Corpse Retriever

Wei Zhengdao?

"He, haven't you died yet?"

If Wei Zhengdao did not die, Li Zhanyuan would be disappointed.

Because the guys who have seen the limited life of human beings have become all or not, no exception.

The Yuxuzi in the Wanjiang Di Palace, including the "it" who is talking to himself now, is all of which.

The teenager has read Wei Zhengdao's book and likes the style of Wei Zhengdao's words.

This is a very narcissistic guy, a person who is not restricted by the rules and likes to travel crazy on the edge of the taboos.

Li Zhanyuan would not admit that he worshiped him, but he couldn't deny that he appreciated him very much.

He is willing to dig a step step by step to explore his footprints and unveil his life.

But teenagers don't want to see him still alive, humble, dirty and twisted.

He should die, and he died normally. He was the perfect Wei Zhengdao.

This feeling is like the original Xue, Zheng, and Zeng's apprentice, the attitude towards their master Yu Xuzi, and the jade Xuzi who seal the monsters to seal the monster is the master of admiration in their hearts.

It: "I don't know ..."

"You don't know if he is still alive, but you let me kill him?"

"Am I still alive ..."

"But you are alive, it does not mean that he is still alive."

"What if ..."

"Don't you think, you 'just in case', it looks very ridiculous?"

"You really grew up and dare to talk to me like this ..."

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Is it the confidence that the river has brought to you or the two rupture cards of the two ..."

It knows the two Qin Liu.

It and Qin Liu are not born in a time.

But since it breaks his sleep because of the water monkey incident, he opens his eyes and turns over, and has indirectly become the "land temple" to guard here, making other evil spirits dare not approach or even dare to reduce birth.

Then it cannot be perceived that Qin Liu's family living in the village with it.

I want to come, Grandma Liu should know its existence.

It's just that one in the self -sealing and waiting for the years will completely disappear himself, and one is to avoid the world to pray for a little blessing to treat his granddaughter.

There are indeed no reasons and necessary conflicts.

There is no need to communicate with anything, and you can feel each other. If you know that there is the existence of the other party, there is no need to make the next step.

and,

It really doesn't want to cause trouble.

Not dare, but lazy.

The water monkey is close to twenty people, and it said that peeling is peeling. Even if he looked up, he and Run Sheng had to be reduced to the white shredded shrimp on the plate.

Therefore, when Li Zhanyuan returned, he was willing to go to the bearded family dam and put it on a sacrifice.

Without waiting for Li Zhanyuan to answer, it said again:

"If I can't be ridiculous, how could he be cheated by him ..."

"I'm a ridiculous stupid man ..."

"An irreversible idiot ..."

Li Zhanyuan: "Need me to try to comfort you?"

"You can try ..."

"Thank you for your peace to this area."

"Thank you for your ass ..."

"That's it."

I saw the other side of the world due to the incident of the small yellow warbler, and found those books in the basement of Tai Grandpa's house, and officially started.

Li Zhanyuan has studied the theory of dirty things.

If you want to terminate the river, you need to light up again to admit failure. Grandma Liu's special method must always pay attention to avoiding causality. At that time, he studied while reading, and there was the influence of Taiye's blessing. A wave.

At that time, I felt that Nantong was dead everywhere, and there were evil spirits everywhere, and it was too late to fish.

Therefore, it is really wrong to say that it is rubbing its ass.

Because at that time, I didn't know hiding the cause and effect, just like a child, holding a real gun in my hand.

"Help me kill Wei Zhengdao ..."

"If he is still alive ..."

"I said that you and him are very similar to you and have learned his black book ..."

"If he is still alive, Jiang Shui will push him closer to you ..."

"Because I am still alive, I don't want him to be alive ..."

"I hate him ..."

"But I don't want him to live as ugly as me ..."

Hearing this, Li Zhanyuan suddenly understood the other party's mind.

Because of its mind, to some extent, it is common to itself.

It hates Wei Zhengdao, but the Wei Zhengdao that he does not want to hate will become fallen and dirty.

Li Zhanyuan could only la with emotion in his heart: Wei Zhengdao's personality charm is really strong.

Even those who hate him for nearly a thousand years hope his image can be complete.

"If I met him, I would kill him, but it was not for you, even, it had nothing to do with you."

"Thanks……"

Li Zhanyuan turned around and looked behind him.

A man stood there, but his face was constantly changing.

At first it was the uncle in the village, then crazy, laughing, cold, stupid ...

It chose to suppress itself under the peach forest, knowing that it is a scourge, maybe many times, it will forget who it is.

But it still remember Wei Zhengdao.

"Thank you for being one of the waves you call the Dragon King ..."

"Waves, can it be arranged like this?"

When asking this question, Li Zhuiyuan actually had the answer in his heart.

It should be... it can be arranged like this.

Isn't it a kind of trick under the rules to find waves in advance to solve the dead evil spirit in advance?

Heaven is ruthless, because it only needs one result.

You have the ability to kill this big evil spirit, even if you persuade it to commit suicide willingly, that is your good eloquence and your ability.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can persuade the ghost king to turn back and recruit him into his tent, which is also a great magical power of Buddhism.

The dishes cooked by Yin Meng can make the evil spirits explode.

The idea can actually be opened and opened again.

This one under the peach forest is really qualified to be a wave, and it is a big wave in the later period. After stepping on it, it is really not far from becoming the Dragon King.

Applying the idea of ​​"question setter" is equivalent to only needing to finish all the previous questions, and then there is a big question for free points in the back.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly realized that he had further removed a layer of mystery from "Walking on the River", making it even more boring.

It: "What he was best at was making the treacherous river water and the mysterious heaven very boring..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "..."

The man began to retreat, leaving the crowd and walking down the dam.

Li Zhuiyuan chased him out and stopped at the dam, watching the man walk step by step towards the pond in the dream. In reality, this place is already a peach forest.

When the man's figure sank into the pond, it suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

At this moment, its face became what it originally looked like.

With white hair on both temples, he looked both vicissitudes and youth, which was in line with the aesthetic of men in that era, very gentle, free and easy, and romantic.

