"It is said that it is outside the school, but the time is too tight, and the investigation has not been clear." Zhang Wei said bluntly.

"Well, you have to work hard today, collect more specific information about Li Yuanshan, including his family, personality, and people who are related to him, and the girl who committed suicide last year also collected, if you can't do it, you will work overtime, and when the case is solved, I will apply for more bonuses for you at that time." I patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder, with a look of a heavy burden handed over to you.

"Am I on my own?" Zhang Wei asked with a glare.

"Oh, you want Qi Yan to accompany you, right? I'll talk to her later. At this time, Qi Yan didn't know where to go.

"No, I'd better work overtime by myself." Zhang Wei suddenly seemed to be constipated.

"Brother, mourn." I can understand Zhang Wei's mood very well at this time, it's not that he doesn't want to be with Qi Yan, after all, there is a beautiful woman by his side, and he is also energetic to do work.

What he worries about is his elusive and jealous little girlfriend, I have been fortunate to see his little girlfriend a few times before, the two are definitely a pair of living treasures, thirty days a month, twenty-eight days are acting in Qiong Yao dramas, and the remaining two or three days are Korean dramas.

But how to say that sentence, the mallet beats the eggplant, one is willing to fight, and the other is willing to suffer.

If I didn't have something in my heart and was worried about the box that the old Taoist master gave me, I could have stayed with him to work overtime, and at the same time, I didn't have the idea of looking forward to Li Sisi coming to the door again.

I didn't wait to get off work, I held the box, rode an electric car and left early again, the salary of being a criminal police officer is definitely not as high as I imagined, and as for the gray income, it is not that you can get it if you want to.

After working for more than two years, I had to send home a part of my salary every month, although I knew that my grandfather would hardly touch the money, but silently saved it for me, but I still sent the money back every month.

In addition to this part, I have to pay 1,200 yuan in rent every month, although there is a single dormitory in the bureau, but because of some of my 'quirks', I can only go out and rent a house alone.

Combined with the food and drink every month, I have very little money in my hands.

So much so that I could only ride an electric car and eat other people's car exhaust.

When I got home, I closed the door and opened the box in a hurry, and the first thing I saw was a rolled-up brocade, which loosely occupied most of the box.

Next to it is a thirty-centimeter-long wooden sword, a bit similar to the props used by Taoist priests on TV, but it is obviously much smaller, as for whether it is a peachwood sword or not, it remains to be verified.

I was stunned at first when I saw this wooden sword, because Lao Dao hadn't mentioned it before, and it seemed that in his eyes, the wooden sword was just a head.

I danced with the wooden sword, I didn't feel anything, but I don't know if it was my illusion, when I held the wooden sword, I always felt numb in my palm.

Then I picked up the roll that was supposed to be cloth, and opened it directly, a thatched hut, green smoke from the chimney, a green bamboo, which seemed to sway in the wind, and the grass stretched to a sparkling river, and in the distance was a continuous mountain, the top of which loomed among the sea of clouds.

The horizon was a fiery red cloud, trimmed with gold.

"This is the meditation map?" I was stunned for a moment, I really couldn't see how to meditate, could it be that I kept staring?

Shaking my head, I decided to ignore it for now, and finally pulled out the yellowed book that was cushioned at the bottom of the box.

Black ink on a blue background, with four big characters written on it, I have never studied calligraphy, only to the extent that I can recognize, but these four words are very good-looking.

When I opened the book and saw the simplified characters inside, I breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this book should have been copied by Lao Dao after the founding of the People's Republic of China, or it may have been written for me by Lao Dao eighteen years ago.

It wasn't until I saw the contents that I was sure of the latter thought.

The beginning first introduced the five Taoist techniques, and then the four wonders of yin and yang, which gave me a general understanding of these things.

Next is some meditation and cultivation experience, there are no specific exercises, there is no Ren Du Ermai, dantian and the like, just some elements of meditation, matters to pay attention to, and a prescription for health preservation, and some home remedies to solve incurable diseases.

Finally, it's the highlight of the whole book, all kinds of mudra spells, offensive and defensive means, if combined with the first interesting facts, it is a variety of valuable experience, which is equivalent to teaching you how to fight by hand.

It's just that I'm disappointed that there are no various talismans in the back, but the usage and function of several talismans are introduced, but there is nothing at all as to how to draw them.

Putting down the book, I looked at the box, and there were three talismans lying quietly at the bottom, one sealed, one towned, and one extinguished.

At the same time, there are a few sentences at the end of the book, saying that God has the virtue of a good life, and many unjust ghosts and ghosts are pitiful existences, so be cautious.

"Forget it, let's learn to meditate first." I sighed, although the mudra spell inside was very exciting, but the meditation had not reached a certain stage, and it could not be cast at all.

I took the meditation picture to the bedroom, hung it on the head of the bed, and sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at the scenery with my eyes fixed.

After a while, I rubbed my sour eyes, except for one painting becoming two, there was no feeling of fluttering and immersion at all.

As for what my heart is heavenly, it is integrated with the scenery in the painting, and the realm of understanding it is not to be considered.

After a short break, moving my numb legs, I looked at the picture again.

What does it mean to be calm? Missing a thought?

Could it be that you don't breathe?

Well, it seems that it is impossible not to breathe, to concentrate?

I don't know how long it took, but when I was about to feel numb and didn't think about anything, the picture in my eyes suddenly changed.

Slowly, I seemed to see the green smoke above the chimney move, slowly rising, and finally dissipating into the whole sky, and the bamboo forest in front of the thatched hut was blown by the wind, swaying from side to side.

The grass on the ground gives a sense of life.

The water in the creek is rippling, and occasionally a swimming fish can be seen scratching through the water.

The mountains in the distance give people a hazy and heavy feeling, which makes people want to dispel the clouds and mist on them.

The sun shines through the clouds and shines on the earth, as if it were shining directly on me.

At this moment, I felt warm all over my body, as if there was a stream of heat circulating in my body, very comfortable, like a fluttering fairy, wanting to sink into it, unwilling to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, but I just felt a hanger under me, and then I woke up suddenly.

The room was dark, and through the curtains, the light of the opposite resident could be faintly seen.

I fumbled out my phone and looked at it, at half past ten, I couldn't help but be taken aback, I remember that it was only five o'clock when I first started meditating, and it seemed that I had a slight nap, but I didn't expect more than five hours to pass.

It's no wonder that people who talk about cultivation on TV or in novels always have the feeling that one day in the hole has been in the world for a thousand years.

"Gollum!"

My stomach protested at the same time.

I opened the refrigerator and took a look, there were three tomatoes in it, there were a lot of eggs, I made myself a scrambled egg with tomatoes, and when I was under the noodles, I poked them all in the heart.

Originally, I made the rest of the plan, but I didn't expect a whole pound of noodles to enter my stomach, and it was just full, plus four eggs and three tomatoes.

Even I was taken aback by the amount of food I ate, I remember that I used to eat only half a catty of noodles at most, could it be because of the meditation I had just medied?

Although the cost of food may increase in the future, people don't all say that it is a blessing to be able to eat.

After a full meal, I made myself a cup of tea, compared to the kind of coffee that tastes bitter in the mouth, I prefer tea, of course, I can't afford to drink any good tea on my terms, dozens of dollars a pound is already good.

Maybe it's because of my life experience since I was a child, I'm used to this single life, cooking by myself, doing my own laundry, and tidying up the housework every day.

I picked up the book again, and combined with the experience of meditation in it, I carefully experienced the experience of meditation just now, and time passed quietly without realizing it.

"Bang bang!"