Chapter 167

Chapter 162

Li Zhuiyuan indeed does not know.

Although he has a beginning that can be told, this beginning involves his own bet with Jiangshui, which is a taboo topic.

And as his bet with Jiangshui deepens, the level of taboo surrounding this topic will also deepen.

Even when Tan Wenbin was narrating his experiences of each wave to Grandma Liu, he deliberately skipped this part, only reorganizing the story according to the normal process of walking the Jiang and narrating it.

And excluding this part, Li Zhuiyuan really has nothing good to say.

To force a narration would mean describing how he actively dug ditches and guided the Jiangshui, shaping it into himself being attracted by this Jiangshui clue, starting from the lion dance, contacting Bo Qi Xing Ling (dream ghost), then pulling out the existence of the hand behind it, and finally taking the entire team to the amusement park.

Then, everything suddenly stopped.

He had a dream, took a nap, woke up, and the evil spirits and the black hand behind them all lined up in front of him and committed suicide.

From the boy's perspective, he can only tell such a fragmented and inexplicable story.

This story is not what Liu Yumei wants to hear, and it does not match the high-spec tea talk meeting that Liu Yumei specially prepared for this.

Liu Yumei was stunned for a moment, then immediately raised her hand halfway and frowned slightly.

She is not angry.

The old lady is not that kind of fierce person who doesn't know the severity of things.

She asked caringly:

"Xiao Yuan, what happened to you?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Grandma, for most of this experience, I don't remember."

Liu Yumei stood up, walked to the boy's side, reached out her palm, and gently placed it on the boy's forehead.

"Xiao Yuan, have you checked yourself to see if your memory has been sealed?"

"I've checked, it shouldn't be sealed, nor is it a stimulation-induced memory seal. Most likely, it was erased, or, self-forgotten."

"The Shanzhai inside this story, their methods are very special?" Liu Yumei withdrew her hand, specifically pointing to her own forehead.

"Mhm." Li Zhuiyuan nodded, "And the Shanzhai inside this story also has a very deep background."

"Say a little more."

"I was muddled, like I slept, and then I saw the Shanzhai inside the bandit stronghold and its backers, all dead."

"Just died inside the stronghold?"

"I can only see the scene inside the stronghold at the moment."

Liu Yumei suddenly realized a possibility, which is that in this matter, she might know more than the boy in front of her.

"Wait a moment."

Liu Yumei opened a cabinet, took out a stack of letters and placed them in front of the boy. On top was a thick envelope containing photos.

Li Zhuiyuan first looked at the photos one by one. The more he looked, the heavier his gaze became.

Inside the photos were scenes of extermination and misery.

The boy's thinking is very agile. Since Liu Yumei took these out for him to see, it means she thinks these things are related to his experience this time.

So, it is highly probable that this is the family of the black hand behind him.

The more than ten miserable gray-robed people he saw in the amusement park are not the entirety of this event.

In his original plan, he was to introduce Jiangshui, recognize the dream ghost as the Bo Qi Xing Ling, thereby stirring up a chain reaction.

Being able to cut off this hand is the completion of the plan.

But now, looking at these photos, he, who considers himself a radical, suddenly realizes that he is actually a conservative.

Because this is no longer cutting off a hand, this is killing the entire person.

Behind each photo, the time and address are noted. From south to north, they occurred almost simultaneously.

This is not just a household register, it is clearly a clan genealogy!

Li Zhuiyuan's breathing became somewhat rapid.

Although there are no clear clues guiding him, he now vaguely has a feeling that the protagonist of this event is not entirely himself.

Although the style is very similar to his, he cannot be so heavy-handed.

In the lost segment of memory, he is still himself, and his behavioral logic has not changed.

Limited by strength and many other factors, with his behavioral habits, he will only choose to stop when it looks good, ensuring he can break one hand.

Greater victory often requires greater risk, and he will not take on extra risk unless... in the lost segment of memory, he gained a greater reliance.

This reliance is so strong that it is enough to make him ignore risk assessment and actively pursue maximizing victory.

Is it Fengdu Great Emperor?

