I have nothing to fear after schizophrenia

The old man was quite discerning, and when he saw Wu Bing turning his head in distaste, he immediately agreed and said with a smile, "Young man, this is not a urinal."

The old man has gray hair and is quite well-dressed. The seemingly ordinary double-breasted old-fashioned clothes on his body can't afford a few months' salary if he stays here.

Wu Bingxin said that the old man was well-dressed, but he didn't expect that the way he spoke was also very particular, "Oh, it can be called a chamber pot, and co-authoring is for the same purpose. I don't need it. You can keep it by yourself, sir. You are going out in the middle of the night. Yes, it's not easy to find a toilet."

"You are quite interesting, young man." The old man smiled and stroked the white beard that grew from the upper half of his chin, "Today we are destined, you are the first one I met..."

Wu Bing felt very familiar when he heard the opening remarks.

In the past, when I drove into a 4S store for maintenance, the service staff would catch me and say, 'Sir, you are the first customer in our store today, and you can enjoy a [-]% discount'. There are no bundled items, and the money spent when going out is quite a bit beyond the budget.

Walking on the flyover on weekdays, I finally met a man who sold imported movies. Wu Bing said with tears in his eyes that he had been waiting for him for a long time, and he loved to walk up the flyover if he had nothing to do, thinking of meeting him by chance. .The film sellers were also quite touched, lamenting that the nobles had a lot of business, and just after they were released, they came out again to benefit the general public. 'This is a good thing that I just bought. Since you are the first to join in, I will give you a discounted price. If there is no discount, I will not sell it. Wu Bing's trouser pocket is full of happiness, and he has to go to this bridge when he turns back. This piece of shit is like dystocia, and the cards can get stuck so that people will wither.

After finishing his opening remarks, the old man continued to stroke his white beard and looked up at the white moon hanging in the sky inscrutablely. Why is the spiritual energy beginning to show signs of recovery, and some mysterious incidents have occurred one after another around the world..."

"Stop." Wu Bing raised his hand to interrupt him, "I know about this too. It was uploaded to a certain point. Are you a book writer? Or a book reader."

He is also a loyal fan of spiritual recovery flow, and he is so dazed that he will carry a urinal in the middle of the night and give science popularization to everyone.

The old man smiled disapprovingly, and shook his head, "Haven't you thought about it, why there is a sudden large-scale recovery flow at a certain point?"

Wu Bing didn't even blink, and said, "Isn't it just following the trend, the boss has made a topic popular, and the younger brothers naturally have to follow suit while the fire is still alive, and make a small amount of money?"

The old man continued to shake his head, "If you think about it again, it may be true. Because of the confidentiality agreement, only those who know it can tell it in this way of writing novels, laughing and cursing. After all, you also know that it takes a person How painful it is to keep a secret for life."

Wu Bing nodded, deeply sympathetic, "I do understand the pain. It's the same as the confidentiality agreement in [-]. My seniors and sisters all looked sad, and they wanted to say it but couldn't. I still vividly remember it."

Wu Bing changed the topic, "So, I look like a fool, sir, you still think I'm a three-year-old kid playing around."

"You kid. You really can't teach a child." The old man pulled his face, obviously unhappy, "I'm an old man, will I come out in the middle of the night to fool people?"

"It's hard to say." Wu took a rest from his illness, moved his buttocks, and felt pain from sitting for a long time, "Maybe you are sleepwalking. At this time, in this environment, with your old equipment, it is amazing , if you catch up with a second-year student, and your blood boils, you may believe it."

"Alas~" the old man lamented, holding the urinal in one hand and behind his back with the other, standing against the wind, with a fairy-like temperament.He looked up at the bright moon in the sky again, with a sad expression on his face, and muttered to himself, "Is it really doomed?"

It's hard to say if the doom is not doomed, Wu Bing feels that he will be doomed tonight, not to mention suffering from schizophrenia, and a split couple, so full of games and counting that they will soon make up two tables of mahjong.

Sitting in this park, apart from Bai Ye and other subpersonalities, it is also rare to meet a living old man, and this old man has a clear mind, so it is not necessary to talk about it.

When the two of them choked, Wu Bing felt his head cleared up, and the swelling seemed to have almost disappeared by touching his face.

After a long while, the old man turned his head to look at Wu Bing, his expression became calmer, and he said, "My ancestors used to protect this fairy artifact for generations, but my generation lost the incense, and my lifespan is near the end. I wanted to find the successor before my life was exhausted, so I have been lingering in this area. I noticed that there was a difference in the aura here when I was far away, so I came here."

The old man sighed again, with a sense of relief, "Forget it, it's God's will."

