Evil Master

Early in the morning, in the middle of the endless watermelon fields, the seedlings were growing.

It was the season for watermelons to ripen. There were many tricycles parked on the alleyway. Watermelon dealers and melon farmers were bargaining nonstop.

An old man led two plain eleven-year-old boys to pick a big watermelon from the ground and carried it to the side of the road.

< p > "Ah!"

Suddenly, one of the dark and strong youngsters shouted loudly, as if he had seen something terrifying. He retreated a few steps and tripped over the watermelon seedlings before squatting down on the ground and smashing the two watermelons into pieces. The red pulp of the watermelon leaked out and splattered all over the ground.

"Er Pang, you reckless fool! "I was too careless."

The old man's heart ached for the watermelon and even more so for Er Pang.

< p > "Grandfather!" "Take a look."

Er Pang pointed to a spot a few metres in front of him. There was actually a person lying there, his face ashen, his eyes closed, his purple t-shirt was tattered, and there were a few holes on his blue and white jeans.

His left foot was bare, and his right foot wore a monastic shoe.

The old man's heart skipped a beat. The first thought that came to his mind was that of a dead man!

What followed was an incomparable sense of regret and unease. The appearance of a dead person in their home's land was not a good symbol.

"Dahei, you go take a look."

The old man passed the watermelon knife in his hand to the young man beside him.

The young man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and bravely went over, lightly kicking the man a few times.

With his sharp eyes, the old man saw the man's fingers move a few times. "He's still alive!" Er Pang, quick. Carry him to the village infirmary. "

< p > "I —"

Er Pang rolled his eyes. He was born timid, and would only dare to be submissive as he did not dare to approach.

"Grandpa, let me do it." You and Er Pang, look at the ground. "

As Blackie spoke, he returned the watermelon knife to the old man and gently patted his face a few times. The man's tightly shut eyes were dark and lifeless; he was obviously very weak.

Big Black's body was not as strong as Er Pang's. Furthermore, he was young and weak, and the person on the ground was quite tall. The old man immediately went over to help, lifting him up and placing him on Big Black's back.

A black thing came out from the man's pockets, Er Pang immediately picked it up. Seeing that it was a new type of phone, he was overjoyed, and seeing that the old man and Blackie were only supporting the man as he walked forward, he did not notice at all.

Er Pang hesitated for a moment, but still put the phone back in his pocket and continued to pick the watermelon with a smile.

The old man sent Blackie to the ground. He felt that the old man's face was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

There were still other people in the field, but when the old man saw a young man in front of him, he immediately shouted, "Zhu Shan! Zhu Shan! "

The young man's upper body was bare, and his tanned and robust skin reflected the morning light. He put down the two large watermelons in his hands and turned around. "Second Uncle, what's wrong?"

He saw a person on Blackie's back. The person had a frown and pursed his lips. Then, he quickly ran over.

The old man said, "Zhu Shan, hurry and deal with Blackie.

Zhu Shan was tall, and his height neared a hundred and ninety centimeters. He directly carried the person on Blackie's back into his embrace, and felt that the person's body was a little cold. Lowering his head to look at the person's delicate and pretty face, he couldn't help but be shocked. "Hong, hong!"

Zhu Shan seemed to recognize this person and immediately shook this person's body. A red Hubane's Pendant appeared from his neck.

< p > "Aiya, Hong, it's really you! "What — what is going on?"

Zhu Shan was extremely anxious, he carried the person and ignored Da Hei, and immediately ran back to the village.

"Grandpa?"

Blackie looked at Zhu Shan's figure disappearing in the distance. There were more than 100 kilograms of people in his embrace but they didn't seem to have any weight.

The old man's face was filled with worry as he took off the straw hat on his head. His head was a little bald, and after hearing Zhu Shan's shouts, he thought of that person's face, as if he had thought of someone.

"Blackie, watch on the ground for a while. We won't sell the melon first. Wait for me to come back."

On the other side of the road, there were many tall buildings. The bicycle quickly drove into a small district, hurriedly ran into a building, stepped onto the fifth floor, and loudly knocked on a door with a white bereavement pasted on it.

The old man was already old. Combined with his running, he seemed to be lacking in physical strength. He was sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

After a long time, the door slowly opened. A skinny middle-aged woman who did not look like a human opened the door. Her cheeks were sunken, her eyes lifeless, wrinkles piled up at the corners of her eyes, and her hair white.

"Second brother of the Zhu Family, what's the matter?"

The woman spoke up.

The old man was very pitiful when he saw the woman's reaction. He calmed his tone and said, "Second sister Duan, I've found a person who is — this tall."

The old man gestured a bit, then continued: "I think he looks like — like your Duan Hong!"

< p > "Ah!"

The woman let out a loud cry as her body straightened and she fell backwards.

The old man quickly supported her and shouted, "Is there anyone else in the house? Second Sister Duan fainted. "

A beautiful woman came out of the room and quickly carried the woman. "Second Uncle, what's going on with Second Aunt?"

The two of them placed the woman on the worn-out sofa, then they pinched the woman and filled her mouth with sugar. The woman slowly woke up, her two withered hands grabbing the old man, and said with an excited expression: "Second Brother Zhu, you said you saw Hong just now?"

When the beautiful woman heard this, her body trembled, but she didn't faint like the women.

The old man wiped his sweat and said: "Yes, but I am not sure. That person fainted in my house and his face looked extremely ugly, as if he was dead. I do not know if that is true or not, but let Zhu Shan that brat run him off to the village clinic."

When the woman heard that she was almost dead, she fainted again.

The beautiful woman and the old man carried the woman to the clinic. As they walked, the woman's heart was filled with both longing and fear.

What he was afraid of was that that person was not, or even if he was alive, in fact, was not in this manor anymore. In the past, his name had been changed to the South of The City community, and all kinds of facilities and facilities in the manor had been completed.

< p > Schools, hospitals, and police stations.

It was just that the people who used to live here were not used to being called the South of The City community, and had even inherited the names of the original Duan Family Villa.

Adjacent to the community was a bustling business district. From the mouse keyboard to the Haizhong City, every one of the top ten enterprises had headquarters or branches here.

On the opposite side of the road was a moat, and next to the moat was a lush green watermelon field.

The community health center was more like a small hospital, located in the middle of the community. People who worked in the northern business district came here with headaches and fever.

Zhu Shan stood outside the emergency room, both his hands rubbing against each other. His face was filled with anxiety as he continuously looked inside.

A doctor wearing a mask walked out from inside. Zhu Shan immediately pulled the doctor and asked: "Doctor, how was it?"

The doctor took off his mask and calmly said, "You are the patient's relative, right? There's nothing wrong with him, it's just that …

< p > "Just what?"

"It's just that his body is so weak that even a cockroach might not be able to survive his life, but he's still alive. It's very strange, right, the patient needs nutrition. We can observe him for one day and you can go see him."

After saying that, the doctor left, muttering to himself, "Strange, truly strange, to be so weak to the point that he can still live …

< p > "He needs nutrition?"

Zhu Shan ran out of the hospital.

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