death of mountain god

"what happened?"

"Someone is missing."

"Ah? What's the matter, the tourists are still local? Who would dare to come to our place for tourism if the news spread?"

"We don't care about it. The problem is that the person hasn't been found yet. If he is killed... then aren't we in danger?"

"This policeman usually looks at people one by one nostrils, but now I don't know if he can do anything."

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These days, Qingyang Old Street is surprisingly lively. Neighbors who are usually out of touch with each other are now starting to fight against each other. When they meet a familiar person on the street, they will ask for the latest progress of the case.

"I found it with surveillance! The person disappeared at Sanjie Zhao's place. I really didn't expect it. She looks quite good-looking. How can she be a snake?"

This is what Li Si said. He is a driver of a scenic spot. He usually drives tourists around the streets in a special small three-wheeler. Recently, he has avoided Sanjie Zhao's place for fear of encountering misfortune.

"I said Police Officer Zhao, this man disappeared from the opposite door, and we don't know about it."

Zhou Li was playing casually with a few policemen, and the main idea was just one sentence, this matter has nothing to do with me, you can investigate if you have the ability.

Police officer Zhao was so worried that he couldn't find anything. He searched the whole house opposite, but found nothing. Instead, he found out the back door of Sanjie Zhao's burrito shop.

According to the monitoring, people lift their feet and enter from the front. As soon as they enter the door, they evaporate and disappear, as if a section has been cut, but the time record on the monitoring is clear. This is the original monitoring. The coherence of the puppet's movements made Officer Zhao have to admit that this person really disappeared out of thin air.

The missing person is Jia Shihua, a native of other provinces, and his partner and lover Du Xiaofeng reported the case, saying that the two met at the station to go home, but Du Xiaofeng didn't wait for anyone until the next morning. Disappeared.

Although he visited the entire street and still found nothing, Officer Zhao firmly believed that there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and perfect crime does not exist.

This Chen Cha is the last store. Police officer Zhao didn't want to give up. His eyes wandered around and around, sweeping the stairs from time to time, and unexpectedly met Chen Heng who was looking at him through the gap. Going up to sit down, something rolled out from the bottom of the table. Officer Zhao was startled: "This dog doesn't even have a tie, if it bites someone—"

Halfway through the speech, the thing patted its pants and stood up: "Hi Uncle, I'm Black."

Police officer Zhao saw that it was a foreign kid, wasn't he kidnapped?He asked Zhou Li with a serious face: "Where did this child come from?"

Zhou Li said silently in his heart: Imported.

He acted preoccupied: "This is a real child without a mother, it's a long story."

Officer Zhao saw too many prevarications, so he said impatiently: "Say."

"He was abandoned by his parents. Our boss adopted him and registered it two years ago."

Now that he has registered, it has nothing to do with him, and it has nothing to do with the case, so Officer Zhao went up to the second floor——

Chen Heng calmed down at the critical moment, perhaps because he felt that the beer-bellied Police Officer Zhao didn't look like a good person. He stood up straight and poured tea for Officer Zhao: "Thank you for taking care of our neighborhood. It's not easy after a busy day, please take a seat."

Zhou Li was relieved, and after watching Chen Heng displaying his talent for fooling around for a while, he suddenly remembered something, and leaned into Shen Yuntan's ear: "Are you still busy today? How about I send you back first?"

Shen Yuntan didn't dare to turn his head, he always felt that he could touch Zhou Li's lips with a single movement, and he stood there like a wooden man and replied: "No, but if you are bored, we will go out."

After Zhou Li asked Police Officer Zhao for instructions, the two were released without charge and let the wind go.

As soon as she went out, she saw Sanjie Zhao in the window. She was at most 30 years old, with fair skin and beautiful skin. She was wearing a cheongsam with black jacquard and dark red bottom, showing her plump thighs.

She was varnishing a small wooden horse, and a group of people in front of the store gathered around to point at this beauty. There was no doubt that Third Sister Zhao's appearance just added a lot of talking points to them.

Although Zhou Li didn't want to take part in this farce, he also couldn't see that Third Sister Zhao, who had always taken good care of him, would be pointed out in front of her eyes. Slander people casually, let's go."

However, the rumors are always gloomy, and everyone can always make up a set of rhetoric: "The person disappeared from her place, so it's over, and who else is not her?"

Zhou Li still wanted to persevere in fighting these gossip women for a few more rounds, but Shen Yuntan pulled him aside and silenced him: "We'll talk about it later when the case is over, these people are just talking verbally, don't you see that Third Sister Zhao is still comfortable Are you sitting upright?"

The car stopped at the intersection, Zhou Li opened the door and was about to press the sound, when he stopped his hand with a thought - there is no sound to chat.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and he saw that Cheng Wenzhe recommended a friend to him. The three letters happened to be the abbreviation of Shen Yuntan. He sent the application and waved it in front of Shen Yuntan: "I forgot about it, your avatar is very cute." cute."

The profile picture is a white cloud in the blue sky, very middle-aged and elderly. At first glance, it looks like someone who doesn't surf the Internet very often. Zhou Li secretly looked at him through the rearview mirror. This style of painting does not quite match him. Random from the photo album.

