A coastal town on the Bohai Bay. Surrounded by the sea on three sides. Surrounded by mountains on one side. It looks like an island, not an island. It's like a lonely city on the sea. It was as if it was about to be drowned in the sea. It is this geographical advantage that has created a prosperous aquaculture industry and tourism here. Contradictory again. A few years later. There is only one industry to choose here to focus on development. And give up one of them. Either vigorously develop tourism. Either continue to expand and develop the aquaculture industry. In this way, the local marine resources will not be encroached upon by each other. Of course, that's not something we should be worried about.

The folk customs here are simple and unrestrained. Warm and welcoming. It's like the man who received me and Master this time so graceful that some girls chirped. He offered to introduce himself. But he asked Master and I to call him 'Dawei'. He is a government official in a local town. He has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes. Young. Wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, it's a little dull and funny. And when he smiled, he smiled like the lady of etiquette without showing his teeth. You should also gently cover your mouth with your hand. To put it bluntly, it's a sissy. If. He didn't have a great talent. I don't think the town government department will want him.

If. It wasn't that he made such a big first impression on me. I don't think I'll describe him like that. After all, what he just said was a bit insulting to him. It's a bit of a run-off. Mainly want to talk about people's hospitality. The time below. Let's just call him 'Big Teacher'.

Early fall. The weather is still hot. On the natural beach in front of you. Crowded. Too many tourists frolic on the Gold Coast. That was the first time I saw the sea. I really feel that I used to be the frog at the bottom of the well. At this moment. Looking out to sea. The sea and the sky are the same. As far as the eye can see. The world is so big. But my heart is so small. I've got to make myself stronger. Be tolerant. I also want the world to see my heroism.

The sun is scorching. The sea breeze is gentle. Master and I are both drunk...... The big teacher said, "I grew up by the sea. But I'm very afraid of water. And allergic to seawater. Not to mention seafood".

Master laughed at him for being born in the wrong place. He should be thrown into the deep mountains and forests. That's it. Far from being angry, he was angry. And smiled and agreed, "Yes." I've been salivating over bear's paws for a long time. But I never had a chance."

I watched him stick out his tongue. The subtext is. Even our deep mountains and old forests don't have bears. He was still thinking about the bear's paws. It's good to catch a pheasant and eat it.

"Little brother. Are you in a hurry? Let's go swimming in the sea. The big teacher said very enthusiastically. I thought to myself. He didn't think I was coquettish when I stuck my tongue out with him just now. Depend on. It's disgusting.

"Come on. It's not easy to come to the beach once like you inlanders. If you don't come to the sea for a swim. It's not just a pity. It's a shame."

Master smiled but said nothing. It's like hesitation. And I was eager to think about it, and immediately withdrew my pants and jumped into the sea. As soon as I wanted to act, I was stopped by the big teacher and said:

"Little brother. Isn't it too anxious. You can jump into the ocean with your bare ass. Be careful of being bitten by a fish."

"Let's not go. I have to buy swimming trunks or something," the master refused

"It's fine. You say I can't swim and I can't be a companion. Let's find a secluded place to talk about things."

"Good"

The big teacher stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please. Master swaggered off the beach. I'm so angry in my heart. Shabu people. I'm left here to rejoice. Your sister. Not to say. It's a shame not to swim at the beach. Now it looks like a lie. That's right. This time I really didn't come to the beach for tourism. It's still the hard work of Mr. Yin and Yang.。。 Out of the work. It is necessary to save people from disasters.

A trendy seafood restaurant on the coastline. The big teacher found a relatively secluded place to sit down. He asked for three servings of cold juice. One cup per person.

I followed Master from south to north. It is a typical type of eating and drinking. Those who come are not afraid. It's time to drink. It's time to eat. Take a sip of fruit juice. Then take in the most beautiful views of the sea in the distance. The great teacher took out a document from his briefcase very seriously and handed it to the master. Master opened it and took a look. I couldn't help frowning. Then. The old man snapped and closed the papers. And then. Toss aside. Just when the big teacher didn't know what he meant. The Master spoke:

"Let's eat first. Maybe it's not that hard."

"Oh" the big teacher seemed to suddenly realize. With the shrewdness and stinginess of a small official: "Two masters. It's a long ride. It's time to eat early. It was my carelessness. I thought it was only 11 o'clock at noon. Blame me."

"Waiter. Ordered"

The waiter who was waiting not far away greeted him. Ask what is needed. The big teacher didn't even look at the menu. Without thinking, he said:

"Just our working meal. But. There were three of us. Be sure to do it in moderation. Do you understand?"