However, its eyes seemed particularly deep, with some doubts:

"In addition to the one I gave you, have you read other books of Wei Zhengdao..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "If I have the chance, I really want to read more books of Wei Zhengdao."

"His books are all written on Buddha skin paper, that is, human skin. Do you know why..."

"Why?"

It reached out, pinched the flesh on the side of its face, and gently pulled it out.

"Snap!"

Its face skin broke, and a woman's face appeared underneath. The woman's face skin was still squirming, as if it was eager to break out.

It didn't care, because it was used to it.

"He suspected that the infinite blasphemy against the Heavenly Dao would eventually cause the Heavenly Dao to really dislike it..."

"Then what?"

"Be careful that the Heavenly Dao will personally peel off this human skin on your body..."

It sank into the pond.

This dream also began to darken, which was a sign of the end.

The villagers who were watching the funeral troupe, including Pan Zilei and his group, stopped cheering and jumping for joy. The sound system began to lower the volume, and the little yellow warbler stopped dancing and singing and put down the microphone in his hand.

This performance in the dream was about to end.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and walked back, pushing away the crowd and standing back in the innermost part.

The sky was getting darker and darker.

Everyone's face was gradually hidden.

The little yellow warbler reached out to Li Zhuiyuan, wanting to touch this delicate boy who was obviously different from other children in the village, just like that afternoon more than a year ago.

Her hand was placed on the boy's face.

"Do you want to continue singing?"

The little yellow warbler hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work, helping me take care of my great grandfather."

Li Zhuiyuan raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

In an instant, the sky was bright again.

In the dream, everyone's faces became clear again, and the cheers gradually rose from low to high, and the environment that should have returned to silence returned to the hustle and bustle.

"Keep playing the music, keep dancing."

...

There is no such thing as taking advantage without paying a price in this world. The wages that the grandfather gave to Xiao Huangying were obviously far from enough to pay for Xiao Huangying's efforts here.

So last night, Li Zhuiyuan made up for this wage.

This also caused him to consume a lot of energy because of maintaining the state of walking in the dark.

I got up late in the morning, and my mind was still a little dizzy.

But even so, lying on the bed, the first thing he did after waking up and opening his eyes was to turn his head to look at the side of the bed, the desk, the door, and the chair.

The objects were all there, but the girl was not.

Fortunately, although things have changed, the girl did not fly far.

Li Zhuiyuan got out of bed, washed up, and went downstairs.

Lin Shuyou bought a lot of drinks as gifts yesterday. Since they were his own things, he simply opened the box, took out a bottle, and drank a whole can before breakfast.

The intake of sugar made the boy's mind feel better.

"Little Yuanhou, you're awake. Come and have breakfast."

"Grandma, where are my great grandfather and his family?"

"There's a factory owner in the east. His father passed away and they're going to hold a big wedding. They need a lot of tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks. All the things in the house have to go.

Your great grandfather took Runshenghou, Zhuangzhuang and that classmate to deliver goods to them."

"Oh, I see."

The happiest thing for my great grandfather is probably to take the mules at home to deliver goods.

In the past, there was one mule, then two, and now there are three mules. This gives my great grandfather a sense of accomplishment in playing the role of a landlord and saving up his family's wealth again.

Breakfast is porridge and pickles. Cui Guiying peeled two salted eggs for Li Zhuiyuan.

"Little Yuanhou, I'm afraid your great grandfather and his family won't come back to eat tonight. Can you go to your grandparents' house for dinner?"

"Okay."

"Well, that's good, that's good, you drink porridge, don't be cold."

Eating, Yin Meng came back.

"Good morning, Xiao Yuan."

When Cui Guiying heard this name, she just smiled and thought it was a joke between young people. She turned and went to the kitchen to clean up.

Li Zhanyuan asked: "Where did you go to visit?"

"Take a walk casually, breathe fresh air, and catch some snakes, mice and ants by the way."

Yin Meng raised a fertilizer bag, but fortunately she knew that Xiao Yuan was eating breakfast, so she didn't open it.

"Good Yaxing."

"Nantong's snakes are really quite a lot. It is very easy to catch, that is, most of the water snakes, the toxicity is not as strong as my hometown."

"Do you want to go home?"

"I don't think so, I have no relatives at home."

"It's not nothing."

The yin Changsheng is still alive, but it should not be a immortal state.

In other words, in the perspective of the ancients, that state is no different from Chengxian.

The fairy -fluttering fairy setting was formed after generation of art processing.

"Is my ancestor, to be honest, I actually want to see it, at least I can go there and worship my grandpa."

Even if Yin Meng wants to go home now, she can't find the grave.

"I will go, it won't be too long."

Li Zhanyuan ate breakfast.

Yin Meng got up and wanted to help clean up. Li Zhanyuan first picked up the chopsticks and walked towards the kitchen.

In the afternoon, Tan Wenbin called through the small sale department of Zhang Ye, and Yin Meng answered.

After receiving the table, chair, chopsticks and chopsticks, he also asked Li Sanjiang to sit in fast.

Tan Wenbin asked Li Zhanyuan or not, and was lively together.

Li Zhanyuan refused, and Yin Meng didn't go.

In the afternoon, Li Zhanyuan sat on the terrace vine chair on the second floor, blowing the wind and watching the scenery.

Yin Meng did the old industry, and the plate was prepared in advance. She started to make a coffin based on the drawings.

Although accompanied by the implementation of cremation, the coffin shop gradually becomes a sunset industry, but at least now, when you make it, as long as the price is appropriate, you really do n’t worry about selling it in the village.

The old people's obsession with this is deep. Even after the cremation, some people have to put the ashes into the coffin and burial.

Stone Tiger knows that Brother Yuanzi is back, and he comes to visit together, and brings his own snacks and stickers as small gifts, not worthy, but they are not empty, and they also take out the most they can take. What the latest thing.

In the past, they were really poor.

It's not because the family is in such a situation, but because the four uncle put the children Li Weihan and Cui Guiying, they were afraid that they would be cheap, and they rarely gave the children's things.

