Striving for Science

It is said that Shen Changan will resume normal work after the weekend, and the staff around Dao Nian have spoken to retain them. That enthusiastic attitude would have wished that Shen Changan would live here and never leave.

"Mr. Shen, there are so many rooms here, the environment is good, the air is good, and there are a lot of foods you like to eat, or should you stay a few days longer?" Liu Mao gave Shen Changan the benefits of living here. Reach Shen Changan in place.

"Mr. Liu, I will come again next time, anyway, we all live in a city, not far away." When he came, Shen Changan left his hands empty, but when he walked, he had more sets of clothes, and big bags of melon flesh. Vegetables, his behavior is the standard autumn style.

"Although it is not far away, but if you leave, your husband will be reluctant."

"I have contact with Daonian every day, and I will come over to him to play on the weekend." After finishing this sentence, Shen Changan looked up at the corridor on the second floor, the silent Daonian, "Is it, Daonian?"

Daunian stared at him for a few seconds: "Come up."

Shen Changan ran upstairs and crouched in front of Daonian: "What's wrong?"

A silver men's necklace was worn around his neck, and Daonian withdrew his hand: "Birthday gift."

"My birthday is ..." Shen Changan was stunned. Since the death of his parents, he has always had a Gregorian birthday, because he always can't remember the lunar calendar, and no one deliberately helped him. He was about to say that his birthday was not these days, and suddenly remembered that the lunar birthday was this month.

Take out the mobile phone calendar and check, two days later is his lunar birthday.

"Thank you ..." The necklace was a little cold against the neck. Shen Changan looked up at Daonian with a soft smile. "Taonian, thank you."

Daonian didn't know what to say. Looking at Shen Changan's bright eyes, he reached out and touched his hair: "Come back early in the evening and live with me for these two days."

"Ah?" Shen Changan froze, did he mean to keep him?

"Let's go after the birthday." Daonian turned his head and swept the people downstairs with his gaze, "Many people, lively."

"This, will this be too much trouble for everyone." Shen Chang'an is a little embarrassed. He celebrates his birthday, but keeps worrying about his friends. Does this seem inappropriate?

"No trouble, no trouble." Liu Mao downstairs quickly shook his head in an interesting manner. "We all hope that Mr. Shen will stay here for a while."

Daonian raised his chin and looked at Shen Changan.

Shen Changan instantly understood what he meant. He was saying "Look, they don't feel troubled."

After understanding this, Shen Changan suddenly laughed out loud and hit Dao Nian's knee with his forehead: "Dao Nian, why are you so cute?"

Daonian blinked, and didn't seem to understand where he was "cute" himself.

Seeing him like this, Shen Changan laughed out of nowhere, got up and turned downstairs, walked to the door and turned back to see Daonian still sitting on the corridor and watching himself, waving at him: "I will come back early at night."

If Daonian had nothing to do with his gaze, it seemed that he had just glanced casually.

As for Liu Mao, he quickly carried away Shen Changan's salute, and feared that after seeing Shen Changan, he thought it would be better to return to his home.

After Shen Changan left, the door closed slowly, and the room was restored to its usual silence.

The soft carpet changed into a cloud, and the spiral staircase turned into a vacant cloud step. Even the crystal lamp on the ceiling lost its hanging post, and became a fist-sized star, floating in the sky quietly.

"Sir, the epidemic ghost has gone south, and may pass through Wuming City." Liu Mao stood upright, "Human monks once set up altars, please help the Nuo gods."

"Nuo God?" Daonian seemed to be thinking, what kind of **** is this.

"The Nuo God is a priesthood dedicated to the treatment of epidemic ghosts. Since the last Nuo God dissipated a hundred years ago, no new gods were born." Liu Mao smiled awkwardly. "Although there are still rituals to respect Nuo God in the world, most of them are based on There is not much faith in the form of display, and it is difficult to create a new god. "

Dao Nian reached out and showed many pictures in the air, including doctors who worked overtime to rescue patients, scientific researchers with research data, businessmen who invested in drug research, countless experimental platforms, and medical devices.

"They can do better by themselves." Daonian opened one of the pictures. The frail elderly woman was wearing a ventilator and hand-shaking the experimental formula with shaking hands. She was surrounded by several young men crying in low voices.

They called the old man "teacher".

The index finger nodded, and the picture disappeared. Dao Nian looked at Liu Mao and others standing in front of him. "Do you understand?"

Liu Mao was silent.

"Humans are very clever and do not need gods as much as you think." Dao Nian closed his eyes, exquisitely unable to pick up flaws on his face, full of indifference and ruthlessness. "Maybe some gods need humans more."

