Chapter 5: Where do you come from?

When it felt as if water could be squeezed out of the air, he lowered his hand

I had just hung up the phone when the door of the bar was pushed open

That person was relentless: "No... no... no... no... it's impossible, you... you all... you are not ordinary people, I... I can tell." Oh dear, listening to him speak is infuriating; perhaps it's because he is nervous, which makes his speech even more stuttered.

Time ticks away swiftly, and the compass's oscillation speed gradually increases. Its needle seems to pause on each of us, yet ultimately fails to settle on a final destination. It is normal to feel confused about choices at times, and what we desire most is for it to abandon the act of choosing.

Xiaoyue indeed awakened the not-so-intelligent old dog with a single remark, and similarly awakened us, who are also not particularly bright.

Little Li shook his head: "Don't involve me in this."

We huddled together, quietly watching where the pointer would finally stop.

The old dog eats with an air reminiscent of a celestial dog devouring the moon. Fortunately, he does not indulge in meat; otherwise, both I and Xiao Li would definitely suffer from malnutrition. We have always believed that even if the old dog is not as easy to raise as a pig, he is certainly not far behind. Just give him a bowl of rice mixed with some cabbage leaf soup, and he can gulp down three large bowls.

At this moment, Bifang was the first to speak: "If it breaks down, will our money be lost?"

Fortunately, today I had noodle with sauce; if I had eaten tofu dregs stir-fried pancakes today, I wonder what they would say. May the Almighty grant you tofu dregs stir-fried pancakes; isn't this just belittling someone

It is turning so abruptly that it now spins like an electric fan

It is evident that this compass is somewhat timid, as we are all watching it closely. It may sense that if it dares to harm any one of us, its demise is imminent. Take our weakest member, Little Li; without any magical tools, he is just like an ordinary person. The key issue is that this fellow has a natural paranoia about being harmed, even taking a shower requires him to bring along a bunch of trinkets. If his father had the same problem, he would probably still be lively, going out every Wednesday morning to buy discounted eggs.

Is it really that easy to open it like this

May I ask if you need any assistance with the books? Our bar is closed today, and the sign has already been put out front. I cannot afford to be negligent with such individuals, as many artists possess this temperament; offending them is more distressing than offending a thug

He saw a glass of water, his eyes lit up, and then he dipped a finger into the cup. We were even more dumbfounded, having never seen such a dirty person before

That person smiled shyly, and even speaking became smooth: "I really have no other intentions... I just noticed a bit of resentment, not too strong... I came over to take a look. My name is... Wu Weiguo, and I am a... fairy."

Little Li walked up to him and gave him a polite smile: "You must be mistaken; how could there possibly be a strange aura here?"

Fairy? Go to hell, fairy. Old dog Bifang is still with me. Even Wang Lao Er says it's a fairy, but we at most have some special abilities. Fairy my ass. And those who just open their mouths to claim they are fairies?

He waved his fingers in the air, and the water followed suit, transforming into various shapes. At one moment, it became a large goose, at another, a frog, and it even morphed into intricate figures such as Sun Wukong, the Calabash Brothers, and Black Cat Detective.

We all looked at him with a kind of suspicious gaze, and he became nervous again. This time, he couldn't even utter a word; after gesturing for a long time, he sighed and gave up

After Xiaoyue helped us to our seats, she turned and went upstairs, dragging the sleepy Bifang out of her room, urging her to wash up. This is her habit; if no one supervises her in the early morning, she never washes her face.

But that big brother shook his head with sincerity and firmly pointed at the turtle. We suddenly felt that he was a good comrade, unpretentious and calm, not forgetting his roots or his ancestors, unlike a certain Xiao Bi, who insisted on claiming to be a Vermilion Bird

Xiaoyue spread her hands and made a helpless expression: "If there is money to be made, would he add to his own troubles?"

I nodded. The old dog nodded. Xiao Li nodded

The old dog suddenly realized, picked up Xiao Yue and kissed her. However, she kicked him hard, sending him to the ground. Yet, he got up without a care and laughed heartily at the sky. After laughing, he turned back to Xiao Yue, who was rubbing her face with her hands, and asked, "Well, it might be possible to keep this from others, but there's no way to hide it from Wang Lao Er. What should we do?"

What do we believe in? What do we believe in? Isn't it just an air humidifier? Walmart gives you one for free if you buy three hundred, is it to prove that it has become a sentient air humidifier?

