You are not human

For a while, the world spun, and the scene in front of him changed instantly.Lianchun-kun looked around, it seemed that there was an underground warehouse of an abandoned factory nearby.

The incandescent lamp above the head has long been out of power, and it is difficult to see even in the daytime. A rickety white lantern is hung on the rope, which looks particularly ominous.

The broken ceiling was gusty and windy, and there were some unsettled and subtle movements in the distance, which made people unable to help but worry about what monsters were hiding in the dark space.

Zhang Xiaobao touched himself tremblingly, and after confirming that he had no entity, he said: "I, I, I, I am dead?"

"Not yet." Lian Chunjun chuckled, "However, the life and soul will not last long. Don't worry, it will be fine in a while. If you find their lair, I will take you back."

Zhang Xiaobao nodded quickly: "It's okay, I can hold on! Wait, Big Dipper is here! He..."

"Don't worry." Lian Chunjun chuckled, "He has someone to protect him."

She didn't panic at all when she told lies, and added another setting to Yin Bei with a smile.

"Here." Yin Bei quietly appeared from behind them, and raised his hand to pat him. Zhang Xiaobao was startled, and looked at his hand that seemed to still have a sense of touch: "I, this... I just touched it by myself. If you can't touch it, how can you touch it!"

"They're all soul bodies. Isn't it normal to have a collision volume?" Yin Bei didn't seem surprised at all.

Zhang Xiaobao scratched his head: "Don't you believe in ghosts? I'm still worried that you won't be able to accept it..."

"If you don't see it, don't believe it. If you see it, try to believe it." Yin Bei withdrew his gaze and looked at the very conspicuous white lantern.

It is the only light source in the room, and it cannot be ignored to attract everyone's attention.

"Don't panic, just follow me closely." Lian Chunjun pretended to clear his throat, and deliberately looked at Yin Bei, "Mr. Beidou, don't be afraid."

Yin Bei: "..."

Lian Chunjun looked around and raised the volume: "You don't have to play tricks in front of me, do you? You two, show up."

"Hehe." A hoarse and old voice came from behind the lantern, a thin and stooped old lady took a step forward, exposed to the dim light of the lantern, almost made Zhang Xiaobao jump up in fright.

No wonder he made a fuss, the old lady came out from behind the lantern at once, and the shadow of the shaking lantern shone on her wrinkled face, like ghosts with teeth and claws.

"The famous Ten Lords of the Underworld are coming, we have to make some preparations, we can't be rude." The old lady smiled sadly, like a character in a normal ghost story, "Don't worry, Mr. Lianchun, I I know your committee is fast, but they can't break my maze, and no one will disturb us now, and you have no reinforcements."

Lian Chunjun covered his lips and smiled: "I don't expect anyone to save me."

Mizong Po sneered: "Mr. Mihun, it's up to you now."

"Hey." The skinny old man repeated his old tricks, and also came out from behind the lantern, quietly standing side by side with the skinny old lady, and smiled showing a few missing teeth, "Okay, I can't wait any longer .”

"Although I accidentally caught one more, it doesn't matter, the more the better, it's better to go on the road together than to be alone."

He suddenly raised his hand on tiptoe, intending to touch the lantern.

"Hey!" Zhang Xiaobao had a weird intuition, and before he had time to think, he rushed up, trying to stop him from touching the lantern.

"Is this guy actually the same type of reckless man as Ao Jinyu?" Yin Bei's eyes were a bit complicated, "How dare he rush forward on such an occasion?"

"Oh, it's probably the type whose hands move before the brain." Lian Chunjun laughed helplessly.

It's a pity that Zhang Xiaobao's resistance didn't have any effect, he passed through the lantern without stopping like a gust of wind, and only let it spin around in place.

"Hey, why waste effort." Mihun Gong smiled, as if laughing at his overreaching, "Perhaps for you, this is still a good thing."

The lantern spun in his hands, making people dizzy for a moment, and exerted a great pulling force on the soul.

Master Mihun shook his head and showed off: "Little ghost, do you know what the weakness of the soul is?"

Zhang Xiaobao actually tried to guess very cooperatively: "The sun?"

Master Mihun sneered: "Idiot, it's the past."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaobao was dragged into a new scene before he had time to react. The change of light made it difficult for him to open his eyes for a while.

Master Mihun's hoarse voice came from afar: "If the past can be traced, changed, and brought back, how do you plan to change it?"

Zhang Xiaobao clutched his head and had a splitting headache. Just as he was about to speak, a voice came from the living room: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, it's time to eat! I cooked your favorite braised octopus today!"

Zhang Xiaobao was dumbfounded, he looked around in a daze, everything just now seemed like Nankey Yimeng, all the abandoned factories, evil old men and old ladies, and weird white lanterns had all disappeared, he was clearly still in his room now!

But since he started working, he has already moved out from his grandparents' house!

Zhang Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, then quickly jumped off the bed, stood in front of the table and searched for a mirror to take a look - he had a rather well-behaved black hair, and looked much younger than now, he was in high school.

