Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 153

Dream ghost?

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

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

The moment he saw these two words, he was thinking:
Am I in a dream now?
Of course, the boy knew that his reaction was too extreme.

But he also understood that this opponent most likely really had such ability.

Meng Gui, this should not be a name, but a name.

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

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

The fact that the word "dream" can be added as a prefix is ​​enough to explain its weirdness.

Next, you and your partner should often face this kind of self-doubt: Am I dreaming?
Even now, Li Zhuiyuan is temporarily unable to determine the specific environment he is in.

There is no way. Currently, the amount of information we have about it is still too little. It is also the obstacle chosen by that hand to strangle me. This is a certification of my strength. It is not excessive for me to try to figure it out with great fear.

However, I have an anchor point.

Because of her, it is impossible to be pulled into the dream, and there are very few beings who dare to pull her into the dream.

But before confirming, there is one more thing I need to do.

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

He did not tell Liu Yumei about this matter, and took the initiative to take on this game where the strength gap was huge. His confidence came from the rules of the river water.

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

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

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze fell on the painting that he was almost done with.

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

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

This game concerns the safety of the entire team. I won't feel at ease if you don't burn it.

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

Then use black dog blood to draw patterns on the brush.

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

The traces that could not be presented before now appeared, and the boy wanted to complete the image of the dream ghost on the pages of the book.

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

【you……】

"The Evil Book" should be extremely speechless, even hysterical.

All it needs is a little blood sacrifice. Even if you only give it a little blood from your fingertips, it will be an extremely precious tonic for it now.

But the young man insisted on using the blood and essence of his tongue to draw a spell, and used more precious resources to break its obstruction, and was unwilling to give it even a little bit.

It is obvious that he could 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 understands.

It is because of understanding that I feel more depressed.

Since its birth, most of its owners have been played around by it between the words on the pages of books, and only a few have been able to maintain a glimmer of clarity to seal and suppress it.

But after falling into the hands of this young man, it felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

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

It seemed as if he had no emotions at all that could be teased and exploited.

The love-hate relationship with evil beings, the mutual vigilance and exploitation can very well satisfy the intoxicating enjoyment of some smart people.

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

Go straight to the source: never make deals with it.

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

Not to mention the past, even before getting this "evil book", so many people died because of its bewitching effect, and the two men from the Mao family were even father and son who plotted and killed each other.

I am not making peace with evil, I am... eliminating evil and defending righteousness.

The painting is completed and the dream ghost completes it.

"boom!"

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

Judging from the degree of destruction in the last experience, we should not be able to extinguish it this time. It is quite resilient. Not counting this time, it should be able to burn at least twice more next time.

There was no wind, and the burning pages flipped madly.

It seems like a silent roar and cry:
Between you and me, who is the real evil?

Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

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

This time, it's 50 percent sure.

This is an extremely inaccurate probability. It only proves that one is qualified to stab the mastermind behind the scenes.

After the flames went out, Li Zhuiyuan rewrapped the "Evil Book" for fear of breaking it, so he wrapped it very carefully this time.

It's not that I feel sorry for it, but I am hoping that this piece of charcoal can ignite twice more to provide me with light.

After dealing with all this, Li Zhuiyuan picked up his schoolbag and left the dormitory.

He now had to confirm whether he was dreaming.

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 felt numb and it felt like he was sitting on a large piece of ice under his butt. He stood up with a "bang".

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

"Paging all of them, asking them to gather back at school for a meeting."

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

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

Then he silently took out some food and drinks from under the counter and laid them out. He also cut half a sausage into as thin pieces as possible and arranged them in a fancy pattern.

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

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

Sometimes there is also a need to place candles on the playground to express love.

As for incense, it is definitely not for sale. However, since the first day Lu Yi came to work here, he found that there is never a shortage of incense at the counter. That is the ration that Runsheng reserved for himself.

Lu Yi bowed to the small altar:

"Red sausage ghost, fellow ghost, please bless me and keep me safe."

At this time, a student from the same department as Lu Yi came over with his things to pay the bill. Seeing this, 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."

Upon hearing this, the student reached out and touched a can of drink, and asked tentatively: "Can you buy me a bottle of water?"

