Zhou Jiahao said very strangely: "Momo, isn't it good to create history?" ”

"No time, no energy, no fun." Lin Qianmo's quality is three-in-a-row.

Zhou Jiahao: "......"

"Okay, I'm going back today, see you tomorrow!" Lin Qianmo patted him on the shoulder, picked up the little gray ash and stuffed it into his schoolbag, and walked out of the dormitory.

……

Hanwu University of Science and Technology entrance bus stop.

Lin Qianmo waited for the bus that could go to the nearest home. After swiping his card to get into the car, he sat in the back seat.

Since it was a weekend, there were many students who got on the bus and went out to play, and the bus was quickly full, and there were many people standing in the aisles.

The atmosphere in the carriage was very lively, young men and women were talking and laughing, you and I were discussing the delicious food there, and some people were wearing headphones, listening to songs, and smiling at the corners of their mouths.

Lin Qianmo suddenly felt a trace of emotion.

In the previous life, he was also a member of this young and high-spirited group.

After being unexpectedly reborn, the trajectory of his life becomes completely different.

In just over two months, he had gone from an ordinary person to a cultivator who had slain double-digit evil ghosts, and several of them, he had been hovering on the edge of life and death.

Now sitting in this bustling car, everything seems less real.

How warm the sun is outside, and how lovely the people in the car are.

They don't know that the world is quietly changing, and in the darkness, there is something ominous.

All the unstable factors have been uniformly concealed or obscured by the upper echelons.

Even those cultivators who have not yet reached a certain level have many things that have been kept in the dark.

Lin Qianmo was originally a little puzzled, but seeing the happy smiles on the faces of these students at this moment, he felt that all this was right.

Ordinary people should have a stable life. If you know the horror of the darkness, what else can you do but panic.

Those who are dangerous, those who are uneasy, who have the country to shelter from the wind and rain, who have the underworld, and who have the cultivators of the righteous sect to resist the darkness.

No matter how bad it is, there is Lin Qianmo and their group of "awakened people".

With great ability comes great responsibility, and a person with a family and a country can never avoid this truth.

……

More than an hour later, Lin Qianmo knocked on the door of his home.

It was Wu Xiuhua who opened the door.

A happy smile appeared on her face: "Mo'er, you're back." ”

Before Lin Qianmo could answer, she turned her head sideways and shouted to Lin Beihua, who was reading the newspaper, "Old man, your grandson is back." ”

When Lin Beihua heard this, he raised his head, put down the newspaper in his hand, and looked at his grandson with a smile.

Lin Qianmo's heart was warm, he called his grandparents, changed his shoes and walked into the house, put the little gray ash on the bed, and returned to the living room.

"The beef is stewed! Your dad and mom are working overtime, and you have to eat a lot of this beef today. Wu Xiuhua looked at her grandson and said with a smile.

Lin Qianmo nodded hurriedly: "Grandma's beef, I can eat as much as I want." ”

"That's sure to be enough."

Wu Xiuhua said a few words, got up to go to stir-fry, she hadn't seen her grandson for several days, she just wanted to cook a delicious meal for Lin Qianmo.

In the living room, Lin Beihua asked about Lin Qianmo's situation at school.

Lin Qianmo is based on the course of his previous life, weaving beautiful lies.

There is a chattering but good-hearted roommate, the classmates in a class are very hard-working, he is deeply loved by the teacher, and he mingles with the teacher in private, and his grades are also at the top of the class......

Lin Beihua was very relieved and happy when he heard it, and said a lot of truth to Lin Qianmo.

Lin Qianmo was sitting precariously and listened very carefully.

At noon, the three grandparents had a hearty lunch. Of course, the little gray gray, who has always been greedy, smelled the aroma, and swaggered out of the room, the two old people were not surprised, and filled a lot of stewed beef with water in the special bowl of the little gray gray, and the little gray gray ate that was called a fragrant.

On the way, the two elders said something that attracted Lin Qianmo's attention.

"Old man, it's almost close to the Midyear Festival, take some time, I have to let Chu Tian go back to his hometown to give his ancestors a bright light." Wu Xiuhua said.

Lin Beihua drank a glass of wine: "Well, I know." In a few days, it will also be the death anniversary of Master Mo'er, and I will find a place to burn some paper money for his old man. ”

"By the way, old man, if you burn paper, go burn it in the afternoon, don't burn it at night." Wu Xiuhua remembered one thing, so he instructed.

Lin Beihua asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wu Xiuhua said: "When I chatted with my old guys on the river embankment yesterday afternoon, they said a strange thing, it was a relative of Mei Fang's family, who lived in our area, and he also burned paper for the elders, but he hit the ghost and hit the wall, and did not return all night. ”

"Ghost hits the wall, a paper man who can walk?" Lin Qianmo was silent on the surface, but he was shocked in his heart, "Is there a ghost thing in our area?" It seems that I have something to do in the evening, and I will ask the yellow team later to see if he has any news, at least to keep my family safe. ”

"yes, I see." Lin Beihua nodded in agreement.

At this time, Lin Qianmo raised his head and said, "Grandpa, when are you going to burn paper, call me, and I will accompany you." ”

Lin Beihua looked at him happily and shook his head with a smile: "No, Mo'er, you can do a good job of learning with peace of mind, grandpa can call your dad when the time comes, by the way, you remember, don't run around at night during the Midyear Festival, even if you come out, you have to be in a crowded place, do you hear?" ”

"Yes, Mo'er, listen to your grandfather, it's not that you want to believe this thing, let's pay attention." Wu Xiuhua whispered.

"I know, don't worry, grandparents, it's okay I don't run outside at night." Lin Qianmo settled the hearts of the two elders.

After eating, Lin Beihua wanted to take a lunch break, and Lin Qianmo chatted with Wu Xiuhua, and the two of them talked and laughed.

It wasn't until the phone in the room rang that Lin Qianmo got up to answer it.

The call was made by Wang Authority.

Lin Qianmo walked to the balcony, stood by the window, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey."

"Hey, Brother Lin, you said that two days later, do you have time today? Wu Chengye called me three times a day to ask you, and that guy said that he had nightmares every night and was in a trance. ”

"Five o'clock in the afternoon, it's still the Blue Mountains Cafe, you let him wait for me there, and after taking care of his affairs, we will have dinner again."

"Okay, Brother Lin, then I'll talk to him."

"Hmm."

hung up the phone, Lin Qianmo clicked on the contact and dialed Huang Ruihong's phone.

The bell rang three times, and Huang Ruihong's voice came from the phone: "Little Brother Lin, what's wrong?" ”

Lin Qianmo said: "Team Huang, there is something to trouble you, I just went home, and I listened to my grandmother chatting with them, saying that someone ran into a ghost hitting the wall and saw a paper man who could walk." Do you have any news over there? I don't want my family to be in an unsafe environment. ”

Huang Ruihong responded: "Little Brother Lin, we have brothers staring at your piece, and according to the clues, it is said that there are traces of the activities of people who are in the middle of the door. ”

"Fishing for the yin and the wrong door?"

(PS: Good night everyone, gastroenteritis is guilty...... I went to the toilet four or five times, and I felt uncomfortable. ）

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