death of mountain god

"Are you talking about me?"

Third Sister Zhao wore her hair tied up with a silver hairpin, and replaced it with a blue cheongsam covered with white flowers, which made the waistline very attractive. It can be seen that the aesthetics of old antiques is also different from those of the beholder. Li Jingzhi.

Zhou Li was beating his heart: I don't usually see her coming, but now it's like a mosquito seeing blood.

The morning light illuminated the lobby brightly. Zhou Li looked around the crowd and saw that everyone who was supposed to come had come. He politely served tea to Third Sister Zhao: "Today there are all the people, please tell him quickly..."

Third Sister Zhao interrupted him in a bad tone: "What are you talking about? I have lost my memory for so many years, who knows what happened before?"

Zhou Li's mind was at a loss, amnesia?Looking at Third Sister Zhao's expression that didn't seem to be fake, he almost wanted to remind: Do you still remember that you are a demon born from a hairpin?

Li Jingzhi's heart was shocked when he heard her say that, as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Lin Yue...you are Lin Yue."

Third Sister Zhao smiled sweetly: "Then I am."

As expected, it seems that Li Jingzhi is Zhao Jihe.

Zhou Li didn't know whether he should intervene, so he gently reminded: "What if one day you find that she is completely different from the past?"

"No, she is Lin Yue. I know that Lin Yue just lost her memory." Li Jingzhi's eyes were so firm, as if he had really found his wife who had disappeared for nearly 20 years.

Chen Heng couldn't see clearly from the side, so among so many people, he knew the details of Third Sister Zhao the most. It is understandable that she wanted to find Zhao Jihe and continue her relationship, but he was not sure what Li Jingzhi was thinking. He always felt that that person A look of being seduced by beauty.

He felt that he had an obligation to beat Third Sister Zhao, and persuaded him, "Sister, the state owns the law."

The next sentence he didn't say was made up by himself: demons have demon rules.

Third Sister Zhao understood: "I know, when he doesn't need me anymore, I'll just leave on my own."

The two were playing charades, one party warned her not to tell Li Jingzhi that there was such a person as Zhao Jihe in the past, and the other party also agreed.

Zhou Li stared at Third Sister Zhao secretly, and whispered, "What if the former Lin Yue appeared?"

Third Sister Zhao held the teacup with two fingers, took a sip from her lips, and whispered with a half-smile, "She won't show up."

Zhou Li interpreted this to mean that the real Lin Yue had already suffered an accident, so he cleared his cough and turned to look at Li Wei.

Li Wei's eyes turned red, her nose was sore, and her complexion couldn't go anywhere. It wasn't tears of joy, but sadness. In the past few years, she had seen Third Sister Zhao countless times, and she had fantasized about her mother. The two suddenly overlapped, but she only had Anger, why amnesia can explain everything, she attributes her misfortune to the lack of maternal love since childhood, and it is true.

Third Sister Zhao noticed something, and she also looked at Li Wei. She had seen that little girl many times. In the morning, at noon, and at night, she thought, whose child is this? Add an extra glass of milk.

"You resent me, don't you?" Zhao Sanjie couldn't see joy through her pupils, so she asked speciously.

"Is my resentment useful?" Li Wei looked at her coldly, and even the usual care of Zhao Sanjie turned into sinister intentions in her heart at this moment.

Only then did Li Jingzhi notice his daughter, and he frowned: "Why are you talking like that? This is your mother."

"I don't admit it." Li Wei seemed to be stimulated when she heard the word mother, and she emphasized again: "You have never mentioned these two words before, and now you suddenly point to someone and tell me that this is my mother, and then What? Do you think I should happily accept? I refuse, but it's useless to think about it, after all, you never consider my feelings."

Li Wei knew very well that his emotions were out of control, and the grievances accumulated for more than ten years spewed out: "Do you know what a father is? You simply use me as a thoughtless souvenir to commemorate your wife who left, you I don't even want to say a word to me, every time I enter the house, I feel like I have entered the grave!"

She looked at everything in front of her with hatred. A young man only needs one cock to infer that the whole world is against him, but this kind of emotion will not last too long. Most people will choose to vent after a short period of time. For reconciliation, they have no other choice. Running away from home is mostly just a scam, and they will feel at ease when they see their parents worried.

Li Wei took one last look at the beautiful woman on the chair, like every child who quarrels with his parents in the early morning, and said, "I'm going to school."

No one stopped her, the swallow at the corner of the eaves flew away, and will fly back next spring.

Zhou Li picked out a few doubtful points and asked a few words: "Who sent you the photo?"

Li Jingzhi shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't shown up before, only a photo and a string of bank card numbers."

"The card number is an empty account, are you sure it is this one?" Zhou Li sent it to Police Officer Zhao and got a reply quickly.

"Sure." Li Jingzhi was also puzzled, why bother to make such a fuss, just to make fun of him.

Zhou Li felt that this had something to do with the black shadow that took away Jia Shihua in the wooden horse, and that the monster's thinking would also have human characteristics, and that thing would not make trouble for nothing... What does it want to do?

Monsters have rules, and only those who break the rules can be dealt with. Some little monsters love to cause trouble, and it doesn’t hurt to make a joke once in a while. The old monk said that those who did not cause serious consequences should be dealt with leniently. Zhou Li and Chen Heng looked at each other , I don't think it's a big deal, if you can't even joke...then the monsters are not far from extinction.

