Corpse Retriever

In many people's eyes, homesickness is a jar of old wine stored in a cellar. If you don't raise the glass, you don't seem to be worthy of saying homesickness.

But sometimes, it is more like a can of Jianlibao.

Open the bottle cap, and the emotions are released with the gas, and the tears and soda overflow together; take a sip, and the bubbles dance on the tip of the tongue.

Just like the boarding students rush home every time the school is on vacation, the children are sent to other families, playing well during the day, and crying and shouting to go home at night.

Tan Wenbin is the most human among the children who went out from home.

Therefore, his reaction is also the most excited.

It seems that only when he stepped on the dam of his home, gave Li Sanjiang a strong hug, and heard Uncle Li call him "Zhuangzhuang", he could confirm from the bottom of his heart:

Huh, he is finally back, and the thrilling and terrible things he encountered along the way have really come to an end.

This feeling, his own parents really can't give it to him.

Li Sanjiang likes Zhuangzhuang, of course, his favorite is definitely his great-grandson.

"Xiaoyuanhou!"

The familiar dialect accent is like the best catalyst.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes also revealed a special look.

Li Sanjiang bent down and tried to pick up the boy. He failed the first time, and he took a breath in advance the second time to get what he wanted.

It's not that he is too heavy to hold, but that he is not as light as before.

Liu Yumei sat on a chair drinking tea. The weather turned cold, and she had put on a small coat. She could not see the majestic look she had in the mountain city. At this moment, she really looked like a delicate little old lady in the countryside.

Auntie Liu smiled and said, "You haven't eaten yet, wait, I'll make noodles for you."

Li Zhuiyuan got off Li Sanjiang, walked into the house, and went upstairs.

Li Sanjiang held a cigarette in his left hand, supported his waist with his right hand, walked towards Liu Yumei, and sighed:

"The boy grows fast, maybe it won't be long before I can't hold him."

Liu Yumei took a sip of the teacup, just thinking that the old guy was talking nonsense.

You can carry a dead floating body, but you can't carry a living person?

The old man was just seeing his great-grandson come back, and his heart became active again, and he wanted to find a topic to matchmake.

Seeing that Liu Yumei didn't respond, Li Sanjiang continued to talk to himself:

"I'm old, really, in the blink of an eye, tsk, people, real or fake."

Liu Yumei: "Why don't you hurry up and prepare funeral supplies?"

Li Sanjiang shook the cigarette ash awkwardly: "Yeah, yes, it seems that I should consider it."

"You can't just consider it, you have to hurry up, now the burial is getting stricter and stricter. If you leave too late, there will be no loopholes to exploit, and you can only be taken to the crematorium for cremation."

Li Sanjiang smiled embarrassedly, waved his hand and responded: "That's right, that's right."

"Uncle Li, let me introduce you, this is Yin Meng, from Sichuan and Chongqing."

Li Sanjiang listened to Tan Wenbin's introduction to him, and frowned more and more. What, I will live at home in the future?

However, after hearing Yin Meng say that she only needed a place to eat and live without wages, Li Sanjiang felt relieved. He not only agreed to let her stay, but also said that he would pay her wages like Runsheng and Aunt Liu.

His business needed manpower, and he still needed normal laborers, but he was afraid of having a big Buddha in his house.

Liu Yumei saw the shovel head sticking out of Yin Meng's luggage and waved to her: "Girl, come over and talk."

Yin Meng walked over with a smile.

"Would you like some tea?"

"Okay."

Yin Meng grabbed a handful of tea leaves and put them in, then took a thermos and added hot water.

Liu Yumei regretted it a little. She should have let Xiaoyuan make tea for her before letting him go upstairs.

"Where are you from?"

"Fuling."

"Where is Fuling?"

"Fengdu."

Fengdu, surname Yin.

Liu Yumei continued to ask calmly: "Dockside?"

"Yes, my family runs a coffin shop in the county."

"Ghost Street?"

"Grandma, have you been to our place?"

Liu Yumei shook her head: "No."

The ordinary corpse-recoverers who work at the docks were not qualified to meet her before, but she did know the Yin family in Fengdu.