No,

Not him.

He can build a relationship with him, but the foundation of their relationship... is not familiar.

At least, he will absolutely not entrust the probability of adventure to the choice and protection of Fengdu Great Emperor. Moreover, the Great Emperor now seems to have a very big opinion of him.

Who exactly could provide him with such enormous reliance and allow him to truly trust?

One must know that he is originally a person who finds it very difficult to trust others.

Seeing Li Zhuiyuan finish flipping through the photos, Liu Yumei reminded: "First look at the letter from the Yu family in Luoyang."

"Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan opened that letter and looked at the content about the origin of the event from Fengdu.

He was not surprised by this. He had a feeling that this was expected.

The boy opened his mouth: "Then this family should be the backer of the Shanzhai."

Liu Yumei: "Don't worry, taking advantage of his illness to take his life, several families have already joined hands. Our family also helped out, as much as possible to clean up all the leftover fish."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I feel... there shouldn't be any leftover fish."

Since Fengdu Great Emperor has indeed made a move, if there are still leftover fish, wouldn't it be slapping the Great Emperor's face?

Liu Yumei smiled: "There are always some collateral branches or disciples and so on, not blood relatives, but still connected."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "I understand."

The old lady wants to exterminate the inheritance of the person.

The boy understands this very well. After all, this is what others did first, and now it is just returning in the same way.

As for the matter of him sending Qin Li and Liu Ting to dig up the ancestral grave, Liu Yumei just didn't go into detail. It's better to be an elder. Mentioning this matter in detail in front of a child would make her seem like a child herself.

However, she also knows that tonight's tea talk meeting is destined to not continue.

Liu Yumei picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said:

"According to your situation, losing memory, there are nothing but two possibilities.

One is being forcibly erased by others.

Two is that the segment of memory is too significant and cannot be brought out, only forgotten.

In fact, one and two are also common. The person who can forcibly erase your memory should also possess the strength to erase your own. But he didn't do so, so he should also be doing it for your good.

So, it's only the second possibility.

That is, you now, are unable to bear the pressure of this part of the memory."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded. He then connected this to Fengdu Great Emperor's 'returning home to worship ancestors'. It is very obvious that the Great Emperor knows about these matters.

But even with the Great Emperor's posture, he still needs to use the method of 'deception' to get him to Fengdu, which is enough to show the sensitivity of this matter.

Involving existence at that high level, even if it's just a dream, it is not strange for him to be forced to forget that segment of dream memory.

Liu Yumei picked up a piece of walnut crisp and gently took a bite:

"But according to your temperament, you will definitely be persistent in finding back that lost segment of memory. Grandma does not object to you doing so. After all, memory is like a segment of a person's life. It can be wasted, but it cannot be forcibly dug away.

Grandma just wants to remind you, in the process of you trying to find back this segment of memory, you must not be impatient and seek quickness. Be steady, and take it slowly."

"I understand, thank you Grandma for the lesson."

"Good, you just came back and are also tired. Wait until you find back that segment of memory, then summarize and organize it yourself, and see if it is suitable to tell Grandma. Go down and accompany A Li."

"Okay, Grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan stood up, preparing to leave.

Liu Yumei spoke again: "Xiao Yuan, thank you."

Li Zhuiyuan paused for a moment and said: "Family, you see outside."

Liu Yumei leaned back in her chair and laughed: "Even a birth mother and father, seeing their own child grow up and become the pillar of the family, will say a word of thanks and how difficult it is. Grandma saying this is not seeing outside."

"I haven't grown up yet. This family still needs you, Grandma, to continue supporting."

Liu Yumei shook her head: "Don't be afraid I'll laugh, I really don't like being in charge. I still remember the carefree and unrestrained days of my youth. Today, I experienced it again."

Seeing Liu Yumei say this, Li Zhuiyuan just followed her words to comfort her: "Grandma, you have a good life. Being born a young lady, others envy it."

"Heh, sweet talk." Liu Yumei pointed to the tea point on the table, "Take some down, it's enough for a meal, or if you're hungry at night, come up and get some yourself."

