The fake daughter is bound to the mountain king system

The scene froze for a moment, and coincidentally a dark cloud floated overhead with the wind, and the clear sky became gloomy, as if a heavy rain was about to fall in the next second.

Villager: "..."

From the woman who ran over like a madman and suddenly took out alcohol and wanted to set herself on fire, to the plainclothes police who arrived at the same time as the mad woman for some reason, everything confused them.

Yu Jiao: “…”

Unlike the villagers, considering the preview in 778 that Liang Lingchuan is about to cause trouble and the current situation, it is not difficult to see that this is a good show prepared for them.

Yu Jiao has been staying in Shoushan Village for the past two years. She has called the police several times and has been to the police station several times.

But none of these people in front of me looked familiar...

778: [He came from the city...]

Yu Jiao paused slightly.

He actually considered whether the villagers and local police might know each other?

Have they considered...

"Sorry to interrupt."

When Yu Jiao was thinking and taking a step forward, someone spoke sternly and pushed her back with one hand.

Yu Gui took three steps forward, took out a certificate, and waved it in front of the people who spoke harshly, saying: "I have personally reported this mountain temple consecration activity to the Religious Management Association. The self-immolator arrived less than ten minutes before you. You didn't confirm whether this person is a villager or not, and you made a decision without confirming it?!"

"Who reported you? Have you checked with other departments? Let your leader come and talk to me!"

"..."

Yu Gui is so righteous that he is almost evil.

Although no one saw what was written on the certificate in her hand, it was obvious that the group of people on the opposite side had retreated. They discussed it for a while and nodded to Yu Gui, "We need to consult with our superiors and verify your identity."

Yu Gui nodded calmly.

And Yu Jiao who was protected by her: =A=

Surprise! The fifth sister I have never met is actually a hidden boss!

Seeing that the whole incident was heading strangely towards the issue of official internal coordination, Yu Jiao and the villagers looked at each other for a while, and then looked at the woman who was standing there blankly, as if she had lost all her life after the failure of her self-immolation.

Aunt Jane was not very happy, but she and a few other aunts stepped forward to help the man away from the dangerous alcohol.

Someone went to fetch water to dilute the alcohol on the grass.

Yu Jiao followed Aunt Zhen with the wolf cub in her arms, feeling proud of 778 in her heart: [Look, my sister!]

778: [Our sister! ]

Hehe, each of them held the wolf cub and grinned foolishly, and the Maine Coon cat even tried to scratch the wolf cub's ears.

Feng Lan: “…”

Mo Mo flashed his claws to scare away the stupid intelligent life, and the wolf cub lay comfortably in the believer's arms.

The mountain god has seen many officials and scholars who have passed the imperial examinations or have been sent on horseback to other places. If any of the villagers need his help, that would be great. It is like traveling at night with rich clothes if one does not return home. It is just right, and no one should compete with him for it.

But His believers are born with a quietness like that of wild flowers. If someone around them gets into trouble and is isolated and helpless, she will definitely stand up for them. But if someone has already stood up for them, she doesn't care if the limelight is stolen.

All she wants is the same as always, stability.

The wolf cub holds his chin with his paws. It sounds simple as always, yet it is so complicated.

Yu Jiao actively suggested, and Aunt Zhen took the woman to Yu Jiao's courtyard. They sat down in the Chinese-style courtyard, which was still full of colorful flowers and floating fragrance in late autumn, and they all felt a comfortable laziness.

Even the crazy woman went from being in a desperate daze to being bewildered.

Take the opportunity to make a cup of scented tea for each of you. This product of the system must be of the highest quality and it once again played its role as a miraculous medicine.

Yu Jiao held a cup of tea, pushed the fruit plate, and tentatively asked the woman who had calmed down after drinking the water: "Auntie, what happened to your child? Can you tell us? What if we can really help? But don't start a fire."

The little girl was confused: "If you wet your clothes with alcohol and set them on fire, you will only burn yourself. If the gods are really good, they definitely don't want to see you like this."

The woman stared at her blankly, feeling an inexplicable sense of self-loathing.

Ever since her child was lost, she has been indulged in negative emotions, going crazy, blaming everything and everyone around her. This time, when she heard the news, she wanted to burn herself to attract help from the gods. Wouldn't she, with her remaining sanity, not know whether it was true or not?

She was just too tired, too tired, too tired...

It would be great if she could find her child by dying like this, but if not, then death might as well be the best thing.

However, she had already given up on herself, but the person who was visited by her, a bad guest, was still concerned about her... and her child... her child...

The woman was almost in a trance again. She murmured, "Why would I want to die? If I die... who will save my child..."

When Yu Jiao heard this, she quickly handed the person another cup of tea: "Auntie, drink it. Let's talk after you finish it."