Because the ancestors of the Yin family were very famous, but only limited to the ancestors, in fact, they had long been in decline.

"Why did you want to come here?"

"Grandpa passed away, and I have no relatives and friends there, so I followed Brother Xiaoyuan... followed Xiaoyuan to come here."

"You and Ting live in the west room."

"Yes, okay, I have good cooking skills and can work."

"Don't tell me these things, I'm not the master."

"Then did you come here like me?"

"I guess so."

"The noodles are ready, come and eat." Aunt Liu shouted at the kitchen door.

Liu Yumei raised her chin: "Let's go eat noodles."

"Okay."

After Yin Meng left, Liu Yumei fell into deep thought.

Aunt Liu came over, sat down beside her, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"

"I was sad because of the scene."

"Because of the girl from the Yin family?"

"Yes and no. I was thinking, what is considered a family inheritance, a surname, or some real unique skills, or some kind of belief."

"Why are you thinking about these?"

"After returning from Shancheng, these things have been spinning in my mind."

Aunt Liu covered her mouth and chuckled. She knew that the old lady was trying to save face for herself.

"A Ting, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at your twistedness."

"No manners, slap your mouth."

"Xingxing, I fight, I hit." Aunt Liu made a few times on her face.

Liu Yumei was also laughed, and waved his hand to drive:

"Go and go, don't appear in front of me, busy you."

"Why."

When Aunt Liu got up, after eating noodles with noodles, he said enthusiastically: "Slowly eat, there is still a few eggs in the pot."

After entering the kitchen and unveiling the lid, Aunt Liu hummed gently and giving it in the pot.

Old lady, see when you can twist.

When I think of one day in the future, the noble mother also has to let go of her body to discuss who the first child is with the surname.

The corner of Liu Ting's mouth couldn't hold it, she was looking forward to it.

It's cold, and the gauze has been removed.

Li Zhanyuan opened the door and saw A Li standing inside.

I didn't see the threshold there from downstairs, he knew that the girl was in his own house.

On the table, there are several complete paintings. The painting paper is the door frame, the bottom is the threshold, and the central painting is a terrible existence that makes the scalp.

Li Zhanyuan appreciated the past one by one, and the scroll of the seepage made him see more and more.

This means that A Li began to look directly at the horror she had escaped in the past.

Her condition took a big step towards rehabilitation.

"Well, why are you still pressing here?"

Li Zhanyuan revealed the picture above, revealing the true appearance of this painting.

The perspective of the painting is from the bottom to the top, and on the second floor of the terrace, a boy sitting with ancient books is looking at it.

A Li, actually painted herself.

"Why not draw yourself on it?"

A Li also moved this painting. The picture below, the angle is flat, is the side face of the boy sitting on a rattan chair.

Next, there are two more, one at night, on the family dam, the boy stood there, there was a long shadow wearing black cheongsam.

The last one was in front of the Dingjia Lingtang of Shancheng. The second child was kneeling.

The girl's eyes are all herself.

The ordinary balcony will not move, but she is a living person, so the girl's sight will move with herself.

Raising his right hand again, the previous scald had been invisible because of the applied ointment of Aunt Liu, but the last lesson was still there.

The girl's illness is getting better and better, but if there is something wrong with it someday, it will inevitably bring her collapse.

However, boys don't think this is the burden of responsibility, but more like the weight that walks in the wind.

Holding the girl's hand and sitting back to the rattan chair on the terrace on the second floor, the two naturally opened the three -set Go. At the same time, Li Zhanyuan began to tell her about his interesting insight after leaving the mountain.

Speaking, the focus was on Yin Changsheng. The boy said firmly that when he grows up, he will go to Fengdu and strive to see the Fengdu Emperor, whether he is a fairy or a corpse.

The girl holds her chin with a smile, and the boy's expectations are her expectations. If he thinks that the future is interesting, then he will have a longing for the future.

"Who is that little girl, God, look good."

Although there are many examples that look good when they are young, they have disabled when they grow up, but Yin Meng thinks the little girl upstairs will definitely not. She is now wrong. It is difficult to change things.

