Chapter 2 Paper Grey

Guo Dafu was worried that he had never been able to bring Qin Zhongzhi over, and Qin Zhong recently read all the books on the bookshelf. The more he stayed, the more boring he felt. He always thought about going out to find something to do.

"Brother, be rich!" Qin Zhong called Guo Dafu.

Guo Dafu was immediately happy when he heard this. After all, Qin Zhong hasn't talked to himself for a long time. Is this a signal that Qin Zhong has come over? He is not sure, so he immediately ran to Qin Zhong: "Big boss, are you awake?"

"Wake up, I have something for you to do."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Qin Zhong smiled and said, "I want to go out to find something to do, make some money, save my first bucket of gold, and open up my life and my market in the future."

"Uh! Well, I'll arrange a place for you for two days." Guo Dafu wanted to laugh, but Qin Zhong, who he also raised, really went out for a walk. He may not be able to meet a moment and wake him up at once.

Qin Zhong looked down at his wrench finger, gave a deep kiss, and then quietly went out of the door face on the first floor and turned around the street.

The weather is unpredictable, and people have misfortunes and blessings. Qin Zhong kept sighing. He shuttled back and forth without a goal on the street, followed by Guo Dafu's younger brother.

The roar of cars, the eloquence of handing leaflets, the noise in the market, and Qin Zhong's breathing converge into a noise symphony in his brain.

"What's wrong with this person? He burns paper here in broad daylight. This is too much and affects the appearance of the city." Several gorgeous women shook their weak hip bones and stood aside and chattered. People said that beautiful women are eye-catching. If women are too dazzling, it may be a strange scenery during the day.

Qin Zhong stood on the sidewalk and curiously looked at the old lady who squatted on the other end of the zebra crossing and burned paper in circles. Most cars would choose to pass as soon as possible, but some people would feel very unlucky and take a detour.

In broad daylight, I saw people burning paper and burning paper on the sidewalk. The road traffic was already very crowded. Fortunately, the whole intersection was almost paralyzed. The old man drew more than a dozen paper-burning circles on the sidewalk until Qin Zhong was in front of him. The old man looked up at Qin Zhong and smiled faintly: "This is the most The latter one. After burning this, you can pass by.

"Oh...oh! What are you doing with so much paper? Are there so many people in your family? Qin Zhong swallowed the words and was embarrassed to say it directly.

The old lady's haggard face unconsciously showed a bitterness. She pulled out a photo. Her tears fell in an instant, bit her finger casually, dripped blood on the photo, and squeezed out a few words fiercely: "Damn it will eventually die. I curse you crazy executioners. ." He casually threw the photo into the fire, with a helpless smile at the corners of his mouth.

After the paper was burned, 110 police cars had arrived at the scene, and then they found doctors from the mental hospital, pulled him into an ambulance, and sent him directly to the Andong Third Hospital on the outskirts of the city, a professional treatment unit for mental and psychological diseases.

Qin Zhong stood speechlessly, and when the old woman left, she threw the photo that had been burned to dust to Qin Zhong, and the photo left a figure. A young child has been looking at the photo for a long time. It should be a black and white photo of the age when his parents were born.

"Sir, have you been standing here just now?" A policeman stood straight in front of Qin Zhong and asked.

Qin Hour nodded: "I'm also standing here now?"

"Did you see any radical behavior of the old lady just now?"

Extreme? No, it's just burning paper!" Qin Zhong's words seemed to be very relaxed, which confused the police. He didn't know whether he should complain about anything, but he thought that the old lady's expression was very evil just now, but she was the kind of kind of aunt to himself, which made it really difficult for Qin Zhong to say what the old lady was: "Well, I wanted to pass through the horse. On the way, but there is nothing I can do when I get to the traffic light. I don't know why the old man is burning paper here.

"Well, thank you for your cooperation. Please leave me a call. I have to check with you when I need you." The police said.

Qin Zhong nodded and secretly looked at the corner of the photo thrown by the old man. He couldn't figure out what this photo was for.

Qin Zhong thought for a long time and didn't figure it out. He looked at the photo over and over again, but still didn't understand the meaning of the photo. He simply stuffed the photo into his pocket and waited for a chance to go to the mental hospital to see the old lady and return the photo to him.

" boss, where have you been? What happened just now? I heard that you were questioned by the police?" Guo Dafu hurried over from the side and seemed to be very worried about Qin Zhong's comfort.

For two days in a row, Qin Zhong had the same dream every night. He dreamed that the old man was burning paper by the roadside. He would give him a photo every time, and the photo he gave him was the same every time.

That day, Qin Zhong sweated coldly, sat up straight, and frowned: "Dave, I have this dream every day. It seems that this photo is an ominous thing. If you can't, you have to throw him away." Qin Zhong secretly took out the old man's photo, rushed to the dustbin across the road, and threw the photo into the trash can.

This time, Qin Zhong clapped his hands and was ready to go back to his room. He put down a stone, but as soon as he entered the door, a cold wind suddenly rose in his ear, and there was a gloomy cry: "Damn it will die after all. I curse you crazy executioners."

This is the old man's voice. Qin Zhong was stunned. He looked left and right, but there was no one at the scene.

Qin Zhong immediately got into the room and locked the doors and windows: "Damn, this is still stuck!"

"Damn it, you will die. I curse you crazy executioners." Qin Zhong was completely upset by the repeated spell. He wanted to reach out and find something out of his pocket, but what he touched was the last thing he wanted to see. After slowly taking out the things in his pocket, he suddenly found that it was not the photo he had just thrown away. Why was it still in his pocket?

"Didn't you throw it away just now?" Qin Zhong seemed to begin to doubt his actions. Why can't he throw away just throwing away a photo?

He held the photo in his hand, clenched his hands, and went out to the dustbin just now. He threw the photo in his hand into the trash can.

Qin Zhong touched his pocket again and didn't have anything. This time, he was relieved, but he didn't take a few steps. Suddenly, he heard a sound.

He hurriedly turned around and looked into the trash can. The photo he had just thrown in caught fire for no reason. In an instant, the fire turned into a ball of black paper dust, and the paper dust floated away with the wind.

Qin Zhong's heart was cold. He put his hand into his pocket, which made him tremble all over. His eyebrows were high and painful. It was strange. This photo seemed to know himself, and after being burned, after rebirth, he entered Qin Zhong's pocket for no reason. Does this photo have his ability?

A series of question marks filled Qin Zhong's brain, followed by the person ordered by the master to follow.

Qin Zhong was in pain, and he lay down again. He had no choice but to return to the store, and then put the photo into a separate pocket, so he had to soak it all day long.

Guo Dafu hurriedly ran in from the outside: " boss, I found it."

"What did you find?" Qin Zhong glanced at him and said, "Also, don't call me boss in the future. You look older than me. How can I teach you to stop?"

" boss, this name suits you very well. I hope you don't mind." Guo Dafu calmed down and said, " boss, you have found a job and the treatment is not bad. They said that they want you of your age. Come on, come and follow me to have a look."

"Well, that's all right." Qin Zhong followed Guo Dafu, passed two streets, and stopped in front of a Japanese building left during the Anti-Japanese War.

"That's it, bank!"