Chapter 153

Dream ghost?

Li Zhuiyuan put down the brush in his hand, leaned back on the chair, turned his head to the right, looked at the balcony of the dormitory, and the sun was shining outside the window.

Then he continued to look around, looking at the furnishings in the room, and finally raised his head and stared at the roof of the dormitory.

The moment he saw these two words, he was thinking:

Am I in a dream now?

Admittedly, the boy also knew that his reaction was a bit too stressful.

But he also knew that this opponent was likely to have such ability.

Dream ghost, this should not be a name, but a name.

There are wrong names, but there are rarely wrong nicknames.

Ordinary corpse demons in the dead also have the ability to seduce people, but Li Zhuiyuan believes that this is a completely different concept from what he is about to face.

The fact that it can be prefixed with a "dream" alone is enough to explain its weirdness.

Next, he and his partners should often face such self-doubt: Am I in a dream?

Even now, Li Zhuiyuan is temporarily unable to determine the specific environment he is in.

There is no way, the amount of information he has about it is still too little, and it is a stumbling block selected by the hand to strangle him. It is a kind of strength certification. It is not too much for him to guess it with great fear.

However, he has an anchor point.

Because she can't be pulled into the dream, and there are very few who dare to pull her into the dream.

But before confirming, there is one thing he needs to do.

That is to confirm whether the river water will be moved, just like before going to Zhangjiajie last time.

He didn't tell Liu Yumei about this matter, and took the initiative to take on this game with a huge difference in strength. The confidence comes from the rules of the river water.

With it, he can take this opportunity to counterattack and cut off this hand.

Without it, he can only change the plan and strategy again and choose to be passive.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes fell on the painting that he was just about to complete.

Previously, the Evil Book did not allow him to continue painting, which means that in the eyes of the Evil Book, it would catch fire after he finished painting, which is a sign in itself.

But I don't want you to think, I want me to think.

This game concerns the safety of the entire team. If you don't burn it, I will feel uneasy.

Li Zhuiyuan rolled up his sleeves, bit his tongue tip, took the blood from his tongue tip, and began to draw the spell from his forearm down to the back of his hand.

Then he used black dog blood to draw patterns on the brush.

Finally, he united his mind and spirit, held the pattern brush with his spell arm, and continued to write on the Evil Book.

The traces that could not be presented before appeared at this moment. The boy wanted to complete the image of the dream ghost on the page.

And this time, even the Evil Book could not stop it.

[You...]

The Evil Book should be extremely speechless, even hysterical.

I only need a little blood sacrifice, even if you only take a little fingertip blood to give it, it is an extremely precious tonic for it now.

But the boy used his blood and tongue to draw a spell, and used more precious resources to break its obstruction, rather than give it any.

It could obviously get its help at a lower cost, but the boy would rather spend more than ten times the extra cost to force himself to do labor.

It understood.

It was because of understanding that it was more depressed.

Since its birth, most of its owners have been played by it between the pages of books, and very few can maintain a clear mind to seal and suppress it.

After falling into the hands of this boy, it felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The boy's rationality was cold, which it had never seen before.

It seemed that he had no emotions at all, which could be used for teasing and use.

It was very suitable for some smart people to enjoy the intoxication of loving and killing evil things, guarding against and using each other.

But for Li Zhuiyuan, he felt that doing so was extremely stupid and self-righteous.

Directly pinch the source: never trade with it.

On this basis, any value that can be squeezed out is pure profit with zero risk.

Not to mention the past, even before getting this "Evil Book", how many lives were lost because of its bewitching, and the two of the Mao family were even more murderous.

I am not making peace with evil things, I am... eliminating evil and defending the way.

The painting is completed, and the dream ghost is complete.

"Bang!"

The flames are rising, and this book is popular again.

According to the degree of destruction in the last experience, it should not be destroyed this time. It can withstand it. Not counting this time, it should be able to burn at least twice next time.

There is no wind, and the burning pages are turning wildly.

It seems like a silent roar and shout:

Between you and me, who is the real evil thing?

Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It has been confirmed that the river water can be moved.

This time, it is equivalent to 50% stable.

This is an extremely imprecise probability. It only proves that he has the qualifications to stab the dagger with the mastermind behind the scenes.

After the flames went out, Li Zhuiyuan rewrapped the Evil Book, fearing that it would break, so he wrapped it carefully this time.

Not because he felt sorry for it, but because he hoped that this piece of charcoal could ignite twice more and provide him with light.

After dealing with these, Li Zhuiyuan carried his schoolbag and left the dormitory.

Now he had to confirm whether he was in a dream.

