Chapter 7 Escape on

Why did Fang Nan come to the Antique City? It's not because the flow of people here is easy to hide, nor because his residence is here. In fact, Fang Nan's residence has nothing. Except for bed and other things, his ID card is the most important. But is his ID card still important for him now?

When he came to the antique city, he came to find two people. These two people were Fang Nan's only two friends before his death: Lao Zhang and Lao Qi.

Lao Zhang was the person who wanted to meet with Fang Nan that day. Fang Nan went up the mountain and went to the countryside to collect some antiques, and then gave it to Lao Zhang to sell. As for how Fang Nan received it and what methods and means he used, he didn't care about it, so the two formed a deep friendship. In fact, Lao Qi, like Fang Nan, is also an errand man.

Following the alley path, Fang Nan was familiar with finding a store that looked very secretive: Jubaozhai. It is no different from other antique shops. The name of the store is old but not new, and the decoration is gray and black.

Fang Nan entered the door of the store, and then walked to a small door on the left side of the store without looking at the staff, but this time he was stopped.

"Oh, sir, you can't get in there. Are you looking for a boss?" The little guy in the store spoke.

Looking at the strange expression of the clerk with a professional smile, Fang Nan realized that he had changed his body and they no longer knew him. He pulled his coat and said to the schoolmate with a smile, "Yes, I'm looking for your boss, Lao Zhang. I'm a friend of Fang Nan."

"Oh, it turned out to be Lao Fang's friend! You're late. He has taken Lao Fang's body to the crematorium, and Lao Qi. They have been walking for an hour. If you hurry up, you will probably catch up with them.

"What? Have they taken the body to the crematorium? Fang Nan was shocked.

"Yes! Don't you know that Lao Fang is dead? Oh, it's a pity. Why did a good person suffer an electric shock? The little guy shook his head and sighed infinitely.

Fang Nan was not in the mood to listen to his sigh, so he ran out of the door with his travel bag.

"Quick, drive, go to the crematorium!" Fang Nan stopped a car and shouted. How can he not be anxious? Is his body going to be gone? Is there still Fang Nan in the world? There is still only one super fugitive Fang Nan left!

Somehow, today's car drove very slowly. Fang Nan urged the driver to drive faster in a hurry, and finally used a trump card - money incentive. Only then has the driver's speed been improved to a higher level.

But when he walked to the crematorium, he was still a step late. Fang Nan stood at the exit and looked at the two people who slowly came out of it and felt cold all over. The black box was held in Lao Zhang's hand, and Lao Qi next to him looked solemn.

Fang Nan finally stepped forward and stood in front of the two. The black box attracted his attention.

"Hi, I'm also a friend of Fang Nan. He probably didn't mention me, but if you know the church when he was a child, you may know that he lives in the church. At that time, we were neighbors, so we became good friends. Fang Nan stared at the black box and said to the two, his eyes were full of sadness.

Lao Zhang is an old man in his fifties, while Lao Qi is much younger, the same age as Fang Nan. At this time, the two looked at the man who lowered his head and spoke sadly in front of them in surprise.

"Do you also know Fang Nan?" Lao Qi couldn't help asking. There is suspicion on his face.

"Well, we lived in the same church when we were young. My mother and his mother were both church clerks, but later we moved out. I just met him recently. Oh, Fang Nan's mother died of a heart attack. Did Fang Nan tell you about this?

Lao Zhang looked a little better after listening to this sentence. He hoarsely said, "Oh, I didn't expect Xiao Fang to suffer so much. It's just a miserable life. He didn't even get a good result."

Fang Nan stared at the black box in Lao Zhang's hand and said in a low voice, "Fang Nan said before his death that if he dies one day, please don't offer his ashes, just scatter him into the river."

"Did he say that to you too?" Lao Qi next to him asked.

"Well, let's go and give him a ride." Fang Nan didn't look at Lao Zhang again. He turned around and walked to the exit first.

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In autumn, the cold wind is blowing by the river, and three people stand side by side on the bare embankment. The long sky is the same color, clear and blue, and the turbid river flows, bringing a burst of water vapor. The water hit the stone on the bank embankment and splashed a wave of water.

One of these three people is an old man in his fifties, and the other two are young men. One of them is particularly handsome. He was holding a black urn in his hand, and the box had been opened. The fine gray powder inside is exposed.

"Sat it!" The handsome man's heavy voice was sad. Put your hand into the box, clenched a handful of ashes, and put blue veins on the back of your hand. It shows the excitement in the man's heart. The old man and another young man also grabbed a handful of ashes respectively. The gray powder leaked from their hands and was blown away in the air by the wind on the embankment.

There is such a quietness between heaven and earth!

The gray ashes fluttered in the wind and flew all the way to the river, and several people silently threw the memorial in their hands. It's like a wave of sadness. Finally, he finished the last ashes in the handsome man's hand and felt the dust in his hand. The handsome man sighed in his heart.

The waves in the sky hit the embankment with a fishy wind. The handsome man recalled what he had experienced in the past few days and had mixed feelings. Five flavors.

Fang Nan looked at the river in the distance with deep eyes. The river wind is in a hurry, stiring Fang Nan's fragile heart. All these changes made him cold and confused, but he knew that he had to get out of here. After saying goodbye to the two, Fang Nan left.

Twenty minutes later, at Fang Nan's residence, he thought that Fang Nan cheated the landlady to open the door in the name of packing up the relics. After a while of searching, Fang Nan left with a picture of his mother.

He is now like a mouse that can't see the light, or like a timid rabbit, can't see any wind and grass.

Ding! A crisp sound came from the top of his head. Fang Nan looked up. On a tall building, the hands of the clock pointed to two o'clock in the afternoon. Looking in the direction of the tall building, in the suburbs thirty miles away from Fangnan, a ragsagged white man was staggering on the roadside, his face and hands were full of blood, and his right arm hung unnaturally.

This man is none other than the white man who caught Fang Nan. His name is the gold medal hunter - Ilasso.

The miserable Ilasso just woke up from under the car. The first sentence he woke up was to turn his full of pride into a howling: Liszt, I will definitely catch you again.

At two o'clock, in a mysterious place, the transparent screen of a machine showed this sentence: Warning! Warning! Discover the resurrection of life No. 11!