Wu Bing stared at him coldly and sighed for a long time, with that expression and appearance, "Hey, sir, come and sit, you should be tired from standing." He patted the bench beside him.

After the old man sat down, Wu Bing took a sneaky look at the 'fairy artifact' in his hand several times, it really looked like an old urinal.The more you look at it, the more you look like it, no matter how you look at it.The handle on the top, the small opening in the front, and the flat bottom below.But the material is copper, and the whole body of the pot is still glowing with patina, which has been aged for some years.

Wu Bing couldn't help thinking of a question, and as soon as the question came up, he asked, "Master, I heard you just now, I dare say that we are destined to pass on this treasure to me. Then your boss At the beginning, why did you ask me if I should buy it?"

The old man sat with his back straight and looked very cultivated.He touched the body of the pot with emotion, and smiled slightly, "There are a lot of swindlers these days, and of course the common people are not stupid, and their minds are also open, plus the propaganda in the newspapers, everyone is quite resistant to this kind of thing. "

"So you plan to dispel my resistance by doing business?"

"Yeah." The old man nodded, but his expression became sad again, but it became much lighter, "It's a pity."

Wu Bing observed the old man for a while, and saw that his expression did not seem to be fake at all, and he obviously didn't intend to leave. Wu Bing checked his mobile phone, tossed about half the night, and there was not much time left until dawn.

Wu Bing stretched his limbs, became interested, and asked casually, "Now that the inheritance is broken, what do you plan to do next? Do you want to continue looking for someone who is destined?"

"There is no time." The old man said very decisively: "I have searched for a long time before, and I wasted a lot of time. The sky is about to dawn, and when it dawns, it will be the end of my life."

"This..." Wu Bing choked on these words, and began to be half-believing.Could it be that I really met a powerful senior, and I am the so-called son of luck?sent?I am not an ordinary mortal, has the ideal of the second period finally come true?

Wu Bing's chest was hot, and he couldn't hold back his emotions, so he hurriedly asked, "Master, how do you use this fairy weapon?"

From hot to hot, I have to know what type of child of luck this is, and which faction the child of luck is divided into. The simplest one is the righteous side or the evil side.If it is the kind of dark system that wants to destroy the earth, or prevent other children of destiny from advocating justice, and rushes to the stall of this kind of spiritual energy recovery, isn't it rushing to seek death?

When the old man heard Wu Bing's question, a cluster of small flames ignited in his dead eyes, he put the urinal in his hand between the two benches, and introduced solemnly, "This is not an offensive fairy weapon. , this fairy artifact is mainly of the guardian type. Look at this small opening, once the time is right, an independent space will be released from this opening."

Seeing Wu Bing's puzzled expression, the old man quickly added, "It's not the kind of worldly space like a room you think. After this space is released, it will be invisible to everyone except the guardian, but it does exist. Yes. You may feel very shocked and unbelievable, and I was as shocked as you at the beginning. But you know, there are things that cannot be proven in science. The universe and the galaxy are so vast, we just have a glimpse of the leopard and know the tip of the iceberg."

"That's right." Wu Bing had a difficult expression, "Master, your setting is similar to the portable space at a certain point, don't mention it, it's pretty similar."

However, changing the ring or something into a urinal will drop the grade and it will be strange.

The old man continued his efforts, "Drama originally comes from life, as I said before. It may be true in reality. Those who know it are just using metaphors to warn the world. For those who believe, it is true. For those who don’t believe it, it’s fake. This kind of thing is unimaginable and mysterious, so it’s no wonder you question it.”

"Then even if what you said is true, what do you mean when the time is right? The key trigger factor?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, his expression was put away, a little embarrassed, "I don't know about this yet."

"What?"

Wu Bing opened his mouth, dumbfounded, and talked back and forth for a long time, speaking in a well-modulated manner, but it turned out that it was just talking on paper, and he didn't figure out what it was?

Wu Bing suddenly lost most of his enthusiasm, and squinted at him, "Master, you only read half of this book."

Hearing this, the old man frowned tightly, a little resentful, but not resentful of Wu Bing's teasing.He explained faintly, "As I said just now, my ancestors were responsible for guarding the immortal artifacts. Over the past thousand years, the aura has dissipated rather than nothing, and the spirit passed down from generation to generation has also somewhat slackened."

The implication is that if the aura is gone, there is no hope that the fairy artifact will be opened. My ancestors are no longer optimistic about the end of the Dharma.

Wu Bing thought about his words for a while, and pointed to the impoverished Immortal Artifact Lord in front of him who turned the fairy artifact into a urinal, "You don't know the way to open it, so I want to pass on a urinal."