Chapter 793 There Is Something in the Room

Su Chen also had a little doubt.

In the picture that Tianyan saw from the man, he was as dirty and narrow streets, but in his ten -year -old, he was being blocked by people.

At that time, the onlookers only looked at it from a distance, and the expression was numb.

So when someone came out to stop, in the man's memory, his body was glowing, and his face could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, at the same street, at three or four in the morning, there were still people on the street, and the owner smiled.

Passers -by passed, and the stall owner always said with a smile, and looked very familiar.

Not far away, there were actually a group of children taking a slingshot to jar.

From time to time, exclaiming.

Farther, an old man swept the street slowly, and from time to time, he pulled out a cigarette butt from his pocket to lit, and threw it into the fight. He only enjoyed his face and was not dissatisfied.

Such a picture is very harmonious, and the opposite of violence said in Song Anhui's mouth.

It is also different from the picture in the man's memory.

Xi Meng took a deep breath.

"The breath here is really clean."

She looked at Su Chen, the meaning was obvious.

The breath is so clean, how can there be evil gods here?

Su Chen retracted his eyes: "Even in Cuicheng, the breath is not so clean."

There are thousands of people, there are always contradictions in living together. How can it be no obscure?

What's more, life and death are parting, and yin is always unavoidable.

"What's more, is it normal for children to play outside late at night?"

Xi Meng came with the spirit: "Don't say it."

"That ... how to find?"

Su Chen looked around.

In fact, most people have fallen asleep at this point.

Even on the way, even if someone is tired, it is estimated that you can fall asleep when you go home.

"Look at the face."

Xi Meng: "???"

Su Chen observed on the street for a while, followed behind a man, watching him go home.

The so -called home is actually a sheds built with various fabrics.

Su Chen and Xi Meng looked far away.

When the man saw what stacked at the door of the shed, he leaned down and looked at it, and his eyes flashed.

"Why are you again?"

"Bread milk noodle milk, and the birds are fading out of the birds, so you can't send some meat?"

A woman's dumb voice came from the shed.

"Come back? Why come back so early today?"

The man paused and bent in with something.

"I quit my job."

Women's voice gradually louder.

"Voice? Is they not paying you wages?"

"no."

"That is to deduct your salary?"

"... not."

"Did you scold you for embarrassment?"

The man silently.

"Nothing," the woman puzzled, "Why did you quit? Do you know, it's hard to find now, you still spend money to ask for talents to find this."

The man whispered: "It seems like something is good."

"What?!"

"I said, this is not a good job at all."

"Two shifts in two shifts, how many dollars a day? If you do it again, people will be abandoned!"

"Besides, I have taken care of you in the past two days, and I can't stand it."

"I can't stand it!" The woman's voice gradually louder. "I was pregnant and fainted. I wanted to rest for two days and go back to work. What happened to the night shift? The night shift can make a little more. Is there a house after a house?

"Do they still live? Why can't our children be? He has to be delicate, and he will send the orphans directly when he goes back, saving us to feed himself."

The woman was unbelievable and quickly pumped.

"What about the parents at home?"

"Don't make money, how can I send money home?"

Men are silent.

"No, Zhao Xiaoqiao, why did you suddenly become like this?"

"Do you forget how much do we have eaten here?"

"Say it, save money, go home to build a big house, and open a shop."

"Obviously we said."

Men open the bread: "Don't say, eat something first."

"I don't want to eat."

"I'm sick, I can't work if I can't get up, but what about you?"

"You have always been a master with low eyes."

"Either this, or there."

"If the community has been distributed bread milk, you will have starved to death, you still have abandoned them only to send this."

Men start to eat bread and milk.

"I talk to you, have you heard it?"

"Can't you enter the point? Know the stalls next door."

The man paused: "Solding the stall is so cheap, you can make a fart."

Woman: "Earn a knife a day, and there are more than 300 knives a year.

"Then what? Find someone back, do you know if you have a thousand in your parents."

"Is this interesting?"

Xi Meng shook his legs: "It's really boring."

"Interesting and interesting, you want to live an interesting life, but who is not icon oil and salt, not working all day? You want to be interesting, why don't you have a good tire?"

"If you have a green book, you can go out to work brightly and stay up late, do you have?"

"If you have money, do we still need to eat so much hard to cross the sea? Do you have it?"

"You didn't. You were so poor that you had to patch your pants over and over again. I finally saved some money, but you spent it right away. I don't even know where you spent it."

The man was impatient: "Here you go again, bringing up old things all day long. Do you have any fun?"

"If you don't have any fun, we'll get divorced!"

The quarrel began to escalate.

The woman began to fight and slam things, and the man kept silent.

Su Chen saw that a trace of bad luck was spreading in the shed.

But before it floated out, it suddenly turned around and was pulled over by something and quickly disappeared.

The smell in the shed was clean again.

The woman who was fighting and slamming things calmed down now.

"Forget it, I'm tired and don't want to care about it."

"It's so late, take a rest, and we'll talk tomorrow if you have anything to say."

The man nodded: "Okay."

Xi Meng looked at Su Chen: "There's something in that room."

Su Chen nodded.

Something that can absorb bad luck.

And it seems to affect people's minds, allowing them to calm down for a short time.

Xi Meng couldn't wait for the lights in the shed to go out, so she went in.

Su Chen hurriedly followed, and cast an illusion before the couple could react.

Seeing that they were not startled by Xi Meng, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you afraid of?!"

Xi Meng saw a Bible in the corner of the shed, and curiously picked it up and flipped through it.

"If you are seen, knock it out. After you faint, you will sleep."

She sniffed the book and threw it to Su Chen with disdain: "Is it this? I don't smell anything."

Su Chen observed it with his eyes and shook his head.

"Then... this?" Xi Meng turned out a pen refill.

Su Chen continued to shake his head.

Xi Meng quickly turned the shed upside down.

"Why is it not? Are you accurate in your judgment? If not, how about you calculate it?"

"It can't be this cloth?"

Xi Meng pointed to the tarpaulin made of patched old clothes.

Su Chen still shook his head.

"It's neither this nor that. Could it be the dirt under my feet?"

Su Chen hesitated and turned his eyes to the bag the man had brought in.

There was also a loaf of bread and a pack of milk in the bag.