The room was quiet, and when everyone raised their heads again, there was no Daoian in the corridor. Everyone is a little puzzled. Sir, this is to say that human beings are indifferent and ruthless. After they do n’t need gods, they leave them behind, or do they feel that some gods are incompetent. If they are not needed by humans, even the body of the gods cannot be maintained?

As soon as he returned to the office, Shen Changan received cordial condolences from his colleagues. Even Chen Panpan, who liked snacks, generously shared with him several packages.

Aunt Juan, who usually dressed herself exquisitely, seems to be in a bad mood today, and even makeup can't conceal the fatigue around her.

Seeing Shen Changan coming in, Gao Shujuan reached out and stuffed a lucky bag for him: "Come, this is what I brought back from my hometown, each of you, take it with you for a few days."

Shen Changan took it by hand, put the lucky bag in his coat, and said to Gao Shujuan: "Thank you Aunt Juan for being so busy and thinking about us. You just came back from your hometown, would you like to take a few more days off?"

"How can I have time to rest ..." Gao Shujuan smiled bitterly, just wanting to say something, and suddenly noticed something, carefully looked at Shen Changan for a few moments, "Did Changan have encountered something in these days?"

"Speaking of this matter, I was angry, and Chang'an encountered a neuropathy." Chen Panpan told Gao Shujuan of the best incident that happened a few days ago, "You said this kind of scum is outrageous?"

Gao Shujuan stopped talking, and nodded to Shen Chang'an's eyes after a while: "It's very annoying. If I'm here, I have to scold and cry from his 18th generation."

"Your old skills, we certainly can't match." Chen Panpan nodded again and again, don't look at Aunt Juan now wipe the table in the department, tell everyone about life chicken soup, but when she is working for women and children security , I had countless scumbags crying and crying, and I almost thanked him.

It is rumored that she was complained many times because of her sharp eloquence, so she was transferred to their civil service department and lived a good life.

However, these are all rumors, and she has not seen the live version, so it is difficult to judge the truth.

Everyone hadn't talked a few words yet. The police station called and said that they would rush to the meeting point to allocate patrol routes and time uniformly.

Due to lack of manpower, not only these departments, but also the street office had seconded manpower, and everyone rushed to the gathering square to receive the work operation flow sheet and work card.

Since today is the eve of Halloween, the above is deliberately explained, everyone worked hard today and worked overtime.

The patrol is divided into two groups, most of them are men and women. Shen Changan and Gao Shujuan are in a group, mainly responsible for a bus line on the outskirts of the city. After nine o'clock in the evening, the bus stopped and went to a nearby square with a lot of people to meet Ding Yang Chen Panpan.

The bus company is very happy. In recent years, because of the popularity of Halloween in the country, this was originally a good thing. It means that everyone has a rich life and has time and leisure time to entertain. However, due to the different concepts of the older generation and the younger generation, many conflicts have arisen. Now the government has specially arranged staff to help them with their work. Of course they applaud and welcome.

The area of ​​Wuming City is not too big. Apart from the rush hour, the bus is not crowded. Shen Changan saw that Aunt Juan's face was not very good, and worried that she could not eat well, she let her sit in the back seat and rest. He was responsible for the main supervision.

Until the afternoon, there was nothing wrong with them. Although some young people dressed up for the holiday, there was nothing too special, but a little girl dressed as a faceless man came to take a photo with him on the grounds that He is so handsome.

After being busy for a long time, Shen Changan and Aunt Juan took advantage of the evening bus driver's shift time to eat noodles at a nearby noodle restaurant. Halfway through the meal, he suddenly remembered that there were people waiting for him to go home for dinner today, and quickly took out his mobile phone to call Daonian.

"I can't come back at night."

"I didn't make an appointment with someone, I had to work overtime at night, and I could come back late at night."

"Don't wait for me, go to bed early, remember to drink a glass of milk an hour before going to bed."

Hanging up the phone, Shen Changan saw that Aunt Juan sitting opposite looked at herself with a smile, a little puzzled: "Aunt Juan, what is your eyes?"

"I thought you didn't have a girlfriend at a young age. I didn't expect someone at home to wait for you to go back. The young people are really amazing now." Gao Shujuan gave him a thumbs-up. It ’s not good to leave her waiting for you at home alone. "

Shen Changan froze for a while before reacting, crying and laughing: "Aunt Juan, you misunderstood. I lived at a friend's house in recent days. At night, I originally agreed to have dinner with him. I know I have to work overtime at night. Say something. "

"friend?"

"Yes, friend." Shen Changan poured some vinegar into his face. "But after dinner, if he wants to come, I would like to bring him."