The woman did as she was told in a daze, then calmed down a little: "..."

She herself finds it weird!

Aunt Zhen and the others were also stunned, and they just felt that it was impressive, so they also drank tea from the beautiful white porcelain cups.jpg

Seeing this, Yu Nian looked left and right and stood up hesitantly: "...Uh, how about I go fry some loaches?"

Everyone: "Go quickly——"

The fried snacks were served on the table. The tempting burnt aroma from the Maillard reaction made those who had been busy all morning and had not eaten anything feel hungry. I don’t know whose stomach growled first, but the aunties who helped bring out the snacks didn’t hesitate at all and sat down and started eating!

The woman's clothing, which was inappropriate for the season, felt warm after entering the courtyard, and her skinny body, which had not eaten properly for half a year, absorbed energy through the warm hospitality.

She was finally able to clearly and coherently explain the cause of her suffering over the past six months.

The woman's name is Cen Jiahui, and she was born in a small city not far from Shan City.

She has been married for twenty years and has only one daughter, who is fourteen years old this year.

Because she was injured during childbirth and could not have another child, her in-laws had a lot of complaints about her and were lukewarm towards her child.

After the background was explained, some aunties who were chewing dried fish had already sensed the flaw.

really.

As the child grew up, the conflict between Cen Jiahui and her husband's family became increasingly serious. Finally one day, Cen Jiahui found the person who should handle this matter the most - her husband.

Then there was a huge quarrel filled with hysteria and destruction, and the two naturally divorced.

Her daughter followed her and changed her surname to Cen.

It did not prevent her ex-husband, who complained to her mother-in-law in private and made her mother-in-law take the lead, from finding a new wife and having a son.

At this point, I thought they would just part ways and be happy, but if that were true, how could Cen Jiahui become like this?

Cen Jiahui's hand holding the teacup was throbbing with veins. "That day he went to Yueyue's school and told me that he wanted to take Yueyue to celebrate grandma's birthday. Yueyue agreed. He hadn't remarried yet, so I didn't want to disappoint Yueyue. So I agreed with Yueyue to pick her up at 9:30 in the evening."

result……

Cen Jiahui left home at nine o'clock, and Cen Xueyue left her grandmother's house early at nine:05. The mother and daughter, one rode a tram and the other rode a shared bicycle.

The way home is a main road, so there is no possibility of getting lost. Before Cen Xueyue went out, she even called Cen Jiahui.

They should have met in less than ten minutes, but Cen Jiahui never saw her daughter Cen Xueyue again.

Cen Jiahui was held in Aunt Zhen's arms and burst into tears.

She said intermittently that she didn't know what her ex-husband had said to her daughter that made her angry and go out alone early, and that her ex-husband was evasive and shirking responsibility after her daughter disappeared. The more Yu Jiao listened, the more her brows furrowed.

The rookie detective team restarted, and the three of them held a small meeting in the encrypted channel. Yu Jiao said: [The ex-husband is indeed very suspicious. ]

778 is a logical system, wait and see for now: [Although suspicious, according to the timeline mentioned by Cen Jiahui and the surveillance cameras on the road, her ex-husband had no chance to commit the crime. ]

Feng Lan: [Is there a camera in my ex-husband's house? ]

778: [No.]

[Does the phone contain any suspected criminal information? Selling or trading... or something like that.] Yu Jiao is not a supporter of the theory that even a poisonous tiger will not eat its own cubs.

[No... but it is possible that there are slang codes. Host, wait a moment, I will build a model! ]

778 The only obstacle in the data world is that humans can always invent a lot of weird industry jargon. For example, posting a coin of one yuan or something on Xianyu is a reference to an offline illegal transaction.

However, as long as the repeated data of suspected secret codes on the entire network are combined and the real meaning is traced back one by one to infer the source, it can still be decoded. What's more, there are many enthusiastic netizens who will accidentally leak industry jargon to outsiders.

Even 778’s catchphrase recently has become: I’ll build a model!

After 778 openly hacked into the electronic products of Cen Jiahui's ex-husband, he quickly tinkered with them and returned to the discussion: [There are codes for gathering for gambling and sex transactions, but no suspected human trafficking or transactions involving his own daughter were found.]

The investigation of the case came to a small stalemate, and the three kids silently looked at the person involved who was still sporadically giving out information.

“…Speaking of which.”

Yu Nian, who was chewing a big bone with sauce on the side and trying to stuff it into the mountain god wolf cub's mouth, couldn't help but interrupt when the dignified wolf cub raised its paw to reject him, "Auntie Cen, who told you that there is a mountain god temple in our village that is very powerful?"

At this point, everyone was already fully immersed in the case of their daughter's disappearance, and they were all stunned when they heard this.

