I left QQ for an interactive netizen in the book review, and that person is Gu Nerve.

"Right now, this person called Pingshui meets obviously sees our chat."

Lin Fan didn't rush to reply to the other party, looked at the comments again, and found that the floor where he left his QQ number had been deleted, which means that this person had learned his QQ number before.

"Do you know how to raise Gu, will you raise the kind of microorganism you said?" The man asked.

"No, it won't. ”

"Oh, look like you're describing the real thing. ”

Lin Fan was about to dry him first, and opened the Gu art exchange group, there were only a few messages, all of them were chatting, and when he flipped up, he saw the message with the exposed picture and the link to the Trojan horse, his eyes lingered on the picture for two seconds, it should be said that the person who chose the picture had a good taste, which also caused him to not pay attention to the text content in the first place.

Click on the QQ data of the number of the development information, and find that the avatar of this QQ has been changed to a landscape photo.

"Why do you change your profile picture?" This question just flashed in Lin Fan's mind, and the "Pingshui Meeting" sent a message,

"I'm very interested in Gu, and I hope to give me advice!" A red envelope came to the hair under the message.

Lin Fan didn't click on it. Of course, if he knew that this was a 200 red envelope, he would definitely hesitate...... Lin Fan became more and more interested in this person, but the more he did this, the more tense he became.

The man waited for ten minutes, and when he saw that Lin Fan didn't accept the red envelope, he sent another 200 item, "Good things come in pairs, and I am willing to worship my brother as a teacher." ”

The red envelope does not accept the invisible amount, Lin Fan thought to himself, send two in succession, and you don't need to look at it to know that it is five yuan each.

But he can't overdo it, he pretends to be superior,

"A hundred, just a hundred. ”

Seeing these words in the eyes of the other party, he immediately regarded him as a master, and immediately sent a hundred red envelopes, not daring to send even one more, for fear of annoying the master.

Lin Fan was very comfortable receiving the red envelope, the bank card tied to this number was not his own, although he could not withdraw cash, but it was good to put it in the account and send red envelopes if he had nothing to do.

"Why are you interested in this?" Lin Fan asked.

"I like to hunt for curiosity the most, and I'm also a writer, I've been stuck in a bottleneck in my writing lately, and I want to know how you will deal with this kind of microbial Gu if you encounter it, I want to write this idea of yours into the novel. ”

This makes sense, but if you want to say how to deal with Lin Fan, you know, and everyone at that time knew it. This kind of microbial Gu is called urn Gu, named after the stored utensils, and also has the meaning of "please enter the urn" and "catch turtles in the urn", this Gu can only be cultivated in a dark place, like a claustrophobic environment, and it is the most unbearable to be exposed. But who dares to dig a grave in broad daylight in the pre-era is a capital crime of killing a thousand knives. Moreover, large tombs are often buried deep underground, and there are many burial chambers, and a few tomb robbers alone cannot be completely excavated. In history, Cao Cao and Wen Tao may not be afraid of this kind of Gu, if they encounter a tomb that they can't handle, then dig it during the day, and a few people will die.

Lin Fan wasn't going to tell him this, but he didn't want to tell a lie after receiving the red envelope from others, "This kind of Gu has the ability to sleep, but it can only last for twenty years, and then go and see it after twenty years." ”

……

"Sir, so bold!" The man choked out the words, "There's no other way?"

"Nope. "A hundred yuan is already very discounted, "Maybe you can consider penicillin and cephalosporin?" Lin Fan began to perfunctory.

"It's useless," the man replied, adding "It's too uncreative, readers won't buy it"

Lin Fan felt that his sentence "this is useless" was too resolute, and "too uncreative, readers won't buy it" was too slow.

The man asked some more questions, and also asked Lin Fan for his phone number and address, saying that he wanted to send him a gift, but Lin Fan prevaricated. The man had no choice but to give up, say goodnight, and go offline.

Lin Fan looked at the chat history again and didn't find much of a problem, but it was a bit strange to talk to himself for so long for an idea and send a 100-yuan red envelope. In the end, he looked at the two red envelopes that he didn't receive, but he couldn't help it, a master has to be a master.

In the next few days, Lin Fan still bought a basketball and found a secluded court next to the community to concentrate on practicing. He usually practices at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and few people come to play at this point.