Runsheng: "A Li, surnamed Qin. But don't approach her, she doesn't like to have people."

Yin Meng: "Seriously?"

Runsheng: "Seriously."

After eating the meal, they sits on the dam and edited the paperman framework. Yin Meng could make a small coffin before. This kind of work is simpler.

She even asked Li Sanjiang, who was sitting there with interest:

"Uncle Li, don't consider opening another coffin shop, I will do it."

Li Sanjiang will throw the cigarette butt with the buttocks on the ground, and step on the sole:

"Don't do it, this line is here, the rabbit tail can't grow."

After pause, Li Sanjiang said: "It can be customized."

Yin Meng said boldly: "Success, give you a preparation first."

Li Sanjiang clapped his hand: "Yes, yes."

Just at this time Aunt Liu walked, Li Sanjiang called her and asked, "Would you like to customize one for your mother -in -law?"

"What to do, coffin?"

"Yes, buy ingredients by yourself, or make it cheaply."

"No, people in our family are not buried."

Yin Meng looked up and looked at Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu continued: "We respond to the atmosphere of the times, and we plan to be cremated."

Yin Meng lowered his head and continued to work.

"That happened, I think about who else can I do and make one for the mountain guns?"

Runsheng looked at Li Sanjiang happily.

"No, the mountain artillery can not afford to eat it, how can there be money to customize the coffin."

"Uncle, deduct from my work money."

"Hey, uncle teases you, even if he has no money, we can afford to send him a coffin. He is also an orphan from a father and a mother. When he was idle, he asked him to talk.

Run Shenghou, what do you think? "

Run Sheng was silent. When his grandfather was at home, he scolded Li Sanjiang without a little back.

He said that every time he went out with Li Sanjiang to do work, he suffered sin, and he was all Li Sanjiang.

Grandpa said that the most wrong thing in this life was to know Li Sanjiang, and he must be far away from this old thing in the next life.

If they were buried together and became neighbors, Runsheng was really afraid that his grandfather would be so angry that he would come back to life.

"Runsheng Hou, I'm asking you a question!"

Even in the face of Li Sanjiang's urging, Runsheng didn't dare to perfunctorily reply "yes", because although Uncle Li was much older than his grandfather, he always felt that his grandfather would most likely die before Uncle Li.

If he agreed to this now, he would not be able to change it when his grandfather died.

At this time, Tan Wenbin came out of the toilet behind the house, and said while tying his belt:

"Uncle Li, what's so good about your ancestral grave? If it's your opinion, you still have to choose a new Feng Shui site, so that it can also bring prosperity to future generations!

As for our Shan Da, unless he begs us, don't think of sharing Xiaoyuan's future fortune with us."

"Right, we can't let Shan Pao take advantage of this."

Li Sanjiang stood up and waved, "Come on, Zhuangzhuang, accompany me to take a walk in the village, and by the way, choose whose grave is good."

"Yes, this is a big deal, I have to give you some advice."

"Before going to see the place, we have to go to Liu Xiazi's house first."

"We have to go, we have to ask her to make one first, Grandma Liu has money."

The father and son walked down the dam side by side, talking and laughing.

Yin Meng nudged Runsheng with his arm and asked, "Isn't he Binbin? Why is he called Zhuangzhuang?"

Runsheng: "We are relatives."

"Should I adopt one too?"

"Then you have to make coffins well and don't be lazy at work."

"Uncle Li likes hardworking and down-to-earth children?"

Runsheng hesitated for a moment, and recalled the way Li Sanjiang called him on weekdays, and said:

"Uncle likes mules."

...

The days passed one by one.

Li Zhuiyuan used to just suspect, but now it can be said that he has confirmed that the person buried under the peach forest of the big bearded man's family has changed the feng shui of the village and even the town.

At first, the dead fall was like leeks, one after another, which made people overwhelmed;

Now it's good, I haven't heard any news about the dead fall for several months, which makes people miss it very much.

It is estimated that this situation will continue for many years. When the person is completely worn out and disappeared, the nearby dead fall can reappear the scene of vigorous vitality and all things competing.

