Abnormal items

"It's so pitiful. You've been here for a long time. No one comes to see you or listen to you. Don't you want to go out?"

"Kill you, and then I can get out with what you have in your hands." The old man sneered, and his six arms began to wave unconsciously.

"So what if you go out? Does anyone know you? Does anyone care about you?" Jie Zuo pulled up a chair and sat down again.

"I said..." The old man was interrupted by Jie Zuo.

"Yes, you said it. You can treat all the dirty words you say as passing words. I'm just curious. Each of us has left traces in this world, but you can only imitate the traces of others." Jie Zuona He emptied his tea bowl and looked at it.

"Who are you!" The old man stood still with a serious look on his face.

"Ha! Who do you think I am! I am Jie Zuo Da, cute and cute without a brain! Hey hey." Jie Zuo's cute actions made the old man feel a little uncomfortable, both physically and psychologically.

"Do you have any friends?"

"enough!"

"Do you have a family?"

"I've said enough!"

"You imitate the existence of others every day, and one day you disappear, will anyone remember you?"

"You can't understand what I'm saying, can you?"

"You're angry?"

"No!"

"Ghosts floating in the world, floating here and there, no one notices, no one cares!"

"I told you to shut up!!" the old man roared.

Jie Zuo suddenly stretched out his hand next to the old man, and the old man subconsciously made a "pop" in horror.

Jie Zuo withdrew his hand and looked at the old man quietly.

The old man was also stunned, looked at his hands and smiled bitterly: "Haha, I already knew this would be the ending. I guessed it from the time you came in. You... you will remember me, my name is... …”

"Bang" the fireworks were brilliant. The first two were even more brilliant.

"We still don't know its name to this day." Jie Zuo muttered to himself as he looked at the exploding "fireworks".

"No one knows his name. People in the village call him Old Man. The old man calls him and forgets his real name..." The long-lost narration sounded again, but this time it was not the old man's voice, but a middle-aged man. The voice of a young man had no emotion in it and was just narrating flatly.

“The old man has a very bad temper and often picks fights with the neighbors, but because he is too old and has no relatives, everyone gives in to him.

Today the son of Lao Wang's family next door came back with his grandson. The old man looked at the harmonious family next door and couldn't tell whether he was angry or jealous.

Inexplicable emotions guided him to do wrong things. The grandson of Lao Wang's family disappeared, and the old man also disappeared...

When people saw them again, they were in a ditch. Their bodies were swollen and stuck together...

But the old man didn't disappear. He came here and followed an agreement. Waiting for unknown travelers to tell them scary stories while decorating its red house.

The unknown presence decrees that this house cannot be angry and jealous. "

Android and Julie lying on the ground slowly disappeared, and the red house began to fade.

In the blink of an eye, the house was gone, and Jie Zuo was standing in a blank space.

The space is so big that you can't see the edge at a glance. The whole space is empty, except for a figure in the distance who doesn't know what he is doing.

Jie Zuo ran over quickly: "Is there anyone there? I rest in peace, the dragon crossing the river, Jie Zuo. Seniors, please come out and meet me."

The figure in front did not respond, so Xie Zuo had no choice but to continue running forward.

After running closer, I saw clearly that the figure was indeed a person, a young man wearing a white coat, standing next to the experimental table with his back to Xie Zuo. There were a lot of experimental equipment that Jie Zuo didn't know about on the experimental table. This man seemed to be doing some experiment, and a thin stream of green smoke rose up.

"Friend, you roar!" Jie Zuo called out to the man whose back was turned to him.

"Oh, Jie Zuo, you're here." The man agreed, saying hello like an acquaintance, and then turned around.

After turning around, Jie Zuo saw clearly what he was doing just now - there was a stand on top of an alcohol lamp, and there was a small pot on the stand. Something was cooking in the pot. If you look closely, there was mutton, vegetables and tofu in it.

He was actually making hot pot just now!

"Introduce yourself, you can call me A, and your name is Jie Zuo. This should be our first meeting. But I am very familiar with you!"

After A finished speaking, he looked at Jie Zuo, but Jie Zuo kept looking at the hot pot in the pot: "Well, were you eating this just now?"

A was stunned: "Yes."

"Is this delicious? Hiss." Jie Zuo wiped the saliva from his mouth.

"Ahaha, do you want to eat something together?"

"I'm so sorry, but I'm not polite." After finishing speaking, Jie Zuo looked for it on the table: "Oh, there are no chopsticks!"

"Well, it's just a pair of chopsticks. Take these." A took two glass stirring rods from the table, wiped them on his clothes and handed them to Jie Zuo.

Jie Zuo was not polite and put the meat into his mouth in a "sharsh" manner.

"Xie Zuo, aren't you curious? Aren't you curious about this and that? Who am I?"

"Abba, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," Jie Zuo pointed to his mouth.

"Are you Jie Zuo? Are you mute?"

"Aba Aba" Jie Zuo nodded and continued to pinch the meat.

A looked at Jie Zuo funny: "But you just spoke."

"Oh, that's a disguise." Jie Zuo said.

"What are you pretending to be?" A (black question mark)

"Pretend to be mute, you are so stupid." After picking up the meat, Jie Zuo put down the glass stirring rod.

"Okay" A sighed helplessly: "Then Mr. Mute Zuo, aren't you curious about this place?"

"Huh? What are you curious about?" Jie Zuo asked.

"Okay, if you're not curious, I have to tell you, um! You've finished all the meat!" A said, picking up the chopsticks to eat the hot pot, and after rummaging through the pot for a long time, he could only see some green vegetables.

"Shhhh..." Jiezuo threw his head to the side.

"Okay." A put down the chopsticks in his hand: "Tell me how you defeated the old man?"

Jie Zuo turned around and said nonchalantly: "Of course I used the Seventh Hokage's special move."

"Huh? What a trick." A leaned forward with an interested body.

Jie Zuo pushed A away, who was about to stick to his face: "Zuidun - the art of talking cannon. It is said that villains who have been attacked by this art will recall the past and wake up, and there is a certain chance of becoming a companion, but this art The remaining blood must be beaten to have a miraculous effect."

Jie Zuo finished speaking with a mysterious look on his face. He ignored A's twitching lips and continued to pick at the hot pot to see if there was any "meat that slipped through the net."

"Then let me tell you about us!"

"Us?" Jie Zuo was a little confused that there were only two of him here.

"Yes! Us! Have you heard of the Tower of Babel?" A looked at Jie Zuo with a serious expression.

"Tower of Babel? I've never heard of it. Is it delicious?"