My name is Luo Changtian, the assistant editor of Haicheng Strange Talk Magazine, yes, I was promoted, with a basic salary of 3500. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

It's been more than a month since I came back from Yanluoshan, the first issue of the magazine was very successful, I don't know how much it sold, in short, Sister Xue is very satisfied, and let me continue to work hard.

I moved and rented a big house with three bedrooms and two living rooms with Zhang Ye, and Grandpa Chen lived with us, and he was responsible for helping me take care of Xiao Ai.

Xiao Ai returned to the original coffin, she lay quietly like this, waiting for me to wake her up, I would tell her every day about the new things that happened, both at work and in life.

I opened a bulletin board in a prominent position in the Strange Tales magazine, willing to help solve the supernatural events that occurred all over the country for free, and collected information related to the soul jade, the remnants of the judge, and the black Jiao at a high price.

I know it's just a drop in the bucket, but that's all I can do.

I still have five months to go, and I also asked Captain Liu to find information about Mr. Liu and his organization, hoping to have good news in the short term.

I sat next to Xiao Ai's coffin, took out a manuscript and read it to her, I don't know if she can hear it, I just want her to know that I am always by her side.

The manuscript is a short contribution, the contributor is called Mighty Pill, the content of the story is not complicated, a bit similar to the love story between humans and demons that has been passed down since ancient times.

Hello Brother Tian.

I recently had a very strange dream, on and off, for a week on end.

I can still remember it clearly when I wake up every day, so I write it down every day, and it ends up with this short story you see.

Let me introduce myself, my name is Dalimaru, and it is the first time I have submitted an article to your magazine, I hope you can adopt my manuscript, it doesn't matter if the money is not money, what I need is just a stage for self-presentation.

I read this and smiled knowingly, looked at Xiao Ai and said: "This author is a little interesting, in fact, I like this short story a lot, and I don't know if Sister Xue will adopt it, her requirements have always been very high." ”

I continued to read, and the story begins five hundred years ago, in the second year of Zhengde of Ming Wuzong, there was a young man named Yang Fulu in a secluded village on the outskirts of Jiangzhou.

Yang Fulu is an orphan who grew up eating 100 family meals and learned a little bit of hunting from a hunter.

One morning, Yang Fulu got up early in the morning and decided to go up the mountain to hunt some game, and when it was dawn, he went up the mountain and found his prey in a secluded forest.

A wounded white-haired fox, a gray wolf on the lookout.

The white-haired fox kept making a whining sound, and the gray wolf circled around it, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment.

Yang Fulu was very skilled, and he couldn't help but say that three arrows were fired in a row, and the gray wolf was attacked, and he originally wanted to fight back, but who knew that Yang Fulu picked up the firewood knife and cut it over.

Don't look at Yang Fulu less than twenty, there are really two brushes under his hands, although his arm was also scratched by the wolf's claws, but he stabbed the gray wolf several times in the lower abdomen.

A vicious fight lasted less than five minutes, and the gray wolf screamed and died of exhaustion.

Yang Fulu waved the firewood knife in his hand and slowly walked towards the injured white-haired fox, the white-haired fox's leg was seriously injured, and there was no way to escape, so he could only keep making a wailing sound.

Originally, Yang Fulu planned to kill the white-haired fox with a knife, but for some reason, he didn't cut down this knife, and raised his hand in the air for a long time, and actually put the firewood knife back.

In the end, Yang Fulu made an unexpected decision, he brought the injured white-haired fox back, and the children in the village were curious, and they all gathered around to watch.

While the white-haired fox was recuperating from his injuries, the children in the town heard about it and wanted to buy the white-haired fox back to the town house at a high price.

Yang Fulu took care of the white-haired fox for a while, and he had feelings, but he didn't agree to live or die, and even let Yang Fulu be careful when he left.

Yang Fulu knew that Tong Yuanwai would definitely not give up, and the white-haired fox's leg injury was almost healed, so he sent the white-haired fox back to the mountain overnight.

I can't go on with the story here, because my phone rang, and the caller ID was Zhou Xueqin's number.

