MTL - Unique Legend-v5 Chapter 9 Fuzzy memory

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I have an ancient memory.

It seems to be mine and it's not mine.

In my memory is a large old house with a hoarse swing hanging under an old tree.

Is that really my own memory?

You do n’t ascend to heaven or go to hell, so I have a hard time doing things. I looked at my watch. It was too late. No wonder the spirit was not very good.

I can accept the offer of ascension. Uncle puts his eyes into the rotten brain, and the quotient who you asked to build will give me three worships each year. I will let their company have an incident once if they do n’t pay a visit.

Well, this suggestion is very pertinent and taken for granted. If the uncle was killed by them, it is normal for them to make some compensation.

But usually according to the plot, is the other party willing?

I don't think they will. The dean quickly helped me make a good conclusion. The client knew at a glance that he was not a good communicator, not to mention that he would be kind to help someone who jumped off the building for some reason, unless ...

Except what?

I have a bad feeling that a senior is inciting others to do bad things.

Tomorrow I will advise him on what you said, but I do n’t think they will agree 100%. If you do n’t get the message after tomorrow, please trouble you from tomorrow to take three meals a day at their construction site. No one dares. Work, I think he will soon compromise.

Sure enough, it's an idea.

The senior stared at me. If you have the skills, you would like to propose a tripartite solution.

Seriously, I really can't think of a better way. Because according to the uncle's point of view, the construction company was indeed harmful and miserable, and he made reasonable compensation.

But what if the construction company finds someone else to drive him out? I remember that there are still many people in the world called Taoist and **** Warlocks. It is impossible that they will really obey us?

Rest assured, I will make them unmovable. The senior smiled evil.

Basically, I suspect that he is not just because of his uncle's relationship, he may want to help the beast to pay a price, and arrange the people who build the company by the way.

OK, I will do as you say.

Uncle Li Gui slowly faded his face, but if the last thing is not the same as what I did, I will curse you to death ...

whatever.

As soon as the senior discourse stopped, the uncle disappeared without a trace.

Is this really okay? I have a little doubt, it feels like I haven't finished the work.

Generally speaking, this type of processing is sufficient to this extent. What we want to pursue is balance, not the overall victory of the client. The senior slowly took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, with a square stamp on it. The rest depends on how the construction company solves it. The power is not in our hands, but in them; Too many words, beware of bad handling, you will get resentment from both sides.

That's right.

The piece of yellow paper disappeared immediately after it fell to the ground. I noticed that the perimeter of the site seemed to light up a bit, and then disappeared again.

that's it.

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Unconsciously, I found that the surrounding wind and rain seemed to have a reduced feeling, because I didn't have direct contact in the enchantment, so I was not so sure.

By the way, what happened to the thing you thought about just now?

The senior turned around, and it seemed that he had no plans to go home to ask questions for the time being.

what? I just thought about a lot of things, and suddenly asked me where I can answer ...

But then again, it seems that most of them are messy things.

I just felt very clearly ... there is an old house or something, a bit clear picture. The senior also looked at me inexplicably.

Oh, it was that thing.

Actually, I do n’t know too much. It seems that I have lived there before, when I was very young, but my mother could n’t remember the exact location, maybe it was found when I moved out I do n’t know about the place. I shrugged, and I don't think I am too big in memory, who will remember things when I was young.

However, I did have a very deep impression on that house.

Let's hear it. The senior student sat back on the steel bars again, and it was clear that he was curious about that house.

I looked around, and barely found a large iron bucket to sit on as a chair. You know that standing for a night is also bad.

Speaking of that old house ...

In my memory, there is really only the impression outside that house. There is a vine swing on the old tree that shakes with the wind.

I don't even have a faint memory of what's in the room.

How long ago was it?

I remember someone committing suicide in front of that house, but I don't remember who it was. Strange to say, in general, that memory should be remembered clearly. I only remember this thing, and all other memories about the house are not there. I forget that it seems to be a relative. One day I was outside the house myself. When he was playing, he said something beside me. After a while, I stood up and he hanged himself.

The senior narrowed his eyes. What happened later?

later?

I have no impression.

By the way, what happened later?

I do n’t even know what's next for such a big thing! ?

