It is said that there is no unemployment in China, only unemployment, so Fang Chen, a young white-collar worker, is unemployed again.

After walking out of the office building, Fang Chen let out a long sigh in his heart. The anger that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time came out with the slap on the boss's face. It was great, but it also shattered his job.

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Fang Chen is now penniless, and the only valuable thing is the family heirloom he carries with him. This heirloom is completely transparent, like jade but not jade, and can show out colorful colors under the sunlight.

Desperate, Fang Chen gritted his teeth and entered an antique pawn shop. He decided to pawn this thing first to solve his urgent need. However, the price offered by the merchant made him want to die. One hundred yuan. What his mother said

The family heirloom was only worth a hundred yuan. It was a huge joke. Fang Chen really wanted to throw it away, but thinking of his mother's old face, he couldn't bear it and hung it around his neck again.

Fang Chen walked out of the antique shop depressed, looked at the streets with people coming and going, and suddenly became very sentimental, a hero is at his end, and a penny cannot kill a hero.

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind: "This little brother, please stay."

Fang Chen turned around and saw an old man with a fairy-like demeanor standing in front of him with a smile.

"This little brother, can you sell me the jade pendant you are wearing?"

Fang Chen smiled bitterly and said, "I won't sell it." One hundred yuan is nothing to sell. After saying that, he turned around and left.

The fairy-like old man was anxious and took out a few thick stacks of banknotes from his pocket: "The price is negotiable. These will be used as a deposit. We will go to the bank to get the rest right away."

Fang Chen looked at several thick stacks of banknotes. There were 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. This was just a deposit. Is this old man crazy? Or he had too much money and no place to spend it. The boss said that this family heirloom was worth the most.

One hundred dollars.

Fang Chen stood there, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Seeing such a scene, the immortal old man thought Fang Chen was unwilling to sell, so he became even more anxious: "Well, how about five hundred thousand? I bought five hundred thousand."

Fang Chen was struck by lightning. What happened? Are you dreaming? Why did it cost one hundred yuan in the store and suddenly increased to five hundred thousand outside the store? Five hundred thousand was already an astronomical figure for Fang Chen. Fang Chen was frightened.

I felt a little dizzy there.

But the fairy-like old man thought that Fang Chen was still reluctant to sell, so he was anxious: "Seven hundred thousand, seven hundred thousand, how about it?"

Fang Chen's throat was a little dry and he couldn't speak.

The old man became even more anxious. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "One million, one million, how about one million?"

"Okay, okay, okay, deal." Fang Chen's voice was trembling a little. One million, this astronomical figure made it difficult for him to breathe.

After completing the procedures at the bank, Fang Chen looked at the many zeros displayed in the passbook, and his heart was pounding. He never thought that he would suddenly have so much money.

At this moment, a man wearing glasses hurried in: "Brother, let me discuss something with you. We don't want this jade anymore, and you have to pay us back the money."

Fang Chen was stunned: "What do you mean? The money is not enough to cover the heat. No, I won't give it." Fang Chen shook his head.

The man immediately put away his smile and said with a serious face: "It's okay if you don't give it, or I'll sue you for fraud."

"Fraud? I'm not buying or selling by force. Why do you accuse me of fraud?" Fang Chen said dissatisfied.

The jewelry store owner flashed out from behind the man: "This thing is worth a hundred yuan at most, but you actually sold it for a million yuan, and you still said it wasn't a fraud."

"Brother, my uncle has something wrong with his brain, and he often does things erratically, so please cancel this deal, otherwise he will get involved in a lawsuit, which will not be fun." The man threatened in a subtle way.

Fang Chen felt a pain in his heart. The money had already gone into his pocket. It would be a bit distressing to take it out again, but under the circumstances, if he didn't withdraw it, he would probably be in trouble.

In desperation, he had no choice but to agree.

But the fairy-like old man pointed at the man and jumped: "What's wrong with your brain? I've studied Feng Shui for many years. This is indeed a priceless treasure. It's a pity that you were deceived by money and actually bought a casket for pearls."

, it really makes me angry.”

The man also said angrily: "Put away your physiognomy-breaking skills. Tell me about a time when you fell in love with the Feng Shui you have practiced for so many years. If grandpa hadn't asked me to help look after it, the family property left by grandpa would have been lost."

You have long since defeated me."

The immortal old man was still arguing: "I wasn't sure about things before, but this time I am sure that this is the quick treasure."

But the man couldn't help but ask the owner of the jewelry store to help him take the old man home by force.

From the few words spoken around him, Fang Chen learned that the fairy-like old man and the man with glasses were uncle-nephew. Their family was in the business of buying and selling antiques. They opened the jewelry store, and the so-called jewelry store owner was actually the owner of the jewelry store.

Just the general manager.

Fang Chen felt very disappointed. Seeing that the huge pie was about to hit him, something unexpected happened all of a sudden. He picked up the piece of family heirloom that looked like jade but not jade, looked at it, and then sighed heavily.

, and hung him back on his neck.

Fang Chen walked around the downstairs of the rented dormitory twice. He was sure that the landlord was not at home, so he quietly went upstairs. The rent had been delayed for several months. He originally wanted to wait until this month's salary was paid before paying, but as he

That slap on the boss's face meant nothing.

Returning to the dormitory, he fell asleep. Fang Chen vented his anger in a different way than others. Some people chose to drink, while others chose to exercise, but Fang Chen chose to sleep. When he woke up, he forgot everything.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but Fang Chen was awakened by a dazzling light. He opened his sleepy eyes. It was dark outside the window. It should still be night, but where did the light come from? He looked around, and it turned out that the light came from himself.

