Cen Jin woke up after being drunk, saw Zhou Man being thrown in the bathroom, was silent for two seconds, drew his knife in anger, kicked open the door of the hut in the woods, and rushed for Ding Yqing with murderous intent.
After searching all over the two floors, he didn't see anyone, so he came to the door of his bedroom, intending to kick the door, but was reminded by Li Manyun and Yutong who were holding red umbrellas: "K is gone."
Cen Jin: "Where are you going?"
The two little ones shook their heads.
Cen Jin looked at Tong Lingtou, who shivered: "I don't know either, the whereabouts of the Great God have always been a mystery. I used to rarely go to the hut in the woods, but only recently stayed there often, so it is impossible for me to know where the Great God is going. "
He pondered for a few seconds, took back the sickle and hammer, and found an iron wire to pry open Ding Yqing's door. Tong Lingtou worriedly advised that it was not a good thing to do. If Huang Quan's secret was discovered, he might be silenced.
Cen Jin was afraid that there would be no Xin Mi, so he blocked the copper bell head and walked in by himself.
The master bedroom has an unexpectedly large space of about 40 square meters, and the decoration is quite warm. There is a bathroom at the entrance, which is equipped with a series of bathroom special products such as Yuba, bathtub and solid wood bathroom cabinet, which seem to be used.
Cen Jin pondered, does Ding Yqing still need a bath? Is it not enough to soak the underground reservoir for three thousand years
It may be that the yellow spring water has entered the brain.
Going inside, the floor is covered with coffee-colored solid wood, the walls are light-colored wallpaper, a bookshelf in the middle divides the room into two spaces, the space on the side of the door is set as a small living room, and a small living room is placed on the wall. The desk is covered with white paper and brushes.
There is an antique projector on the bookshelf, and the price is fantastic just by looking at it.
Behind the bookshelf is a double bed, there are traces of sleeping on the left, the sheets are messy, and the right is neat and clean. Cen Jin thought that Ding Yqing usually sleeps on the left, but when he looked closely, he saw that the messy place was covered with dust, and he couldn't help revealing his face. stunned.
Cen Jin squatted down to look at the bed on the left. Not only was it full of dust, but the sheets were also yellow. He couldn't help feeling horrified. Why is Ding Yqing's personal hygiene habits so bad? He couldn't bear to start, feeling that there would be a lot of bacteria.
Looking around, Cen Jin saw a mahogany chair next to the bed, next to a bookshelf, and an upside-down book next to it. The location was clean, and it seemed that people often sat there reading books.
Cen Jin's heart suddenly moved, and he squatted beside the mahogany chair. Sure enough, as long as he looked up, he could see the messy big bed. He suddenly had a strange feeling, as if the furnishings in this room belonged to another owner, even if it was full The dusty bed is also a trace of the man sleeping.
And Ding Yqing sat in this position, seeing the sunset from the sunrise, and did not go to clean the dust, for fear that the last traces would be removed.
Cen Jin rubbed his arms: "It's a little perverted."
Or rather, lunatic.
Cen Jin suddenly didn't want to take revenge on Ding Yqing, so he hurriedly exited the master bedroom. After all, the owner of the master bedroom was probably not Ding Yqing, and it would be his fault if he destroyed it at will.
After exiting the cabin in the forest, Cen Jin was stunned when he saw Zhou Man eating the hotel breakfast at the table.
Zhou Man bit the toast: "Hi."
Cen Jin hesitated for a moment, then walked up to him and asked, "What's the matter with your message to Brother Di?"
"The siren head?" Zhou Man said, "Nothing else, it's just that I complained at the door and let it be heard, and it's always broken. But I know that you will definitely go to Kunlun, Hainan, after all, the prophet, no other The ability of fortune-telling is very strong.”
Cen Jin hesitated: "Look, do I have fortune?"
Zhou Man: "No."
Huang Mao: "You don't even count."
Zhou Man: "You can tell by looking at your face. Your ancestors were poor for three generations."
Huang Mao: "What does my ancestor's poverty have to do with me?"
Zhou Man: "You happen to be the third generation."
Yellow Hair: "..."
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Zhou Man lowered his head and muttered something, so he leaned over to listen.
Hearing him sing "We workers have the strength, hey, in order to seek liberation, lift up the sledgehammer", and when he sang the sledgehammer, his eyes kept glancing at Zhou Man, Zhou Man felt that he just wanted to hammer everything to death. Feudal thought such as fortune-telling.