It seems that the old house may have lived a very extraordinary character. Before I thought about it, the senior suddenly sneered on his own, and it really felt a little hairy in the middle of the night.

What character? As far as I remember, that seems to be the home of a relative?

I'm not so sure.

Just go home and ask Mom.

Do you think I know what the owner looks like if I know what the house looks like? Tossing it coldly.

Uh, I think it's unlikely.

But according to what you said, I think that house may also have some kind of character, so you don't remember what happened there. The senior student started to tell me this lightly. Generally speaking, there is only one explanation for this situation, which is deliberate memory blur.

Ambiguous memory?

Do we have such amazing relatives?

Is there a way to recover? I don't know why, I was mindful of this when I was told by the senior.

What exactly is in that house?

Why do I suddenly remember it?

Well mind.

This kind of thing is not my exclusive scope, I suggest you should go to a medical class, so I hope it will be a bit bigger. However, since the other party will leave a little impression for you, it means that he hopes that you can go back to him by following the memory clues if necessary. In this way, it may not be too difficult to restore memory. Thinking about the possibility, the senior analyzed it and told me so.

When it comes to medical classes, the first thing I think of is meow, and I don't know if she can do it.

Mi Kezhen's main project is to treat injuries, and the analysis department you are looking for in the medical class will handle it better.

Is there a medical department?

I'm sorry I can't see that small place can hold so many people ... even the department has a part ...

The medical class on our campus is not only responsible for the students in our school, but also responsible for supporting the work of the robe-level union. Therefore, the medical class is a large group. The health room you saw last time is only a small corner. For campus students, in addition, their main activity building is not over there. If there is time, I will take you there to visit.

It sounds like a medical class ...

However, I also found one thing. It seems that there is external cooperation in everything in our school.

Because the founder of the school has a great face ... the senior murmured, but I think he is more like talking to himself than talking to me.

Having said that, I also discovered that I didn't know the name of the founder of the school at all.

Strictly speaking, I don't even know who the principal is, and some cadres at the school don't know.

I am so poor as a student.

Who founded the school? Now that I'm talking, I shouldn't be too much to continue asking, because I'm really interested in people who can start this ghost school.

If he were either Martian or Pluto.

The senior looked at me and hummed twice. There were three founders of atlantis. Currently, he is temporarily hiding behind the scenes and does not interfere with the operation of the school. He only participates in major decisions. As for the kind of things that the principal and vice president do not have, the management of the entire college is operated and managed by the school's administrative center. Below it are subdivided into places such as the accounting department, sales department, personnel department, etc., which belong to one hundred rights Management approach.

It sounds more like an organization than a school.

But it seems that some schools are managed like this, right?

Because we weren't like this before, I'm not sure.

Which three founders are alive?

I thought that as long as the school, the founder should have died only a bone.

No one knows the age of the founders, but I can tell you that the school is at least 100 years old, and the three are already well-known at that time.

It turned out that our school was founded by a thousand-year-old fairy. No wonder I said that such an abnormal school can get it.

Senior, I think you seem quite clear about the founder. The feeling he gave me was that he was familiar with the founder, so he avoided the point very skillfully.

Huh ... are you familiar? The senior was sneering again.

I'm sure they are absolutely familiar, because the senior's sneer expression is very weird.

And I also discovered that I might be asking what I shouldn't.

I have something to do with them, but not as familiar as you think. Glancing at me, the senior stood up, OK, the chat time is over, it's time to go back to bed. He opened his hands to the ground, and the instant transfer flashed on the ground.

Can I explain his behavior as evading the answer?

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Just as I was preparing to step into the circle, I smelled a smell.

A nightmare stench that made my whole body hairy.

The transfer array disappeared to the ground immediately.

Come on, Chu. The senior grabbed my arm and hurried to the second floor of the construction site. And as soon as we ran, the enchantment suddenly all unraveled. The wind and rain came with a huge sound of horses being demolished. I was sprayed with semi-wet rain and the senior was not much better.

I followed the senior to hide under a window on the second floor, and then quietly watched the movement outside the window.

Give me the talisman. The senior extended his hand to me, and I immediately pulled out the mutant red amulet and gave it to him.

