from just now.

Xiaochi Chi returned to the car with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, his body was not blown through by the cold wind, still warm.

He thought, "This young master is in good health and has quite a firepower.

With that in mind, Xiaochi Chi started the car with the filter in his mouth, left the cemetery and drove slowly home.

As he passed a soymilk store, Xiaochi Chi stopped his car and hid his cigarettes back in his pocket.

Before driving to pick up Baihua Yang, Xiaochi Chi looked at Yuan Cheng's schedule for the day, which included a trip to Sun's Soy Milk Shop to buy soy milk for his family.

The handmade soy milk is stone-ground and has a delicate taste, which Baihua Yang likes.

After Yuan Cheng and Baihua Yang got together, they drank at many breakfast stores with him and decided on his favorite flavor of soymilk, but gradually forgot that they didn't like soymilk in the first place.

Xiaochi Chi also doesn't like soy milk, so naturally she won't condescend.

He bought himself a green bean porridge and Baihua Yang two cups of soy milk.

While waiting for the package, Xiaochi Chi hopefully asked the system, "How much goodwill can he get from drinking these two cups of soy milk?"

System: "......"

This sounded almost like a discussion on how to raise pigs scientifically.

However, Xiaochi Chi is adjusting well and it seems that the cemetery incident did not affect him too much.

When Xiaochi Chi returned to the car, the effect of the hypnosis card had passed and Baihua Yang was awake and fiddling with his phone in the back seat.

Yuan Cheng's smiling eyes curved and he shook the two cups of soy milk in his hand: "I'm afraid of being hungry after waking up, both cups are bought for you. Later on, we will go to the front to buy some small buns and eat something good."

Baihua Yang was deducted 13 points of goodwill from her eyes when she opened them, and her attitude towards Yuan Cheng was light, but when she smelled the fragrance of soy milk, her heart warmed up, and when she saw Yuan Cheng's clean smile, her goodwill rose by three points: "Good boy."

Xiaochi Chi said to the system, "Look, 62 points, passing."

System: "...... to be a bit of a pursuit."

He felt like an old father, facing his foolish son who was complacent after just passing the exam.

Xiaochi Chi said, "Let's celebrate with fireworks."

The system says, "Stop it."

Xiaochi Chi said, "All right. Give me some sugar in my mung bean porridge, I forgot to add it earlier."

The system was a bit desperate, "Mr. Chi, what do you take the goodwill of the mission target for?"

Xiaochi Chi justifiably said, "When the points ah. You said you could cash it before I did."

System: "......"

He suddenly regretted letting Xiaochi Chi know about the existence of the warehouse exchange system.

The system used 1 point of goodwill value to mix a small half spoon of sugar from the warehouse, evened it into the soft-packed hot porridge, and stirred it with a sense of responsibility.

Baihua Yang in the backseat was watching Yuan Cheng in the rearview mirror, wanting to say something and then stopping.

Xiaochi Chi let him dwell on it for a while before he looked concerned: "Lao Yang, what's wrong? Are you seasick?"

Baihua Yang has made up her mind.

He leaned forward and asked, "Have you been busy lately?"

"Busy. It's been busy."

That said, Yuan Cheng's voice is full of vitality from the inside out and is full of pouting.

Baihua Yang asked him, "How's the song coming along?"

Yuan Cheng wanted to talk about it, but he knew that Baihua Yang was a capital letter technician who had little interest in his profession, so he swallowed his words: "I'm writing lyrics."

Baihua Yang said, "Xiao Cheng, I want to discuss something with you."

"Go ahead."

Baihua Yang said, "My parents and my third sister are coming next week. You are busy writing songs now, and my three sisters may have to bring their children, so it would be bad if they disturb you."

Xiaochi Chi analyzed the system with gusto: "See, this is driving me away."

The system did not speak.

Xiaochi Chi's statement is not a wild assumption. At this point in time, Baihua Yang had not yet come out to her family.

To be precise, until he married a beautiful Chinese girl, no one except Baihua Yang's parents and his cousin Yan Xiao knew that Baihua Yang was once gay.

In the original world line, even as big-hearted as the original owner, also know Baihua Yang this excuse is not beautiful.

The two of them were already having a bad time because of Yuan Cheng's brother's car delivery. Yuan Cheng complained that "I'm so shameful", and they had a few arguments, and Baihua Yang even went to sleep on the sofa at night.

The next morning, Yuan Cheng rolled onto the couch wrapped in a blanket and took the initiative to make up with Baihua Yang.

He cupped his phone and snuggled up to Baihua Yang's chest and said, "Look, I'm going to stay at my classmate's house next week for a week. Don't be mad at me."