Blake listened quietly from the side, and occasionally yawned. In his opinion, Zhou Li and their work were so boring.

After sending away Sanjie Zhao and Li Jingzhi, he suddenly became lively: "Old Chen, let's forget it? The third lady is obviously a liar, maybe she also made up the black shadow, just to let Jia Shihua find someone, the account number is of course It's fake, isn't it true that the case is solved in one fell swoop, so that Li Jingzhi is fooled into thinking that God has eyes and won't associate it with her?"

Chen Heng rubbed the cat, and then rubbed Blake's yellow hair: "It's rare for a foreign kid to speak Chinese so fluently. You'd better put away your wild imagination."

Zhou Li spread his hands and said bluntly: "Little Bu, Li Jingzhi doesn't need these traps, as long as Third Sister Zhao stands in front of him, he will believe it. After all, he is the former Zhao Jihe. Lin Yue probably looked for it according to the dream lover in the previous life. .”

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment: "Tell me, what does Third Sister Zhao mean when she says that Lin Yue will not appear again?"

"Literally, it's probably long since she's been missing for more than ten years..." Chen Heng broke out in a cold sweat: "If she's still alive, Third Sister Zhao won't let her see Li Jingzhi again."

Zhou Li nodded and said yes: "With the temperament of Third Sister Zhao, I can really do it."

There were customers in the shop again, and Zhou Li had noticed them just now when they were chattering around in the street.

"Is this street less lively than it used to be? I remember when we were in high school it was crowded with people." It was a young man with a rather vicissitudes of life who spoke.

"The stalls on the side of the road are gone. Has it been rectified? I want to buy some more fried skewers." This is a young girl, it sounds like she is here to recall the past?They must be looking for a place to meet up.

Zhou Li stepped forward to greet him: "Want to take a look? Herbal tea and hot drinks... Hey, Xiao Cheng!"

Cheng Wenzhe laughed happily in the crowd: "Boss Xiao Zhou, where do you not meet each other in life? I can meet you every time I travel to Qingyang. I am planning to have dinner with you in the afternoon."

A girl next to him poked him: "Know?"

Cheng Wenzhe raised his eyebrows: "The little brother who left the country in my last video, the one you praised for being handsome."

The girl looked at him carefully, then raised her eyebrows and smiled: "The handsome guy is dressed so casually today, I almost didn't recognize him."

Zhou Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, dragged out a big bench for someone to sit on, and ran to the tea set to fiddle with.

Cheng Wenzhe followed, his words and deeds were strange: "Xiao Zhou, I want to ask you something."

Zhou Li ordered Chen Heng to pour boiling water and walk back with tea: "Well, what's the matter?"

"You and that rabbit still want to go to that mountain?" Cheng Wenzhe helped serve tea and water, smiling flatteringly: "I want to go too, and record a fantasy movie for the young ladies to watch."

Zhou Li stopped what he was doing to watch him, and shook his head for a while: "It's fine if you take pictures of scenery, but also a fantasy film? Be careful if you take half of the picture and the police invite you in."

"Why arrest me?" Cheng Wenzhe unscrupulously turned on the camera: "Hey, guess who is next to me?"

Not afraid of the camera, Zhou Li leaned forward and stared at him and said, "Your big Chengzi wants to promote feudal superstition, do you want to see it?"

Cheng Wenzhe looked at the bullet screen and retorted: "Whoever said it was a third-rate costume myth movie, forget it, believe it or not."

Immediately turned off the live broadcast in a fit of anger.

Cheng Wenzhe found another reason: "Then take it as a landscape."

Zhou Li neither agreed nor refused, but asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of, you will never ignore me."

Cheng Wenzhe didn't hesitate, and didn't mention the fact that he was so frightened last time.

"Then you go, remember the consequences at your own risk." Adventurer personality, impulsive, likes to seek excitement, Zhou Li saw him in high spirits, thought this is another one whose scars healed and forgot to hurt, and he didn't have the mood to pour cold water on him , just glanced at the price list that cost a lot of money to design.

Cheng Wenzhe received the cue, and shouted to his old classmate: "What do you want, I'll treat you today."

"Really?" The person who spoke was a big, tall man. His loose clothes couldn't cover the ditches on the man's chest and abdomen, and he wore glasses, but he didn't look refined at all, and only looked more beastly-jokingly called.

Cheng Wenzhe sighed faintly, touched his lost wallet, watched helplessly as the man put the fruit tea milk cap away, and went to find a cup of pure tea at the bottom of the price list.

"Please wait a little longer." Chen Heng saw that someone was about to brew a pot of rock tea, so he quickly got up to do it himself.

A girl saw a short-haired cat basking in the sun on the cabinet, she was surprised and dragged her boyfriend beside her to take a closer look, and stretched out her hand halfway hesitantly. The boyfriend asked Zhou Li: "Can this cat be touched?" ?”

Zhou Li just smiled: "Yes, I have a good temper."

Cheng Wenzhe took another short video, called Cats and Teahouses. This guy recently changed to a literary style, and when he finished dubbing, he used two passages from Lao She: "The status of cats has indeed declined, and some small things happened. Question. However, I don’t worry too much about the fate of the cat. The old man really doesn’t need to worry about it, the cat has become the favorite of the masses..."

The author has something to say:

The status of the cat has indeed been lowered, and some minor problems have occurred.However, I don't worry too much about the cat's fate. --"cat"