Lu Yi shook his head.

"What are you doing? The boss isn't here anyway, so just call him in private."

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

"Hehe, I was just joking with you, why are you taking it so seriously?"

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

Uncle Qin was doing carpentry work in the yard, probably to make two more suitable piano tables for A'li.

Seeing Li Zhuiyuan coming, Uncle Qin smiled at the young man.

Li Zhuiyuan also smiled at him.

Uncle Qin seemed to want to say something, but the boy walked straight into A'li's room without giving him a chance to speak.

Uncle Qin immediately understood what this meant, but he was even more confused: So fast?

I still remember that the boy had eye problems and he came back and lay down for a few days before waking up. Now this wave comes again?

Could it be that the river I was walking on was a fake one?
Ali 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 his eyes.

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

Li Zhuiyuan came to the bungalow. The familiar cracked tablets looked quite pleasing to the eye at this moment. If they suddenly became brand new, it would mean that something was seriously wrong.

Turn around and cross the threshold.

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

In the past, it was fine without any sound, but now, the boy hopes that they can 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 oppressive silence continued.

Not only was there no sound, the fog was so thick that you couldn't even see the ghosts inside.

The boy sighed:

Are you so cowardly now?
They are reluctant to leave, but dare not stand up. They are even afraid to make a voice and become the next one to be singled out.

He opened his eyes, returned to reality, and frowned.

It's very difficult for the young man to deal with that gang of guys because he believes that he is now in reality and no matter how powerful the dream ghost is, it can't encompass him in a single fight... No, it can encompass him in before they even have a fight.

But now he just wanted to seek absolute peace of mind, so he made a mark at this moment as a marking point of absolute safety.

This is very important because your analysis and planning must have a sufficiently secure support.

Otherwise, it would mean establishing one's own command center on the enemy's position, and all the lines extending from it would not be able to be consolidated from the root.

But after the incident of the fourth wave of corpse-driving Taoist priests, these things that were not worthy of being shown on the stage were now in a completely unworthy state.

According to the normal rhythm, after a while, the sky will clear up and the rain will stop, and someone in that group will feel that he is able to do it again and emerge from the fog.

If it doesn't bubble up, the river water will create opportunities for it to flow out.

Now, the time has not come yet, and this is not the real waves on the river.

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

Although her hands were a little cold, they were very soft and she was very gentle when kneading.

This is a meaningless behavior and it does not directly help in solving real problems.

But its value lies in another aspect, which is extremely precious.

Li Zhuiyuan's brows relaxed, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at A-li.

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

Aunt Liu stood at the door, watching with great interest while eating dried mango through the crack in the door.

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

But they were not just expressing their sorrow for the sake of making up new words. Although the two children were very young, especially the teenager, they were carrying and facing things that would make adults tremble with fear.

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

Seeing that the boy's mind had become clear again, Ahri took the initiative to hold the boy's hand and closed her eyes.

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

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

But this time when the boy turned around, he saw the girl had already stepped over the threshold.

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

The girl put her hands behind her back.

In the early days, when facing them, the girl cried and tried to escape, but finally found that she could not get rid of them. In the day-to-day torture, curses and intimidation, she learned to isolate herself.

In fact, she is still very scared now.

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

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

The same is true for the boy. Even if he cures his illness, he cannot go back to the past and correct the abnormal childhood that Li Lan gave him.

The girl put her hands behind her back, interlaced her fingers, and kneaded them continuously.

But, this was behind her.

Facing the thick fog, she raised her head.

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

From her back, the boy could see her strength and weakness at the moment.

At the same time, one can also imagine the momentum that gradually built up in front of her as she faced the thick fog.

There was no exaggeration or sudden enlightenment or getting rid of the old self. The girl had just been "dealing with" these things for too long, and no one understood their temperament better than her, the first person involved.

There was a hint of disdain in Ahri's eyes.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

And paired with a face that is slightly more raised than before.

She was imitating a teenager.

In her paintings, teenagers often look like this. She likes their confidence and enthusiasm.

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

But, enough is enough.

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

She only needed to show a little bit of this confidence, and it would be 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 and shame.

