Chapter Eighty-Eight: I Want to Report! [The first update, ask for subscription, ask for collection]

After the strings of the lute broke, it collapsed as the psionic energy on it disappeared.

It's as if nothing has ever been released

The girl's body shook a few times, and then she suddenly fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi was startled, rushed into the courtyard of this house, and ran down the stairs to the top of the building to take a look.

The girl fell to the ground, cold and cold, but still breathing.

"Alive!"

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi took out his mobile phone and dialed the emergency number.

Hold the girl on the stool.

Recall the explanation of the magician in the class.

Generally, spirit-level creatures have spiritual energy under certain circumstances, and this spiritual energy will affect the people around them.

Let them unknowingly be manipulated by parasites.

The girl was afraid that she didn't know how long she had been playing the pipa, so she carefully examined her hands and found that her fingers, which were originally very tender, had broken skin and were red and swollen.

But I guess I'm tired and out of strength.

Pick up the lute on the ground.

At this time, I saw a thin layer of gold dust on the lute.

Looking at it in turn, I saw that behind the pipa, there was a small block letter, and a line of small characters was neatly written.

[To the eldest sister of the Lin family, Ms. Lin Jingtao.

Sacrificing oneself for righteousness and solving the great difficulties of my family, but the fire is ruthless, and it is difficult to repay without leaving bones.

Pick up its remnants of the piano to repair it, and worship it in the family hall, and dare not forget your kindness.

Old carpenter Chen Zhangguo, April 28, 1932, Republic of China. 】

After Ding Xiaoyi read the small characters, he felt a little uncomfortable for a while, this old carpenter should be the family who was saved by the woman at that time.

"Lin Jingtao!"

He pondered the name repeatedly, and after silently writing it down in his heart, he placed the lute on the table.

This lute has no spiritual power, and the spirit on it has disappeared completely, and strictly speaking, it is no longer a parasite of psionic creatures.

It's just that I don't know what caused this thing to have psionic energy.

The ambulance arrived quickly.

He was accompanied by a doctor, and after a brief examination, he concluded that it was hypoglycemia.

You don't have to go to the hospital, just give her some glucose.

As for the cost, the fare is 12, glucose is 3, plus the consultation fee is 2, a total of 17 yuan alliance currency.

In terms of medical care, the alliance has indeed done its best to provide preferential support.

Although most diseases, once in the hospital, can still be described as burning money.

But as in history, if you get in with a cold and pit you for six or seven hundred yuan, there will be no shadow of it.

And because of the advancement of science and technology, the auxiliary tools for consultation are getting stronger and stronger.

Under the current medical care law, it is strictly forbidden to abuse the exclusion method for consultation.

For such a minor illness, you don't even need to go to the hospital, but just charge a simple cost.

As for the consultation fee, it is within the scope of preferential policies and is exempted.

The girl probably recovered after a while, and when she slowly opened her eyes, she looked dazed.

"You fainted just now, and I called a doctor for you when I saw it."

The girl looked at the glucose she still had in her hand, and for a moment she still couldn't remember what had happened.

This is not surprising to me.

After being affected by parasite control, the human mind will be affected.

The girl's influence is not deep, but the fragment cannot escape.

"Do you still have an impression of this, you just kept playing!"

He brought the lute over, and the girl took it and looked at it, and finally got a little impression.

"I don't know how to play this, this is what my grandfather handed down, it has been passed down for many generations, I see it is too old, the strings are gone, so I renewed it with new strings, thinking about putting it away as a collector's item, strange, why are these strings broken!"

"Continue!"

In the Xia people, this word is more often used to renew a wife after the death of a wife, so it is called a continuation of the string.

After the girl re-stringed the lute, she gave birth to psionic energy?

This explanation doesn't make sense.

"Oops, these strings are not golden, they are gilded! The money is all gone, and sure enough, it's a profiteer, and I'm going to report them! ”

At this time, the girl carefully examined it, and became a little embarrassed.

Originally, she wanted gold strings made of pure gold, but now that she looked, the gold had all gone, apparently only gilded. 、

Ding Xiaoyi didn't care at first.

However, as soon as the girl explained, he suddenly remembered the gold dust scattered on the lute when he picked it up.

It is impossible for gold plating to be sprinkled into powder like this.

I'm afraid it's gold...... He had just thought that the problem might be gold, and something suddenly came to mind.

A bad and bold conjecture poured out of my heart like a thunderbolt from the sky.

It made his heart chuckle: "I'll go, it won't be the piece of gold I sold!" ”

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly asked: "After the strings are renewed, is there any abnormality?" ”

Abnormal??

