The next few days were breezy and there was nothing worth mentioning.

We were worried for a while, but Wang Shanqing and Min Mo disappeared without a trace, and there was no more news. No matter how powerful the enemy is, in the face of the people's dictatorship, they are just paper tigers, which is perfectly reflected in the black devil who guards Lushan Honglu. When the enemy shrank his head, we were much more relaxed, and we didn't have to be nervous, for fear that the opponent would come to us.

Of course, at the level of these guys like Min Mo, they are simply too far away from us, if it weren't for Wang Shanqing wanting to kill me, maybe people wouldn't know who my little name is.

On Sunday, I went to the second branch of the Religious Affairs Bureau to sign the pay slip and found that the porter had been replaced by an old lady with black glasses, looking at me with a serious face. After inquiry, it was learned that Uncle Zhang was seriously injured and might have to go to the mountains to recuperate, and could no longer stay in the important post of the guard room.

But then again, this serious old lady seems to be very strong.

At least when she stared at me, the back of my spine was hairy.

I heard Cao Yanjun say that Zhang Weiguo was severely criticized by the General Administration, thinking that he was a little passive and sabotage, which led to a series of vicious cases later, and it seemed that Zhang Weiguo's ability began to have some doubts. And I got confirmation of this news from Zhao Zhonghua, and the shopkeeper was impatiently excited, saying that in recent years, the religious problems in the southeast have been more complicated, and the General Administration is very dissatisfied, and it is possible that a big adjustment will be made to the Southeast Bureau, and according to the grapevine, Chen Zhicheng of the Black Hand Twin Cities may be the boss of the Southeast Bureau.

In addition, although the superficial religious affairs bureau exists in every province, the two departments that carry out real functions are the same as the seven major military regions of Shenyang, the imperial capital, Lanyu, Lunan, Jinling, Jinguan Tianfu, and the south.

When I heard this news, I was a little stunned, when I was in the training camp, I heard Qin Zhen and Teng Xiao tell me about this possibility, but at that time it was just gossip and listened to it, and now it is very possible to listen to this rumor again. As soon as I thought that the senior brother was going to the southeast to take up a post, my heart began to heat up, with this big guy behind me, our future days will definitely be extremely nourishing; And when I think of Zhang Weiguo's half-bald man, I can't help laughing, what if my father is a retired qigong master in Zhongnanhai, he is on an errand under the senior brother, that guy who only looks forward to Zhao Chengfeng will definitely be very depressed, right?

Of course, no matter how strong others are, they are still someone else's after all, and if you want people to respect yourself, the most important thing is to be tough.

I don't know if it's because of the stress, but my body recovered surprisingly well, and by mid-September, I was able to get rid of crutches, barely walk, and start to develop in the direction of a normal person. This has a lot to do with Sherry, who seems to have learned something in Myanmar and has been massaging my legs every day since I moved in.

Her fingers are burning, and her fingertips seem to have a magnetic force, this technique, Shu meridian activation is first-class strong, which makes me feel refreshed, and from time to time I let out a shout of miscellaneous hair and a small way to rebuke it as "lewd".

The little demon and Duoduo saw that Xuerui's massage was effective, and they were not to be outdone, and they used the power of Aoki Yigang and Decanate Water to help me comb, but these two little guys were born to be princesses, and they were not light or heavy, Duoduo was better, and the little demon almost crippled me, but the tiger cat helped me recover the meridians in time, so there was no major incident.

By the end of September, I had begun to walk as hard as a normal person, and if I hadn't walked for too long, almost no one would have been able to tell that I had been a paralyzed person in bed a few months ago.

When I went to the nursing home for a follow-up, the attending doctor called my recovery a miracle in medical history, and said that he would use my case to write a paper and publish it internationally. His excited appearance scared me for a while, the most important life-saving measure in our line of work is to keep a low profile, and be as famous as Master Yuri Marin of the KGB of the Soviet Union, then don't live.

I took a lot of words, even intimidation, to finally stop this doctor who was trying to become famous and win the award.

I got out of the wheelchair in time, and I was still a weak person, unable to exercise vigorously, unable to fluctuate emotionally, and unable to use the strength of the past, unable to use my demonic hands...... I'm just an ordinary person, even weaker than an ordinary person.

It all depends on my meridians, which are too fragile and haven't recovered well at all. As for the time, Buddie gave me an approximate number, and if I continued to take its prescription, it would take almost 11 years before I would be able to return to normal. It's a distant process, but I'm not discouraged, when people have hope, everything is good.

