Corpse Retriever

The morning breeze brings a moment of coolness in summer.

When Li Zhuiyuan was brushing his teeth beside the water tank on the second floor, he happened to see Tan Wenbin, wearing a vest and sports shorts, running down the dam with his legs raised high, starting his morning run this morning.

Tan Wenbin has maintained this habit for half a year.

Humans are really animals with infinite potential.

A year ago, Tan Wenbin was still a spirited young man who stole money from his mother to buy game consoles, put adult comic books in his textbooks, hid explicit magazines in his quilt, and liked to put a cigarette behind his ear to pretend to be an adult.

Now, he is a self-disciplined young man who studies hard during the day, concentrates on practicing at night, and regards the 40-minute morning run every morning as a way to relax and enjoy.

Because of his illness, Li Zhuiyuan sometimes feels a little dazed and unreal when looking at himself in the mirror. If Tan Wenbin could see himself a year ago through the mirror, he would probably just say that the person in the mirror should be the illegitimate child left by his father when he was young and behaved improperly.

By the way, he would add:

"Look at this crooked appearance, it is indeed impure blood."

After washing his face, he returned to the room.

Ali was standing in front of the drawing table painting.

The girl was painting mountains and rivers, which not only had great atmospheres, but also dams.

The wall on this side was full of paintings, and there were four or five versions of the cross-river bridge from Nantong to Shanghai alone.

In one version, the bridge on the river was busy with traffic, and the Baijia Town under the river was full of ghosts, which was a perfect combination of reality and nothingness.

At the other end of the drawing table was the boy's desk, which was full of professional books, and there were several cardboard boxes below, which were full of information plans and design drawings.

This is just the ones on hand. Many of the ones that have been read and studied have been sent to the east room by Li Zhuiyuan to fill A Li's collection box.

Xue Liangliang has been Luo Gong's secretary for the past six months, and Luo Gong has been in the project stage for the past six months, and often needs to go to various places to attend demonstration meetings and report meetings.

Whenever he came to Nantong, Xue Liangliang would take a day or half a day off from Luo Gong in the name of sending learning materials to his junior.

Tan Wenbin's pager is only used to receive messages from two people, one is his father Tan Yunlong, and the other is Xue Liangliang.

Brother Liangliang would call Tan Wenbin every time, and then put the things by the Yangtze River. Runsheng had to ride a tricycle all the way over, and when he brought back the information and design drawings, he had to bring him a set of clean clothes.

In this way, the more frequently Xue Liangliang came to Nantong, the more information Li Zhuiyuan had.

In addition, Luo Gong would occasionally mail Li Zhuiyuan journals and some relatively high-standard but non-confidential information files.

At the same time, they would give the boy questions and ask him to come up with his own designs. For convenience, they would do multiple questions at the same time and mail them to him at the same time. He would then review them and reply to them.

The two sides really seemed to be competing with each other, one desperately "absorbing" and the other desperately "forcing the growth of seedlings".

Li Zhuiyuan had reason to suspect that the "university professional courses" he had prepared in advance were a bit beyond the syllabus.

No matter how smart a genius is, if he wants to achieve accomplishments in a certain field, he cannot escape the step of deep cultivation. In the past six months, Li Zhuiyuan has indeed been divided too much time and energy by "learning".

But there is nothing he can do about it. As long as the person under the peach forest does not die, he will have nothing to do in the village.

Now, whenever there is an ordinary normal drowned drifter, Runsheng, Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng are all rushing to rescue him, and even the grandfather has become a hands-off boss.

As for the kind of dead body that can go ashore and walk by itself, it has really been a long time since I have seen it. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would have doubted whether it was just my imagination when I was mentally ill before.

When he got tired of drawing the drawings, Li Zhuiyuan would stand up and walk to the girl's drawing table, and the girl would leave the drawing table and come to the desk.

Li Zhuiyuan would pick up the paintbrush and relax by drawing, while A'li would look through the design drawings.

The girl could understand, otherwise she couldn't draw.

And she seemed to be born with some special induction ability, which could turn the cold data drawings into dynamic water in the scroll.

Li Zhuiyuan also created a painting based on A'li, but the boy still couldn't draw A'li's front, so he only took her back.

In the painting, the girl stood on the top of the mountain, with a surging river in front of her and a group of ancient people behind her.

This composition is very suitable for appearing in the mural of water burial.

This is the boy's self-entertainment in the boring study, and then when he woke up the next day, in this painting, a boy's back was added to the girl's side.

The two of them were holding hands.

The style of the painting suddenly became a kindergarten wall painting again.

In fact, the two of them are still children, and they are essentially no different from the children of the same age playing in the mud in the village, except that their mud looks a little more advanced.

Li Zhuiyuan has already deciphered "Qi Shi Chun Qiu". The more you decipher the book, the more difficult it is and the longer it takes. Li Zhuiyuan later discovered that this book should have a code book.

Otherwise, with his own deduction and calculation ability, he would have to spend so much energy. Normal Qi family members would not want to learn, and they would have to study hard for half a lifetime just to understand the words on it, which is obviously impossible.

And the code book should be some kind of basic thing passed down by the Qi family, similar to the "Liu Family Wang Qi Jue" of the Liu family.

Because of the lack of this thing, Li Zhuiyuan can only take the most stupid way to decipher it.

This book itself is a kaleidoscope. After the deciphering, it records the ability of the organs and space. This involves the secret of how many mausoleums. Once it is leaked, it will be hated by the ancient power.

The book is a good book, but for Li Zhanyuan now, it is a bit of a chicken rib. His professional is water conservancy project, and he does not need to design "security" or "anti -theft", because there will be troops near large water conservancy projects.

Compared with the invasion of the ancient fear of the grave robbers, the missiles from the air now need to be worried that the defense is from the air.

However, it is a chicken rib now, and it will definitely be useful in the future. The old professors of the family members helped themselves to decipher the coordinates of bamboo slips. Although there are three places, they are still ambiguous, but the approximate position is determined.