The girl thought for a moment and said uncertainly: "During that time, I always dreamed! ”

"Dreaming? What do you dream about?? ”

"Well......" was asked by Ding Xiaoyi, the girl's face suddenly turned red, and she shook her head and said: "Dreaming, strange things, who remembers what they dreamed of." ”

Seeing that the girl couldn't ask anything, he didn't want to ask any further.

Ask for the name and address of the shop where the strings of the pipa are refilled.

Ding Xiaoyi said goodbye to the girl and left.

The girl also seemed a little tired, lying on the chair and waiting for the glucose to run out.

While waiting, he took out his mobile phone, ready to complain about the store, and hummed a little song in his mouth.

As soon as he walked to the staircase, Ding Xiaoyi paused, and after listening to it for a while, isn't this the song he heard in the Shanghai Song and Dance Hall?

After thinking about it, he didn't want to arouse the girl's alarm about it.

It's good to be confused sometimes.

Since there is no real harm, let this matter go over like this.

However, the matter of gold still needs to be investigated.

Walk home and let the meatballs spit out and put it away.

Lying on the chair, I thought about it, took out my mobile phone, and called one of my old classmates.

"Tut~~Tut~~ Hey! Xiaoyi, you remembered to call me! ”

The voice on the phone is very crisp and powerful, although it is his old classmate, but this guy is four years younger than himself, and he has been promoted all the way to higher education.

I don't use any relationship, I just crush the past with scores.

It's completely a perverted, perverted god of learning.

It's a shame that this guy is studying history, not a discipline with himself.

It is said that a group of people who are also studying history treat him like a plague god.

It's not that his popularity is bad, it's that this guy's control of historical research and analytical ability is simply inhuman.

You come up with a historical hypothesis, and this guy can reject your hypothesis from four, five, or six sources that are not directly related.

The point is that you can't justify it yet, because this guy is justified and you can't find the slightest loophole.

To use his usual mantra.

History is a little girl who can be dressed up.

You want to know the truth, but you can't just take off someone's clothes.

Then you'll be called a stinky rascal and invited to coffee.

That's why you need to knock on the side.

Look through the cuffs, neckline, and even the seams of the skirt to see the truth inside!

"Hehe, Lao Miao, let me ask you something, do we Xia people have the history of the Republic of China?"

The phone was silent for a while before I heard a reply:

"Yes, in historical materials, many great people were born in this era, and the two most famous of them are Lu Xun and Zhou Shuren."

"Uh...... I just want to know about the war aspect! ”

I am an old Miao, and these two people are not interested at all, they just want to know about the war in the Republic of China.

"War?? Well...... There are in the information, but there are two theories.

One is that we were invaded by the Yamato for many years, and it took eight years to beat the Yamato out of the country.

The other is that the Yamato invaded us, and it took eight years to escape!

The former can be large, the latter ...... I found a lot of film and television materials.

To be honest, those people in film and television materials, put it now, our alliance may not be able to beat.

So I think the former is highly likely,

But now there is a lot of controversy about this history, so they are divided into two factions.

As I just said, Lu Xun and Zhou Shuren.

The supporters on both sides quarreled when they met, and there was a fight at the discussion some time ago! ”

Speaking of this on the phone, he suddenly realized that he had digressed, so he coughed lightly twice and said in a straight voice:

"My thought is that during that time, it must have been a fight, and we suffered a lot!"

After speaking, he continued on the phone: "That Xiao Yi, if you want to know these things, we can meet and have a good chat, I heard about your family's affairs, mourn, if you really can't get along, come to me, our relationship, I will definitely not pit you!" ”

"Lao Miao, thank you, but you know my temper!"

After Ding Xiaoyi declined the other party's kindness, he hung up the phone.

It's not that I don't trust this old classmate, it's just that I don't want to owe anyone anything.

In addition, I am living a good life now, and the monthly allowance of the union is enough to maintain my own expenses.

Lie back in your chair and think about what you've seen today.

He believed Lao Miao's words, and even wanted to tell Lao Miao what he saw with his own eyes, believing that it was also the memory carried by the pipa.

This made his mood a little dull for a while.

However, he understands the Alliance's practice of concealing the history of the war, after all, the world that moves forward with hatred will not go far!

The black cat sheriff was also at this time, and jumped into his arms very obediently.

Let Ding Xiaoyi rub it, and it seems that he still enjoys it.

In the eyes of the sheriff, the unique apricot yellow smell on his body is the best cat food for him.

You only need to lie in his arms with your eyes closed for a while, and you can feel full of energy and indescribably comfortable.

Ding Xiaoyi stroked the black cat in his arms, thought about it, and picked up the phone again, and the call was to Wang Jialiang.

"Toot ~ Toot ~ ~ Hey! I'm Wang Jialiang, what's the matter with Xiao Yi? ”

He took a deep breath and said to Wang Jialiang: "I want to report!" ”