It was coming from the heirloom. Fang Chen had never seen such an abnormal phenomenon in the heirloom.

Fang Chen is completely sleepless, what's going on?

Fang Chen thought of his mother. Yes, he called her back and asked her.

Fang Chen's home is in a remote mountain village, and the conditions are quite difficult. There is still no telephone installed. Fang Chen's phone call was to a neighbor's canteen, asking the owner of the canteen to help call his mother to answer the phone. This happened again and again.

, more than ten minutes passed.

The light on the heirloom became more and more intense, and eventually it was as hot and dazzling as the scorching sun. Seeing the heirloom so strange, Fang Chen felt a faint uneasiness in his heart. As the light became more and more intense, the uneasiness became more and more intense.

strong.

The call was finally connected, and Fang Chen told his mother what happened here. Her mother was shocked and said hurriedly: "Son, you have to be careful. Look around for anything strange."

"What's the matter?" My mother is a calm person, but my mother's tone is actually quite nervous. Normally, there is nothing serious, and my mother would not be so panicked.

"Son, get out of that house quickly and find a safe place to hide." The mother on the other end of the phone shouted anxiously.

"Why?" Fang Chen asked in confusion.

"Get out quickly, don't ask why?" Mother shouted loudly, as if if she were delayed for a second, something big would happen.

Fang Chen pulled the door, but no matter how hard Fang Chen tried, the door could not be opened.

Hearing this situation, my mother was so anxious that she almost burst into tears: "Son, this heirloom of ours will foretell good and bad luck. When our family suffered an earthquake, it was this heirloom that gave us an early warning and kept our family safe. Today

The situation is the same as before, something big must be happening."

"Mom, don't worry. I've already come out." In order to prevent his mother from worrying, Fang Chen lied.

After putting down the phone, Fang Chen realized that the uneasiness was not groundless. He pulled the door hard, but the door didn't move at all. Through the crack in the door, Fang Chen saw streams of green smoke coming in from the outside. Through the peephole.

, Fang Chen saw the fire outside, and the corridor had become a sea of ​​​​fire. Fang Chen rushed to the balcony, but there was a solid security guard on the balcony.

He saw the crowds downstairs, already filled with all kinds of people, and some people standing there dressed casually. Fang Chen looked at his phone and saw that it was only three o'clock in the morning. The fire should have started in the middle of the night, thinking

I overslept just now, so everyone ran downstairs without me noticing.

Fang Chen shouted downstairs. Fang Chen lived on the third floor. Naturally, all the people downstairs heard it. They raised their heads and pointed at Fang Chen. The charterer obviously saw Fang Chen and couldn't help but

Shocked: "You, why are you still upstairs?"

"I want to come down, but the door can't be opened." Fang Chen shouted loudly.

When the tenant heard this, her legs became weak, and the people next to her hurriedly supported her. Everyone thought that the tenant was worried about Fang Chen's safety, but she was the only one who knew that she had made a huge mistake. She locked the door with a big lock.

It was locked. Because Fang Chen owed the rent for several months and Fang Chen had been avoiding her, she thought of a trick and locked the door with a big lock so that Fang Chen couldn't enter. But unexpectedly, something went wrong.

, something like this happened. If this matter is investigated, wouldn’t she be equal to a murderer?

The smoke in the room was getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature was getting higher and higher. The flames from outside had already rushed in, and the curtains and wooden boards in the room caught fire. The room suddenly became a sea of ​​​​fire.

Fang Chen rushed left and right, there were fires everywhere, and he couldn't tell the direction. The scorching heat and thick smoke made Fang Chen's consciousness blurred. Looking at the heirlooms on the table that were getting brighter and brighter, Fang Chen

He smiled bitterly, realizing that it actually had such a function, but it no longer meant anything to him.

Do I want to die like this? No, I can't. I am only twenty-two years old. I haven't had a good relationship yet, I haven't repaid my mother properly, and there are still many, many things that I haven't done? No, I can't die like this.

But what could he do? He felt that his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and his body was getting softer and softer. Only the family heirloom on the table suddenly seemed to explode, and a dazzling white light shot into the sky and shot into the vast sky.

night sky.

Just when the last trace of his consciousness was about to extinguish, he saw a light in the sky, like a shooting star in the dark night, streaking across the sky and rushing towards him. Could this be the vision he had before his death? It was an angel.

Do you want to take yourself away?

The starlight was indeed coming towards me. It turned out that it was still so brilliant before death. There was a boom, as if something was knocked away, and then I seemed to become lighter, and flew into the sky with a huff.

He saw a lot of people waving in surprise below, and there were flashes of light, like the flash of a camera, which was really strange. He also heard screams from people below. He had read reports that people

When he is about to die, his soul will leave his body. Could it be that this is when his soul leaves his body? But his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and the sights and sounds are getting blurry.

When Fang Chen opened his eyes again, Fang Chen actually saw himself lying in the arms of a beautiful woman. Could this be an angel sent by God to take him to heaven? Sure enough, angels are different, how can anyone in the world see it?

He saw such a beautiful girl. But instantly, he felt something was wrong. Why was the environment around him so familiar? This park was not the place where he often walked.

What on earth is going on? Fang Chen pinched himself hard, it hurt.

The angel chuckled: "Brother Tian, ​​why are you pinching yourself so hard?"

"Brother Tian?" Fang Chen didn't recover. He looked at the extremely beautiful angel in front of him blankly, with doubts on his face.

"Brother Tian, ​​why have you forgotten me?"
To be continued...