Do you dare to come down?

Old man Tian thought to himself: Hey, you are at the top, so what does it have to do with my young master coming down?

But the next moment, Old Man Tian suddenly felt a thump in his heart.

river,

Go to the river?

The old man staggered and kept retreating, but thinking that the young man's group was behind him, he tapped his toes in a hurry and performed a smooth spin on the spot.

After facing the opponent, he continued to stagger backwards with confidence.

With a "pop" sound, his calf hit the step and he sat down on the ground.

The old man's eyes were widened, his mouth was slightly open, and his expression was trembling. Even his newly bandaged wrists were bleeding unconsciously.

Apart from his loyalty, Old Man Tian is a bit slow in other aspects, but even if he is slow, he still understands the meaning and weight of the word "walking on the river" in the world of rivers and lakes.

In ordinary sect families, when their disciples reach a certain age, they leave home and become sects. Some are called traveling in the world of mortals, some are called experiencing tribulations in the world, some are called watching clouds and listening to the waves, and some are simply trained, wandering, and walking. call.

Many ancient books, such as the Yin family genealogy, record the travel stories of almost every generation of the Yin family, but the word "walking across the river" has never been mentioned in them.

Strictly speaking, only heirs of the Dragon King family can claim to be walking across the river after lighting the lanterns.

Because our predecessors and ancestors have walked through this river many times, there are probably still many "old friends" and "familiar faces" on the road, so it is not called venturing or pioneering, it is just a walk that our ancestors took again. The journey I took back then not only made me successful, but also announced to the world that my family’s heritage is still there, and I will continue to follow the rules that should be followed.

Jiujiang Zhao produced a Dragon King during the Qing Dynasty, but he never really broke through that level of standards. The world did not recognize him as Dragon King Zhao. His family members called themselves "Zuo Jiang". If you really want to be more serious... In fact, he did have his own It means putting gold on one's own face.

After all, there was only one Dragon King in your family's ancestors, and it's been so many years. How can you have any "relatives, friends, and old friends" for you to go around?

The old loyal servant has shallow eyes. His young master has been testing for a day, but he didn't recognize the possible identity behind the young man in front of him until now.

"Dragon...from the Dragon King's family?"

Fortunately, I didn't take action when roasting sweet potatoes by the river. If I really broke my skin, my family would not be able to protect me in the end.

On the eaves, Zhao Yi calmed down after receiving the exact reply.

The shovel of the Yellow River is a certificate of identity, and the heads of officers and generals are acceptable variables, but to put it bluntly, these are secondary. The most important thing is that Zhao Yi discovered step by step that the boy in front of him was younger than himself and at the same time more terrifying than himself.

As a candidate prepared by the family for his upcoming career, when he sees such a person, he can only be ranked higher.

"Your Majesty, you can't wait to cross the river at such a young age."

Seeing that the other party avoided his previous question, Li Zhuiyuan lost interest in him and did not answer the question.

His second lamp burned spontaneously.

In this river, before he officially decided to leave, the water in the river was already up to his ankles.

When Zhao Yi saw that the other party was ignoring him, he felt disappointed. He lowered his head and shouted: "Grandpa Tian, ​​please bring me a dagger."

Old Man Tian was a little confused at the moment. Since it was his young master's request, he threw the dagger upwards without thinking.

After throwing it away, he realized it and asked hurriedly: "Master, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Yi grabbed the dagger with his right hand and pulled the cloth off his forehead with his left hand.

It was the other party that I repeatedly tested, and now the other party gave a clear answer and asked a rhetorical question, which is equivalent to forcing myself into a corner.

I'm on the river, do you dare to come down?

This is not a simple inquiry. If you avoid it, talk about it indifferently, or even answer it not loud enough or confident enough, then Jiang has already lost before he leaves.

I don't have that kind of spirit, I don't have that kind of self-confidence, and I'm going to be a dragon king.

A smile appeared on Zhao Yi's face, and then while continuing to keep the smile, he pierced the dagger between his eyebrows and dug out!

Blood continued to flow out, from the center of the eyebrows along the bridge of the nose, all the way down, to the corners of the lips, to the chin, and finally dripped down and landed on Old Man Tian below.

Old Man Tian looked up in disbelief and shouted: "Master, no, Master, no!"

Li Zhuiyuan raised his head again and looked at Zhao Yi again.

Zhao Yi's face was covered in blood, and he was weighing a piece of minced meat in his hand. There was a large, dark, deep wound between his eyebrows, which was still bleeding.

He stood up straight and casually discarded the "crack in the door of life and death" that symbolized specialness and extraordinaryness.

With it, he is a genius.

You have to cure it before you can walk on the river, otherwise you won't be able to walk steadily.

But without it, I can walk on my own, and I can also take a look at the river.

Zhao Yi jumped forward, his body bent down in the air, and bounced back before landing. His body stretched, he could easily unload his force, and landed steadily.

I saw him open his arms and let out a soft moan:

"Oh, it's comfortable."

