Jiang Bing called Wenrong to ask for all the information about Liang Qingshan, including the mistakes he made when he was a policeman and the credit for his profits.

Wen Rong didn't think so much about telling Jiang Bing that someone would ask someone to sort out all the information about Liang Qingshan tonight and send it here immediately tomorrow morning.

After Jiang Bing hung up the phone, he called the armed police stationed in Xiling City, warning them to take care of Liang Qingshan 24 hours a day and stop all his ability to move as much as possible.

The quality of a soldier is rare. He never asks what he shouldn't ask, but only knows how to obey orders.

I lay on the bed and sighed at the power of the Dragon Bureau. The armed police forces stationed in the city could be mobilized unconditionally. The Dragon Bureau is indeed not a mediocre department.

I wonder if the other branches of the Dragon Bureau also have such strong power as the 23rd Bureau.

The tense nerves in the past few days have been relaxed. After hanging up the phone, Jiang Bing went back to the next house to rest. I didn't rush to sleep, but took out a cigarette and lit it while smoking and looking at the books left by the four deceased people.

Zhao Jiyou wiped the peach wood sword calmly, as if his peach wood sword could not be stained with any dust. He wiped it repeatedly several times before he stopped his movements, and then picked up the things left by the four deceased people before their deaths, just like me, and looked boredly.

I was flipping through the book absent-mindedly, but Yu Guang glanced at Zhao Jiyou. I finally couldn't help asking questions that I wanted to ask for for a long time but never had the chance to ask.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" I closed the book and looked at Zhao Jiyou.

Zhao Jiyou and I have known each other for nearly two months. During this period, we can say that we have suffered from life and death several times, and our friendship has reached a certain level.

But I found that Zhao Jiyou never seemed to have talked about him, and my understanding of him was only the word "orphan".

Zhao Jiyou was stunned, not expecting that I would suddenly ask such a question.

After a little stunned, Zhao Jiyou smiled shyly: "Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

"Just a little curious." I smiled and blew the ash.

Zhao Jiyou shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

When I saw this scene, I knew there must be some story, so I started gossiping and kept asking if Zhao Jiyou had a girlfriend and whether she was beautiful or not.

Zhao Jiyou was probably annoyed by my question, so he opened a book casually and started reading the sentences on it.

"Happiness is like a storm, sometimes never coming, sometimes suddenly coming. But I hope that the storm of happiness will be with me all the time..."

Seeing that Zhao Jiyou didn't plan to say it, I had no choice but to sit back on the bed again and didn't plan to continue gossiping.

Zhao Jiyou may be afraid that I would continue to ask questions again, so he picked up the book and started to read it seriously and softly.

There were only two of us in the small room, and I heard all the sentences Zhao Jiyou read. Before I knew it, I actually wanted to continue listening.

When he read these sentences, it can be said that all of them are linked to the word "happiness". It can be seen that the content he reads is mainly because he is eager to get happiness.

"What are you reading?" I asked casually with the things in my hand.

Zhao Jiyou looked at the book and said blankly: "I don't know what this thing is, I just took a book in the pile of things. But it was not from the book, but from someone who copied it."

I was stunned for a moment and reached out to take the book in Zhao Jiyou's hand.

It is better to say that it is a book that is composed of dozens of papers.

However, the thickness is really comparable to a book. I looked through the contents and found that all the things in it were handwritten.

Some are some sentences, while others are some short stories.

I randomly selected a few and read them, but unexpectedly found that the sentences and stories excerpted in the whole book are related to happiness.

It can be seen that the person who excerpts these things must be very eager to have happiness.

I turned the book to the front page, and three words caught my eye.

Yuan Shaoan.

"We picked out all Yuan Shaoan's things separately, and you can find out what's inside him." I licked my lips and told Zhao Jiyou.

Zhao Jiyou agreed and started to sort it out one by one.

In a short while, books were piled up in front of us.

Yuan Shaoan's works are all books, but this is also conceivable. After all, he is a role model, so how could he not have many books as a teacher?

However, Yuan Shaoan's books were separated from his profession.

Just like the excerpts from the book just now, these books are all related to happiness.

I rarely see other books interspersed in it. It can be said that besides teaching books, there are only books related to happiness left here.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jiyou asked me in confusion.

I shook my head, closed my eyes and thought quietly.

Judging from these books and the sentences about happiness that Yuan Shaoan excerpted without any trouble, Yuan Shaoan should be a person who longs for happiness in his heart.

Although it is difficult to imagine that a man, Yuan Shaoan, would be so eager to be happy, these books do prove this.

I couldn't help but think of four teachers asking Dixian to ask questions.

From what we know, Fang Xingwei and Yuan Shaoan came to Anyong Village Primary School to explore supernatural discoveries and wanted to confirm whether there were any supernatural rumors on Wannianling, so they thought of recruiting divine immortals.

When asking questions to confirm whether the divine immortal exists, the four of them used their birth month to confirm.

In the end, he got a positive answer, so Fang Xing couldn't wait to ask the question he wanted to know the answer most.

That is... Are there any supernatural rumors on Wannianling?

Dixian gave him a positive answer, and there was a word on it.

