My monsters are going to heaven

Lu Yiming went to the accident site and was shocked when he saw the huge boulders as big as houses stuck on the road between the two mountain walls. He never expected that the boulders were so big.

The villagers began to give up moving the boulders, and instead went to dig the nearby mountain wall, hoping to open another road.

It is estimated that there will be no way out in a few days.

Lu Yiming couldn't help much, so he had to return angrily.

After returning to Ding's house, I heard that Zhao Yuzhen had woken up, and went to another house with Sister Chen to look at medicinal materials. It seemed that there was no problem.

Ah Jin also disappeared, and seemed to follow.

Lu Yiming was so happy that he simply went back to the West Chamber to catch up on sleep.

Lying alone on the bed, the whole person relaxes, unavoidably happy.

Feeling in his bosom, he took out a book.

The sides of the pages were burned black, and the pages in the middle were also scorched yellow.

This is the seventh volume of "Jinling Local Chronicles" that was half burned by Kimporo last time.

In the past, every time Lu Yiming fell asleep reading this book, he could always dream, sometimes he could dream of the book monster, and sometimes he would have some eclectic dreams.

Last time, he almost married a woman who looked like A Ting in his dream, but it was interrupted.

Since then, Lu Yiming tried many times, but he couldn't fall asleep again.

I am idle today, and there is nowhere to go in this small place, why not try again.

On which page is the story of the marriage?

Lu Yiming turned to that page from memory, and carefully read the text he had memorized word by word.

When reading the scene where the heroine thanked the hero and expressed her willingness to give her body, Lu Yiming faintly felt something was wrong.

He clearly remembered that when he read this last time, he was still indignant that a few words on the next page were burned clean, but now looking at that page again, there was not a single word missing on it.

Could it be that I remembered it wrong?

After reading it a few more times, I finally couldn't resist the deep tiredness and fell asleep.

In a trance, I heard the sound of toasting and congratulations all around.

Lu Yiming opened his eyes, and found that he was standing in the lobby. The guests at the dozens of tables in front of him were talking and laughing at Yan Yan, and they raised their glasses to celebrate him.

Huh?Really dreaming?

Turning her head, a woman was standing beside her wearing a phoenix coronet, the red gauze hanging in front of the crown covered her face.

Bowing his head, he was also wearing a bright red groom's suit.

Why is this scene so familiar?

"Husband and wife worship!" A yell interrupted his doubts.

He remembered that this was the scene that was interrupted last time.

Could this dream continue?

These people, scenery, and objects are indeed exactly the same as last time.

The bride next to her must be A Ting.

Thinking of this, Lu Yiming was full of joy, took A Ting's hand, and bowed deeply to her.

With a "squeak - ah", the door opened.

Under Chen's order, Jin Poluo brought back a medicine cabinet from outside.

As soon as he stepped into the wing room, he saw Lu Yiming sleeping soundly on the bed out of the corner of his eyes.

Walking to the side of the couch with great interest, Lu Yiming saw half of his face covered by the book, as if half of an excellent picture scroll was covered, so he couldn't help picking up the book.

Touching the pages of the book with his fingertips, Kimporo felt something, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

He sneered: "A small broken book can also become a spirit?"

The pages of that book flipped slightly on their own, making a sound like opening and closing lips: "I cultivate by my ability, why not become a master?"

"Whispering." Kim Poro threw the book on the table with some disgust, "Where is he?"

The book demon said angrily: "I won't tell you, you were the one who burned me last time! You are obviously in the same group. I will use him to restore my handwriting."

A trace of teasing flashed in Jinpoluo's eyes: "Why, the monsters who practice practice also eat people? It's really a declining world."

This kind of book demon is like a spider spinning a web in the corner, waiting for the reckless prey to throw itself into the net at any time.

But according to common sense, they would not attack people.

"Ha, how could he be a human?" The book demon sneered, "No human can come in here. What's more, I have given him several chances to let him out, who would have thought that he would have to send him out again and again?" Come to the door. Since he likes this place, let him stay. He is doing good things with his sweetheart, and he is very happy, why should you come to spoil the fun. "

"No," Kimporo said with a chill in his eyes, and his voice sank, "spit him out."

The book demon stopped talking.

The pages of the book were also closed, motionless.

Kimporo's thin lips moved slightly, and a silent spell slipped from his lips, rushing towards the book.

In an instant, the books on the table were enveloped in a layer of faint blue fireworks, crackling and burning.

