Corpse Retriever

"So, Liang Liang, does this mean that the idols dug out of the river workers and the coffin prying open in the farm have a history of at least 300 years?"

"Yes, it can be understood like this, but it is strange that the three hundred years is indeed long, but it will not let you have a local sacrifice custom about" Baijia Niang ". The old man also had no impression of her.

But the local mind remembers it was clear. We also dug out her temples. The text records and realistic relics are available. It is not possible to have no reservation in folk customs. This is strange. "

Li Zhanyuan shook his head and said, "Liang Liang, a retired old professor once told me that existence is not necessarily reasonable, but there must be reasons for existence."

"Xiaoyuan, do you mean, there must be a reason if there is no existence?"

"Well, I think that the mother -in -law may not be suitable for sacrifice, nor is it suitable to evolve into a custom. Her image, or the image of Baijia and Baijiazhen, maybe it is very large with what we think. Enter.

I just watched the local records you brought back by Brother Liang Liang. It did record a lot of deeds about Bai Jianiang. They did do a lot of things in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. But it is generally lacking ...

At the end of those strange stories, the descriptions such as ‘the local people miss her, build a temple statue, and the incense are constantly”.

But the records about Baijia Niang's record here are really just records. If you ignore it once or twice or not, it is okay, but all related records are not written.

However, there are many other related temples in the local area. The heroes in reality, the monks in the monster, and even the prince of the Dragon King in the East China Sea have the record of me at the end.

Even if the incense is bad now, you can find at least a festival temple.

Therefore, I think there is an inevitable reason for the isolation of the Baijia Niangniang and the local folk customs.

Their deeds are 'cutting monsters and demons', but their behavioral purpose may not be for ‘shelter’. "

Xue Liangliang looked at Li Zhiyuan again. He had forgotten that this was the first few times he looked at this elementary school student.

"Liang Liang, do you remember the appearance of the temple dug out of the river worker?"

"Remember, it is very small and very aggressive. If it is not the height of the idol, I even doubt that the people who build the temple will imitate the specifications of the land temple beside the village road."

"There are also chains ..."

"Yes, the chain, the statue is tied with a chain, and the other end of the chain is connected around the temple. It is difficult to push off the temple without smashing the chain without smashing the chain."

"Then it should not be used for sacrifice, more like suppression."

"Suppression?" Xue Liangliang showed a sudden look, "Yeah, isn't that, how can this use this image accepts incense sacrifice!"

Immediately afterwards, Xue Liangliang paced a little excitedly:

"The layout and text on the coffin over the farm are also stating that they are suppressing. Are these two Baijia Niangniang's behavioral logic, isn't it right?

But how can the people do not appreciate this way of giving up their righteousness? "

"If Baijia Town only pursues the process and does not pursue results?"

"Xiaoyuan, you mean that what the Bai family ladies want to suppress the evil spirits. As for whether the suppression is the evil spirits, how is this evil spirits coming?

Ah ... If the evil spirits were released by themselves, they were raised by themselves, and they would be suppressed by themselves. The people did not read them well, but they would avoid them.

In this way, it is completely spoken. "

"Um."

Li Zhanyuan nodded. In "The Records of the Rivers and Lakes", there are many records of Xuanmen Xie Xiu's death. This gang of guys who pursue corpse rising are the same.

In their group, there is a relatively large common common awareness, that is:

The lake is a corpse, and the river is the ladder, and the river enters the sea, so it will be ascending to Tianmen.

Nantong is located at the entrance of the Yangtze River, and Chongming Island is the gateway to the Yangtze River. Isn't it equivalent to the entrance of the group of people?

The evil road Xuanmen in the upper reaches of the mountain city either spending his own skills to raise his corpse or the nest dove to occupy the coffin of others. After the opportunity is mature, he goes down the river and go straight to the sea. It takes a lot of time and energy to plan.

The Bai family was simpler and more simply, and forcibly "suppressing evil spirits" directly at Tianmen, and rushed to the right foot on the right foot.