Now Grandpa Grandma is working here in Li Sanjiang, and the family does not do school at home. Instead, these younger brothers have been more affluent.

At least I have time and energy to grind my parents.

Li Zhanyuan accepted their gifts, and then led them to the small sales department of Zhang Ye as before.

Stone Tiger was so happy that they kept their hands and cheered, and kept calling for friends to show off.

"Now, this is my Yuanzi brother."

"My Yuanzi is back!"

"Yuanzi brought us to Zhang Ye to buy things, hum!"

This scene was expected when they came.

Children, always have an unusually goodwill and expectation to those who are willing and willing to spend money on themselves. Well, adults are actually.

In the past, everyone had a meal at the grandparents' house, and they were full of stomach. The arrival of Jingli Yuanzi really added a good memory to them.

And the Yuanzi brother is very generous, and the milk will stole the pocket money for him, but every time Yuanzi brother gets the pocket money, he takes everyone to spend.

In fact, there is not much money. Even if Li Lan comes from time to time, Cui Guiying cannot stuff too much money to the child.

However, everything in childhood will be amplified, and they will repeatedly read it when they grow up, because ... when they grow up, sometimes they are really boring.

Watching Li Zhanyuan came with the brothers and sisters of the Li family, Zhang Ye laughed.

Li Zhanyuan asked the brothers to choose things by themselves, and he came to checkout.

There are no valuables in the small sales department, and these little brothers and sisters also have a few in their hearts, and they will not take too much.

Boys generally chose a instant noodle with a water -margin card, which can collect card collection, and they can also play cards with card cards.

The girls are not interested in this, but under the persuasion and transactions of the boys, they also chose that kind of instant noodles, and the card was handed over to the brothers.

This bag of instant noodles is really not cheap for the children. After taking this, even if Li Zhanyuan took the initiative to let them choose something, they would not reach out.

In the end, Li Zhanyuan asked Zhang Ye to install some snacks with the cards that girls liked to get the cards that they liked, and let them take them by themselves, which attracted a cheer for the big guy.

After finishing the account, Stone Tiger couldn't wait to disassemble the bag, take out the card inside, and compare the heroes you chose to each other, and then immediately call other partners in the village. Get up a card.

First, let the card go on the wall and fly down. The farthest can be picked up. For other cards, as long as it is overturned, then this card belongs to you.

Who has the most cards, who is the "rich" in the village and the envy of children.

Some children have already lost, so they can only stand by silently, open the seasoning packet and pour it into the instant noodle bag and shake it vigorously, then chew it while watching other children continue to play.

Shitou also took out his own stock and said that he could lend it to Brother Yuanzi so that Brother Yuanzi could also participate.

Li Zhuiyuan refused.

Although he is not much older than them, he insists on the basic skills of breathing, and his qi power is now not small. He is also good at controlling strength. If he participates in this kind of game, he will soon be "rich".

Aunt Zhang leaned on the counter with her elbows, watching the children in the corner playing enthusiastically, and couldn't help laughing:

"I really don't know what's fun about this game."

Li Zhuiyuan smiled shyly at Aunt Zhang and didn't answer.

The fun may not be the cards, but the feeling of a group of friends getting together to focus on doing one thing.

The latter is irreplaceable. As for the former, even if it is not this kind of Water Margin cards...

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the cigarette cabinet behind Aunt Zhang. Even if the Water Margin cards were replaced with cigarette boxes, the children would still have fun.

After leaving Aunt Zhang's store, I returned to my grandfather's house and found Cuicui coming.

She brought her homework and wanted to ask questions.

Cuicui's academic performance was very good, and Li Zhuiyuan knew that this was just an excuse for her to come and play with him.

After I taught her two questions, Cuicui began to do her homework on her own. Li Zhuiyuan sat on a bench, looking at the scenery in the distance, carefully experiencing, feeling, and trying to remember.

A while ago, when I was taking Professor Zhu's ideological and political class in college, in order to explain a theory, Professor Zhu cited the example of Jiangsu mobilizing the masses to carry water across the river for decades.

Li Zhuiyuan had personally experienced this example.

Later, he asked students from other provinces in the class, similar folk projects of this kind were carried out across the country.

One of the students from Inner Mongolia said that since he was a child, he would follow his parents to press grass and fix sand.

Students who have never lived in the desert or near the desert don't understand what it means to do this. The Inner Mongolian student tried hard to describe it, but he couldn't explain it clearly. In the end, it was Professor Zhu himself who explained this principle to everyone in detail.

The old professor has a wide range of knowledge, and he doesn't mind his ideological and political courses going off track.

This class benefited Li Zhuiyuan a lot, of course, the benefit was not in desert management.

His emotional state is similar to that of the desert, and the biggest problem or the most direct problem in desert management is not the lack of water, but the inability to store water or fix sand.

It's like every time I control the dead evil spirits, their extreme emotional consciousness enters my heart, I can only experience and feel it like watching fireworks, it's over... it's over.

Because, I can't keep it.

First, fix the sand so that it won't move and bury it on a large scale, then select specific grass and tree species to plant as the initial foundation, and then walk slowly step by step, to finally turn the desert into an oasis.

My hometown, this village, the rice fields and the people in the village are the hay I use to fix the sand.

A Li and Tai Ye are the first seeds I planted in this circle of sand, and then I planted Run Sheng, Bin Bin, Meng Meng and others one by one.

He didn't understand the principle of sand fixation at first, because he had never learned it, but in practice, he actually did it this way. Now that he knows the principle, he can do things more clearly.

With them around him, his barren desert will gradually become an oasis in the future.

Li Lan also has a desert, but her approach is as naive as that of an outsider. She hopes to plant a tree called "son" directly so that it can thrive in the desert and provide shade and shelter for her.

So, what a stupid mother.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hands, pressed his temples, and said to himself:

Can't think like this, can't think like this, thinking like this will easily make you sick.

Alas,

Li Lan is really a stumbling block on the road to recovery from her illness.

Cuicui did her homework for a while, then looked up at Li Zhuiyuan who was sitting next to her.

The boy was looking at the scenery, and at the same time, the boy was also the scenery in the eyes of others.