Li Zhuiyuan first came to the affordable store and said to Lu Yi who was sitting behind the counter:

"Brother Lu Yi."

Lu Yi felt it immediately, his back was numb, and it felt like he was sitting on a big piece of ice. He stood up with a "bang".

"Hey, Brother Shentong, do you want to make a phone call?"

"Paging all of them, come back to school for a meeting."

"Okay!" Lu Yi nodded immediately, picked up the phone and started to dial the paging station.

After the call, Lu Yi sat back down, and then he felt more and more uncomfortable.

Then he silently took out some food and drinks from under the counter and put them on the table. He also cut half of the red sausage as thin as possible and arranged it in a fancy way.

Finally, he used the cup he used to drink water as a temporary incense burner, lit three incense sticks in it, and set up two small white candles, and the simple small offering table was completed.

In the school store, all kinds of candles are also sold. After all, the school sometimes has power outages, although the school has expressly prohibited the use of candles in the dormitory.

And sometimes there is a need to put candles on the playground to express love.

As for incense, it is definitely not for sale, but since the first day Lu Yi came to work here, he found that there is always a shortage of incense at the counter. That is the ration reserved for him by Runsheng.

Lu Yi bowed to the small altar:

"Red sausage ghost, fellow ghost, please bless me, peace and safety."

At this time, a student from the same department as Lu Yi came to pay with something. Seeing this scene, he asked curiously: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Lu Yi sat up straight, counting the money while pretending to be helpless and said: "Alas, the boss asked me to worship the God of Wealth."

The student heard this, reached out and touched a can of drink, and tentatively said: "Can you buy me a bottle of water?"

Lu Yi shook his head.

"What? Anyway, the boss is not here, so I'll keep quiet."

Lu Yi said unhappily: "You don't want to graduate, but I still want to graduate."

"Hehe, I'm just joking with you, why are you still serious?"

Li Zhuiyuan left the store and walked towards Grandma Liu's house.

Uncle Qin was doing carpentry in the yard, probably to make two more suitable piano tables for Ah Li.

Seeing Li Zhuiyuan coming, Uncle Qin smiled at the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan also smiled at him.

Uncle Qin seemed to want to say something, but the boy went straight into Ah Li's room without giving him a chance to speak.

Uncle Qin immediately understood what this meant, but he was even more puzzled: so soon?

I still remember that the boy had eye problems and just woke up after lying down for a few days. This time, the next wave came again?

Could it be that the river I walked on was a fake river?

Ah Li was painting, and when the boy walked in, she put down her paintbrush.

Li Zhuiyuan came to the girl, took the girl's hand and closed her eyes.

Although the girl didn't know what happened, she also cooperated and closed her eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan came to the bungalow, and the familiar cracked tablets looked very pleasing to the eye at this moment. If you suddenly see them become brand new, it means that there is a big problem.

Turn around and cross the threshold.

Far away, the fog was still thick, but unfortunately there was no sound.

In the past, it was good to have no sound, but now, the boy hoped that they could make some noise.

Reaching out and pulling out the white lantern hanging in the crack of the wall, Li Zhuiyuan took the initiative to walk towards the fog. As he walked forward, the fog retreated, and the oppression of silence continued.

Not only was there no sound, but the fog was too thick and the ghosts inside could not be seen.

The boy sighed:

Are you so cowardly now?

You are unwilling to leave, but you dare not stand up, and you don’t even dare to make a sound to become the next one to be picked out.

Opening his eyes, returning to reality, frowning.

The fact that those things didn’t come out made it difficult for the boy. He believed that he was in reality now, and no matter how powerful the dream ghost was, it would not include him in a face-to-face encounter... No, it was that he would include himself before the face-to-face encounter.

But now he wanted to seek absolute peace of mind, and draw a mark at this moment as a scale point of absolute safety.

This is very important, because your analysis and plan must have a sufficiently safe support.

Otherwise, it means that you have established your headquarters on the enemy's position, and all the lines extending from it cannot be consolidated from the root.

But after the incident of the fourth wave of corpse-driving Taoist priests, these things that are not up to the standard are now in a completely down to earth state.

According to the normal rhythm, after a period of time, the sky will clear up and the rain will stop, and someone in that group will feel that he is good again and emerge from the fog.

If it doesn't emerge, the river water will create an opportunity for it to flow out.

Now, the time has not come, and this time it is not a real wave on the river.

The girl stretched out her hand and pressed on the boy's brow, as if to smooth out the wrinkles.

Although her hand was a little cold, it was very soft, and she was very gentle when rubbing.

This is a meaningless behavior, and it has no direct help in solving real difficulties.

But its value is reflected in another level, which is precious.

Li Zhuiyuan's brows were stretched, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at A Li.