Without that useless thing, his body perception also recovered.

"Master, Master, Master, you are confused, you are confused."

Old man Tian crawled to Zhao Yi's feet, hugged his young master's legs, and cried bitterly.

The two of them are master and servant in name, but they are more like relatives. Seeing that his young master has ruined his destiny and his future, Old Man Tian is really heartbroken.

Zhao Yi patted Old Tian on the shoulder: "Okay, okay, Grandpa Tian, ​​neither of us are smart anymore. It's good. It matches well."

After briefly comforting Old Man Tian, ​​Zhao Yi looked at Li Zhuiyuan. He tilted his head slightly and said with a smile:

"You just asked me if I dared to come down?

Actually, originally this river was not a must for me to walk, but now that you are already on the river, I really have to come up and join in the fun.

There is no other meaning, I just want you to feel lonely and boring.

In other words, if it weren’t for you on this river, this young master would really not miss this trip!”

The weak shrink when they are frustrated, while the strong become stronger when they are strong.

Zhao Yi knew that he would definitely bump into the young man in front of him in the future. They would definitely meet again in the future. They might cooperate, join forces, or be wary of each other, but in the end they would definitely win or lose, and they might even...

…life and death.

Ordinary family sects, if they can no longer go on, will turn around and admit defeat.

But for those who are dedicated to the inheritance of the Dragon King family, losing is harder to accept than death.

Those old Dragon King families can recognize many blood feuds from each other's memorial tablets.

Walking along the river is like a bloody gladiatorial arena. Either surrender or die, and a king can only emerge standing.

Li Zhuiyuan said nothing.

Zhao Yi said dissatisfied: "Hey, sir, please give me some face. I finally heated up the place and made my blood boil. Why don't you try to put yourself out there for me?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and said: "After you light the lantern and officially leave the river, if we meet again and the conditions are right, I will seriously consider how to kill you."

When Old Man Tian heard this, his eyes widened. Was this a direct threat of life and death?

Zhao Yi's face was filled with emotion.

Sometimes "seriously considering killing you" comes from the words of a competitor that one admits, and that is the greatest recognition and praise for oneself.

Zhao Yi opened his arms and wanted to hug Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan took half a step back and refused this slightly intimate move.

Zhao Yi retracted his hand and just moved his face towards Li Zhuiyuan. His lips trembled slightly, and even though he was so close, he was using his lips to make an inaudible sound.

No one around him could hear it, but Zhao Yi knew that the young man in front of him had excellent hearing.

Zhao Yi said: "Since you have left the river, it means that you are indeed a human being, but I can see that there is a monster hidden inside you. You are sick, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan remained silent.

Zhao Yi continued: "I will go back and study methods to see how I can completely arouse your disease. I don't need to pursue killing you, I just need to help you tear off the human skin on your body.

In this way, even if you win in the end, you will still be the one who loses most completely."

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes finally showed brilliance when he looked at Zhao Yi.

This young master of the Zhao family really made him feel interesting.

Zhao Yi retracted his neck with satisfaction, waved his hand and said:

"The river is vast, and hundreds of people are vying for it. No matter how many times we can meet again in the future, the last meeting will be either at your grave or mine. Don't propose a toast, I don't like that. Promise me a cup of tea. I like to drink it."

Biluochun."

Tan Wenbin immediately took out a pen and notebook from his clothes, and read out while writing: "Remember, Mr. Zhao from Jiujiang likes to drink Biluochun, so prepare it before going to the grave."

When Zhao Yi saw this, he immediately turned to look at Old Man Tian who was still holding his thigh and crying.

Old Man Tian wiped his tears and nose, looking confused.

Zhao Yi sighed helplessly. It seemed that he had to carefully select the followers to worship his Dragon King when he lit up the lanterns and walked across the river. As for Grandpa Tian, ​​would he take them with him?

But if he loses, he will not lose, and if his subordinates are not good, he has to ask himself: "Your Majesty, what about you, what do you want me to salute when I visit your grave in the future?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Jianlibao."

Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Okay, you can do it."

After saying that, Zhao Yi pulled Old Tian up and prepared to leave.

Li Zhuiyuan said: "Wait a minute."

"Ah?" Zhao Yi turned around, "Maybe we have to take action now. After all, we came together openly under the banner of justice for heaven. I am not afraid of death, but I am worried that you will kill me now and do it to you.

Jiang’s influence is not good.”

Li Zhuiyuan: "Shizuo Zhao is gone, but there are still lonely old people and orphans in the front yard."

Zhao Yi asked back: "What's going on? Is this family adopting them really just to provide for them and nurture them until they die?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "People can die inexplicably, but things cannot have a beginning and an end."

The main reason is that if this matter is not resolved clearly and the cause and effect are not dealt with, there may be more trouble in the future.

Zhao Yi didn't go to the river, so he didn't have a deep understanding of this.

Of course, Li Zhuiyuan felt that even if Zhao Yi went to Jiang, it would be difficult for him to be as profound as himself.