Thinking of this, Li Zhanyuan couldn't help but put his hands and rubbed his temples. Their group was surprised that there was a set of world views that could be substituted in the world.

"Xiaoyuan, this is why your sister's grandparents will die tragic. Although the owner of the farm has not found it, he may have been killed.

It stands to reason that it should not be.

If the Bai Jianiang is the party of justice, the seal in the porcelain bottle is the evil spirits, why can't the evil spirits can't wait to harm the benefactor who put it out, and they are so ruthless and don't leave any room?

Therefore, it was the one who was really embarrassed and began to kill. "

Li Zhanyuan also looked at Xue Liangliang with a doubtful eyes.

You know, Xue Liangliang has not seen "Rivers and Lakes", but he can analyze very deep things through conventional clues.

"That Zhao Hequan..." Xue Liangliang was still concerned about his classmate, "Isn't it that the lady of the Bai family in Hegong has targeted him, and all the revenge is concentrated on him?"

If it's just an offense, then just apologize and say something nice, but if you have ruined someone's good deeds, then you will incur their revenge to the death!

Xue Liangliang wondered: "But why did the lady of the Bai family forgive you and me? No, this has nothing to do with you, should she let me go?"

"Maybe, she can only choose one person."

The scene in the dream that night was very clear. The woman could only take one away. For this reason, she hesitated many times between herself and Zhao Hequan. It seems that she noticed a little bit of her own specialness, which made her very entangled for a while.

"Ah?"

"It's in the book."

"Oh, there is also this rule. Isn't Zhao Hequan doomed?"

"I feel so."

"Then we..." Xue Liangliang waved at Li Zhuiyuan, "Hurry up and set up the altar. Seize the time to completely break up with her!"

When Xue Liangliang thought that the other party did not forgive him generously, but was temporarily unable to deal with him, he felt the urgency.

"Okay." Li Zhuiyuan felt that what Xue Liangliang said made sense. He pointed to his cabinet, "Brother Liangliang, the snacks are inside, and there are wooden stools outside. You pick them up and put them on two tables. Note that they are even numbers... Put four on each table. I'll go downstairs to get incense, candles and paper money."

After assigning the tasks, Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs and took the candles and paper money. When he came up, Xue Liangliang had already set up two small altars in the bedroom.

The two immediately began to offer sacrifices.

...

In the east room, Qin Li, who was originally sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.

Liu Yumei, who was fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan and resting with her eyes closed, also woke up. She gently covered her granddaughter's face with the palm-leaf fan, blocking her sight, and said softly: "Be good, it's okay. They are the ones who are trying to break the last cause and effect. You should have a good rest. We still have to go to play with Xiaoyuan tomorrow morning." Qin Li slowly closed her eyes. Liu Yumei looked at the screen window, through which she could see the night sky outside. After a long time, she said to herself with a slightly sarcastic tone: "What era is it? You are still dreaming that kind of beautiful dream?" However, just when she closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep again. The next moment, Liu Yumei and Qin Li opened their eyes together. This time, Qin Li's eyes were deep, and rarely, when she was not looking at Li Zhuiyuan, her pupils showed clear focus. Liu Yumei's expression was also a little more solemn than the last time, but she still held the palm-leaf fan and swung it back and forth above Qin Li, as if she was cutting. Qin Li looked at her grandmother beside her. Liu Yumei said, "Be good, this is not for Xiaoyuan, go to sleep, don't play too much tonight, otherwise you will be exhausted, and you don't want to see Xiaoyuan with two dark circles under your eyes, right?" Qin Li closed his eyes again. Liu Yumei felt a little lost. She had gradually gotten used to it. It was sad but useful to communicate with her granddaughter in the name of Li Zhuiyuan. She got up and got out of bed. Liu Yumei opened the screen window and closed the outer window, completely isolating herself from the outside. "Out of sight, out of mind, go to sleep." After the sacrifice, Xue Liangliang was responsible for cleaning up the ashes of the burnt paper. He was always very careful in his work. When he came back, he saw Li Zhuiyuan looking at him: "Brother Liangliang, look at your arm."

