Weird Calendar

Rainy night.

It rained heavily and there was lightning and thunder. The rain was so heavy that it seemed to be burying a mistake.

There are still thirty minutes left before a new day arrives.

Heavy rain has left the streets of Linxiang City deserted.

Occasionally, when a vehicle passes by, the driver will lament that this kind of rain rarely happens once in several years.

At the intersection of the commercial street, it takes a long time to see one or two people running in confusion on the street.

When you step on it, you can make a deep splash.

The rain has caused water to accumulate on the roads.

This is bound to be a scary night.

The lights are on in every house, some people are already nestled in the warm quilts, while others are still busy.

Some people looked at the scene outside the window and felt confused.

Among them was Ling Aozhe.

There are many things in life that are difficult to explain.

As a business giant and a person who built his own company single-handedly, Ling Aozhe was not someone who couldn't keep secrets.

He is also a person with strong intuition and luck.

His intuition also told him to believe in the existence of his daughter.

So he created a lot of momentum. At least in the eyes of the outside world, Ling Aozhe had a daughter.

His instinct also told him not to tell anyone else about this.

Ling Aozhe did very well, except for meeting Qin Ze today.

Indeed, when he first saw Qin Ze, he felt that this young man was worth getting close to.

Today at the cemetery, Ling Aozhe felt the desire to talk.

In fact, he really found the right person to talk to.

Because the answer Qin Ze gave was very satisfying to him.

Ling Aozhe was really happy, happy that someone thought the same as him.

But Ling Aozhe also knew that he seemed to have done something very dangerous.

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April 20, eleven forty.

Jane was in the villa one by one and had just spoken with the members of the board of directors.

Not long ago, Jian received a call from Gu Anxun one by one.

The intermediary between these two people is Li Lu.

As a reporter, Li Lu is also a very useful person.

After the recruitment of Canta, Jian Yiyi was determined to establish contact with Li Lu and Gu Anxun.

Of course, it is not to recruit them to join the official organization, but as private friends, hoping to get help in the future.

Li Lu and Gu Anxun were of course flattered.

After all, this is Jian Yiyi, the trump card of the official organization. Even if the leaders of various groups in the official organization are pulled out, Jian Yiyi will definitely be the one who reaches the top.

On the other hand, Jian Yiyi also checked whether Li Lu and Gu Anxun had disclosed Qin Ze's address to anyone.

After all, Gu Anxun couldn't bring himself to look for Qin Ze, so he contacted Jian Yiyi.

He also knew that Jian Yiyi's level was too high, so he was afraid of disturbing Jian Yiyi.

But he felt embarrassed when he asked Qin Ze to ask a psychiatrist.

However, Gu Anxun still didn't understand Jian Yiyi.

Jian Yiyi is the kind of person who, no matter how busy he is, even if he is fighting a bloody battle, can still kill people while still chatting and caring to his friends on the other side with his phone under his arm.

Gu Anxun was lucky. He didn't just emerge from the wolf's den and enter the tiger's den again.

Jian Yiyi did not recommend Feng Enman to Gu Anxun, but recommended psychiatrists from other cities.

For Gu Anxun, it is not troublesome to go to other cities to see a doctor.

Gu Anxun also brought valuable information. Qian Ji, the vice president of the Mutual Aid Association, was suspected of being a person from the past.

This can be regarded as repaying Jian Yiyi's kindness.

At this time, Jian Yiyi was standing in front of the window, thinking about whether everything that happened today was related?

"Ling Aozhe's daughter is fictional."

"Gu Anxun met an old-timer in a mutual aid group that didn't know the theme."

"Today's heavy rain came at a strange time."

"Ozawa mentioned that Ling Aozhe has a black aura of bad luck that can only be seen by an actuary."

Judging from what happened today, Jian Yiyi had a premonition that Ling Aozhe would encounter danger.

But at this time, Qin Ze, Duke, and Cheng Wan had already gone to Ling Aozhe.

Lan Yu is also on standby.

Jane looked at the heavy rain outside the window one by one and continued to think.

"What if I connected all the recent events?"

"The secrets of Ling Aozhe are known to more people."

"Nuwa disappeared mysteriously."

"The activities of the Hall of Heroes in Linxiang City are gradually becoming more frequent. Gao Jingzhi entered Linxiang City, and banker Lu Buwei also settled debtors in Linxiang City..."

"Ozawa dreamed of Prell from the killer organization, and by chance, he killed Medni."