Zhao Yi: "Respected means."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Your family should invest in building a nursing home and orphanage here, and donate some more money to take care of this matter."

"Why?"

"Stone table Zhao is also named Zhao."

"The families have been separated a long time ago. There are so many people with the same surname in the world. Do we all have to bear the responsibility for this?"

"Didn't you just visit relatives?"

Zhao Yi: "..."

"Will you answer it or not?"

"Okay, I, Jiujiang Zhao, have taken over the stall here. Is there anything else?"

"It's okay, you can go." Li Zhuiyuan then looked at Runsheng: "Flag formation."

Runsheng took out the formation flag from his hiking bag.

Zhao Yi saw the formation flags made of metal poles and was very dissatisfied: "When I was getting firewood to carve in the afternoon, why didn't you tell me that you had ready-made formation flags in your bag?"

Before dark, Zhao Yi asked Old Man Tian to go to a nearby farmer's house and buy several bundles of firewood for him. Old Man Tian was chopping firewood from a distance, while Zhao Yi sat in front of Li Zhuiyuan and carved.

The dragon's head pile that is still burning outside was carved by him with one knife and one knife. The dozens of wooden sticks stuck in the ground to surround it were also whittled by him alone.

After finally finishing the work, his hands were so tired that they almost cramped.

But now I actually tell myself that I don’t have to go to the scene to make it at all. I just carry this kind of equipment with me, and the quality is better.

Li Zhuiyuan: "I see that you are very proud of your carving, so I don't have the nerve to spoil your fun."

Zhao Yi: "Hehe...hehe."

Li Zhuiyuan inserted the small formation flags into the cracks in the ground, from the northwest corner to the southeast. The last flag in his hand was inserted in the center.

Old Man Tian looked around suspiciously, as if nothing had changed.

Zhao Yi started to pinch with his fingers and confirmed that this was a very simple and very special formation. The special thing was that it was too simple.

Tan Wenbin reopened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth.

He had seen this formation before, and it was a bitter experience for Brother Yuanzi, who always had to convert some profound things into simple graffiti so that he could recite it.

Taking out the lighter and lighting the cigarette, Binbin took a deep breath, then held the cigarette in his hand and flicked his thumb upward:

"Crack!"

The burning cigarette flew forward and spattered weak sparks after landing.

In an instant, all kinds of sparks appeared in the entire backyard. They looked for anything nearby that could be ignited. The fire suddenly started to rise.

Shi Zhuo Zhao, and all traces of Shi Zhuo Zhao, should be erased.

Zhao Yi opened his mouth and blurted out: "Fire will burn..."

As soon as he said this halfway, he stopped.

Because the fire did not spread outwards, it was only confined to the backyard.

Zhao Yi immediately understood and looked at Li Zhuiyuan: "Did you secretly change the formation that I changed?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "You made the changes based on the formation I modified."

This conversation seems to be a bit convoluted, but in fact it is a hidden contest.

Li Zhuiyuan would not arbitrarily enter a formation controlled by others. He first made changes to the formation here and took control, but he left room for Zhao Yi and anticipated his modifications.

Path, let him finish the job.

Zhao Yi, knowing that he was being compared again, gritted his teeth and pointed at Li Zhuiyuan: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Repent?"

Zhao Yi shrugged: "I am even more excited, hehe."

The fire started and everyone left the backyard.

When we came outside the wall, we couldn't see the fire inside. We could only occasionally see some sparks floating out, which were quickly darkened by the late night.

Along with the burning here, the coughs of the elderly and children in the front yard also became much gentler. The eyes of the mentally retarded children became a little more alert, and the face of the lonely old man added a touch of rosy.

When the villagers wake up tomorrow morning, they will see that the backyard of Lao Zhao's house has been burned to ashes, but the front yard has not been damaged at all.

Zhao Yi and Old Man Tian left.

Li Zhuiyuan and others stayed in place for a while.

This was the first time Shuyou Lin participated in a team-wide mission, and the outcome was not that he was carried to the infirmary for first aid.

Therefore, at this moment, he had the intention to express his emotion: "Why do you still do these things when you know that doing these things will be forbidden by heaven?"

Tan Wenbin reached out and patted Ayou on the back of the head: "The law is there. If everyone knows the law and abides by it, what else do we need the police for?"

Lin Shuyou turned to look at Tan Wenbin: "Brother Bin, what you said... has a very high-level feeling."

Tan Wenbin read the books and notes written by Brother Yuanzi, and combined with his own family background, he felt inspired:

"The way of heaven is vague, but the law can be seen and touched. But even so, it still cannot stop some ignorant people from breaking the law fearlessly, knowing the law and breaking the law, acting as a protective umbrella, and repeatedly testing the edges of the law. The sun...

There is nothing new under heaven."

Li Zhuiyuan turned around, glanced at a slope in the distance, and then said, "Let's go back to school."

On the slope in the distance, Zhao Yi was bandaging the wound between his eyebrows.

Old Man Tian could only hang his hands beside him and keep sighing, like a sad kangaroo.