Xue Liangliang rolled up his sleeves and looked at it. He found that there was no trace at all. He immediately asked excitedly:

"No trace at all, Xiaoyuan, how about you?"

"I don't have any trace either."

"Huh..." Xue Liangliang breathed a sigh of relief, "So we are done now?"

"Well, it should be, it's your classmate, Brother Liangliang..."

The two of them were disconnected, and the goddess Bai could focus all her attention on revenge.

Xue Liangliang was not very sad, but touched his forehead and shoulders in turn with his hands, and said:

"The Lord will bless him."

Li Zhuiyuan's mouth was tight, and he wanted to laugh.

He could feel that Xue Liangliang was sincere when he said he wanted to help his classmates, but this did not prevent him from letting go of the plot of helping others after he found out the terrible seriousness of the situation.

Xue Liangliang stretched out his hand and rubbed the tip of Li Zhuiyuan's nose, saying:

"Everything, you have to think more open-mindedly. If you want to live a happy life, you have to learn to refuse emotional consumption."

As he said that, Xue Liangliang turned around and asked, "The shower room is in the back, right? I'll go take a shower first."

Looking at his back as he left, Li Zhuiyuan slowly fell into deep thought.

Xue Liangliang's words touched him.

Perhaps, it was because he had been thinking about how to play himself well that he would become less and less like himself.

…

The walls of Li Sanjiang's bedroom were covered with statues of gods.

These were all bought in one go at the temple fair the year before last, and then thrown into the cabinet and never used. Today, they were all used.

There was a painting in which the old man in the painting had a kind face and a celestial spirit. Li Sanjiang placed him in the center.

He thought it was Laozi, but in fact...it was Confucius.

After a day of hard work, he was indeed tired. After the decoration, he went to bed early.

Then he dreamed.

It was very strange, it seemed that he had been having unusually frequent dreams since he had performed the luck-changing ritual with Xiao Yuanhou.

This time, the dream is not on the top of the town health center, but on the road.

Turning his head to look at the right side, there is a familiar door. On the side of the door, he also had a brand that he had kissed many times during the day.

Behind it, footsteps came.

Li Sanjiang looked back and saw the petite figure slowly coming out of the shadow, with great resentment.

Without hesitation, Li Sanjiang ran directly into the police station.

The girl stood outside the police station, her expression was poisonous, her mouth closed one by one.

The threatening sound was clearly heard when she dreamed on the first night, and she was going to die by herself; when the tractor beaten a child, her voice was blurred.

Now, now,

She could only watch her small mouth and keep it together. Although she couldn't hear it at all, she should scold very dirty.

"hey-hey."

Li Sanjiang smiled and lay down.

When he encountered the reason, he didn't mind pulling down his old face, asking for a soft talk, and even letting him kneel down.

But in the end, the evil spirits have changed, and some people can communicate, but some people cannot communicate.

When I encounter this kind of, it is a waste of energy to take care of her.

At least in the dream, Li Sanjiang had seen the world. How to say is the leader who jumped with a group of zombies in the Palace Museum in the dream.

Therefore, Li Sanjiang lay down directly, his hands raised his hands, and put it on his belly button.

I'm tired, sleep up.

Outside the house, Xue Liangliang wiped his hair and walked out of the shower room. He watched the willow tree obliquely opposite the house.

The willow branches kept swinging, as if being blown up by the wind, but strangely, he didn't feel the wind here.

"Strange, why can't the wind blow in?"

He didn't think much about it. The main encounter today is too bizarre.

When I returned to the bedroom, I saw Li Zhanyuan sitting in front of the desk and opened the lamp to read the book.

Take a closer look and find that the words on the top are dense and small, and they are too small. I can't help worrying:

"Look at such a small word at night, it is easy to be myopia."

"No, Liang Liang, look at it, you can recognize the content by feeling."

