Chapter 2 wedge two

In 2010, in my spare time, I edited and edited anecdotes about my hometown that I had heard since I was a child into a novel, and published it on the forum.Then many netizens added me on QQ, chatted with me, and discussed with me many weird events in the world that humans cannot explain.Many netizens also asked me about fortune-telling and Taoist divination.At first I was able to deal with them one by one, racking my brains to express my point of view in my own way.Later, more and more people communicated with me, so I had to tell them frankly: In fact, I am just a storyteller, not a fortune teller, and I am not a branch of Taoism.

There are also some netizens who tell me about the weird events they have experienced and heard about, hoping to get my approval and explanation.I really want to give them a precise answer, but I can't. The stories that netizens told me are very exciting. Judging from the details of the narration, I believe in the appearance of the incident and their sincerity. I would rather believe that what they told was the real incident.But after hearing more stories like this, I became more and more numb.I am sorry that I cannot answer their doubts.Because I'm just a post, not a magic stick. But after a netizen named Vest contacted me, my attitude changed.

Vest first left me messages on the Internet, all of which were inexplicable numbers, and I didn't pay attention at the time.Later, when Vest added me to my QQ and asked if I could help him find his father's whereabouts, I couldn't help but smile wryly. The first thought in my heart was that it turned out to be another netizen who regarded me as an omnipotent magic stick. I politely rejected him, and said that I really don't know anything about this, and then just perfunctory him a few words.The vest didn't say much, and went offline without saying hello. Many days passed, and I finished writing the post very early that day. I was bored and wandered around the Internet, chatting with netizens on QQ.I was so bored that I noticed the message that vest followed my post.

His message to me was a long series of numbers: This is a novel thing, which is particularly conspicuous among the texts and posts of many netizens, and finally aroused my curiosity. Now, I'm glad I'm still a curious person, otherwise I would have missed the opportunity to learn about this incredible event. I wrote the conversation with the vest first, as the beginning of this story.