"I said Grandpa Tian, ​​even if you want to send someone with white hair to someone with black hair, you don't have to rehearse in such a hurry, right?"

"Bah, bah, bah! Master, you are so blessed, don't say such unlucky words."

"Qitian is dead, you don't know how terrifying that person is."

"Then you still..."

"But it's really enjoyable to be able to compete against such a person and compete for the position of the Dragon King.

He has a good chance of winning, but he may not win for sure.

The notebooks of the Dragon King ancestor of my Zhao family also recorded the praise and admiration of many outstanding people, but in that era, it was he who finally succeeded.

There are many undercurrents under the river, and no matter how many geniuses there are, they can't block those holes."

"Master, you seem to have forgotten to ask which Dragon King is behind this person."

"It's not that I forgot to ask, but I didn't mention it on purpose. In whose team is the younger brother and older brother called him that?"

"I see."

Zhao Yi touched the bandaged wound and clenched his fists:

"Walk,

Go home and light a lamp!"

…

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the window into the dormitory, and Li Zhuiyuan woke up from the bed.

To his surprise, Tan Wenbin was also awake.

Binbin slept, but he probably slept in fits and starts.

At this moment, he was resting his head on his hands, holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and looking at the ceiling of the dormitory.

"You can smoke if you want, I don't mind."

"Ah, Brother Xiaoyuan, are you awake?" Tan Wenbin took the cigarette out of his mouth, "I quit smoking whatever I want."

"It's okay, just remember to ventilate it after smoking."

Tan Wenbin was startled for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you, Brother Xiaoyuan."

Li Zhuiyuan got up to wash up, then packed his schoolbag and carried it on his back.

"I'm going to Grandma Liu's house."

"Okay, Brother Xiaoyuan."

"Is Zhou Yunyun going to be discharged from the hospital today?"

"Well, I know."

"Grandma Liu's place is also empty."

"Yeah, I know."

Li Zhuiyuan did not leave in a hurry, but stood there and looked at Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin felt a little uncomfortable and stood up silently: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I can adjust myself. With our relationship, you really don't have to go out of your way to embarrass yourself."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head.

However, he didn't say anything more and left the dormitory.

"call……"

Tan Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief. It was rare that Brother Xiaoyuan said so many things to him in the early morning. He picked up the mirror, looked at his face, and said to himself:

"My emotions are all written on my face? Tsk, I'm still too young and my face is too tender."

Tan Wenbin leaned back on the bed, took out his cigarette again, and lit it with a lighter.

Last night he had several dreams in a row, all of which showed him killing Zhao Mengyao.

He has no regrets. Shi Zhuozhao's family is simply acting like beasts. It is not an exaggeration to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. Even dying once is too cheap for them.

But things that can be solved quickly rationally have some lags emotionally.

Tan Wenbin suspected that Zhao Mengyao was too stupid before his death. His stupidity was so impressive that it indirectly affected his mood. He was really stupid to the point of injury.

"Squeak..."

The bedroom door was opened and Shuyou Lin walked in.

"Brother Bin, why are you smoking in the dormitory?"

"Brother Xiaoyuan is right."

"Then I'll have one too." Shuyou Lin came over, took out one from the cigarette case, bit it in his mouth, lit it, took a puff, and then...

"Ugh...cough cough cough cough!"

Tan Wenbin rolled his eyes helplessly, stood up, took the cigarette from Ayou's hand, and extinguished it together with the one in his own hand.

"Smoking is not a good thing. If you don't know how to smoke, don't force yourself to learn."

"I thought that night, Brother Bin, you were holding a cigarette and saying, 'I'm sorry, I disturbed everyone.' You were so handsome."

"If you get into this in pursuit of being handsome, you will feel like your brain has gone crazy in the future."

"Brother Bin, how do you understand so well?"

"That's what my dad always said about himself."

"oh."

"But in terms of handsomeness, I think if I had held a can of Jianlibao in my hand, took a sip, and burped, the picture would have been pretty good."

Shuyou Lin thought about it carefully and nodded: "Indeed."

"Then you can have a drink, and you can also take some sugar. No, why are you here so early?"

"I get up very early every day. When I see Brother Xiao Yuan going out, I come in and read."

"Then you read a book and I'll lie down for a while."

"Brother Bin, you look very lethargic."

"I'm fine, just adjust."

"It's because of those two on your shoulders..."

"They are very well-behaved. They sleep all the time and don't make any fuss at all."

However, this also reminded Tan Wenbin.

Perhaps, it is really because the two lamps on his shoulders are occupied by two ghost babies respectively. Even if they are not making trouble, they have weakened his aura.

People with weak aura are often prone to depression, getting into trouble, fighting with themselves, and losing interest in anything they do.

It seems that I really need to find something to cheer myself up and recover.

In the past, I was happy alone, but now I am raising a family. Oh, I haven't even touched my partner's hands, but I have two children.

Shuyou Lin: "Brother Bin, I'm very curious, what does this feel like?"