However, although the dead fall has been lost temporarily, Li Zhuiyuan's life is very fulfilling.

He didn't go to school anymore, but his days went on as if he had a class schedule.

The first thing he did when he woke up in the morning was to appreciate Ah Li's clothing style today.

Then he played a few rounds of chess with Ah Li, and then went to have breakfast.

Li Zhuiyuan spent most of the day reading books.

He had deciphered one-third of the book of Qi's ancestors. He deliberately slowed down the pace and only used his spare energy to decipher it every day.

He had read the entire Yin family tree, which was really wonderful.

It not only contained various research and verifications on Yin Changsheng by the Yin family, but also many people's own travel notes. Although it was just one surname, it was passed down from generation to generation since the Eastern Han Dynasty, so it was equivalent to many examples and experiences of corpse retrievers.

This ordinary and orthodox perspective of corpse retrievers was very helpful to Li Zhuiyuan today. Wei Zhengdao's book was accurate and lofty, but it was somewhat not grounded enough.

The bamboo slips had been restored, but Xue Liangliang said he would deliver it in person, so it couldn't reach him for the time being.

Besides studying, Li Zhuiyuan would play chess, enjoy the breeze, and play some private games with A-li.

Nowadays, Li Zhuiyuan can calmly stand in the "A-li threshold perspective" to watch the "scenery". He does not deliberately delay time, wakes up in time, and has no severe side effects, at most a little dizziness.

The old man Yin Fuhai said that he was "strong", and he should be able to become stronger after this period of special training.

Moreover, A-li's special training is actually just the beginning, because he is still standing on the threshold. If he wants to go further, he just needs to step over the threshold.

But this is too dangerous, Li Zhuiyuan dare not, he has not grown up yet, and he doesn't want to play himself to death.

Yin Meng has almost seamlessly integrated into the local life. She is good at making paper people and coffins. She usually accompanies Runsheng to deliver tables, chairs, bowls and dishes at funerals.

She has a good relationship with Runsheng.

Because Binbin has to go to school every day, he doesn't eat breakfast at home, and has to rush to early self-study.

However, he still didn't go to the evening self-study class. Otherwise, although he lived here, he would hardly be seen at home.

At night, he would practice kung fu with Yin Meng in horse stance.

Although family knowledge cannot be passed on to outsiders, she is the only one left in the Yin family. Doesn't she have the final say on whether to pass it on?

Runsheng would sometimes practice with them. Everyone basically started to follow the path of the Yin family's corpse collectors. At least, there is an orthodox path.

This is also due to historical reasons. The earliest Yin family path must have been very high-end and difficult to follow, but who can blame the Yin family for falling early and having a long inheritance? Generation after generation of Yin family members figured out how to reduce the difficulty and at least passed down the basic kung fu.

The Qin family's kung fu, on the other hand, maintains a high level. It cannot be practiced blindly without the guidance of a special person. Now only Li Zhuiyuan continues to practice breathing.

There is no way. After Uncle Qin left, he never appeared again. It seems that it was cut off all at once without any involvement.

Every night, Yin Meng taught first, and then Runsheng taught Wei Zhengdao the moves that he "summarized" from Li Zhuiyuan.

The Yin family was responsible for laying the foundation, while Wei Zhengdao was responsible for raising the upper limit.

At first, the three of them practiced on the second-floor terrace. After being scolded by Li Sanjiang for disturbing his sleep, the three of them went to the fields to practice.

Facts have once again proved that excellent teaching materials combined with excellent qualifications will definitely not be bad.

Yin Meng is now extremely flexible and can use his moves freely.

Runsheng is even more terrifying. Now his punches and kicks are accompanied by whistles. In the past, he could only deal with the dead knockdown by instinct and would pounce on it like a beast. Now he can do it more calmly, like a beast learning to wear a suit and tie, with a greater sense of oppression.

Tan Wenbin, who practiced with them, was drooling with envy at their progress. His companions were improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he only achieved the effect of physical exercise.

The three of them would practice moves every night. They would first let Tan Wenbin choose one, and then the chosen one would quickly knock Tan Wenbin down, and then the two would practice against each other.