The book jumped up by itself and knocked over the teapot on the table. The tea and tea leaves fell on it, but the fireworks burned more and more vigorously.

The book demon cried.

"Great God, spare me!! If he doesn't want to come out, I can't drive him away either."

"Which page is it?" Kimporo asked unhurriedly.

The flames from the pages of the book danced in his deep eyes.

"Three, page 36."

The flame on the book is gone.

The bridal chamber candles are reflected on the window paper, as happy as the couple's mood.

Lu Yiming sat down beside the bed with a smile on his face, and couldn't wait to lift off the bride's red hijab.

"A Ting" pinched his wrist lightly, and pointed to the drinking utensils on the table.

"Okay!" Lu Yiming secretly laughed that he was too impatient, poured two glasses, held one in his hand, and handed the other to "A Ting", and had a drink with her.

After the marriage ceremony, he slowly reached out to lift the red hijab.

The red cloth rose slowly, revealing a corner of his chin.

Lu Yiming's heart skipped a beat, the smile on his face froze, and his movements stopped.

"...A Ting?"

The arc of Ah Ting's chin is white and round, but this man is as tough as a knife.

It's definitely not Artin.

But a little familiar.

Who is this married to?

It's not true that Lu Yiming lifted it for a while, and it's not true if he didn't.

Confused and flustered, the man stretched out his hand to pinch Lu Yiming's hand, and took his hand with such strength that he couldn't break free to completely lift off the red hijab.

An unusually handsome face jumped into view with a smile that was not a smile.

Lu Yiming's heart skipped a beat.

Under the hijab was Ah Jin's face.

He snorted mockingly: "Who is Ah Ting?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Lu Yiming sat up straight from the bed.

Finding that she was still in the west wing of Ding's house, she breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her chest in cold sweat and panted lightly: luckily it was a dream.

I can be scared to death by this horrible dream!

There was the sound of pages being turned.

Lu Yiming turned his head slowly, and Jinpoluo was flipping through the "Jinling Local Chronicles" and chuckling disdainfully.

With an unknown fire in his heart, he jumped down and snatched the book: "Who told you to move, there are no rules!" When he found that it was still stained with water, he couldn't help but feel distressed, so he wiped it with his sleeves, "Sister Chen and the others came back?"

"No."

"Then what are you doing back here?" Realizing that there are only A Jin and himself now, Lu Yiming felt inexplicably nervous.

Kim Poro squinted and smiled, "What are you afraid of?"

Hearing his provocation, Lu Yiming lost his temper, and sat down opposite Jin Poluo, looking stern, and asked, "What's your plan?"

"What idea?" Kimporo asked back, lazily leaning back in his chair.

Again.

It's really hard to hit ten sticks without making a sound.

never mind.Waste of energy.

Lu Yiming gave up communicating and stood up: "You can touch me, but don't try to trick them. Otherwise," he leaned halfway, staring straight into Kim Poro's eyes, and said seriously, "I won't let you go. .”

Jin Poluo laughed, but before he had time to reply, Sister Chen's urgent call suddenly came from outside the window: "Young Master, Young Master Jin! Come out and help me! My waist, my waist!"

Sister Chen yelled three or four times with two big boxes on her shoulders, only to see Jinpoluo and Lu Yiming slowly coming out from the west chamber one after the other.

"Oh, you two! Are you deaf! Hurry up!"

East City Police Station.

Li Feiyun's office.

Liu Wenyuan threw a gold pocket watch on the table.

Both Li Feiyun and Wen Yuan were startled.

The last time the secret prison left, Liu Wenyuan disappeared for a few days.

It was only today that the two of them were suddenly summoned for a meeting.

"Adjutant Liu, what is this?" Wen Yuan asked.

"I sent people to secretly investigate the common people who have dealt with the police for more than a month, and found this thing from a goldsmith." Liu Wenyuan said lightly, "Although the color and style of this watch are ordinary , but there is a small line of foreign language on it, it seems unlikely that the goldsmith typed it himself, and ordinary people in this county probably don’t know how to type any foreign language. Then we used some means to get the words out of the goldsmith’s mouth.”

Under the awe-filled gazes of Li Feiyun and Wen Yuan, Liu Wenyuan said, "This watch was taken by a police officer from our department to the goldsmith's house the next day after the incident, and he asked to melt it into a gold bar. The goldsmith thought the watch was beautiful." , so I secretly stayed and gave him another gold bar of equal weight. So this person is probably what you call the ghost."