Corpse Retriever

These days, Li Zhuiyuan's main activity is reading.

He ignored the hints and instructions from Grandma Liu. He did not bother A-li, and did not think of approaching her to seek contact and explanation.

Because he knew that pestering her blindly was just a meaningless self-touching.

A-li went back to the house, and she closed herself up again.

But Li Zhuiyuan knew how to call her out again.

The last time the girl came out was because the old lady with a cat face entered the house, so all he needed to do was to reproduce the scene.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know whether the old lady with a cat face had disappeared, but even if the three people in the Niu family were not dead, they should be dying of their children's filial piety.

The evil spirit on the black cat was probably dispersed, and the medicinal properties might not be enough.

Besides, even if he found it, it probably wouldn't dare to come, for fear of encountering zombies again after entering the house.

But this dead bird is not a cabbage on the roadside. It seems that you can always encounter it accidentally, but it is quite difficult to find it seriously.

After thinking about it, there is only one little yellow warbler left.

First of all, she lives nearby.

I can lead it home by carrying the bell and the incense burner. I can't catch one alive outside and let Runsheng bring it back on a tricycle.

Secondly, there is a history of cooperation.

Finally, and most importantly, Li Zhuiyuan clearly remembers that when the little yellow warbler brought the bearded father and son into the pond, she did not have black air rising from her body like the cat-faced old lady and the Zhou surnamed Tai Sui dead bird.

Although I don't know why, this also means that the little yellow warbler is very likely still there and she has not dissipated.

At present, the scene is reproduced successfully.

The arrival of the little yellow warbler successfully attracted A Li's attention. A Li came out and came to the dream, and Li Zhuiyuan finally "saw" her again.

However, after apologizing, the boy was speechless.

He didn't want to explain the impact of Li Lan's phone call on him, nor did he want to explain his own illness, let alone say that he also needed comfort and support, and that we could help each other.

If these words were useful to A-li, then Liu Yumei, A-li's grandmother, would have probably said them countless times.

The only effect of a cumbersome explanation is to be a burden.

He only needed to express an attitude that his balcony was open again, and he hoped that you could come out and take a look again.

I have what you need, and I also need you to have me in your eyes again.

Mutual need is the most stable bond in interpersonal relationships.

The boy and the girl just stood there in silence.

Behind the two of them, the little yellow warbler still kept her arms half-raised. She was brought here today mainly to serve as a telephone line.

In addition, because of her presence, the nearby wind blew and the low howling sounded, making the environment and atmosphere not so monotonous.

After a long time, A-li turned around and walked into the room.

Li Zhuiyuan did not call her to stop, nor did he chase her for a clear result. He just raised his head, looked at the night sky with some disdain, and looked forward to dawn.

But before dawn, he had to send the people he invited back.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the little yellow warbler again, bent down, picked up the incense burner and bell, then turned around and walked slowly backwards until the cold and wet hands were in harmony with his shoulders again.

He closed his eyes and tried to imagine that he was now under the water, and his body was constantly floating up, up, up, and up...

As his head broke the surface of the water, Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes again.

He looked back and saw Runsheng standing by the dam, holding a seven-star hook in his left hand and a Yellow River shovel in his right hand to keep alert.

Back to reality, the walk is over.

Li Sanjiang, who was sleeping soundly in the house after drinking too much today, would never have thought that he had worked hard to arrange the transfer ceremony many times just to cut off the dark side of Xiaoyuan Hou so that he could live a normal life.

As a result, the boy gradually figured out the rules of walking in the dark through repeated practice.

"Ding-ling-ling... Ding-ling-ling..."

The bell rang, Li Zhuiyuan turned around, and the cheongsam figure behind him also turned around with his shoulder.

Runsheng rubbed the back of his head with the back of the Yellow River shovel.

He didn't understand why Xiaoyuan took the dead fish out of the water and brought it back in the middle of the night. Fortunately, he didn't think deeply about things he didn't understand, because Xiaoyuan would tell him what to do anyway.

There was no one in the middle of the night, and Li Zhuiyuan brought the little yellow warbler back to the pond of the big bearded man's house smoothly.

"Huh?"

When Li Zhuiyuan led the little yellow warbler out of the pond before, he had his back to the fish pond. Now that he came back, the little yellow warbler was still behind him and didn't go down.

Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan was able to re-examine the original appearance of the fish pond that had temporarily lost the influence of the little yellow warbler.

It's not like he hadn't been here before, but he hadn't read "Liu's Qi-Watching Secrets" at that time. At that time, he was like an illiterate child visiting ancient monuments and couldn't understand what was written on the monument.

Now, he noticed something was wrong.

The little yellow warbler was clearly not in it, but the feng shui atmosphere in the fish pond was more gloomy than when he came.

If it became clearer, it would be understandable. On the contrary, it meant that there was something more special in the depths of the fish pond, and the little yellow warbler was on it, which actually covered it up.

Could this be the reason why the little yellow warbler showed no signs of disappearing after completing its revenge?

"Ding-ling-ling... Ding-ling-ling..."

Li Zhanyuan didn't rush to put the candle to send the yellow warbler down, but took the little yellow warbler along the side of the fish pond slowly. He wanted to try to see if he could see the real mystery in the fish pond.

However, when I walked, Li Zunyuan failed to get more gains. Instead, the little yellow warbler behind him gradually showed signs of unstable.

Li Zhanyuan knew that it was because she asked her for too long.

The hands that originally supported his shoulders had been grasped, and his strength was getting bigger and bigger.

For a while, Li Zhanyuan was also upset, and it was difficult to maintain even a state of breath, and it became stumbling. Character.

However, at this moment, Li Zhanyuan suddenly flashed in his mind.

He raised his hand and tried to re -observe the feng shui weather of the fish pond according to the feeling of reading the ghost painting talisman font.

With this twisting and folding, there were no regular fluctuations, and several details that had not been seen were presented.

[Taiyin fishing, lonely ponds, the moon, burial the noble daughter, and attract Fuze. .

This is the place where the good water burial. If the family is buried here, it can be sheltered to nourish the blessings of the offspring.

The reason why the ancients did not like water burial were hydrological changes. At that time, it was not only convenient to mourn for descendants of offspring.

However, the custom of water burial is also ancient. One is that the acupuncture points are valuable, and the other is that it is not easy to be robbed of the grave. The third is that some people have special identities.

Right now, although the pond is also damaged, the basic feng shui pattern has been retained.

The reason why Li Zhanyuan had not been able to see before is because it was damaged, which is equivalent to a wrong question. You take the right lecture to set it.

But in this world's feng shui pattern, unless it is just built, where can I find the perfection of absolute loss?

Therefore, this scribbled murder is the correct idea of ​​solving practical problems.

In this way, his previous conjecture was wrong. This person was not nervous and urgent when he copied the book, but he wrote the characters very ugly, but instead of adding the author to understand his practice through the font form.

This is ... an unimaginable high -end handwriting.

Obviously it is a person who has copied it, but it is more profound than the Lord's Lord.

Why is it still confirmed?

Because if the Liu family has also mastered this cognitive method to improve practice, it is impossible to deliberately continue to write the characters to add difficulty to the future generations.

On that day, Liu Yumei swept the book that deliberately torn the cover in her hand. She only saw the messy handwriting, and she did not recognize this as her "Liu's Qi Jue".

Li Zhanyuan was curious, who is this book copying?

But at least one thing can be determined at least, the main point that the water monkey is looking for should be here.

It was just that the gang of water monkeys learned the art and was confused by the bait points in the family of the Four Sea Family Fish Pond.

Now the police have been controlled at the hospital ward, waiting for their associates to come over to explore the disease, and good on the net.

No, what's going on?

Li Zhanyuan thought that the sticky things dripping on his body came from the little yellow warbler behind him, but the question was how could the little yellow warbler flow on the body warm and warm?

Looking down, touching his chest, touching his chin again, and finally touching his nose ...

Well, don't continue to touch it, he has perceived his nosebleeds.

What's going on?

Is the physical overdraft that has been accelerated to study "Liu's Wanting Qi Jue" in the past few days has not recovered, or is it a huge burden on yourself with a new method of understanding?

But no matter what, not to stop bleeding, it really has to be a problem.

The most important thing is that it seems that the little yellow warbler, which is no longer calm, becomes more restless because his blood flows out!

She is no longer satisfied with just holding her shoulders. Her head has put on her face. Although she did not breathe, she seemed to be a beast and sniffed the prey deeply.