The only thing that made Tan Wenbin feel a little confident was that he made the fastest progress when Xiaoyuan taught the three of them to walk in the Yin.

Although Xiaoyuan was forbidden to complete the last step of walking in the Yin successfully, he had figured out the previous steps. On the contrary, Runsheng and Yin Meng were very slow to learn walking in the Yin.

Even so, Tan Wenbin also found something wrong, that is, he was prone to sleep paralysis when sleeping at night or taking a nap in the classroom.

After telling Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan said that this was a side effect, and he had to stop practicing walking in the Yin for a few days after being sleep paralyzed.

Li Zhuiyuan really couldn't solve this side effect, or it couldn't be solved at all, because this was one of the contents of walking in the Yin.

But in the teaching process, Li Zhuiyuan also found that people with more active and sensitive thinking seemed to be more likely to learn walking in the Yin.

Every once in a while, Tan Wenbin would come to Li Zhuiyuan to get his customized exercise book, and then send another copy to the school.

The sales of "Zhuiyuan Secret Scroll" in Nantong are now very good, and it has also been sold outside the city.

Every month, a considerable share is received.

Tan Wenbin has already made a new plan for Li Zhuiyuan.

Starting from the next semester, we will not issue exercise books according to the knowledge points of each subject, but a whole test paper.

Because the second semester of senior year is the key point of the sprint, students and teachers have finished reviewing the previous knowledge points, and the demand for the whole test paper is huge.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

The whole test paper can be divided into basic test paper, simulation test paper and advanced test paper.

The basic test paper enhances confidence, the simulation test paper is the normal difficulty of the college entrance examination, and the advanced test paper is specially used to torture people.

Originally, Tan Wenbin wanted to suggest that Li Zhuiyuan fill the whole test paper with water, for example, a test paper, it is best to have a few high-quality questions, and the rest of the questions can be done casually, and then let the teacher choose a few questions on the test paper for students to do.

In this way, the burden of setting questions is reduced and sales are increased.

But after thinking about it, Tan Wenbin gave up this idea. Now is still a period of building popularity, and the brand cannot be tarnished. It is not just to earn this year's share.

After the brand is established, at worst, the brand of "Zhuiyuan Secret Scroll" can be sold in the future, which is the biggest profit.

Tan Wenbin is busy studying and practicing martial arts every day, and his appetite continues to increase, but he is not fat, but a little thinner.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, the final exam is coming, do you want to take it?"

"Yes, you have to take it."

"Then I will go with you tomorrow morning?"

"No, I will go in the afternoon."

"But you have to take the Chinese and math exams in the morning."

"I will take the exams together after I go."

It snowed in the evening, and Tan Wenbin rode his bicycle to school in the wind and snow before dawn the next day.

At noon, Li Zhuiyuan had just finished lunch when he saw Principal Wu driving the school car and parked it at the other end of the farmland.

After getting into the car, Principal Wu pointed to the other side of the car seat with a smile: "Xiaoyuan, there are snacks and drinks inside."

"I've eaten, Principal Grandpa."

"Then wait a minute, I'll take it home for you first."

Principal Wu got out of the car and took a large bag of snacks to Li Sanjiang's house. After returning, he restarted the car.

After arriving at the school, he walked into the principal's office, where the group leaders of each subject were waiting.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down and started to do the final exam paper.

Although two exams had been taken in the morning, no one would suspect that the boy would cheat by leaking questions.

While writing the Chinese composition, Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the tape recorder on the principal's desk.

"Play the English listening test."

"Ah, now?"

Principal Wu immediately urged: "Play it when I tell you to, are you the teacher or is he the teacher!"

"Oh, okay."

Principal Wu said a wrong sentence, but no one laughed at it.

The tape was inserted and the listening test began:

"Excuse me... The price of the shirt is 9 pounds 15 pence.

So you choose [B] and mark it on the test paper..."

After Li Zhuiyuan finished writing the composition, he started writing the physics test paper. After finishing the physics test, the English listening test had been played for a long time, and Li Zhuiyuan picked up the English test paper.

"I'll play it again..."