Thinking of the empty house in Daonian, Shen Changan was always a little worried, trying to find ways to let Daonian find some interesting things in life.

"It turned out to be this way." Gao Shujuan smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

"It's okay, you care about me too." Shen Chang'an eats noodles. The noodles in this small street noodle restaurant taste very ordinary, but he is really hungry, so he eats a bowl of noodles cleanly.

When walking out of the noodle shop, Gao Shujuan asked: "I came to work today and found that the tree in the yard is getting more and more serious. Hearing Panpan said, what seems to be the disease of that tree?"

When Aunt Juan said this, Shen Changan felt a little guilty. How could he tell Aunt Juan that this old tree, which has been growing for hundreds of years, was photographed like this by his slap, even if he said so, others might not Meeting letter.

He touched his nose: "Perhaps, plus the fact that it is easy to fall leaves in autumn, it looks more serious. Maybe it will slowly return to normal after the spring of next year."

"You make sense." Gao Shujuan lowered her eyelids. She observed here for half a year, and found that the tree was built to be deep and deep, and it could even transform into a human form, so even if she found that the tree restrained a living person So bold, not daring to rush. Just when she finally figured out the habits of the tree demon and was ready to ask her colleagues to help rescue the soul and soul, she discovered that the living soul hidden in the heart of the tree was gone.

She thought that the soul had been swallowed by the tree, and the news that Sun Jia Shenzhi returned to normal the next day. At that time, she wondered whether Shen Changan had rescued the soul. After all, people with deep merit like this, many demon who walked the path seriously, did not dare to provoke.

But she soon discovered that Shen Changan didn't believe in ghosts and gods, indicating that he didn't even know that there was a demon under the office building, and he didn't know the way to demons and demons. In this case, how could he bring Sun Jia's soul back from the tree demon?

So, which master who did not come out did a good job without leaving a name?

If possible, can this master do another good thing, such as eliminating the epidemic ghost?

Following the bus for a day, Shen Changan topped up with Gao Shujuan to meet the square, he saw many businesses around the square are engaged in Halloween promotions, shaking their heads: "These businesses really hate 365 days Every day. "

"Anyway, the businessmen are happy, and the consumers are happy." Gao Shujuan saw Shen Changan looking a little white. "Changan, if you are tired, let's find a place to sit for a while?"

"I'm okay, just sitting in the car for a long time, my brain shakes a little." Shen Changan rubbed his temple, "I haven't wanted to squeeze the bus in the last month."

On the square, some children were dressed up as little wizards by their parents, waving around with their staffs and running around, like dwarf winter melons, which were quite cute.

Shen Changan had just taken two steps, and a small fat puddle suddenly stretched out his wand and pointed towards Shen Changan: "Become a pumpkin."

"Ah, I became a pumpkin!" Shen Changan squatted cooperatively, spreading his hands and pretending that it was the pumpkin leaf on the pumpkin. "This great wizard, when will you turn me into a human?"

Xiao Chuandun laughed loudly, put his little hand behind his back, and walked around Shen Changan: "Well, for your poor sake, I will let you be an adult."

"Thank you for the great wizard." Shen Changan stood up, and saw that the parents of Xiaodudun would come over to thank him, reached out and waved them, beckoning them not to come, and turned and walked to the center of the square.

In the middle of the square, I do n’t know which merchant is doing promotional activities. I invited some folk artists to sing and dance on it. The surroundings are full of people watching. In these audiences, some people are dressed as animals and some are dressed as Nie Xiaoqian, and some people dressed as pig bajie, were touched by many children.

Therefore, no matter what festivals are brought to the country, the Chinese can live their own fun.

Finally, Ding Yang was found among the noisy crowd. Shen Changan saw Ding Yang's face pale and severely tortured: "What's wrong with you?"

"Motion sickness." Chen Panpan said helplessly, "In the afternoon, the passengers in the car cared all the way, and a seventy-year-old grandpa gave him a seat."

"I don't usually like this, but suddenly I feel a little uncomfortable in the afternoon, maybe a cold." To prove that he is a weak chicken with only five fighting strength, Ding Yang hurriedly said, "I didn't feel dizzy in the speed car I drove in Changan, let alone bus."

"Speed, what speed?" Shen Changan looked at Ding Yang innocently. "I don't know."

Ding Yang: "..."

Shen Changan, did not expect you to be such a person.

The neon lights were shining. Everyone patrolled for a day, and they were a little tired. They sat in rows beside the flower beds and looked at the lively crowd around them. They didn't want to move.

Just want to go home and take a shower, and then Mei Mei sleeps.