Just when I was at a loss, the compass suddenly came to a halt, yet the needle continued to tremble incessantly, as if it were a person having a seizure. Then, a wave of energy erupted from it, reminiscent of the steam that escapes when a steamed bun is first opened, though it was devoid of heat. After that, it truly came to a complete stop

The old dog kindly handed him a cup of water: "Here, brother, please have a sip of water first"

I looked around: "What is happening?"

I put away the compass and sent a text message to Wang Laoer asking him to come and pick up the items before dinner this afternoon

Finally, Xiao Li could no longer bear it. He rolled up his sleeves, placed one foot on the stool, and handed me the talisman he had drawn yesterday: "If something happens later, just tear this up." His expression was as if he were at a funeral, hesitating to take action.

The old dog perked up at the mention of money, and with a start, turned to me with a grin: "Well, Brother Yun, you see, why don't you negotiate with it? If there's something, let it come to you instead of wandering around. Our Renminbi, you see, has already turned into a four-wheel drive car. If it gets damaged, we won't be able to get our money back."

It must be said that the old dog is actually a pseudo-Catholic. Every time before he has a meal, he has to recite a prayer: "Thank you, Almighty Lord, for granting us delicious noodles. Amen"

Xiaoyue still has that sweet smile: "At the beginning, they didn't say they wanted a living one, right? We just need to give them the item, don't we? The reason they couldn't take this item back then is probably because this compass would deter outsiders, right? They also didn't know the reason behind it. Am I right?"

At this moment, Xiaoyue approached with a smile and said, "What happened, what happened?"

The old dog is as bewildered as I am

Upon reflection, what he said makes sense. Moreover, my clothes are all styles from four to five years ago. Benni Road is at least a brand, isn't it? This purchase is not a loss.

Now... can you... believe it? www.hetushu.com

After finishing the meal, Xiao Li took out the coffin he had brought yesterday from under the table and placed it in front of us. The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Although we all have our peculiarities and are somewhat different from normal people, we have been living our lives as usual, with only minor details differing. When faced with the unknown, we still become disordered.

Before we could even begin to feel disgusted, his fingers emerged, and along with them came a lifetime's worth of lukewarm water, floating in the air, in stark violation of Newton's first law of motion

At this moment, the old dog reacted: "Are you a turtle?"

Bi Fang also wore a face of despair; she usually followed the crowd. The pretty boy was probably contemplating how to deal with those Taoist priests, while I was utterly confused. How did I end up causing the death of a compass? This cannot be right; this situation makes no sense at all

The person nodded at us a few times: "I don't want anything, I... I really don't want anything. I just passed by earlier and felt that there was... there was... a strange aura here, so I came over to take a look." This person spoke very slowly, occasionally stuttering a bit, but was quite polite in his speech. Moreover, judging by his attire, he did not seem to have an education level above that of a graduate student, so he definitely wasn't one of those from the Taoist Association.

At this moment, I recall what Brother Chunmeng told us yesterday; this thing signifies that whoever it points to is unfortunate, and whoever it indicates will suffer. Suddenly, I have a feeling akin to playing a slot machine

Early in the morning, the three of us, preoccupied with our thoughts, did not sleep much. However, when we came downstairs from our room, we found that Xiaoyue was already preparing lunch, while Bi Fang was nowhere to be found

Xiaoyue is completely indifferent to this, and it seems she is unconcerned about anything at all, yet she knows everything. We have long since grown accustomed to it, so leaving her alone in the kitchen to wash dishes, mop the floor, and clean is not us bullying her; she simply enjoys it. If you don't let her do it, she will still find a way to sneak in some work. Therefore, Xiao Li has been striving to steer Bifang in Xiaoyue's direction. However, the results have been minimal. If you don't let her do it, she will still find a way to sneak in some work. Therefore, Xiao Li has been striving to steer Bifang in Xiaoyue's direction. However, the results have been minimal.

Little Li Zi can no longer hide this time, after all, being pretentious is of no use in front of those who can see through it and are not ordinary people: "So what do you want to do?"

At this moment, Bi Fang suddenly interjected, "Are you Xuanwu? And the - Diagram - Book"

The old dog remains silent, focused on eating.

