The unlucky life of a medical student

"Unexpectedly, the murals in the Guanyin Temple that inspired future generations to fight the enemy bravely would become the source of inspiration for the development of farmhouse music more than 600 years later. I don't know how the ancestors of the Zhong family have spirits in the sky, and how they feel at this moment."

After walking out of Dahuang Village, Zhong Wuchuan said to Xu Guangcheng.

Xu Guangcheng said: "The ancestors of the Zhong family should not be upset. It's not that everything is empty after death, and there is nothing left when a person dies. Rather, if there is knowledge under the spring, seeing that the descendants of all ages are no longer living in blood. They don’t even understand the murals they left behind to encourage them to kill the barbarians, and they thought it was a farmhouse development project... This kind of idea that only exists in a peaceful and prosperous age is enough to make them smile nine springs."

"Yes, what the martyrs spared their lives to pursue is the carefreeness of future generations."

Zhong Wuchuan was filled with emotion.

At this time, Liu Jiating's stretched Lincoln roared past the two of them under the clearing of three heavy-duty Harleys, and the mud wetted by the mist splashed and stuck to the trousers of the two.

"This driver... drives so arrogantly!"

Zhong Wuchuan was a little dissatisfied.

Xu Guangcheng said, "Do you want me to punish you?"

"……this……"

Zhong Wuchuan thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt that it was unnecessary.

Seeing that he had changed his mind, Xu Guangcheng said, "Let's go, chat with your classmate!"

……

……

Li Mingshan's pork shop is the largest pork shop in the area.

Before ten o'clock in the morning, the pork was almost sold out, and only some pig lungs, pig hearts and pigs were left in the water.

When Zhong Wuchuan came to the butcher shop, Li Mingshan was eating shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables. Seeing Zhong Wuchuan and Xu Guangcheng, he quickly put down the noodle bowl and said, "What do you want to buy?"

"Buy a pair of pig lungs and pig intestines," Xu Guangcheng said, "By the way, how many sharpeners are there in Twist Le Town?"

Li Mingshan wrapped the pig's lungs and pig's large intestines, and handed them over: "Why do you ask this? Who's sharpening a knife now!"

"I would like to know."

Xu Guangcheng took the pig lungs and pig intestines and handed them to Zhong Wuchuan.

Li Mingshan also recognized Zhong Wuchuan at this time, and said, "Brother Wu, why are you here to sell meat!"

As he spoke, he chopped off a slender piece of pork belly and said, "I haven't seen you in so many years, this piece of meat is a bonus, I'll give it to you!"

"Amin, you are too polite."

Zhong Wuchuan was very embarrassed.

Because of Zhong Wuchuan, Li Mingshan is no longer hostile to Xu Guangcheng. While eating noodles while purring, he said: "There are still people in the town who sharpen knives, just next door to my house, who have professionally sharpened knives for 50 years! After all, I have to Call him uncle!"

"Then has he recently..."

Before Xu Guangcheng finished speaking, Li Mingshan interrupted.

He said: "Do you suspect that my uncle has something to do with the death red envelope game?"

"Any possibility needs to be verified."

Xu Guangcheng refused to answer the question directly.

Li Mingshan was very dissatisfied with his arrogance, but it didn't happen because of Zhong Wuchuan's presence.

He finished eating the noodles with pickled vegetables and shredded pork, and said to his father, "Dad, take care of the butcher shop first, and I'll take two friends home!"

"go Go!"

Li Mingshan's father took the noodle bowl and asked Zhong Wuchuan to temporarily store the pig's lungs and large intestines in the refrigerator, which made Zhong Wuchuan, who was already embarrassed, even more embarrassed.

……

Li's house is just behind the butcher shop.

In a few minutes, Li Mingshan had brought the two of them to the door of his uncle's house.

"Uncle! Uncle! I'm Xiao Ming, I'll bring my friends to see you!"

Li Mingshan knocked hard on the iron door, but no one opened the door after knocking for a long time, he got impatient and kicked it down!

Boom!

The door opened.

The rotten smell hits the face.

Li Mingshan inherited the family business of butchering pigs, but he was very timid in his bones. He shrank immediately when he smelled something wrong in the house.

"Brother Wu, my uncle lives here, go in by yourself!"

After speaking, he wanted to run away, but was fixed in place by a mysterious force and could not move.

Xu Guangcheng said: "Since we're here, let's go in together!"

"No! Don't!"

Li Mingshan's tongue trembled in panic, but his body betrayed his will.

When Xu Guangcheng took a step, he also followed, walked into the uncle's house, and walked to the depth where the smell of decay was the strongest!

click!

Zhong Wuchuan turned on the fluorescent lamp, and in front of the three of them was the corpse of a highly corrupted elderly man.

The corpse was lying face down on the ground, and it looked as if the old man had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage in the middle of the night and fell off the bed and died.

Of course, before a formal autopsy, any conclusion is subjective.

Xu Guangcheng touched his chin and said, "How is your relationship with your uncle? Do you have a lot of contacts?"

"Generally, I will walk around during the New Year and holidays, and I will bring him some delicious food made at home," Li Mingshan said. "Nowadays it is popular to use sharpening sticks, but in the past, pork sellers did not dare to offend them." Sharpener."

"We understand this even if you don't tell me."

Zhong Wuchuan said: "Call the police first. If you have anything to do, wait until the police arrive."

"Yes, wait until the police arrive!"

Li Mingshan agreed, he was so scared that he almost peed out.