Plagued ghosts come to the world, always accompanied by human cry and panic. Of course, this is the treatment of the former blighted ghosts. This time, the new blighted ghost followed a gust of wind for nearly a thousand kilometers, and after landing in a city, it was found that the lights were blinking and there were people everywhere.

He has the memory of the epidemic ghosts in his mind. The night in the human world does not seem to be like this?

Touching the horns on his head, the blighted ghost exposed the terrible rash spots on his body, ready to enjoy the screaming and crying of pedestrians around him.

But what he didn't think of was that the passers-by walked past him as if he hadn't seen him. Others took out their phones to take pictures of him, saying "no morality" in their mouths.

The blighted ghost is puzzled. He came from the world, not from hell?

"I said buddy, although today is Halloween, everyone can have fun, but there should also be a degree. There are many elderly children around, are you dressed like this, is it a little disgusting?" Come over, "There is a special Halloween night bar in that bar. It is more appropriate for you to go there. The square here is a public leisure area. It may not be well dressed if it is too scary."

"But you are very cruel to yourself." The young guy looked at the man in front of him, wearing dirty and ugly horns on his head, his skin painted dark blue, and his body had a very realistic effect of pimples. Look at it more. It ’s unbearable, "Who are you playing?"

"I am the epidemic god, don't you wait for the mortal to tribute and bow down?" The epidemic ghost grinned, "Everyone who is close to me 100 meters will die of the disease within seven days. Only those who truly worship me can be exempted. Catastrophe. "

"It's quite deep into the play." The young man pointed to the horns on his head. "I'm still the bull demon king. I know who my brother is and don't fight against Buddha Sun Wukong. It's a blink of an eye to knock you over."

The blighted ghost is at a loss, who is the Niu Demon and the God of War fighting Buddha, and these human beings, why not be afraid to see him?

Why has this person told him for so long that he has not contracted the disease he released?

He doubted again, is this a human world?

"Wow!" Suddenly there was a cry from a child not far away, almost loudly piercing the eardrum of the blighted ghost.

"Wang Wangwang!" A big golden dog with its tail clipped far away towards him.

"Who is this person, does he have a virtuous heart, even dressed up like this in the square?"

"No, it's catching up with everything, no matter the occasion, shouldn't the **** be eaten while it's hot?"

"Shut up." The epidemic saw that these pariahs dared to point fingers at themselves and snarled, "If you dare to say one more word, I'll let you die all over the city, and the chickens and dogs will not stay."

"Oh, my God, my God." A sharp-sounded aunt covered her chest, and she was about to faint. "He even threatened us. He wanted to kill. My heart attack is about to happen. Call the police."

The blighted ghost was irritated by this group of humans and reached out to spread a lot of blight. The green smoke spread in the air. Soon, within a five-meter radius, they were enveloped by green smoke.

"Quick alarm, there is a neuropathy endangering public safety."

"Quickly stop him, he is still running and spreading things!"

"What's going on, how noisy?" Shen Changan noticed the noise from the corner of the square and said to the three colleagues, "You sit down for a while, I'll go over and see."

Walking to the troubled side, he saw several children crying, and one of them was the one who just turned him into a pumpkin.

The chubby winter melon, who was just amused just now, is now crying out of breath beside his parents, apparently terrified.

Not far from them, there was a very disgusted young man, spreading green powder towards the outside, and the smell in the air was a little disgusting.

However, this man is still very flexible, and no one else can get close to him.

No one knows what he sprinkled. The crowd is dense here. Shen Changan rushed towards the troublemaker without thinking.

"Changan, don't be close to that, that's ..." Gao Shujuan, who was following, saw this scene and was so scared that she wanted to stop Shen Changan's behavior.

Shen Changan ran very fast. He grabbed the man's arm with one hand and knocked **** the arm. The man made a painful scream and the green powder in his hand disappeared.

I do n’t know what cosmetics the other person is using. The things on his arms feel a bit sticky. Shen Changan feels disgusted. He releases his arms and kicks him on the man ’s body. The man plops to the ground, his head makes a kiss with the floor Crisp.

Shen Changan turned and turned his head and smiled softly at the cries of the little red-faced children: "Don't be afraid, brave little wizards, the demon has been knocked down by the pumpkin knight. Do you want to take out the wand and turn this demon into a pumpkin Then let him be taken away by the police uncle? "

Seeing this scene, Gao Shujuan's next words were all swallowed back into his stomach.

She feels that she may have been excessively repaired recently, and her eyes are out of order. This was kicked by Shen Changan, certainly not a blight ghost.

This is impossible, this is not true!

The author has something to say: Aunt Juan: Sorry, I do n’t want to say anything, bother ~