Li Bei'er's laughter made Li Yan very embarrassed, and then he remembered that it was a bit of a superfluous move, no matter whether the person who wrote the note was Huanxi or not, he would not hurt himself, and he could have killed him a long time ago.

Lighting the candles on the shelf, the room lit up instantly, the room is not big, the decoration is also very simple, except for more greenery, the rest of the ornaments, furniture and Xiaomo live in the same room.

The bed was scattered, Li Bei'er walked over and opened it to take a look, and then shook his head at Li Yan.

Let's go?

Li Yan checked the drawers one by one, the makeup utensils and jewelry were all there, and there were no traces of the clothes in the cabinet, the only thing that was unusual was that there was no copper plate to be seen.

"Xianggong, it's really a handwriting."

Li Bei'er was looking at a thick account book, which was a full amount of expenses recorded in the mansion.

After nearly an hour of waiting, still didn't see Huanxi come back, Li Bei'er and Xiaomo were sleepy and yawned, although there was no complaint, but Li Yan looked distressed, so he had to give up, estimating that it was less than two hours before dawn, and it was good to sleep for a while, so that he would have the energy to deal with things tomorrow.

There was no dream all night, and when the first rays of sunlight shone into the room and shone on the big bed, Li Yan woke up.

There is no alarm clock in this era, but Li Yan can clearly feel that his biological clock seems to have become more sensitive, and the difference in time control is only ten minutes.

The Bible says: When God closes one door for you, He will open another window for you.

It's like a blind person has good hearing, but Li Yan has lost too much, mobile phones, computers, cars, toilets and other high-tech products, if you are still living in a previous life, these things are almost like body organs, and you can't give up.

At least every morning when you turn on your mobile phone, you can see what changes have taken place in this world, although it is also relatively one-sided, but it is always better than now, like standing at the bottom of a well, you can only see this sky in Yanggu County, and even, even Yanggu County can't see it all, only Li Mansion is so big.

Inspiration suddenly bursts out, why not open a newspaper?

Some people have money and ideas, as for the market, Li Yan believes that there will be one, and there are many people who want to get out of their horizons like himself.

But all this must wait for oneself to stabilize and pass the current crisis, otherwise: the middle way of entrepreneurship will collapse.

After a simple wash and a meal of the court, Li Yan found Song San, who was practicing martial arts.

I have to say that all of his moves are quite a bit of a doorway, chopping, chopping, blocking, and stabbing a set, not to mention thirty or forty movements, but none of them are repeated.

It should be taught by a master.

Song San walked towards Li Yan shirtless, wiping sweat, Chunmei always looked like a landlord's wife, moving a chair and sitting cross-legged on the steps in front of the door, as if she didn't think about anything, and seemed to have a lot of things on her mind, which was difficult to figure out.

Women in this era either serve their men wholeheartedly, or they focus on their children. Chunmei is very satisfied with her man's inadequacy, most of which is forced.

Therefore, it is impossible to be like Li Bei'er in life, caring and considerate of Li Yan.

Li Yan thinks that they should have a child, consolidate the marriage, and let Chunmei have something to do, otherwise it will be the same as the walking dead every day, which will make people feel uncomfortable.

"What do you think? Do you want to learn my knife technique? Song San said proudly.

Li Yan didn't have the heart to fart with him, so he handed over the note from last night, and the latter stared at it for a while, rubbed it, and threw it away.

"You, what did you throw it for?" Li Yan smiled bitterly.

"Damn, it's not a silver ticket, what's the use."

Only then did Li Yan remember that Song San didn't know how to read, so he sighed and said, "When I was sleeping in the study last night, someone put it on the table, and the words Mo rebelled were written. ”

"Oh, why did you fall asleep in the study?"

"I, this, big brother! Can you find the point of this sentence! Li Yan stammered a little angrily.

"What's the point, I just want to know why you didn't sleep with Li Bei'er, but went to sleep in the study and quarreled?"

Li Yan shook his head, stood up and walked out, and said, "Pack up, call the old Taoist Guo Jing, Sun Laoba and Wang Xiaoqi, and go to the study to find me." ”

For Song San, ordinary communication is no problem, but when it comes to scheming and advanced issues, he doesn't understand, maybe in his heart, there is nothing that can't be solved by force.

It seems that the saying can also be said in reverse: when God opens a window for you, he also closes a door for you.

Song San's size and strength are the window that God opened for him, and what closes it is his wisdom.

After about half an hour, Song San and the others rushed in, but there were more than four people, followed by the beggar who committed suicide last night, and the middle-aged man who knew how to heal.

Li Yan was a little unhappy in his heart, this Song San couldn't even do this little thing, he obviously had something confidential to say, and he brought others over.

When I saw that the beggar was alive again overnight, my curiosity was aroused, and it was a miracle that I could survive when I saw the knife inserted into the heart, even if the medical skills were high, it would not reach such a terrible state, right?

Probably seeing the confusion in Li Yan's eyes, the middle-aged man said: "Fan Shizhu is different from ordinary people, our hearts are all born on the left side, but he is grown in the right chest, which is strange." ”

Li Yan suddenly realized that he had seen similar news in his previous life, and there was indeed a person with his heart on the right side, if he looked like this, this beggar was not only not a reckless man, but also a smart person.

He must know that his body is abnormal, so he made such a move, to win the opportunity to get a high position, or to attract his own attention, he has the means, and he is ruthless, this kind of person is a person who can achieve great things.

Li Yan hugged his fists at the two and said, "I don't know what the two brothers call them?" ”

The beggar lost yesterday's arrogance and said humbly: "The villain's surname is Fan Dan, a cong, the second oldest in the family, and the brothers on the road all call me Fan Er." ”

Li Yan sighed and said, "Fortunately, fortunately, Second Brother Fan." ”

Smacking and smacking, Fan Er...... Guilty of two ...... Xindao: To be able to use self-harm to make eyeballs really committed.

The middle-aged man hugged his fists and said: "The name of the layman has long been forgotten, and the old monk's name is clear." As he spoke, he took off the square scarf wrapped around his head, revealing a bald head.

It may be because of Wang Qiang, Li Yan is very kind to people with bald heads, this person is a monk, not to mention whether he is a high monk or not, anyone who can let go of the flowers in the world and become a monk to practice is worthy of respect.

Li Yan asked himself if he couldn't do it, and the commandment would kill him.

"It turned out that you were a monk and a cultivator, so why did you come to my house and dress up like this? I, Li Yan, don't care about monks and Confucianism, I can give up if I can. ”

"Amitabha, Li Shanren is merciful, and has already seen that the old monk was originally the presiding officer of Guangyou Temple in Liaoyang Prefecture in the north, but because of the war and the burning of the temple, he had to go to the south of the Yangtze River to find a pure land, practice Buddhism, and surpass the suffering of the world."

The old Taoist priest Guo Jing snorted coldly and looked at him with slanted eyes.

Li Yan also felt a little pretentious in his heart, and he said that he was fleeing, why did he say so lofty, but he didn't show it, and still smiled: "Master Living Buddha, he will definitely be able to become auspicious in trouble, Li wishes you a wish." ”

The old monk was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled twice, and he didn't speak.

"When I heard the air defense siren, I remembered today's 918, and as a native of Liaoning, I was deeply ashamed...... Don't forget the national shame. 》