Reversing Life

"Really?" Chongming walked back to the living room carelessly, picked up an apple, and knocked on the wall twice again. His tone was vague and he said, "I can't see it."

Wen Jing said with a sad face: "Ah?"

"Didn't you say it was particularly noisy at night?" Chongming shrugged: "Let's come over and see it again in the evening."

Wen Jing hurriedly followed him out. Before leaving, he locked the door twice, as if he was afraid that something inside would follow him out. After he regained his consciousness for a while, the heavenly master named Chongming had disappeared. He hurried downstairs and found the other party standing downstairs, looking in one direction.

"Why so slow?" Chongming looked impatient: "I changed my mind. Let's stay in this house for a while, and I'll see what kind of monster he can make."

Wen Jing was originally scared, but when he saw that Chongming was here, he felt relieved. He hesitated whether to go up, but he saw Chongming going in the opposite direction.

"Where are you going?"

"Let's go eat." Chongming still held the apple in his hand, biting it one bite after another: "Aren't you hungry? Come back and buy some snacks, just in time to eat while watching TV."

After finally finding the right person, of course what he said, Wen Jing followed him hurriedly, served the uncle to dinner, and bought a bunch of snacks to go home. He found that the old man's snack taste was similar to that of a child.

After returning to the house, Chongming sat in the living room and watched TV openly, leaving Wen Jing alone here feeling uneasy. After watching for a while, the old man didn't know what he disliked, so he carried snacks into the bedroom and never came out again.

In the evening, Wen Jing wanted to invite Uncle Chongming out for dinner, but the uncle was unwilling, so he had to order takeout at home. There was no one in this building at night, so staying in a small room gave it an extraordinarily intrusive feeling. While the two were eating, Wen Jing suddenly heard something coming from the bedroom.

His hand holding the hot water shook, and a few drops of water splashed out. It was so hot that he almost threw the cup away. Uncle Chongming didn't even raise his head, he just whispered: "Eat your food.

Wen Jing had no choice but to pick up the dishes and chopsticks again.

After a while, there was another sound in the room, like something falling to the ground with a crisp sound. Wen Jing hesitated: "How about we go there?"

Chongming still remained silent. Just when Wen Jing was about to say something more, suddenly, something seemed to explode in the bedroom, and crackling sounds continued one after another. Wen Jing was so frightened that he almost cried: "What should I do?"

"Hold on, don't be afraid." Chongming threw him a small paper ball, stood up, walked to the bedroom, and said, "I'll take a look."

Wen Jing sat there, almost shrinking into a ball. There was some hope in Chongming's eyes. At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the house. Wen Jing hesitated for a moment, then went over and opened the door. There was a middle-aged man standing outside with a simple smile on his face, as if he wanted to say something to him. Wen Jing was about to speak when he suddenly heard Chongming yelling: "Get out of here!"

He was distracted and glanced over there, and when he looked again, he found that the honest middle-aged man actually took out a knife and stabbed him. The last thing he felt was not the pain of a sharp knife piercing his body, but someone grabbing him by the collar and throwing him out. He hit his head on the corner of the table, suffered a sharp pain, and then lost consciousness.

"Really?" Chongming walked back to the living room carelessly, picked up an apple and held it in his mouth. He came back and knocked on the wall twice. His tone was vague and he said, "I don't see it."

Wen Jing said with a sad face: "Ah?"

"Didn't you say it was particularly noisy at night?" Chongming shrugged: "Let's come over and see it again in the evening."

Wen Jing hurriedly followed him out. Before leaving, he locked the door twice, as if he was afraid that something inside would follow him out. After he regained his consciousness for a while, the heavenly master named Chongming had disappeared. He hurried downstairs and found the other party standing downstairs, looking in one direction.

"Why so slow?" Chongming looked impatient: "I changed my mind. Let's stay in this house for a while, and I'll see what kind of monster he can make."

Wen Jing was originally scared, but when he saw that Chongming was here, he felt relieved. He hesitated whether to go up, but he saw Chongming going in the opposite direction.

"Where are you going?"

"Let's go eat." Chongming still held the apple in his hand, biting it one bite at a time: "Aren't you hungry? Come back and buy some snacks, just in time to eat while watching TV."

After finally finding the right person, of course what he said, Wen Jing followed him hurriedly, served the uncle to dinner, and bought a bunch of snacks to go home. He found that the old man's snack taste was similar to that of a child.

After returning to the house, Chongming sat in the living room and watched TV openly, leaving Wen Jing alone here feeling uneasy. After watching for a while, the old man didn't know what he disliked, so he carried snacks into the bedroom and never came out again.

In the evening, Wen Jing wanted to invite Uncle Chongming out for dinner, but the uncle was unwilling, so he had to order takeout at home. There was no one in this building at night, so staying in a small room gave it an extraordinarily intrusive feeling. While the two were eating, Wen Jing suddenly heard something coming from the bedroom.

