This is an ordinary person.

After repeated identification, Yun Mu came to the conclusion.

With his full-level identification technique, he would not have been wrong, but one thing that made Yun Mu unable to understand was that this uncle named Lao Niu seemed to have a mysterious power, which was enough to determine the life and death of his ninth-level nightmare master.

When he reached Yun Mu's current state, it was impossible to have an illusion, so he could only talk to the uncle in front of him calmly. This task could not be solved by force.

So Yun Mu asked, "Why do you leave?"

Lao Niu was a little distracted and did not answer Yun Mu's question.

"Didn't you feel emotional in life? Have you felt anything?" Yun Mu asked again.

This time Lao Niu gave a reply: "I came up with a conclusion. If you want to divorce, you must wait until the child is five years old."

"Why?"

"Before the age of five, the court will award the custody of the child to the woman."

“…………”

The speechless Yun Mu sorted out his thoughts and was about to ask again, but the picture in front of him disappeared.

At that moment, Yun Mu saw that the old man who had been a few years older squatted down and held his head with his hands. Then, the picture was broken, as if the power of the TV was suddenly unplugged, and all the TV pictures disappeared.

This kind of dream consists of memory fragments and makes people confused. They always lose their chains at critical moments. Yun Mu's queries are not allowed to ask for the moment.

Fortunately, the maximum-level appraisal technique provided enough information. When he returned to the hall, Yun Mu integrated various information together and searched a lot of information online. For him, who had never forgotten it, the whole process lasted not long. After half an hour, he had already gained a relatively intuitive understanding of Lao Niu.

The only thing that made Yun Mu feel strange is that it is now 2016, and Lao Niu’s information only lasted until 2013, and there was no information in the next three years. There can only be two explanations for this result, either that person had died in 2013, or that person entered the mysterious alien space, which was equivalent to ascension.

Next, Yun Mu began to shuttle through the fragmented dreams and soon discovered something strange again.

Time: 2013.

Location: Small black room.

The small black room is worthy of its name. It is very dark inside and the windows are isolated with wooden boards. If the light is not turned on, it is difficult to see the light. There is a bed, a computer, and a chair in the room. If the symbolism method is used, this place can remind people of Kafka. If the realistic method is used, this place is very similar to the cheap dilapidated house rented by the silk stockings that rent 100 yuan a month.

There are something special in the simple room.

A hundred-dollar bill is pasted directly above the computer monitor with transparent gel, and a very rhyming line of words is written in bold sign pen: Look at money, make money from high money, and typing on the keyboard is equal to milk powder.

There were several posters of beautiful women on the walls inside the house. After a closer look, they were probably printed privately through pictures on the computer. Each poster had inspiring words.

A very famous beauty with a stick was lying and half sitting on one of the posters. A line of cursive script from Ps floated out on the girl's sexy lips: Is it true that I dare to burst out?

Another poster shows an extremely exposed position that only uses one hand to block Teacher Cang between his legs. Just in the mysterious place covered by his little hands, there is a line of vulgar small words: another five thousand words are coded to let you insert it!

The girl on the last poster is not a star in the entertainment industry. She should have been found from some pictures of beautiful online girls. This girl is very pure, a bit like the first love in Lao Niu's memory. But the line of words on the girl's breasts is not pure at all. It says: I'll give you ten thousand words, and I'm you!

Seeing this, Yun Mu sighed. Through his previous understanding, he already knew that Lao Niu was an old eunuch. But now he realized that it was not easy for an old eunuch. It seems that this uncle is simply trying to stimulate the motivation to write.

Zhao Yunmu thought that in such an environment, the uncle should have relied on a thousand words on his horse, and he would have changed ten thousand words a day.

Unfortunately, this is impossible.

According to Yun Mu's observation, the uncle wrote less than a hundred words in one hour.

The uncle in front of him was obviously indifferent and a little restless. He swayed on the chair. The plastic stick of the lollipop in his mouth was deformed by him and he never entered the state. This scene reminded Yun Mu of his appearance when he was in junior high school, and he seemed to be scratching his head when he couldn't write an essay.