From the last time Ah Li took the initiative to go out and buy Jianlibao for herself, it can be seen that she is trying to respond.

Aunt Liu stood at the door, watching with relish while eating dried mango through the crack of the door.

This scene looks like a boy and a girl playing house.

But the two of them are not forcing themselves to express their sorrow. Although the two children are young, especially the teenagers, they are carrying and facing things that adults will tremble with fear.

Well, the carpenter in the yard didn't make it.

Ali saw that the boy's mind had recovered, so this time, she took the boy's hand and closed her eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't understand what she was going to do, but he also closed his eyes.

He returned to the bungalow and faced the cracked tablet on the altar again.

But this time, when the boy turned around, he saw that the girl had taken the initiative to cross the threshold.

She stood there, facing the silent fog in the distance.

The girl put her hands behind her.

In the early days, when facing them, the girl cried and escaped, but finally found that she couldn't get rid of them. In the torture, curses and intimidation day after day, she learned to isolate herself.

In fact, she is still very scared now.

The shadow accumulated over the years is not a tumor on the hand, which can be cured by cutting it off and waiting for the wound to heal, but the "illness" has actually infiltrated the blood and soul.

To a certain extent, we can only continue to reduce the negative impact as much as possible, and it is impossible to completely eradicate it, because your life has actually been affected by it and distorted.

The boy was actually the same. Even if he cured his illness, he couldn't go back to the past and correct the abnormal childhood that Li Lan had given him.

The girl put her hands behind her back, interlaced her fingers, and kept kneading them.

But this was behind her.

Facing the thick fog, she raised her head.

There was wind outside, and her bun was still dignified and steady, but some of the hair on her temples was blown.

From her back, the boy saw her strength and weakness at this time.

At the same time, he could also imagine the momentum she gradually stood up in front of her when facing the thick fog.

There was no exaggeration of thunder and lightning, nor was there an epiphany that cut off the old self and opened up from then on. The girl just "dealt with" these things for too long, and no one understood their temper better than her, the first party involved.

A Li's eyes revealed a hint of disdain.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

And then matched with a slightly higher face than before.

She was imitating the boy.

In her paintings, the boy often looks like this, and she likes his confidence and enthusiasm.

Now, although she has only imitated a little bit, and it is just a simple flower stand, and the hands behind her back have turned red due to excessive grasping and rubbing.

But, it is enough.

Her surname is Qin, and she is the only bloodline of the Qin and Liu families in this generation.

She only needs to show a little bit of this confidence, which is enough to make those things in the fog recall the fear of being suppressed by the dragon kings of the Qin and Liu families in their respective eras.

In addition to fear, there is also a kind of anger out of shame.

Their curses and intimidation over the years have not been able to crush the girl. Then, wouldn’t they all become ridiculous and pitiful clowns?

Instead, they helped the only descendant of others and successfully tempered their state of mind?

They really repay evil with virtue and are willing to help others.

No one started it. Almost at the same time, the thick fog disappeared, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and curses and intimidation came even worse than before!

Li Zhuiyuan was sure that this was not a dream.

But he didn't expect that Ah Li would do this.

Although Ah Li didn't know the whole story, Ah Li knew what the boy wanted.

The boy seemed to want them to make a little noise, so he let them shout.

Even if this kind of shouting and clamoring was a painful torture for her, she didn't care.

Originally, she only needed to sit behind the threshold in a numb way, and they gradually formed a habit of intimidating her, and even reached a balance between each other.

But from today on, she took the initiative to show a new attitude, even if it was just pretending, but she took the initiative to break this balance.

This not only means that she will face a stronger backlash, but also means that when she no longer learns to be an ostrich and ignores them and chooses to stand up again, it may attract those things that originally disdained to make noise here and are truly more terrifying.

They have come before and will come to see themselves.

Every time this level of appearance appears, she will suffer for a long time.

They have no interest in the self-enclosed Qin Liu family bloodline, but when she finally stands up, they will have the need and impulse to destroy it.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his leg and stepped out of the door again. He did not ask Ah Li why he did such a stupid thing.

When Ah Li took down the ancestral tablets for him for the first time and shaved the wood flower rolls, and he also fished for waves from Ah Li's dream, there was no need for the two of them to follow these formalities.

Anyway, they are all problems to be solved in the future, it's just a matter of erupting sooner or later.

No matter how noisy these things are now, they will eventually be cleaned up and become dead silent; those more terrifying existences, even if they don't come in the near future, will come to find him after he leaves the river and becomes famous.

Since it is a pot of water that needs to be boiled dry, it doesn't matter if it boils more violently for the time being.