Their curses and intimidation over the years have failed to crush the girl. Wouldn't they all become ridiculous and pitiful clowns?
Instead, he helped the only offspring of others and successfully tempered his state of mind?

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

No one started it, but almost at the same time, the thick fog dissipated, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and curses and threats came even more severe than before!

Li Zhuiyuan was sure that this was not a dream.

But he didn't expect that Ari would do this.

Although Ali didn't know the whole story, she knew what the boy wanted.

The boy seemed to want them to make some sound, so he made them scream.

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

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

But starting from today, she took the initiative to reveal a new attitude. Even if it was just pretend, it was she who took the initiative to break this balance.

This not only means that she will face a stronger backlash, but also means that when she stops learning to be an ostrich and ignores them and chooses to stand up again, she may attract those things that originally disdained to make a fuss here and are truly more terrifying to come.

They have been here before and will come to see themselves.

Every time something of this level appeared, she would suffer for a long time.

They have little interest in the self-enclosed bloodline of the Qin Liu family, but when she finally stands up, they will have the need and impulse to destroy her.

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

When A'li took down the ancestral tablet for him and shaved the wood flower rolls for the first time, and he also fished for waves from A'li's dream, there was no need for them to go through these formalities anymore.

Anyway, they are problems that need to be solved in the future, it’s just a matter of breaking out 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 me after I become famous.

Since it's a pot of water that needs to be boiled dry, it doesn't matter if it boils a little more violently temporarily.

However, when Li Zhuiyuan walked out, the noise of those creatures that had been shouting loudly before immediately subsided.

I am unwilling to give in completely, but I am really scared. I hope someone will stand up, but I don't want to be that person.

The thick fog that had just dissipated rose up silently again, like a guy who looked fierce but was actually weak, and when he saw someone who was really not easy to deal with coming out, he forced himself back.

Li Zhuiyuan had a new idea in his mind.

This time, he has to face not only the dream ghost, but also the hand. The benefits he wants to gain are not just the success of the fifth wave, but to make that hand pay a heavy price.

The gap in strength is too great, and a steady and cautious approach is not in his best interest. Just bringing in one stream of water seems not enough. At the very least, he has to muddy the water.

In this way, the one who will suffer more will definitely not be us.

There were some things that he didn't dare to do before because they could easily bring more complicated situations and greater difficulties to his side.

Now, it doesn't matter.

Li Zhuiyuan did not take out the white lantern from the crack in the door, which seemed to give psychological comfort to the ghosts in the mist.

But the boy spread out his hands and said, "It's not that I can't catch you without the lantern. On the contrary, the lantern has become less and less useful as they become more afraid of themselves."

Li Zhuiyuan never naively thought that because Yin Meng was in his team, he had a closer relationship with Yin Changsheng.

It has been nearly two thousand years. If you think that Yin Changsheng really treats his descendants after so many generations as his own, then you have to also believe that when you meet someone with the same surname you have never met on the street, you will immediately become "as close as brothers."

However, he was the only person in the world who mastered Yin Changsheng's unique skills, which meant he was his successor; his only blood relative in the world worshipped him as the Dragon King, and besides, he was in a state of walking on the river.

Whether you, Yin Changsheng, care or not actually doesn’t matter much, because you can shamelessly take the initiative to take advantage of this level of cause and effect.

The premise is,
you,
Yin Changsheng,
Still alive!

The Twelve Decrees of Fengdu—Four ghosts lift the sedan chair.

The burning of "The Evil Book" is equivalent to the echo from the river water, which means that he can turn the fake waves arranged by others into real waves.

What Li Zhuiyuan is doing now is to forcibly detain another person on this basis.

The worst result would be that he would have to face the dream ghost while forcing himself to start a new wave, thus being attacked from two sides.

The best result is to let the real waves collide with the false waves, offset each other, and impact the layout of that hand, making it feel incredible about the situation in front of it.

On top of the best result, there’s actually an even better one, which is no less than buying a lottery ticket on the roadside and scratching out a first-prize car that hasn’t even been released.