His hand holding the hot water shook, and a few drops of water splashed out. It was so hot that he almost threw the cup away. Uncle Chongming didn't even raise his head, he just whispered: "Eat your food.

Wen Jing had no choice but to pick up the dishes and chopsticks again.

After a while, there was another sound in the room, like something falling to the ground with a crisp sound. Wen Jing hesitated: "How about we go there?"

Chongming still remained silent. Just when Wen Jing was about to say something more, suddenly, something seemed to explode in the bedroom, and crackling sounds continued one after another. Wen Jing was so frightened that he almost cried: "What should I do?"

"Hold on, don't be afraid." Chongming threw him a small paper ball, stood up, walked to the bedroom, and said, "I'll take a look."

Wen Jing sat there, almost shrinking into a ball. There was some hope in Chongming's eyes. At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the house. Wen Jing hesitated for a moment, then went over and opened the door. There was a middle-aged man standing outside with a simple smile on his face, as if he wanted to say something to him. Wen Jing was about to speak when he suddenly heard Chongming yelling: "Get out of here!"

He was distracted and glanced over there, and when he looked again, he found that the honest middle-aged man actually took out a knife and stabbed him. The last thing he felt was not the pain of a sharp knife piercing his body, but someone grabbing him by the collar and throwing him out. He hit his head on the corner of the table, suffered a sharp pain, and then lost consciousness.

Wen Jing woke up again and was already in the hospital. The surroundings were filled with the smell of disinfectant, which was a bit pungent. He couldn't believe that he was still alive.

"Hey, are you awake?" There was a man sitting next to him, it was Chongming, who was stuffing oranges into his mouth and said, "You are not old, but your health is not good."

Wen Jing: "..." If you grab someone and throw it at the corner of the table, you're in good health and can withstand it?

"Let's make a record when we wake up." Chongming said, "The policeman is waiting outside. Just tell the truth." After that, he waddled out.

Later, Wen Jing finally found out what happened after he fell into coma.

After the robber who broke into the house and killed someone was subdued by Chongming, he called the police. After the police uncle arrived, Chongming launched a wonderful reasoning, saying this: "This young man (referring to Wen Jing) is a bit superstitious and treats my detective agency as a Taoist temple. In order to get rid of his feudal ideas, I , ready to guide him to uncover the mystery surrounding him and let him see with his own eyes that all gods and ghosts are non-existent and untrustworthy, so he took advantage of the trick and admitted his identity as a Taoist priest. The first minute I arrived at his house, I discovered it. , that wall in his house is very problematic..."

Due to time constraints, Chongming said he would not say why he discovered the problem with the wall, and then said: "When I went out, I found a man next to his house, who kept sneaking around. This also corroborated my opinion - he kept staring. He wants to harm him, no It's a ghost, it's a human. Maybe my arrival stimulated this bad guy. He took action at night and planned to kill both of us. However, before the trick could succeed, he was subdued by me on the spot. When you came to see it, sure enough, There’s something wrong with that wall.”

"There is a child's body hidden inside." The policeman who took notes on Wen Jing sighed: "According to the person who wanted to kill you, he was a child trafficker a few years ago. Later, he was targeted by our colleagues and stopped doing so. Something went wrong on the last business deal and a child was accidentally killed, so he hid the child's body. He was in the wall, and then ran away. Now that the news has passed, he wants to come back and dispose of the body. The house turned out to be his. After he ran away, it was occupied by a distant relative of his, who later rented the house to you. . He may also be afraid that you will find the body inside and want to kill him..."

After coming out of the police station, Wen Jing felt in a daze. So he had been suspicious for so long?

After resting hastily for two days, Wen Jing felt that he should go and thank the detective who had misunderstood, so he went there with a bag of snacks. When he passed by, the detective was actually arguing with a child: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to watch TV!"

"I don't have a TV here!" Chongming looked collapsed: "Isn't a tablet about the same?"

"The screen is too small and uncomfortable to watch." The child said confidently: "My mother said that looking at tablets all the time is bad for your eyes."

"You're dead, boss!" Chongming said, "Besides, can your eyes be fine just watching TV?"

Wen Jing stood at the door: "..."

"Just in time, you're here, take your savior away." Chongming seemed to have seen the savior: "Don't worry about food or clothing, just let him watch TV."

Wen Jing: "..."

"My savior?" he asked doubtfully.

"Actually, it's okay to say that he was the one who harmed you." Chongming said, "Do you know why that person wanted to kill you? It's not because you live there, it's because you were under his control. He almost walked away several times. Went to the police station."

"He controls me?" Wen Jing repeated this sentence once, and then reacted: "Is this kid a ghost? Is he the ghost who lives in my house?"