However, when Li Zhuiyuan walked out, the momentum of those things that were shouting hard before immediately dropped.

Unwilling to completely admit defeat, but really afraid, hoping that someone will stand out, but never wanting to be that bird.

The thick fog that had just dissipated rose up again silently, like a guy who looked fierce but was actually weak, and when he saw someone who was really hard to deal with, he was forced to hold it back.

Li Zhuiyuan had a new idea in his mind.

This time, he had to face not only the dream ghost, but also the hand. The benefit he wanted to gain was not just the success of the fifth wave, but to make the hand pay a heavy price.

The strength is too disparate, and the steady stability does not meet his income. It only leads to a piece of water. It seems that it is not enough. At least, you have to stir the water.

In this way, even more uncomfortable, it will never be your own side.

In some things, he didn't dare to do it before, because it was easy to bring more complex situations and greater difficulty to his own side.

It doesn't matter now.

Li Zhanyuan didn't go out of the white lantern in the door seam, which seemed to give the ghosts in the mist with a psychological comfort.

But the teenager spread his hands without taking the lantern, and he couldn't catch you. On the contrary, the lantern, accompanied by their fear of themselves, is getting worse and difficult to use.

Li Zhanyuan never believed that because Yin Meng had a closer relationship with Yin Changsheng in his team.

For nearly two thousand years, if you feel that Yin Changsheng really "seemed to be like his own" after so many generations, then you have to believe that when you are walking on the road and you have never seen the same surname, you will Immediately "pro -brothers".

However, he is the only person in the world who master Yin Changsheng, which is equivalent to his inheritor; his only blood in the world worships himself as the Dragon King, and he is in a state of walking in the river.

You are not concerned about it, but in fact, the relationship is not big, because you can take the initiative to take the initiative to go up to this layer of cause and effect.

The premise is

you,

Yin Changsheng,

Still alive!

The Twelve Dharma of the Du Du — the four ghosts starting the sedan.

The burning of "Evil Books" is equivalent to the echo from Jiangshui, which means that they can turn the fake waves arranged by others into real waves.

What Li Zhanyuan does now is to force another one out on this basis.

The worst result is that while facing the dream ghost, he has forcibly opened a new wave, leading to the enemy on both sides.

The best result is to let the true waves crash with the fake waves, offset each other, and impact the layout of the hand, so that it is incredible about the situation in front of me.

On the basis of the best results, there is actually a better layer. It ’s so good that it is no less than that of the roadside to buy a prize ticket, and the first prize cars that were not sold out.

That is to completely blend the true waves and fake waves, let the dream ghost formally enter, and become the fifth wave of their own true value.

The teenager is setting up to the river to give Jiangshui a more calm and free flowing direction.

The gambling is that Jiangshui has a special rejection of the third hand outside of this domain; the gambling is that Jiang Shui did not have such a good opportunity to disciplinary opportunities before.

Jiang Shui only cares about the result, which is actually a constraint on it.

"Now, I'll loosen you."

A ray of black gas appeared from Li Chaoyuan's palm, and then like a rope whip, it was not completely restored to the strong mist in front of it.

It became.

In A Li's dream, the method cannot be used, because it is not real.

But there are always things that can be the exception.

Taking the two dragon kings of Qin Liu as the question bank, the topic is drawn with the method of yin and longevity!

Li Zhanyuan suspected that those who walked in the river in the past were afraid that there were few extravagant treatment as he could.

However, these treatment did not fall out of thin air, but he won by his own ability.

Moreover, this time it is so much that it is so big that it is very likely that the questioner attracts more attention to himself, and spend more thoughts to target himself.

However, look at the girl who stands behind himself and is still trying to maintain a strong support, but his body is already trembling.

He felt that it was nothing.

When doing things, you should naturally be cautious and meticulous, because you don't want to lose, not to lose.

When looking at the scenery, stand up to the chest.

One thing, one person, was forcibly pulled out from the fog.

Just one.

It is both a bird and a person, it is constantly changing.

It is very broken. When changing an adult, he bowed his head and bowed his waist. When it was faintly visible to the paint, when it turned into a bird, the eyes were deep and sharp, and it seemed to be able to go straight into your mind, especially the pointed beak, as if he could pecking food Your heart.

It is shape.

The shape of the form does not exist in itself. It is a sustenance product. In strict sense, it is similar to the existence of death.

Death is another form of the birth of a living person after death, and the form of form is another evolution of the body.

For example, in ancient folks, they often set up temples for some big characters. The incense inception continued, with it as the ontology, breeding another spirit.

The shape and spirit often have the same appearance as the ontology, and even have a part of the similar ability of the ontology, but it is not the body, and it is often good or bad. Some of the body that is in a righteous body can sometimes bred bloodthirsty and evil.