And the word "no" that we cannot explain and understand is the last word "no" that we cannot understand no matter what.

Fang Xingwei asked the next question and the next one was Yuan Shaoan.

Then what questions would Yuan Shaoan ask?

Why is the question he asked a word "no"?

I think I already know the answer...

The main purpose of Fang Xingwei and Yuan Shaoan was to know if there were any rumors in Wannianling. After getting the answer, Yuan Shaoan naturally turned his attention to the rest.

Those materials and books made me know that Yuan Shaoan was a person who longed for happiness, and the question he asked was very likely: Will I be happy?

The answer given by Dixian is no.

No.

I told Zhao Jiyou what I thought of. Zhao Jiyou widened his eyes in surprise and said in disbelief: "You mean that the question Yuan Shaoan asked when he invited Dixian was whether he would be happy, and Dixian's answer was no, no?"

"At least, based on my guess, that's how it is." I nodded.

Immediately afterwards, I couldn't help asking curiously and curiously: "We have always wanted to invite Dixian to exist before. Now it seems that things like Dixian may really exist. So is what Dixian said really accurate?"

"How do I think Dixian is like being able to predict the future and divine the past?"

Zhao Jiyou laughed unanimously: "Dianxian is very mysterious. Throughout history, many people have participated in the invitation of Dianxian. Some people have received positive answers, while others have been in vain. As for what you said about predicting the future and divining the past, there are some problems.

Taoist secrets have recorded statements about other spirit-torture games. According to legend, the so-called immortals in these spirit-torture games are just lonely ghosts wandering in the human world. These lonely ghosts have been following people behind and absorbing the yang energy of people. When these people start the spirit-torture game, they will become the so-called "immortals" in the spirit-torture game to answer the questions they asked.

As for whether it is really possible to predict the future, it is unknown how to divine the past."

I didn't understand Zhao Jiyou's explanation, but I became more and more curious about asking Di Xianyi.

Even... I even had the idea of ​​asking for a try.

"Don't think about asking Dixian to try it. It's best not to do anything recklessly. Try to touch evil things as little as possible to avoid losing your life." Zhao Jiyou sounded the alarm for me as if he had seen through my thoughts.

I laughed dryly and shook my head. I was just thinking about it, and I really didn't plan to do this.

"From your opinion, since the word "no" means not happiness, can we try to speculate on the problem of "death, horse, 7" below?" Zhao Jiyou pulled back the topic and pointed to the remaining words on the paper and said.

The literal meaning on the piece of paper has been almost the same. "Yes, no" has already had a suitable answer, and we have also understood the "old" and the words that have not been finished.

Only the "dead, horse" and the number "7" in the middle.

"Die?" I frowned and guessed: "The one who initiated the game of asking Dixian to attract the spirit to win over the spirit. Xu Yingshan and Cha Xiaoxun were just guest-starring to make up the number of people. Do they have their main ideas? After Yuan Shaoan asked if he would be happy, Dixian's answer was no.

The one who asked the question below is Cha Xiaoxun. Let’s look at the question from a different perspective. Suppose I am Yuan Shaoan, you are Cha Xiaoxun. What will you ask after I ask if I will be happy to get the ‘no’ answer?”

"Why?" Zhao Jiyou thought for a while and blurted out, "Of course I asked why, why, why aren't I happy?"

"Yes!" I nodded in front of me and said, "Maybe the question Cha Xiaoxun asked is why I am not happy!"

Zhao Jiyou suddenly realized: "Then...the answer from the Dixian below is...death!"

"In other words, the reason why they won't be happy is...death! It means that they will die!"

"Yes!" There was a joy in my eyes that could not be concealed, and I said hurriedly: "Continue, don't stop. After Cha Xiaoxun asked the question, it was Xu Yingshan. After they got the word "death", the four of them would definitely panic.

Because their birth month has confirmed the effectiveness of the Dianxian.

In other words... they had already chosen to believe in the Dixian at that time, that is, they would die if they believed!"

"The following is Xu Yingshan. What questions will Xu Yingshan ask?" Zhao Jiyou frowned and pointed at the word "horse" and looked at me in confusion: "The answer is "horse" and the time of death of the four deceased is that. You said...will Xu Yingshan asks the question when will they die?"

"Xu Yingshan asked them when they would die, and then Dixian's answer was a horse. Does the horse mean 'just'? It will die soon?" I chewed on Zhao Jiyou's words, and then suddenly stood up and widened my eyes.

"The time of death of the four dead is then, and Dixian's answer is immediately. In other words... our speculation is likely to be correct!"

Zhao Jiyou was also a little excited. He touched his chin and said, "The following word is 7. After Xu Yingshan asked the question, Fang Xingwei asked."

"When they got these answers, they were afraid that they were at a loss. Fang Xingwei had some supernatural rumors before, and they probably had disappeared at that time. The answer they wanted to get at that time was when did they die!"

"The word "Ma" does not mean everything. I think Fang Xingwei will continue to ask when they will die!" I silently took out a cigarette and lit it and started smoking.

The light of the eyes suddenly glanced at the calendar stuck to the wall.

The red 7 words made me tremble all over.
Chapter completed!