"Correct answer." Chongming said, "I originally thought that this child was naughty, so I just wanted to go over and take him on the road. But when I went there, I chatted with the child for a few words and found out that there is someone who wants to kill you. The reason I just said You said that the child wanted to control you and call the police, but his murderer noticed. "

"So I took advantage of the trap." Chongming continued: "The murderer has been near your house for several days. I will wait at your house. When he comes again, I will catch him directly... I didn't expect that that night he actually directly Take action."

"Then the noise at night was also caused by him?" Wen Jing asked.

"Yes." Chongming replied: "We made an agreement that when the murderer comes, he will break the glass as a sign of honor. When he gets excited, he smashes the whole house."

Wen Jing: "..."

"It just so happened that you lived in that house for a while. You just told the police and that was it. You found clues about his identity and asked him to meet his parents. After his remains were buried, he left." Chongming shot Holding the child's head: "You can't take him long, that's it." His last words were to the child: "You go with him."

Wen Jing: "..."

"No, I'm just an ordinary person. You asked me to take care of a kid..." He hesitated: "Isn't it appropriate?"

"It's quite appropriate. Didn't you two live in a nice house before?" Chongming said, "This kid just loves to watch TV. He is actually quite obedient. He even knows how to use a towel to cool the TV down in case you find him watching TV..."

Could this be the truth behind the strange incident that scared him half to death? Wen Jing complained silently, and the two struggled for a while, but the child finally left with him.

He could draw and drew a sketch of the child and handed it to the police station. He said that he had found it under the bed when he was packing things and never threw it away. After passing by, I met a policeman who looked at the sketch and said happily: "You know everything? You drew this painting yourself, right?"

Without waiting for Wen Jing to explain, the policeman said: "The detective's story is not so much a lie to us as it is a lie to you. But he is willing to tell you, and we won't help him hide it anymore." The policeman stood up and took pictures. Patting him on the shoulder: "Hold your thighs, it will be very beneficial in the future."

Wen Jing looked confused.

After a while, the police station informed him that they had contacted the child's parents. On the day they sent the child away, Wen Jing also went there. After I came back, I looked at the pile of things I had packed up and felt confused.

When he felt something was wrong around him, he quit his job and prepared to return to his hometown. Later, he discovered that someone had been staring at him, so he went to find Chongming. Now he is in no danger, his job is gone, in short, he has nothing.

Before leaving, Wen Jing went to Chongming again to say goodbye. When Chongming heard that he was leaving, he said coldly: "Come to my place?"

Wen Jing: "?"

"I need an assistant."

For some reason, Wen Jing remembered what the police officer said, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and said, "Okay."

After staying with Chongming for half a month, Wen Jing finally understood why the police officer said that Chongming had a thigh. First of all, Wen Jing discovered that beneath Chongming's careless appearance, there was a very talented soul.

The store was originally a duplex structure, and the upper floor was renovated by Chongming into a study room. There were many books in it, and it is said that Chongming had read them all. He once asked curiously, and Chongming said nonchalantly: "The origin of family education."

"My dad likes reading very much." Chongming said: "He sometimes can read for ten to twenty thousand years... But now that he has found a new job and is a little busy, he doesn't read much."

Wen Jing looked at him with a matter-of-fact expression, and suddenly felt that what Chongming had been saying for the past 20,000 years was nothing like bragging.

Chongming would sometimes tell him stories, various stories, whether about cultivation or martial arts. Sometimes the protagonist was him, and sometimes it was another person. As for why he could tell that the protagonist was him, it would be easy to judge. These people all have similar personalities. When Chongming talks about himself, he always describes himself perfectly, but when talking about another person, he is much more objective.

Wen Jing also asked him: "Who is the person you are talking about?"

"My father." Chongming said nonchalantly: "He is my adoptive father, but now... he doesn't seem to want to be my father anymore."

Wen Jing: "???"

He said sternly without realizing it, and asked again, but Chongming said nothing.

He was working as an assistant in Chongming's store, but actually he was more like a nanny. He cooked, cleaned the room, and went out to work with Chongming. His identity also changed with Chongming. When he was a Taoist priest, Wen Jing was the little boy. Taoist priest, Wen Jing was his assistant when he was a detective.

The longer Wen Jing followed Chongming, the more unclear he became about this person. He usually seemed lazy and casual, but had extraordinary patience and carefulness. The clues of this character showed up in his cases. Chongming stayed with him and didn't say anything to him, so as not to worry him, but he arranged everything. Not only would he take away the kid around him, he would also take away the bad guys who threatened his life.

However, just when he had just developed some respect for Chongming, an accident happened.

