After seven consecutive days of snow, Haicheng ushered in a bright sunny day on the morning of the eighth day. People were pleasantly surprised to find that it was only one night. The snow that had accumulated almost to the knees had melted by a full two centimeters. After watching TV for a while and having lunch, the snow suddenly dropped by half.
When it first snowed, people were excited. When the snow kept falling, people disliked it for hindering traffic. Now that the snow is about to melt again, people have rekindled their love for it again. , playing in the snow.
The joyful atmosphere swept away the depression and melancholy before, because the news network had said that the snow in Haicheng would end on the eighth day, and the strange weather before would end together. Out of awe, I don't think all the experts are dry eaters.
Naturally, the world-destroying remarks on the Internet also followed suit.
In two days, it will be New Year's Day, the snow has melted, the roads are clear, and there are more and more people on the road, each one is full of vigor, as if everyone has met something good, and they are beaming. The depressing atmosphere before was different, as if overnight, the negative energy in the entire Haicheng disappeared, and everyone felt relaxed from the bottom of their hearts.
This is just the feeling of ordinary people. Those in the association who came to stop the ghost king's nightmare battle and have not had time to leave, they have a clearer feeling. It seems that overnight, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has become much richer.
Gui Gongzi sat in the hall of the association headquarters and said to everyone in the association: "The ability of nightmares is to create and swallow nightmares. Have you ever thought about why nightmares come to the world every few hundred years?"
Everyone in the association frowned and wondered.
Gui Gongzi: "The nightmares created by nightmares will eventually be absorbed by him, and then be suppressed by various methods. If you don't care about the process and only look at the results, the appearance of nightmares is essentially to take away nightmares and take away people's hearts. Darkness. Do you think my guess is justified?"
Everyone in the association fell into deep thought.
Gui Gongzi smiled slightly, leaving the contemplative people to return to the underworld. This guess is the conclusion he came to after combining the records of the underworld about the nightmare and the richness of the spiritual energy in the world today. He had discussed with Wu Miaomiao and Ji Lang before, if nightmares are really harmful to human beings, why would the underworld allow nightmares to reincarnate
So he made a bold guess, the nightmare is the regulation of human emotions through the passage of heaven through the underworld. It's like the big cleaning before the New Year's festival, sweeping away the filth and welcoming the new ones. However, when cleaning, the world will be a little turbulent.
City Criminal Police Team, Huo Mingzhi was squatting in the police station compound with a cigarette in his mouth and building a snowman. He decided to catch up with the trend. Before the snow had melted, he built a small one, took it home, and put it in the refrigerator. goods.
"Team Huo, the case." Yang Ming hurried out and greeted Huo Mingzhi.
Huo Mingzhi didn't care about the snowman in his hand, so he opened the door on the other side and got into the police car.
The car drove out of the police brigade, and Yang Ming's quick Huo Mingzhi explained the case: "Just now, someone reported the case and found a broken body in the river channel in the suburbs. "
Soon, the two arrived at the crime scene, and the doctor also rushed over. After a simple investigation, the doctor said: "It has snowed heavily these days, and the river has frozen, so it's hard to judge the time of death, but more than this one."
Huo Ming knew that his expression was condensed.
"There are a total of eleven fingers in it, three belong to men, and the rest belong to women." The doctor said.
"I'll arrange for someone to search for the body." Yang Ming took the phone and was about to find someone.
During this period of time, there have been apocalyptic messages circulating on the Internet. Many neurotic people really thought the end of the world was over, and they began to ignore the law. He guessed that after the snow melted, he must be busy, but he didn't expect the first one to be such a big case.
"No." Huo Mingzhi stopped Yang Ming.
Yang Ming was puzzled.
"I'll find the body, you can continue to follow up with the doctor." Huo Mingzhi walked back into the car, and called Ji Lang while driving the car to the city.
"Team Huo." It was Wu Miaomiao who answered the phone.
"Where's Ji Lang?" Huo Mingzhi asked.
"My husband is choosing ribs, we will eat steamed ribs at night." Wu Miaomiao said.
"..." I don't want to know what you're going to have for dinner, "cough... I'm looking for Ji Lang."
"Are you in a hurry? I'm queuing up to checkout now, and I can't walk away. There are many people lining up in front of me."
"It's okay to tell you." Huo Mingzhi thought for a while and said, "Didn't Ji Lang promised me before that Dahu would lend me a year?"
"You want to borrow a big tiger?" Wu Miaomiao understood.
"That's right."
"This is easy to handle. I'll give you an address in a moment. You can buy a pound of dried fish and go directly to Dahu." Wu Miaomiao hung up the phone and gave Huo Mingzhi the address of the villa via WeChat.