After Cuicui finished her homework, she talked to Li Zhuiyuan about school for a while. It can be heard that she was trying to make the things she found interesting as interesting as possible.

She also told Li Zhuiyuan that the owner who asked her grandmother to write the couplets came to thank her this morning by bike, and brought relatives from the village to order another batch.

Because the couplets that were taken here earlier, when they were burned together with the paper boxes and paper figures, the couplets caught fire and made a "crackling" sound, and then smoke rose!

All relatives and friends praised that his filial piety moved the deceased ancestors, and the ancestors would bless his family well.

After hearing this, Li Zhuiyuan was slightly stunned, and then relieved.

He had never thought that the couplets he wrote would have such an effect, but it was normal to have such an effect.

Cuicui went home.

For dinner, Li Zhuiyuan took Yin Meng to his grandparents' house.

The four uncles and aunts also came, and grandma Cui Guiying prepared two tables of dishes.

The two of them secretly made this reunion dinner while Li Sanjiang was not at home. If Li Sanjiang was there, he would definitely be scolded.

But sometimes being a parent is like this, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten, and both the giver and the receiver seem to think it is natural.

Li Weihan drank a little more wine, and said to Li Zhuiyuan with red eyes:

"Xiao Yuanhou, your grandfather and I, and your grandmother, didn't help you much, but when you grow up, you must respect your great grandfather, who is really good to you."

Li Weihan said that Li Sanjiang took the initiative to urge others to pay the final payment, and also urged the speed of paper-making at home. He had put down his front-line work a long time ago, and started to make paper-making again these days.

Because he had to give money to his great-grandson who was in college, he couldn't let his classmates look down on him because he had no money in his pocket.

In fact, he didn't need to earn this money, because Li Lan would send him living expenses every month.

However, Li Sanjiang didn't allow Li Weihan to give this money to Li Zhuiyuan, saying that the child didn't want it herself, so the child shouldn't use her money, so that the child wouldn't have the confidence to not give her a good face when he saw her in the future.

After dinner, Li Zhuiyuan refused Li Weihan's farewell, and his grandfather drank too much.

Yin Meng took a flashlight and went home with Li Zhuiyuan under the moonlight.

After arriving home, it took a long time before Grandpa and Zhuangzhuang came back.

Today's fasting ceremony was very lively. The factory owner was willing to spend money. Grandpa opened the altar and performed a fierce performance to help the boss's father pass away.

Lin Shuyou also participated enthusiastically and performed a Guanjiangshou performance.

However, knowing that he would have a bad temper after opening his face, he was not allowed to open his face, but a mask was found for him to wear.

The Guanjiangshou performance was unprecedented among the locals. It attracted everyone to watch. In addition, Lin Shuyou was very skilled. He not only had both spirit and form, but also performed many difficult movements.

With Grandpa's opening altar and spreading the law, it can be regarded as an exchange performance of folk customs in the two places.

The factory owner was very happy and stuffed an extra red envelope before leaving.

Grandpa and Lin Shuyou divided it. Lin Shuyou didn't want it at first, but Grandpa hit him several times with a chestnut, saying that it was not just for you, so you should take it.

Before going to bed, Li Zhuiyuan entered Grandpa's room and chatted with Grandpa for a while.

Li Sanjiang actually had nothing to talk about, but he was reluctant to part with this time together, so he simply told Li Zhuiyuan a story.

He talked about his experience as a corpse mover in Shanghai. As he was talking, he said that one night, he thought he had carried a dead person, but he was still alive and bleeding, as if he had been shot. It seemed that someone was chasing him from behind, so he carried the person for five or six miles in one breath...

Then, there was snoring.

The story of the old man made him fall asleep.

He must have drunk a lot of wine during the day.

Li Zhuiyuan first helped the old man empty the beverage can that he used as an ashtray and cleaned it, put it back on the bedside table, and covered the old man with a quilt.

Before leaving, he glanced at the tiles on the floor of the old man's room, and couldn't help but recall the old man drawing a fortune-changing formation for himself here.

The old man's fortune-changing formation was different every time.

Li Zhuiyuan bit his lip and smiled.

I tried to laugh, but failed.

The boy was not discouraged. He thought that maybe a simple smile would be enough at this moment.

It seemed that normal people would not suddenly recall something interesting and laugh.

When I left the grandfather's room and prepared to go back to the house, a gentle cold wind blew.

But this time, the cold wind was a little too weak.

Li Zhuiyuan looked down and saw the little yellow warbler standing outside the dam.

Originally, Li Zhuiyuan thought that the little yellow warbler did not want to sing tonight and just came to say good night to him.

But after a closer look, he found that the little yellow warbler's figure kept leaning forward and backward on the dam, leaning forward again, and then backward.

This means that she still wants to sing and perform tonight.

The reason why she did not come up and enter the house directly like last night was because there was a general lying on the first floor at this time.

When she came yesterday, she also chose the two time periods when Lin Shuyou was not there.

Li Zhuiyuan rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.

It took him a whole day to recover his mind.

Little Yellow Oriole seemed to have discovered Li Zhuiyuan. She raised her head and looked at the boy standing on the second floor. At the same time, her body accelerated forward and backward.

It seemed like she was urging him, and it seemed like she was begging him.

Li Zhuiyuan really couldn't refuse.

Last night was considered as compensation for the previous wages, so tonight should be considered as an advance payment for future wages.

I will return to school the day after tomorrow, so I will probably have to continue to set up the stage for Little Yellow Oriole to perform tomorrow night.

It's okay to have a headache. Having Little Yellow Oriole in this family is like the guardian fairy of the Northeast.

Moreover, it's not like I haven't asked for help from her before. Last time, I used her as a telephone pole to apologize to A Li.

When Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs, Uncle Shan had already returned home. There were three coffins in the corner of the first floor, one for Runsheng, Binbin and Lin Shuyou.

No wonder Yin Meng was in a hurry to make a new coffin today, but she didn't rush to paint it after it was done. It turned out that she saw Runsheng and Tan Wenbin both had coffins last night, and Lin Shuyou also wanted one.

