PS: Dad started the third chemotherapy treatment, and Piggy stayed in the hospital for two whole days, and there was really no way to update it online, so I'm sorry.

How does the doctor calculate the time, saying that it is once every eighteen days, but it feels that the interval is not clear, hey, in short, at this time, the patient and the patient's family are like fools, and the doctor can say whatever he wants.

Exhausted, that kind of wordless pressure is unimaginably heavy for people who have not experienced it, and a little sadness may be relieved by finding someone to talk to, but I don't know why when encountering this huge tribulation in life, Piggy didn't even open his mouth to speak, vent **, that feeling is really, really, hey

The group turned right along the narrow, cramped lobby of the hotel, entered the hallway covered with old, dull gray striped wallpaper, and went up the staircase to the second floor, in front of the innermost side door of the corridor floor.

After Zhong Xueliang at the front stood still, he took out a door card from his coat pocket that looked similar to the electronic key of an ordinary guest room, and swiped it three times on the sensor lock at an angle angle, and then listened to the sound of 'beep', and the red light spot on the room lock turned green.

Pushing open the door, there was a fairly spacious suite inside, followed by Zhong Xueliang and walked into the room, Zhang Muzi looked around and his body stiffened slightly, and then deliberately ignored the floor sitting on the TV in front of the living room, playing doubles video games;

A few people gathered around the coffee table under the window of the street, throwing playing cards and standing alone in the corner of the wall by the door, chanting words as if they were chanting something, brought an inexplicable sense of oppression to themselves, and reluctantly smiled and said, "Mr. Intelligence Officer." It seems that you are not just looking for a business hotel and using it as your base.

Such spacious rooms. It's even more comfortable than the average resort. ”

"Mr. Zhang, the little 'Himaru' has a character like Abe Inuzaburo. You don't think that there is no 'background' at all, do you?" Zhong Xueliang ignored the excuse that Zhang Muzi used to hide his horror, stared at his eyes, and asked with a smile on Yan Sù's face for the first time after meeting.

"To be honest, I really thought so," Zhang Muzi was silent for a while, and said with a wry smile: "Didn't the inland of China start to 'defeat a qiē cow, ghost, snake and god' decades ago."

I've heard my grandfather say that even the temples on Daishan, the place where the ancient emperors sealed Zen, have burned down, how can there still be the 'heritage' of these ghosts, ghosts, gods and gods..."

"You think that because you're too young and you've had too little experience, little brother. Sister teaches you to be obedient, this kind of thing is not as simple as you think. Without waiting for Zhang Muzi to finish speaking, the only young woman with long straight black hair and very standard facial features among the four people playing poker under the window suddenly said suddenly.

"How simple is it?" After a little calm, Zhang Muzi had gotten rid of the horror just now, and after being taught a lesson, he turned his head to look at the woman and asked with a smile without showing weakness.

Hearing this, the woman was as innocent as a teenage girl's face. Suddenly, a smile like a centenarian woman who has gone through vicissitudes of life appeared, and her voice became as crisp as the chirping of a yellow warbler: "To explain 'not simple' in the simplest words, this world is divided into two layers: the outside and the inside.

The general public lives on the surface of the world, reading the information provided by the official media. Live a simple life of self-righteousness and plainness, judging most things by black and white, right or wrong;

And within the 'table world' there is another world, one that is so complex that most things do not need to be judged by right and wrong. The real world is buried with many incredible truths. ”

"You may be right, but this young lady. I guess I copied this passage from the 'Hichimaru' comic book. "Obviously shocked by the words of a woman's tongue twister, but in order not to fall behind in the momentum. Zhang Muzi pouted and said.

After that, he turned his head to look at Zhong Xueliang and said, "Director Zhong, I respect your official status in mainland China, so I consciously came here with you, and you can always say anything now." ”

"Student Zhang, the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and three places in China are one family," Zhong Xueliang said in a very official emphasis, "I also respect your identity and potential influence as a big industrialist of the 'Han Dynasty'.

But in mainland China, you don't have any law enforcement or detective powers, and you can't investigate murders casually, so first of all, I must warn you..."

"Investigate the murder case..."Zhang Muzi paused for a moment, and interrupted Zhong Xueliang's words with a dumb smile, "Director Zhong, are public officials all over the world the same, they are all so good at reversing black and white."

Since you have investigated me in such detail, it is impossible not to know that I came to 'Shencheng' just to protect the safety of my friends, and those photos you took out..."

"Rest assured, now that your friend's safety will be under our protection, you don't have to worry at all. Zhong Xueliang seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his words being interrupted by Zhang Muzi, and immediately interjected before he finished speaking.

"Then what should I do, do I just believe that you will go back to Seoul?" Zhang Muzi asked with a cold face after choking.

"It doesn't have to be this way, Shencheng is an open and cosmopolitan city that welcomes tourists from all over the world, as long as you pay attention to our laws and regulations in the future, you can stay here for as long as you want. Zhong Xueliang said in an unchanged tone.

"Thank you, Director Zhong, in that case, I can go. Zhang Muzi quietly glanced around and said expressionlessly.

"Not yet, classmate Zhang," Zhong Xueliang shook his head and said, "Before leaving, you have to confess to us in detail what happened last night, is it okay?"