Cen Jin scratched his neck, sat across from Zhou Man and asked, "Do you still want to die? A dog told me that you weren't dead, and after he encouraged me to rescue you, let you deal with it yourself. By the way, do you still want to go back to your hometown? I will pay for your cremation, or do you like burials? Burials are too expensive, so I can only buy a piece of land in the countryside."
Zhou Man thought to himself that he was really poor, and while chewing on toast, he said, "After dying once, suddenly I don't want to die again."
Cen Jin: "Do you know Huang Quan?"
"What?" Zhou Man pretended to be stupid.
"Stop pretending, Ding Yqing won't save you for no reason unless you have a deal."
"Ding Yingqing? Huang Quan's name? Well, there is indeed a deal, but it was three thousand years ago. He seemed to expect that the Queen Mother of the West would besiege him, so he found me in advance, and promised to give me a life, let me in a certain Sometimes he calculated the Queen Mother of the West according to his plan and got mad at her or something. At that time, I was thinking what if I didn’t get the bitch of the Queen of the West, what if I didn’t start a business and the middle road collapsed, so I couldn’t get mad at her
So although Huang Quan's brain circuit felt a little abnormal, he still chose to agree.
Unexpectedly, he kept his promise. "
"You also think Ding Yingqing has a sick mind?"
"A powerful Lezi man." After a pause, Zhou Man said, "Correct, Lezi God."
For the purpose of making a child, he doesn't care about others, and he can even kill the Queen Mother of the West in order to anger.
Cen Jin suddenly realized, so when Ding Yqing said that he had a deep hatred with the Queen Mother of the West, he was actually deceiving him.
"What are you going to do in the future?"
"Travel around the world."
"Have you ever taken an ideological and political course in college?"
"… Have."
"Are you interested in teaching?"
"Not interested in."
"There is a sea-view house in a residential area in Kunlun, China, with a total area of 140. I usually go to class occasionally. Whether I teach or not depends on fate, I can play freely, and I can also set up a stall for fortune-telling. If you miss the world's red dust and fireworks, you can freely enter and leave Kunlun in China. "
Zhou Mansecond was heartbroken: "Are you recruiting a university teacher?"
He is not highly educated, and it is very hard to apply for a university teacher, but if he teaches children, he really can't handle it.
"Only the middle school level is required, and most of the students are adults." "I will consider it."
"You can agree anytime. Also, Brother Di has also moved to Kunlun in China."
Zhou Man didn't expect that he would become friends with Siren Head. You must know that Siren Head in the ghost country lives in isolation. He doesn't like eating human flesh and breaks his mouth. He loves gossip but is socially afraid. friend.
"You're quite unusual." Zhou Man whispered.
"what?"
Zhou Man smiled, shook his head and said nothing. In fact, when he predicted that such a person would slaughter the Queen Mother of the West, who made him extremely desperate, three thousand years ago, he had been thinking about what this person would look like and what his personality would look like.
I thought about many kinds of looks, but I never thought that he was a mourner.
In the only few contacts, Zhou Man was worried that he was too depressed and timid, that he would not take the initiative and dare not fight, that he could not afford the main commander of major battles, and that he was afraid that he would be gloomy and psychopathic, and eventually he would create a big devil.
Unexpectedly, he didn't kill indiscriminately, and he also made friends with Weird.
Zhou Man: "I'll go back to my hometown first, and then I'll find you after I figure out some things. By the way, if that little friend Tu asks you to ask questions, he will say that I'm going home and invite him to drink the wine I brewed next year. Thank you."
'I have the purpose of wine, with the heart of Yanle guests', such a famous sentence comes from the Western Zhou Dynasty.
In the old tradition of the Western Zhou Dynasty, guests and friends were entertained with the best wine.
After speaking, Zhou Man went out and left.
Cen Jin watched his back, and felt that something heavy had left him, making him look light and airy, with no soul, nowhere to rest, and the world was so big that he looked around at a loss.
When Kunlun Hainei waits for a 3,000-year-old ideological and political teacher, it may be the time when his feet are on the ground and his soul has something to rely on.
In the afternoon, Wang Lingxian and the others sobered up. A shrill scream broke out in Yu Wen's room, and he rushed out and shouted angrily, "Who stole my stuff?"
Huang Mao lowered his head in the room and pretended not to hear, but the good thing was that Wen didn't find anything missing, thinking it was because his wine was too poor, and he quickly became miserable. Instead, Totem went out at noon and came back to ask Cen Jin.