That is to completely merge the real wave and the false wave, allowing the dream ghost to officially enter and become the fifth wave of its own true value.

The young man is building a platform for the river, allowing the river to flow more calmly and freely.

The bet is that Jiang Shui is extremely averse to the behavior of a third party from outside the domain coming to disrupt the situation; the bet is that Jiang Shui has never had such a good opportunity to punish before.

The river only cares about the results, which is actually a kind of constraint on itself.

"Now, I'll untie you."

A wisp of black gas emerged from Li Zhuiyuan's palm, and then like a whip, it was thrown into the thick fog in front that had not yet fully recovered.

It became.

In Ari's dream, magic cannot be used because this place is not real.

But there are always some things that can be the exception.

The life stories of the Dragon Kings of the Qin and Liu families are used as the question bank, and the questions are selected using the Yin Changsheng method!

Li Zhuiyuan suspected that among those who had crossed the Yangtze River in history, few had been treated as luxuriously as he was.

However, these treatments did not come out of thin air, but were earned by him through his own abilities.

Moreover, this time I've played so much and on such a big scale that it is very likely that the person who sets the questions will pay more attention to me and spend more time targeting me.

But, look at the girl standing behind him, who is still trying to stay strong but her body is already shaking.

He felt that all this was nothing.

When doing things, you should naturally be cautious and meticulous, and think ahead and behind, because you don’t want to lose, not because you can’t afford to lose.

When looking at the scenery, you should stand up straight.

A thing, a person, was forcibly pulled out of the fog.

Just one.

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

It is very broken. When it transforms into a human, it lowers its head and bends its back, and the paint peeling off its body can be vaguely seen. When it transforms into a bird, its eyes are deep and sharp, as if they can penetrate your mind, especially the sharp beak, which seems to be able to peck at your heart. It is a form and spirit.

The form and spirit itself does not exist, it is a product of dependence. Strictly speaking, its existence is very similar to that of death.

Death is another form of existence that is born after a living person dies, and form and spirit are another evolution of the entity.

For example, in ancient times, people would often set up temples to offer sacrifices to some important figures, and the incense would be passed on and another kind of spirit would be born with them as the basis.

The spirit often has the same appearance as the original body, and even has some similar abilities to the original body, but it is not the original body, and it can often be good or bad. Some righteous original bodies can sometimes give birth to bloodthirsty and cruel spirits.

It's just like the gangster movies that Runsheng likes to watch, in which the gangsters do all kinds of bad things, but they still like to worship Guan Gong collectively. This has a certain probability of nurturing an evil form and spirit, but in fact, it has nothing to do with the real Guan Erye.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled.

He knew that the river water was gaining strength.

Because the person in front of him is the spirit of Birch.

Boqi was originally from the Zhou Dynasty. His father was a powerful official at that time. He was harmed by his stepmother out of jealousy. After his death, he turned into a bird with a heart as clear as a mirror and the ability to eat nightmares.

When the ancients had nightmares at night, they would call out Burch's name after waking up to dispel the evil and calm their minds.

The description of the twelve mythical beasts in the ancient Nuo culture also records that Boqi feeds on dreams.

So, are the dream ghost and Birch's form and spirit related?

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

The details are somewhat similar to when Yin Meng made the coffin.

When it transformed into a human, its scapula was pierced by a green chain, as if it 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 talisman paper stuck on the green chain. This is the Liu family's "evil-suppressing lock". The material is secondary. The main thing is to use the user's heart blood as a guide to stimulate the response of the energy of heaven and earth. That is to say, the lock is used as a medium to induce the feng shui pattern to suppress evil. The user has to pay a huge price for this.

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

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

Then its current condition should be extremely bad.

I was just giving it a try, but I didn't expect to actually capture an evil spirit that had connections with Yin Changsheng and the Liu family.

This is the foundation.

Li Zhuiyuan unleashed the magic. Since it had been pulled out and stood in front of him, and he remembered it, there was no point in it hiding back in the fog. The river water would push it over, regardless of whether it wanted to or not.

But now, when Birch turned into a human, he looked pleading to Li Zhuiyuan, and when he turned into a bird, he even let out a mournful cry.