"Okay, Grandma."

Li Zhuiyuan came downstairs to A Li's study.

A Li is wearing a pair of light green embroidered shoes and a red lotus pod coat over her white sleepwear.

The girl is drawing and designing clothes.

Li Zhuiyuan leaned against the doorframe and asked: "A Li, are you hungry?"

Although he ate some snacks at Grandma Liu's, after being tired, people crave that kind of comforting soup.

The girl nodded.

"Then let's go cook something to eat."

The girl shook her head.

"What's wrong?" Li Zhuiyuan was a little doubtful. He turned and walked to the kitchen. He usually doesn't cook, but cooking some noodles or wontons is not a problem.

Walking to the kitchen door, Li Zhuiyuan saw it was covered with seal strips.

Placing his hand on the door, he didn't need to feel carefully, a feeling of extreme discomfort and nausea immediately transmitted over.

What exactly did Aunt Liu leave inside the kitchen?

Thinking carefully, Li Zhuiyuan somewhat understood.

Grandma Liu and the others obviously also detected the black hand he encountered this time, and they are also preparing for unexpected events for him.

Whether it is reception or revenge, in short, they have already decided to go all out.

This feeling of being protected and having a safety net is indeed quite good.

A Li also followed out, standing beside the boy and looking at him.

Li Zhuiyuan has the ability to tear off these seals, but after tearing them off, he still needs to process the things inside the kitchen and then use the pots, bowls, and ladles inside to cook something to eat. By the time he finishes, the sky will likely be bright.

"A Li, let's go out to eat?"

The girl nodded.

Li Zhuiyuan led A Li into her room, opened the wardrobe, picked out a set of clothes from inside, and placed them on the bed.

Then, he went up to the third floor to pay his respects to the ancestors of the Qin and Liu families.

His original intention was to find something to pass the time while A Li changed clothes and he avoided her, but he didn't expect that the door of the room where the ancestral tablets were originally placed was also covered with seal strips.

And the strength of these seal strips far exceeded that of the first floor kitchen.

Li Zhuiyuan again placed his hand on the door. Because of his action, several consciousnesses inside the room seemed to wake up and respond with a warning to him.

Even now, facing this kind of oppression, he still felt some difficulty breathing.

One must know that those things inside the room are sealed themselves, but they can still penetrate their own seals and then the room's seal with their breath and gaze, clearly transmitting them into his consciousness.

This must be a group of extremely terrifying and fierce things.

According to reason, these fierce things should not appear here. As long as one runs out, it can cause big trouble. They were obviously temporarily transferred here.

And the place that can move out so many terrifying and fierce things at once is the ancestral home of the Qin family or the Liu family.

Generations of Dragon Kings have walked the Jianghu and suppressed evil spirits. There will definitely be many fierce things detained back in the ancestral home for eternal鎮壓.

The old lady this time has really taken out the family's foundation.

With few family members, they just used evil spirits to make up for it.

If this group of evil spirits is really brought to the enemy's home, the seals are lifted or the transaction is completed in advance, it will absolutely bring huge shock, even disaster, to the enemy's home.

And the old lady herself will therefore be involved in huge cause and effect. Using the name of the Dragon King family to do things that privately release evil spirits to harm others, this is not only something that Heaven's way will be angry with, but even the reputation of the Dragon King family will be destroyed together.

Li Zhuiyuan at this time truly understood how heavy the 'thank you' the old lady said earlier was.

Seeming to sense that the boy who was touching the door board's seal was lost in thought, the fierce things inside collectively became restless, wanting to take this opportunity to strike down the boy's mind.

Li Zhuiyuan detected it, his gaze condensed, and he stared in front of him.

He is still not qualified enough compared to these big fierce things inside, but for some reason, when his momentum rose, a huge confidence naturally rose in his heart.

As if behind him, there was still a figure standing.

The momentum of both sides actually reached a kind of balance at this time. The boy was not suppressed.

Gradually, the fierce things inside also quieted down. They were sealed too tightly. Although they had many means, they could not display them. Since the momentum shock was useless, they were too lazy to continue wasting effort.

