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"Sure enough, that's the name..."

Ten minutes later, Ying Bo got up from the floor of the utility room with his forehead covered in ashes.

It is said to be a utility room. In the room design, this was originally the master bedroom for couples.After Ying Bo sold the other house and came back to live in it, he stuffed some unmanageable things into it, among which were the relics left by his Master Chumen.

Most of them are fake calligraphy and painting albums, and there are also a few authentic Qing Dynasty erotic pictures, a few incomplete fake treasure maps, brushes with hair missing, half-cut ink sticks, cinnabar, and a few scrolls of raw Xuan.The pamphlet with the name "Congenital Taiyin Elemental Classic" was suppressed at the bottom by these messy things.

Ying Bo took it out, shook it, and found that the booklet was made of unknown material, like paper or silk, with a smooth and reflective surface.The handwriting is like handwriting, and the black ink has broken golden light shining.

Ying Bo watched it fell silent.

He didn't pay attention to it when he was young, but looking at it now, the booklet is still as clean as new after more than ten years... It really is a fake!

The live broadcast on the mobile phone just now should also be fake, but why does the other party know the name "Congenital Taiyin Elemental Sutra"... Could it be someone who has a relationship with his liar master?

Ying Bo sat back on the sofa, touched the title of the cover with his fingertips, and opened it again.

Recognizing traditional characters and understanding sentence reading is not difficult for Corresponding Bo. He has accumulated experience in this area, and he once pretended to be a doctoral student majoring in Chinese language and literature.Not to mention that the entire booklet is only dozens of pages thick, and the number of words is only seven to eight thousand. It took Ying Bo about ten minutes to read the entire article.

What should I say...

"If you have a normal IQ, you won't believe this stuff, right?" Ying Bo frowned and closed the booklet, "There are a lot of descriptions in it, but it really is..."

Surgery in the room.

Ying Bo rolled his eyes, feeling amused that he almost took the video seriously just now.

The brochure was thrown on the coffee table, and he took another pill, wondering whether he should go to sleep or take a bath, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Ying Bo turned his head to look at the wall clock, it was four fifty in the afternoon.

Who will look for him at this time?

If it is a contact from fellow Jianghu, it is usually by phone or online, and they will not come directly to the door.Not to mention that he changed his address, few people knew he was here, why would someone knock on the door suddenly?

Ying Bo took out a switchblade from the crack of the sofa, and walked lightly to the door.

Old houses decades ago were not installed with anti-theft doors, and there were no peepholes on the doors.On the other hand, a ray of light can be seen from the bottom of the door.Ying Bo first lay down on the ground to confirm that there were only a pair of feet standing at his door, and then asked, "Who is it?"

The knocking on the door stopped, and the people outside seemed startled.

A few seconds later, a hesitant voice sounded.

"Well, um, may I ask, Mr. Ying Boying, do you live here?"

It was a young girl who spoke. She sounded young, and it was the voice that most easily let people relax their vigilance.

Ying Bo didn't relax his vigilance. He likes to eat black and white, and he has too many enemies on the road. He has encountered all kinds of tricks. He naturally knows what a terrifying creature this seemingly harmless little girl in the rivers and lakes is actually.

"Is something wrong?"

"Ah? Ah! Yes, that, I'm the granddaughter of the old man you saved this morning, my neighbor saw you walking into this unit... no, I mean, thank you for saving my grandma, grandma said that I should ask you Have a meal and thank you very much."

It would be a little unreasonable not to open the door.

Ying Bo hid the switchblade behind his back, pulled the lock, opened the door a crack, glanced to both sides first, and then looked at her after making sure that there was only a girl at the door.

The girl who claimed to be thanking her looked like a typical school girl with a ponytail, thick bangs and old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses that could almost cover her entire face.She was wearing a loose blue and white school uniform, hunched over and carrying a heavy schoolbag, like an unobtrusive weed in the corner.

Being face to face with Ying Bo made her panic. As long as Ying Bo lowered her head, she could see her fingers torturing the elastic band at the hem of the school uniform.

"What's your name?" Ying Bo asked, "Where's your adult?"

"My name is Ni Nuannuan." The little girl pointed her fingers, "My parents are still working..."

The name of the school written under the badge of Ni Nuannuan's school uniform, Ying Park saw it on the way to the hospital in the car, is a nearby high school.If she's a liar, at least she's put a lot of effort into her disguise.

Fortunately, if you lie or not, Ying Bo can recognize her. Judging from her appearance, she is indeed the granddaughter of the old aunt in the morning.

"I've eaten. It's a little effort in the morning, don't worry, you can go back."

Ying Bo said so, intending to close the door.

"Huh? Ah? Uncle, wait a minute!" Surprised, Ni Nuannuan reached out and grabbed the door. If Ying Bo hadn't reacted quickly, the closed door might have fractured her phalanx.The little girl had lingering fears, but she didn't take back her hand, and she spoke faster, "Grandma said that I must treat you to dinner! If you eat today, then tomorrow night? Me, me, we can go to an expensive hotel!"

Ying Bo: "..."

Middle school students who haven't entered the society can say such stupid words, and besides, shouldn't dinner be usually after the patient is discharged from the hospital?

There was a hint of anger in Ying Bo's tone, and he said, "Let go."

The little girl was frightened by him, and when she blinked her red eyes, two lines of tears fell down.

Ying Bo didn't feel any guilt for making the little girl cry, even if X Bingbing cried in front of him, he wouldn't feel any emotion.But today, perhaps because of recalling his mother's past, he glanced at the heavy schoolbag on the little girl's back and the lunch box in her hand, and suddenly realized that she had just returned from the hospital.