From the northeast to Yunnan, from the grassland to the Gobi, from the 100,000 mountains to the Lake of Qiandao, from the basin to the plateau, and the river and even the sea.

Geographical coordinates are incredible, making Li Zhanyuan feel incredible to the map. The mask man born in the Spring and Autumn Period becomes a secret that even if it becomes dead. It is bound to have his secret.

Moreover, in the coordinates of bamboo slips, there is one place, which is very close to the "Ji'an 572 People's Defense Project Survey Report", which is a great probability that it is a place.

In other words, Bai Yueguang, who is thinking about Luo Gong, is also one of the nine major coordinates recorded by bamboo slips.

This could not help but let Li Chaoyuan doubt that in Beijing, in Beijing, the three documents that Li Lan dumped himself corresponded to the three copies of the sea, Ji'an, and Fengdu, respectively. Is there a deep meaning?

Li Lan, who has completely became ill and considers herself, is still going on her job. What kind of purpose is it?

Li Zhanyuan was difficult to substitute into her thinking, and he did not dare to try to substitute, but from the side, there must be a deeper thing to attract Li Lan to pursue.

The thunder couldn't move, and the one who opened the prelude to the end of the day was still Aunt Liu:

"Eat breakfast!"

Li Zhanyuan took A Li's hand to the building. There was a small blackboard hanging on the side of the living room on the first floor. It was originally taken to a temporary bookkeeping. It's idle.

But before the moon, Li Sanjiang solemnly wiped the blackboard with water with water, picked up the chalk, and wrote it seriously on it- "pot hundred days".

After being informed of "Yi", the grandfather simply wiped it and changed to "100 days", and then continued to decrease with Arabic numerals.

Of course, this board was not written to his great -grandson. After all, the great -grandson has been admitted in advance, and the relevant certificates have been provided by Li Sanjiang to Lao Tzu (Confucius) in the small compartment.

Li Sanjiang is written for Zhuang Zhuang.

Today, the blackboard is the new number "3" today.

Tan Wenbin ran back and rushed to change his clothes at the well.

I have to say that even if the corpse people have only practiced a strong fitness, it is also compared to such a strange fetus.

He was born in the police family, and his physical gene was good. In addition, he had a lot of hard exercise at the same time. When he was shirtless, he was no longer a white chopped chicken but a naked eye.

Yin Meng's craftsmanship of making coffins did not say that it was really warm in winter and cool in the sleep.

Every night, Tan Wenbin and Runsheng sleeping coffin, a bite of Li Sanjiang is the uncle Mountain.

The reason why Uncle Shan's Shoucai was still placed here because Li Sanjiang was worried that he would send him home, and the mountain gun would lose money to sell Shoucai.

Anyway, when the mountain cannon kicks his leg someday, let Runsheng send the coffin over.

In this regard, Runsheng also deeply agreed.

"Why would Ming Er still take a holiday?" Li Sanjiang smoked a little puzzledly, "I have to take the college entrance examination with my eyes."

Tan Wenbin said: "Uncle, our school is not a college entrance examination. We have to go to the school school and just take two days off for everyone to prepare. The day before the test, go to the test point to the school and live in their dormitory."

Li Sanjiang asked: "Can you send meals?"

"Yes, you can go home if you can't help the dormitory of the test site."

"That's OK." Li Sanjiang trembled. "I asked Tinghou to prepare rice cakes and dumplings on the day. I will send you to you in the morning of the college entrance examination."

"Hey." Tan Wenbin didn't resign, just smiled.

"Take a good test!" Li Sanjiang patted his strong shoulders. "Good study, really, study well."

"Rest assured, uncle, I'm okay. I filled out the address of the admission notice. When you read the uncle, let me show my parents again."

"Haha!" Li Sanjiang laughed happily.

After breakfast, Runsheng rode out of the tricycle, and Li Zhanyuan and A Li sat up.

The school will start the last mobilization meeting of the college entrance examination today. At the request of the school, the boy has to show up today.

When you come to the school, the banner of "Congratulations to our school's first prize of the National Olympics Competition" is still brand new, and the "city awards" and "provincial awards" are still very new. Bright.

Because the school really changes the new banner regularly.

"Xiaoyuan, A Li and I are waiting for you nearby." Runsheng pointed at the alley in the distance.

"Um." Li Zhanyuan responded, and then looked at Ali, who was still sitting in the tricycle.

Girl nodded.

It's said that tomorrow is a holiday, but after the morning meeting, it's actually self-study. Students can go home directly to prepare, and Tan Wenbin will also come out.

Li Zhuiyuan walked into the school with a copy of Wei Zhengdao in his hand. Last semester, he would come back to take the monthly exam and midterm exam. This semester... it was his first time to step into the school gate.

The school didn't urge him to go to school or take exams, but would use Tan Wenbin to indirectly touch on Li Zhuiyuan's "breath".

The boy walked straight to the principal's office, attracting many teachers along the way. If he could see it every day, it wouldn't be surprising, but this was the first time the boy appeared after winning the National Olympic Games.

Sun Qing should have been prepared in advance. She was not in her classroom but waiting here.

Seeing Li Zhuiyuan coming, she stepped forward and took the boy's hand, smiling and said: "Let the class teacher take a look, oh, long time no see, our classmate Zhuiyuan has really grown taller."

It's already very inconsistent for the class teacher to call himself the class teacher. It's even more strange to say "long time no see" to the students in his class.

But the teachers around him looked at him with jealousy and envy, and no one paid attention to the grammatical error.

If they could get the title of the head teacher of the top scorer in the college entrance examination for free, they would be even more out of control than Sun Qing.

Write this in your resume in the future, and no one who reads your resume will know that your top scorer never comes to class.

Sun Qing led Li Zhuiyuan to the principal's office, where Teacher Yan and Teacher Su... that is, Li Zhuiyuan's teachers in various subjects were all there.

A camera was also set up in the office.

Next, Li Zhuiyuan stood in the center, smiling, and then kept changing various arrangements behind him and on his side.