This can also be considered a kind of recognition from them. Since they were transported here, every person who goes in and out of this home has been probed by them.

Even A Li was disturbed by them so much that she couldn't play the zither in peace.

Li Zhuiyuan withdrew his hand and turned his head to look behind him, which was empty.

He clearly captured that feeling of his just now. Who once stood behind him?

He only lost his memory for two days. Who could have made him feel like he had reliance behind him in these short two days?

Going downstairs, A Li had already changed her clothes. Li Zhuiyuan let her sit in front of the dressing table and picked up a comb to comb her hair a little.

No need to coil her hair into a bun, just a simple comb will do.

Afterwards, the boy led the girl's hand and walked out the door.

It was already late at night. Not only had the cafeteria inside the school closed early, but the shops outside the school had also closed. Even if a few were still open occasionally, they were big stalls, and those kinds of places are not suitable for bringing A Li to.

Fortunately, he still has a small nest inside the school.

The campus is very quiet now. There are not many people on the road, but even if there are people, with the boy holding her hand beside her, the girl will not feel afraid.

Walking to the front of the affordable store, the store door was still open. After going in, he saw Lu Yi just boiling a large pot of things, with steam rising.

"God child brother, just right, I just boiled for them. Do you also want to come and eat some together?"

"What are you boiling?"

"Sauerkraut stewed big bones. You can eat your fill. I guarantee you won't make a sound."

Li Zhuiyuan approached and took a look. The sauerkraut fragrance was appetizing, and the big bones inside were rolling in the boiling soup. It indeed made people very appetizing. Besides, there were many dried goods inside the pot also boiling together.

"Lots of good things."

Lu Yi responded: "Right, they were all sent to me by my family."

"Won't it be too much of a waste?"

"Ai, what's this? Good things are only fragrant when everyone shares and eats them together.

Before, my dad and mom didn't have good benefits at that small meat processing plant, and they couldn't even issue wages. They could only use goods to compensate.

Two months ago, my dad signed an agreement with the town, semi-contracting the meat processing plant. Who knew that orders suddenly came. The first month stopped losses, and the second month turned losses into profits.

Although I still owe a lot of wages to everyone, at least I see hope.

I also don't know how my dad, an honest person for half his life, dared to do this. My mom, who is usually cautious, actually dared to agree and even accompanied my dad to borrow money from relatives everywhere for the contract deposit.

They didn't tell me beforehand. I just found out."

"Congratulations."

This year, indeed, many people made a fortune by relying on enterprise reform, but those were the ones who ate the meat. More, still lost and failed.

Lu Yi: "Small money, small money. The deficit in the account is still a lot. I need to slowly repay it."

"But you can at least go home to celebrate the New Year this year."

Lu Yi didn't go back during the summer vacation, but was busy working as a tutor to earn money.

"This is true."

Lu Yi put the big spoon on the edge of the pot, saw A Li, and was about to say that this beautiful girl was unbelievably beautiful and he had seen her before, when she came to the store to buy a can of Jianlibao.

But looking at the girl and the god child brother holding hands, his enthusiastic greetings immediately extinguished. He just smiled at A Li.

Then, he started cutting blood sausage into the pot.

A Li had also seen Lu Yi before. At that time, Lu Yi was like a long, red snake.

Now, naturally not, but his action of cutting blood sausage still made A Li feel a little interesting. She unconsciously used her finger to lightly hook the boy's hand.

No matter how clever Li Zhuiyuan was, it was impossible for him to guess that A Li was now thinking about the picture of the red sausage snake cutting itself down into the pot.

The boy just thought A Li was also hungry and laughed: "We'll eat in a while. Let's go see them first."

Lu Yi quickly said: "The doctor has already been invited. They are downstairs. God child brother, the blood sausage will be ready in a while. I'll serve it out for you first, then I'll send some down for them."

"No rush, Brother Lu Yi, you're busy first. I'll go down and take a look."

"Okay, simmer it a bit longer, it'll be more delicious."