This guy, when he didn't show his face, that kind of shyness was annoying, and normal people really couldn't stand it.

The three of them accompanied Li Sanjiang to go out for a day, and they were all tired. Now they were competing to see who snored louder, especially because they were all lying in the coffin, the snoring was amplified, as if three big speakers were playing a symphony.

When Li Zhuiyuan passed by the first floor, Runsheng and Tan Wenbin's snoring became quieter. The two should have become alert in their sleep, but they soon heard whose footsteps were coming, and the snoring regained its intensity.

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This is not a difficult task, because many students can quickly distinguish the sound of their father's wheels, engine, footsteps, and keychain.

However, Lin Shuyou's snoring has not changed much.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the bottom of the dam and stretched out his hand.

The little yellow warbler stopped swaying, stood there, and looked at the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan understood what she meant and turned around.

Soon, a pair of cold hands were placed on her shoulders.

Li Zhuiyuan took a step forward, and she followed.

It seemed to be back to the beginning, the difference was that there was no grandfather leading the way in front, and she no longer had to hold the incense burner in her hand.

Moreover, this cold feeling, she can now easily bear it.

The road on the dam is also easier to walk than last time. It is no longer bumpy and deep and shallow by the river. When Li Zhuiyuan walked in front, he could feel the little yellow warbler following and twisting.

She loves beauty, and she is really coquettish.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with showing off one's style and charm. It's just that although the current trend is gradually opening up, it has not yet reached that level. If Xiao Huangying was born ten or twenty years later, she might still belong to the conservative type.

When entering the first floor, Runsheng and Tan Wenbin were still snoring. Anyway, as long as it was Li Zhuiyuan's footsteps and there was no call for help or other noises, it would not trigger their sensitive nerves.

But one person sat up from the coffin in his sleep.

He opened his eyes, and his pupils were vertical.

It was the White Crane Boy!

It may be that although Lin Shuyou did not officially have a spirit today, he did a whole set of warm-up movements over and over again, so that when he was sleeping, he suddenly had a stimulation and succeeded in having a spirit inexplicably.

It is no wonder that Lin Shuyou was regarded as a genius of the official and general lineage in the old temple.

Behind him, Xiao Huangying grabbed Li Zhuiyuan's shoulder and began to exert force.

Her body was also trembling, showing the "flowery" of death.

The boy didn't dare to look at the one under the peach tree forest.

But the little yellow warbler was obviously not one of them. The boy thought he was fine again.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the boy and made a mouth shape:

"Sleep."

The boy wanted to stand up from the coffin.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes were fixed, with a clear warning.

Originally, the promotion and reform of the gang leader system was just a matter of convenience rather than the main goal, especially after he had helped Lin Shuyou double the number of times he helped him with the spirit writing and the boy showed a posture of submission, Li Zhuiyuan had no motivation to continue to target him.

But if you don't listen and have to go against me, then I will concentrate on studying it carefully.

The boy stood up halfway and sat back down, and then he lay down again.

He was really scared.

In the past, even if he met other river walkers or even faced the Dragon King, to be honest, as a Yin God, he had nothing to be afraid of. At most, the spirit writing boy would be killed and the temple would be destroyed, and their progress in obtaining merit would be affected.

But the man in front of him was really capable of turning their Yin Gods from gods worshipped high above into mules and horses in the hands of the medium.

This was really more difficult to accept than killing them.

The little yellow warbler seemed happy. Not only did she stop trembling, but she also twisted a little.

Maybe it was really because the man under the peach tree forest helped her share the pain. Her temperament was really like when she was alive.

Li Zhuiyuan took two bottles of drinks in the living room, then took her up the stairs, passed by the door of the grandfather's room, and led her into his room.

When she walked to the bed, the little yellow warbler let go of the boy's hand and lay on the bed herself.

She lay very neatly, with her hands folded on her chest, her face was pale as if she had applied thick powder, and her lips were red and piercing.

If she changed this overly flashy black tight cheongsam into a more solemn dress, then her bed would be a standard corpse position.

Li Zhuiyuan stood by the bed, watching the water droplets dripping from the corner of the bed.

He pointed to the board above the bed, which was the top of the bed, and signaled her to go up.

If you make the bed wet like this, I really can't sleep.

Little Yellow Oriole closed her eyes, unmoved.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded, and simply pulled out the chair behind the desk, placed it next to the bed, sat on the chair, leaned back, and then.

"Snap!"

He snapped his fingers.

Based on the principle of helping others to the end, this is a new dream.

The wide stage, the huge banner, and the audience below, like an auditorium, were well-dressed.

In the back, there were also dancers, and the expensive sound equipment started.

Li Zhuiyuan moved the venue where his parents took him to watch the company's party when he was a child to here.

There was no way, he had a good memory, so he could restore all the furnishings and layout.

In addition, he had already mastered the exercises in Wei Zhengdao's black book.

So now, it was equivalent to Li Zhuiyuan changing Little Yellow Oriole's memory.

But this time, it was not to control her.

Because he didn't need to control her to do anything he wanted her to do, and she was not on guard against him.

If Wei Zhengdao knew that he used his unique skills like this, even if he was really dead, he might be so angry that he would kick open the coffin and pretend to be dead to fight with him.

However,

with his personality, it's hard to say.

It's also possible that after pretending to be dead, he would take the initiative to come over and listen to the concert with him, and he might even take the initiative to go on stage to sing with Xiao Huangying.

At this time, Xiao Huangying stood on the stage, facing the microphone stand.

In the dream, she completely recovered her appearance when she was alive.

She began to cry and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands.

She didn't wipe her tears this way before, she just wiped them directly with the back of her hand or fingers, but now this is a big stage after all, she began to become reserved.

She began to sing, and her body swayed with the rhythm.

The dance movements were not so large, she began to hold back, and her singing began to pay attention to the tone. Sometimes when she knew that she was about to break her voice, she knew to pass the microphone to the audience below.

She was a little uncomfortable with this stage, but she enjoyed it very much.

Li Zhuiyuan sat below, with his head down.

