Lie Huo Jiao Chou

Director Xiao was an ups and downs, and not long after returning, he called and called for a meeting with the old director.

It happened that Xuan Ye had been "seconded" by the field, and it was almost time to return to the aftercare department to work.

"The old director is a 'power department'. In the past, the sectarian racial system was broken by you, and after the bloodline became thinner and thinner, the special awakening became more and more casual. Now it is divided according to the dominant power attribute. "

While talking, Xuan Yuan touched the outside of the hot oil pan and felt that the temperature was almost the same, so he beat the eggs directly.

Raw eggs fall into the oil, and the protein rapidly expands. The water swells the hot oil like a quince, splashing everywhere, and the oil spots splash into his hands. He is not afraid to burn anyway. Did not fall one. On the left, you quickly adjusted the sauce, and on the right, you took out the oily eggs that were quickly oily. On the way, you also hand-poured the ham and vegetables into the rice oil-rolling congee pot.

Two hands each doing their own work, without delay between the left and right, especially calm.

"Generally, the grip strength is two orders of magnitude higher than that of ordinary people ... that is more than a hundred times, and at the same time there are no other obvious abilities, they will be classified as the" power system, "" Xuan poke the snacks in the steamer with the tip of a chopstick, and continued. "But in fact, it's pretty bad. Now that there are machines, rivers and lakes scammers haven't performed their chest broken stones fashionablely. In the past thirty years, except for the old director, the power department has rarely been able to get ahead in the bureau. He is too hard-- Ordinary people retire at sixty ... just to be old, special ability is not necessarily, look at physical functions-when he was over ninety years old, he encountered a major accident in the field, and even personally hosted it, two or three times when I ran into it. "

Sheng Lingyuan watched his performance through the smokey kitchen. He wanted to laugh a little, but the smile didn't float up, and he sighed secretly—Xuan Yuan seemed to have made up his mind, and wanted to be ashamed of the pot, every day he could be there. The kitchen tossed out an acrobatics.

And it wasn't just the kitchen that he tossed.

On the first day, by cleaning the floor, Xuan Yuan cleaned up the home that wasn't dirty and cleaned out two boxes of old objects, including books, CDs, tapes, and game consoles.

After waiting for Sheng Lingyuan to figure out what these things are for, the next day he tossed out a bunch of outdated digital products, saying that he would maintain and repair them one by one, resell them, and intentionally or unintentionally "complain" and talk about the past The baby bought at a large price is a baby that can be passed on to the world. Now let ’s say that the things bought at a large price are passed down. The new year is outdated, and the update is faster than panting ... After complaining, I gave Sheng Lingyuan the opportunity to show him his collection at the Abyss altar. "Baby".

On the third day, the home received a courier—Xuan Yuan suspected that the white wall of the living room was too monotonous, and purchased a world map board as large as a wall. He marked all the places he visited with colored pins and nailed them. Up photos.

Sheng Lingyuan didn't fully understand how the "photograph" was taken, but he understood Xuan Yuan's meaning.

Xuan Ye knew that he would pay attention to everything around him, so he wanted to show him "impassionately". He was chic, could eat and play, and lived well. It wasn't "more than thirty years of resurgence, and he set foot on earth. You have to rent a house. "

It is a pity that once the exhibition is over, the nature of the bird can't be conquered. Exposing too much force, it seems deliberate.

"The power is infinite," Sheng Lingyuan said absently, "the ancestor should be a beast."

"How can you see other people's bloodlines at a glance?" Xuan Yuan asked strangely. Before, he had amnesia. Now that the seal is broken and the memory is returned, he still fails to have this skill. Although he has carefully studied Qian Yao Tu Jian, but Mixed for three thousand years, the characteristics of the ancestors should have been blurred, and the records in the scrolls could not be referenced at all.

"so I……"

On this turn, Xuan Yuan discovered that Sheng Lingyuan was standing behind him and he almost ran into his arms.

Xuan Ye quickly raised the sauce bowl: "What are you doing in the kitchen? It's messy here."

"Taste." Sheng Lingyuan took the sauce bowl from him.

"What ... that hot, you put down, I'll come."