After the photo was taken, Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help rubbing his cheeks. He, who was a good actor, felt a little sour at this moment.

Then, Wu Xinhan took the boy to the school auditorium.

The long table facing downwards, in the middle, was Li Zhuiyuan's, and the principal and vice principal only sat on both sides of the boy.

Senior high school students were gradually entering the venue. Li Zhuiyuan noticed that many of them were wearing bright yellow talisman paper, which was the lucky charm of "Zhuiyuan Secret Scroll".

When the boy failed to draw the talisman and was thinking hard about what the talisman could be used for, he really didn't expect that it could have such an effect.

Especially the group of boys sitting in the first two rows, they simply spread out the talisman paper and pasted it on their foreheads, hoping to absorb more of the luck of the child prodigy at this moment.

This scene looked like the two rows of people sitting in front were dead straight.

When interests are involved, young people become superstitious, which can make the elderly feel that it is simply too feudal and superstitious.

Li Zhuiyuan saw Tan Wenbin, who was sitting below and making faces at him, and then Zhou Yunyun came over, and the boy sitting next to Tan Wenbin consciously gave up his seat.

The principal and several teacher representatives began to speak.

Unlike the 100-day oath-taking meeting, they had to boost morale and even paid for "speech experts" from outside the school to come and cheer them up.

The main purpose of this conference was to relieve stress, telling students that the college entrance examination is not the only path in life. At the same time, teachers of various subjects also pointed out some points to pay attention to during the exam.

Wu Xinhan turned his head and whispered to the boy: "Xiaoyuan, do you want to say a few words?"

Li Zhuiyuan made the final speech, a very brief joke:

"Everyone remember to write 'solution' first when answering questions."

The audience was stunned at first, then laughed collectively, and then there was warm applause, and many people waved the "Zhuiyuan Secret Scroll" and talisman paper.

After the conference, Li Zhuiyuan, accompanied by Wu Xinhan and other leaders and teachers, walked to the school gate.

The boy could feel the sadness from the people around him, because everyone knew that it would be difficult to see each other again after leaving the campus this time.

The boy was very grateful for the school's preferential treatment, so he stopped by the flowerbed at the school gate.

Ignoring the sign that said "No entry to the flowerbed", the boy walked in, bent down under the ginkgo tree, picked up a few leaves, and put them in the book.

This was also the purpose of bringing the book in this morning.

Wu Xinhan took off his glasses and cried.

The teachers also had red eyes.

The other teachers and leaders, seeing the principal crying, also silently cooperated and wiped their eyes.

Although there was no such deep emotion or such strong expression, it was not false.

Because sometimes tears fall just to leave some wet marks in the book of life for easy recollection.

The senior high school classroom has gone crazy.

The students tore up the papers and notebooks and scattered them downstairs.

The younger students downstairs and the junior high school building opposite were lying on the balcony watching the seniors in the senior year having a seizure, with envy and longing.

The teachers rarely came to maintain order, and the school cleaning lady was happy to pick up the sack and start packing and selling the waste.

Tan Wenbin rested his head on his hands, his feet on the desk, and looked at the students shouting around him in a semi-lying position.

If he hadn't met Brother Xiaoyuan, if he hadn't experienced those things half a year ago, he should still be the left protector now, and he should be the one who led the most fun.

Others at least stayed a little sober when they were crazy, but I was afraid that I would have to tear up my textbooks and become a fool who didn't even have a serious book to read in the last two days.

But now, he just thinks that his classmates are so cute. He can enjoy this atmosphere, but he is too lazy to move to join in.

With the help of Brother Xiaoyuan, his scores in several mock exams were very stable, and he ranked at the top of the class. For the college entrance examination the day after tomorrow, he just regarded it as a process that was destined to be taken, and there was nothing to be nervous about.

Zhou Yunyun sat in the position that Li Zhuiyuan had occupied. The surroundings were noisy and everyone's voice was drowned out.

The female monitor mustered up her courage and whispered in Tan Wenbin's ear:

"Tan Wenbin, I like you."

Tan Wenbin heard it, and his first reaction was to pretend he didn't hear it.

But thinking that this was not appropriate, he turned his head to look at Zhou Yunyun. The girl was not shy or retreating, and was very frank.

Tan Wenbin instinctively wanted to reach out and hook the monitor's chin, and then imitate Gao Yanei's tone:

"Come on, girl, smile for me."

But in the end, the boy only stretched out one arm and gently patted the monitor's back in a half-hug posture.

Many classmates nearby saw this scene, but no one made a fuss, because it was too clean, as clean as a farewell to classmates in advance.

"Come on, let's get into a good university together!"

Neither agreed nor refused, it was not a promise but more like a blessing.

Zhou Yunyun also generously returned the hug, and the two of them smelled each other's scent briefly.

Youth, if you say it out loud, there will be no regrets.

Then, Tan Wenbin picked up his schoolbag, jumped over the desk in a chic manner, first came to an empty table and put the potted plant into his schoolbag, and then squeezed out of the crowd while shouting.

After the indulgence, it is inevitable to feel a little depressed.

When sitting down to eat fried skewers with Xiaoyuan after shopping in the small commodity street, Tan Wenbin took a skewer and chopped the two remaining pieces of fried tofu on the plate.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up a piece of paper and gently wiped the sauce off the corners of A Li's mouth.

Then he turned his head to look at Tan Wenbin and deliberately asked back: "You confessed to the class leader and were rejected?"

Tan Wenbin: "Yeah."

Runsheng glanced at Binbin, said nothing, lowered his head and took a bite of Xiang, and continued to eat the chicken skewers.

This fried skewers stall was originally on the corner of the street, and their table was also in the most secluded place. Only here could A Li sit down quietly and eat something.

Li Zhuiyuan said, "Since it is your own choice, don't regret it."

"No regrets." Tan Wenbin took a sip of soda and burped, "Brother Xiaoyuan, our future is to die in the vast ocean. Only in this way can I live up to my hard-trained biceps!"