"And Qian Ji mentioned by Gu Anxun...well, this name is very common. There are many people named Qian Ji all over the country, but by coincidence, there is a codename Qian Ji in the killer organization."

"Prell committed several crimes, all in Linxiang City..."

"It seems that Linxiang City has become the focus. Both the Hall of Heroes and the Assassin's Guild are moving towards Linxiang City."

In fact, there was a messenger entrusting Qin Ze with a mission, but this was too coincidental.

If Gao Jingzhi had not inadvertently revealed his true feelings in the realm of the old calendar, it would not have triggered Gao Jingzhi's death at the hands of the messenger, nor would it have triggered the messenger to entrust Qin Ze with a mission.

So Jian Yiyi believes that this matter should be independent.

Jane frowned one by one:

"I previously understood that all this was related to Nuwa's disappearance."

"But is it possible that all this has something to do with Ling Aozhe?"

"Even, is Nuwa's disappearance related to Nuwa's investigation into Ling Hansu?"

"There is another doubt. The protagonists of the Golden Calendar, the group of masters of the Old Calendar, seem to have existed a long, long time ago..."

"In other words, how can a person who has lived for an unknown number of years become the daughter of a person who is several dozen years old?"

There were too many questions, and there were obvious logical contradictions in some places. Although Jian Yiyi was good at analyzing, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Jane looked at her watch one by one. There are still nine minutes until twelve o'clock in the evening.

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Linxiang City, outside the Bianwei Building.

The heavy rain continued and became more and more intense. Apparently, the rain was still gathering momentum before twelve o'clock.

The two people holding umbrellas walked lightly. The rain was obviously very violent, but it could not leave any traces on the two of them, and it could not even wet their trousers.

"This day is changing so fast. The bug is about to be fixed."

"There are still some traces of the previous era, but everything will be liquidated on this rainy night."

Killer, heroic villain, Order, messenger...

All present.

On a night of heavy rain, the messenger holding an umbrella and the candidate for the messenger stood together and walked on the street.

One is tall and the other is short, one is strong and the other is thin.

The thin man, like the tall courier, wears a hat, a black windbreaker, and kicks a large suitcase.

It's just that his size is too thin compared to the messenger.

"By the way, senior, will my appearance make you feel uneasy?" said the thin young man.

"No." The tall messenger replied.

"Really? If I were you, I would be uneasy. After all, the appearance of a candidate, does it mean that the old calendar thinks that you will not live long?"

The young man's tone was calm with a hint of sadness.

The messenger said:

"There is another possibility."

The young man was puzzled:

"What's possible?"

"The number of Old Calendar believers has increased. This year's Old Calendar believers have surged compared to before."

"The number of people who break taboos is also increasing. The number of people who come back alive from the conscription will also increase. Our workload will become heavier, and the most important thing is-"

The messenger seemed unaccustomed to saying so many words at once. He paused for a long time before adding:

"The number of black and white old calendar people is gradually out of balance, and the number of black calendar people has almost caught up with the white calendar people."

"Those who are affected by the nonsense will gradually lose their minds, and those who obtain the manuscript of the Golden Calendar will easily reveal the secret."

"To put it simply, the workload has increased. You were chosen as the messenger by the old calendar, not because I am going to die, but because I am too busy."

The young man was more accepting of this answer.

He suddenly smiled. Because he really didn't want this senior to die.

"In the past few days, you will follow me and learn how I do things and how to hunt down the Old Calendar Ones."

"After these few days are over, you will start to work alone. Your presence will cause shock."

The messenger fell silent.

As long as there is no farewell, the young man is not very afraid. He smiled and said:

"Senior, do you think that bug will be fixed tonight?"

The messenger said:

"meeting."

He fell back into his taciturn mode.

Young people talk more.

Of course, maybe in the future he will become accustomed to the life and death of the Old Calendar and learn more and more secrets, and he will gradually become silent.

He said:

"This bug was first known to a woman in the Hall of Valor, and then she revealed it to the Killers' Guild."

"That's where it all started."

"The Killers' Guild has been investigating for a long time and found that this is indeed the case. There is no one named Ling Hansu in this world."

"But it's strange, senior, why can that person live to this day?"

The messenger still gave an extremely concise answer:

"Luck."

The young man suddenly realized.

Legend has it that the master of the old calendar always succeeds in everything he does, and his luck is incredible.