Li Zhuiyuan finished writing the listening test questions in a "swish swish swish".

The teacher shut up tactfully.

In fact, after learning the Yin family's twelve methods, Li Zhuiyuan also found that his ability to multitask has been further strengthened.

After finishing the test paper, many subjects have been corrected to full marks on the spot.

Principal Wu smiled like a flower and came over to help the boy massage his sore wrist.

"Xiaoyuan, the National Olympiad is about to start. Is there anything inconvenient for you?"

"I can go."

"That's good, that's good."

At this time, the math group leader next to him, Teacher Yan, also smiled and said, "Then let's go early, so that Xiaoyuan can have a good time in Beijing."

Wu Xinhan glared at Teacher Yan and scolded, "Are you confused? Xiaoyuan grew up in Beijing."

"Oh, right." Teacher Yan patted his forehead with a receding hairline, "I forgot."

"Principal, are we going by train?"

"It's so tiring to take a train. We'll go by plane."

Wu Xinhan and a group of teachers accompanied Li Zhuiyuan out of the office and sent him to the school gate.

At this time, an exam had just ended, and the senior high school students stretched their bodies while walking out of the exam room.

The monitor Zhou Yunyun, who was not in the exam room on the same floor, happened to meet Tan Wenbin outside the exam room.

"How did you do in the exam?" Zhou Yunyun handed over a White Rabbit candy.

Tan Wenbin took the candy, then reached into his pocket and took out a chocolate bag, but half of the chocolate inside had been eaten by him during the exam.

Zhou Yunyun didn't dislike it, and naturally reached out to take it.

But he saw Tan Wenbin put the remaining half of the chocolate into his mouth.

"Oh, I'm really hungry."

Zhou Yunyun naturally circled her outstretched hand and turned it into tidying her hair.

Tan Wenbin saw the boy surrounded by teachers and leaders at the school gate. He didn't wave his arms and shout, but smiled and walked back to the classroom.

After sitting in his seat, Tan Wenbin put the small coffin pencil case on the desk.

Previously, he took the coffin into the examination room to take the exam.

Zhou Yunyun sat in Li Zhuiyuan's seat, opened the pencil case, and took out a note from it.

"Let's check the answers?"

Tan Wenbin shook his head: "No need to check."

"Are you afraid that it will affect your state in the next exam?"

"No, I think I did well in the exam."

"Can you change your pencil case?"

"No." Tan Wenbin turned his head and looked at Zhou Yunyun, "You don't like it, why do you ask me for another one? You won't use it even if you ask."

Zhou Yunyun was speechless for a while. She asked for one, and Tan Wenbin gave it to her, but she just put it in the deep of the drawer and didn't put it out to use.

First, this thing is a bit disgusting to look at, and second, the two of them haven't established a relationship, so what's the matter with using a coffin pencil case together?

If they really have a relationship, she, she, she... will use it.

The main thing is that she found that she liked this big boy more and more. In the past, she just regarded him as a good student and appreciated this kind of ostentatious and unruly.

Later, he studied better and better, and somehow, his temperament changed. Although he still looked lazy and unruly, his eyebrows became more and more tasteful and attractive.

If we say that before, both parties had a good impression of each other, but they kept their distance tacitly and did not point it out, now Zhou Yunyun is more proactive. She even hinted several times that they could confirm the relationship, but the man did not respond.

Even Zhou Yunyun herself did not understand what was wrong with her.

But in fact, this is also very normal. Not to mention that they are all high school students now, even college students have clear eyes in their ivory towers.

And Tan Wenbin has experienced several life-and-death crises. Although his appearance and age have not changed much, his mentality has already formed a dimensionality reduction attack on the classmates around him.

But the more this is the case, the less he will accept Zhou Yunyun's hints. He is young, so he should focus on his studies and don't delay you.

The most important thing is that he is now like stepping on a hot wheel every day, busy all the time, and has no time to talk about love at all.

Early love is not as interesting as death.

Although he hasn't seen death for a long time recently, he is not in a hurry. The preparations now are all for seeing bigger ones in the future.

