It was just that a few days later, there was a notice in the Metro Evening News that an old man died on the side of a suburban road. One arm and two legs were missing, as if he had been torn off by some particularly huge creature.

Same.

The blood trail dragged from the depths of the suburban woods to the edge of the road. On the notice, the police officer only stated that the old man was attacked by a bear. The old man's ID photo also appeared next to the notice, which was the old gentleman.

It's as if the fate has been predicted by the old fortune teller.

A few years later, nothing special happened in Xincheng Welfare Home, and the children inside, big and small, lived their daily lives in an ordinary way.

If there is anything special, it may only be Jiang Wuqi who often squats in the corner alone, playing with weeds and teasing ants.

At this time, four-year-old Jiang Wuqi had a pointed nose embedded in his dark and thin face. His hair was about two inches long and disheveled, like a magpie's nest.

Under the thick eyebrows are a pair of big eyes, black eyes, spinning around like abacus beads.

Every day, he squats in a corner and plays alone. Other children also avoid Jiang Wuqi, because as soon as they come into contact with Jiang Wuqi, they will have some minor accidents, or they will break their skin while playing, just because they play games with Jiang Wuqi.

I accidentally hurt myself.

Therefore, children of all ages don't really like to be with Jiang Wuqian, thinking that staying with him will be bad luck.

It was windy that day, and the sky above our heads began to turn gray, and the clouds turned from white to black. Soon the black clouds covering half of the sky quickly moved to the west. The sky quickly became dark!

A couple came to Xincheng Welfare Institution. The man was slender and had a round, gray face, like an old silver dollar that had been worn dull and blurred.

The woman is tall, with a straight nose on her duck-egg face, a few faintly visible crow's feet on the corners of her eyes, and a smart look in her eyes.

In the office, standing in front of this couple was the director of the Xincheng Welfare Institute. He was in his forties, with a strong body and a pair of bright eyes on his flat face.

The couple didn't say much. They just fell in love with the relatively lonely Jiang Wuqi and wanted to adopt Jiang Wuqi by name. The dean's face, which had been smiling so brightly before, instantly turned cold.

"This child is usually very withdrawn and doesn't like to talk. I suggest you look at other children, okay?" the dean quickly explained.

The couple seemed to be very persistent. They were sitting on the sofa in the office. The woman suddenly stood up.

"It's okay, I just like this child. He looks very cute. Even if he is very withdrawn and doesn't talk much now, under our guidance, he will grow up healthily. Don't worry!" the woman said firmly.

The dean looked aside, smiled bitterly and remained silent.

The couple saw that the dean did not speak, so they took out various identity information from the handbag they carried and handed it to the still silent dean.

The dean looked at the couple again and said.

"Are you sure you want to adopt Jiang Wuqi's child?"

"Sure, sure!" Seeing the dean suddenly relent, the woman immediately affirmed.

The dean turned to his desk, took out the adoption procedure from the drawer, stamped it, and handed it to the couple for their signatures.

The dean smiled bitterly as he put the signed adoption procedures into the file bag and put it into the drawer he just opened.

The door of the office was opened, and the dean led the couple slowly toward the dormitory where Jiang Wuqi lived.

This dormitory is very small. It can be said to be pitifully small. It is only a few square meters. There is only one iron-sided glass window in the room. There are several holes in the glass window. There is only one bed and one in the room.

Old wooden table.

After a while, the dean and the couple arrived in front of Jiang Wuqi's dormitory door. The dean picked up a bunch of keys in his hand and opened the dormitory door.

It is said to be a dormitory, but it looks more like a prison cell. During the day, the children can come and go freely. Only at night, the dormitory where the children live must be locked. The windows and doors of each dormitory are reinforced with steel bars.

, as if to guard against something.

As soon as the door is opened, you can see the obvious shabbyness. This kind of living environment, to say the least ugly, is better than the living environment of begging outside.

The dean walked to the bedside and patted Jiang Wuqi, who was still sleeping soundly.

Jiang Wuqi opened his eyes and saw the familiar Dean Auntie. He smiled, wiped his still sleepy eyes with his hands, and sat up.

The dean pointed to Jiang Wuqi and the smiling couple standing at the door.

"These are your new parents. Go home with them."

"Um."

He just responded with a small mouth and a relaxed smile on his face. Although Jiang Wuqi was only four years old, he looked very sensible.

The young Jiang Wuqi thought this would be a turning point in his destiny, but the good times did not last long.

When Jiang Wuqi was ten years old, the couple suddenly died suddenly at home. The appearance of death was extremely ugly. The whole house was in a mess, dishes were scattered on the floor, and all kinds of clothes looked like they had been torn to pieces.

It can be said that nothing in the house is in good condition. Even the security door seems to have been broken open by something. There is a huge hole in the middle of the door.

Later, the police officers also opened a case to investigate, but in the end they found nothing. It was decided to be an unsolved case. Even the news was not allowed to report this case, and all the information was suppressed. After all, the case was too bizarre and suspicious.

too much.

Later, Jiang Wuqi returned to the Xincheng Welfare Institute again. Perhaps he was really the most ominous person. The couple who adopted Jiang Wuqi died one after another, from illnesses and accidents, and even the couple's family members also followed.

Several died.

These rumors are still spread by word of mouth among the children in Xincheng Orphanage. No one in the orphanage is willing to be with Jiang Wuzhan, because they are afraid of being killed by him.

It wasn't until Jiang Wuqi reached adulthood at the age of eighteen that he successfully obtained the procedures for leaving the hospital. After all, he was so ominous, and everyone hoped that he could go far away.

He walked out of Xincheng Welfare Institution, and the first thing he did was go to the canteen and buy a bottle of mineral water and a few yuan of bread.

Jiang Wuqi did not choose those colorful jobs every day, but went straight to the crematorium located in the suburbs.

Perhaps, as the old fortune teller said, Jiang Wuqi is the most unlucky person and will kill the people around him. So if he chooses to work in the crematorium and deal with the dead for the rest of his life, he will not hurt anyone anymore.

Working in a crematorium is a profession that walks between life and death. It is popular among the three religions, nine streams, and nine currents. It is not that this profession is so despicable, because it is very hard to move corpses frequently, and it is also considered unlucky and taboo.

people.

Jiang Wuqi also successfully entered the job at the Sunset Crematorium in the new city. Because there were very few young people working in this field, he did not encounter any obstacles.

In the sunset crematorium, Jiang Wuqi heard a story. A traveler accidentally broke into a vast desert no-man's land. He couldn't get out. He thought he would either die of thirst or starve. In the end, he

When he died, he didn't know that there were actually snakes in the desert.
Chapter completed!