The only traces left by other masters of the old calendar are the stories in the manuscripts of the Golden Calendar.

But this Ling Hansu is different, she has strong luck and luck.

Everything she does seems to come with divine help.

The master of the Old Calendar cannot leave any traces in the world other than the Golden Calendar manuscript.

Otherwise, the entire world will try to erase all traces of its existence.

Because in this era, the gods are the strongest beings, and the masters of the old calendar who can control the power of the old calendar are not allowed to exist.

This is a seal and a curse, an "agreement" made after the war.

Outer gods, messengers, Old Calendar creatures, Old Calendar people, this is the only chain of survival in the Old Calendar realm.

The ruler of the old calendar is more like a myth and legend from long ago.

No Old Calendar Lord can leave a trace.

But that Ling Hansu was different, her luck was extremely strong.

People with good luck will do everything smoothly and smoothly.

What she wants to do is to leave a fortune and traces of her existence.

"She should have revealed traces of her existence in the form of Ling Aozhe's daughter, and there should be a secret buried in it."

"This secret is the whereabouts of that huge fortune. This is the ultimate treasure."

"And some of the luck directly affects Ling Aozhe himself."

"Because of this, Ling Aozhe, as the only person who remembers Ling Hansu and knows the trajectory of his survival, has not been erased."

"As a bug, he has survived to this day by relying on the strong luck left by the master of the old calendar."

"But he shouldn't tell all this to the woman in the Hall of Valor."

"Because every more person knows the truth, the higher the chance that the bug will be fixed."

"As of now...the bug is about to be eradicated."

The young man was chattering, which seemed very noisy compared to the messenger next to him.

He was actually deducing.

As a messenger reserve, he is also very capable.

But he really couldn't figure out why the woman codenamed "Nu Wa" didn't take away her luck herself, but told everything to the killer organization?

Today, the boy and his seniors set out to hunt down a person who revealed the manuscript of the Golden Calendar.

Messengers all have a certain degree of ability to interpret celestial phenomena.

Tonight's heavy rain, from the perspective of two messengers, one tall and one short -

It's just the world eliminating a bug. Tonight, there will be blood.

The young man held an umbrella, looked into the distance and said:

"Senior, tonight, there will be a special behavior in the old calendars of many old calendar people."

"Um."

The Messenger did not deny it.

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The clock struck twelve.

On June 8th, the 21st day of April in the lunar calendar arrived as scheduled.

The sound of the bell was drowned in the rainy night, and countless people looked at their calendars at this moment.

Jian Yiyi frowned. As a calendar person, he couldn't believe that such words appeared on his old calendar.

April 21st, Wuwu month and Dingyou day.

It is suitable to drink, paint, sculpt, and kill people.

kill.

Jian Yiyi really didn't expect that his calendar would also have an entry for a black calendarer.

It’s not just Jian Yiyi.

On this day, Lan Yu's calendar also showed a suitable time to kill someone.

Of course they don't kill people.

Trends must be done, but there are some trends that are impossible to touch.

Jian Yiyi frowned, and Lan Yu, who was far away on the other side of the city, also frowned.

Jian Yiyi thought of a certain possibility and called Lan Yu.

When she learned from Lan Yu that the other party was also interested in killing people, Jian Yiyi realized that things were not simple.

He suddenly thought of the previous connection.

"I am not a black calendar person, and Lan Yu is not a black calendar person. Both Lan Yu and I have the black calendar behavior of killing people."

"Then it seems that killing people have appeared on a large scale."

"It's the old calendar that wants someone to die."

"Oze said that Ling Aozhe is surrounded by black energy."

"And before, I felt that a large number of people from the Killer Guild were active in Linxiang City."

Although Jian Yiyi didn't know what happened, he seemed to connect some things together.

"Ling Aozhe will die."

He didn't understand.

Ling Aozhe knew the existence of the Lord of the Old Calendar and his life trajectory...

If he deserved to die, he would have died long ago.

But why today?

Nuwa, Ling Aozhe, the Killers Guild, the Secret of the Old Calendar, the Lord of the Old Calendar...

Many things were arranged in Jian Yiyi's mind.

He felt that he was about to guess the important secret.

You have to guess why Nuwa came to Xiangshi and why there have been so many strange incidents in Linxiang City recently.

On the other side, in the manor where Ling Aozhe was.

Qin Ze, Duke, Cheng Wan... ushered in the first wave of killers.