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes fell on the obviously over-stretched schoolbag beside Tan Wenbin, which contained a potted plant that had been placed on Zheng Haiyang's desk.

Some things, Binbin never forgets.

This is also what Li Zhuiyuan admires most about Tan Wenbin. After all, he lacks emotions and can even separate from his own mother.

Just at this time, a few whistling guys reached out and pressed down two young students at the next table, saying that they were short of money recently and borrowed some money to spend.

Tan Wenbin picked up the plate with sauce in front of him and directly hit one of them on the head.

As soon as the other party turned around, Tan Wenbin kicked the other party in the heart and knocked him to the ground, and then followed up with another kick, and the other party was kicked out.

This is a move for the dead, and the force is even more terrible when used on a living person.

The other two companions saw this and started to fight with the things around them, one holding a citric acid bottle and the other holding a bamboo stick.

Runsheng looked at Li Zhuiyuan, who nodded while opening his mouth and taking a bite of the starch sausage handed over by A Li.

Runsheng stood up and walked over.

Tan Wenbin retreated behind Runsheng while swearing.

It was not because he was afraid or felt that he could not beat him, but he was about to take an exam and could not hurt his hand.

Soon, several gangsters were knocked to the ground by Runsheng. The gangsters did not have the arrogance they had before when they wanted to force others to pay for their pocket money. Instead, they spit blood foam from their mouths and cried and shouted to call the police.

Runsheng counted the teeth on the ground with the tip of his shoe. Seeing that the number was not enough, he stepped directly on the one with the best teeth.

"Puff! Puff!"

After the other party spit out the teeth, Runsheng finally felt relieved.

At this time, a police car drove over not far away. It was not for responding to the police, but was just passing by on official business and saw the fight.

Tan Wenbin picked up his schoolbag, patted it lightly, and then put it on his shoulder bag. After blowing a whistle, he bumped Runsheng with his arm:

"Hurry up, the police are coming."

Runsheng glanced and replied: "It's your father."

The door of the police car opened, and Tan Yunlong got out. On the way here, Tan Yunlong took off his police hat and kicked Tan Wenbin several times in a row.

There was no way, he just sat in the car and pointed to the front and said to his colleagues: "This is my son."

Then even through the car window, he could see his son's mouth shape when he said "police".

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Tan Wenbin kept dodging, but fortunately his father was also sensible, and he didn't raise his foot high, only kicking his calf, which was painful but not a problem.

After venting his anger, Tan Yunlong asked, "What happened?"

Tan Wenbin: "A thug who collects protection fees."

"You beat him up like this?"

"We were just doing what is right and doing our part to build a harmonious society."

The two students who were previously oppressed and asked for money had already run away, but when they saw the police coming and looking for Tan Wenbin and Runsheng, they ran back to testify immediately for fear that they would be misunderstood.

Tan Yunlong said, "Your mother and I will go to Uncle Li's house to bring you rice dumplings in the evening. Your mother has found all the cheongsams she wore when she was young."

"Can my mother still wear that cheongsam now?"

"I took it out in advance without telling your mother and asked a tailor to help make it bigger."

"Okay, Captain Tan."

"No more poor?"

"It's really not poor. Fortunately, you have such a means, otherwise you can't give birth to my miracle."

"Exam."

"Yes Sir!"

Nympho

At the Pingchao Middle School, Tan Wenbin went to the school to go to the school organization to go to the test site one night in advance.

In the early morning, Tan Wenbin ran to the school gate. Many of the parents here were brought with breakfast.

Tan Wenbin murmured while eating rice cakes and rice dumplings: "Uncle, you asked Runsheng to ride a tricycle early in the morning? This is quite far away."

"No, President Wu drove to pick up Xiaoyuan to take the test site, and I took a car."

"What about Xiao Yuan? Did he eat? Oh, no, Xiao Yuan doesn't have to eat this."

"How can I let him eat in the morning, anyway, it is a exam, and President Wu himself brought himself."

"Okay, I have eaten it, uncle."

"Come on, strong, skip the problem, just do what you know, just do your best ..."

Tan Wenbin patiently listened to Li Sanjiang's nagging patiently, but Li Sanjiang heard someone saying a few words. The smelly boy actually didn't wave his hands and said, "Don't say it." Instead, he set him up.

"Okay, Uncle Li, I understand."

Tan Wenbin opened his arms and Li Sanjiang with a hug, and then turned to find the head teacher.

Li Sanjiang smiled. His most eccentric is always Xiao Yuanhou, but Xiao Yuanhou is too sensible and well -behaved. Instead, he is strong in his life that fits his temper most.

Seeing the Zhuang Zhuang far away, Li Sanjiang waved at his back again:

"Test a good test, kid."

Other classes are approved by the head teacher. Li Zhanyuan is managed and controlled by President Wu himself. When you get out of the car, the stationery bags and admission tickets are delivered to the boy's hands.

The first scientific test in the morning was Chinese. Li Zhanyuan spent a little more time than in the past, because he had to write the words beautifully.

When the mathematics of the second subject was taken, Li Zhanyuan quickly finished writing the paper. Before submitting the papers in advance, he tried to review the idea of ​​Tan Wenbin to review the mathematical volume.

Then he blinked.

Because he found that from the perspective of Tan Wenbin, this math volume was too difficult.

No, it should be the difficulty of excessing the standard for this candidate.

Li Zhanyuan is a little puzzled: Who has such a question like this?

Although everyone is in the same problem, students who do not pass the psychological quality may be blown up after the mathematics is completed.

Li Zhanyuan passed the paper in advance and took the car of President Wu. President Wu opened the thermal insulation barrel and let Li Zhanyuan eat.

"Grandpa, principal, this time is a bit difficult."

"Ah?" Wu Xinhan first stunned. The first prize of the National Olympics competition was difficult. So what is terrible to have mathematics?

"For ordinary students."

"Oh, okay, I know." Wu Xinhan first ate a peaceful pill, and then immediately realized what, "Xiao Yuan, you eat first, I'll ask."

