I have some admiration for Nantian's luck, and I have some bad premonitions.

If he was really lucky, he wouldn't have looked for so long to find Nangong Yao.

I think this matter should be attributed to the fate of Miss Han and us.

Miss Han may be the one who is about to be swallowed by that strange supernatural phenomenon. Liu Miao has been swallowed, Ye Qing thought that he managed to make people remember Liu Miao's existence, and we started to look for Liu Miao again...... Nantian, as Nangong Yao's younger brother, has become a rope connecting the two sides, which is completely in line with God's consistent style.

Nantian's so-called luck is just a just right opportunity.

I now have the heart to get rid of Nantian and go to the intersection of the two roads with Wu Ling and them.

It's not a good idea to bring Nantian, an ordinary person, no matter how you think about it.

Nantian didn't realize anything, "How is it?" Am I right? Let's go over now, what should you do, rescue that Liu Miao as soon as possible, and it's over." ”

Nantian's tone was slightly relaxed.

Miss Han stopped talking.

Nantian was careful and glanced at Miss Han, "If possible, it is of course best to be able to rescue your parents." But we don't know your parents, and you don't remember them. It's too difficult to find your parents. ”

Miss Han bowed her head gloomily.

"There was also the problem that there must have been a lot of missing people at that time, and the space was huge, including all kinds of buildings. If too many things are rescued, how can the real society solve these people and things that have suddenly returned? Nantian said again.

This is a very real problem.

Ye Qing had prepared many years ago, and the people of Aoba were not ordinary people. They don't even have to worry too much about integrating into society, they don't have to worry about food and clothing in their lives, and their work has nothing to do with ordinary people.

But being Miss Han's parents and someone else will inevitably bring out a series of follow-up problems that need to be solved.

One or two people can talk about it, and three or four people may be able to deal with it, but a dozen, dozens, or even hundreds of people, that is not something that can be easily solved.

The extra buildings can be more troublesome than the extra people.

No, it doesn't have to be.

It depends on whether these returning people and objects will bring back memories of regression.

If everyone remembers the event, it becomes even more complicated.

The nearly five years that have been blank in this space cannot be easily filled in anyway.

The result should be similar to the chain reaction of the live broadcast and Truth or Dare.

Wu Ling had already made clear the goal of this operation. I was a little disappointed. Now when I listen to Nantian again, I am only disappointed again.

I thought about how to stop Nantian's current behavior and keep him away from that dangerous place.

Nantian is not a person who can listen to persuasion. He didn't realize the danger of these things.

"Before you get there, let's find a place to wait. I can't do it alone. At least Wu Ling must be called. "I used delaying tactics.

Nantian did not object, nor did he agree.

"It's useless for you to go with it." I sighed.

Nantian glanced at the rearview mirror, "I'll go with you, just to confirm whether my brother will follow." ”

"What the hell do you think?" I couldn't help but ask.

Nantian pursed his lips and didn't answer.

"Your emotions are all twisted, aren't they? It's not your turn to do anything with your brother. The thin man said.

Miss Han was a little uneasy, moved her body, looked at me with a slightly dissatisfied look, and looked at Nantian worriedly.

Her fan mentality, I can understand.

We are not related to Miss Han, and we also showed that we are not able to help her completely. She didn't have a long contact with us. In comparison, Nantian, a star she has liked for many years, makes her trust even more. She should have been in contact with Nantian a lot lately, and she was already a little familiar.

Miss Han didn't speak.

Nantian remained silent.

I realized something wasn't right.

"What are you hiding from us?" I asked.

Just hit a red light and the car stopped.

Nantian glanced back at me, "With a king of luck like me by your side, you still dislike it?" ”

"What kind of luck are you?" The thin man is disdainful.

"What you didn't find, I found it, and it doesn't prove that I'm lucky?"

"That's because you're with her." The thin man pointed at Miss Han.

Miss Han opened her mouth, and her face instantly turned snow-white.

Nantian stepped on the accelerator. The car passed through the intersection that turned green.

"She's my fan. There are so many stars, she just happened to be a fan of me, and that was my luck. Nantian said calmly.

"That's bad luck, right?" The thin man muttered, softly.

I heard it, Miss Han probably didn't hear it clearly.

She was also a little moved by what Nantian had just said.

"I was also very lucky, I didn't expect to meet Nanshen, and Nanshen's brother. If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have known what I had been through for the rest of my life...... There is such a thing in this world......" Miss Han leaned back in her chair, a little distracted.

The world is bizarre and dangerous.

Miss Han was taken away by Nantian's words, and the blood on her face recovered.

I don't know if Nantian deliberately pretended to be stupid, or if he was really naïve, so he fooled my question just now.

Come to think of it, he didn't answer my question.

I leaned back in my chair like Miss Han.

Unlike Miss Han's distraction, I was thinking about Nantian's expression.

Does Nantian also have the ability?

Similar to Nangong Yao's prophetic ability?

Could it be a variation of this type of ability?

If that's the case, it's easier to communicate.

It's just that if he can really see something, does his attitude indicate that he sees a not-so-good future?

Nangong Yao may be in danger, so he reacted strongly?

One question after another in my mind.

There was silence in the car.

I'm not very familiar with Wutai Road and Shunshui Road.

When I saw the street sign, I realized that the car had already arrived.

After driving along Shunshui Road for about five minutes, you can see a corner on the road ahead.

The houses on the side of the street are also divided into two distinct areas in that place.

It's kind of like an origami game.

The paper of the photograph is folded to hide some of the contents, and the rest is stitched together to form a slightly discordant new photo.

If you live here, you will probably get used to this disharmony.

If you're just driving by, you might just take a look.

Even if someone finds out about the weirdness here, they won't dig into it.

This is true of most things in this world.

The car pulled over and stopped on the non-motorized lane.

This is a parking violation.

But this road is too deserted, and there is no monitoring. There are mottled lines on the ground, as well as markings for parking spaces. It may be that someone has zoned a parking space without permission and has been called to cancel it.

There are no shops in the buildings along the street. Both roads are surrounded by the walls of the community. The residential buildings of the two communities are divided according to the boundary of two roads, with different buildings on both sides and different walls. Where they are close together, are two walls glued together.

On the way here, I saw the community gate open on Shunshui Road. In the past, there may be a community gate on Wutai Road.

I guess that the parking spaces on the ground are made by the properties or owners of the two communities here.

The trash can mentioned by Nantian is across the road.

He parked the car, unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.

The skinny man and I got out of the car.

Miss Han hesitated for a moment, then pulled the car door and came down, looking at the trash can with an uneasy look in her eyes.

"Is there anything in the crack in the wall over here?" I thought of a possibility, looking at the neighborhoods on either side, and then at the asphalt roads and sidewalks on the ground.

"I didn't find anything else." Nantian replied.

He crossed the road and walked to the garbage can.

I looked around, and there were only two or three pedestrians walking on the road, all of them elderly.

At this point in time, there is no one in this place, and it is understandable.

In such a deserted place, there are no people, and the weirdness is even more difficult for people to find.

Friends, are you all on vacation? o(*￣▽￣*)o

(End of chapter)