When Xiaochi Chi received the information from the world line and saw this paragraph, he thought, "Little comrade, you are not a mallet.

If you have a grievance, of course, you can express, but to express, also have to be a way and means.

Yuan Cheng paused and did not respond at the first opportunity.

Baihua Yang felt slightly uneasy and watched Yuan Cheng's expression in the rearview mirror.

Soon Yuan Cheng grinned, showing a row of white teeth: "Yes."

His tail finger gently rubbed on the steering wheel holster: "Mom and Dad definitely do not want to stay in a hotel, too expensive. The condition of the guest house near our home is poor, they came all the way here, let them use the public toilet, even 24-hour hot water is not guaranteed, it is not good."

After saying so much in one breath, he raised his eyes to Baihua Yang in the rearview mirror and smiled lightly, with a full of comfort.

The window's warm yellow streetlight slid past his cheeks in just the right way.

"But the house is only one room, when Mom and Dad sleep in the master bedroom, you sleep on the sofa, is it also necessary to prepare two air beds for the third sister and the third sister's child?"

After a few moments of thought, he looked up again to Baihua Yang in the rearview mirror for advice.

But only one sentence of work, Yuan Cheng eyes vaguely red, under the eyes of the fog brakes, by the window light a shake, bright amazing.

Realizing that he had lost his temper, Yuan Cheng immediately averted his eyes and coughed, as if trying to cover something up.

Baihua Yang's heart palpitated: "...... Xiao Cheng."

Realizing that he had been discovered, Yuan Cheng, helpless, raised his eyes again and focused on Baihua Yang, squinting his eyes and smiling gently, indicating that he was fine.

Being looked at by such a pair of eyes, Baihua Yang's heart was going to melt.

...... Yuan Cheng is aware of his own difficulties, knows that he is not ready to show his parents, so he is obviously sad, but still trying to accommodate himself.

A twinge of guilt wrapped itself around Baihua Yang's heart.

Baihua Yang said, "Xiao Cheng, I'll find a hotel for you to stay."

Yuan Cheng did not refuse, with a little nasal pout, "Well. I want to stay in the best, five-star."

Baihua Yang was amused and matched him by saying, "Yes, yes, yes, five stars."

The system was surprised.

This show is a true one-shot.

Xiaochi Chi's micro-expressions are amazingly well coordinated, even the changes in light and shadow outside the car window are used to the best of his ability.

If this were a film set, his expression would be perfect no matter what camera position he was captured from.

The system had a quick scan of Xiaochi Chi's profile and knew that he was an actor with a modeling background and a lot of pink and black before he came to wear it.

26 years old, a model, in the mire of pink, Xiaochi Chi should be a star who is a face-sucker, not an actress.

But that doesn't seem to be the case.

The system decided to take some time to study more about Xiaochi Chi so as to end the break-in period as soon as possible and improve the efficiency of task completion.

Compared to other systems, 061 has always been very efficient when doing tasks.

And Xiaochi Chi had a very rewarding performance.

He said gratefully, "System, system, good feeling has gone up 15 points, and regret value has gone up 6 points."

The system also received a series of prompts, "Well, go for it."

Xiaochi Chi : "The usual rules, redeem a card,"

System: "......" This is where the old rule comes in.

Xiaochi Chi : "15 points can cash what card? ...... forget it, go back to the warehouse information sent to me at night, I turn myself."

System: "...... hmm."

Xiaochi Chi asked again, "Can I take the unused cards to the next world?"

System: "...... can."

Xiaochi Chi was even happier: "Great. How many cards are in the warehouse in total, and is there any reward if I collect the whole set?"

The system had to remind him, "Mr. Chi, we are a serious system, not a card collecting game."

Xiaochi Chi says, "I love card games. I had a card game on my old phone called 'Call of Cthulhu' and I was six short of collecting all 513 heroes."

Speaking of which, Xiaochi Chi painfully said, "...... I have this accident, I do not know how long it will take to collect."

This is really too cruel for a collecting fetish.

The system ignored him, and Xiaochi Chi shrugged unconcernedly.

Almost to our destination.

There is no free parking in the neighborhood where the two are renting.

So Xiaochi Chi parked his car on the road outside the neighborhood.

When Xiaochi Chi pulled out the car keys, he looked to the side and saw Yuan Cheng's reflection in the window.

In the natural state, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, just like a love-nourished watery seedling.

No one could have imagined that such a fast and simple youth would commit suicide by cutting his veins in a waterfront town abroad three years later because of moderate depression.