Linda nodded in relief and hurriedly left with several children. Egger looked at the man who fell to the ground and shook his head, a little helpless.
London''s public security is not very good, especially in this winding alley surrounded by high-rise buildings, there are often a lot of tramps or drunks wandering around. God knows where they have spare time. Obviously, in this era of London, you can earn a lot of money as long as you are willing to work
As soon as he turned and left, egger looked stiff and turned around. The man on the ground didn''t know when to reach out and grab his ankle.
"Boy, you''re too nosy!" the man looked fierce, covered egger''s mouth, and then put his other hand on egger''s neck.
Egger''s face turned red and kept stretching his small thin legs and kicking the man''s chest.
The man''s rhubarb teeth exposed, ha ha smiled, and a flash of happiness flashed on his face.
Egger only felt that his head was getting dizzy and black began to appear around his eyes. Egger knew that this was a serious lack of oxygen.
A sense of crisis constantly impacted egger''s heart. A trace of black gas appeared around egger. The man looked at the black gas on egger in some panic. He wanted to release his hand, but it was entangled by the black gas. The man immediately panicked and screamed.
In the man''s sight, egger''s figure was swallowed up by the black gas, and then the black gas rushed towards him
Memory comes from the human brain. As early as the sixth century BC, parmenid proposed that memory is a mixture of light and dark matter. It exists in the mind. Some people may remember things around the age of three, while others have forgotten things at the age of six or seven.
Some people''s memories are sparse, like clouds and fog. They can occasionally recall a long memory moment, but most of the time they are in a daze.
And some people can still recall things in their previous life.
Xu Zhi exclaimed. He sat up fiercely from the bed, his chest trembled, and something seemed to gush out of it.
He touched the corner of his mouth, there was no blood foam, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.
Having been in this world for more than ten years, Xu Zhi broke his fingers. Ten fingers were not enough. He repeated them again, fourteen years, fourteen years.
The past flashed in his mind one by one. He wiped his eyes hard. In the past, he preferred that the world was a dream and there was always a trace of possibility to wake up from the dream.
However, this is a real world after all.
And fourteen years have passed.
In the small room, there is a bed, an old wardrobe, a stove and pots and pans near the window. Outward, it is a small compartment, which is the direction of the toilet and going out.
Behind the door, a color photo of an old man was pasted on it. The old man in the photo was energetic, smiling and sunny. There is a rectangular wood nailed under the photo, and a small incense burner and an urn are placed. There are some incense ashes left in the incense burner. A incense stick is burning slowly, fumigating a trace of sandalwood tree smell.
"The old man has been dead for two years."
Xu Zhi stared at the old man''s portrait, and the memory appeared again.
Last life, this life.
Xu Zhi was born without knowing where his parents were. He was an abandoned baby. He grew up in a welfare home. When he grew up a little, these children would be adopted by people in need.
The old man''s surname is Xu Mingzheng. He is a veteran. It is said that he has a trace of fate with Xu Zheng. Xu Zheng just passed by the welfare home to visit his comrades in arms and old friends. As a result, Xu Zhi, who was only two years old, held Xu Zheng''s legs and legs until he reached the door of the welfare home and hung them on other people''s trouser legs.
Xu Zheng, who is already in his fifties, adopted him when he thought about it. Anyway, he has no children and no children at his knees. The government''s retirement support fund is enough to meet the adoption conditions. It''s no problem to add such a little fart child.
Xu Zhi naturally followed Xu Zheng''s surname.
As a man, walking straight is Xu Zheng''s idea, and the origin of Xu Zhi''s name is not surprising.
The dilapidated house is Xu Zheng''s residence. Xu Zhi has been in this room for 12 years and carries too many memories.
When the light is turned on, the light in the room suddenly brightens up. Look at the alarm clock. At 5:30 in the morning, after a while, the day will be bright.
Xu Zhi touched his chest. It seemed that something always had to pop out. The bulge was gone. Now it is flat and smooth. It is the young and delicate body, without any difference.
He was a little thin, his face was long and narrow, and his eyebrows were like blades. Xu Zhi took the mirror. His eyes were divine in the mirror. They were not as congested as before, but he always felt that he seemed to have something more, but he couldn''t tell clearly.
Not to mention the memory of his last life, it seems that this rebirth with memory or similar crossing has not brought any benefits to Xu Zhi.
With different cultures and languages, all previous experiences seem to be difficult to use.
It''s impossible to be a gifted little prodigy.
Back then, when Luo Binwang was seven years old, he sang a song about geese, which surprised four people, and was praised as a child prodigy. Xu Zhi also wants to be a little prodigy and bring some surprises to himself or the people around him. However, he could not even translate ancient poems as simple as chanting geese.
Of course, if we don''t calculate the first sentence "goose, goose, goose", after all, this paragraph is still very easy to translate. After learning English for more than ten years, he could easily translate the first sentence without turning a thousand degrees. Of course, the second sentence would get stuck, and it was still very dead.
Different languages, flat, rhyme and meaning are completely different. Even if it can be translated, chanting geese can''t shine in this world.
Xu Zhi racked his brains and didn''t come up with any special way to make his life a leading role.
Ordinary people look ordinary wherever they are.
Perhaps, a stable life is also very good, plain and light is true.
After waking up at the age of six, Xu Zhi held this idea. In order to avoid the old man''s stick education, Xu Zhi also showed commendable performance. At least, he was more obedient than children of his age. It''s good to have an adult mind in your head.
Of course, there are also some disadvantages, that is, he accepts some new things slower than children, which makes him a little angry, but there is no way. The thoughts of adults are complex and diverse. They are not as pure and consistent as children.
Over the years, he has begun to meditate and slowly learn everything about the world.
Now that I''m here, I can only adapt. The old man Xu Zheng is Xu Zhi''s only dependence and his closest person in the world. Looking at the smiling color photos of the old man, Xu Zhi''s heart is full of sadness.
When Xu Zheng died, he was twelve years old. When he came back from school, he saw the old man''s dry body. His heart was like the old man''s body, cold and dead. From that day on, Xu Zhi had nightmares and coughing up blood.
It''s a disease. You have to treat it without money.
He went to the school medical room to have a general physical examination, blood test, whole-body X-ray and CT. All the verification results showed that he was normal and healthy.
"Maybe the old man is too lonely down there. He''s greeting me."
Since he can''t see what the problem is, Xu Zhi looks at it very lightly. After living a lifetime, he looks at life and death lightly. If he can live, he must live well. If one day death comes, he will face it calmly.
Living two lifetimes is to earn money. What else can you be dissatisfied with? This is not a mythical world. The world full of countless immortals, ghosts and demons is the earth of the previous life. Those things only exist in myths and legends.
Reincarnation is a gift from God.
He is just a small butterfly on the planet. He was gently fanned out of the earth and came here inexplicably. Perhaps, even the waves will not start, and will disappear in the dust of history.
Xu looked straight out of the window. It was six o''clock. The sun was bright. The early sun slowly rose in the sky. A new day came.
Many old men and women began to go out for exercise. Some waved swords, some held stone lions, and some twisted nearly 100 kilograms of green stones.
An old lady in red pressed the button on the radio.
The light melody sounded and filled the mist in the morning.
Everyone tossed and jumped, neat.
Square dance!
Xu Zhi sighed. He looked at the bottom of the bed. The alloy wrought iron stick that the old man liked to play in square dancing was lying quietly at the bottom of the bed. It was two meters, three or four meters long and 138 kilograms.