"So amazing?" Xue Liangliang didn't think that Li Zhanyuan was talking about false words, and went to bed first.

The characteristics of the old -fashioned wooden bed are spacious enough.

"Xiaoyuan, do you sleep outside or sleep?"

"I can."

"Then I still sleep outside. Children have a sense of security inside."

"Um."

"When are you going to sleep?"

"I will take a shower and sleep for a while."

"I think, just take these interests and hobbies, you still have to spend more care."

"Well, I know."

In the past, Xue Liangliang would definitely persuade a few more words, but today, he couldn't persuade it. Think about it carefully. Busy.

Therefore, he couldn't help but change his tone: "Xiao Yuan, it's really interesting to think about it. Before the day before yesterday, I really didn't expect that there was such things in this world, but I don't seem to be afraid. Not afraid, but not so panic. "

"Fear originated from unknown. Brother Liang Liang, you all found out Bai's mother's hometown, what else is terrible."

"Indeed. However, do you say, do you want to read a book in this area? Do you recommend it?"

Li Zhanyuan hesitated and said, "These books are my grandfather. I can't be a lending to you. You have to ask me first."

"Forget it, you are doing this business for your grandfather. These books should be his baby.

In this regard, Xue Liangliang was wrong.

For so many years, Li Sanjiang has just put so many boxes of books in the basement.

"Xiaoyuan, what is the phone number in your village, let's leave a contact information?"

Li Zhanyuan reported the phone number of the village committee, and by the way, the phone in the village's small sales department also reported.

Generally, the people in the village want to call them to go to these two places. When there are calls outside, they come here. When they say who wants to find, they will hang up after they are looking for.

Li Zhanyuan remembered this phone number, and he also looked forward to his mother who could call herself, and the mother did not live up to her expectations, and never hit it once.

"Forget it, let me write it." Xue Liangliang got out of bed, walked to the desk, wrote the number with a paper pen, and sighed.

Although Li Zhanyuan kept reading, he could still use his mind and said, saying, saying, saying:

"Brother Liang Liang, do you want to say that one day in the future, every family will install a phone call?"

"Will there be this day, do you believe it?"

"I believe, but now it seems that the paging machine is popular."

A few years ago, the BP machine began to enter the country, and it was rapidly popular. The young people in the city were proud of a BP machine with a waist.

"I'm preparing to do one, then I will get it together, send you one, what, Xiaoyuan?"

Li Zhanyuan shook his head: "I can't use it."

"Oh, yes." Xue Liangliang patted his head, "I said to buy snacks and toys for you, but I forgot to me. After I returned to school, I sent it to you."

"Thank you Liang Liang."

"Then I fell asleep first." Xue Liangliang went to bed again, and soon, he fell asleep.

After watching the volume in his hand, Li Zhanyuan went to the shower room to take a shower. When he passed the bedroom, he also clearly heard the snoring sound of the grandfather across the door panel.

It seems that the grandfather sleeps very fragrant.

Back to his bedroom, put a new toothbrush in the washbasin, then climbed to the inside of the bed, lay down, and slept.

The next day, Xue Liangliang woke up very early.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

He has a characteristic that he often sleeps while sleeping at high sleep quality. He only needs half of the sleep time of others to get better energy recovery than others.

Opening his eyes and glanced at Li Zhanyuan, who hadn't woke up next to him, Xue Liangliang couldn't help but think that if the child really admitted to Haihe University and became an alumni in the future, it would be fun.

He gently wrapped off his hands and saw the new toothbrush in the washbasin. He picked up the washbasin, was ready to wash, and just opened the door.

"Damn !!!"

Xue Liangliang was scared to the ground and fell to the ground, and washed a cup towel and toothbrush.

Anyone opened the door early in the morning, and a little girl stood silently at the door, fearing that she would be hacked.

Li Zhanyuan was awakened, hurriedly got out of bed, ran over while rubbing his eyes, holding Qin Li's hand with the other hand, urging:

"Liang Liang, you go to wash."