Li Zhuiyuan led A Li's hand and walked to the basement.

Fan Shulin, who had already treated the wounds of the three people, was sitting on Tan Wenbin's bed and smoking with him.

"Mengmeng is from Shancheng, right?"

"Mengmeng?" Tan Wenbin exhaled a smoke ring, "Did she let you call her that?"

"I just feel it's more intimate to call her by her true name."

Tan Wenbin looked Fan Shulin up and down for a bit and reminded him: "Brother Fan, listen to my advice. You are a surgical expert, and your profession doesn't match hers."

"Brother, what do you mean by this? Don't I have a little opportunity to develop? Does she have a boyfriend?"

"Not yet."

"Then how." Fan Shulin patted his white coat, "Although my salary is a little low, my work is a little busy, and my career development is a little narrow..."

As he spoke, Fan Shulin's voice also lowered, only stubbornly saying: "At least I'm not old."

"Brother Fan, if you want to find a girlfriend, I can help you keep an eye out, but some women are really not suitable."

"Ai, I know. She's beautiful, I can't guard her."

Is Yin Meng beautiful?

Tan Wenbin really hadn't paid attention to this.

Perhaps they are too familiar with each other, so they naturally won't care about each other's appearance. Besides, not everyone is like A Li, who makes you feel extraordinary at first glance.

"Brother Fan, don't worry. I'll help you keep an eye out. There aren't many girls in our department."

"Then what are you saying this is?"

"But there are many boys, ah. You don't have to be so strict about gender."

"Hahaha!"

The two of them laughed together.

Originally a relatively awkward topic, it ended quite suitably in this way.

However, after laughing, although Fan Shulin indeed extinguished his feelings for Yin Meng, he also fell into a certain melancholy, feeling a sense of sorrow that a segment of feeling had slipped away from him.

Tan Wenbin turned his head and reached out to shake off the cigarette ash.

He knows that men who haven't been in love are most likely to supplement and perform a world of emotional twists and turns for themselves when they have little contact with a girl and when the girl doesn't have much feeling for them.

"I'll go see the other two." Fan Shulin extinguished his cigarette, stood up, and left the room.

He just walked out when Yin Meng pushed open the door and came in.

Tan Wenbin carefully observed Yin Meng.

Yin Meng: "What's wrong?"

Tan Wenbin: "I really can't say. Ever since Aunt Liu helped you whiten last time, you are really quite beautiful now."

"Is that so?" Yin Meng propped open her hands and deliberately spun around in place, "Thank you for the compliment."

"No wonder divine doctor Fan came running immediately as soon as you called him. Looking good indeed has advantages."

"Then it's no wonder my shop had no business before. Was it because I wasn't good-looking enough at that time?"

Tan Wenbin rolled his eyes at her and scolded with a laugh: "Even if you were as beautiful as a fairy, what would be the use? Who the hell would buy a pair of coffins at your shop just because you look good."

Yin Meng glared at Tan Wenbin.

The door was pushed open. Li Zhuiyuan, holding A Li's hand, stood at the door. Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng immediately put away the playfulness on their faces.

"Brother Xiao Yuan."

"Brother Xiao Yuan."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Sorry, I made it awkward for you."

Yin Meng lowered her head, holding back a laugh.

Tan Wenbin: "How can that be, ah? It can be lively even when serious."

Li Zhuiyuan asked: "How's your tailbone?"

"I need to rest for a while. I won't be going back to the dormitory during this time. I'll just recover here. Mengmeng will take care of us."

Saying that, Tan Wenbin handed the dormitory key to Li Zhuiyuan.

Yin Meng shrugged, obviously defaulting to it.

Li Zhuiyuan said to her: "Then you've worked hard. Usually, cook more good food and supplement them."

Yin Meng: "Okay."

Tan Wenbin wailed: "Don't, ah."

Li Zhuiyuan and A Li left. He had already visited the unconscious Runsheng and the sleeping Lin Shuyou earlier.

Yin Meng closed the room door, reached out and patted her chest, saying:

"Brother Xiao Yuan's cold jokes are so cold they make me a little scared."