He suddenly realized that he had overlooked one thing, that is, he had reproduced the scene in his memory too carefully.

So at this moment, the person sitting on his right was Li Lan.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to see her, waved his hand, and the seat next to him was empty.

As for the left side,

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and saw a gentle and handsome man sitting there, applauding the performance on the stage.

This is his father.

He was always so warm and kind, without any of the problems of a child from a big courtyard, and he was gentle and gentle in dealing with people.

It was precisely because of these qualities that Li Lan chose him.

Of course, it must be Li Lan that he was madly pursuing.

But Li Zhuiyuan knew very well that Li Lan had already decided on him before he pursued her.

He knew himself too well, and he knew Li Lan too well. It was really easy for him and his son to be liked by an outsider.

In interpersonal communication, most of the time, the mother and son were actually equivalent to taking an open-book exam, and the kind of answer was the same.

Li Zhuiyuan took a closer look at his father. He was still very young, and Li Lan's condition had not completely deteriorated. At least he could still hold on to the skin on his face.

According to the timeline of watching this performance, in another year and a half, Li Lan would not be able to pretend anymore.

Then this man was tortured beyond recognition, with a scraggly beard, red eyes, and a muddled mind. This was his normal state for a long time afterwards.

He loved Li Lan too much, and Li Lan knew how to hurt him too much.

The top level of cold violence in ordinary families is so low-level that it is not worthy of being on the stage in his own family.

Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan has no resentment at all for his father joining the geological survey team after the divorce and not contacting him until now.

Fortunately, his father has inherited some of Grandpa Bei's perseverance in his bones. If it were a normal man, he would not be able to bear this kind of mental torture and blow at all.

At this time, the song of the little yellow warbler ended.

The man stood up and cheered and applauded, leading a group of people nearby to stand up and show enthusiasm and greetings to the performing artists on the stage.

He really looked like a little sun, with soft white light blooming on his body.

Just like the day in his memory, he lowered his head and looked at himself.

"Xiaoyuan, does it sound good?"

"Yeah, it sounds good."

In his memory, next, he would imitate his father, stand up, cheer and applaud.

And Li Lan, who was sitting by the side, stared at him with a puzzled and obscure look.

It's good now, there is one less disappointed look.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and followed the man to applaud the little yellow warbler on the stage.

The little yellow warbler bowed to express her gratitude, and the applause continued. She bowed several times in all directions below.

"Next, I will bring you a song... "Unforgettable Tonight."

Everyone continued to applaud enthusiastically, and Li Zhuiyuan applauded even more enthusiastically this time.

Since it was "Unforgettable Tonight", the little yellow warbler planned to end it early this time.

Then I could have a good sleep.

When the accompaniment sounded, the venue fell into silence, and Li Zhuiyuan sat back.

"Unforgettable Tonight, unforgettable tonight, no matter where we are, we are all in the same embrace..."

Facts have proved that Li Zhuiyuan thought too much.

The little yellow warbler sang this song not to indicate that the party was over, but because she might be best at these songs.

After "Unforgettable Tonight", the little yellow warbler continued to perform, in addition to singing, there was also her solo dance.

One show after another, tirelessly, with no end in sight, as if to make up for all the regrets of his life on this stage tonight.

Li Zhuiyuan sat below, holding his forehead with his hand, lowering his head:

"Oh, headache..."

...

In the morning, everyone was eating breakfast on the dam.

Everyone else was there, only Li Zhuiyuan didn't come down.

Li Sanjiang blamed himself: "Oh, I shouldn't have talked to Xiao Yuanhou for so long last night, I don't even know when I fell asleep."

Tan Wenbin laughed: "It should be that the bed at home is too comfortable and fragrant, so Xiao Yuan stays in bed."

Hearing this, Li Sanjiang also laughed: "That's right, it must be the most comfortable to sleep at home."

After Tan Wenbin coaxed Uncle Li, he quickly finished the porridge in the bowl, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked upstairs.

Brother Xiao Yuan will stay in bed?

He knew how strong Xiaoyuan's schedule was. Even if he went to bed at five in the morning, Xiaoyuan would get up at half past five when the sky was slightly white.

He got up late for two consecutive days and didn't have breakfast with everyone. Tan Wenbin was really worried that something had happened to Xiaoyuan.

As soon as he walked to the door of Xiaoyuan's room, he saw Xiaoyuan push the door open and walk out.

"Xiaoyuan, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Li Zhuiyuan felt his head buzzing and numb.

He had never been so exhausted when fighting evil spirits recently.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, do you want to rest for a while?"

"No need."

"Then Uncle Li will take us to catch crabs later. Brother Xiaoyuan, do you want to go?"

"Yes."

Although he didn't want to move now, considering that he would go back to school tomorrow, he was unwilling to give up this time with his grandfather.

Washed up, went downstairs, and had breakfast.

Li Zhuiyuan deliberately asked Tan Wenbin to bring him a few more bottles of drinks on the way.

This crab is not a hairy crab, but it is not small.

And the way to catch it is also very simple. Just follow the ditch and look at the crab holes everywhere, and you can dig.

This crab is not purely wild, and it also has an owner, but Li Sanjiang has made a request in advance.

It is not uncommon for relatives and friends in the village to send each other a bucket of crabs when the season comes. Even if you want to sell it, it is not so convenient.

Li Sanjiang demonstrated first, and then the young men took action.

Li Zhuiyuan stood beside Li Sanjiang and watched, occasionally clapping.

Runsheng was the most efficient in catching crabs. It seems that when he followed the mountain uncle to eat, he had caught a lot of crabs flying in the sky and swimming in the water.

Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin were also good at catching crabs, and they each had a lot in their buckets.

The least efficient one was Lin Shuyou. His agility was not effective at this time. Instead, he was pinched by crabs several times. His eyes were bulging in pain and he almost had a spirit.

Li Sanjiang couldn't bear to watch from the side: "Why don't you just forget it and focus on eating it after it's steamed. You're so painful that you're cross-eyed again."

After catching crabs, Li Sanjiang took everyone to catch fish in the fish pond of the villagers' house.