Is it begging me to let it go, or does it have other requests?

Li Zhuiyuan didn't care.

The boy only remembered that it must have been in this fog before, shouting happily.

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

The girl was trembling and could hardly support her body, so she could only lean on him.

He crossed 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 indeed caused serious suffering to A'li.

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

For example, at this moment, he was faced with the attempt to kill him from the power behind that hand. What really supported him at this moment was the heritage of the two families' ancestors.

In the past, I helped Ah Li cure her illness out of love, but now, it is gradually becoming more and more reasonable. In this world, there is no such thing as getting benefits without doing anything good.

Perhaps, in some mysterious way, they were also trying to make up for their debt to Ari through themselves in this way.

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

After Birch's body and soul were captured, the fog retreated further away, and it was so thick that it almost looked like a whitewashed wall, and suddenly there was complete silence.

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

Are you planning to kill me early?
Row,
This time, not only will I bring the river water down to you, I will also give you a statue of Fengdu Emperor!
You guys were the ones who started it,
But now I'm curious.
How should you end it?

Open your eyes and return to reality.

Ah Li's body was limp, leaning against Li Zhuiyuan's chest, her body was covered in sweat, and her hair was stuck to her face.

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

At this time, Aunt Liu came in with a plate with two white hot towels on it.

She had been standing outside, eating mangoes non-stop.

The more she ate, the more things seemed wrong. However, Xiao Yuan was still walking on the river, and she didn't dare to rush in and intervene without him saying anything. All she could do was to do some logistics without being affected by the cause and effect.

Aunt Liu said seriously, "Xiaoyuan, tell me if you have anything to say."

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

Since I had no intention of telling them from the beginning and had to rely on my own abilities to handle the matter, now that I have set the stage myself, there is naturally no need to say anything.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up a towel, unrolled it, and wiped A'li's forehead despite the heat.

When he wanted to continue wiping his face, Ari reached out, also grabbed a towel, unfolded it, and wiped the boy's face.

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan didn't sweat much.

But collectors' pursuits are constantly improving, and now girls want to collect them in pairs.

Aunt Liu: "Ali is going to take a shower."

Ahri looked at the plate with two towels on it.

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

Ari 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. Such a long time had passed. They must have returned long ago. The boy picked up his schoolbag and walked out.

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

Liu Yumei stood by the window with a serious expression.

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

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

Aunt Liu whispered, "Xiaoyuan seems to have encountered some problems."

Liu Yumei said bluntly, "They just came back from abroad, and Xiaoyuan's eyes have only been healed for two days, so this shouldn't be something that happened on the ship. It's not something that happened on the ship, but I won't tell you or Ali, which means it's not convenient for us to know."

Aunt Liu: “So…”

Liu Yumei: "Xiaoyuan, you must have encountered the same thing as Ali did back then."

Aunt Liu pursed her lips and said, "Damn it, those guys."

Liu Yumei raised her hand and the formation in the room was activated, blocking out the sound. She didn't want Ali to hear what she said next.

But in the yard, Uncle Qin, who was doing wood carving, unconsciously buried his head deeper.

Because he suddenly couldn't hear any noise coming from the room on the third floor, he knew clearly what words he didn't want to hear, so he felt very guilty.

Liu Yumei said: "When Ali failed to escape from the river, we could still regard it as the result of those former enemies' actions behind his back, but this time, it is different.

Ali failed to escape from the river, which cut off his fighting spirit and tore off the last fig leaf between our two families.

When the two families were at their peak, they actually didn't have many enemies. Even if the hatred was huge, they were able to remain relatively restrained.

Now that we have fallen, even our former allies, the Qin and Liu families, would not mind stepping on us and would not want to see us make a successful comeback.

This is true from individuals to families to countries.

When you are strong, you are surrounded by friends; when you are weak, you are surrounded by enemies. "

Aunt Liu: "Then we..."

"Since he won't say anything, then we shouldn't do anything to avoid making things worse.

Our family is small now, so I am temporarily in this position, but this family will definitely be well-behaved in the future, and there will be a head of the family."

Aunt Liu: "Don't worry, Ali and I understand."