Tan Wenbin: "Aren't there two generals? If you invite him down, one on the left and one on the right, won't you feel it?"

"I can't hire a new general now."

"Have you tried it?"

"I've tried it. When I was in the early days, I could still respond to General Zeng a little bit. I felt that it would take less than two years to successfully invite him.

But now, when I get up again, there is no response at all.

Maybe it's because I'm not pious enough and have slacked off in my desire to eliminate demons and protect the Tao."

"I think they don't want to jump into this pit of fire like you."

"ah?"

"Stop 'ah' and go read a book."

Tan Wenbin took the basin and went out to wash up, then went to the canteen to buy breakfast and came back to eat with Shuyou Lin.

After breakfast, Tan Wenbin lay on the bed again. He wanted to pick up a book and read it, but found that he couldn't read it, and he felt very upset.

Shuyou Lin put away his books and said, "Brother Bin, it's almost time. Eight is the high number today."

"You want to go to class?"

"Last time I went out, I didn't get the leave application form and was called on. If I don't go, I won't have to wait for the new semester to make up the exam this semester."

"Okay, I'll go to class with you. Hey, where did I put my high school mathematics books?"

When Tan Wenbin walked into the classroom, many classmates took the initiative to say hello to him:

"Good morning, monitor."

"Squad leader, there are few visitors."

"Monitor, are you coming to class too?"

The last row was already occupied, but when Tan Wenbin arrived, everyone moved in with a tacit understanding, freeing up an auspicious point for the squad leader.

Shuyou Lin sat in the second to last row, in front of Tan Wenbin.

The high school mathematics teacher is an older male teacher with a voice like a broadcaster who speaks three times slower.

As soon as he started to lecture, Tan Wenbin suddenly felt that his eyelids started to fight.

Hiss, here it comes, this is the feeling.

Tan Wenbin put his head on his arm and fell asleep directly.

Several classmates in the back row saw it and they all said it was a miracle. The monitor was worthy of being the monitor and he really did not waste any class time.

Shuyou Lin could only sit up straight and help Tan Wenbin block the teacher's sight.

After the two advanced mathematics classes, the third or fourth class in the morning had to change classrooms. Shuyou Lin pushed Tan Wenbin, but he couldn't move. Seeing that he was sleeping too soundly, he had to stay with him.

The students all left, and after a while, the students from the next class came in, and they were from the Department of Economics and Management.

There were only a few girls in their class, and there were only a few boys in this class, so when a group of girls came in and saw two more boys in the class, they all felt strange.

Everyone kept looking here during class, making Shuyou Lin blush.

After all, he has been practicing kung fu since he was a child. Among ordinary people, he has a good figure and temperament. In addition, when he is not showing off, his personality is relatively shy.

Therefore, book friends are actually very close to the opposite sex.

If things develop normally, he might have been single long ago.

But the problem is, who told him that since the beginning of military training, he has spent most of his time lying in a hospital bed recovering from his injuries.

After class, a few girls came over to him and wanted to chat and get to know him.

"Ah~"

Tan Wenbin, who had slept all morning, felt refreshed, raised his arms, and stretched greatly.

Needless to say, the classroom really has a sleeping atmosphere, and you really won’t get such a good sleep anywhere else.

"Brother Bin, you're awake."

"It's okay, you continue."

Tan Wenbin put his hands through his hair, stood up and left. It was noon and he had to go to the hospital to complete the discharge procedures for Zhou Yunyun.

Shuyou Lin hurriedly followed him out.

"What are you doing out here? I'm going to the hospital."

"Brother Bin, I'll go with you."

"Those female classmates are pretty good, but they are a bit unfamiliar. Have they learned how to dress up?"

"Brother, they are not from our class."

"Oh, no wonder, why don't you look familiar to me? But that doesn't matter, there isn't one you like?"

"without."

"Then which one are you attracted to?"

Lin Shuyou immediately shuddered as he recalled the one that made his heart beat the last time he was stillborn.

"Brother Bin, I think I'm still young and it's too early to consider this."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Tan Wenbin brought Lin Shuyou to the hospital. He first sent Lin Shuyou to ask when he could go through the discharge procedures, and then entered the ward alone.

When he came in, Tan Wenbin opened his arms and exaggerated deliberately: "Aha, guess who is coming to see you!"

Immediately, Tan Wenbin saw Zhou Yunyun sitting on the hospital bed, and Zheng Fang was sitting beside the hospital bed.

Tan Wenbin: "Aha, it turns out to be my dear mommy!"

Binbin stepped forward and gave his mother Zheng Fang a cordial hug.

Zhou Yunyun lowered his head, his cheeks flushed.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"Okay, both of you, father and son, deliberately hid it from me. Or did I go to Yunyun's school to find her? That's when I found out that Yunyun had an accident and was admitted to the hospital."

"Aren't you worried?"

"You brat, where have you been these past few days and you haven't come to the hospital to take care of Yunyun?"

"The task of a mentor."

I can't say that I took the time these past few days to kill the murderer of Yun Yun with a shovel.