After eating the meal and lying in the car, Li Zhanyuan narrowed.

Then, he was awakened by the cry outside the car.

Turning his head, he found that many students were crying after math.

What is even more scary is that there are still a few students laughing, like Ji Gong, seeing the world.

Wu Xinhan returned to the car and scolded with sweat: "After hear, a Wang Ba egg student stole a test paper and was caught.

The difficulty of this spare volume is a bit exaggerated. I have asked teachers to soothe the emotions of students in each class. "

"President Grandpa, who made the spare roll?"

"I don't know yet, but I think this guy may be scolded by students for decades."

After the exam was over in the afternoon, Li Zhanyuan was sent home. The next day, Wu Xinhan drove again.

After the afternoon was finished, at the request of Li Zhanyuan, Tan Wenbin, who was tried out after the test.

"Ah, the bed in the dormitory is really comfortable without the coffin at home."

Wu Xinhan glanced at the rearview mirror, only Tan Wenbin was talking playful.

Tan Wenbin said again: "Other subjects are okay. This time, mathematics is really difficult. I really can't write a few big questions. I can only write the word" solution 'first, and then read it Related formulas up upwards. "" "" "" "" "" ".

Li Zhanyuan: "Can be counted."

"Really?" Tan Wenbin blinked a little bit, "This is mathematics and not Chinese and politics."

Wu Xinhan also raised his ears. He was the principal, but he could not care about specific teaching work.

Li Zhanyuan: "This question is too difficult. The college entrance examination is for ranking. When reading the papers, you will definitely find a way to open the scores and find a way to make a score. Maybe you can write a 'solution' and you can give it. You are a lot of points "

Tan Wenbin: "Then our school is not issued this time. The classmates I know are basically said according to what you said at the pre -test conference. Get the test paper and first write the‘ solution ’of answering questions.”

Wu Xinhan pressed the car horn happily: "

Nympho

After the exam, there are only the results left. After all, volunteers have been filled in before the college entrance examination.

Li Zhanyuan also officially began to prepare for his college life. The first thing to do is to move all the dozen boxes of boxes in the basement of Tai Ye's house.

He had too many books and documents and drawings in the past six months, and he hadn't gone to the basement to look for books for a long time.

But since he was going to Jinling, he had to choose a few more sets to take with him.

Runsheng, Yin Meng, and Tan Wenbin were busy moving all the boxes up to the second floor, and then took out the boxes one by one and spread them out for Li Zhuiyuan to choose from.

In fact, the dam was more spacious, but after all, Grandma Liu was sitting there drinking tea, and Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to spread out any Qin Liu family's skills in it.

That would be too embarrassing for his face.

But what Li Zhuiyuan didn't expect was that he found a more embarrassing one.

"Qi Men Zong Gang".

After flipping through a few pages, the boy stood there for a long time holding the book.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

He worked hard and spent time and energy to decipher that set of books, but found that the code book was actually in the basement at home?

Fortunately, Li Zhuiyuan did not find the text version of "Qi's Spring and Autumn Annals" in the book below, otherwise he might really collapse.

At the moment, he can only comfort himself that the process of forced deciphering is also a kind of learning, which can deepen his understanding and comprehend the Qi family's mechanism and space skills more quickly.

Worldview, morality, health preservation, Yin-replenishing Yang, Yang-replenishing Yin...

These categories occupy the majority, they are actually very important, and can even be described as "precious", but for a teenager, they can all be swept aside first.

Li Zhuiyuan mainly wanted reference books. In the end, he chose three sets, namely "Miasma Classics", "Qi Form Summary" and "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra".

Although Wei Zhengdao's book also talked about the method of breaking miasma, and Qin and Liu's families also talked about looking at qi, they are a bit like formulas and not so down-to-earth. The first two books are specific examples under the formula, which can help me lay a better foundation.

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra talks about walking in the underworld. The twelve methods of the Yin family that I learned are the basic walking in the underworld methods. This book is more advanced. The cover of the book says:

Those who learn this method can go through the netherworld and step on the Yellow Springs to listen to the Buddhist principles under the seat of the Bodhisattva.

Of course, this is an exaggeration, but it also shows the wonderful use of this book. Anyway, the books in the basement of the grandfather are not nonsense.

What disappointed Li Zhuiyuan was that he could not find Wei Zhengdao's books, nor the books of Qin and Liu.

And Li Zhuiyuan also vaguely discovered that his past way of improving by simply "reading books" has reached a certain critical point.

Because inheritance ultimately depends on "people", even in today's industrial age, there will be a phenomenon of "lost" technology due to the interruption of industrial technical workers.

For example, the things that Luo Gong is "mailing" to me now have long been out of the scope of books. Behind each piece of data and design information, there are countless people in the contemporary world who have worked hard.

Next, Runsheng and his team put the reclassified books back into the box and moved them back to the basement.

These books are all treasures. The price is not low now. When the antique boom comes in the future, the price will only be higher, especially Wei Zhengdao, who likes to write books on Buddha skin paper, which is even more precious.

It can be said that the grandfather has always lived on a pile of gold.

But... the grandfather does not seem to be short of money.

Even if the grandfather's wealth is multiplied tenfold in an instant, he will still live the current life.

When Li Zhuiyuan came back from washing his hands at the wellhead, he saw Li Sanjiang sitting on a chair in the corner of the dam, holding a pen in his hand, facing the notebook, as if he was calculating.

"Grandpa, what are you calculating?"

"Grandpa is balancing your tuition."

"Grandpa, my tuition is waived."

"What about accommodation and book fees?"

"Also waived."

"Living expenses..."

"There is a scholarship."

"So Xiaoyuanhou, you don't have to spend a penny from your family to go to college?"

"You should still be able to make money."

"Humph!"

Li Sanjiang threw the pen and folded his arms.

Supporting his great-grandson to go to college is a burden but also a joy. Now his joy has been taken away.

He used to fantasize about going to the post office on a fixed day every month to remit money to his great-grandson. When people on the street asked him where he was going, he would sigh and proudly raise the remittance slip: "Hey, isn't this sending money to our little Yuanhou!"