Lin Fan focused on practicing dribbling and shooting, the foundation of martial arts made it very easy for him to practice, and the progress can be said to be a thousand miles a day, on the basis of not using internal force and light skills, Lin Fan has been able to dribble with both hands to stop control, turn around, and change direction, and the three-point shooting rate has reached a terrifying 80%, but now he is abused by a group of bear children.

This group of children all live here, Lin Fan thought about practicing with them at first, and said that he was not ashamed to single-handedly challenge all the children, but as soon as the bear children came up, they pulled their arms and hugged their legs, and there was an older child who jumped directly on his back, Lin Fan wanted to cry without tears.

Frolicking with the children, Lin Fan bought them some mineral water and drinks to drink while sitting and resting. He sat down next to a boy who was none other than the boy who had been sitting at the next table at the snack bar that day. Lin Fan handed him the drink in his hand, "You played the ball well, did you specialize in it?"

The boy hummed softly, and his mother took him to his grandmother's house for a few days, he was originally raised by his grandparents, but when he was in the fifth grade, his father died, and his grandmother felt lonely and took him to take care of him. Today he went out to play with a few classmates from elementary school, and participated in the encirclement and suppression of Lin Fan just now, and many of the balls were scored by him, it should be said that he has not had such fun for a long time.

Lin Fan actually recognized him and chose to play with them, he was extremely lonely and helpless when he was young, and he was very sympathetic to this child, that is, he gave him some care as much as he could.

"Zichen ......", someone was calling the boy's name, and Lin Fan remembered that his name was Liu Zichen. When he looked up, it was his mother standing on the side of the road outside the stadium calling out to him.

"Hasn't this woman left yet?" This was the first reaction in Lin Fan's mind. But when the woman saw him, she seemed to have seen a ghost:

"You...... What are you doing...... Zichen, come to Mom!"

Lin Fan looked dazed, he didn't do anything, he just gave your son a drink, and he didn't take any medicine.

The woman rushed over, pulled up her son, who was also dazed, and covered behind her, "What's the matter with you coming at me, don't hurt the child!"

Hey, dare to love this woman is not in a normal state, no wonder the gods are rich and rich that day, and she looks very handsome, it's a pity!

Who seems to have heard that say?

Lin Fan quickly figured it out, he couldn't deal with this woman's plan, and he had to get out as soon as possible for today's plan. So he picked up the basketball on the ground and smiled at the boy behind the woman, "Your name is Zichen, let's play together next time." After saying that, he waved his hand, turned around and left.

"You wait!" the girl behind her was a little hoarse, "what did you give him a drink?"

"Drink", Lin Fan shook the bottle in his hand, "carbonated".

"You ......" The woman wanted to say something, but she still stopped.

Don't leave at this time, let alone when, Lin Fan turned around and left. The woman stretched out her hand, but finally did not say anything to stop it.

Lin Fan thought about this as he walked, and felt that something was wrong, to say who he looked like, evoked the memory of the woman's fear, but she smiled at herself that day. To say that I followed her and was discovered, and I was very careful that day, she would never have noticed. If you put some clues in the past few days into the context of leading the snake out of the hole, it seems that there are some problems.

Anyway, he decided to sneak back and take a look. This is the family area of a former state-owned factory, and the roads are vertical and horizontal, extending in all directions. He made a big circle, and wanted to slowly walk to the direction of the court from the other end of the road, but as soon as he reached an intersection, he saw the old Jetta that the woman was driving before hurriedly driving by, and a boy named Liu Zichen was sitting in the back seat.

She was trying to escape, and she chose the opposite direction to herself, why did she flee?

The basketball court is very close to the community where Lin Fan's family lives, so he walks over every time. Right now, the other party is driving a car, and he can't catch up at all without light work.

can only take one step at a time, Lin Fan chased the dust raised by the car and ran all the way, fortunately, the road in this area is narrow and tortuous, Lin Fan can not only hang but also deliberately keep some distance to avoid being discovered. But out of this area is a national highway, and the only hope is to be able to stop a taxi quickly.

But Lin Fan has no such character, and when he chased to the side of the national highway and watched the Jetta go all the way west, he did see a taxi driving by, but the car was full of passengers, and the trunk was open because it was stuffed with luggage.

Just when Lin Fan was at a loss, a white electric car slowly slowed down and changed direction, as if he wanted to avoid Lin Fan, who had already stepped on the road with one foot, but the steering wheel was too big, and it almost turned into a U-turn. Lin Fan couldn't help but take a look in the car, and there was an acquaintance sitting in the cab!