……

……

The police came to the scene soon after receiving the report. After a simple inspection, they determined that it was an accidental sudden death caused by an ordinary old man living alone. However, because of Xu Guangcheng's attitude, they did not send the old man's body to the funeral home immediately. Transported to the morgue, ready to be handed over to the forensic doctor for autopsy.

Naturally, Li Mingshan and others were also severely interrogated.

And the townspeople of Twisting Le, who were already at war because of the death red envelope incident, filled their brains with countless conspiracies and guesses about the sudden death of the old man.

The theory of death-defying souls came out again, and some people said that the old man did wicked things when he was young, and he was punished when he was old!

For a while, you can say anything.

Zhong Wuchuan and Xu Guangcheng were walking on the street, hearing the townspeople talking about it, they couldn't help saying, "Everyone has amazing brains."

Xu Guangcheng said: "Imagination is not directly proportional to the level of education."

"I think so too, and even feel that the two are inversely proportional," Zhong Wuchuan said, "By the way, Lao Xu, what do you think about this series of things now?"

"A jumbled jigsaw puzzle that doesn't reveal a clue, but is sure everything is connected."

Xu Guangcheng raised his head and looked at Zhong Shan in the distance.

"Perhaps we should dig up Zhongshan's fairy tomb to have a look, maybe we can find unexpected treasures."

"Don't be a little mound."

Zhong Wuchuan was indifferent to Xu Guangcheng's joke.

Seeing that he wasn't fooled, Xu Guangcheng said, "Why don't we call Qi Ling over? Although this guy is incompetent, he has a really good nose, and he can tell who has a life at a glance."

"It's so powerful, it can be used as a police dog."

Zhong Wuchuan followed suit.

At this moment, Xu Guangcheng's cell phone rang, and it was Dante calling from overseas.

When he answered the phone, he seemed a little careless: "Dante, you suddenly called overseas, is there anything important?"

Then, he looked serious.

"you sure?"

Xu Guangcheng urged Dante.

Dante's reply to him must have been very bad, because when he hung up the phone, his face was already black and blue.

Seeing this, Zhong Wuchuan asked Xu Guangcheng: "What happened? Why do you look like..."

"Uriah is not dead yet," Xu Guangcheng said. "Joan of Arc took over the Knights Templar, and found a sleeping cabin in the underground darkroom of the Knights. There were traces of use in the sleeping cabin. Surveillance showed that it was last used. It was used five days ago, and the user is Uriah!"

"Uriah?!"

Zhong Wuchuan was shocked: "Didn't Dante kill her already?"

"Dante killed Nina's body, not Uriah's."

"Does that make any difference?"

Zhong Wuchuan didn't understand the details here.

Xu Guangcheng explained: "The soul is an existence attached to the body. The body is immortal, and the soul is immortal. Of course, after cultivating to a certain level, the soul can indeed survive for a period of time without the body, but there are many restrictions on this kind of survival. Time is short, and there are very few people in today's society who are capable of doing that."

"You said this a long time ago," Zhong Wuchuan said, "Once the body dies, the soul will also die completely. It can only be done under extremely accidental circumstances... For example, the wind that I just saw..."

"Feng Dake has not reached this level. His method of transferring souls is very close to that of Uriah. They are all ancient methods of Miaojiang!"

"Miao Jiang... is Miao Jiang poisonous?"

Zhong Wuchuan was a little excited, Miaojiang Gu poison is one of the important elements of online novels.

"Uriah has a small amount of Miao blood. Her great-grandmother was a Miao woman who was brought back to France by her great-grandfather as a trophy. Because of this relationship, she learned the superficial aspects of the Miao village's soul-moving secret technique. She once moved The soul is on the body of a Miao village man, trying to get the full version of the soul-moving secret technique.

It's a pity that when she was active in Miaojiang, I was also in Miaojiang, which caused her to fail, and because of this reason, I became a guest of Miao Village and learned the secret of the soul-shifting secret technique.

During possession, she can use other people's body to move while her own body enters a deep sleep state.After the possessed body dies, the soul returns to the original body.But if the body is killed during the possession, the soul will die quickly after brain death! "

"In other words, Nina is dead, but Uriah may still be alive? If her body is not killed!"

"Yes, Joan of Arc's first task after taking over the Knights Templar is to find Uriah!" Xu Guangcheng said, "The damage to Uriah's soul from Dante's Holy Spirit Bullet can only last for three days. Three days later, she The soul will automatically repair and return to the body."

The author has something to say:

Here is an explanation of picking up red envelopes on the road.

Picking up red envelopes on the road has different interpretations in different places, but they generally belong to the category of folk curses.

The southeast coast (such as Taiwan) will put the birth date and relics of the daughter who died before she was married in a red envelope bag, and put it on the bridge or by the roadside. day for their marriage. (For details, please see the Taiwanese movie "Memories of the Corpse")

There are other places where there is such a custom. When a family with a child dies, the adults will seal the lucky money to the little ghost and put it in the place where the child played. Generally, the amount in this kind of red envelope is not very high. If you don't return the red envelope, you may get into trouble with little ghosts.

Of course, the most common situation is - often unlucky or a family member is seriously ill in bed, you can ask the master to seal the sickness and bad luck in a red envelope bag and throw it on the road with a certain amount of money, and ask passers-by to pick it up ( Take over bad luck and disease), the money in the red envelope is used as compensation for taking over bad luck, which is quite vicious.

In a word, don't pick up red envelopes on the roadside.