I put down the manuscript in my hand and said, "Sister Xue, is there something wrong with me?" ”

"Changtian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb you and Xiaoai, can you go back to the magazine, someone wants to see you."

See me?

See me at noon?

Seriously, I'm a little reluctant to go, after all, I don't want to waste a minute and a second with Xiao Ai, and my story is not over yet.

I said, "Sister Xue, whoever wants to see me, let him come in the afternoon, noon is the rest time, I don't want to see anyone,"

There was silence on the phone for a while, and suddenly a strange woman's voice came: "Brother Tian, Luo Changtian, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's really inconvenient to come and see me, I still have a very important meeting to have in the afternoon, speaking of which, I haven't thanked you yet." ”

Who, who is this woman?

I said, "Who are you that we know?" ”

The woman let out a pleasant laugh and said: "Brother Tian is really a noble person, we met at my house, I remember that the policewoman seemed to be dying at that time, and you also borrowed the maid's room, and I don't know what to do in it, giggle." ”

It was her, it was her.

I remembered that her name was Duran, and that was the day she provided the recorded phone call of Mr. Liu and Du Ziteng's collaboration.

I said, "Miss Du, what are you looking for me?" ”

"Thanks to you, I am now President Du, and the entire Du family is in charge of me, you can come over now, I really have something very important to talk to you about."

The phone was quickly hung up, and I didn't understand why Duran was looking for me, but since she had spoken, I felt the need to go over and listen.

I looked at Xiao Ai in the transparent coffin and said softly: "Xiao Ai, there is something wrong with the magazine, I will go over first, and I will continue to tell you the story when I come back later." ”

When I walked to the door, I also specially instructed Grandpa Chen to be optimistic about Xiaoai, so I hurried towards the magazine.

Because I have my own publications, I don't have to crowd in the original corner, and the company gave the best position on the fourth floor to me and Sister Xue.

As soon as I walked into the office door, I saw Duran sitting on the sofa with a smile on her face, and she had a pleasant conversation with Zhou Xueqin.

The last time I saw Duran, she still looked bitter and gloomy, but I didn't expect that in just two or three months, she would become so vigorous and vibrant, and she was a beautiful president with a sunny temperament.

As soon as Duran saw me, he immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Tian, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's a pleasure to see you again." ”

I don't know why, it's awkward to hear Du Lan call me Brother Tian, I said, "Mr. Du is polite, you can just call me Luo Changtian." ”

I was going to let go of my hand, but who knew that Duran actually held my hand and slowly leaned into my ear and said, "Then, I'll call you Changtian." ”

The air is like an orchid, and the fragrance is overflowing, and even I am moved.

It is undeniable that Duran is really beautiful, especially she is very good at dressing up, wearing a small suit and a cashmere sweater with an open collar, which looks extraordinarily noble.

I didn't know what Du Lan wanted to do, so I tried my best to break free of my right hand and said, "Mr. Du, what are you looking for me?" ”

When Duran saw my actions, he smiled like a blooming peach blossom and said, "Changtian, you are shy, okay, let me tell you serious things, I have read the bulletin board of your magazine, do you mean that you can solve supernatural events all over the country for free?" ”

Yes, I made that promise, I really didn't expect Duran to read this type of magazine.

I said, "Mr. Du, you are so busy, and you also like to watch Haicheng strange talks." ”

Du Lanruo glanced at me meaningfully, and said with a smile: "I don't like to read it, but who let the editor's name have the word Luo Changtian written in it, reluctantly look at it." ”

Duran has been courting me since she entered the door, what the hell does she want to do, obviously she was still cold when we met last time.

I was a little embarrassed to be praised by Duran, so I had to change the topic and said: "Mr. Du, let's get down to business, what problem do you want me to help you solve?" ”

Du Lan suddenly put away his smile, slowly walked to my ear, and blew lightly, and then said slowly: "Changtian, one of our Du family's properties is haunted, I hope you can help me take a look, the remuneration is not a problem, even if you want me, it is not impossible." ”