Cen Jin didn't want to deny it, but he still asked, "Why do you think it's me?"
Totem: "Funeral home from the boss to the staff said: yellow hair."
Huang Mao was so annoying.
"He left, went back to his hometown, and said he would invite you to drink next year." Huang Mao mourned.
Totem's face was much softer, and he said, "Thank you." After that, he stepped forward and prepared to leave.
Huang Mao was stunned: "Senior brother didn't ask me why I stole the corpse, didn't I wonder why Zhou Man was resurrected?"
Totem: "You have a secret, you don't have to say it if you don't want to. It's enough that I know you don't have a bad heart."
Cen Jin said 'oh', but he didn't know how to deal with the kindness of his brother who had been with him for less than a month.
"But I have to report back to the agency and the official, so I still have to make a new cremation record. After all, the funeral home was stolen and I am willing to take it privately, but other procedures have to go through again and need some money to take care of." Totem pursed his lips. , said: "I'm doing penance, and I can only help pay half of it in advance."
Cen Jin had an ominous premonition and his voice trembled: "How much?"
Totem: "I'll try my best to help you get to four thousand."
Cen Jin: "..." Squeeze the mother dog and force Ding Yqing to explode in situ.
***
The next day, Cen Jin and his party went back to Mi University and handed in the weekly test diary. The group's scores were extremely high, and it was the personal score. Huang Mao's name was too eye-catching, and it could pass the line.
Originally, the genius team was an excellent mix configuration, but as a result, the yellow hair line flew over, what kind of rotten strength did it have
Everyone in the forum was discussing the group's trip to Qianchuan, talking about Huang Mao, and then inquired more closely. It turned out that on the day of the major and strange incident, he was in a coma with diarrhea and high fever for two days, and suddenly sighed: Huang Mao is really weak.
Regarding this matter, Cen Jin didn't know. He went to the forum to find a part-time job, and was not interested in other gossip. He just glanced at the red post and went to the part-time job list.
Back to Mississippi University, the two-day classes are weekends, and there are no supplementary classes. Yu Wen and the others each have their own activities. Cen Jin also found a part-time job, and everyone did not get together.
After finishing his part-time job on Saturday, Cen Jin went back to Huaxiang to change his clothes and was about to leave the shift at night. He passed by Du Li's house and felt unusually quiet, so he stopped and knocked on the door. After a long while, a middle-aged woman whose face and lips were as white as a critically ill patient came to open the door and stared at Cen Jin gloomily.
"Aunt Du?"
"...Ah, Xiao Jin, are you ready to go to work?" Aunt Du reacted slowly, recognizing Cen's future, she lowered her eyelids and stared blankly at the patterns on the ground, then raised her head and said with a smile, "Aunt Du is not feeling well today, I will do it another day. Braised pork please."
"It's not urgent. Aunt, what about Sister Du Li and Uncle?"
Cen Jin looked at the back room through the slap-sized door, and saw that it was pitch-black inside, and there seemed to be a shrine in the depths. A strange red light was shining in the darkness, and he could smell the strong fragrance of Buddha.
He remembered that no one in the Dolly family was religious.
"Du Li lives at her boyfriend's house, and your uncle is still in the hospital. I plan to go over to accompany your uncle tonight." Aunt Du whispered, her eyes wandering, as if she was looking for something.
Cen Jin: "Is that so? But Sister Du Li broke up with her boyfriend."
Aunt Du: "It's reconciled. It's normal for young people to get on and off."
Cen Jin nodded, "Aunt, I'll go first."
Aunt Du: "Okay, bye."
Saying goodbye, she stared straight at Cen Jin. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he turned around and walked a few steps, but the next moment a gust of wind swept over her legs. Retreat subconsciously.
The door was released, Cen Jin pushed it open, and ran past Aunt Du to the depths of the room, where he saw a shrine glowing crimson, with a black skull emitting an ominous smell, and a lot of Buddhist incense and a bowl of blood burning in front of it. .
Cen Jin has seen a lot of people with disgusting or terrifying appearances. The black skull in front of him can be said to be a small scene, but his reaction was extremely strong. Down.
"I didn't want you to see it." Aunt Du came behind him at some point, put a white cloth over his nose and mouth, and cried, "Aunt doesn't want to hurt you, your sister is cursed, there's nothing I can do."
"… "
Cen Jin didn't have time to speak, his vision blurred and he fainted.
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