Tan Wenbin reached out and rubbed the corner of his mouth. He had shouted too exaggeratedly just now and had pulled the corner of his mouth.

"Normal. When A Li is by Brother Xiao Yuan's side, Brother Xiao Yuan can be more human-like. We also need to consciously cooperate."

"I'm still more used to Brother Xiao Yuan's previous way."

"The kind that whips you and ties you around the neck, and makes you do whatever he tells you, that makes you comfortable instead?"

"What kind of nonsense metaphor is this?"

"The words are rough but the meaning is not rough."

"Indeed."

"Heh, I see you've been staying with Runsheng for a long time and learned his way of thinking, throwing off your own brain as well."

"Nonsense, Runsheng is very clever."

Tan Wenbin deliberately pinched his throat: "Fine, ah. Our Runsheng Hou is very clever. Very clever is great wisdom like foolishness."

...

After Lu Yi went downstairs to deliver the rice and dishes, he came back upstairs and ate with Li Zhuiyuan and A Li. However, he sat at the counter side.

"Brother Lu Yi, you can sit closer."

"No need, God child brother, I'm just right to eat and check accounts at the same time."

"You are truly hardworking. You can go back and inherit the family business when it's done."

Lu Yi shook his head: "The nature of the enterprise hasn't changed. It's not my family business."

"I misspoke, sorry."

"Haha, it's me who's too serious, God child brother. That, actually, I want to make a name for myself. I quite like this way of dealing with people and doing business."

"Then wait until the stronghold owner comes back. You can exchange more with him. He has many ideas and not a few capital."

Stronghold owner refers to the name on the operating license of this store.

Xue Liangliang is a guy who is detached from low-level interests. He clearly has the ability to make money, but his desire to make money is very low. He only thinks about two things now:

One is to build the motherland, and the other is to return to Nantong.

Lu Yi also didn't refuse and directly said: "Okay, when the stronghold owner comes back, I'll ask him for advice."

Next was a relatively quiet time for eating.

Lu Yi sitting at the counter alone was actually not for checking accounts. He finished his tasks for the day. It is impossible for him to not finish calculating the accounts so late at night. But no matter how you put it, people have auras. If he sits with the god child brother and that girl, he doesn't feel comfortable eating.

However, sitting a little further away and watching them eat is a kind of enjoyment, even better to watch than the TV drama "Dream of the Red Chamber".

Eating while watching them, even the big bone in his hand seemed to have an elegant taste.

Tracing the source, the actors in the TV drama are eventually acting, but for A Li, this is her life.

It's a pity that Aunt Liu usually doesn't come to the store to buy things, otherwise they could have had some common language with Lu Yi.

After finishing eating, Li Zhuiyuan sent A Li home.

When he is not tired to the point of coma or overdraft, he also doesn't feel right sleeping in A Li's room, although he indeed likes the texture of A Li's bedroom carpet very much.

"A Li, I'll tell you the story of this time in a few days, when I remember it."

After bidding farewell to A Li, holding the dormitory key that Tan Wenbin gave him, Li Zhuiyuan opened the dormitory door and returned to his room.

After washing, he prepared to go to bed and rest.

Li Zhuiyuan changed the position of the bronze mirror and opened the room isolation array.

With just this simple action, Li Zhuiyuan was stunned.

He somewhat doubtfully surveyed the array that he had personally arranged. Deep in his heart, a feeling of how crappy this arrangement was actually arose.

After thinking simply, a new arrangement plan immediately appeared in his mind. He can integrate the way of Fengshui into the array. This way, when opened, it can not only isolate this room, but also block external noise interference.

The secret methods in the black skin book have made huge progress, and his achievements in arrays and Fengshui have also undergone a qualitative leap.

Li Zhuiyuan spread open his palm and opened Walking Yin.

In the middle of his palm, a cluster of black karma fire appeared.

With a light flick of his fingertip, the karma fire began to rotate and jump.

With a little more concentrated control, this black karma fire actually successively changed into the shapes of small cats, small dogs, elephants, and other animals.