"Okay. Leadership. You wait a moment. It was right away."

Really. A moment later. Sumptuous seafood feasts are served one after another. Trepang. Prawns. Scallops. Sardine. Oysters and the like are readily available. They are all the best seafood. Although at that time they could not be called by name. But just four words: 'It's delicious'. Fortunately. I'm not allergic to seafood. Otherwise. Big trouble. Diarrhoea. It's itchy. Hehe.

The big teacher looks a little picky. Very generous, actually. Maybe it's because they're too rich. We thought it was extravagant. Their straights are usual.

Satiated. There is no longer a reason to postpone. The various matters of this trip were put on the table. Of course. At this time, we changed to a very hurried table and sat down. The big teacher actually asked for a few bottles of apple cider vinegar. Oops,. If you drink high liquor, you just need some vinegar. It's really rare to drink apple cider vinegar after eating seafood. You said. This taste.

We were just about to talk about things. Because of the meal. This seafood restaurant is flooded with speculative tourists. We had no choice but to shift our positions. The big teacher took us to a small conference room in this restaurant.

This is a small meeting room. It was so quiet that only the three of us were left. The big teacher spread the document on the table again. He held out his finger and kept pointing to the page. While saying:

"Someone said. Our coastal town is like a lonely city floating on the sea. Almost isolated from the world. The freehand of this paradise is not actually the essence here. There is a fork in the road where our island connects with the outside world. Traffic throughout. Links. It can be said that it is. Southeast, Northwest, Central. Unique. Exceptional"

"In recent years. We have a very hot tourism here. Cooking with gas. There is a constant stream of tourists. One to summer. One could even say. Overcrowded...... I won't tell you anything. The wealth of our town is also rising."

"But. There's been a recent incident that really upset the town's leaders. I hope that the two masters with advanced Taoism will bother more."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from the file and put it in front of Master and me. I'll take a look. This is the simple schematic diagram of the five-way intersection in the mouth of the teacher. There are several dots marked on it.

"Two masters. Do you see these four dots above? There have been car accidents at all four points. The strange thing is that each of these car accident points has an accident, but only one person is injured. But he died a terrible death. The way to die is also different. They were all cut off directly from the neck by the wheel. The head is in a different place".

The bizarre events caused by these car accidents. It's not the first time I've met Master. The 'Highway of Death' in the north of the cliff last time. There have been several mass casualties. It is caused by the infant spirit. What is this time. I kept guessing. But I heard the big teacher suddenly lower his voice. I came back to my senses and looked at him. I saw him point with his finger to the four points on the simple map of the five-way intersection and say:

"The most bizarre and chilling thing is. These four crash points. Although it is no longer on the same road. But the distance between each crash point is the same. It's all a hundred steps away from an adult. The actual measurement is 100 meters. Each point is equal to the distance between each point. It's all 100 meters. Within us, there is a saying that one hundred steps will lead to death. And. The time of their death. Start with the first place. They all died in car accidents one month and three days apart."

That is to say, the distance between points is 100 meters. The time of death was one month and three days. That's what you want to say. Whether it's time or place, it's as if it has been calculated and measured in advance," the master said lightly.

"That's right. We don't think it's a coincidence. It's horrible. I don't know where the demon is doing the trick," the big teacher opened his mouth again. The fingers are also open again. Explain it to us as you go. While pointing with his finger, he said, "That is." This point to this point is a hundred meters. And then to that point is a hundred meters. It's still a hundred meters from this point to that point. From this point back to the starting point, it is still a hundred meters. It's all a month and three days apart."

I was a little dazed when I heard it. The big teacher has said that point countless times. That's the point. Master was thoughtful. He reached for the pen and held it in his hand. And then. Take a closer look at the simple map of the five-way intersection. I looked at it for more than ten minutes. Master began to write and draw on that blank piece of paper.

Didn't wait a moment. The master handed the drawing to the great teacher. Tell him. You cross all the points on the graph. And then. Take a closer look at what exactly happens.

The big teacher waits to catch his breath. Took the pen. Seriously connect the lines from that drawing. The drawings are in his hands. I can't see how he draws. But his expression became more and more solemn. Subsequent consternation. Panicky. Accompanied by a scream. He threw the drawing in front of the master.

The master picked up the drawing from his front in disbelief, and then. A wry smile. But very seriously:

"What do you see?"

"A 'kill' word"

"Except for the four dots you marked earlier. You count. I've marked a few more dots on the graph."

The "seven" teacher picked up the drawings and counted them again very carefully. To be exact.

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