Lin Shuyou walked in at this time: "Brother Bin, I asked, can I go through the discharge procedures now? What should I do? Hey, aunt, are you... Zhou Yunyun's mother?"

Zheng Fang nodded and smiled without saying a word.

Tan Wenbin corrected: "It's my mother."

Lin Shuyou couldn't think of it for a moment, so he said: "Hey, things are progressing so fast, do you even recognize the same mother?"

Zheng Fang laughed out loud and said: "Okay, let's go and get Yun Yun discharged from the hospital, and then call a car. Yun Yun will go to my place to recuperate for a few days before going back to school. I have already made an agreement with Yun Yun."

Zhou Yunyun looked at Tan Wenbin and explained: "Auntie is too enthusiastic, I..."

Tan Wenbin: "Mom, you have to work harder like this. I think..."

"Yunyun's parents are in Nantong, what's wrong with me here, helping to take care of you? Besides, I'm willing to take care of you no matter how hard you work." After saying that, Zheng Fang looked at Zhou Yunyun, "Girl, remember that I will take care of you today.

From now on, when I get old and sick, you have to take care of me and don’t think I’m going to die.”

Zhou Yunyun blushed again and lowered his head.

Tan Wenbin: "Mom, what are you talking about? Don't you have a son like me?"

Zheng Fang: "I believe you are a ghost."

After completing the discharge procedures, Zhou Yunyun was taken to his home by Zheng Fang.

Zheng Fang cooked, and Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou also stayed home for a meal.

After the meal, Zheng Fang called Tan Wenbin out alone: ​​"Mom has asked the doctor. There is nothing wrong with her body. She was poisoned, but luckily there were no sequelae."

"Well, I know."

"Don't have any knots in your heart, don't dislike others."

"ah?"

"When someone is hospitalized, you have to run some kind of tutoring program. You can deceive me with this rhetoric, but you can't deceive your mother and I, Binbin, we can't be that Chen Shimei."

It took Tan Wenbin a long time to finally straighten out his mother's thinking. Probably, his mother acquiesced that she and Zhou Yunyun had been together in high school, but they deliberately hid it from the family and even chose Jinling for college.

As a result, I saw that someone was poisoned, so I ignored him and threw him in the hospital.

"Okay, Mom, we have classes in the afternoon, so we're going back to school first, Ayou!"

"Here we come, Brother Mei."

Tan Wenbin grabbed Lin Shuyou's neck and carried him down the stairs.

"Brother Bin, let go, it hurts!"

"I told you to eavesdrop, I told you to eavesdrop!"

The two made a fuss outside the community before they separated, and took a taxi to return to school.

In the car, Shuyou Lin asked curiously: "Brother Bin, there are no classes in the afternoon."

"According to the plan in the afternoon, Brother Xiaoyuan will help me place these two children."

Shuyou Lin: “I’m really looking forward to it.”

Tan Wenbin nodded and turned to look at the street scene outside the car window: "Yes, I'm looking forward to it too."

…

In the morning, when Li Zhuiyuan came to the door of Grandma Liu's house, he stopped and stood outside for a while.

He is thawing himself.

Every time I go out and come back here, I seem to be able to hear the crisp sound of my own melting.

In the past, this feeling existed, but it was far less contrasting than it is now.

Thinking on the bright side, I can freeze more because I can melt away better. Only when there is cold and heat can we have four distinct seasons.

Previously in the dormitory, Tan Wenbin told himself that he did not need to comfort himself, because Binbin knew that it would bring pain to him.

But sometimes, being able to restrain the painful and disgusting emotions and express those words and concerns is also a victory for myself.

Li Zhuiyuan pushed open the courtyard door, walked into the courtyard, came to the floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor, and opened the window.

Ali is sleeping while performing.

Ever since he said he wanted to experience the feeling of waiting for her to wake up, she had been cooperating like this.

This is not blind obedience or pampering, but two very young "patients" who are cautious about each other.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the bed and called softly: "Ali."

The girl opened her eyes.

"The weather is nice today. Shall we go for a walk on the school playground?"

The girl nodded.

She got out of bed, put on her shoes, wore white silk pajamas, and her black hair was ready to go out.

Liu Yumei was proud that she had raised a noble lady, but in fact Ah Li didn't care about this. The reason why she didn't object was probably because she could just sit there and make her grandma happy.

"Come, sit here."

The girl sits down at the dressing table.

Li Zhuiyuan opened the drawer, picked up the comb, and began to comb her hair.

One time before, when she arrived early, Liu Yumei was combing Ah Li's hair, so she sat and watched, and learned the lesson.

The girl's hair is very soft, like brocade, and feels comfortable in her hand.

As he combed his hair, Li Zhuiyuan felt his heart gradually calming down. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised unconsciously, coming from the heart, without any performance, and simply blending into the silence of the moment.

Finally, he saw the ready-made hairpin, which was the last trace of the big fish after it was burned to ashes.

