Chapter 174

Feng xiuye suddenly sat up from the sofa and looked around. He found that he was on the sofa in his father's living room. He realized that what had just happened was a dream. He was relieved and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

This afternoon, after attending a party, he drank a little too much and didn't want to go home. He asked the driver to send him to his father.

My father was taking a lunch break, and he didn't disturb him. He sat in the living room to make tea and fell asleep.

I didn't expect that I had such a terrible dream

Generally speaking, if you wake up from a nightmare, you will feel better. At most, you will be afraid and lucky.

But now when he regained consciousness, he felt chilly on his back and numb on his scalp, because he remembered that he had come to "catch a traitor" with a group of relatives in his dream. There was a monster with eight arms and eight eyes, and his whole body was full of sarcomas and pimples, which was more than two meters high!

And his family, it seems, are still standing together with the monster!

Why do you see such a thing?

And now, after waking up, other dream situations, such as the women lying with themselves, such as the details of the hotel room, are all forgotten and blurred. But only this monster, clear enough to remember every sarcoma!

Feng xiuye rubbed his eyebrows and murmured, "is it fake wine you drink at noon?"

He poured out a cup of cold tea and drank it. Feng got up to take a breath of fresh air in the courtyard and dissipated the strength of his wine. He also threw off those strange ideas that suddenly appeared.

At this time, his eyes swept to the living room, a special display of various father's collection of small items, and then his body suddenly frozen.

Looking at the small eight arm and eight eye wood carving, Feng xiuye couldn't help wriggling his larynx and swallowing his mouth. His sweat just dried up came out again. His hands and feet were cold. He felt that the indoor temperature had dropped several degrees.

Although the wood carving does not look ferocious and terrifying, and it is quite different from the monster he saw in his dream, the characteristics of the eight arms and eight eyes are too bright to be a coincidence.

When Mr. Feng walked out of the bedroom after his nap, he saw his second son staring at the woodcarving which he had put into the living room.

"Xiuye, are you interested in this woodcarving?" Mr. Feng came over with his hands behind his back.

"Dad, where did you get this woodcarving? When I was last here, I didn't seem to see it? "

"Oh, it's made by Nana's friend. I told her to take it and play with it." Mr. Feng said, "why, are you interested in wood carving?"

"No Dad, I think this woodcarving is a bit of a heresy. I just fell asleep on the sofa next to me, and then I had a dream. Unexpectedly, I dreamt of a strange man with eight arms and eight eyes. It looks like this woodcarving. It should be said that it is much uglier than this woodcarving... "

If it is other times, hearing his son say this, Mr. Feng will frown, and then reprimand a few words, let him less contact with those feudal superstitious things.

But today, Mr. Feng couldn't help asking, "what kind of dream do you have? Talk about it carefully."

"It is After I woke up in the hotel, I saw the strange man standing by the door looking at me... " Naturally, Feng xiuye couldn't tell us the details of his dream. He just gave a brief description and then observed his father's face. He also knew that his father was quite disgusted with this kind of "strange force and disorderly spirit". Before that, he found out a geomantic gentleman in his newly decorated office. When his father knew about it, he gave him a bad scolding. He considered it and said, "Dad, I am I have an old friend who is also very interested in this kind of wooden art. This woodcarving is so special that I want to lend it to him for two days. You can see... "

Mr. Feng went out to the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He seemed to give a casual hum as he walked.

Feng xiuye did not continue to stay. He immediately took the wood carving with him, and then called to wait for the driver outside to pick him up. He was ready to immediately find a "master" who was well-known and often contacted.

His father's abnormal reaction made him realize that the woodcarving looked really strange. Otherwise, when he just said those words, he would be scolded as usual. However, his father did not scold him, but agreed to his request. This performance alone can explain many problems. He believed that his father must understand what he meant by taking it to "old friends".

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Xiang Kun arrived in the evening. He didn't tell anyone about his return, so naturally no one came to pick him up.

Although he was curious about the state of the eight armed and eight eyed wood carving, Xiang Kun did not rush to contact Tang Baona to see her grandfather, because according to the blood drinking cycle, the time for drinking blood should be tomorrow morning.

Back home, the same smell of bird excrement and rabbit dung, and a little bit of food and feed deterioration.

However, relying on sensory information, he quickly determined that the rabbits and canaries were tenacious.

Jin Shanshan didn't fly over as soon as he had been away. Instead, he was lying on the table beside the cage with his eyes closed. He looked like GG.But Xiang Kun is sure that he still has a heartbeat and a breath, and there is no burp fart.

Xiang Kun was worried that he was sick, so he went over to put it in his hand carefully, and gently combed his feathers. Then, according to the data recorded in the past, he compared his physical condition at this time, and turned on the infrared thermal imaging visual mode for observation.

Although it seems that all the indicators have some fluctuations, it seems a little weak, but it should be that there is no illness, no major hindrance.

Xiang Kun then put it on the side, ready to clean its cage, feed it some fresh food, and change the water in the bath.

However, when he was about to turn around, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the glitter that had been put back on the table. It seemed that he had straightened his head and opened his eyes to look at him.

Looking back to Kun, Jin Shanshan immediately lies down.

Xiang Kun came down interested, this goods is pretending to be dead??

He knew that some birds would pretend to be dead to avoid predators, but he knew very well that Jin Shanshan was no longer simply afraid of him. The relationship between them was more like a kind of partner, or attachment, and it had no reason to play dead to avoid anything.

So what's the reason it pretends to be dead?

Prank?

No, it's just a canary!

Xiang Kun came back, turned it over, and gently touched its stomach.

Jin Shanshan stretched her body and did not move.

"If you play dead again, I'll stew you up!" Xiang Kun threatened.

Jingshan is still unmoved.

Naturally, Xiang Kun didn't really stew it. So he cleaned up the bird cage and replaced it with new water. Then he cleaned up the rabbit cage and replaced it with new water. Then he made bird food made of walnut, vegetable and corn flour, and then took it to the side of the trough and poured it in.

As soon as she heard the familiar voice, Jin Shanshan immediately got up from the table and jumped back to her cage to eat happily.

Judging from his movements and various body reactions, Xiang Kun judges that he is now particularly "excited" and "happy", as if there is a trace of "pride"? I can't help but mutter that this guy doesn't think that his "feign death" success forced me to make a big meal for him, right?

Xiang Kun thinks that if you go abroad next time, you'd better send Jin Shanshan to Tang Baona's house, so that this guy won't be alone Well, the psychology of a bird becomes more and more elusive after a long stay.

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