"I'm not reminding you of this. There's no need to remind you of this. The further his ship sails, the more rules will be established naturally. I raised the two of you. You may be a little dumb, but you're not stupid.

In fact, the signs have already appeared.

Even I gradually couldn't act like an elder in front of him.

This child is paddling two broken boats.

Sometimes I even wonder, if I hadn’t brought this kid into the family, wouldn’t he be able to sail the boat more steadily and more easily if he were to do so by himself?
If you can’t give anything and can’t provide any benefits, how can you continue to pretend to be an elder? "

Liu Yumei turned her head to look at the rows of tablets on the altar and spat unhappily:
"Bah, it's all your fault!"

……

Runsheng felt that when Uncle Qin hammered the coffin nail into him, it was not as painful as accompanying Yin Meng shopping for clothes now.

Especially at this time, Yin Meng met a boss who was eloquent and had a good speaking ability, and she had a very happy chat with him.

Runsheng already knew what would happen next.

One wants to get closer to you so that he can bargain more easily, and the other wants to get closer to you so that you won't feel comfortable bargaining too much. Beneath their affectionate eyes, they have already prepared a sword and a shield.

The boss looked at Runsheng and Yin Meng with a smile and said with deep emotion:
"You two are so great. My girlfriend and I used to have a very good relationship, but unfortunately I didn't make a name for myself at that time. Our relationship failed due to reality and we eventually broke up because her family disagreed."

Runsheng: "Actually, she disagreed."

boss:"……"

At this moment, the boss suddenly felt that the originally clear sky outside suddenly became gloomy, and his heart began to leak air when he breathed.

He suddenly felt very bored, very uninterested, very melancholy and very tired, because he found himself unable to even refute.

Yin Meng called out an extremely low price.

"Sell it or not? If you do, I'll take both the clothes and pants."

The boss waved his hand to indicate that it was sold and he didn't want to talk now.

Yin Meng happily paid the money, packed the clothes in a bag, and walked out of the store with Runsheng.

"You are great, Runsheng. You are really good at bargaining. I bargain based on the labels, but you bargain based on people's hearts."

"Is it okay?" Runsheng asked, holding a bag of clothes.

"Why are you in such a hurry? It's not easy to get you out here. Let's buy next year's spring and summer clothes in advance."

“I can’t wear so many.”

"Have you forgotten what Brother Xiaoyuan said? Now that we have the conditions, we won't waste money, but there's no need to endure hardships."

Runsheng was silent.

Yin Meng discovered that using Xiao Yuan to suppress Run Sheng was really useful.

Runsheng no longer resisted. He dragged his tired body and walked forward almost as fast as Yin Meng, walking like a dead body that had just crawled out of the water.

At this moment, on the edge of the roof of the fifth floor above the pedestrian street, a girl in a skirt and pajamas, with her hands raised forward, walked numbly along the edge, as if she was sleepwalking.

Runsheng and Yin Meng looked at each other, and that hand fed the clue to them.

……

"Director Tan, can you tell us in detail how you were able to identify the suspect at a glance during a routine inspection at the train station? Is it true that you have a photographic memory as people say?"

A female reporter from the local TV station handed the microphone to Tan Yunlong.

Behind her, the photographer was finding the angle, first focusing on a close-up of Tan Yunlong's face, and then pulling back to make sure that Tan Yunlong remained in the shot while also including the banners and certificates of merit hanging on the office wall.

Tan Yunlong smiled seriously yet 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 maternal grandfather were both policemen, so he had a dream of becoming a policeman when he grew up. "

"Director Tan, please allow me to interrupt and ask you something. 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 would protect the country's security, and he would be responsible for the country's construction."

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

"Yes, that's right. He was also commended for this. I personally gave him the certificate. I would like to thank our director for giving me, a father, this opportunity."

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

"Thank you."

"Okay, please continue."

"Although my son did not go to police school, he has always wanted to be a policeman, so in his spare time, he would take out the wanted warrants and some files that are not disclosed under the confidentiality regulations. He would also often discuss some cases with me.

Oftentimes, his ideas can give me some inspiration.