The two of them didn't care whether it was auspicious or unlucky, they preferred to regard it as a trophy.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the hairpin and used it to give the final fix to Ali's hair.

The two people in the mirror both smiled.

"Let me see, are there any clothes in the closet?"

Li Zhuiyuan opened the wardrobe and found many clothes hanging inside, all in Hanfu style.

The young man took out a set and put it on the bed, then walked out, drew up the curtains, closed the floor-to-ceiling windows, turned his back to the room, and sat on the steps in the yard.

Not long after, the door behind him was pushed open, and Ali, who had already changed clothes, stood there.

White lining and black skirt, simple yet fresh and elegant.

The two held hands and walked out of the yard.

After they left, Uncle Qin walked out of the corner with a bucket and began to water the vegetables in the yard.

On the balcony on the second floor, Liu Yumei stood there, looking at the two small figures walking away hand in hand in the distance.

Aunt Liu leaned out from behind and said, "Okay, it seems there's no need to put the vinegar dishes in the morning."

Liu Yumei didn't say anything and patted the railing lightly with her left hand.

Seeing that the old lady was really in a mood, Aunt Liu quickly changed her tone and comforted her: "Isn't this what you always wanted to see?"

"Yes, that's what I want to see."

What she has been worried about is what she will do if Ali is left alone in this world when she is gone.

Whether Ali will feel lost or uncomfortable, that is the treasure that she has always held close to her heart in her life, and there is no room for any grievance.

But when the scene where she felt at ease appeared, she couldn't help but feel disappointed because her sense of existence was weakened.

"After co-authorship, it belongs to them, so just be more open-minded."

Liu Yumei closed her eyes and nodded.

"What would you like to eat in the morning?"

"I can't eat anymore. Make me a pot of tea."

"How can you drink tea on an empty stomach so early in the morning?"

"I have heartburn, so I need to calm down the fire."

…

There will be more people on the playground in the evening, but fewer people in the early morning, especially now, when students generally haven't gotten up yet.

There were only a few people in the empty playground. Li Zhuiyuan and Ah Li talked while walking, mainly because he talked and she listened.

Although this time it is not a wave, it is still a story.

Unlike Tan Wenbin who had to hide things from Zhou Yunyun, Li Zhuiyuan could tell everything exactly as it was, because she would not be frightened, nor would she feel bloody or uncomfortable.

These, to Ali, are nothing but simple drizzle.

However, when she heard that Zhao Yi had dug a gap between life and death and chose to walk across the river, Ali grabbed the boy's hand and exerted a slight force.

Those who are evil and evil, no matter how wise they are, still have their limitations, but people are different.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that Uncle Qin's failure in taking the river was because of people.

Sensing the girl's worry, Li Zhuiyuan comforted her: "Don't be afraid of this. They should be afraid of me, because I am less human than them."

The girl stopped and looked at the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan also turned sideways and looked at her.

The two of them touched their foreheads lightly, and the girl smiled.

In this world, she is probably the only one who can understand this cold joke of hers.

The two continued walking. When the girl shook her arms, she exerted some force, and Li Zhuiyuan followed suit. The hands the two held together swayed back and forth a little more exaggeratedly than before, seeming to show a "childlike innocence."

”.

After walking until it was almost time for students to get up and have breakfast, Li Zhuiyuan was ready to take Ali back.

At the exit of the playground, he saw Liu Tao and Lu Anan. They had obviously seen him for a long time and had been waiting here for a long time.

They are the president and vice president of the Physiognomy Society. The last time they were recruiting new recruits at the playground, Li Zhuiyuan sat in front of their booth.

Liu Tao read his face for himself, even if he had a nosebleed, Lu An'an was taught to tremble with his fingers three times, but he didn't seem to have learned it.

The two of them were carrying soy milk, fried dough sticks and steamed buns, and when Li Zhuiyuan walked over, they both had smiles on their faces.

However, calling him junior is obviously inappropriate, and calling him senior is too old-fashioned. The two of them seemed to have not discussed the title in advance, so they were stuck here. They just opened their mouths and smiled, looking a bit silly.

"Senior, hello, senior sister."

Li Zhuiyuan held Ah Li with his right hand and raised his left hand to greet them.

Lu Anan: "Hey, hello, senior."

Liu Tao was stunned for a moment and immediately followed: "Hello, junior fellow senior."

Li Zhuiyuan: "If nothing happens, I will..."

Lu An'an said: "That's it, senior junior, we will have a multi-school joint club activity next week. Many physiognomist people will come to participate. We would like to invite you, senior junior, to participate. You

Is it okay to watch?”

"No." Li Zhuiyuan simply refused, "But I can recommend someone. He is the class monitor of Class 1 of the Freshman Department of Water Conservancy Engineering. His name is Tan Wenbin. His physiognomy and numerology are better than mine.

"

Liu Tao: "Really?"

Lu Anan: "Really?"

"Well, he is enthusiastic and willing to help his classmates."

After Li Zhuiyuan finished speaking, he took Ah Li's hand and left.