Li Zhanyuan didn't dare to delay it again. Besides, the purpose of the present is also completed. He immediately turned his head to look at the standing in the distance, and reached out to the position of the candle.

Originally, Runsheng was followed by behind, not too close to, so I was unclear Li Zhanyuan's situation. At this moment, Xiao Yuan turned and faced him towards him. In the moonlight, Runsheng saw that Xiao Yuan's face was full of clothes. Combined with the continuous shaking figure of the little yellow warbler, he directly looked at it as a little yellow warbler around his neck around his neck!

Immediately, Runsheng fucking the Yellow River shovel and preparing to rescue Xiao Yuan, but he heard Xiao Yuan shouting a sentence:

"Those two places, set candles, lit!"

Runsheng's head and body inertia had a conflict. He held the Yellow River shovel and he came with a single leg to support rotation.

If it wasn't for the timely inserting the ground to stabilize the body in time, maybe it would fall directly and rolled down the fish pond.

After climbing up immediately, Runsheng quickly set the candle position, and then took out the match to lit the candle.

Li Zhanyuan shook the bell and led the yellow warbler here just right.

He turned his back to the pond and broke out the incense burner in his hand.

But the little yellow warbler did not let go and still grabbed his arm.

She doesn't want to leave.

The situation at this time is an interpretation of what it means to invite a god but not to send him away.

Runsheng has already picked up the soul-returning basket. He is ready to cover the dead and then throw him into the water.

Li Zhuiyuan rubbed the bell against his face, which was covered with blood. Then he threw it back. The crisp sound of the bell rang in the air and finally fell into the fish pond.

The little yellow warbler let go of her hand, turned around, and walked towards the fish pond.

The water gradually covered her body, and her hand grabbed the bell floating on the water.

Li Zhuiyuan immediately took out two pieces of yellow paper, ignited them with candles, opened his arms, and then grabbed the burning yellow paper and slapped it hard!

"Pop!"

The yellow paper sparked, but it was extinguished directly.

The flames of the two candles on the ground turned green.

Li Zhuiyuan stepped on them and completely extinguished the two candles.

After doing all this, he looked at the little yellow warbler in the fish pond. The little yellow warbler had turned around at this time. The water level was above her chest, but her neck and head were left, staring at him.

"The door of life is closed, the three sacrifices will be sent off, please go back!"

Finally, the little yellow warbler slowly sank into the water, and when her black hair was scattered and completely sank, she could no longer be seen.

Li Zhuiyuan "plopped" and sat on the ground, looking up, but the nosebleed continued to flow.

"Brother Runsheng, help me roll two paper balls."

"Oh, okay!"

Runsheng immediately picked up the yellow paper and rolled two balls, but the first roll was a little too big to be stuffed into the nostrils, so he had to roll it again.

After stuffing it in, the nosebleed did not stop. After seeping into the paper ball, it continued to flow out. After changing two new paper balls, the nosebleed was finally stopped.

Li Zhuiyuan breathed heavily, and he felt obvious chest tightness and weakness, which was a symptom of excessive blood loss.

Runsheng was taking care of the fish carefully. He didn't care that there were dead fish in the pond. He ran there to get a lot of water and helped Xiaoyuan cool his forehead and wipe the blood off his cheeks.

"Hu... Hu... Hu..."

After resting for a while, Li Zhuiyuan finally recovered.

Runsheng breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said in fear: "Xiaoyuan, she is so fierce."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "She is fine, it's my problem."

The little yellow warbler was restrained enough. This time it was really my problem. Who would have thought that looking at feng shui could overdraw the body.

No matter how docile the lion is, if you tease it with a bloody head, it will be your fault if it really eats you.

But this is also the price of exploration that must be paid when combining theory with practice. It can only be said that it is fortunate that it is a little yellow warbler. If it is another dead fish, even if Runsheng can save himself, he will inevitably have a big fight with the dead fish.

"Xiaoyuan, what are you doing tonight?"

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the fish pond in front: "Brother Runsheng, there is a tomb below."

Runsheng was immediately excited when he heard this, and immediately grabbed the Yellow River shovel again.

"Xiaoyuan, I'll go dig it!"

"Brother Runsheng, what movies have you watched recently?"

"Indiana Jones, there are three parts, all broadcast by the county TV station."

"Brother Runsheng, tomb robbing is illegal."

"Uh..."