It's like the underworld films that Runsheng likes to watch. The gangsters in the gangs are doing everything, but they also like to worship Guan Gong collectively. This has a certain probability that it will nourish the evil shape, but in fact, it is the real Guan Er. There is no relationship at all.

Li Zhanyuan laughed.

He knew that Jiang Shui was exerting force.

Because this one in front of him is Berch's shape.

Boqiben was from the Zhou Dynasty. His father was the wealthy of the dynasty. He was jealous of his stepmother. After his death, he turned into a bird.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

When the ancients had nightmares at night, they woke up and shouted Boqi's name to remove the god of peace.

The description of the twelve gods of the ancient culture also records the characteristics of Berqi with dreams.

So, is the ghost of the dream related to the form and spirit of Boqi?

After the form and spirit of Boqi were pulled in front of Li Zhuiyuan for careful observation, Li Zhuiyuan found that when the other party turned into a bird, there was a black sedan on the back of the bird. Although the sedan was broken, it still exuded an ancient atmosphere.

The details were somewhat similar to when Yin Meng made a coffin.

When he turned into a human, his scapula was pierced by a green chain, as if he had been forcibly suppressed in this way.

The former should be the work of Yin Changsheng. After all, the descendants of the Yin family can eat at the table, but it is too difficult for them to really deal with this level of form and spirit.

There is a talisman paper on the green chain. This is the "evil-suppressing lock" of the Liu family. The material is secondary. The main thing is to use the blood of the user's heart as a guide to stimulate the response of the heaven and earth. That is, to use this lock as a medium to induce the Feng Shui pattern to suppress, and the user has to pay a huge price for it.

It seems that this spirit is indeed quite old, and it is very capable. It was first suppressed by Yin Changsheng, and then suppressed by the Dragon King of the Liu Family after escaping.

It should have been a fierce evil spirit, but in the end, it was kicked into this state by two generations of heroes. It only dared to hide in the mist to scare the little girl, and did not dare to show its head when facing me.

Its current situation should be extremely bad.

I just tried it, but I didn't expect to really capture an evil spirit that had intersections with Yin Changsheng and the Liu Family.

This is the foundation.

Li Zhuiyuan untied the magic. It had been pulled out and stood in front of him, and he remembered it. So even if it hid back in the mist, it would be meaningless. The river water would push it over, regardless of whether it was willing or not.

But now, when Boqi turned into a human, he begged Li Zhuiyuan, and when he turned into a bird, he even cried.

Was it begging me to let it go, or did it have other requests?

Li Zhuiyuan didn't care.

The boy only remembered that it should have been in the fog before, shouting happily.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around, took Ah Li's hand, and led her into the house.

The girl was trembling, almost unable to support her body, and could only rely on him.

He stepped over the threshold, returned to the house, and looked at the row of cracked tablets on the altar again.

They all had no spirits, and this was what Liu Yumei was most dissatisfied with them, and this did cause serious suffering to Ah Li.

But to be honest, as the inheritor of the Qin and Liu families, he was indeed protected by them, although it was invisible.

For example, at the moment, he encountered the attempt to strangle him from the power behind that hand, and what really helped him at this moment was the foundation of the two ancestors.

In the past, he helped Ah Li to treat her illness out of emotion, but now, it is gradually out of reason. In this world, there is no good thing that only takes benefits without doing anything.

Maybe, in the dark, they are also using this way, through themselves, to make up for their debt to Ah Li.

Before leaving the bungalow, Li Zhuiyuan looked back at the threshold again.

Since Boqi's body and soul were detained, the fog retreated further, and the fog was so deep that it almost became a whitewashed wall, and it was suddenly silent.

But Li Zhuiyuan was not looking at them, he was looking at the power behind the hand.

You want to plan to strangle me in advance?

Okay,

This time I will not only lead the river water to you, but also give you a statue of Fengdu Emperor!

It's true that you started it first,

but I'm curious now,

how you will end it.

Open your eyes and return to reality.

A Li's body was limp, leaning against Li Zhuiyuan's chest, her body was full of sweat, and her hair was stuck to her face.

She should have cried, and when her body was unconscious, she had an instinctive reaction, but after opening her eyes, she quickly stopped crying in front of herself.

Aunt Liu came in with a plate with two white hot towels on it.

She was standing outside before, eating mangoes nonstop.

As a result, the more they ate, the more things felt wrong. However, Xiaoyuan was in the middle of the journey. Without him saying anything, she did not dare to intervene rashly. All she could do was to do some logistics without being involved in the cause and effect.