Zhang Xiaobao was highly recognizable in high school. At that time, he was tortured by acne and missed all the beautiful love on campus. Looking at the strange and familiar face in the mirror, Zhang Xiaobao's lips trembled...

However, before he could be moved, the door of the room was already pushed open, and the old man called him a few more times: "Xiao Bao, don't look in the mirror, eat, it looks very good, those pimples are fine."

Zhang Xiaobao pressed the mirror subconsciously, and turned his head to look at it dully: "Grandma..."

Just as his eyes fell, he closed his mouth again—in the corner of the room, there was a black and white photo of his mother.

By the time he was in high school, his mother had been gone for years.

Grandma didn't notice his abnormality, so she gave him a hand: "Let's eat, didn't you say that you will call your dad after dinner?"

There was a slight smile on the grandmother's face, "Ask him what school he will study in the future, you must ask, he is your father."

Zhang Xiaobao fell silent, that's what he meant.

Now he can make a phone call to Zhang Hanshan, and he can clear up the misunderstanding about the "excavator" at the beginning. It turns out that he has returned to this point in time.

"But if it is untied, he will still die, but I don't know if he will be less unwilling before he dies?"

Master Mihun's voice seemed to ring in his ears, Zhang Xiaobao was very alert, turned around suddenly but saw nothing.

"Xiaobao? What's wrong with you, Xiaobao?" Grandma showed a worried look, but Zhang Xiaobao was still persistently looking for the figure of Mihun.

Mihun Gong smiled "hehe": "It seems that going back to this time is useless, why not go forward?"

"What the hell are you trying to do!" Zhang Xiaobao clenched his fists, "I won't let you dictate..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes flashed again, and with a "snap", the young mother, who seemed to be in her early thirties, patted the table and glared: "Zhang Xiaobao! Are you capable! Why are you yelling at me?" !"

Zhang Xiaobao opened his eyes wide in horror: "I'm not yelling at you!"

"You don't let me manipulate you!" The angry mother couldn't listen to what he said, and rolled up her sleeves, "I want to see if I can manipulate you today! Come here!"

Zhang Xiaobao subconsciously jumped up from the chair and fled. Zhang Hanshan sat on the chair, smiled and persuaded: "Forget it, oh, be careful, wife, don't hurt your hand."

"Ouch." After chasing her for two laps, her mother stopped suddenly, covered her heart and frowned, "No, I can't breathe after chasing her."

"Do you want to go check it out?" Zhang Hanshan asked with concern, "I remember you also said last time that your heart was beating too fast..."

"It's not a big deal." Mom laughed. "Didn't the last time the unit had a physical examination? Nothing happened, at most lack of vitamins. Who is not sub-healthy these days..."

"Go to the hospital!" Zhang Xiaobao jumped up instantly, "Go to the hospital, go now, go for a checkup!"

Mom opened her eyes slightly: "What are you talking about? What's wrong with you?"

Mihun's annoying voice sounded again: "Is it all right to go and check? Is it too late?"

His eyes seemed to be blurred again, Zhang Xiaobao couldn't help stretching out his hand to grab the blurred and disappeared mother: "Go to the hospital!"

He gasped for breath, and the scene in front of him changed again, but he had no time to take care of it.

He looked for the figure of Mihun angrily: "What on earth do you want to do! You know that nothing can be changed, what do you mean! Didn't you say that the past can be traced..."

Mihun laughed maliciously: "Of course everything can be changed in the past, but it's not enough to start from here."

"When will it be!"

Zhang Xiaobao was already irritated by him, he usually felt that he didn't care that much, he seemed to have long been used to his mother's departure and his father's distance, so that when he suddenly heard the news of Zhang Hanshan's death, he didn't really feel it.

It's not like the sadness of the sky falling, but like a blunt knife cutting the flesh, and I feel a little depressed only when I think about it occasionally.

He had raised his vigilance a long time ago, thinking that this guy would definitely make a fuss about his family, but when he actually saw these scenes, he still couldn't control his anger—he was using those regrets, he was using his family members who had disappeared!

Zhang Xiaobao's mind was agitated, and his thoughts were involuntarily led away by him. If he wanted to prevent this from happening, where should he start to change?

You have to study hard, don't argue with them, don't make them angry, or it's better not to give birth earlier?Or before everything started, simply beat the mandarin ducks to prevent them from being together?

Can it work?Can it really change?

Zhang Xiaobao didn't notice that his soul was vibrating, and his anger continued to dissipate, while Mr. Mihun showed a triumphant smile.

In his feverish mind, Zhang Xiaobao heard someone standing behind him and said, "Steady your mind."

Someone patted Zhang Xiaobao's shoulder, his whole body was frozen, a cold and solemn ghostly aura flashed past him, he was so cold that it was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head.

He opened his mouth—he was actually a short kid, standing alone on the street.

The figure in front of him was a little blurry, and he raised his head with difficulty: "Bei, Beidou..."

"The future can't be changed much." Yin Bei lowered his eyes, with a bit of compassion, "The past cannot be pursued, and the only thing that can be changed is the future."

"Do you want to stay here, or go forward?"

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The little golden dragon was on the way to carry Beibei——