"Of course you can, last night..."Zhang Muzi nodded, his head was spinning rapidly, and he was about to start half-truths, but Zhong Xueliang interrupted again, "Wait a minute, classmate Zhang, Xiao Xu, Xiao Wang, you go to move the tables and chairs to let classmate Zhang speak slowly."

Master Yanzheng, when Mr. Zhang confesses in a while, please cast a spell in case he remembers or omits something. ”

"Do you want to trouble me again, really, I'm a world-shattering genius who came out once in 500 years in the 'Zen Ancestral Garden', and the master asked me to go down the mountain in order to subdue demons and eliminate demons and promote the Fa-rectification. It's good now, but I can't get 10,000 yuan of the State Council's special talent allowance every month. Your NSA will call me like a handyman.

Am I a lie detector, and it also prevents him from remembering mistakes and saying what he misses. Aren't you afraid that he will deceive people? Hearing this, the one wearing a hat in the two men in the living room who had been on the electric and didn't even turn his head after Zhang Muzi entered the door muttered dissatisfiedly, dropped the game controller and stood up, and slowly turned around.

After glancing at Zhang Muzi, his face turned whole, and his mouth whispered, "If I hear it, the heavens are full of obstacles...". As the chanting became more and more urgent, the mage named Yan Zheng's originally small body obviously did not grow at all, but it gave people a feeling of slowly swelling, and his face became solemn.

If it was an ordinary person, at this time, he would definitely think that he was the reincarnation of the true Buddha, and the Arhat descended to earth and showed the Dharma Body, but for Zhang Muzi, who served hundreds of gods and spirits only in one thought, he could easily recognize that he was performing the technique of summoning the gods to the upper body. Moreover, according to the content of the recitation of the scriptures, it is clear that the person who is summoned is the 'Shakyamuni', the head of all Buddhas.

The thousand-year-old worship of millions of believers can turn an otherwise illusory god into a 'fantasy species' that can interfere with the operation of the real world, and the fantasy species also varies depending on the number of believers and their thoughts. There is a difference between strength and weakness, for example, among the three hundred and sixty-five Qingfu righteous gods driven by Zhang Muzi, the strongest is the Arctic Purple Qi Venerable Doumu Zheng God;

Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder God Puhua Tianzun and Dongyue Taishan Tianqi Rensheng Emperor among the Five Peaks Righteous Gods... Drive them with his bio-grade three-star body. There is not even a single inch of its true power;

The weakest is the wind god and the sun travel god that Zhang Muzi uses for the longest time, and the inconspicuous little hair god in the eight departments of the Heavenly Palace. According to his calculations, it can be calculated that they can use all their divine power in the future. At most, it is equivalent to the power of a five-star peak creature.

And Shakyamuni Buddha, no matter from the number of believers or the believers' thoughts about its power, is the top god on the earth, if you want to talk about a single 'fantasy species' grade, there is no doubt that it can completely suppress any pure blessing god.

But in the face of the solemn appearance of the words, although Zhang Muzi's heart was shocked, it was far from the point where he couldn't control his words and deeds, but even so, he couldn't help but be angry when he felt that he had been bullied to the head, and a wave of green anger suddenly appeared on his face, and he couldn't bear to shout anymore: "What is this, is it a horse!"

Your master passed down the rules, unless it is a great enemy of life and death or to save people, how can a mage cast a spell on other mages!"

As he spoke, the originally transparent void around Zhang Muzi's body suddenly twisted into ripple-like lines, and at the same time, several intelligence officers of the Security Bureau felt as if part of the air in the living room had been drained, and breathing suddenly became difficult.

Feeling the supernatural power emerging from Zhang Muzi's body, the people in the room who pretended to be profound no longer cared about playing games and cards, and stood up one after another, looking solemn and vigilant.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from the corner of the wall, "Immeasurable Sanqing, classmate Zhang, please don't misunderstand, Master Yanzheng is definitely not intentionally offending you, it is really a matter of importance, and I have to be careful." ”

"No matter how careful you are to engage in the rules handed down by your ancestors, you must abide by it, 'the law is impermanent, people are permanent', just use magic to intimidate people's souls, is this okay?" After venting, Zhang Muzi also calmed down, and combed his hair in a bun towards the woman who had been standing in the corner of the wall before he entered the house, his face was as smooth as jade, and he couldn't see his age, but his tone softened.

Hearing his words, the woman with a face like a runyu smiled slightly, and said in a soft tone: "Classmate Zhang, in the sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes, the hexagram is said: Escape, Heng, the one who escapes and the Heng... Keeping up with the times... Profit and loss, with the times... Moving and moving... Is the way of all benefits to be done at all times?

Now that the interior of China is reforming and renewing, the rules of the ancestors are not as important as the rules of the party and the country, are you so indignant now, do you want to be the enemy of the 1.4 billion compatriots?"

"I, why am I the enemy of 1.4 billion compatriots, wow, you, you are really unreasonable," Zhang Muzi paused for five or six seconds before opening his mouth, and said with a smile and a smile: "Are you a mage or a politician, how could you, how could you open your mouth to say such things." (To be continued......)