"Also, I suggest you watch the "News Broadcast" after dinner in the future."

"Okay, I will, then what about this place?"

"The water monkey didn't find this place, so let's leave it alone, anyway it's buried below."

Because of Li Lan's work, Li Zhuiyuan also has a certain understanding of archaeology.

Nowadays, either a major project is underway, or a tomb is stolen or naturally damaged and needs to be excavated for protective research, otherwise it will not take the initiative to excavate the tomb.

Due to the special nature of water burial, the tomb chamber is much deeper than the ground burial, and it is more difficult to excavate. Since the little yellow warbler is still here and has not dissipated, it proves that the main cave here is well preserved. In this case, let it continue to be preserved.

"Brother Runsheng, keep the matter tonight secret."

"Understood."

Li Zhuiyuan slowly stood up and took a deep look at the fish pond in front of him. This is indeed a good place to raise corpses.

If the group of water monkeys had not been completely caught and still refused to give up on the main cave here, he really expected the water monkeys to find this place, because what was waiting for them here was not a simple ground Yinhongsha.

After returning home, Li Zhuiyuan took another bath, and then he found that he could not wash this piece of clothing clean. After all, it was a bloody shirt, and throwing it randomly might scare people.

He could only fold it up and burn it in the stove tomorrow.

After taking care of himself, Li Zhuiyuan lay on the bed and took a nap before dawn.

But the body must have been overdrawn, and a lot of blood was lost, so he squinted until noon.

When he woke up, he felt the strong sunlight from noon without opening his eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes and looked at the carvings above the bed, and even carefully distinguished the various patterns on it.

In the end, there was no way to avoid it, so he had to choose to face reality.

He turned his head and looked at the door.

The girl was sitting on the chair.

She was wearing a light green skirt today, which brought a sense of dignity and rebirth.

It feels so good to see her every day when I open my eyes.

There is no need to say too much or make extra expressions. Just one look can make you feel happy physically and mentally.

Li Zhuiyuan got off the bed, walked to the snack cabinet, took out three bottles of Jianlibao, and handed two bottles to the girl as usual, and helped her open one of them.

In fact, the boy didn't like to drink sweet soda in the morning, but the girl liked to clink glasses with him.

After taking a sip, the girl put down the Jianlibao, reached out and held Li Zhuiyuan's right hand, and opened it again.

The wound had scabbed over. Li Zhuiyuan was too lazy to bandage it after taking a shower last night. At this time, the burn marks on the palm of his hand had dimmed, but the blood marks from the five nails around were still clear.

The girl ignored the wound she caused and rubbed the burn marks on the palm of her hand with her index finger.

"Don't worry, I won't have a next time."

After that phone call, in his heart, he no longer called her mother.

He didn't want to think about whether that night was Li Lan's last hysteria or the last twisted warmth when the disease attacked. He was tired.

She said that he was not the son she wanted, but she was not the mother she wanted.

Indeed, two mentally ill people wanted to ask for true love and dependence from each other. In the end, wouldn't they torture each other?

The boy had decided to take off the mask when facing Li Lan.

When you actually have nothing, you will subconsciously cherish everything you can grab in your hands. Now, he is willing to throw it away.

The girl looked at the boy and spread out her right hand.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

On the palm, there are five clear marks of nail piercing, and the wound has scabbed.

This means that after pinching herself that night, she also pinched herself.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his eyes, grabbed the girl's hand, and said in a deep voice: "You won't have a next time."

The girl nodded.

Li Zhuiyuan stroked the wound on the girl's palm with his fingers. He knew that it was inappropriate to describe the two of them, whether it was "childhood sweethearts", "childhood sweethearts", "playmates", "partners" or the so-called affection and goodwill involving adults.

Because he and she are both gamblers.

Because they have experienced the feeling of winning, they will be unwilling to choose to sit back at the gambling table after losing.

In essence, they still can't afford to lose.

They both wanted to be normal people, and they were unwilling to be normal, so he went to find her, and that's why she came back.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that Li Lan should hate his way of thinking, but it didn't matter, because Ah Li didn't care either.

Sometimes thinking things too simply and directly will appear cold and ruthless, but many people who suffer from getting along with each other often think too much.

The two held hands and went down the stairs.

