Who calls this thing a god?

When the case was brought up, Jiang Fusheng was overwhelmed with worry.

He turned his face to Lu Chan and said, "The Little Mermaid still doesn't say anything, we still pried it out from Du Da."

Lu Chan sat down on the edge of the desk, "Du Da? He knows a lot."

"It can't be too many. There are three melons and two jujubes in the Little Mermaid's house, and the rest are all dead. Speaking of which, Du Da is still the second in command."

Lu Chan thought of Yuren's words "I've already fed it to the dogs" and "Du Da didn't eat it yet", and suddenly felt chills.

Seeing that his face was a little dark, Jiang Fusheng guessed that he should have guessed what was going on, and said caressingly: "That's it, the Little Mermaid is ruthless, and every time a new subordinate is recruited, the old one will be chopped up. hello."

Hey, aquatic products also pay attention to the leaves falling into mud to protect the flowers.

Thinking about that scene, Lu Chan almost spit out the New Year's Eve dinner.

"Old subordinates feed newcomers, those who invite God..."

Jiang Fusheng clapped his hands and quickly said, "Yes, that's what I want to tell you."

He clicked on a certain file in the computer, took a closer look and said, "In January this year, Duda started issuing copper coins, right? As of today, there are four coins in total. The 'winners' are all from this city, and the scope is not counted." wide."

As he talked, he pulled out the files of the four people and introduced them one by one: "The first one is an elementary school teacher named Yang Liu, who was confirmed dead in early March this year. The second one is his apprentice Sun Gu, who also fell into the hands of Ye Jin That one."

Hearing this, Lu Chan wanted to say that the copper coin had already fallen into his hands.

"The third one belongs to that girl Xia Xixi. The fourth one is a boy from Class [-], Junior [-] ([-]) of No. [-] Middle School. His name is...well, Dong Miao."

For Lu Chan, three of the four were acquaintances.

He pointed to the file of the first lady, and said in a deep voice, "She is not this year..."

"Huh?" Jiang Fusheng listened to his words, sat up and looked at the photo carefully: "What's wrong?"

Lu Chan pondered for a moment, grabbed the mouse and called up another file on the computer.

He flicked the mouse gear quickly and finally stopped on a certain page.

The photos of Ms. Yangliu and the scene of the crime in early March were in front of my eyes.

Jiang Fusheng's blood pressure was instantly higher than that of his cousin's college entrance examination score. He yelled out and pointed to the computer, "What's going on!? How did her female teacher die like this!"

At the scene of the crime in the photo, the blood is like a large piece of paint splashed in the room, mixed with messy pieces of meat, making people feel scalp numb.

But no remains.

The scene was a mess, with blood and flesh splattered everywhere, except for the dead body.

Lu Chan lowered his gaze, stroked his wrist with a scarlet scarlet tattoo under his cuff, and said in a bad tone: "This is the first case that Sister Chen has taken over this year. She had a heart attack at the scene and had to take a vacation. It was given to those idiots. Since there is no evil spirit at the scene, it is naturally not our turn to take care of it. A few days ago, the Shu faction was sneaky, and I suddenly remembered this case and transferred the file from the group."

"Grass, cow." Jiang Fusheng had a bitter face, "This really has something to do with the Shu faction... This is too fierce."

Lu Chan looked at the bloody photo and didn't speak for a while, but the cold joke of Yuren suddenly sounded in his mind: "Of course I beg God to feed the dog to the adults."

Please God... refers to willows.

The 'adult' is the unidentified 'Gu Buming'.

So that dog is...

……

"Gu Buming?"

Shen Xuan sifted through the name in his mind, finally showed a confused look, shook his head and said, "Sorry, I really can't remember."

Sitting across from him was Qi You, who had always had a coffin face. He was not too disappointed when he heard this answer, as it was expected after all.

"I have a little impression."

Shen Xuan's eyes brightened slightly, looking forward to the next article of His Highness the God of Resentment.

Who knew that he didn't speak for a long time after he raised his head, and looked back with a blank expression.

After looking at each other for a long time, a huge "?" gradually lit up on Shen Xuan's head.

You don't think that if you have an impression, I should have an impression, right? ?

Please you outlive me.

That's exactly what Qiyou meant.

Facing the "friendly" eyes of the God of Resentment, Shen Xuan had to sift through the name "Gu Buming" again with his shrinking walnut brain, until he was about to crow, and finally said: "I really No memory... You know, I see too many names in this position every day."

Qi You looked at him with the eyes of a fool, and repeated it word by word: "I have an impression."

...You are not so strong, if you have the impression, I have to--

Shen Xuan suddenly stopped.

The God of Resentment has been asleep for 1000 years, when should he have the impression?

"You...you mean..."

Shen Xuan subconsciously pursed his lips.

Seeing him trembling like Parkinson, Qiyou didn't have the traditional virtue of respecting the old and caring for the young. He leaned on the sofa, sneered and said sarcastically: "I think you Suyouzong will be torn apart, so what's the future. But one of you will get it." Ring', one got 'Silent', changed two names and still fought hard."

"How powerful I am, I don't even know who is facing me."

When he said this, he couldn't help thinking of that fool Shen Hegui, and subconsciously reached out to touch his neck.