Shen Yuntan met his gaze through the rearview mirror, smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hospitality, if you have time, come to my house and cook you some healthy meals."

Zhou Li was stunned for a while, first he was happy like an electric shock, and then he thought that he had overlooked a certain problem, his face changed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice: "Are you married? Madam is cooking for you?"

Of course, Shen Yuntan lives alone, let alone people at home, and he doesn’t even have a cat. Facing this sudden question, he thought for a while, and then answered safely: “No, I live alone, and my cooking skills are pretty good, but I don’t know Is it to your taste."

Zhou Li's eyes lit up: "That's really great, my dad keeps a lot of wine at home, and I'll bring a few bottles with me when the time comes."

Shen Yuntan smiled: "Okay, although smoking and drinking hurt people, it's not bad to have a little once in a while."

Encountering a long red light on the way, Zhou Li turned around and glanced at him: "It really hurt you when you were on the mountain. The mountain ghost came here for us. Do you want to go to the hospital to check if you are injured?"

"It's okay, who can predict all the accidents? I didn't expect to meet a few monsters along the way." Shen Yuntan's eyes were slightly cunning, as if he was not afraid of ghosts, but rather interested in them.

The car stopped at the gate of Shen Yuntan's family compound. Before leaving, Zhou Li pointed out his location to him. The straight line was very close. Shen Yuntan thought for a moment, and drew a line with his finger between the two windows: "If you build a long ladder, then It's next door."

Zhou Li was standing at the door of his house, and for some reason, he had a strange feeling that a middle school student was in love with his parents behind his back. Before he could touch the doorbell, the door opened from the inside, and he was startled: "Oh, mom, why are you so connected. "

"Your father has been staring at you from the window. Let's be honest. What did you do in the neighborhood opposite?" He Wenjun opened the door and did not lie on the sofa to watch TV as usual, exuding the seriousness of three trials. .

"When I was climbing the mountain, I fell with a whoosh sound." Zhou Li bent his knees expressively, and lifted up his right leg pants with one hand, revealing a section of white gauze, "Then the broken foot was caught by a stone and scratched." broken."

"Oh, there's a whoosh sound, did you fly to the mountain and fall?" Zhou Xiaoshan was watering the flowers at this time, seeing him alive and kicking, he didn't take it seriously.

Zhou Li looked at the pot of crabapple, felt that its time was running out, and felt that he had an obligation to save innocent lives, so he picked up Zhou Xiaoshan's water bottle: "Don't be too demanding on a science and engineering student who scored 99 in the college entrance examination, listen to me first. After finishing speaking, when my ankle hit the big wall with unbearable pain, the handsome guy from the neighborhood next door appeared, he brought a first-aid kit, and swiped my right foot twice to save my right foot."

After hearing this, He Wenjun lost all arrogance, and said lightly: "Oh, then you should give it to others."

Zhou Li was baffled until two hours later, he lay on the kitchen door and overheard such a conversation——

"It's a pity. It would be great if she was a girl of the right age. The fate is destined. Maybe that child is destined to be a bachelor." This is the voice of He Wenjun.

"He is still undecided. He always thinks that he is a child. After a few years, everyone around him gets married and he will be anxious. Why don't we drive him out to live by himself?" Zhou Xiaoshan sounded confident.

Zhou Li backed away silently. He couldn't answer these words. It was more important to do some business. Then he went out to make a phone call with the excuse of getting the courier: "Hello, is this the old monk?"

"It's not big or small. I've raised your kid for nothing for several years. Now, don't you think it's too shabby for you to come here?"

The old monk was in high spirits, Zhou Li was relieved, and continued to ask: "Master Jichen, you don't care about demons, can you check all the household registrations of demons in Qingyang Old Street? A foreigner has disappeared here, and the way of disappearance is relatively Outrageous."

"There, apart from Chen Heng, it's the third sister Zhao." The old monk remembered it clearly, flipping through the thick thread-bound booklet in his hand, "It seems to be a woman's hairpin, let me look through it."

The old monk quickly spittled through dozens of pages of paper, and muttered in his mouth: "Luoyang Helan's...the lights are on and off, and the hairpin breaks to give birth to demons."

"I found it. She turned out to be a hairpin with a silver hairpin. I'll take a picture for you and send it to you to see for yourself."

Zhou Li got to know Chen Yuan first, and it was more than ten years later that he learned that a sycamore tree also woke up together. Ye Zi bought the old house. The old house was the former site of a tea factory. Under this banner, he had been in the scenic spot business for several years, and his income was poor. He still had to exchange the gold leaf for money from time to time. They were all very disappointed in themselves, and once lost confidence in fully integrating into human society.

Sanjie Zhao's burrito shop has a long history. According to Chen Heng, Sanjie Zhao sold cakes there when he went down the mountain. No wonder he didn't know the details of Sanjie Zhao. Zhou Lizai looked at the ancient Chinese dictionary carefully. The half-vernacular Qingyang Yao registered permanent residence finally perceives the importance of language learning.

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Gossip always has a dark air. —— "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"