The host family watched with a smile. When Li Sanjiang talked about money, the other party waved his hand and said no, saying that Uncle Sanjiang was slapping himself in the face!

Li Sanjiang was just being polite, but he didn't really pay.

People living in the same village have their own standards, and it is not necessary to pay cash for personal relationships.

Because it was not time to release the water to catch fish, the owner wanted to put on rain pants and go down to help catch fish, but Li Sanjiang refused.

He patted Runsheng: "Runsheng, come on!"

Runsheng took off his clothes and shoes, jumped into the fish pond, and soon floated to the surface again, holding a big and fat fish in each hand.

"Uncle Li, is it enough?"

"Enough, enough, you are here to drink fish soup, who told you to catch so fast."

The children were all back, and he wanted to take them to do some entertainment activities, but Runsheng caught crabs and fish quickly. Does he have to go home so early?

However, when Runsheng was getting dressed, Li Sanjiang came up to him curiously and looked carefully at the circles on Runsheng's body.

"Runsheng, are you doing cupping?"

"Yeah, to get rid of the dampness."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? It's only been a few days since the cupping. It's not good to go into cold water. It's easy to get cold air."

"It's okay, Uncle Li."

Runsheng had sixteen coffin nails nailed to his body. After the nails were removed, the wounds had actually recovered, but the round marks could not be removed for the time being.

With these valves, Runsheng could go fishing in the fish pond, and even if he was asked to build a house in the river, he could do it.

Next, Li Sanjiang took everyone to another family's house to catch chickens.

Li Sanjiang's family didn't raise poultry. He thought it was smelly, and there was no one to take care of it. Anyway, there was a profitable business. When he wanted to eat, he just went to buy it. These things in the village were not expensive.

Runsheng took the initiative to step forward again, but Li Sanjiang pushed him back and forbade the big mule to continue.

Li Sanjiang: "Cock-Eyes, go catch chickens."

Lin Shuyou was still watching, who was called "Cock-Eyes" after all.

When he found that everyone was looking at him, he realized that it was me who had the cross-eyes.

These chickens were semi-free-range in a large fence. They ran fast and would peck at people. It was not easy for ordinary people to catch them.

However, Lin Shuyou lived up to his skills this time. Before the owner opened the fence to give him the net bag, he jumped into it and rushed forward, grabbing the necks of the chickens that were running away with both hands.

Soon, he came back with two chickens.

Li Sanjiang looked at the sun, then at the two chickens, and could only nod helplessly.

He had no activities. There were so many people in his family. He couldn't go to someone else's house now and buy a pig in advance to kill the New Year pig, right?

Moreover, he vaguely found that these children seemed to have grown up and changed a lot after returning from Jinling.

If they really let them kill the pig, it didn't seem to take much trouble.

After returning with the harvest, everyone participated in the food processing link and helped to light the fire and cook, except Yin Meng.

Even Li Zhuiyuan picked up a brush and sat by the well to brush the crabs.

The dishes were served one after another, and everyone began to feast.

Everyone was full in the end, and even Runsheng patted his belly to indicate that he couldn't eat anymore.

In the afternoon, everyone sat around on the dam to digest the food and chat.

Because Li Sanjiang was familiar with the others, he specifically asked Lin Shuyou questions, and Lin Shuyou began to introduce his hometown story.

The warm sun and the gentle breeze, coupled with the lazy people and a young man who kept talking, this scene was really pleasant.

A passing villager brought news that a curtain was set up on the open space in the town and a movie would be shown in the evening.

Everyone ate too much at noon. I didn't have any appetite for dinner. I didn't eat the bench early and ran to occupy the position.

Li Sanjiang talked with the villagers around him, and his mouth closed his mouth: "Isn't this my family returning?"

A lot of small vendors in the back, Yin Meng chose some head ropes, Lin Shuyou bought a bubble pot, blowing bubbles at the back of Tan Wenbin's back, and wet Tan Wenbin's back of the head.

In the name of Li Zhanyuan, in the name of going to the toilet, he went to the hawker to buy two bubble pots and carefully selected a few small accessories.

A Li is not lacking, and Grandma Liu is angry and smashed the habit of the first -class official kiln. It is meaningless to send any more valuable things.

So at this time, the gift was not precious, but memories.

When Li Zhanyuan remembered that he had been watching a movie with A Li before, A Li sat next to her and liked to play this bubble.

After watching the movie, everyone walked home along the road and walked rare. No one spoke. Li Sanjiang, who was in the front, was suddenly destroyed.

There was no place to eat supper in the village. After arriving home, Li Sanjiang took out the gifts bought by Lin Shuyou and gave everyone to eat and put on hunger.

In the evening, Li Qianyuan wanted to talk to Li Sanjiang to chat and listen to the story, but was rejected by Li Sanjiang: "Xiao Yuanhou, go to bed early, and get up early to school early."

Wait late at night, Li Zhanyuan heard the wind again.

He walked out of the room door and came to the terrace. Outside the dam below, the little yellow warbler appeared there again.

Under the night, her long wet drooping, a black cheongsam made the red high heels on her feet look strange.

However, when Li Zhanyuan intends to pick up her, she just looked up at Li Zhanyuan.

Then, his arms hanging lightly on both sides, turning around, and hidden into the darkness.

In the past two nights, in her memories, she has been happy.

So tonight, she deliberately came to say goodbye to Li Zhanyuan.

Tomorrow, as soon as Li Zhanyuan leaves, Xiao Yingying will deal with the family's affairs, return to Li Sanjiang's house, and continue to work.

Li Zhanyuan looked up at the incomplete moon in the sky and returned to the house to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone had breakfast and said goodbye.

Li Weihan stuffed peanuts, crisp bices, sausages and other things to the car.

Cui Guiying put the various pickles and salted sauce in the family with a net pocket and delivered it.

Li Sanjiang sent a red envelope for everyone. The thickest of Lin Shuyou was the double of others because he came to the house for the first time.

Xu was already paved yesterday, or in the eyes of the old people, it was the child's school and school. There was a parting mood, but it was far from being so exaggerated.