"Oh, okay."

Xue Liangliang immediately picked up things and went out. If he didn't know, Li Zhanyuan couldn't get a bruise in the body.

Because Li Zhanyuan held A Li's hand, A Li's body was already trembling, which was a sign of upcoming.

Originally, according to past habits, Li Zouyuan could sleep lazily. Even if A Li came to wake up, she would quietly come in and waited for herself to wake up.

It's just that Xue Liangliang slept here last night and interrupted this habit.

Moreover, because of his throat, he shouted the breakfast time of the whole house.

After the washing, when I was eating breakfast, Zhang Ye in the village's small sales department shouted here: "Uncle Sanjiang, call!"

"Oh, come!"

Li Sanjiang pinched some pickles in, and then walked with chopsticks with porridge bowls and walked towards the porridge.

When I came to the Sales Department, I waited for a cigarette kung fu, and the phone rang again, answered, it was called by Yingzi Aunt Chen Xiaoling.

The phone said that the owner of the farm has been found. The widow's home in the town, the widow is quite affectionate and is about to give him a funeral.

As a result, things were not found. It was said that the singer was also here, and they were often together.

The singer is not a local, and the workplace has also been asked. It is said that people do not come to work without saying hello last week. The registered identity information is also fake.

At present, the doubtful jewelry and porcelain bottle are in the hands of the woman, but it is very difficult to find her now.

Zhou Hai should be suspected of being washed up and will be released at noon.

Chen Xiaoling anxiously asked what the couple should do, because she had a nightmare last night.

Li Sanjiang comforted her a few words, and told her to wait for Zhou Hai to come out, and the two went to the Wolf Mountain branch to burn a fragrance.

Chen Xiaoling asked a little bit?

Li Sanjiang also suggested that they have burned the other four mountains, that is, Junshan, Huangni Mountain, Ma'anshan, and Jianshan.

In fact, it is useless and useless, Li Sanjiang has no score in his heart. He mainly does not want to continue to harmonize.

Yesterday, she and the white family mother were also broken, and the evil break was also broken.

He could no longer commit this trip to the muddy water for the Zhou Hai and his wife, but did not collect money, and he was not a close relative. That thing was so fierce. Why?

Besides, it is what they are greedy and cheap, and they have long been reluctant.

Thinking about the fragrance of the five mountains, Chen Xiaoling was full of confidence. He kept grateful to Li Sanjiang on the phone, and then hung up the phone with the second number of seconds.

Zhang Ye said with a smile: "Uncle Sanjiang is really too much now. When I went to Shigang wholesale Department to purchase goods, I heard someone talking about you."

"It's not a good thing, it's a good thing, come, come, give me the big front door."

"Okay."

This is a kind of tacit understanding in the village. You can't let people run for you. You have to buy something when you pick up the phone, even if you buy two sugar for your children.

When I walked home with the cigarette, when I walked to the intersection that was about to turn in, I saw Xue Liangliang walking out.

"Uncle, I went back to school."

"What, are you leaving?"

"Well, I asked for a day off."

"Then be careful on the road."

"Hey, okay, uncle, I will see you again in the future."

"hehe."

Li Sanjiang laughed and waved his hand twice, and he had a breakfast after he slept and had a breakfast. He didn't make up for his great -grandson. This college student was fine.

When I was about to go inside, I saw someone rushing to themselves in the distance. I was familiar with it. After thinking carefully, I remembered that this seemed to be the youngest son of Niu family and Niu Fu.

The man quickly got off the bicycle, pushed towards Li Sanjiang, and said anxiously:

"Uncle Sanjiang, please go and see my dad again, my dad is wrong."

Li Sanjiang frowned and said directly: "Well, it still happened, but that's nothing to do, it was the number of God's will."

Joke, Li Sanjiang is not selling televisions in the mall.

"No, uncle, really, not only my dad is in trouble, but also my second uncle and my aunt. Everyone is panicking and asked me to come over and ask you to go and see again."