Ah Li was very happy. Li Zhuiyuan could feel the little hand in her palm shaking, especially when she turned the stairs, she seemed to want to tiptoe and turn around. Although she didn't make this action, Li Zhuiyuan had already imagined it in his mind.

On the dam, Liu Yumei wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Last night, she secretly stood behind the window and peeked. She was anxious that the boy said that sentence, and she was even more worried that her granddaughter turned back to the house without any reaction... and woke up.

However, the granddaughter soon closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Liu Yumei felt more and more that she was old and didn't understand the thoughts of young people. When her grandfather pursued her, it was a big deal, and the Qin and Liu families almost fought.

Who would have thought that the young people of this generation would become so reserved.

But no matter what, her granddaughter got better again. This time, she didn't want anything to go wrong again. She hoped that the illness would not recur until her granddaughter recovered.

Well, didn't he want to do the rune carving? In the afternoon, she personally took an axe to chop up all the tablets at home and sent them to push the wood flower roll.

Perhaps because of the excessive joy, Liu Yumei didn't go deep into doubting how the boy could lead the dead.

Of course, it is also possible that she had suspected it long ago, but didn't want to pay attention to it at all. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the impact of the backlash of good fortune, even if the boy went to kill and set fire, she would choose to secretly help him destroy the body behind his back.

Because she had already tasted the taste, the key to her granddaughter's recovery was the boy.

This is not to say that Li Sanjiang's good fortune is useless. It is precisely because they live in Li Sanjiang's house that they can meet this boy.

Li Sanjiang came down to eat breakfast. When he saw the two children sitting together again, he sighed:

"Sure enough, the feelings between the children are pure."

He looked up at Liu Yumei who was wiping tears in the distance, and couldn't help but snorted softly:

"You continue to stop it, you old woman."

Li Sanjiang has always had a bad impression of Liu Yumei, because he doesn't like the ostentatiousness of Liu Yumei, a young lady from the downtrodden landlord class. After all, he, Li Sanjiang, has also made contributions to liberation!

After breakfast, Li Zhuiyuan went to the workshop he had built to take a look. The various tools and materials inside had been placed. Aunt Liu, the housekeeper, was really nothing to say.

Li Zhuiyuan left Runsheng in the workshop and asked him to start working. They were all the processing and preparation of some initial materials. It was not difficult, but it was a bit time-consuming and laborious.

Runsheng was very excited because this was a new set of tools for him.

Li Zhuiyuan would change the materials and size of the tools based on Runsheng's strength, which meant that Runsheng had to handle more raw materials.

In short, except for lunch, Runsheng did not leave the workshop and did not watch TV during the whole day.

After Li Zhuiyuan finished modifying the new set of drawings early, he sat on the terrace and read a book.

This time he didn't have to force the progress. He was already afraid of the feeling of overdrawing. If he did it a few more times, he would have to look like he was dying first, not to mention the death in the future.

So it was better to say that he was relaxing rather than reading.

Qin Li was sitting next to him, holding the "Qin Family's Method of Watching Dragons" in his hand. Grandma Liu downstairs was looking up with a smile while drinking tea.

Li Zhuiyuan also considered whether to tell Grandma Liu about the new insights of the Qin and Liu families' "ghost painting talismans". After thinking about it, he felt that it was not the right time. At least he had to scan all the books worth reading in the basement first, in case there were other inheritances of the Qin and Liu families in it?

In the afternoon, Li Zhuiyuan put down the book, played several games of chess with Qin Li, and went to the first floor with her, watching TV while opening a pair of snacks and drinks.

Anyway, the TV master was not there, so he could watch as long as he wanted.

Even watching TV alone would be boring. Li Zhuiyuan was thinking about whether to take Qin Li to the cinema to watch a movie. Nowadays, cinemas are basically empty except for holidays, and there is no need to worry about Qin Li coming into contact with strangers.

Li Sanjiang went out after lunch. When he came back, he saw that Li Zhuiyuan was not studying. He was not angry but very happy. He felt that it was good. Xiao Yuanhou had gradually recovered from the blow of losing his household registration.

At about 5:30 in the afternoon, a motorcycle drove up. The driver took off his helmet. It was Tan Yunlong. After greeting Li Sanjiang, he easily took Li Zhuiyuan on the car, then restarted the motorcycle, and turned a corner and went down the dam smoothly.

Tan Yunlong drove the motorcycle even wilder than Uncle Qin. Fortunately, Li Zhuiyuan had a helmet this time.