The three elderly people stood by the village road and waved to them. After the small pickup opened the far away, they put their hands down, but the people did not go until the small pickup completely disappeared into the sight. The

"The fine sparrow at home, fly away again."

Nympho

Compared with the free and easy view of the old people, the atmosphere of the crowd in the pickup truck seemed a little serious and dull.

I'm going to leave the Peach Forest Reserve.

If you want to laugh and sleep unscrupulously, it has become a luxury.

Although the previous life is not so nervous and depressed, everyone lives as usual most of the time, but even if it is only a little bit of the last peace, there is only a dangerous factors. In terms of mentality, it is also very different. Essence

Li Zhanyuan, who was sitting in the co -pilot, turned his head and opened the rear window, looking at Runsheng who was sitting in the back.

"The calculation time, the calculation stage, it should also be the next wave, the easy and secure time has passed, everyone remember to switch the body and psychological state.

Get up and improve alertness.

You can lose enough strength, you can lose the plan, but you must not die.

Everyone,

We can face all the results, except for regret. "

Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, Yin Meng: "Understand!"

Lin Shuyou: "I know!"

Tan Wenbin, who was driving, glanced at the rear mirror, a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

In the past, Xiao Yuan's brother would not say these words solemnly. He would warn you in simple language or even just a look.

Just now, it is obviously not Xiao Yuan's style. Xiao Yuan brother shows the patience beyond the past.

It seems that for Xiao Yuan, when you go home, like A Li, you can have an effect to increase humanity.

In this case, as a boat, you have to do it, and naturally you have to do it more enthusiastic!

Come on, passionate burn.

Tan Wenbin reached out and pushed the tape and pressed the playback key. Fei Xiang's voice came from it:

"You are like a fire in that winter, and the flames of the bear warmed my heart. Every time you approach me quietly ..."

Li Zhanyuan: "So, next ..."

I am!

Tan Wenbin was so scared that he quickly closed the volume.

Then he turned his head and blew out of the window, as if the music that had just interrupted the Dragon King's speech was not himself.

"So, do not deliberately avoid daily exchanges, and make a choice based on your own intentions:

Do you care if you care about this kind of person?

Learn to take a step to see three steps to see yourself as a dot. Everything with you and things with you must be drawn into a line.

Before the waves come, any drop of river water splashed out.

I am not good enough in this area, so thank you for your hard work. ”

Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, Yin Meng: “I know!”

Lin Shuyou: “I understand!”

Lin Shuyou: “…”

After Li Zhuiyuan finished speaking, he took the initiative to turn on the volume and turned it up to the highest setting:

“You are like a fire, the blazing flame warms me! ”

……

After returning to school, life returned to its original track.

Runsheng was selling goods in the store. When he met his fellow student Huahou, he would also speak a few words of Nantong dialect to him.

Yin Meng would still go shopping with Zheng Jiayi. The two had similar styles and habits and liked to just shop without buying.

However, the two would occasionally go to the antique street to take a look. Yin Meng needed to understand and familiarize herself with the market.

Her ancestors were rich, but that was two thousand years ago. If her grandfather had not had Xiaoyuan, she would not have been able to send him to the ancestral grave.

So her understanding of antiques and antiques was not much different from that of ordinary people. Seeing more and learning more would also make it easier for her to pick up antiques the next time she went out, sell them and save some money to buy A bus?

This way, when going back, Xiaoyuan can take Ah Li with him and sit in the last row without being affected.

Yin Meng thinks that this plan is very good. As a member of the team, sometimes it is not to flatter, but to show one's ambition.

Tan Wenbin runs to classes, home, and audits in turn. Fortunately, the pickup truck does not need to be restocked every day, so he can drive the small pickup truck out. Otherwise, the taxi fare alone would be painful.

Lin Shuyou's activity trajectory almost overlaps with Tan Wenbin's. The only area that does not overlap is the time when Tan Wenbin and Zhou Yunyun are alone. He will disappear very obediently.

Li Zhuiyuan continues his "school-wide elective" class model , continue to look for excellent teachers.

Sometimes, when Tan Wenbin has no classes, he will follow Xiaoyuan's schedule to take the classes of those teachers. Don't say that for teachers who can be certified by Xiaoyuan, no matter whether you can understand the things he teaches from other departments, you really think that this teacher is very good.

Tan Wenbin thinks that if the school evaluates excellent teachers at the end of the year, the principal should really look at Xiaoyuan's schedule. There is absolutely no personal relationship.

This morning, for the third and fourth classes, Li Zhuiyuan chose Professor Zhu's class on ideological and political education.

There is a very obvious phenomenon in the classroom, that is, Professor Zhu really uses his solid theory and the ability to guide the connection between theory and practice in each class to gradually make the teaching atmosphere of this class better. The pace has changed.

Many students really listened and began to think.

In the classroom, there are fewer sarcastic voices, and occasionally there are "awakeners" and "independent thinkers" who say something shocking...

What they get is no longer everyone's following the trend, but dissatisfaction with their disrespect for teachers and destruction of everyone's learning atmosphere.

In the tide of the sluggish times, there are always some people who silently act as a light, insisting on illuminating and influencing the people around them. Only time can prove whether they are right.

At the end of this class, everyone was still unsatisfied, and some students hoped that Professor Zhu would continue to talk.

Professor Zhu: "Next time, the students are going to have lunch, and they have to go to the cafeteria quickly."

The students laughed and packed up their things and left the classroom.

Li Zhuiyuan was the last one to leave as usual, and Professor Zhu also walked towards him at this time:

"Xiaoyuan, do you have anything to do at noon? Although it is abrupt to invite you at the last minute, my wife wants to meet you. She is very interested in you, a young man who likes to read ancient books."

"Thank you for your invitation, it's my honor. ”

At first, Li Zhuiyuan didn’t think it was anything worth recording, but he didn’t make a big fuss about it. But when Professor Zhu said the next sentence:

“Alas, I should have invited you to my home a long time ago, but my wife just had a strange disease a while ago, and now she doesn’t seem to be getting better. I wanted to wait until she got better before inviting you, but now, I’m afraid she can’t wait, alas. ”

The wave,

is coming!