"That won't do. That won't do. I can't handle making an exception once. If you keep making exceptions, how can I live? My coffin hasn't been painted yet."

"Uncle, really, please, now the family can only count on you." As he spoke, he took out a red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Li Sanjiang's hand.

Li Sanjiang's attitude was softened by the thickness of the red envelope.

"Then... I can only go and take a look. Actually, if something really happens, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to do anything. All I can do is to pray for you young people, protect you, and purify the feng shui."

"That's great, that's it, you can do this, really, we are very grateful."

In fact, they, the young people, are not so concerned about the three old people, but they are worried that after the three old people have accidents, they will be the next batch.

"You go back first, I have to pack up and prepare here, and go there in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay, uncle, we will wait for you at home."

After the other party rode away, Li Sanjiang walked along the rice field path while opening the red envelope. After confirming that each one was a big unity, a smile appeared on his face.

Hey, it feels good to make money early in the morning.

Indeed, how can I always get bad jobs.

In fact, as Liu Jinxia said, this line of work cannot avoid deception, and many times it is just a show.

But you have to distinguish between people. Some guys are already full of shit. If you coax them and make money from them, you can make money. Just think of it as helping them to get rid of their misfortunes. It can be considered as helping them.

When he got home, Li Sanjiang didn't make any preparations. He lay on the rattan chair on the second-floor terrace, turned on the radio, and prepared to take a nap until the afternoon before going out.

While adjusting his posture, Li Sanjiang saw two children lying on a small recliner in the northeast corner, side by side.

And the recliners were made so that one was missing the right armrest and the other was missing the left armrest. They were just a pair, and there was no gap in the middle.

"You little brat, you really know how to enjoy life."

Near noon, a shirtless teenager pushed a cart onto the dam. It was Runsheng.

He accompanied Shan Da Ye to get dentures, and took care of his injuries for two days. After using the money he earned from the Niu family last time to buy a batch of rice, flour, grain and oil, he was driven out of the house by Shan Da Ye.

Aunt Liu greeted politely: "Runsheng is here, are you hungry? I'll cook in a while, haha."

Runsheng nodded: "I'm very hungry. My grandfather didn't allow me to eat the day before yesterday, so I saved my stomach to come here to eat."

"That's great. I've just made a batch of fragrant food. You can taste it when the meal is ready to see if it's good."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Runsheng said, and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Li Sanjiang on the second floor heard the conversation below and was so angry that his teeth itched. He thought the old man had forgotten about it, but he didn't expect that he still drove his mule to his house to eat grass.

But he came at the right time. He could let him push the cart to take him there in the afternoon.

Although this kid can eat, as long as he is full, he is better than a cow.

"Marquis Runsheng, you're here."

Runsheng looked up at Li Sanjiang above and nodded vigorously: "Yes, I'm here, uncle, I missed you so much."

"Uncle, I miss you too, good boy, take me to the Niu family to do some work in the afternoon."

"Okay, uncle."

Li Zhuiyuan heard the noise and heard what the grandfather said, and knew that the cat-faced old lady had done the initial work.

"Brother Runsheng."

"Hey, Xiaoyuan."

Runsheng and Li Zhuiyuan simply greeted each other and squatted in front of the batch of new incense that Aunt Liu was drying. He was so hungry that he couldn't care about anything else for the time being.

Li Zhuiyuan walked up to Li Sanjiang and showed a well-behaved smile: "Grandpa."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"I want to go to Shigang Town to buy some stationery in the afternoon."

"Okay, then go with the grandfather in the afternoon."

Li Sanjiang readily agreed. He felt that there was no danger at the Niu family. After all, the dead man had been killed by himself with a peach wood sword.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Li Zhuiyuan came forward, hugged Li Sanjiang's neck, put his face against his chest, and hugged him.

Li Sanjiang smiled and patted Li Zhuiyuan's head:

"Yo yo yo, hahaha, it's just a small matter, Grandpa will buy you whatever you want, Grandpa is rich, very rich."