Huo Mingzhi glanced at the address, set the road, and an hour later, he appeared at the gate of the villa.
I pressed the doorbell, and after a while, a charming voice came from inside: "Hello, who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Dahu." Huo Mingzhi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him looking for a cat.
"Please come in."
The iron door opened with a click, Huo Mingzhi pushed the door in, walked to the living room door, knocked again, and then the door creaked open from the inside.
"Hello, I'm..." Why was there no one at the door.
"I'm here." The charming voice sounded again.
Huo Mingzhi lowered his head, and then the corners of his mouth twitched. Under his feet, stood an ancient version of a maid doll. The doll had delicate eyebrows and bright eyes, and at first glance, it was not a doll.
"Hello, I'm Huo Mingzhi." Huo Mingzhi tried to adjust his mentality, and said to the maid, "I'm Ji Lang's friend. I'm here to ask Dahu for help."
"I know you, you are the policeman who gave the cat owner a hundred catties of dried fish before." The maid doll covered her lips and smiled tenderly, "My name is Liu Mei'er, I am a beautiful girl who has been dead for more than a hundred years. ghost."
Dead for over a hundred years? Ghostly? !
Huo Mingzhi glanced at the villa, it was empty and unpopular, he couldn't help but say, "Is there anyone else in this villa?"
"No, it's my cat master." Liu Mei'er explained, "Mr. Ji wizards don't come often, so we live here."
A good Ji Lang, others are hidden in a golden house, but you are a ghost in a golden house. Personality.
"Where's the tiger?"
"The cat owner is basking in the sun on the balcony on the second floor."
Huo Mingzhi ran up to the balcony in three steps, and when he saw a big tiger lazily basking in the sun with a small plate of dried fish and a plate of milk, a burst of grief and anger suddenly surged in his heart.
The ancients did not deceive me. Sure enough, people are not as good as cats.
In the blink of an eye, the New Year is coming. Except for some people who are still struggling in their jobs (such as Huo Mingzhi, who is catching the murderer), people all over China are immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year. In particular, the previous cold air made many cities that have not seen snow for a long time suddenly found a kind of childhood festival atmosphere, which made this year more atmosphere than previous years.
After eating Ji Lang's carefully cooked New Year's Eve dinner, Wu Miaomiao nestled in Ji Lang's arms, using the Spring Festival party to sit in the background music, holding mobile phones and sending New Year's red envelopes to each other in the group.
Wu Lexin: [I didn't get the lucky money when I went home this year. My parents said that I was a college student, so I couldn't ask for the lucky money, and I was angry.]
Mo Jing: [I, my parents said they could let me graduate from university.]
Gongsun Lian: [I didn't receive the lucky money, but I have a better gift.]
Wu Miaomiao: [What gift?]
Gongsun Lian: [The patient in front of me just had an operation a few years ago, and after that, it will be my turn to have a suitable heart.]
Wu Lexin: [In other words, you may have surgery at any time to cure your heart disease.]
Gongsun Lian: [Hmm.]
Immediately, the group was filled with blessings.
After chatting with the roommate group, Wu Miaomiao switched to the studio group again. In this group, Wu Miaomiao also joined some time ago. After all, the proprietress can barely count as an employee.
Wu Miaomiao casually sent a red envelope in, with a happy new year.
Four red envelopes were robbed in seconds. Then, another series of four red envelopes appeared neatly in the group, each with a note: New Year's money for the doll.
Wu Miaomiao smiled and beckoned to the doll who was watching the Spring Festival Gala seriously: "Doll, come and collect the New Year's money."
Ji Lang looked down at Wu Miaomiao.
"Bei Fan and the others sent it to the doll." Wu Miaomiao showed Ji Lang the phone.
Ji Lang glanced at it, but didn't speak. His own phone had been vibrating since just now, and he planned to wait until after twelve o'clock before replying uniformly. Anyway, except for Wu Miaomiao. Others are not very familiar with him, and if he can reply um, he is already saving face.
The doll ran to the sofa, and on the mobile phone that Wu Miaomiao handed over, she skillfully pressed it and received the four lucky red envelopes.
"Come on, thank you." Wu Miaomiao pressed the recording function and faced the doll.
The doll is also very clever, clasping his fists with both hands, and said crisply: "Gong Xi Fa Cai, bring the red envelope."
After the battle of the ghost king, the doll used the contract formation to break through the limit, and accelerated the fusion of senses, and now he can learn to speak simply. Not from ghost-eating memories, but from the teachings of others.
Recently, the TV shows are full of festive New Year's programs. The dolls have watched a lot, and they are called proficient.