Honestly, this kind of change is useless in actual combat.

But the previous him could not achieve such fine control techniques.

So,

In the segment of memory that disappeared, was I working hard to learn?

To a certain extent, omitting or fast-forwarding the painful process of hard learning and directly reaching the learned state, this ability would make all students greedy and drool.

However, Li Zhuiyuan was not only thinking about these.

He walked to Tan Wenbin's desk, took out a book, then lay back on his bed, and turned on the bedside lamp.

He actually doesn't have the habit of reading before going to bed. After putting the book on the bed, he would go directly to sleep.

But today, he made an exception.

The boy held the fifth volume of in his hand.

When flipping the pages, he could smell the faint scent of sandalwood from the paper. Of course, the content above is already something that he doesn't need to review at all.

But after finishing reading the introduction of each dead fall type, when he saw the line 'destroyed by the orthodox way' below, the guess in his heart began to become thicker and thicker.

Just like Liu Yumei at the beginning didn't associate the news of that family being exterminated with her own Xiao Yuan, Li Zhuiyuan was also like that.

This is no longer a light under the black, this is a sunspot.

Li Zhuiyuan can no longer avoid it. When several clues appear, the most impossible answer almost becomes the only one in a certain sense.

There should still be many people in this world who can teach him about arrays, techniques, and Fengshui, but few can reach the level that allows him to achieve a qualitative leap in a short period of time.

The most important thing is, he also needs to be taught the secret methods in the black skin book.

This thing is not something anyone can learn. The other person in this world who knows this secret method is currently suppressing himself under the peach tree forest.

He also needs to meet him and trust him.

He also needs to be willing to help him.

Even if it means not hesitating to help him scheme against Fengdu Great Emperor.

So,

It's only you, ah,

Wei Zhengdao!

Although the memory has not been specifically found back, after confirming the base point of Wei Zhengdao, the cause and effect context of the whole matter becomes clear.

Because you can not care about 'specifically how to do it', because Wei Zhengdao is there, things that could not be done before can often become possible. Then, with him as the center, things can be pulled together.

It's just, Wei Zhengdao is still not dead, right?

No, according to his habit of inferring others, the loss of this segment of his memory has nothing to do with whether he is dead or not, as long as he continues to follow his previous behavior mode.

That is, if he is dead, he is happy; if he is not dead, he will just go up and add another knife, and then hold a grand funeral for him.

Li Zhuiyuan put down the book, extinguished the lamp, and started to sleep.

Although he said he had already slept for two days and two nights after returning, he did too much work in his dreams and did not really rest well.

That night, Li Zhuiyuan had a dream, a very sloppy and simple dream.

In the dream, he saw a fuzzy figure sitting on a cute little white horse, accompanied by the sound of a nursery rhyme, going up and down, continuously rotating.

Li Zhuiyuan was just in this shallow and simple dream, looking at him, happily sitting on the rotating wooden horse over and over again.

When the boy woke up the next morning, that catchy nursery rhyme still echoed in his mind: "Father's father, what's his name..."

Li Zhuiyuan is good at physiognomy and fate. Interpreting dreams is just a small skill, but even he really can't interpret this kind of strange dream.

In the early morning, Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the room. He wanted to take A Li to the playground to walk and let her gradually adapt to the outside.

"God child brother, God child brother!"

Lu Yi stood at the door of the store, waving to this side.

Li Zhuiyuan walked over.

"God child brother, the stronghold owner called and is looking for you. I was just about to go to your dormitory to call you."

"Thank you, Brother Lu Yi."

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the counter. The call had already ended. Usually, when the other side calls him, he will call again after a while. Of course, he can also call back proactively, depending on whether he cares about this little phone fee.

The boy pressed a button, flipped through the call history, and looked at the area code of the number.

Indeed: Nantong.

...

There are two kinds of existence that are most difficult to understand at the edge of the water.

One is dead fall, you don't know where it is located.

One is fishing enthusiasts, they are everywhere.

In the early morning, one, two, three... a group of fishing enthusiasts gathered at the edge of the Jiang, throwing out their fishing rods.