If the child didn't have enough money to spend, he would call Aunt Zhang's grocery store temporarily, and he would be happy to scrape together some money and quickly remit it to help.

Well, now the dream is shattered.

Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to step forward and hug his great-grandfather's neck: "Grandpa, there is not enough money to spend. I have to buy books, I have to buy materials, I have to buy new shoes and new clothes, and I have to compete with other classmates in the class."

Li Sanjiang's mouth began to curl up.

"I can't live worse than my classmates in the city, and I can't let them laugh at me for coming from the countryside, so, Grandpa, you still have to send me money every month."

Li Sanjiang nodded vigorously and agreed: "Yes, that's the truth!"

In the distance, Liu Yumei, who was drinking tea, almost spit out the tea she had just drunk.

The old lady wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief and said to Aunt Liu who was standing beside her: "This brat has mastered how to coax his grandfather."

Aunt Liu whispered a reminder: "The brat is here."

Li Zhuiyuan walked over and saw that the tea was a little cold, so he helped to make a pot again.

"Grandma Liu, will you continue to live here after I go to college?"

"You go to college, what does it have to do with me."

"But..."

"What's the but? Do you really think you are a great person, haha."

"Yes, yes, what you said is."

"People, sometimes Chermo look at yourself too high, so it can be easy to fall."

"You educate, I remember."

"Go, don't bother me."

"Hey, okay."

Li Zhanyuan ran away.

Liu Yumei gently cut the tea cover and whispered to Aunt Liu: "A Ting, do we have a house in Jinling?"

"Yes, but it is a bit far from Haihe University."

"Then buy one nearby."

"I know."

"Well, I am also for A Li's condition. In the past year, A Li has become much better in all aspects. I bring a big child, and I have a cold temperament. The active girl, how can she not speak.

What to do, you have to let the stinky boy cure us so that he can speak. "

"Then do you plan to accept him as a disciple? Don't leave here."

"Not in a hurry, now we want him, and it is not good to accept his disciples directly at this moment.

After Jinling, you took the time to put the "Liu's Wang Qi Jue" on his desk, let him learn to look at it first, and when he couldn't understand more, he would not help asking me to ask me. Let's go down the donkey again. "

"Still you want to be thoughtful."

"Oh, no matter how smart the children are, after all, they are still a child. There can be a few eyes."

"Oh, that's true."

Aunt Liu covered her mouth and laughed. She was a bystander Qing, and she had seen that the boy just ran over and asked for a while.

The old lady jokes, Li Sanjiang was played with a fierce fire, and she was actually grasped just right.

During dinner, the post officer rode a bicycle, and shouted across the rice field:

"I passed, the test!"

These days, the children had to put alcohol at home in the high -ranking school, not to mention the good university of the eight classics.

Tan Wenbin immediately put down his chopsticks. When he was about to go out, Li Sanjiang stopped him, then pulled out two packs of cigarettes from his pocket, and threw one of the packs of one of them to Tan Wenbin:

"Go!"

"Why!"

Tan Wenbin went to the admission notice, and he was accepted by Haihe University.

In fact, he is not so excited. Even if the college entrance examination mathematics volume is difficult, it has not affected his mentality and the performance of other subjects. This admission notice is logical.

However, when I walked through the rice fields and was about to appear in front of the crowd on the dam, Tan Wenbin still raised the admission notice excitedly, and shouted:

"I'm in my test, I'm in the test!"

Dinner, ending in laughter and laughter, everyone kept chatting late at night.

Then, the back to bed, the coffin entered the coffin.

Li Zhanyuan took a shower and pushed the door of his grandfather first and walked in.

Li Sanjiang was sitting on the bed and counting money.

"Lord."

"Hey." Li Sanjiang nodded, "This is the money for Zhuang Zhuang."

"Um."

"Runshenghou and Menghou also accompany you to Jinling, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you have to preview the money for renting the house, I will make up here, no problem."

"Brother Liang Liang has a house outside the school. I live in school. They live there with Liang Liang.

"However, it is inconvenient to live with people."

"Uncle Tan wants to rent a house for Binbin, this is the condition of Binbin's college entrance examination."

"That line, Zhuang Zhuang is not an outsider."

"Grandpa, will you be alone after we leave?"

"You go to college. If you put it on the fake, you don’t come back. Ah, don't worry about your grandfather. When you are young, you should go out and take a look. Can't get home. "

"What happened at that family ..."

"I said to your grandmother, they will move here to live with me. Your grandfather's body is still available. You can help to plant land. You can do it. You can do it.

Let your milk be responsible for cooking, Gui Yinghou is able to cook rice. "

"Master, do you know that Aunt Liu is leaving?"

"She marinated the pickles and sauce several cylinders in advance, and the papermen in the family pierced a large number of more batches in advance. The meaning was obvious. It was estimated that it would be mentioned with me for a few days.

I have to find a soul and be able to work together. Alas, I will ask for a while. "

"Grandpa, just have a spectrum in your heart."

"Xiao Yuanhou, don't worry about your grandfather. In this world, no one is really inseparable from anyone." Li Sanjiang reached out and touched the boy's head. It's not okay, I will not hide it without calling you. "

"Well, I know."

"Oh, by the way, there is still something to deal with. I have made a will in front of the village chief, and it is left to you.

But the beard house, alas, no, it is Dalinzi's house. Although the peach tree that house is also under my name, it is actually not in the notarization of the will that day.

Two days later, I asked the village chiefs to eat again and notarize there.

I guess that Da Linzi has gone for so long, and there is no phone call and no letter. It is estimated that people are gone. "

Li Zhanyuan knew that Ding Dalin had been gone for almost a year.

Li Sanjiang spit out the cigarette ring and smashed his lips: "Although it is not good to eat this, but Xiaoyuanhou, you have to go out of the far away after all. In case of what happened, hey, in short Just in case.

In the village, if the rules are not made clear in advance, it will be easy to argue.

