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Hung up the phone, the scope finally breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, it turned out that Shangguan had already thought about it in front of him, and he sent someone early this morning to keep an eye on the Geographical Origin Hall, so that no matter how much movement there was, he would not be so passive.

The family, living as usual, eating breakfast and doing their own work, but it is also lively, but the category is also rare to be idle, the ghost hunting has to wait until the evening, looking for the depressed ghost has to wait until the weekend, the geoyuan hall has Shangguan to watch, the supernatural event has Guo Cripple and Zilong Dao Chang are paying attention, and the category suddenly feels the long-lost leisure.

He staggered to the computer, sat down, pressed the boot button casually, and said with emotion: "I haven't been on the Internet for many days, and I'm running around every day, and I'm about to catch up with Obama. ”

He first glanced at the USB flash drive, the memory was full, it seems that Ruofan is not there, and he went out to play again, and then opened QQ, while he was on the 6th, he reached out and touched the cigarette on his body, but there was nothing, Taishan walked over, took out a box of cloud cigarettes from his pocket, and handed it to the category: "Smoke me, it's strong." ”

He took the light, took a deep puff of the cigarette, and reveled: "It's so comfortable, to be honest, I really miss the old days, and now I've been messing with you for a long time, I doubt that I'm still human."

QQ's message suddenly became loud, and the drip was endless, and he was busy clicking on the information and looking at them one by one.

In addition to some meaningless group news, what is useful is the information of the editor of the magazine, one is to urge the manuscript, and the other is to care, because the category has not been submitted for some days, so the editor asked him if there was something wrong, or he was sick, and asked him to pay attention to his body.

The category was a little moved, and then sent a message back to the editor. said that there is nothing wrong with him, but there is something going on at home recently, and this month's manuscript will be submitted as soon as possible.

There is also a message, but it makes the category a little confused.

"Old classmate, how are you doing? I'm getting married again on January 22nd, and I'm going to come to the Tianzhi Hotel if I have time. I invited Li Yang to be the wedding master of ceremonies for me this time, haha, interesting, right? By the way, guess who I am? ”

is just such a piece of information with a beginning and no end, and let the category guess who he is, and the category looks at the screen name. It's a rather unfamiliar name: the secret of secrets.

Who is this person? I can't remember the category, of course, this must be his classmate back then, but he doesn't have a little impression of whom, thinking about it, he must have changed his screen name, so he can't recognize it now.

The category comes curiosity, and opens up the other person's personal space. I wanted to see if there was any relevant information and photos or something, but it turned out that it was clean and there was nothing, and I couldn't judge the identity at all.

That's just guesswork.

The category used his brain and launched an in-depth reflection on this message

Because, this person's message still reveals a lot of information.

First, he said that he was going to get married again, emphasizing the word "again". There is no doubt that this is at least a second marriage, and among some classmates who have a good relationship, there are really a lot of marriages, junior high school, high school, college, and even elementary school, which is too wide.

But. This person also said that he invited Li Yang to be the master of ceremonies, this tone, it is obvious that this Li Yang also knows the category, and he should also be a classmate.

So. The scope of the search has narrowed down a lot, and the scope has been thinking in my mind, and I have been recalling since kindergarten that I seem to know three people named Li Yang since I was a child.

One is a junior high school classmate, a girl, I heard that I immigrated to California with my parents a long time ago, and it is impossible to come back to be a wedding celebrant, this is excluded.

There is another one who should be in high school, and he is not bad with himself, but that buddy later degenerated, robbed with others, and was sentenced to fifteen years, and now he should still be gnawing in the nest, and he will definitely not be able to get out.

There is only one Li Yang left, and it is very possible to say that this guy is because he is the funeral master of ceremonies who once wanted to ask him for help when he caught the happy ghost in the previous category, and he is a college classmate of the category.

But he has been out of town and hasn't been in touch for a few years, and he is a full-time funeral master of ceremonies, how could he come back to officiate at the wedding? Who would dare to use it?

However, thinking about it, only he has this possibility, and when I think about my college classmates, those who are married, and who are in the same city as him, are only three or four, and a few familiar but vague faces appear in my mind one by one, but I can't be sure who it is.

Forget it, no matter who he is, it's an old classmate anyway, since today is the day of his wedding, he should go there, besides, by the way, he can also find a depressed ghost, right?

Seeing that the time was still early, it was only early at seven o'clock, and the category thought to himself, it was better to rush a manuscript out first and throw it to the magazine, which could be regarded as a complete task.

So, he settled down, snuffed out the cigarette, turned off QQ, opened the document, moved his fingers, thought for a while, and his fingers began to fly on the keyboard.

A poignant story poured out of his fingertips so smoothly and naturally, the story he wrote this time was the story of the female ghost Ah Xiang, a beautiful and kind woman, before the disaster was coming, she was instructed by the gods, but she refused to escape alone, while rescuing the villagers, she lost the opportunity to escape forever, and had to jump into the well, and after a few years turned into a pile of skeletons, her soul was inseparable from her homeland, attached to her bones, and she would run out on the night of the full moon to help those poor and suffering people.

A hundred years later, a villain and villain appeared, wanting to catch the woman and go back to refining the magic weapon, the woman's mana is not high, and she resisted desperately, at this time there was a handsome and dashing jade tree Linfeng righteous and awe-inspiring little Taoist, that is, the protagonist, he rescued the woman's skeleton from the well, and the villain summoned zombies to make trouble, and was resolved by the little Taoist priest one by one, killing the villain.

In the end, he successfully rescued the woman and wanted to save her, but the woman fell in love with the little Taoist priest and was unwilling to leave, and then endured the cold and lonely life.

Later, the little Taoist priest buried her bones, but the woman's soul was willing to stay, so it turned into a red candle and stayed by the little Taoist priest night and night, just waiting for the candle to burn out, which was the day when the soul dissipated and said goodbye to you.

The story is here, even if it is the end, the category at this moment is somehow a spring of thoughts, surging hearts, fingers as if flying, it only took less than two hours, and the short story of 6,000 words was completed.

Knocking on the last full stop, stopping, the category only felt that he was excited, and even he was a little moved by this story, since the writing has been in the past few years, there are really not many times when such smooth thinking, I can't help but pat the table and exclaim: "Well written!" ”

He shouted hello himself, and no one paid attention to him, but there was a muffled cry behind him, and he hurriedly looked back, and it turned out that Ah Xiang was standing behind him at some point, looking at the story written on the computer, his face was full of sadness.

"Brother, you wrote it so well, this Ah Xiang you wrote, is it me? But why is it a little different from my story later, is that little Taoist priest you? ”

The category hurriedly closed the document, waved his hand and said: "It has nothing to do with you, I am a literary creation, all fictional, don't think about it."

Saying that, he looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, so he quickly packed up his things, changed his clothes, and then instructed Dou E: "Dou Dou, take good care of the house, polish my freshly written manuscript a little when you have time, if you have any good ideas, help me revise it, I want to go out to do something." ”

Dou E nodded obediently like a little daughter-in-law: "Well, you can go with confidence, by the way, do you want someone to help?" ”

This reminded the category, he thought for a while, and turned around and called Lu Bu: "Brother Lu, I'll take you out to play." ”

"Not interested." Lu Bu was sitting in a rocking chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, lazily basking in the sun, without even raising his head.

"Stupid, I'm taking you out to a banquet, whether to go or not, I'll only count three, one" The category smiled and raised a finger.

"I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!" Lu Bu jumped up suddenly, agile like a gluttonous cat that smelled fish.

So the two of them packed up, stepped out of the door, and went to the wedding