As for Luo Ting's death, she finally did it in a low-key manner at Zhang Li's request. She did not accept any interviews from the media that heard the news, and even took the initiative to take legal action against those bad reporters. Take it to court. Those drug dealers who were arrested and brought to justice were naturally punished, but the news media who spread news on the Internet and caused the identities of anti-narcotics police officers to leak should also be guilty. This woman hopes to use this method to make the country pay more attention to Regarding the relevant system to protect the families of police officers, on the other hand, she did not want her son Luobei to be affected too much by this incident.
On the day that Luo Ting's body was brought back, Zhang Li and Luo Bei went to pick them up together, and when the man with the national flag on his body lay there silently, the still very young face was silent, Zhang Li, who was trembling all over, suddenly grabbed Luo Bei's hand, and finally couldn't help crying.
Naturally, Xiao Nanzhu knew about these things. From a personal point of view, he also hoped to help Zhang Li and his son, so after thinking about it, he found Li Zhonglin halfway through the back door. As for the result of this lawsuit, this The mayor gave Xiao Nanzhu full face both from a moral and human perspective.
"The news media industry is supposed to spread correct values and real-time news information, but nowadays, in order to attract the public's attention, many practitioners really lack basic professional ethics. You must know that those soldiers who are fighting on the front line are protecting us. Safety of life, if we give back to them in this way, we are killing their lives without a doubt..."
Leaning on the sofa and watching Mayor Li on the TV, Mayor Li faced the reporter's interview with such a serious attitude. Xiao Nanzhu did not expect that a person like Li Zhonglin who was unwilling to be on news programs for thousands of years would also take the initiative to speak out about this matter. However, after this incident, at least there will be a change in the news media industry. After all, the fate of the sentenced reporters is also there. Although they have the right to publish reports as journalists, this incident happened to the Luo Ting family. The incident was undoubtedly a manslaughter, and for the follow-up related to this incident, Xiao Nanzhu's last concern also ended with the smooth departure of Zhang Li's mother and son.
For the next few days, Xiao Nanzhu hid at home and did not go out. There was no update on Weibo, and he would never accept it. Situ Zhang said he was out drinking with him, but he didn't go, and he was hiding at home every day to work. It's about the resurrection of the third year of junior high school.
After returning that day, Xiao Nanzhu wanted to use the Jianzi Jue from the Twelve Jue to build a new place for the soul of the third grade. At that time, the third grade happened to be injured, so a new calendar was urgently needed. The paper contained his own souls that had not yet spread out again. Because those human medical institutions have no way to heal the wounds of the gods, they can only let the Li Shi as a way of borrowing luck from Peng Zu to heal the wounds of the third grade. Naturally, Xiao Nanzhu learned this method from the calendar. He also knew little about the story of Peng Zu, a mythical figure. However, there have always been stories about Peng Zu in traditional Chinese folktales, and in this calendar There is also a special mention in the scriptures.
Peng Zu is a pioneer of Taoism in the pre-Qin period in China. There are legends that he was a person from the times of Yao, Shun and Yu, and some people speculate that he should be a leftover of the Huaxia people. Sima Qian once clearly mentioned the existence of Peng Zu in the historical records. Because his own life experience is a mystery, the first person in the Dapeng Kingdom has never even been identified in various old books. The specific year and era, but the most famous point of Peng Zu himself is not his intricate identity, but It is that all legends and stories mention Peng Zu's immortality without exception.
Immortality is what many ancient emperors in China were madly pursuing. Many emperors did not hesitate to spend terrifying human and material resources to do everything possible to send their subordinates to look for elixir. Most of these people initially went for this Peng Zu, but later Also because they are not related to immortality, most of them return without success, because many people have misunderstandings about immortality, so they do not understand that even Peng Zu himself cannot make such a magical elixir that can make people immortal. In the calendar, the life story of Peng Zu is mentioned in detail from another angle.
Peng Zu was indeed the remnant of the Huaxia clan. At that time, the Huaxia clan had already fallen to the brink of disappearance. Because of an unknown disaster and the gradual blood fusion of foreign clans, Peng Zu was on the verge of disappearing. Therefore, while studying Taoism and calendar calculations, he also learned from the signs of all living beings in heaven and earth that Peng Zubaiji will be closely related to the old yellow calendar in the future.
If A does not open a warehouse, the property will perish; if B does not plant, a thousand plants will not grow; if C does not repair the stove, disaster will inevitably occur; if D does not shave his head, the head will suffer from sores.