Principal Wu drove Li Zhuiyuan back home. When they arrived at the dam, Li Zhuiyuan heard someone calling him from the second floor. He looked up and saw that it was Xue Liangliang.

"Xiaoyuan!"

"Brother Liangliang."

Xue Liangliang had just taken a shower and changed into new clothes.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that if he hadn't been going down the river, he might have sprayed perfume and done his hair.

"Xiaoyuan, I have put the restored bamboo slips on your desk. It has indeed been delayed for a long time, but there is no way. I don't feel comfortable asking others to deliver such an important thing, so I can only deliver it myself."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't believe it.

He felt that the reason why Brother Liangliang insisted on delivering the bamboo slips in person was to have an excuse to come to Nantong again.

Then, based on the principle that he had come here, he made an excuse that he had no choice but to go to the bottom of the river again.

"Brother Liangliang, are you sleeping here tonight?"

"No."

"Then are you going to other cities overnight?"

"Well... not really."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at him.

Xue Liangliang sighed and said helplessly: "Alas, I have no choice but to come here now."

"Yeah."

I don't know who it was, who tried hard to extend the frequency of going down the river at the negotiation table before, and how many years would it take?

Now, he comes to Nantong whenever he has time, and dives into the river when he comes.

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoyuan, remember you said when you talked to me on the phone last time that there is a big secret buried in the ghost city of Fengdu, will you go there again in the future?"

"Well, I will go there when I grow up. Brother Liangliang, do you want to go with me?"

"Think, you have to call me at that time. However, you have to grow up quickly, and it is best not to be too delayed when you grow up, otherwise ..."

"What else?"

Xue Liangliang shrugged: "Otherwise, Ghost City may be flooded."

"So, I know."

"remember……"

"I understand, Liang Liang, I will keep secret."

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

After Xue Liangliang left, Li Zhanyuan returned to his room and looked at the bamboo slips.

Bamboo Slopon's text bearing capacity is there, so there are not many texts on it, and it is not the records, the method, but the place.

In total, there are nine places, and Li Zhanyuan can only confirm three of them.

There is no way, the bamboo slips are written in the Spring and Autumn Period, and even the objects of its writing may be written earlier, so the vocabulary of the landmark is not right now. Some place names are specifically. No impact of geological changes is not considered.

The three places confirmed, one was the mysterious underwater under the mask man and Zheng Haiyang's parents.

One is Fengdu Ghost City.

The last place should be near the current plateau area.

Li Zhanyuan took the content on the bamboo slips. Anyway, he was about to go to Beijing. He could find the grandparents in the family courtyard to help himself analyze and confirm the location.

In addition to bamboo slips, Xue Liangliang also brought a lot of professional books, as well as various design schemes and drawings that can be installed with sacks.

Li Zhanyuan couldn't help but move. When Liang Liang couldn't wait, it was not easy to prepare for himself.

Because I went to Beijing to take a test to take a test, I did n’t worry about the time, so Li Sanjiang would not worry. If I did n’t know that Xiao Yuanhou came back from Jingli, he really wanted to suggest that the school tickets were separated from the school. Convenient for public travel travel.

Accompanied by Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan, Li Zhanyuan came to Jingli and stayed in the hotel selected by the competition group.

Early the next morning, Li Zhanyuan started early, and the test began in the afternoon.

Wu Xinhan asked with concern: "Xiao Yuan, is it nervous?"

Li Zhanyuan shook his head and took out breakfast coupons: "It's time to eat breakfast."

In the restaurant, there are many kinds of teachers leading the team, and there are some members of the competition team.

The hotel was intimately prepared for authentic Beijing -flavored bean juice, and many of them came to pick up.

Li Zhanyuan drank hot milk, watched President Wu and Teacher Yan in front of him picked up the bowl, looked at them with expectations, lowered his head and took a sip. Finally, he watched them vomited.

Even so, Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan still did not conclude the taste of the bean juice, or doubted whether the way of drinking was wrong.

They took another sip, and this time they swallowed, but the strength of this aftertaste, but the two people's eyes narrowed their skin and wrinkled together.

Wu Xinhan couldn't help asking: "Xiao Yuan, is this bean juice really authentic?"