Aunts: “…”

Yes, is the mountain god in their village so famous? But they just knew about the mountain god in their village not long ago?

Yu Jiao:!!!

Feng Lan: “…”

778: [——Yes.]

If the aunts were stunned because of confusion, then the three rookie detectives were enlightened, and inspiration was like a silver bottle bursting out of a water slurry... All the confusion returned to the starting point, the root, that is:

Why did Cen Jiahui come to Shoushan Village to self-immolate? The reason was Liang Lingchuan!

【778--】

【immediately--】

The technically skilled Maomao started working overtime again, and the silence on the side did not last long, as the enthusiastic aunts were equally indignant and passionate.

"Yes, why did you come to see the mountain god of our village?"

"Where did you hear that? Our village just confirmed a few days ago that it was going to build a mountain temple..."

"You were able to get information so promptly when you were looking for your child?"

Some people frowned, and some looked at the people around them: "Is someone doing self-media? Well, not making money but leaking information, who is it?"

Cen Jiahui was stunned by the question, and her sadness paused as she recalled: "I, I remember it was..."

The lingering aroma of tea soothed her extreme emotions, and her little bit of rationality was like a kite with a broken string that was tied up with a rope.

Vague memories slowly emerged in my mind. "I searched all the nearby cities, but there was no news. I was going to look for him in a more remote place, and then... I bumped into someone on the road."

Two days ago, Cen Jiahui started looking for someone in the direction of Shan City. She was burning with determination and in just half a year she went from a plump figure to a skinny and half-human appearance. But she could still run, she had to run.

Until she was almost hit by a car, in a moment of life and death, and for some reason the energy in her heart suddenly disappeared.

The car turned the steering wheel in time and hit the green belt.

Two people who looked like brothers got out of the car in a hurry to check on her. Seeing that she was fine, the one driving muttered "What bad luck", while the other one said "I heard that the mountain god guarding the village is very powerful".

As they helped Cen Jiahui up, they kept discussing the mountain temple and the ancient rituals of lighting fires and offering human sacrifices...

Cen Jiahui believed it.

But looking back now, Cen Jiahui feels that she might really be crazy.

On the side, 778 confirmed: [There was indeed a small traffic accident two days ago, no one was injured, and the license plate number was confirmed to be purchased by the Liang Group. ]

It is a little sorry that [it was not able to find more intersections between Liang Lingchuan and Cen Jiahui or her ex-husband and daughter. ]

Yu Jiao understood very well: [It’s normal.]

After all, considering Liang Lingchuan's behavior of being so stubborn that the world makes way for him, it is very likely that the passerby fell down inexplicably and could not walk on this road just because Liang Lingchuan passed by and did not want to see people on this road again.

But in this case, even if they guessed correctly, they would not be able to help Cen Jiahui.

After gnawing on three large bones in frustration, Yu Jiao held the best incense sticks and followed the large group to the mountain temple.

Cen Jiahui, who had regained some energy, was very rational and strong. She thanked everyone for their kindness in helping her and also apologized for her reckless behavior. She decided that since she was already here, she should burn a stick of incense at the mountain god temple and ask the mountain god to forgive her for not having much money left and being unable to donate more.

"I beg the mountain god to bless my daughter, keep her healthy and safe from illness and disaster..."

"It's okay even if you can't come back to me."

Cen Jiahui's back was firm and persistent as she left. Yu Jiao sat on the tree and watched her walk away.

Yu Jiao, who has been recognized as a modern version of the mountain god priest by the mountain god, the mountain god temple, and the system, can also hear Cen Jiahui's wish without Feng Lan conveying it.

She hugged her knees and leaned back on the wolfskin mat in frustration, looking like a depressed little mushroom.

Fenglan Big Wolf howled and advised: "Just do your best."

Yu Jiao: “…No.”

Yu Jiao sighed. She knew that she was not omnipotent. She couldn't even slap to death the guy who disturbed her peaceful life.

She was depressed because on the first day of the mountain temple, the first believer who came to burn incense "in admiration of the temple" could not fulfill his wish...

She is such a useless priest, and her mountain god is also...

"Feng Lan, your signboard is smashed..."

The ambitious chief priest sighed, "What should we do? Maybe even if we build the temple, there will only be believers from our village."

Just eat it cold.

Feng Lan was speechless, but still kindly comforted the believer: "It's okay, I gave her a little protection, at least she won't have a car accident on the way to find her daughter. If an accident like Liang Lingchuan happens to her again, I will also be able to sense it."

Like releasing a buoy?

"it's dark."

Seeing that Yu Jiao was still sighing, Feng Lan had to find a way to divert her attention: "Take you to see something happy?"