Gradually Yun Mu discovered a detail. The uncle's two middle fingers on his left hand were burnt yellow, and he obviously used these two fingers to hold a cigarette for a long time. It is not difficult to imagine that this should be a man holding a cigarette in his left hand and a mouse in his right hand. So the question arises. Why has this uncle, who has been smoking for many years, not smoked a cigarette yet?

After looking at the few paragraphs written in the computer document, Yun Mu, who is also a smoker, probably understood. The uncle was in a bad mood and was very upset. The things he wrote were very ruined.

"Come one?"

Yun Mu couldn't stand it anymore, so he canceled the ghost state, showed up on the spot, handed a cigarette.

Lao Niu shook his head: "I'll quit."

Yun Mu: "Are you a wise man?"

Lao Niu: "It's been about twenty days."

Yun Mu: "It's so easy to quit? How old are you?"

Lao Niu: "I was in 1982 and started to get addicted to smoking at the age of fourteen. I'm about seventeen years old."

Yun Mu: "Damn, you're in 1982? I just searched the Duniang Encyclopedia, which says you're in 1985."

Lao Niu looked at Yun Mu in surprise and smiled: "I didn't expect you to believe even the Encyclopedia of Du Niang."

Yun Mu smiled wryly and changed the topic: "It's not easy for seventeen years, so why should I quit?"

"Some time ago, I had a high school classmate who died of lung cancer. This is the first person among my high school classmates... This is quite ironic. One year in high school, I lived in the school, and the animals in the dormitory smoked. He was the only one who didn't smoke. But he had lung cancer... I still remember that he was so angry that he couldn't do anything about it, and he would shout at us, "The harm of second-hand smoke is very terrible. Can you guys have less?" No one expected that a joke from back then has become true now. I heard that the cause of his death was that he smoked too much second-hand smoke. From time to time in college, he was unlucky, and his roommates smoked, and he was the only one in the company to keep himself clean. Later, when he worked, he was the only one in the company who didn't smoke..."

"This. This story is so destructive. What do you want to express? The only person who doesn't smoke has lung cancer, and good people are not rewarded?"

"I don't want to express anything, because this is a real story. When I heard the news of his death, I was frightened. The person who used to brag at the upper and lower bunks at midnight and the people who played football together during the day died like this. This incident has caused a great impact on me. In recent years, my health has been getting worse, especially because I am too addicted to smoking. Even if I am idle and have nothing to do, I can't stand it. I'm worried that if I continue like this, I will not only get into trouble, but also cheat my family."

Yun Mu was silent for a moment. The uncle in front of him had a strong mood. Maybe it was because the incident caused him too strongly that the logic was a little confused and the words he said were a little confused. However, Yun Mu understood what he wanted to express.

He asked, "I have been quitting for twenty days, so why do I feel uncomfortable all over?"

Lao Niu: "This is about drug rehabilitation. In addition to physical addiction, it also has psychological addiction. If I were asked to play games and movies now, it would be okay not to smoke. But if I had to write, I would collapse. When I was at the peak of my typing, I would have a 20,000 words a day, and the price was five packs of cigarettes a day, which made me feel like I was alive except me... Now that I had no cigarettes, I suddenly realized that I could not write anymore. This is probably a psychological addiction, and I am not used to it yet."

Yun Mu: "It's better to rest for a few more months and write when you quit your psychological addiction."

"A man's thoughts are different from before when he reaches thirty. This is when he reaches thirty. In the past, I always felt that I still had a lot of time, and I was squandering my youth and squandering my talents. Now I start to feel that I don't have enough time, and I seem to have no talent anymore. I also have a situation of memory loss, lack of concentration, and a trance... In short, hurry up and do something before I am completely useless."

"What you have to do is code?"

"That's not the case. It's time to close the mountain after writing this book."

"I have a question that I can't understand. You don't have to make a living by typing, so why do you have to keep writing? And shamelessly, the eunuchs have one book after another?"

"Because of an unrealistic dream, I have tried so many times, endured so many abuses, and rolled my eyes so much. When I woke up, I found that I was no longer young."

"What dream?"