Li Zhanyuan nodded: "Authentic."

"Really? Xiaoyuan, do you want to taste it?"

Li Zhanyuan shook his head: "No need to taste, look at your expression, you know it is authentic."

"No, what's so delicious?" Teacher Yan couldn't understand. "I would rather change her career to teach Chinese, and I don't want to drink this every morning."

Li Zhanyuan: "Actually, there are not many people who drink this."

Wu Xinhan asked: "How can it continue to sell it?"

Li Zhanyuan: "Sell to tourists."

Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan said for a while.

At this time, an old man surrounded by the three people passed here, and they were wearing the badges of the competition team.

When the old man saw the boy, he frowned and came to the initiative: "Xiaoyuan?"

Li Zhanyuan stood up and looked at the old man: "Professor Zhu."

"You are back in Beijing, not, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to participate in the competition."

"What competition?"

Li Zhanyuan pointed out the badge of the competition group in the old man's chest.

Professor Zhu understood it, he stunned at the neck in one breath, and finally spit out for a long time: "Noise!"

Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan also stood up, began to ask each other's identity, and at the same time handed out their own business cards to introduce themselves.

Professor Zhu cope with it a bit, and sat down on the chair next to him, saying to Li Chaoyuan: "What are you doing in the past half a year?"

"go to school."

"Study in high school?"

"Um."

Learn to die.

Professor Zhu closed his eyes and pressed his anger.

Because the old professor was sitting here, attracting a lot of attention, and when someone passed by, he would also go here deliberately.

More and more people with heads and faces, Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan were silently squeezed off the table next door.

Now sitting here, there are a lot of professors who have given themselves to class, and there are several seniors.

When I learned that Li Chaoyuan came to the exam, a senior laughed and scolded directly: "Then I still take a fart and give you awards."

The seniors did not come to the exam, but the competition team.

Professor Zhu finally calmed down and suggested: "If you don't, don't take the test, let the competition team awarded you a honor award."

Li Zhanyuan looked at President Wu and Teacher Yan sitting at the table next door, and both nodded.

"No, I want to take a test."

Professor Zhu was about to lose his temper, and the two professors next to him held him and said to Li Zhanyuan: "Only once, only this time!"

Li Zhanyuan nodded: "Okay."

Next, the professors began to persuade the boy to come back and continue to study. After learning that the boy had been admitted to Haihe University, everyone was confused and surprised.

Finally, it was Li Zhuiyuan who modified Liangliang's version of "My Future is in the Southwest of the Motherland" and told them, which made them unable to continue persuading.

The afternoon exam went smoothly. After the exam, Li Zhuiyuan asked Wu Xinhan and Teacher Yan to take him to the family compound by taxi.

As soon as he entered the family compound, he heard the joyful voices of the elderly:

"Hey, Xiaoyuan, where have you been in the past six months?"

"Isn't this Xiaoyuan? Ha, I haven't seen you for a long time. You've grown taller."

In the past, Li Zhuiyuan ate at many people's homes in the family compound and had a very good relationship with the elderly. Many of them treated the boy as their own grandchildren.

But soon, another piece of news came from the mouths of the elderly:

"Xiaoyuan, did you come back with your mother?"

"That's not certain. I saw his mother come back this morning."

Li Lan, are you back?

Li Zhuiyuan handed the excerpted bamboo slips to a retired history professor named Zhang, and left his current contact information. There were also ancient Chinese and geography professors in the family compound, and Li Zhuiyuan believed that Grandpa Zhang would call his friends.

Having completed the purpose of coming to the family compound today, Li Zhuiyuan asked Wu Xinhan to take him away. He didn't want to see Li Lan, and he believed that Li Lan didn't want to see him either.

But the boy was wrong.

As soon as he walked out of Grandpa Zhang's house, he saw Li Lan standing there in a brown windbreaker.

Next to him, there were many elderly people in the family compound with loving smiles on their faces.

Li Lan gently lifted her hair, with a warm and gentle smile on her face, and while bending down to the boy, she opened her arms:

"Son, come to your mother quickly, your mother misses you."