Aunt Liu said seriously: "Xiaoyuan, if you have something to say, just tell me."

Li Zhuiyuan shook her head and said: "Aunt Liu, it's okay."

Since she had not planned to tell them from the beginning and had to rely on her own ability to settle the matter, now that the stage has been set up by herself, there is naturally no need to say anything.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up a towel, regardless of the heat, unfolded it, and helped A Li wipe his forehead.

When she wanted to continue wiping her face, A Li reached out and grabbed a towel, unfolded it, and helped the boy wipe it.

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan did not sweat much.

But the pursuit of collectors is constantly improving. Now, the girl wants to collect in pairs.

Aunt Liu: "A Li is going to take a shower."

A Li looked at the plate with two towels.

Aunt Liu said immediately, "I won't take it away. I'll leave it here."

Ah Li nodded, glanced at the boy, then walked out of the room to take a shower and change clothes.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the time. He didn't notice the time passing in his dream. After so much time, they probably came back a long time ago. The boy picked up his schoolbag and walked out.

Aunt Liu brought the medicine soup to the room on the third floor where the tablets were placed.

Liu Yumei stood by the window with a solemn expression.

"Old lady, it's time to take the medicine."

This time, Liu Yumei didn't need to be persuaded. She reached out and picked up the soup bowl and drank it all. After drinking it, she didn't ask for a bowl of lotus seed soup to neutralize the bitterness in her mouth.

Aunt Liu whispered: "Xiao Yuan seems to have encountered something."

Liu Yumei bluntly said: "They just returned from other places, Xiao Yuan's eyes were not two days, so this time it should not be a matter on board. It is not a matter on the boat, but it is not to you. We know.

Aunt Liu: "So ..."

Liu Yumei: "Xiao Yuan, it should be the same thing as Ali that year."

Aunt Liu pursed his lips: "Damn, the guy."

Liu Yumei raised her hand, and the formation in the room started to isolate the voice. Next, she didn't want Ali to hear it.

However, in the yard, Qin Shu, who was doing woodworking carving, unconsciously buried his head deeper.

Because he suddenly couldn't hear the movement of the room on the third floor, what he didn't want to hear, he knew it, so he was guilty.

Liu Yumei said, "At that time, Alei failed to walk in the river, and we could still be seen as the backbone of the former enemies, but this time, it was different.

Ali failed to go to the river successfully, broke the mouthful, tore off the two last layers of our two layers of shame.

In the past, there were not many enemies in the heyday. Even if there were big hatreds, they could maintain relatively restraint.

Now we are falling. Even the two allies of Qin Liu in the past are afraid that they don't mind stepping on a foot by the way, and we don't want to see us again.

This is the case from individual, to one family, to one country.

When you are strong, you are everywhere, and you are full of enemies when you are weak. "

Aunt Liu: "Then we ..."

"Since he doesn't say it, we should not do anything more, so as not to help.

Our family is now people Ding Shao, and I just sit in this position, but this home will definitely be ruled in the future, there will be a owner. "

Aunt Liu: "You can rest assured, I understand Alei."

"It's not to remind you of this. This does not need to remind you that the farther his boat is, the rules, and naturally you will slowly stand up. You two are big and stupid, but not a fool.

In fact, the signs have appeared now.

Even me, I gradually couldn't get the attitude of the elders in front of him.

This child is holding two broken ships.

Sometimes I even think that if the child was not pulled into the door, can he travel by himself, but can he be more stable and better?

I ca n’t give things, I ca n’t get the benefits, so I ’m so embarrassed to continue to charge any elders. "

Liu Yumei turned his head to look at the row of cards on the table, and he was not good at it:

"Well, don't blame you yet!"

Nympho

Runsheng felt that when Uncle Qin had a coffin nail on his body, he didn't now accompany Yin Meng to buy clothes to buy clothes.

Especially at this time, Yin Meng talked very happily when he met a boss who could say that he could only be good.

Runsheng can already know what will happen next.

One is a good bargain to pull the relationship, and the other is to make you embarrassed to bargain. Under the emotional pulse, it is a long -prepared knife and shield.

The boss smiled, looked at Runsheng and Yin Meng, and felt deeply:

"It's so good, this pair. I used to have a very good relationship with my girlfriend. Unfortunately, I didn't have a famous hall at that time. I have been in reality for many years. In the end, I broke up because of the disagreement of her family."

Runsheng: "Actually, she disagrees."

boss:"……"

At this moment, the boss suddenly felt that the original clear sky outside suddenly became gloomy. When breathing, the atrium began to leak.

Suddenly he felt very boring, he was very interested in, very embarrassed, and he was very boring because he found himself and could not even refute.

