Chapter 488, Arts and Sciences

It was once said that after one of the five senses of human beings was shut down, the other aspects would be slightly enhanced, the so-called five senses are form, color, sound, taste and touch.

But the human body has more than five senses, there is also the legendary sixth sense, which is the soul.

Some people ask whether people really have souls. Can a person really exist in the form of a soul body, or even that soul body has enough to affect the ability of reality?

There was someone who tried, he closed his sense of taste, hearing, eyesight and so on year by year. After closing them one by one, the five senses of promotion would be greatly enhanced, as if those five senses, which had been abolished, were all concentrated on one sense, the sense of touch.

Then he ended his life, that is, the sense of touch, at the moment when his mood swings were the most violent.

It was said that from that moment on he would exist as a sixth sense, a soul, but no one had ever verified this, and no one had ever seen the soul of that ruthless man.

Returning to the present matter of the five senses, some people’s hearing becomes particularly powerful when they are blind, but this is not universal; on the contrary, the memory of the blind is generally better than that of normal people.

Mr. Storyteller is the type of person who has excellent hearing and memory, so he heard clearly what Xiao Lu said to Ren Xiaosu.

Now, his granddaughter is actually hiding herself from whispering to outsiders ……

Ren Xiaosu finished his meal and walked slowly towards his house. Nowadays, he is considered a familiar face in the market town, but everyone’s impression of him mostly stays on “rich”.

Before, not only the stragglers came to seek help, in the middle of the night, there would also be a special occupation to find the door, asking him for service, but he refused, and sometimes even do not even open the door to drive the other party away.

As for the haunting …… that Fawn said, he did guess what was really going on.

The door lock of the home door is intact, Ren Xiaosu took the key and opened the door, and walked straight toward the backyard, only to see five people lying on the ground in the yard, and then a field of broken potatoes ……

These five people are all ordinary people, also long ago by the potato shooter to break the gas.

However, Ren Xiaosu also has no psychological burden, looking at the courtyard of the bone knife scattered several, if ordinary people in the courtyard I’m afraid that early killed by these people.

The town knows that Ren Xiaosu has money, so from time to time the family will enter the thief, before Ren Xiaosu is their own hands, and then loaded into the storage space to the wilderness to bury.

But now, it’s not a big deal, the potato shooter can help him take care of it all.

The so-called haunted event is probably the sound of the potato shooter beating the crap out of these people after they tumbled into the backyard…….

Let Ren Xiaosu think about it himself, also feel that night must be extraordinarily oozing.

The newly established recruiting office in the market town, the wages are given very high, and the work done is to repair the road.

178 Fortress and the Wang Clan Consortium had already reached a partnership, and the roads in the Central Plains would soon be built to the Northwest, an expressway for automobiles, and a railroad to the former Zong Clan’s barriers.

The railroad can’t be built deeper into the northwest hinterland, because of the permafrost, it’s too difficult to build, and the maintenance cost is too high.

As a result, just at this moment, Ren Xiaosu suddenly received a text message again: target 61 barriers, Ling Bao Road, No. 137 residential building within the Fire Seed Company early morning team, suspected of hiding the ambush of the Dusk Squad, A level, reward 1 million, to accept the collaboration of up to five people, and all can obtain the authority to use the safe house once, encountered when chased by the protection of our side.

Ren Xiaosu froze, this mission was extremely similar to the previous mission at Barrier 63, and Ankyoji had directly increased the mission level and reward, previously collaboration was allowed up to three people, but now it had directly become five people.

In fact, collaboration or not collaboration is false, meaning that this mission has five rewards!

It seems that Anjing Temple is now going to fight with Fire Seed Company, and even so quickly released another mission against Fire Seed Company, these two organizations, suddenly there is a feeling of immortality.

It could also be because of the previous ambush that made An Jingji fight with real fire, and had to cleanse the Fire Seed Company from the territory of the Wang Clan Consortium.

But this time, Ren Xiaosu did not intend to go through the muddy water, he realized that it did not matter if he was watching or what, every time he intended to stay out of it, things would end up coming to him of their own accord.

Previously in the 63rd barrier made too much noise, in case Anjingji and Fire Seed Company together to find themselves, then it will be interesting ……

Moreover, Ankyoji had immediately brushed this quest in Barrier 61, so maybe he was trying to find out himself? How else could there be such a coincidence?

Therefore, Ren Xiaosu simply made up his sleep at home, and when it came to the evening, the sound of gunfire suddenly came from the barriers, and there was even the roar of artillery fire, which directly woke Ren Xiaosu up.

But he was like nothing, ran to the tavern to eat dinner, arrived in the tavern when the storyteller was resting to eat, the meal was nothing special, just a bowl of pants noodles.

Ren Xiaosu laughed: “Where is Little Deer?”

Mr. Storyteller didn’t even pick up on this, but instead asked in turn, “You’re not going to take a look in the ledge?”

“Why go there, don’t want to get involved in that muddy water,” Ren Xiaosu said cheerfully to the fellow, “Give me a bowl of pants with noodles, put more spices, I heard that you have bought a new watermelon, cut one over, I and the old man to eat some.”

Mr. Storyteller stared at Ren Xiaosu with his cloudy eyes: “Have you been through more muddy waters?”

“It’s all because of life,” Ren Xiaosu laughed.

At this moment, the storyteller suddenly asked: “Ask you a question, a watermelon is divided into three pieces, each piece is 0.333 right?”

Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment, “Right.”

“Then 0.333 multiplied by 3 equals 0.999, let me ask you, where did the remaining 0.001 go?” Mr. Storyteller asked calmly.

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while, “On the knife? Yes, it’s on the knife!”

Mr. Storyteller paused for a long time, “You really are biased in literature and science ……”

Ren Xiaosu look suddenly solemn, just now purely gagging, he is not so bad that he does not even know the reasoning of infinity after the decimal point.

But now, the so-called arts and sciences bias, is not precisely from the Northwest passed over it, and Mr. storyteller mentioned this obviously meant.

Ren Xiaosu calmly asked, “Master knows who I am?”

“People always say that it’s not the fierce dragon that doesn’t cross the river, but how can there be so many cross river dragons in this world?” Mr. Storyteller pulled all the remaining noodles in his bowl into his mouth, “I’m warning you, dangerous people like you don’t come to mess with my granddaughter!”

Just then, Little Deer suddenly came in from the backyard holding a watermelon, “Master, the fellow said you want to eat watermelon? I’ve cut it all up for you.”

Mr. Storyteller threw his chopsticks on the table, which watermelon was cut for himself!