For example, in this case, he had taken this wanted warrant not long ago and discussed with me where the suspect might be hiding. I had a deeper impression of the suspect in the photo, which is why I was able to recognize her at a glance on the train. "

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

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

"This is your keen eye. I believe that this is not only the instinct of a veteran criminal policeman, but also the reward for your dedication to work day and night, even bringing work into your family, your concern for the rule of law, and your loyalty to duty!
I believe that with police officers like you, our Jinling..."

The interview is over.

The reporters and photographers left Tan Yunlong's office. Next, they needed to interview the police officers under Tan Yunlong and his superiors to hear their evaluation of Tan Yunlong.

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

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

Once upon a time, he was known in the police force as a troublemaker who did not follow the rules in order to solve cases, otherwise he would not have been transferred to the township police station.

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

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

Moreover, he felt a little guilty.

This feeling of guilt has continued since the moment the little boy took the initiative to open the door of his office at the Shigang Town Police Station.

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

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

Tan Yunlong had no choice but to pull his collar hard again. What he least wanted to see now was his son. A man of his age, he actually had to blush in front of his son.

"Dad, when will the show be aired?"

“It goes on air anytime.”

"Well, it's okay anyway. My mom will definitely be waiting in front of the TV in advance to record the show, and then she will show it to your father-in-law when we return home."

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

"There's nothing we can do. It's because Shigang can't find our Jinling local station."

“The provincial TV station will also broadcast it.”

"Hahahahaha!"

"Brat." Tan Yunlong couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing too.

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

Tan Yunlong: "Smoke less."

"know."

"I have quite a few here. Take some time to go home and get them."

"Yes."

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

"You have to know a little bit. There will be projects in various places in the future, so you need to be familiar with the construction environment in advance."

Tan Yunlong looked at the cigarette in his hand and asked, "Why did you suddenly start smoking this brand?"

"Yunyun's father brought me all the cigarettes that his father had hidden away, saying that smoking too much was bad for his health."

"Your mother used to do that."

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

Tan Yunlong wanted to say that this was against the rules, but then he thought, what if...

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

"Dad, are there any new cases recently?"

"That's the one you have in your hand."

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

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

"Denial of what?"

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

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

"Is this a mental illness?" Tan Wenbin pointed at his temple. "Do you want to escape punishment?"

Tan Yunlong blew out a puff of smoke and said:

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

Tan Wenbin: "Killing someone in a dream?"

……

Everyone received the page and returned to the 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 arrived, Tan Wenbin, Runsheng and Yin Meng had already written down their clues in written form.

After all, the script design may be needed to guide the river water in the future, and the text will be completed in advance, which will also facilitate subsequent adaptations.

This is the benefit of a team that has gained experience and training.

Li Zhuiyuan carefully read what they wrote, while quickly writing down his own findings. At the same time, he kept asking them questions, trying to find out details that might have been missed.

To the young boy, multitasking was nothing. Whenever he and A-Li played blind chess, they would always start three games at the same time.

After finishing his own writing and reviewing the writings of Tan Wenbin and Yin Mengrunsheng, Li Zhuiyuan gave his writing to them to read.

There is one person who has not submitted the written materials yet. He came back the earliest, but he is 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 seriously injured.

Anyone who can get into university on his own must have good basic writing skills. Yin Meng's group had already finished it long ago, so there's no reason for him to be so slow.

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

This is a new notebook, but there are already many pages filled with 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, all of which were quite complicated and there were many accidents. But fortunately, I succeeded in my mission and got the clue!”

Li Zhuiyuan nodded after hearing this.

Looking at the thick stack of written paper in front of him, he felt a little pity for the mastermind behind it.

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

I'm afraid the mastermind behind this is also cursing: The Qin and Liu families have fallen to such a state that they sent out such a fool.

Although, this was also deliberately arranged by Li Zhuiyuan.

We have to send someone out to distract 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:
"The meeting will now officially begin."

Everyone sat up straight.

Li Zhuiyuan continued:

"Actually, I shouldn't have called you all back so quickly. These things can actually be discussed over the phone.

But I have to call you all back, even if it is 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.
At the next meeting, will you still be the real you sitting here? "

(End of this chapter)