When Chen Yuan took a taxi back to his residence in the city's Third Ring Road, it was already 9 p.m.

He saw that the Chinese medicine shop downstairs had closed, so he had to go home to rest first.

He rented a Qingshui apartment, next to the noisy vegetable market, although the environment is poor, but fortunately it is cheap, 1200 yuan a month, the landlord is also good, and he has not increased the rent for two years.

Chen Yuan opened the door, took out a bottle of chilled Fat House Happy Water from the refrigerator, and plunged into the quilt.

He was still thinking about what Zhou Sitong told him today......

It simply refreshed his three views!

In fact, before, he made countless assumptions about the relationship between Ding Ziyi and Li Xueqi, but he never thought that they were biological sisters!

The reality is really more bloody and cruel than the TV series.

"What kind of hatred can make a person kill his own siblings?"

Chen Yuan couldn't understand.

But he deeply understands that the evil of human nature is like an abyss, and the darkness is boundless.

"Everyone has their own life, I have already saved Li Xueqi once, and I should be reminded of everything, before refining the "Nine Xuan Returning Divine Liquid" and obtaining the extraordinary power of the monk, I must not interfere again!"

Chen Yuan understands his situation very well, today's bar meeting is already an ultimatum given to him by Ding Ziyi, if he forcibly obstructs it, it will inevitably lead to burning.

In fact, even if Chen Yuan had the intention to stop it, it would be useless.

Behind the other party, there is a ghost cultivator who can control ghosts and control corpses, and in the face of such supernatural powers that surpass the existing scientific understanding, the police may not have a way, let alone a powerless college student.

Thinking about it like this, Chen Yuan's heart was really much more relaxed.

Putting aside Li Xueqi's matter for the time being, he turned on the desktop computer on the table and decided to relax, at this time, a text message was received on his mobile phone:

"Your account 7021 received a RMB transfer of RMB 10,000.00 at 21:40 on November 25, 2018, and the current balance: RMB 310,220.32 [China Construction Bank]. ”

"Eh, I was possessed by the God of Wealth today?"

Chen Yuandu hasn't recovered from the 300,000 yuan of heavenly wealth, and this is another 10,000 yuan transfer!

He looked at it and saw that the transfer information was written on the back, "Note: Ziying. 」

Chen Yuan instantly understood.

It's the 25th again!

It turned out that he had always had a secret in his heart.

From the day of his eighteenth birthday, on the 25th of every month, there will be a mysterious person who will send 10,000 yuan to his bank card account on time.

And every remark is an inexplicable name: "Ziying".

In the past four years, the thunder has not moved.

At first, he still felt uneasy and didn't dare to use it, but slowly, well, he also felt that it was natural.

After all, he is really poor!

His parents are doctors, and when he went to Africa with the medical team to help build in the early years, he disappeared in the desert and has not been heard from for so many years, so he has been living with his uncle since he was three years old.

His uncle Lin Guohua is a small civil servant in the county, not the kind of establishment, and his family conditions are average, but in all fairness, he is not bad.

However, his aunt has always been very critical of him, especially in the third year of high school, after his cousin was born, under the pressure of his aunt, his strict uncle did not dare to give him another penny.

I still remember that most of the tuition fees for the first year of college were paid by Aunt Tang.

In fact, as she grew older, Chen Yuan no longer blamed her aunt, because he understood a truth, in this world, no one is obliged to be good to you all the time, even relatives.

What's more, after going to college, he has money!

On the 25th of every month, the living expenses of 10,000 yuan will arrive on time!

In fact, this money is not much, and it can't be compared with the local tyrants of the school, but it can definitely crush most of the students

However, Chen Yuan did not use the money indiscriminately.

He will always remember the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, he begged his uncle's family to raise tuition for him, wrote an IOU and a guarantee, and only then did he get 3,000 yuan and set foot on the train to Chuzhou.

The poorer people are, the more they know the importance of money.

So, in his sophomore year, Chen Yuan made a bold decision.

He borrowed some of the money he had saved in those two years, put it together, and mortgaged two three-bedroom houses on the edge of the Second Ring Road.

As it turned out, he was right in his decision.

In the past two years, the development of Chuzhou City has advanced by leaps and bounds, foreign capital and talents have flocked in, and there is a faint trend of being among the first line, and the price of real estate is even more speculated to the sky.

Up to now, Chen Yuan has to repay more than 7,000 mortgages every month, plus the money of several classmates and tutors, so during his time in school, he did do several part-time jobs at the same time, as Ding Ziyi said.

I'm tired, but when I think of the house making money for myself every day, it can be regarded as the most reassuring thing for Chen Yuan in this strange big city, more reliable than any family affection and love!