"The taste of blood is different. I can feel that the magical six desires," Sheng Lingyuan avoids him, picks up the fried egg with the sound of "呲 呲", glances out of the corner of his eyes, and gently sweeps Xuanyuan. , "The taste is different."

Xuan Yuan stunned for a moment, then exploded — wait, that is to say ...

Is there any point **!

Sheng Lingyuan chuckled and floated away while holding a bowl

Xuan Yuan first boiled with the porridge in the pot for a long time, and meditated "empty / that is / is / color, color / that is / is / empty" ten times, and then recollected: "I believe in your evil!"

How old is this old ghost?

He was obviously teasing him again.

Sheng Lingyuan put the plate down, and felt a fire-like heat source approaching. As soon as he turned around, Xuan Yuan reached out to support the table and trapped him: "Hey, what do you smell?"

The presence of fragrance in various contemporary detergents is too high. It has long covered the breath of the body. He suddenly approached, and the smell of the same shampoo and laundry detergent on the two people was immediately entangled, and he was declared a word. Come out, it seems more and more difficult to give up.

The blood on Xuanyuan's face had not faded, and his eyes clung to the smell of shampoo. He fell on Sheng Lingyuan's hair and stared at the breakfast like a hungry person. When washing my hair, is it my test? "

Sheng Lingyuan: "..."

"Be careful." Xuan Yuan put a bowl of porridge next to him, politely stepped back, and said modestly, "I overslept today, just do a little, not as bad as the palace of Du Ling Palace. Now. "

After that, he slammed his fingers, and a few coins steadily supported the small steamer stacked on the stovetop, and each steamer was only as big as a palm, and a pair of small snacks were placed in it. Xian, at a table, Xuan Yuan took out his mobile phone, took a photo of his life with a filter, and sent a circle of friends proudly, waiting for someone to ask him why he made breakfast for two.

It was a pity that it failed.

Colleagues know that his family has a sword spirit. Ordinary friends outside the circle either asked him if he was rich, or whether he went to cook school for further studies, and some people said sourly that although civil servants could not make a pot of vinegar money, But Sheng is quiet and stable, and he has time to make breakfast himself, which is really enviable.

Every day for the livelihood, everyone is very practical, the show is too vague, no one understands the spirit.

At this time, the general dispatching office called and Xiao Zheng said, "There was an emergency. Fengshenyi has already set off. You take a few aftercare personnel to deal with it. It is related to the missing Jade mother-in-law. The route is applying. Go past first, and then return to the bureau to see the old director. "

"Our destination is called" Qingping Town ", and the local resident population is more than 10,000," said Ping Qianru on the special plane of the aftercare department. -The locals think she is a family, and each generation looks exactly the same, and she is offered as a living god. She also has her own shrine, which is considered a local attraction.

Sheng Lingyuan, who was talking about ancient times to graduate students, heard such a sentence and looked up.

During his reign, in addition to the old customs such as the God of Wealth and the Door God, it is strictly forbidden for people to worship idols, especially the shrines. Once found, they were punished with rebellion.

"Where does this Jade Mother-in-law come from?"

"It is said that I stayed at the last Qingping Secretary," Xuanzhen recalled for a moment. "If I remember correctly, it was about seven hundred years ago to cancel Qingping Secretary. At that time, the birth rate of" Tengneng "was already very low. It was calm for a long time to catch Abuchi, and there were few abnormal energy events ... or even if it happened, the central government did not know that the consultation was underdeveloped. Later, the Qingping Division of the imperial capital became a leisure business and raised a group of corpses for vegetarian meals. Noble children, real demon ... There are very few special talents. Those special talents usually put a macaroni on duty at Yemen and go out on their own. They haven't seen personal pictures for a few years, while taking a salary for free, while being a 'master' in the folk. Therefore, a political struggle triggered the reform of the administration of officials, and the abolition of this work-ridden department ... Xiao Yang, don't forget, this is not the point of postgraduate entrance examinations, blindly write down points. "

Yang Chao smirked at him: "Director, although it was tiring to review, I was suddenly filled with optimism, and I had a premonition that I would definitely be admitted this time."

Yang Chao didn't know what his constitution was, and he was particularly vulnerable to external emotions. Xuan Yuan remembered that the ancient sheep did not have this kind of problem. He didn't know what blood was mixed with his ancestors, but ...