Liu Tao looked at Lu Anan: "Well, let's go find that classmate Tan?"

Lu Anan mentioned breakfast: "I forgot to give the breakfast I bought specially to others!"

After Li Zhuiyuan and Ali came back from a walk, they sat down at the dining table and Aunt Liu brought breakfast.

"Won't Grandma Liu come for breakfast?"

Aunt Liu: "The old lady ate in advance and is a little full now."

"Oh, that's right."

Aunt Liu continued to joke: "Xiaoyuan, don't you want to know what the old lady secretly ate in the morning?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I know, I was the one who was abrupt."

Aunt Liu suddenly felt that chatting with a child who was too smart was so boring.

After breakfast, Li Zhuiyuan spent the morning drawing blueprints in his study.

Ah Li was painting. After Li Zhuiyuan finished the drawing in hand, Ah Li's painting began to take shape.

The painting shows an old courtyard with a raging fire going on, and the details and characters have not yet been painted.

"Does this painting also need to be put into the frame book?"

Ali shook her head.

"Then just think of it as leisure and entertainment."

Ali nodded.

"Ali, please work hard and help me carve out this rune."

Ali put down the brush, walked to the other end of the long table, sat down, picked up the carving knife, picked up a memorial tablet from the table, and cut off two layers of skin the size of a palm.

The movements are smooth and the veneer is regular. You can see that practice makes perfect.

Immediately afterwards, Ali began to carve the texture.

A kind of talisman recorded in Wei Zhengdao's book is called the Two Realms Talisman.

The function of this talisman is to open the Yin realm in humans and the Yang realm in evil spirits. Its function in the traditional sense is to help humans and ghosts communicate.

In many places, the blind goddess's business includes helping customers summon their deceased relatives to chat with them.

However, these two realm talismans were modified by Li Zhuiyuan, removing the communication function and strengthening the boundary between yin and yang.

Tan Wenbin only needs to put these two pieces of wood on his shoulders to achieve isolation between humans and ghosts. Although the price of raising ghosts and shortening his life will not change, at least the hedging effect between humans and ghosts can be reduced.

to the lowest.

The Ali pattern is carved quickly and has a full sense of charm.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but make a few gestures in the air, just to have a good time.

There's no way he can understand the talisman or even change it, but he really can't draw it.

There are also four sets of clothing styles on the desk, four sets of different color styles, corresponding to themselves, Yin Meng, Runsheng and Tan Wenbin respectively.

And it can be clearly seen that there is a draft and polishing, and the polisher should be Liu Yumei.

This dress looks really good. It’s not exactly the same but has a similar style, and it won’t look strange when worn. In some places, the lining and special design are specially marked, which is very practical.

For example, I like to put the ink pad in my pocket. On this piece of clothing, it can be built into the wrist button of the cuff, so that I don’t have to put my hand into my trouser pocket when I press red in the future, which makes it faster and more secretive.

In addition, Ali has also made some key small parts that he needs. With these, Runsheng can be asked to go to a nearby small factory according to the drawings to repair the big parts, and then the job can be completed.

The two two-realm talismans were carved by Ah Li. Li Zhuiyuan put them away, made some glue after returning, and then attached them to Tan Wenbin's shoulders.

This wood veneer is made of excellent material and blends in perfectly with the skin, without affecting daily life at all.

In fact, Li Zhuiyuan also figured out the art of controlling ghosts, but this was a crude technique, and there were still big problems.

Although the history of the official general is not long, he is an orthodox and well-known man. No matter how stingy the underworld gods are, they can only drain the body of a child, but Tan Wenbin's method of controlling ghosts is completely based on Yang Shou.

fighting.

If the balance between these side effects and merits is not properly balanced, then Tan Wenbin will... Yang Shou will become younger the more he uses it.

However, with Runsheng here, and even Lin Shuyou as a temporary worker who can be deployed to the team at any time as needed, Tan Wenbin does not have to bear the main responsibility of frontal combat.

Then I can design some simple methods for Tan Wenbin to learn and use. This method consumes less and is more than enough to cover the merits of traveling across the river.

However, moves that consume a lot of Yangshou can also be taught. If your life is gone at the critical moment, the remaining Yangshou will be meaningless.

"Bang!"

Upstairs, there was the sound of glasses being smashed.

I don’t know which kiln was broken or how many apartments were destroyed.

Li Zhuiyuan was a little surprised. Is Grandma Liu still angry about the morning?

When he walked out of the study, he didn't see Aunt Liu, so Li Zhuiyuan could only walk upstairs.

Second floor bay,

Li Zhuiyuan saw Aunt Liu standing next to Liu Yumei with a calm face.

Aunt Liu, who has always been sweet and kind, had such an expression on her face that it spoke volumes.

Liu Yumei was sitting on a wicker chair, holding a letter with an emerald luster in her hand, and the veins on the back of her hand were exposed.

"Hahaha……

You Jiujiang Zhao, the abacus ball fell on my face, you actually want to eat my family's absolute family!"

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