This kind of intimacy from the younger generation made Li Sanjiang very happy.

However, he himself also tasted it carefully, it seems that he doesn't like the younger generation, but just likes Xiaoyuan Hou.

Although this child is not serious about studying, he is really likable.

After talking to Grandpa, Li Zhuiyuan sat back in the chair and continued to read.

As he was reading, he suddenly felt two hands coming over, the movements were very slow and unfamiliar, but gradually hugged his neck, and then the face was also pressed against his chest.

Li Zhuiyuan immediately understood that Ah Li was imitating his previous actions to please Grandpa.

Then, he noticed the confusion in the girl's eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan understood, so he also reached out his hand and gently patted the girl on the head:

"I will buy you whatever you want. I have money, very rich."

The girl was satisfied, let go of his hand, and returned to her normal posture. Her eyes were bright, at least in this corner, overshadowing the scorching sun.

Downstairs, Liu Yumei, who was drinking tea by herself, was holding the teacup with her hands trembling slightly, and she cursed in her heart:

"You have money, but you, a little kid, have no money!"

But in the sourness, there was also great relief, and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

Since her granddaughter fell ill, when has she ever made such a move?

Sometimes, the most difficult thing is often a breakthrough from zero to one. She has been fantasizing that one day in the future, her granddaughter will also hug her neck like this and let her pat her head gently.

She lowered her head and continued to drink tea, then frowned slightly.

Is this tea bad? Why is it sour and sweet?

…

After Xue Liangliang left Siyuan Village, he first took a bus to the Municipal People's Hospital to visit Zhao Hequan who was hospitalized.

Zhao Hequan's condition was very bad. After he was sent in, his symptoms continued to worsen. Now his whole body from head to toe seemed to be dyed, showing a purple color.

Luo Tingrui happened to come to visit at this time. After taking a routine look at Zhao Hequan, he motioned Xue Liangliang and himself to come out.

He really didn't like Zhao Hequan. As the dean of the department, he would often take them out of school to arrange field internships. Zhao Hequan was a talkative person. Even if he saw a dog peeing on a telephone pole on the side of the road, he would make a sarcastic comment.

Luo Tingrui was a practical person. Although he also came from the student era and understood that the current social trend was like this, he still looked down on the whining of these people who left the work force, because they only whined and moaned.

On the contrary, Xue Liangliang had always been in his eyes. If this kid hadn't seemed to have made up his mind to go to the southwest after graduation, he would have planned to introduce his daughter to him.

"Liangliang, are you going back to school?"

"Yes, Director, we'll go to the station later."

"Come with me, there are comrades coming down from above, and with some local comrades, we're going to the riverside to have a look and investigate. After the investigation, we'll go back to school together."

"Okay, Director."

Although the inspection team was put together temporarily, there were quite a few people.

Three cars and a bus were full. After leaving the city, they headed south to the Yangtze River, which belongs to the county under Nantong.

After getting off the bus, everyone exchanged pleasantries, mainly with introductions from local comrades, and then everyone would ask Luo Tingrui for his opinion from time to time.

Xue Liangliang, who was following behind, understood that this was a planning concept for the future cross-river bridge. The superiors planned to build a bridge here to connect Nantong and Shanghai.

However, it is still in the planning concept stage, and the conditions for starting construction are not yet met.

But this is enough to make Xue Liangliang excited. After all, any grand project cannot be separated from this step.

A boat was arranged to take everyone on board, and the boat sailed on the river surface so that everyone could experience it more intuitively.

"Although there are ferries to solve the traffic problem, the lack of a real bridge still seriously hinders the local economic development..."

When the local comrades described the actual situation, Xue Liangliang listened while leaning on the side of the boat, looking at the river surface, and admired the vast scenery of the river and sky here.

Then, he frowned again, lowered his head, and looked at the river surface below:

"According to the wrong direction in the local chronicles, it seems that Baijia Town,

Now...

is right under my feet."