Anyway, Ding Dalin and I have an agreement. The house and land are under my name. He can live there. After he leaves, it will be given to you, Xiao Yuanhou. If he comes back one day in the future, you can continue to let him live there. ”

The day after tomorrow, Li Sanjiang set up a table of wine at Big Beard’s house, invited the village chief and others to come over and make a new will, and then everyone drank.

Li Sanjiang was in a good mood today and drank too much. Runsheng carried him back and then pushed the cart over.

There were some candles and yellow paper on the cart, and everyone set up an offering table on the dam facing the peach forest.

Although Wei Zhengdao’s friend had bad intentions, he actually did good things. No matter how many times people criticized him in their hearts, he did bless the place with peace for a whole year.

It is estimated that he can continue year after year, and God knows when he will die completely.

There are few pure and flawless beings in this world. Many of the "protective beasts" in myths and legends in various places are not good things at the source. The main point is to judge by deeds rather than by heart.

What Li Zhuiyuan did today was A small imperial ceremony.

The word "small" in front actually has nothing to do with the imperial ceremony later. In essence, it is similar to the villagers throwing pig heads into the water to worship the Dragon King.

No matter whether you like it or not, I will put a "high hat" on you first, so that even if you want to make trouble in the future, you will be embarrassed.

Burning paper, chanting mantras, reciting scriptures, Li Zhuiyuan went through this set of ritual procedures very seriously.

This set of procedures has no substantial effect and is purely formalism. It is far better to lie on the ground in the peach forest and walk in the underworld.

But this is a performance for the dead, mainly to show an attitude.

After the ceremony, Li Zhuiyuan was in front, holding the yellow wine bowl in his left hand and the incense in his right hand, and drew the bottom of the burning incense in the wine bowl three times.

In the back, Runsheng, Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng also held the same things and did the same actions.

"Toast. "

The three of them stepped forward together, stretched out their bowls outside the dam, and poured the wine into the mud below.

Then, Li Zhuiyuan stepped forward alone. Three wet traces could be clearly seen below the dam, but when Li Zhuiyuan poured the wine in his hand, the wine was instantly absorbed by the ground, and the ground dried up again, leaving no trace of wine stains.

This is really dry.

Li Zhuiyuan could even imagine the hideous laughter of the thing underground. He really wanted to see himself practicing the methods in Wei Zhengdao's black book, and finally ending up as miserable as him.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed. He had already learned the black book and even used it several times, but there was no trace of being parasitized by the dead.

Suddenly, Li Zhuiyuan I thought of a possibility.

Maybe, while I and others were secretly criticizing him, he was also secretly criticizing me and others underground.

Because from his "perspective", because of his existence, there would be no dead fall nearby, which meant that even if I learned the black book, I couldn't control the dead fall and couldn't "get sick".

But he had to be tough and wanted to see his miserable end, but the harder he was, as long as he didn't leave his hometown village, he wouldn't encounter dead fall.

This was a deadlock that was uncomfortable for both parties.

However, this point could be used.

I could say something else out of the scope of the previous ritual chanting.

Li Zhuiyuan slightly crossed his toes outward, stood still, and looked forward.

"Pah! ”

He snapped his fingers, opened his eyes and walked into the underworld!

In his sight, half was reality and the other half was gray.

Before I didn’t learn the basics, I thought I had to fall asleep every time I walked into the underworld. Later, I gradually figured out the half-sleep and half-wake state, but in fact, I can take care of both directly.

Otherwise, those Taoists and monks would go to deal with the dirty things. If they want to see the dirty things, they have to sleep. They can see them when they sleep, but how to deal with the dirty things?

Looking back on the way he came, Li Zhuiyuan admired himself a little. Just like deciphering "Qi Shi Chunqiu", he always relied on his good brain to force out stupid methods.

The boy didn't see that "it", but he could see a layer of light black under the original pond in the peach forest.

"Before I met you, I could often meet dead people, but after I met you, I couldn't meet them anymore.

Now, I'm leaving home to study. I will definitely meet a lot of dead people outside. I will use the methods in the black book you gave me.

But I don't believe that I will become a half-human, half-ghost existence like you. I am more talented than you, I am smarter than you, and I am even more fortunate than you.

Don't believe it,

Let's wait and see in a few years.

Oh,

By the way,

If nothing happens at home, I won't come back. "

After saying this, the originally black layer of soil gradually turned blood red, but soon disappeared.

Li Zhuiyuan snapped his fingers again, ending his Yin walk, and his vision returned to normal.

Tan Wenbin, who was standing behind him, also learned to snap his fingers.

Of course, he was just simply imitating Xiaoyuan's gesture. He wanted to take the initiative to Yin walk now, and in order to increase the success rate, he had to burn incense and chant scriptures first.

After Li Zhuiyuan finished speaking, his implication was that if you don't want me to continue to return here and live safely, then you should continue to ensure that my hometown is safe, so that I can hang out outside as much as I want, and end up as miserable as you, and come back to see you crying, so that you can get what you want.

However, to be more specific, my hometown only has my great grandfather and grandparents as relatives. If I look into it more carefully, looking at the relationship in the household registration book, there is actually only my great grandfather in the family.

But my great grandfather is lucky, and it seems that he doesn't need the care of the following person.

Even if I and others leave, my great grandfather only needs to hire another worker to continue to live a comfortable life with wine and meat.

Even if there is really trouble, there is also Shan Da Ye who can come to take care of it for my great grandfather.

After all, Shan Da Ye's funeral materials are still in the hands of my great grandfather.

After leaving the big bearded man's house, everyone did not go home directly, but went to Aunt Zhang's canteen to call Xue Liangliang first. Not long after, the call came back.

Li Zhuiyuan asked about the accommodation there, and Xue Liangliang assured that there was no problem and everything had been arranged.

After both parties confirmed the date of early admission to school, Xue Liangliang took the initiative to say that considering everyone had a lot of luggage, he would drive a truck from Jinling back to pick everyone up.