"In this industry, the so-called dream is nothing more than a big hit. Look at my small dark room, which is similar to the house I rented when I debuted. I did this to remember the bitterness and sweetness, and to smoke and not smoke my family. Unfortunately, I will never have the passion of that year. I have always wanted to write a book that can fully express what I think and sell well. Practice has proved that this is impossible. The book I thought in my heart will never become popular, and the one that I can't be popular is something I don't want to write."

"Since that's the case, is it meaningful to continue writing? I read what you just wrote, it's too depressed, so it's better not to write."

"I used to think so, I wrote if I was happy, but I didn't write if I was unhappy. And the things I wrote were related to my mood. When I was in a good mood, I wrote them very happily, but when I was in a bad mood, I couldn't read them. For a long time, I thought I had a personality, and it was just a kind of willfulness. You see, now I have become a typical case of destroying my views. When I quit smoking, my wife and children were gone. What a nonsense story."

"…………I have read the Dharma Lord you wrote. Chapter 9 of it says: A gentleman should first determine the three views when dealing with the world. If the three views are established, then there will be no confusion in his heart... Calculate the time, that was written in 2009. You are also a person who is at the forefront of the times. He was studying these things a few years ago. Why do he destroy his three views now?"

"Does the old ones come, and the new ones come. I'm not feeling bad anymore. Do you know why? My motto is four words: Get together and parting. For so many years, I have been sticking to this purpose, divorce is like this, and typing is the same. I used to hate some readers very much. At that time, I sacrificed all my spare time, and even sacrificed my time with my wife xxoo. After get off work, I was so tired like a dog and insisted on typing, but what I wrote was in exchange for insults from others. Now I no longer hate those people. For those readers who have supported me, I should have a good time with them, so I will finish this book."

"I'll do it. Your speed is five hours, less than five hundred words. Can you finish writing it?"

"Yes, my speed is no longer as fast as I am now. I have never worked hard like I am now, enduring the pain of psychological addiction every day and writing for five hours. In this way, I can have about 500 words a day, and in six days, there will be a chapter of 3,000 words. In this process, I feel like I am doing something meaningful, and I am gradually overcoming the bad habit of entangling me for more than ten years. I hope to finish writing this before the Lantern Festival and then lie out of the door."

“Where to go?”

"When I was a child, I watched "The Emperor Qianlong Goes to Jiangnan". Everyone said that Jiangnan was the most beautiful place. At that time, I dreamed of going to Jiangnan. When I went on a long journey, I arrived in Jiangnan. Then my dream broke, and the difference between what I saw was too big and what I imagined. Later, I wanted to go to **, but after traveling half of China, I never dared to go to **, because I was afraid, and I was afraid that I would be disappointed again after going there. Now I figured it out, when the spring flowers bloom, I should go to **, no matter where it is, I should go to see it."

"Then what?"

"Then I don't have to think about anything."

"Why do I sound like I'm giving my last words?"

"No, there should be a brand new me after that, but I don't know what that new me will look like."

"What do you mean is that everything starts again?" Yun Mu was secretly happy. It seemed that the uncle in front of him was already full of positive energy. He then asked, "You can start over by going out for a while?"

"I don't know if this will work for others. It's very effective for me anyway. I'm not suitable for staying in the same place for too long, so I have to move in a house every once in a while. Even though I had been in Chengdu for a few years, I moved ten times. At that time, I was as free as the wind. If I wanted to be a big girl, I lived next to the big girl. If I wanted to see the big girl in Sichuan, I lived near the big girl... Maybe because of this, after getting married, I stayed in the same place for four years, and my spirit gradually collapsed. At that time, I felt that I was suspected of leaving my wife and children after walking a few steps. I spent four years here, and I lived a very depressed day, which led to big problems in my life..."

"Now, are you free again?"

"Haha, have you ever seen One Piece? There is a man named Jesus Bu inside, who put aside his sick wife and left his son named Usopp. The reason is: Because the Pirate Flag is summoning me!!!!!! If you have to answer your question, I think there is probably a free world calling me!"

“…Is this too irresponsible?”

"I have done everything I should do, I have a clear conscience and can be judged by others."

Yun Mu was speechless and felt that the miserable uncle in front of him suddenly became a passionate young man born in the 1990s.

.............(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!