The solidity in "The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains", and the qi in "Orthodox Wuzang - Bringing Nature to the Witch Gu Sutra".

This is the method that we have been practicing for generations of Dunzhai Miao Gu, the former practicing the body, the latter practicing qi and concentrating, are all a trick and a style to lay the foundation, I practice diligently, as long as the body can still adapt, I never stop, and use every part of my energy to the recovery process.

Seeing that I was fascinated by my practice, Miscellaneous Xiaodao asked for a reference, but that night, Duoduo told me that Uncle Miscellaneous Mao had not slept all night, and he was crazy. The next day, I didn't go to work, but I appeared at dinner in the afternoon, and told me that the old Shange who wrote the essay, a pedantic celestial, if it wasn't for the seclusion in Miaojiang, he would definitely be a very famous person, you, the ancestor, which dynasty and which generation of people?

I shook my head to indicate that I didn't know what to do, but looking at the text, or the Qing Dynasty, or the Republic of China, right?

At that time, the four of us were eating, me, Xuerui, Miscellaneous Xiaodao and the little demon Duoduo, Will was sleeping, and the little chef Duoduo was serving tea and pouring water with us on the side, which was very cute. Shirry's Chihuahuas rarely appeared, licking the food in the small plate, very happy. I stared at the palm-sized puppy on the table, absent-minded - Xuerui didn't know what was going on with the Chihuahua lately, and since we moved in, we rarely showed up, and at first we didn't know what was going on with the dog, but then I realized that it was very scared of the tiger cat.

As a Chihuahua born from a spell doll, it has a natural fear of tiger cats.

Miscellaneous hair Xiaodao said that he looked at my two sets of things, although he couldn't pick them up and use them immediately, but they had a very important reference role for him, if his realm broke through in the near future, maybe it was because of my thing. I said okay, as long as it can be useful, we are not the ones who hide their secrets, Xue Rui, do you want to take a look at it, maybe it will be useful.

Xue Rui shook her head and said no, she taught two subjects, and she still felt a headache, and learning one more was miscellaneous but not refined, which was the most taboo.

Time flies, at the end of September, the National Day is about to begin, because it is the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there is a military parade, I thought that Xiaojing, who is studying in Nanfang City, may have a holiday, so I called and asked her if she wanted to come over to play for a few days? I didn't know that when I called over, I heard Xiaojing say a few words absentmindedly, and I felt that the atmosphere was wrong, so I asked her directly, saying what happened, I felt that I couldn't give up, was it a drag?

Xiaojing didn't admit it, said no, and chatted a few more words, she suddenly asked me very abruptly, saying Brother Zuo, you have helped people tell fortunes at home, and I also heard my father say that you are very powerful, and you are not afraid of ghosts, and you are running a feng shui company in the south, you say, are there any ghosts in this world?

I touched my nose and laughed in my heart, this little girl is really a stupid person, the little sister who played with her all day long when she came over was a little ghost, and now she asked me stupidly, is there a ghost in this world, isn't it ridiculous?

But after laughing, I felt the fear in her heart, and asked what's wrong, why did you ask like this, did you encounter something unclean?

When I asked, Xiaojing actually wowed, crying, startling me a lot, and hurriedly asked her what was going on?

Xiaojing cried on the other end of the phone, saying Brother Zuo, I don't study anymore, I want to go home, we are haunted here, I am scared, I dare not stay here.

My cousin sobbed and cried on the other end of the phone for a while, and I learned a rough idea, saying that when she entered the school, she participated in a club called the Spiritual Research Association, and then one day, she played with a group of classmates in the club The enduring supernatural activity "Pen Fairy" on campus, and the result of the day's play, on the white paper, four trembling characters were drawn, in order of "4, 4, =, 2".

As shown in the text, these characters are made up of Arabic numerals and mathematical symbols.

Xiaojing told me that they had lit a red candle at that time, in a very dark room, the atmosphere was very thick, under the flickering fire, everyone had a strange smile on their faces, and when the pen began to act, the cold wind blew, as if there was really a pen fairy coming. There were six people playing the game at the time, and everyone was involved. After playing, the president of the club began to tell ghost stories and the principle of pen fairy, which was very scary.

But this is just a young man looking for excitement, and after everyone scares each other, they drink beer and leave.

On the third day, the president who took them to play the pen fairy game, the host of the game, jumped from the fifth floor of the boys' dormitory building in the middle of the night during the third watch, fell into the mud, broke the skull, and was a tofu dregs. At this time, everyone came back to the senses, the so-called pen fairy prompt, the password composed of a few numbers, could it be ......