High school would never end school at this time, and she said that her parents were working, so she probably took time off to take care of the elderly in the hospital.

Just like him back then.

Ying Bo softened his heart a little, and said, "Okay, let's eat some casually at the restaurant at the gate of the community."

He went back to the room, hid the switchblade, took his wallet and mobile phone, didn't bother to clean the dust all over his body, and just went out.

One of the great advantages of the old community is that the surrounding businesses are prosperous, and restaurants on the street can find cuisines from all over the country. This time is also the rush hour of the evening shift. At a glance, the store is full of people, and it is almost impossible to find a vacant seat.

The little girl didn't bring him into the house casually. Judging from the decoration of the destination, she was very serious about the treat, and ordered more expensive dishes. If Ying Bo didn't stop her, she probably wanted to serve the whole table.

It can be seen from this that the little girl's gratitude is also sincere, but it relieves the burning pain in Ying Bo's abdomen.

But his stomach hurts like this, and Ying Bo doesn't have any appetite to eat.

Pancreatic cancer patients usually have no appetite, and have severe vomiting and diarrhea from time to time.Ying Bo hasn't had a good meal for almost a month, and he doesn't want to go to the hospital, and he doesn't want to take glucose. It seems that he would rather starve himself to death than die from the spread of cancer.

Today was the same, Ying Bo only ate a few mouthfuls of rice, and spent the rest of the time talking to Ni Nuannuan.

The little girl didn't have the heart to guard against others, and she would answer whatever Ying Bo asked. After ten minutes, Ying Bo's family was almost wiped out by Ying Bo.

It turned out that the old aunt in the morning was not her grandma, but her grandma, but she still called her grandma.Her mother divorced and remarried, and worked with her second-married husband in Shanghai. She gave her ex-husband's daughter to her mother to take care of, and met her once or twice a year, and said nothing except giving money.

The little girl was a sophomore in a nearby high school, and she was about to enter her senior year. Her grades and sports were so-so, and she seemed to have a boy she liked.Of course, she didn't reveal this kind of secret, it was guessed by Ying Bo.

After asking for leave to take care of the elderly for a day, Ni Nuannuan was already hungry.After finishing four bowls of rice in silence for more than ten minutes, I realized that the benefactor's uncle barely moved his chopsticks. He just sat across from him, squinting his eyes and didn't know where to look.

For a moment, Ni Nuannuan felt that she saw a squinting fox.

The next moment she shook off the illusion and asked, "Why doesn't uncle eat? Is...is the food not to your liking? That's right! Do you want to drink? I'll go to the boss to buy some."

Ying Bo shook his head, raised his index finger to his lips, signaling her to keep silent.

Ni Nuannuan's face flushed, she closed her mouth, turned her head to look in the direction of Ying Bo, and found that there were seven or eight shirtless men who were eating hotly, with hideous tattoos on their sweaty arms.

Ying Bo asked softly, "Do you know them?"

Ni Nuannuan has always avoided this kind of big man who is not a good person at first glance, and shook her head quickly when she heard this.

Ying Bo said, "That's really strange."

Ying Bo's hearing is very good, he has been trained.Most people in a noisy environment like a restaurant can at best distinguish what is being said at the next table, and basically cannot hear what is being said at the next table.But Ying Bo could vaguely distinguish what they were talking about even if he was separated by twenty meters from those seven big shirtless men.

"...Dare to spoil the boss..."

"...That chick has a pretty face without glasses, and the other sick girl can be knocked away with a single punch..."

"...It was him in the morning, I could see clearly in the case..."

In the morning, Juzi, Ni Nuannuan, there is only one thing related to these three keywords.

Hiss, are thieves so arrogant now?I am not good at skills and have not succeeded in touching, but I still find trouble with the victim?

"Ying, Uncle Ying," Ni Nuannuan couldn't hear what the shirtless men were saying, and asked tremblingly, "What happened to those people?"

"It's okay," Ying Bo took out his phone, "Let's go back later, I'll make a call first."

-

"Why don't people come out?"

In the alley next to the restaurant, an ambush man swatted mosquitoes and complained to his accomplices, "How long does it take to eat a meal, it takes an hour."

"It's just a lesson to two people, do you really need us to help them all out?" The other also said, "Boss, look, let some brothers go back to watch the scene first, so as not to call from others?"

"What are you looking at!" Shamate's leader with a head of colorful hair said angrily, "The matter that the expert explained before was messed up, so why don't you hurry up and make up for it? What should we do if the expert doesn't teach us the magical skills?"

In the alley, the younger brothers exchanged a silent look.

Ever since he invited the "expert" back, the boss has gone crazy.Go and steal the jade pendant to see if it is not real, forget it. If he fails to steal the jade pendant, the brother is involved in the game. Instead of looking for connections to get the brother out, he makes his own way to snatch the student girl.

A younger brother stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Boss, are you sure that what the expert said is true?"

The leader of Shamate clicked his tongue displeasedly, and said in a low voice: "I saw it with my own eyes, can it be fake? Flying over the eaves and walking on the wall, there is nothing wrong with jumping off the fifth floor. He also gave me a talisman, you see -"

He carefully took out a yellow talisman from his pocket.

"—The crack that runs across the entire wall in our house was made by one of these yellow talismans!"

"The old woman's jade token is a treasure. There may be more treasures in the family. If you grab the little one, are you afraid that she won't show it? Let's offer the treasure, and when the time comes, the master will accept us as apprentices. Then with one or two hands, the entire Star City is ours!"

A group of gangsters fell into lust.

Suddenly, a gangster boy in the front shouted in a low voice.

"Everyone copy guys! Broiler chickens are out!"