When they arrived at the police station family building, Tan Yunlong led the boy to the third floor and opened the door. A middle-aged woman wearing an apron came out of the kitchen. She was dressed simply and generously, and was very friendly.

"Is this Xiaoyuan?"

"Hello, Auntie."

"Okay, you're so good. You can call me Auntie Zheng."

Tan Yunlong asked, "Where's Binbin?"

"Binbin is doing his homework in the room."

Tan Yunlong opened the door of his son's room. In front of the desk, a tall high school student in school uniform was concentrating on his homework.

Tan Yunlong walked to the desk and put his hand on it.

Tan Wenbin's posture was a little deformed.

Immediately, Tan Yunlong opened his son's pencil case and took out a Tetris game console from it. The game screen was still paused.

Tan Wenbin lowered his head and didn't dare to look at his father.

Perhaps because there were outsiders present, Tan Yunlong didn't get angry. Instead, he took out a handful of jelly from his pocket and put it on his son's desk, then divided it into two and handed it to Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan silently tore open a jelly and put it in his mouth. He knew that the relationship between the father and son must be very ordinary. Maybe Tan Wenbin liked to eat jelly when he was a child, but how could a father continue to give jelly to his son in the third year of high school?

Although Tan Wenbin was very considerate and ate one, it looked more like a show of father-son warmth.

Li Zhuiyuan sighed in his heart when he saw this scene. Even if they were acting, they were still warm in their bones, unlike himself and Li Lan, who had no feelings and were just acting.

"This is Xiaoyuan, Li Zhuiyuan. Xiaoyuan, this is my son, Tan Wenbin, I told you about. You can call him Binbin."

"Hello, Xiaoyuan."

"Hello, brother Binbin."

"Come, find a blank paper for Xiaoyuan to do."

"What, for him?"

"Yes."

"Oh, then this one." Tan Wenbin took out a math paper from a pile of blank papers.

High school courses are basically all learned in the second year of high school. The entire third year of high school is actually a round of review and practice.

"Well, now, come out with me."

"Dad..."

"Come out." Tan Yunlong walked out while unbuckling his belt.

Tan Wenbin looked bitter and followed him out.

Then, the door of the next room was closed, and Li Zhuiyuan heard several screams, mixed with the scolding from Tan Yunlong:

"I won't bother with you about the fight, but you dared to steal your mother's money to buy a game console. How do I educate you? It doesn't matter if your academic performance is poor, but you can't go astray. Do you want me to arrest you and put you in jail in the future!"

However, Tan Yunlong whipped him a few times, and then began to educate him verbally.

In the middle, Aunt Zheng knocked on the door several times, but to no avail.

Two hours later, the father and son came out.

Aunt Zheng complained: "There are guests at home. Do you want Xiaoyuan to be hungry if you don't want to eat?"

"Forgot." Tan Yunlong glanced at his son, "Isn't it still this disappointing thing."

Li Zhuiyuan had left the desk long ago and sat on the bedside looking at a comic book he took out from the pile of books. Before the father and son came in, he hid the comic book under the sheets and was not seen by Tan Yunlong.

Although Tan Wenbin stopped crying, his neck was still trembling, and he looked very pitiful.

Tan Yunlong patted his son on the back of his head: "Go and see how Xiaoyuan did on the test paper."

Tan Wenbin walked to the desk, flipped the math test paper up and down, and found that he had answered all the questions.

"How did you do? Did you get all the answers right?" Tan Yunlong urged, "I'm asking you a question."

"I don't have the answer... I don't know."

Tan Yunlong: "..."

Tan Wenbin flipped the test paper below and exclaimed: "They're all done!"

This stack of papers was handed down by the teachers in advance. Students were required to do it at home according to the progress. It included not only mathematics but also many other subjects.

Tan Wenbin found that except for the composition of the Chinese paper, all other papers had been answered.

He tried to pick some simple questions that he could do, and found that the answers were consistent with what the boy wrote.

Other difficult questions aside, at least the possibility that the boy was just writing randomly was ruled out.

"What's the matter? I'm embarrassed to follow you here."

"Dad, these, these, are all correct."

"What about the others?"

"I still have to do them slowly to know, but from the problem-solving method and process, he should be able to do it. If you want to check the answers, I can go to the teacher tomorrow."