I saw him silently stick the talisman on the ground, and then drew a few shapes that I couldn't understand. The eyes on the talisman made two rounds of movement and immediately calmed down, without moving.

Don't make a sound. The senior put his index finger on his lips and told me so quietly.

I nodded quickly.

The smell was getting stronger and stronger, reminding me of a bunch of dead fish-eye zombies came to me one day before I came to school to find out what happened when I was blown up by a big bomb and destroyed a park.

They taste the same and smell the same.

The first source of odor appeared outside the window, just outside the fence at the construction site, although the sky was entirely dark, I do n’t know why that thing was clearly visible.

A gray-eyed man was walking in a strange posture, as if he had no strength in his hands or feet. He was dragging his limbs with his entire body.

Then gradually, more came out later.

Strangely, it was a typhoon day, and I actually smelled the smell very clearly, as if the wind and rain could not wash it away.

That thing came in a large group after another, walking like a parade, I do n’t know how many there are, but I think it should break through a hundred, right?

The senior frowned, his expression was a little weird, and then he dragged me over to him.

There was a little bit of noise slowly coming from the typhoon. It seemed to be the sound of a bell, or a cheap ten-dollar bell. It wasn't very nice at all. The whole sound was very messy, and it was a little mixed. Get a headache.

At the back, another group of gray-eyed zombies appeared, but this time they carried something on their hands, they felt like some kind of sedan chair, and also a little like the kind of Japanese shrine. .

The sedan was covered with black cloth, and it was not wet in the rain.

This is a parade that is not good at a glance.

Something bad happened, and that weird team stopped in front of the construction site. Then I saw a bunch of gray eyes starting to fire on the construction site, as if trying to see what was inside.

Are you looking for us?

Enigma is not out of the scope of what I allow. The senior was next to me, and stretched out his left hand and pressed softly on the amulet's eyes.

The palm of his hand did not leave, but I could see that there was a vibration under the talisman. After a while, the talisman emitted a faint red light, and then stopped.

The large grey-eyed group outside suddenly made a loud noise after a few seconds.

I saw a grey-eyed running car in front of the runway. I opened my mouth and didn't know what to say. I couldn't understand them at all, not a word.

But it looked like he was shaking his head desperately, as if he was talking about nothing.

Then, the sedan chair was lifted again, and slowly left the other side of the construction site.

I don't know how long after that, it seems that for ten minutes, the senior took his hands slowly, and I saw that the amulet below had closed his eyes, and then turned his head, and the senior's face was sweating.

Let them go for the time being. Passed the amulet back to me, and the senior wiped away the sweat on his face, but fortunately they didn't find us here. Then he took out his cell phone and quickly sent a text message.

That is…? I always feel that there is something in the sedan chair. I just didn't notice it because I was too nervous. Now I noticed that I was sweating.

The senior turned around and looked at me with his red se eyes. That was the first subordinate of Bi Shen's evil ghost king. He never appeared in the human world. I think it was directed towards ... what came from it. Can't get rid of it. Then he stood up and quickly moved the ground down. I have already contacted the union. They will have action immediately. Before that, we will go back and stay here. If they return, there will be danger. .

I think so, it should be not only dangerous, but very dangerous.

A drop of blood red se dripped from the left palm of the senior and fell on the transfer array with a faint light.

Senior, are you hurt? I immediately pulled his hand and turned it over, there was a blood hole on it, and the whole flesh looked a little scary.

But isn't this hand the one who just manipulated the amulet?

Minor injuries, go back and talk. He pulled back his hand and dragged me in to move him into the array.

The whole area lit up, and I knew I would be home soon.

But I can't understand why the men of that evil spirit keep running around in our world?

It scared me and my classmates last time.

what the hell?

Bi Shen's evil ghost king has already taken action. I think it's better to watch out recently. Around the hands, the senior was lost in thought, and his serious face was serious.

So I am sorry to bother him and tell him that we are home.

Suddenly I was a little curious about the appearance of the evil king.

Although I have seen one in the grave last time, I think there are some differences between Zombie Resurrection and **. But I think I should be scared to heart palsy at the scene, so this article will end.

So it is safer to look at the pictures.

I think, maybe you can borrow relevant books in the library.

Looking at the clock on the table, it happened to be past twelve o'clock.

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