Yin Meng shouted a very low price.

"If you sell or sell it, if you sell it, this clothes and pants, I want it all."

The boss waved his hand and signaled to sell it. He didn't want to talk now.

Yin Meng paid the money happily, packed his clothes, and pulled Run Sheng out of this shop.

"Okay, you, Runsheng, or you will bargain. I bargain is cutting in the label, and you cut it in the heart of people."

"Can you?" Runsheng asked with his clothes bag.

"What is urgent, it is not easy to pull you out. We bought the spring and summer clothes next year."

"I can't wear so much."

"Do you forget what Xiao Yuan said, since there is this condition now, let's not say that it is wasteful, but there is no need to eat hard."

Runsheng is silent.

Yin Meng found that it was really easy to use Xiaoyuan to come out and rush.

Runsheng no longer resists, dragging his tired body, almost walking forward with Yin Meng, walking like a dead fall from the water.

At this moment, there was a girl wearing skirt pajamas on the edge of the top of the building on the fifth floor of the pedestrian street, holding forward with both hands, and numbness along the edge, like a sleepwalking.

Run Sheng and Yin Meng looked at each other, and the hand fed the clues.

Nympho

"Director Tan, you can tell us in detail how you do it. In the routine inspection mission of the railway station, you recognize the identity of the suspect at a glance. Is it true that you have the ability to say? "

The female reporter of the local TV station delivered the microphone to Tan Yunlong.

Behind her, the photographer was looking for an angle, first focused on Tan Yunlong's facial features, and then pulled back to ensure that Tan Yunlong's people still stayed in the camera. Essence

Tan Yunlong smiled seriously but calmly, and replied:

"Of course I don't have a photographic memory. The actual reason is that my son is studying at Haihe University in this city.

His grandfather and his grandfather-in-law are both policemen, so he has had a dream of becoming a policeman since he was a child."

"Director Tan, please allow me to interrupt and ask you a question. I believe this is also what the audience in front of the TV wants to ask, that is, why did your son go to Haihe University instead of the police academy?"

"He said that his father will protect the security of the motherland, and he will be responsible for the construction of the motherland."

"I heard that your son has made contributions in an operation to crack down on a criminal group of human traffickers?"

"Yes, that's right, he was also commended for this, and the certificate was awarded to him personally. Thank you to our director for giving me, a father, this opportunity."

"You have a very outstanding son, and you must be an excellent father."

"Thank you."

"Okay, please continue."

"My son Although Zi didn't go to the police academy, he always wanted to be a policeman, so in his spare time, he would take out the wanted order and some files that were not disclosed under the confidentiality regulations. He would also often talk to me about some cases.

Many times, his ideas can give me some inspiration.

For example, in this case, he took the wanted order not long ago and discussed with me where the suspect might hide. I also had a deeper impression of the suspect in the photo, so I could recognize her at a glance on the train. "

"Director Tan, I heard that the suspect was disguised at the time?"

"Yes, but the abnormal reaction of the abducted child in her hand made me look at her twice more."

"This is your sharp eyes. I think this is not only the instinct of an old criminal policeman, but also the reward for your work day and night, even bringing work into the family, caring about the rule of law, and being loyal to your duties!

I believe that with police like you, our Jinling..."

The interview is over.

The reporter and the photographer left Tan Yunlong's office. They still needed to interview the police officers under Tan Yunlong and his leaders to listen to their evaluation of Tan Yunlong.

This episode was originally a special program for Tan Yunlong to record advanced figures. After editing, the program will be broadcast on the local TV station and even sent to the provincial TV station.

Tan Yunlong sat down behind his desk, picked up the cold tea, drank two sips, then pulled open his collar and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was once a thorn in the police force who was known for not following the rules to solve cases, otherwise he would not have been transferred to the township police station.

Who would have thought that one day, he would get used to this seriousness.

In fact, he really wanted to turn down those commendation meetings and program interviews, he felt that it was a waste of time.

Moreover, he felt a little guilty.

This kind of guilty feeling has continued since the moment when the little boy took the initiative to open the door of his office in Shigang Town Police Station.

But the leader persuaded him to set a good example to motivate young comrades in the bureau and used the story of Zigong redeeming people as an example.

The door of the office was pushed open, and Tan Wenbin walked in.

Tan Yunlong had to pull his collar hard again. What he didn't want to see most now was his son. He was so old, but he had to blush in front of his son.

"Dad, when will the show be broadcast?"

"Any time."

"Well, it doesn't matter. My mom will definitely be in front of the TV in advance to record the show, and then show it to your father-in-law when she returns home."

"Call me Grandpa Nan, what do you mean my father-in-law?"