"Do this, you find the papers you have written and taken before, select the most difficult questions in a few subjects, copy them down, and let Xiaoyuan do them."

"Oh, okay."

Tan Yunlong now has to confirm whether the boy is really at the level of a high school student, otherwise he will go to the school to ask for a grade skipping. If something goes wrong, it will be difficult for him.

Tan Wenbin copied a question on the notebook, put it aside, and said to the boy: "Xiaoyuan, do this first."

"Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan stood by the table and picked up a pen.

Tan Wenbin took out another notebook and started copying the second question. When he finished copying the second question, he turned his head and found that the boy had already put down his pen and was waiting for him.

"So fast?"

Tan Wenbin took the notebook and checked it. The answer was correct.

Then, he saw Li Zhuiyuan "shua shua" to solve the question he had just copied.

He checked the answer and it was still correct.

This is a question that is beyond the syllabus. During the exam, only two people in the class solved it.

Li Zhuiyuan suggested: "Brother Binbin, just read the question directly, it will be faster."

Tan Yunlong nodded and said: "You read it!"

Tan Wenbin picked up a math paper and started reading from the multiple-choice questions. Every time he finished reading, Li Zhuiyuan reported the answer.

Soon, except for the geometry questions that required looking at figures, Tan Wenbin read out the questions on the entire test paper, and the boy gave the answers directly every time.

Putting down the test paper, Tan Wenbin was dumbfounded.

He usually admired the top students in the class. When discussing learning matters in front of them, he always felt pressure and gap, but in front of this boy, he didn't feel pressure because he was directly crushed.

"All right?" Tan Yunlong asked.

"Yes, Brother Xiaoyuan got all right."

Tan Yunlong grabbed Li Zhuiyuan's arm and spun around as if he had found a treasure:

"Hahaha, he is really a child prodigy, he is really a child prodigy!"

Parents always have a serious filter for smart children with good academic performance, and parents with candidates at home are even more exaggerated. At this time, in Tan Yunlong's eyes, it really feels like the star of literature has descended on his family.

Finally, after the excitement, he put Li Zhuiyuan down.

Li Zhuiyuan put his hand on his forehead, and was a little dizzy just now.

"Xiaoyuan, I've inquired about it. The formal enrollment procedures can only be done when school starts, and we have to ask the people from the Education Bureau to go to school together. But Binbin and his high school classmates are also in class during the summer vacation. We can go to the school to take the test first, and then do the procedures. In this way, you can go to the classroom first and take classes together. What do you think?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Uncle Tan, I want to spend the summer vacation."

"Okay, it's only the end of July now, and there is still a month of summer vacation. When you go to enroll, I will pick you up."

"Thank you, Uncle Tan."

"You're welcome." As he said that, Tan Yunlong slapped his son on the head again, "Look at him, then look at you!"

Tan Wenbin had not completely recovered from the previous shock, and subconsciously asked back:

"Why don't you ask what their parents' education is and what they do?"

"Pah!"

This slap was heavier than the last time.

"I tell you, you and Xiaoyuan will be classmates in the future. You should learn more from Xiaoyuan. Besides, he is young after all, so you should take care of him in life."

"Okay."

Tan Yunlong nodded. His son was not stupid.

You take care of others in life, so they should take care of you in study. Although they always say that children's grades are not the first priority, which parent doesn't want their children to have good grades?

The boy's performance of reporting the correct answer directly after hearing the question really shocked him, an old policeman. If his son can get together with such a child every day, even if he is a pig, he should be a little fairy, right?

"Zheng Fang, Zheng Fang!"

Tan Yunlong walked out of the room. He couldn't wait to go to the kitchen to share what he had just seen with his wife. He believed that his wife would be more excited than himself. At the same time, he had to remind his wife to add a few more dishes quickly. No matter whether they could finish it or not, the important thing was to be grand.

In the room, Li Zhuiyuan sat on the bed, and Tan Wenbin sat on a chair, two children, one big and one small, facing each other.

"Brother Xiaoyuan?"

"Brother Binbin, don't be like that, just call me Xiaoyuan or Yuanzi."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, what do you usually do at home?"

"Reading."

"You always read?" This answer made Tan Wenbin a little discouraged, but he still didn't give up and continued to ask, "Besides reading, what else do you like to do?"

"Fishing for life."