The tentacles are smooth and warm, and there is no longer that fine mark.

It was only then that Qiyou remembered that the flipping rope ran onto the little finger.

Then it was inevitable to think of Lu Chan's half-smile face.

"……"Grass.

Seeing his dull expression, Shen Xuan thought that he was still brooding over what happened back then, and said with a wry smile: "Human, it's the same when you turn around."

Qiyou is now having a big firecracker battle, whoever lights up whoever blows it up.

Gouging him out of the corner of his eye, he smiled and said, "Is Chief Shen still a 'human' now?"

Shen Xuan: "..."

Lu Chan, who was all over the world, was flying around in front of Qiyou. He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent. He simply took materials from the local area, aimed at Shen Xuan and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't congratulated Director Shen yet. Once I jumped out of humanity, I will be here from now on." Longevity is better than Nanshan. The long life is really enviable, and the short life has no place to cry."

Shen Xuan: "..."

Maybe there is no other person in this world except Lu Chan who can subdue him.

Seeing that his face was so green that he panicked, Qi You didn't bother to talk to him, so he pinched the base of his little finger hard, and asked in a slow tone: "You know..."

Thinking of what happened last night, he really wanted to grow wings and fly out of the People's Republic of China, out of the earth, out of the entire galaxy, out of the fucking laws of physics.

what do you know? ? ?

Do you know why there is a problem with the turning rope sent by Shen Hegui? ? ?

Why did that idiot rope not have eyes put him and Lu Chanshuan together? ? ?

Why did he feel less pain when he held hands with Lu Chan? ? ?

He can say any word, but he can't utter a damn word when combined.

Qi You literally spit out a mouthful of old blood in his throat.

And Shen Xuan, who couldn't hear the following text for a long time, was also confused. What exactly did this old ancestor want to say?

Qi You choked for a long time, and if he had this time, he might be able to recite the Disciple Rules once.

He pinched his eyebrows: "Do you still keep the ancient books that Suyouzong's older generation practiced?"

It is unnecessary for him to say who this older generation is, Shen Xuan also understands.

"Keep it," he said frankly after being a little dazed, "it's in the library on the fifth floor, you can find it when you go."

Qiyou couldn't tell what was in his heart, so he asked a lot: "Did he use it?"

Shen Xuan heard that his expression was so complicated that even ten Picasso could not draw it, and it looked like that.

"The books used by the high priest... are left in the forbidden room."

Qiyou didn't make any detours at all, and asked him how to get into the forbidden room in a straight line, and walked away after asking.

The real attribute is God in love.

In his eyes, the six big characters "no entry for irrelevant personnel" on the sign on the mezzanine of the library on the fifth floor were directly abbreviated as the last word.

"enter".

Qi Youli tore off the bright red seal on the door, crumpled into a ball with a "crash clatter" sound, and threw it on the ground casually.

rule?

There are no such words in the noble dictionary of Resentment God.

Qiyou pushed open the heavy wooden door and stepped inside.

While clapping his dusty hands, he walked heavily in the forbidden room, which was imitated the high priest's study.

The light was dim, so he lit two bright lamps with a snap of his fingers.

The wall is full of ancient books, and the room is full of dust.

There are still two books and an ever-burning lamp on the jujube table.

As if someone would come back, sit in that chair and light the lamp and open the book.

Qi You looked at the chair, and the figure of Shen Hegui gradually emerged.

She was still dressed in white, with a flute hanging around her waist, and her blue hair was like a waterfall.

He raised his head, revealing a——

Why the fuck does Shen Hegui have Lu Chan's face? ? ?

Qiyou's eyes were cracked, and her hair was about to explode.

Looking again, there is no sign of Shen Hegui.

Qi You caressed his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

He paced to the desk, blowing away the dust on the paper, picked up the fragile book that seemed to be falling apart at any time, and shook it.

On the title page, Shen Qijiu was written in small characters.

Shen He returns, praying for wine.

Qi You lowered his eyes, stroking the delicate "Qi" with his fingertips.

He still didn't feel that Shen Hegui would lie to him or harm him.

But why did that rope get wrapped around Lu Chan...

Qiyou's right eyelid suddenly twitched a few times.

Grass, here it comes, this feeling again.

Most likely this omen comes with someone—

Just as he thought about it, the phone in his pocket buzzed.

The man with a pitch-black headshot sent a short voice note.

Lu Chan: "Little princess, where did you go? I'll pick you up."

His deep voice resounded in this deserted study room, which actually gave Qiyou an illusion of chaotic time and space.

It seems that there is no chaos in the world, and Suyouzong is not torn apart.

Shen Hegui never left.

It seems that an old friend is here.

Qi You was stunned for a while, then tapped the keyboard with his fingertips and sent two words.

【wait for me. 】

He put the phone back in his pocket, picked up the book on the table and walked out.

When the door was closing, he seemed to see Shen Hegui sitting in front of the table, raising his hand to light up the ever-burning lamp.

The author has something to say: I’m sorry, my dears, I may stop updating for a day tomorrow. Something happened today, and I can’t write in my mind. I’m sorry, sorry, if you don’t see my update at [-] o’clock tomorrow afternoon, don’t wait tonight Me, I will continue to update the day after tomorrow!

I'm so messed up today... I'm so sorry (sigh)

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