Hesitating and wandering, it feels just like during graduation, watching my first love, as delicate as a little white flower, slowly fade away from my sight. I am torn between quietly waiting or stepping forward to embrace her tightly in my arms

The person who walked in appeared to be around thirty-five years old. He wore a gray knitted sweater on top and military green jeans on the bottom. His shoes, clearly made of synthetic leather, along with his height of 1.85 meters, his melancholic and curly disheveled hair, and his eyes that seemed uncertain whether they were open or closed, all contributed to an impression of distinct sleaziness

We each maintained our initial posture, with blank expressions on our faces

Xiaoyue has already taken the mop

Seeing that we still did not believe him, he plopped down on the sofa, panting heavily, while we looked at him in astonishment

The four of us sat in a circle, you looking at me, and I looking at you, our eyes nearly bulging out from staring.

In general, when encountering matters of this nature, it is usually Li Zi who steps in to resolve them. After all, I am almost as illiterate as Bi Fang and the others. Bi Fang is slightly better than I am, as she has spent a longer time with Xiao Li Zi and occasionally has moments of inspiration. Lao Gou is about the same as I am.

The old dog solemnly answered my question: "I never took it seriously. I thought it looked quite cool in the movies, so I just did it for fun at the time. Now I've gotten a bit used to it. When I was learning from the old man, I didn't believe in such superstitions as God. Isn't it true that the television broadcasts against feudal superstitions every day?"

The old dog looked almost on the verge of collapse: "Your brother has driven this compass to its death. Look, it hasn't moved at all. My three hundred thousand!"

The compass slowly rotates, at a rather slow speed. It seems as if everyone wants to take a turn with it, yet no one can decide who should go first.

Then he seemed to raise his hand as if to prove that he was a demon, appearing to exert force, and we noticed that the air around us had become humid, with a layer of water droplets forming on the bottle.

The old dog jumped up, one hand gripping its own hair and the other clutching the now motionless compass: "You all tell me! How can this be? How the hell could you drive a compass insane? Is there no justice left in this world?"

I picked at the noodles with chopsticks, finding them rather bland: "I said, can you stop droning on about these few phrases every day? Yesterday, when we had hot pot, I didn't see you being particularly devout; you ate as if you were competing for a spot. Look at Li Zi, as a foreigner, he didn't treat God as a big deal. What do you, a Chinese monster, have to believe in some foreign deity for?"

I didn't expect this big brother to have such a childlike heart. The old dog whispered to me, and I nodded vigorously

The old dog did not wait for him to finish speaking; with a swift motion, he seized the small coffin. With a forceful grip, the entire coffin was unexpectedly cut in half horizontally, falling onto the table with a loud crack. The sinister compass inside also spun a few times on the table before coming to a stop

Alright, this line, but how do I make it stop? I have no experience

Brother Yun, Brother Yun, don't rush, don't rush. Aren't you invincible? Didn't you hear that fool say yesterday? This is at most just a car accident. Look, for us to have a good New Year, you just need to make a little sacrifice. At most, you'll tear some clothes, and when the time comes, I'll get you a set of Bally.

Xiao Li's expression was gloomy: "What just happened was pure resentment, and I suspect Wang Lao Er already knows. Not only does he know, but those bastards from the Taoist associations in our city and the surrounding counties also know. We have become famous!"

Bifang shot a glance at the old dog, who had noodles in its mouth, and said: "You are nothing but a feudal superstition; you might as well commit suicide to repay the world."

I am furious: "Why is it me? You deserve to die! What a disgrace!"

Just as the four of us were about to catch our breath, the needle of the compass on the table, which appeared to be of high quality, began to move slowly.

Due to the rush of time, I can only rely on noodles to get by today. Clearly, I am not very fond of eating noodles. As for Xiao Li, it doesn't matter to him. However, for Lao Gou, as long as it is something made by Xiao Yue, he would lick it up even if it were excrement.

Bifang is even more bewildered than the two of us

Finally, he condensed into a turtle in mid-air, then pointed at the vividly animated turtle: "This... this is me"

When I said this, everyone was dumbfounded. This thing, whoever you want to play with is at their mercy, alright? It depends on their mood. If they are in a bad mood, even if I am here bathing, changing clothes, lighting incense, and worshipping my ancestors, they won't even pay me any attention.

Isn't it said that they are deceivers? I have always thought that the Daoist Association is just a facade; in reality, they are merely a literary organization. Otherwise, why would they require a graduate degree or higher?