While on the phone, Luo Gong's voice came from behind, and Xue Liangliang replied: "Teacher, I will drive a truck to pick up my junior brother in a while. He has a lot of luggage, a pile of books and design drawings. It is not convenient to take a train or a long-distance bus. He is still young.

It's okay, no trouble, my junior brother is important. I have the driver's license. I got it. I took the test for the convenience of construction. Haha, you can help me borrow a car when the time comes. Oh, okay, okay."

Li Zhuiyuan knew that Brother Liangliang was so enthusiastic that he drove here in person, and it must not only be for the friendship between brothers. He was eager for the opportunity to ask Luo Gong for a leave.

Now think about it, it's a good thing that Uncle Qin was a step slower and failed to break through Baijia Town in time.

After hanging up the phone and returning home, Li Zhuiyuan told Aunt Liu in the kitchen the date of admission.

Aunt Liu was a little surprised and said, "Isn't there still a long time before summer vacation? Are you so anxious to enter the university?"

"Yeah, I can't wait to enter the university campus."

"Okay, I'll tell your grandfather when he sobers up."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Liu."

"It's just a small thing, why thank you, it's just a matter of convenience."

After Li Zhuiyuan went upstairs, Aunt Liu wiped her hands on her apron, walked out of the kitchen to the east room, and told Liu Yumei the date.

"So early? Have we decided on the house?"

"It's already been decided."

"Okay, you should pack your things, mainly A-li's clothes and the patterns I designed, don't forget them."

"Don't worry about that."

"Oh, by the way, there are also A-li's collection boxes, you should number them all, don't bump them, they are all her treasures."

"I understand."

The east room is a bungalow in the east room. Because there is no fire, the kitchen is not here, so it is a layout of one living room and two bedrooms. Liu Yumei and A-li sleep together in the north bedroom.

Aunt Liu walked to the door of the south bedroom and opened it. She was also stunned for a moment. The boxes were piled up so high that they were all piled up to the door of the bedroom.

"Wow, there are so many?"

Liu Yumei sighed helplessly: "You don't know how much space those design drawings take up, and the son-in-law of the Bai family is so frequent in sending gifts."

"Don't worry, I will arrange for someone to move it. The house in Jinling has a basement that can store it. As for these tablets..."

Liu Yumei looked at the altar. At first, the tablets were all from the previous year, and then gradually the old and new ones were replaced. Now, they are all brand new.

"After going to Jinling, purchase some thunder wood and carve another set, no, make two sets, so as not to cut off our A-li's handmade materials."

"Wouldn't it be more convenient to give A-li thunder wood directly?"

Liu Yumei shook her head, stood up, walked to the table, opened the drawer, pulled out a painting, and slowly unfolded it: "This is our A-li's painting."

Liu Ting walked over and saw that there was a house in the painting. The threshold of the house was very high. Outside the door, there were many strange ghosts. The oil on the altar inside the door was exhausted, and all the tablets were cracked.

"They are willing to do so. When A-li stops digging them, it proves that A-li doesn't blame them in her heart."

...

Xue Liangliang drove a truck to pick people up. In order not to block the village road, he simply dug a section into the land. Anyway, it was the land of the great grandfather, and no one would say anything.

Runsheng and his friends began to move the luggage. There were indeed a lot of things, and ordinary pickup trucks might not be able to fit them.

Li Zhuiyuan and A Li had said goodbye in the room. The boy and the girl had a tacit understanding and had no sadness of parting.

But when they went downstairs together, in front of Liu Yumei, the boy showed reluctance to leave, while the girl lowered her eyes and looked lost.

After Li Zhuiyuan got on the truck, he asked Xue Liangliang with some worry:

"Brother Liangliang, can you still drive?"

"Just sit there." Xue Liangliang started the car and said while turning the steering wheel, "Xiaoyuan, give me your cushion. I'll cushion my waist."

...

A few days after Li Zhuiyuan and his friends went to school, Aunt Liu also formally resigned from Li Sanjiang.

Li Sanjiang had expected it. Everyone had a simple farewell dinner. When the wages were settled, Li Sanjiang gave two extra red envelopes.

"One is for you, and the other is for A Li."

Aunt Liu looked at Liu Yumei, not knowing whether she should accept it or not.

Liu Yumei nodded: "Keep it, it's a gift from your uncle Sanjiang."

Then, Li Sanjiang took out a thicker red envelope and handed it to A Li carefully.

Although Li Sanjiang saw the girl's changes in the past year, he was still a little scared of her, especially when Xiao Yuanhou was not with her.

Liu Yumei's eyes narrowed, and she asked, "Old man, what are you thinking about?"

"This is for the child. Our little Yuan Hou is pitiful. His parents divorced and left him here alone. Fortunately, there is a girl here to play with him."

Liu Yumei saw that Li Sanjiang did not say "for the great-grandson's wife", and her heart was warmed.

She reached out to take it:

"I'll accept it for A Li. After I go to Jinling and see Xiao Yuan, I'll give him a bigger one."

...

After Liu Yumei's family moved out, Li Weihan and Cui Guiying moved in immediately.

With Li Weihan accompanying him to drink and chat, Li Sanjiang's life was not lonely.

For Li Weihan, this was already the beginning of his promise to provide for Uncle Sanjiang's old age, although Uncle Sanjiang was still very strong.

However, he still used this as an excuse to let his four sons take all the grandchildren who were sent to him back home, to take care of the old first and then the young, and he, Li Weihan, could tell the difference.

Soon, someone came to do paper-making.

It was a woman, who looked to be in her thirties, who looked quite honest and decent. She was from Shigang. Her husband died and she had no children. She left her husband's family. Her brothers in her natal family didn't like her very much. She wanted to work here and live and eat.

Li Sanjiang asked her to make a paper-making first. Unexpectedly, the woman was very skillful and made one very quickly. The paper figure was lifelike.

"Okay, it's you. Stay. By the way, you just said your name is Ying Hou. What's your full name?"

"Xiao Yingying."

(End of this volume)