These formulas based on the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches are the Peng Zu Baiji created by Peng Zu. To a certain extent, Peng Zu used this method to completely perfect the old yellow calendar, because the reincarnation of each day comes from the replacement of the sun and the moon. The replacement itself has its own rules, and the daily luck and fortune can be speculated and calculated accordingly. This is a fixed and inevitable process like a set program, and if it is said that the Yellow Emperor is the first to create the almanac calendar. A calendar teacher, then Peng Zu is another calendar teacher who injected divine power into the almanac itself and carried it forward, but if these are put into place now, it is naturally helpful for Xiao Nanzhu, who has already started to ponder the calendar. very large.
First of all, the memory of Shangsi in the third year of junior high school has recovered, and this kid seems to be no longer resistant to the matter of resurrection and reconstruction. In addition, the incident that happened in the market before seems to have made him a lot more favorable to human beings, no matter which one Calling the Luo Bei'e child the same old lady who was willing to save him in a crisis, this gave this old calendar god who knew very well in his own mind a little confidence, and for this, Xiao was the most satisfied. Nanzhu himself.
Whatever he wants to do, he has to be willing to do it. In the third year of junior high, he finally recognized himself and overcome his inferiority complex. Although his character can only be like this because of acquired reasons, some things in his bones have really been found, so It doesn't matter whether he is called the third grade or Shangsi. After all, Shangsi is dead, but the third grade is still there. His deep love for human beings prompted him to finally find his divine power, and what Xiao Nanzhu has to do Naturally, it is to help the third year of junior high school to rebuild a new body of calendar paper while retaining the memory.
As mentioned earlier, this method of construction needs to be based on the premise of completely depicting the spirit of the calendar on the calendar. San's spirit is completely rubbed in the past. This is a method that will not hurt Li Shen's own vitality at all. It will not need to be repeated. It is just like a new body. His level was very questionable, and on this point, the cautious Xiao Nanzhu bluntly used a sneer to make the third grader keep his mouth shut.
"Master Li...you...you try your best to draw me like Wu Yanzu, okay..."
"Shut up, and then I will draw you like Wang Baoqiang."
Hearing this, the third grader, who had no complete body shape, immediately closed his mouth in fear, and then even aggrievedly hid in the calendar to completely escape the opportunity to witness all the miserable things, but Xiao Nanzhu worked hard. With a pen in his hand, it is impossible to start. After all, if you usually ask him to draw a square, he can draw a circle. Naturally, this portrait of a landscape, insect and fish is also difficult for him, and in this case, his omnipotence Her boyfriend, Mr. New Year's Eve, naturally came out to help, but this technique must be done by Li Shi himself, so after thinking about it on New Year's Eve, he directly hugged Xiao Nanzhu's body from behind, and then held His hand guided the paintbrush for him, and his face turned slightly red and he did not speak.
"Well, this pose is good..."
Xiao, who was not ashamed or embarrassed, laughed when he saw this. The ambiguous tone in his voice was shameless. Because he was close to him on New Year's Eve, he sighed helplessly when he heard the words, and Xiao Nan sighed helplessly. Zhu Zhu was bending over and feeling the hands of New Year's Eve and his own. When the brush with the scratches fell and the golden light drew a little bit of the outline of the human figure, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and said,
"New Year's Eve, who drew you in the first place?"
As soon as he said this, New Year's Eve's figure stiffened. Xiao Nanzhu turned his head and glanced at him, but saw the ugly red-clothed Lishen who didn't want to mention it. Xiao Nanzhu, who saw this situation He raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and after New Year's Eve looked at him, it took a while before he opened his mouth and said,
"Master Li... I don't remember."
This answer is a bit gloomy, but it seems to be the truth of New Year's Eve. Xiao Nanzhu has never been very clear about the complicated and distant past events about him, but Xiao Nanzhu is not willing to talk about things that his great beauty is not willing to say. Zhu also had a way to make him take the initiative to tell himself, thinking like this, Xiao Nanzhu simply patted the back of New Year's Eve's hand with the other hand. He raised his hand to pick up the wolf and dipped it in some cinnabar. On New Year's Eve, he only felt that the tall and straight man pinched his chin and looked at it for a while, and suddenly he used the soft tip of the pen to drop a few strokes between his eyebrows.
"Master Li... eh?"
There was a deep surprise in his eyes. On New Year's Eve, Xiao Nanzhu honestly remained motionless and let Xiao Nanzhu do whatever he wanted, but he couldn't help but feel nervous, but Xiao Nanzhu smiled and said nothing until he finally finished writing. After that, he slowly retracted his hand, and then looked at the face in front of him, which was embellished with cinnabar, and the end of his eyes was red and brighter, and the face was so beautiful that it was so graceful in the world. Then he said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to New Year's Eve,
"No matter who painted it, it's not as good as my painting... Come on, beauty, give me a smile."