One day, he went to Chongming's room to ask him to get up for dinner, but found that there was no one in Chongming's room, only a big fiery red bird nesting on the bed. Because the bird was so big, Wen Jing screamed in surprise.

The bird opened its eyes and asked him in the gorgeous voice he was familiar with: "What did you eat this morning?"

Then the Chongming Bird realized that something was wrong, and as if to mend the situation before it was too late, it shouted to him: "Chirp?"

"You'd better not chirp at me..." Wen Jing murmured to himself: "You are so handsome like a bird. Calling me that way will ruin your image..."

Chongming: "..."

He flapped his wings and blasted Wen Jing out.

Later, the two of them had a tacit understanding and never mentioned the horse-falling incident. Sometimes Wen Jing would quietly buy some toys that pet birds said they liked and put them in the house. Chongming didn't seem to know what it was for. He would occasionally hold it in his hand and play with it, seeming to like it very much.

Based on the occasional words that Chongming revealed, Wen Jing guessed that Chongming should be more famous than the police officer said that year. It is very exciting to say that a master lives in seclusion in a small town, opens a small shop, and pretends to be cool in front of ordinary people. However, Wen Jing always feels that Chongming is definitely not such a person...or such a bird. He doesn't think that a comfortable, stable and pretentious life is comfortable.

And Wen Jing feels that in Chongming's story, he is much more powerful than he is now.

One day, the arrival of a person made him vaguely glimpse the truth of the matter. That day, a young man with a baby face came to the store. Chongming didn't let him go out, and made tea to receive him. When Wen Jing ran into Chongming, he was contrary to his usual carefree appearance and spoke to the other party with a stern face. How to say it, he was...quite domineering.

He vaguely heard the conversation between the two people, what director and so on, and the brain-filling emperor Wen Jing began to imagine what ups and downs happened to Chongming.

Chongming also saw that he was very curious, but Chongming, who was possessed by the domineering president, didn't want to pay attention to him at all. When he asked in a roundabout way, he would only snort coldly. The man he saw that day never came again.

After a while, the two of them took on a big case. Unlike the small matter that happened to Wen Jing, which Chongming could solve with just a flick of his finger, the other party was a thousand-year-old evil ghost who was ruthless to people. He hated all humans. Someone they knew came to the door and asked Chongming to take action.

Chongming agreed and fought with the evil ghost several times. Both sides won and lost. Later, the evil ghost came to the door again after getting the news from somewhere.

When Wen Jing got up early in the morning, he got up in a daze and saw the blood and bones flowing in his living room. He was so shocked that he couldn't move.

Having known Chongming for so long, he is no longer the ordinary person he was at the beginning, but this doesn't mean that he can still laugh after seeing such a scene.

"I'll teach him a lesson first..." The 'man' in the bones and blood walked towards him, muttering to himself: "I'll kill the people around him first..."

Wen Jing was held hostage by an inexplicable pressure, standing in place, trying to escape but unable to move his feet.

"Chongming, come back soon!" He shouted silently in his heart, trying his best to move his position, but it has been ineffective. The evil ghost approached step by step, Wen Jing trembled and closed his eyes.

"Boom!"

Just when the evil ghost's cold fingertips were about to touch him, Wen Jing suddenly heard the loud noise. He opened his eyes and looked over, and found that it was Chongming...

Chongming directly broke through the window of their house and rushed in.

He has been Chongming's nanny for these years and has always lived in his house. Chongming's house is on the 14th floor. According to common sense, it is impossible for ordinary people to come up.

However, Chongming is not an ordinary person. Not only is he not an ordinary person, he is not even a human. At this time, Wen Jing remembered the scene that happened two years ago. By the way, Chongming is a bird.

"You came to my house to make trouble, and I gave you some leeway, and you thought I gave you face, right?" The bird-shaped Chongming seemed a little violent: "I'll beat you to death!"

With the appearance of Chongming, the pressure was transferred, and Wen Jing found that he could move. He was helped to the side by someone and a glass of water was stuffed in his hand.

"You have worked hard over the years." The other party said: "Chongming has had a bad temper since he was a child, and his father spoiled him... At that time, he was still in the form of a bird, and his father didn't raise him as a child. He indulged him as he wanted, and he developed a habit."

"Then... did something happen between them?" Wen Jing asked cautiously: "Chongming once said that his father didn't want to be his father anymore..."

"You listened to his nonsense." The other party laughed and pointed outside and said: "You saw it too, he has this temper, he doesn't care when he goes crazy, he demolishes everything he sees, and his father asked him to sober up. He is just acting."

What this person said is right, Chongming is simply performing on the spot. The evil spirit that came into his house made him extremely furious, and he didn't care about anything else, and just beat the evil spirit to pieces. When he was still wondering why the man next to him didn't stop Chongming, he saw a man appear from midair and enter the house through the broken window of his house.