He glanced at Sheng Lingyuan, not knowing whether the phrase “exhausting from review” was Yang Chao ’s own feeling or was affected.

"So how can she be more than 700 years old?" At this time, Sheng Lingyuan seemed to deliberately or unintentionally diverge from the topic. "I heard that her peers have already died apart from her, so this person knows the law and violates the law. What's so special about her new words dedicated to her? "

Xuan Yuan shook his head.

After Akibuchi went out, the aura and magic were very thin. If he was a big demon, he should have felt for 700 years.

"Isn't that puppet suggesting Mother-in-law to return to the old house? A colleague from a nearby branch raided Qingping Town where her old house was located. No one was blocked, but found that the statue of the goddess in the shrine was gone." Ping Qianru held the laptop screen Turn around, "This is a photo sent back by a colleague of Fengshenyi."

The ancestral hall is well maintained, and it can be seen that it should be repaired regularly. It is more glorious than the monuments protected by many countries ... it is too glorious, and it is faintly faint. Before the case, there were still incense candles that could not be cleaned. It seems that the incense is quite strong, but the idol enshrined on it has only an empty stone support.

Luo Cuicui asked with a probe: "Boss, is this the power of faith in the legend that can make people live longer?"

"No!" Waiting for Xuanyuan to reply, a loud voice came from the computer-Ping Qianru's computer was connected to the online voice phone, and Wang Ze, who arrived first, said, "Now the emoticons you pass everywhere are still in my Wu Shou is in harmony with the heavens? I want to see what kind of forbidden surgery this wife made. "

"Wait," Xuanyuan felt Wang Ze's background sound was very noisy. The koi seemed to be in a place with many people, with various rumblings beside it. "Why so noisy? I said Pharaoh, you won't forget it again After we evacuated the masses, let us go and rub our ass? "

"You heard it? You can hear it, too!" Wang Ze shouted excitedly, yelling at the younger brother next to him, "I'm saying what!"

Xuan Yuan: "Huh?"

"I want to be drunk too!" Wang Ze wanted to cry without tears. "But this group of" mass "please don't move! I said, Director Xuan, can you fly faster, our water system lacks yang, and we are really afraid of this. Such a scene, it is urgently needed to be able to ward off evil town houses. "

Xuan Yuan: "What's the situation?"

"Hell!"

As soon as Wang Ze's words fell, a voice almost wiped his ears, like a mosquito that suddenly penetrated into the auricle of the human body. He couldn't hear the content. There was only a buzz, and his goosebumps exploded, jumping three feet high: "Where? Where?"

"The energy tester didn't respond," Zhang Zhao said next, confused, "Boss, it wouldn't be mosquitoes."

"Nothing!" Qingping Town is north of Yongan. The temperature has already dropped below the freezing point. The ice on the river can stand. Wang Ze is wrapped in a turtle-like down jacket. Now, what mosquito can still be like a bomber! "

The entire area of ​​the shrine was isolated. Fengshen took a group of local fieldwork like a mine and searched nearby with an energy reactor.

Those who built the shrine did not know what they thought, and stood it next to a graveyard. This place is relatively remote. Cremation has only become stricter in recent years. In the first ten years, it was still a pack of coffins, and the ancestral tombs were buried.

Just in time for the first day of October, the popular folks burned the "cold clothes" for the deceased—usually colored paper, and some were mushy and burned with Ming coins.

The villagers who came to burn paper in the town felt that the atmosphere was not right in the morning. The accompanying children kept crying, saying "too many people are afraid".

Then something weirder happened. In recent years, people who have some conditions will set up a tombstone for the deceased family members. Generally, there are black and white photos on the monument. After burning the paper, the portraits of those photos changed suddenly-black and white clothes turned red and green, and there was a large flower on the chest of the old man on the photo, which was paste on the paper clothes burned by the family!

The dead old man looked like an officer from the stone tablet, and his black and white face seemed to have a happy smile on his face.

The villagers scared a few of them on the spot, and ran to the ancestral hall, only to discover that the idols were gone.

"Qianru," Gu Yuexi's voice came from the video call. "You can check it on the Internet first. Posts don't matter. No photos or videos should be streamed out ... Well, then, boss, I feel this place Signal is especially good. "2k novel reading network