Ding ding ding…
A crisp sound echoed in the corridor, as if something was knocking.
Zhang Yu didn't care what the sound was. At this time, it must be something bad.
He stood up and was about to leave, but a figure suddenly appeared at the corner of the corridor.
The figure walked down the stairs very slowly, pausing after each step.
The figure was the blind man I had seen before, and the sound came from the crutch in his hand.
In the dark night, the sunglasses he wore flickered slightly. It was unclear whether he was really blind or pretending to be blind. He grabbed the handrail and used a crutch to feel his way down the stairs step by step.
Zhang Yu winked at Qin Nuo, signaling him to ignore the blind man. Just as he was about to leave, the blind man suddenly spoke up, "Neighbors, meeting again?"
Zhang Yu was stunned: "You are not blind, can you see us?"
"I can't see you, but I remember the smell of you."
"Besides, Xiao Mi will help me get to know you." The blind man smiled slightly.
This little Mimi should be the white dove on his shoulder, with eyes as big as black beans, staring straight at Qin Nuo and the other person.
Zhang Yu had a skeptical expression. Qin Nuo didn't care whether he was really blind or not. He asked casually, "Aren't you going to sleep? Why are you coming downstairs in the middle of the night?"
"I can't sleep."
"I'm worried about rent and gifts. The landlord is a hard person to talk to. I'm blind and all alone. If I'm kicked out, I'll have no choice but to beg on the streets."
The blind man said helplessly.
Qin Nuo and Zhang Yu exchanged glances and said, "So, what are you going to prepare?"
“People are afraid to talk too much, and some things cannot be said too much.”
"I'm a street fortune teller. When I have nothing to do, I like to read people's palms at the bridgehead to tell them about their fortunes and romantic luck. I also sell some things passed down from my ancestors."
The blind man didn't go downstairs anymore. He just sat down on the stairs and took out his food from his clothes.
"You look like you're only in your thirties, young and capable of many jobs. Why are you doing this?"
"What else can I do?"
"As a blind man, if he puts some plasters on his face and talks a little bit about underworld stuff, he can make a living if he looks presentable." The blind man said dimly. He looked like he was alone, blind and had no one to take care of him, but he was quite optimistic in his heart.
As he spoke, he pulled out two yellow talismans and handed them to Zhang Yu and Qin Nuo: "These two talismans can guarantee safety. Since you and I have a connection, I'll give them to you."
Zhang Yu quickly declined: "We don't have any money."
"Don't charge, consider it a gift to you." The blind man smiled slightly.
Qin Nuo took the talisman. The red characters on it were bright and sloppy.
"The host is a very special person. He has many little quirks. You have to be careful with your words and actions. Walls have ears."
"Maybe it's watching you right now!" The blind man muttered as he packed up the things in his hands.
Zhang Yu was so confused by what he said that for a moment, he didn't know whether he was an NPC in the game or a player.
The blind man stood up, patted Qin Nuo on the shoulder, and grinned, "Life is like a game. Since it's a game, the focus is not on winning or losing, but on participating and enjoying the fun."
"Do you think I'm right?"
Qin Nuo pinched the yellow talisman in his hand and hesitated before saying, "That makes sense. Master is right."
"I'm only twenty-six. Calling me Master makes me look old. Just call me Brother."
“…”
The blind man stopped muttering, patted his back, and stood up, walking downstairs with his crutches.
Zhang Yu watched him go down until he disappeared, then he said to Qin Nuo: "This blind man doesn't look normal."
"I've never seen him in this building before. He's a stranger, and his words are so mysterious..."
At this point, Zhang Yu hesitated and whispered, "I guess the owner of this building is right before our eyes."
Qin Nuo shook his head slightly. Although the blind man was suspicious, if he was really the owner of the building, how could he dare to come directly to them?
When I returned to Bai Zhou's room on the second floor, Bai Zhou just came out of the room with a bad expression on his face.
"Why does it take so long?" Bai Zhou asked Zhang Yu.
"Stop talking. I pulled the security guard downstairs downstairs to chat. I almost couldn't come back."
Zhang Yu sat down aside, picked up the kettle on the table, and drank it in big gulps.
Qin Nuo looked at Bai Zhou and found a bloodstain on his face. His expression did not look very good. He asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"The wound on your face, was it scratched by your girlfriend?"
Bai Zhou wiped it and looked at the blood on his finger. He seemed to have just realized that there was a wound on his face. He smiled bitterly and said, "The book was borrowed back, but Xiaorou's mood was quite volatile. It took some effort to calm her down."
Zhang Yu looked at her and couldn't help but say, "Don't argue with her, or she'll twist your head off and think it's normal."
"Of course I know. Xiaorou is everything to me now."
Bai Zhou said, looking up at Qin Nuo: "Have you found out any information about the owner of this building?"
"No, but I met a blind man. He was very strange." Zhang Yu said.
Hearing this, Bai Zhou suddenly frowned: "We are too passive. We are in the open, and the host is hiding in the dark. Time is very limited. If this continues..."
"We are bound to lose."
"And losing means real death."
He sat in a chair with his shoulders drooped and his eyes confused, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhang Yu listened, feeling a pang of depression. He patted his friend's shoulder, hoping to offer some words of encouragement: "Don't be discouraged, Xiaobai. That time in the dungeon, you were still the calmest and most astute one."
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