On the road behind, there were bicycles, tricycles, motorcycles, and even a Santana car parked.

Yesterday, someone here caught a big one and excitedly hung it on the car head. They weren't in a hurry to go home, and first strolled three circles around the streets.

When people riding cars encountered vehicles or pedestrians blocking the road, they would ring their car bells. He kept pulling the mouth of that fish.

News spread, and this early morning, a group of people gathered at this fishing spot.

The cold wind in the winter morning was bleak, and everyone was shivering from the cold, yet no one dared to retreat.

Because it is more painful than gaining nothing oneself to hear that someone nearby caught a big one here after one leaves.

However, right now, their attention was attracted by a young man at the other end in the distance.

When the young man came to the edge of the Jiang, he even waved and greeted them, then took off his clothes and placed them beside him, pressing them down with a stone.

Immediately, he leaped and jumped into the middle of the Jiang.

At first, everyone thought he came for winter swimming.

The youngest here was already over thirty years old, only sighing constantly: After all, they are young people, with strong vitality.

After the young man jumped into the Jiang, he quickly floated back to the shore.

Then, the young man started his second jump into the Jiang.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh: After all, they are young people, not only with strong vitality, but also truly he 娘 persistent.

Afterwards, they boasted to each other about how tough and strong their bodies were when they were young.

The young man floated back to the shore for the third time. The young man seemed anxious and started shouting at the Jiang surface:

"Hey, wife, I've come to find you, I've come to find you!"

After shouting several times, the young man jumped down into the Jiang water again.

A crowd of fishing old brothers looked at each other:

Bad, not good, this guy didn't come for winter swimming, he came to die for love!

Human life is precious. The old brothers immediately threw down their fishing rods and equipment and desperately ran towards here, but they could no longer see the figure of the young man.

The Jiang water is vast. If he really drowned in it, they wouldn't even know where to fish for him, because it's very close to Chongming Island here, and it won't take long to be rushed to the sea.

Just when everyone was anxiously circling around, they turned around and saw that the young man had actually floated out of the water again and came to the shore.

He was very excited and kept shouting: "Hey, why don't you pay attention to me? I've come to find you, I've come to find you, ah!"

The old brothers immediately swarmed up and pulled the young man up. The young man still wanted to struggle, seemingly wanting to continue jumping into the Jiang. The old brothers simply pressed him under their bodies and tied him up with fishing line first.

Then, everyone stopped fishing and started surrounding the young man, acting as life mentors for him and enlightening him on his relationship problems.

For middle-aged men, chatting like this is not less enjoyable than catching fish.

Everyone scrambled to use themselves as examples. Well, mainly this year, it's early in the morning and they can run to the edge of the Jiang to fish without staying in bed. No matter how good their relationship is, it can't be that good.

Xue Liangliang was a little tearful and could not laugh, but to escape, he could only pretend to listen carefully, then continuously 'enlighten', then 'suddenly realize', then 'sigh', and finally 'swear'.

The old brothers finished talking with dry mouths and tongues, yet were still full of relish. Seeing that the young man had indeed seen through the vanity of love, they helped him untie the fishing line.

After Xue Liangliang continuously thanked them, he ran away from the edge of the Jiang.

When he ran, the old brother who rode a motorcycle even followed him for a while behind, preventing him from changing his mind and continuing to jump into the Jiang to commit suicide.

Finally, Xue Liangliang simply sat on that old brother's car and let him take him to the town. He found a small shop that had just opened its door and picked up the phone.

Lu Yi received the call. He went to call Xiao Yuan.

Xue Liangliang pursed his lips at the side, rubbed his hands, and counted the seconds to wait.

At this time, the phone rang, and he immediately answered.

"Hey, Brother Liangliang, it's me, Xiao Yuan."

"Xiao Yuan, my wife doesn't want me!"

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The beginning of the month is the most competitive time. There is no double monthly ticket activity this month, so there is no need to save tickets. So, everyone who has tickets in their hands, please vote for the Dragon now. Hold tight everyone!

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