After Wu Miaomiao finished recording, the video was posted in the group, and the studio group of four met, their hearts softened, and Ding Ding Ding four new year's red envelopes were thrown over again. If it weren't for the WeChat red envelope restriction, they really wish they could put in more money.
Wu Miaomiao asked the dolls to collect money one by one, and then had an idea, and the video just now was posted directly in the circle of friends.
This time, Wu Miaomiao's cell phone tinkled again.
Wu Miaomiao opened it and found that almost everyone she knew sent her New Year's greetings red envelopes, and everyone left a message in the circle of friends, praising the cuteness of the doll.
People who didn't know the identity of the doll asked her how she made it. The doll looked like it could really move. It looked soft and cute. And those who know the identity of the doll, can't stand the charm of the doll, and they all capped off the red envelopes.
Even Liu Mei'er in the villa sent red envelopes to the doll. By the way, without Wu Miaomiao's knowledge, Liu Mei'er asked Dong Yongyuan for an ID card and registered for the live broadcast platform. It only took a short time. In a month, she came out of the circle with the most coquettish female voice in history and became a goddess of the house, of course, without showing her face. So the lucky money she gave to the doll was also earned by herself.
"Xiang Gong, dolls can make money quite a bit." Wu Miaomiao showed Ji Lang the success.
Ji Lang glanced at it, reached for the mobile phone on the sofa, and forwarded the video of the doll's New Year's greetings shot by Wu Miaomiao.
Then, Ji Lang's cell phone also dinged for a while, and the sound lasted for a long time, much longer than Wu Miaomiao's.
Ji Lang didn't even look at it, and put the mobile phone directly to Wu Miaomiao, who held the dolls and let the dolls be collected one by one. The doll poked and poked, and the fingers of the poking were deformed.
"My parents said that the red envelope will hit your card directly." Wu Miaomiao said after seeing Ji Lang's parents' WeChat account.
Ji Lang hummed: "You can take it out and save it for the doll."
Wu Miaomiao smiled and pinched the baby's face: "You haven't been born yet, so you have so much savings."
"Ahahaha..." The doll laughed proudly, touched the pocket, and took out a black chess piece.
"I know, I know, return the New Year's money your brother gave you." Wu Miaomiao poked the doll's head with a smile, "Go watch TV."
At this time, Wu Miaomiao found a new friend application in his WeChat. He opened it and saw that it was a stranger he didn't know. Just when she was going to ignore it, Dong Yongyuan's message came over: [Our president has added you to WeChat, Madam Boss, please pass it.]
Wu Miaomiao has a good heart. Seeing what Dong Yongyuan said, she casually agrees.
Ju Xiong added Wu Miaomiao's WeChat, and he was very aware of current affairs and threw a hundred-year-old red envelope over. Wu Miaomiao was not polite and received it directly. Then after a few seconds, a red envelope with the lucky money was sent again.
Juxiong: [For the doll.]
Wu Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, clicked on the Moments, and found that Ju Xiong had just liked the doll's New Year's greeting video.
Wu Miaomiao couldn't help tugging at Ji Lang's sleeve and asked, "The president of the association is suddenly so stupid, is this trying to ease our relationship?"
"Then let him post it every year." Ji Lang said.
"It's not easy to want a doll when it's an adult." Wu Miaomiao said.
"What others give to the doll is the New Year's money, and what the association gives is the protection fee." Ji Lang said.
Wu Miaomiao blinked, but did not respond.
"I'm the devil of the world. Only you can seal me in this world. Shouldn't they pay the protection fee?" Ji Lang said.
Wu Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and she lowered her head and started typing: [I will guard the nightmares in the future, you just need to remember to pay the protection fee every year.]
Juxiong: [… ]
Wu Miaomiao: [Disagree?]
Juxiong: [OK! How many?]Does he dare to disagree
Wu Miaomiao: [Hehe, it depends on your sincerity.]
Ju Xiong was silent for a minute: [I will hold a meeting to discuss and give you an answer tomorrow.]
Wu Miaomiao smiled and threw out her bank card number: [Pick directly into the card.]
After posting, Wu Miaomiao happily rolled in Ji Lang's arms: "Master, I don't have to go out to make money in the future. Just by looking at you, the association will give me a lot of money every year."
Ji Lang smiled dotingly: "You can add a few more points every year on the basis of inflation."
Wu Miaomiao: "Can I learn from the wealthy and rich, set up a public welfare fund, and think about where to do charity every day, ahahaha..."
"Ahahaha..." Seeing that the mother smiled, the doll also let out a hearty laugh.
Listening to the laughter of one big and one small, and looking at their smiling faces, Ji Lang's mouth moved slightly, his heart was like a warm sun.
If I became a nightmare to meet you, then in the next life, I would like to be a nightmare again.
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