The fake daughter sucked my luck, after rebirth I fucked her

The streets in the early morning were already bustling with people.

The breakfast spot is also the peak period in the morning. It welcomes customers. You can pick up your meal, find a seat, and scan the QR code to pay.

Everyone is so conscious and self-disciplined.

And the customers here are all old people in this alley, and they have been there for decades.

Even if there are occasional newcomers like Gu Qian and Shen Chengrui, aside from the initial discomfort, they will soon be assimilated as members here.

The life in the market is so lively, which makes her feel that life may be busy, but it is also beautiful and everyone is full of hope.

The corners of Gu Qian's mouth couldn't help but turn up, sweeping away the dark displeasure she had seen in the Bai family's old house.

Those are like the darkness that arises when the sun goes down. When daytime comes, the sunlight will eventually sweep away the darkness.

Back in the courtyard, Sister Hua and Zhang Yuan were already up.

Bai Yiren was craning her neck to wait. When she saw Gu Qian and Lao Dao coming back, she subconsciously looked behind them.

Gu Qian saw the black and blue under her eyes and knew that she had not slept all night.

Definitely waiting for news from White Thistle.

He stepped forward and took her hand: "Don't worry, your brother is fine. He will be back after finishing his work."

"Don't lie to me." Bai Yiren's eyes were slightly red.

Gu Qian felt happy when she heard Bai Yiren speak.

Being able to communicate with others means that Bai Yiren's condition is improving.

"When have I ever lied to someone? Don't worry, your brother will only be back in two or three days at most."

She and Shen Chengrui also had speculations about Bai Ji on the road.

Things in the Bai family seem to be troublesome, but all Bai Ji needs to do is come forward.

In order to prevent the matter from expanding, the higher authorities will only control the matter within a certain range.

A result should be negotiated within three days.

"So you have to be good and don't let your brother worry. If your brother comes back and sees that you don't sleep and eat well, your brother should be worried."

"Yiren will eat well and sleep well." Bai Yiren looked at Gu Qian with a pair of deer-like eyes and assured Gu Qian.

Seeing such an obedient and lovely Bai Yiren, Gu Qian smiled knowingly.

Back in the room, Gu Qian started reading the relevant information about Requiem.

There are no relevant records in the books given by Master.

"What are you looking through?" Shen Chengrui asked when he saw Gu Qian rummaging through boxes and cabinets when he entered the room.

"I want to find information about the "Tequiem" played by Master.

"You can ask your master, isn't it the fastest way to know?"

"Master is too tired and has already rested. I want to satisfy my curiosity quickly, can't I? And it's not good to ask Master for everything."

"Wait a moment." Shen Chengrui made a gesture.

He sent a message to Mufeng.

Mu Feng was sitting in the car bored, waiting for Bai Ji and the people from the relevant departments to discuss a result and go home.

At this time, he received a message from the boss. As quickly as possible, he took out his notebook and typed.

Half an hour later, the relevant information about "Quiet" was sent to Gu Qian's mobile phone.

"Quiet" is available both at home and abroad.

Let alone the foreign ones, Mu Feng mainly talked about the domestic ones.

Because what Gu Qian wants must be domestic, not foreign requiems.

Legend has it that if you appear on the battlefield, you will be granted the title of marquis without saying anything, and one general will achieve eternal success.

The requiem is meant to comfort the dead soldiers so that their souls can find their way home.

At that time, a Taoist priest passed by a former battlefield, now a place of death. No living person could walk through that valley.

The Taoist priest entered the valley with his flute and saw mountains of white bones piled up in the valley.

I saw the cruelty of war and the tragic death of soldiers.

Those souls lost the war and their bodies were abandoned on the battlefield.

There is no one to collect the corpses, and no one can rest in peace. Their souls linger on the battlefield.

On the white bones, the Taoist priest meditated.

Finally, this song was created to soothe the soul.

At the expense of Yangshou, he helped this group of homeless ghosts to open up a road to hell.

After reading the information, Gu Qian was speechless for a long time.

In her mind, there was a golden horse and a Taoist priest sitting on a battlefield full of bones, facing tens of thousands of souls who were unable to return home and had no way to go to the underworld.

Those people were all surrounded by stern men, but in the end they turned into wandering souls who could never return to their homeland.

Gu Qian seemed to see a Taoist priest picking up the bamboo flute, and the valley was filled with soul-soothing sounds.

As the music plays, the soul seems to see a distant hometown that they can never return to.

Their bloodthirsty souls seemed to be appeased at this moment.

As each soul bids farewell to the Taoist priest and embarks on the road to hell, the Taoist priest's hair that is visible to the naked eye gradually becomes pale, the Taoist priest's skin gradually becomes dull, and wrinkles form in the skin.

When the wind blew through the valley, the people suddenly discovered that the valley was no longer dangerous, and many edible wild mushrooms grew here.

An old Taoist priest holding a bamboo flute left the valley.

A satisfied smile hung on his lips.

When Gu Qian came to her senses, the sunlight outside was shining on her body, making her warm and very comfortable.

"I'm sorry, I just looked at the information sent by Mu Feng and a picture appeared in my mind without realizing it, so I just threw myself into it."

Seeing that Shen Chengrui was still guarding her, Gu Qian apologized quickly.

When she looked at the time, she couldn't believe it. More than an hour had passed since she was in a daze.This is really incredible.

But Gu Qian also discovered that during the imagining of being immersed in the requiem just now, she seemed to have her soul being released at the same time.

At this moment, most of the sleepiness and fatigue accumulated last night have disappeared.

"What did you see?" Shen Chengrui was curious about what Gu Qian would think of when he saw the message about the Requiem sent by Mu Feng.

"I just saw the scene of Taoist priests playing requiem in the valley." Gu Qian thought for a moment and said simply.

"I don't know what's going on in your head."

Shen Chengrui smiled fondly and stood up: "I didn't sleep last night, so you'd better rest first."

"Are you leaving now?" Gu Qian stood up and looked at Shen Chengrui eagerly without knowing what was going on.

It was probably a requiem. The master's bald hair overnight made her lament how fast life was passing by, so she wanted to cherish every minute and second in front of her, so she took the initiative to hold Shen Chengrui's hand.

"I'm not sleepy. If you're okay, just stay with me, okay? You can do your thing, and I can do mine. I won't disturb you."

"You should sleep even if you are not tired. In this way, I will watch you sleep." Shen Chengrui said softly.

After hearing what Shen Chengrui said, Gu Qian agreed to the proposal.

Soon Gu Qian fell asleep on the bed.

At the same time, Shen Chengrui asked Mu Feng to check the license plate number.