"No way, who told Shigang that we can't find our Jinling local TV station."

"The provincial TV station will also broadcast it."

"Hahahaha!"

"Stinky boy." Tan Yunlong couldn't hold it anymore and laughed along.

Tan Wenbin took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled one out for his father, and then lit it for him.

Tan Yunlong: "Smoke less."

"I know."

"I have a lot of cigarettes. Take them home when you have time."

"Yes."

"Why do you speak with Sichuan or Beijing accent now?"

"You need to learn a little bit. There will be projects in various places in the future. You need to be familiar with the construction environment in advance."

Tan Yunlong looked at the cigarette in his hand and asked, "Why do you suddenly smoke this brand?"

"Yunyun's father brought me all the cigarettes hidden by her father, saying that her father's excessive smoking is not good for his health."

"Your mother used to do this."

"Hehe." Tan Wenbin shook the ash off the cigarette, then reached out and picked up the file next to him and flipped through it.

Tan Yunlong wanted to say that this was not in accordance with the rules, but then he thought, what if...

As long as the case can be solved, some rules can be broken.

"Dad, are there any new cases recently?"

"The one you have in your hand is it."

"Oh, is this a wife-murder case? Isn't the chain of evidence sufficient?"

"It is sufficient, but as the suspect's husband, he has been denying it."

"What are you denying?"

"He said that after he quarreled with his wife, he left home and lived with his friend. He dreamed about his wife and he knew it was a dream, so he hit his wife hard in the dream to vent his anger.

But the fact is that his friend who took him in said that he went out at night, and there were witnesses near his home who proved that he went home at the time of the crime."

"Is this a mental illness?" Tan Wenbin pointed to his temple, "Do you want to escape the crime?"

Tan Yunlong blew out a puff of smoke and said:

"That's exactly the problem. He insisted that he was not mentally ill and thought he was mentally normal. He kept shouting that he really just had a dream and didn't kill anyone in reality."

Tan Wenbin: "Killing someone in a dream?"

...

Everyone received the pager and returned to school as quickly as possible, and returned to the room in the basement of the store.

Li Zhuiyuan was the last one to arrive. When he came, Tan Wenbin, Runsheng and Yin Meng had already written down their clues in text form.

After all, the script design may be used to attract the river water in the future, and the text is completed in advance, which is also convenient for subsequent adaptation.

This is the benefit of the team having experience and training.

Li Zhuiyuan carefully read what they wrote, while holding a pen and quickly writing down the results of his investigation. At the same time, he kept asking them questions, examining the details that might be missed.

Three things at once is nothing to the teenager. Every time he and A Li played blind chess, they would open three games at the same time.

After finishing his own work and reviewing the work of Tan Wenbin and Yin Mengrunsheng, Li Zhuiyuan handed his work to them.

One of them had not submitted his written materials yet. He came back the earliest, but he was still writing furiously.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to Lin Shuyou. Ayou's clothes were torn in several places, his pants were torn, and there was mud on his shoes, but he was not injured.

Those who can get into college by their own ability must have good basic writing skills. Yin Meng's group had finished it early, so there was no reason for him to be so slow.

Li Zhuiyuan set his sights on Lin Shuyou's notebook.

This was a new notebook, but there were already many pages full of words at the front. He actually wrote so much!

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and patted Lin Shuyou on the shoulder, and asked:

"Are you writing a novel?"

"Ah..." Lin Shuyou scratched his head, "After I went out early this morning, I encountered a lot of things, and they were all quite tortuous, and many accidents happened, but fortunately I did my job and got the clues!"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded when he heard this.

Looking at the small thick stack of paper that had been written in front, he felt a little sorry for the mastermind behind the scenes.

The clues obtained by Tan Wenbin and Runsheng Yinmeng's two groups were very simple and straightforward, but when it came to Lin Shuyou, it seemed extremely tortuous and bizarre.

I'm afraid that the mastermind behind the scenes was also cursing: The Qin and Liu families had declined to this point, and sent out such a stupid thing.

Although, this was also deliberately arranged by Li Zhuiyuan.

Someone had to be sent out to involve and consume the enemy's energy.

Finally, Lin Shuyou finished writing, and he rubbed his wrist in pain.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up what he had written, flipped through it and said:

"Let's start the meeting now."

Everyone sat up straight.

Li Zhuiyuan continued:

"In fact, I shouldn't have called you all back so soon. These things can actually be communicated over the phone.

But I have to call you all back, even if it's just to sit together and exchange information, or even... just to hold a meeting for the sake of holding a meeting.

Because,

I can't guarantee that,

the next time we have a meeting, you who are sitting here will still be the real you."