"Now that I started with this 300,000 yuan, I don't have to worry about the financial expenditure every month. ”

"After a few months, I handed over the house, one set to live, one set to rent, and then turned positive in the hospital after graduation, nothing to find Master Liu to cultivate a fairy, not to seek to cultivate a big fruit, can extend a little longevity, that is also beautiful. ”

"Well, man, you can't live so tired. ”

Chen Yuan stretched his waist, stretched out his limbs, and fell asleep in an instant.

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......

At eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Yuan changed into civilian clothes and came to the "Hero Chinese Medicine Shop" downstairs early.

"Uncle Zhou, are you there? I want to buy medicine!"

Chen Yuan shouted for a long time and no one answered, and when he saw that the roller shutter door was ajar, he bent over and got in.

The room was dark, and he walked to the counter, saw that it was empty, and was about to leave, when a strong aroma of herbs came from the room inside.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou, are you boiling medicine in it?"

Chen Yuan shouted a few times, but no one answered, he hesitated, but he was still going to go in and have a look, after all, what if there was no one, what if it caused a fire!?

His rental house is also in this building!

At this moment, he felt that his leg was tripped over something, and when he looked down, a pair of big black eyes were looking at him intently!

Chen Yuan was startled, and instinctively pressed the light control switch next to him, only then did he see clearly that it was a little girl!

The little girl is about eight or nine years old, wearing a black dress, with long and straight black hair, small and delicate facial features, and she is a beautiful embryo.

But because the skin is too white, and her face is expressionless, it gives people the feeling that there is no cuteness, but there is an indescribable weirdness, and it looks like a dark Lori who came out of the second dimension!

"I'll go, little sister, why don't you make a sound, this ...... Where's the boss here?"

Chen Yuanhou pressed his chest in fear, in a sense, he was no less frightened this time than the female ghost in red he met the night before.

The former is the beautiful aunt of "The Old Corpse of the Mountain Village", and the latter is the ghost in "The Grudge"!

"Which one are you?"

The little girl, still expressionless, looked at him and asked in an emotionless Sichuan dialect.

"I'm here to buy medicine, may I ask...... Where's the boss?"

Chen Yuan swept around, but still didn't see Boss Zhou.

"Oh, my dad went to collect medicine. ”

The little girl's tone was still not a hint of flatness, and when she had finished speaking, she sat back on the ground, her legs crossed, as if in ...... Meditate?

"Your dad, oh, where did he go, and when will he be back?"

Zhou Yingying, the owner of this herb shop, Chen Yuan has met several times, and he knows for the first time that he has a daughter.

"Yunnan, tomorrow. ”

The little girl was still concise, her eyes closed, and she looked unwilling to deal with people.

"Okay, I'll write down the medicinal herbs I want to buy on a piece of paper, and when he comes back, you can tell him, thank you, little sister." ”

Chen Yuan took out the paper and pen in his bag and copied the medicinal recipe of the Jiuxuan Rejuvenation Liquid on it, but he had an extra heart and deliberately wrote less medicine called "Wujin Scale".

"Let's go. ”

Chen Yuan glanced at the little girl, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and turned around and said, "Little sister, what are you doing sitting here? Why don't you play with other children? ”

"I'm cultivating. The little girl said.

"Cultivation, what are you doing with cultivation?" Chen Yuan was dumbfounded.

"Get stronger. The little girl was also unequivocal.

Chen Yuan shook his head with a smile.

If you want to say that the boss is really this week, he is crazy, and he is tinkering with some Taoist metaphysics all day long, even his daughter is a scourge.

"Don't cultivate, these are all lies, listen to my brother's words, at your age, you should study hard, write more homework if you have nothing to do, remember, you are a glorious socialist successor!"

Chen Yuan touched the other party's head lovingly, and instantly felt that he was full of positive energy and had done another good deed.

But as soon as the words came out, he felt a little ironic, after all, he was a staunch atheist, a psychiatric doctor, and now he was looking for ways to cultivate immortals, so what qualifications did he have to say to others?

"Uncle, do you also think that cultivation is fake?"

The little girl raised her head and suddenly said this.

"Not uncle...... It's my brother. ”

Chen Yuan corrected solemnly, and then said, "When ...... Of course it's fake! Even if there is really a way to cultivate immortals in this world, it is impossible for ordinary people to find it! So, exercise more, eat more, and grow taller, so that you can become stronger! Just like my uncle——"

Saying that, Chen Yuan rolled up his sleeves and showed off the biceps on his arms, although he was thin, he could still look good, and it would be no problem to bluff children.

"Uncle, you are so weak. The little girl shook her head, her voice still soft.

"You...... What do you say?"

Chen Yuanhu's body was shocked, he felt that he had received 10,000 points of taunt damage, because the attacker was Xiao Lori, this blow was still super doubled!

"I said, uncle, you are weak. ”

The little girl was also sincere, but she was afraid that Chen Yuan would not be able to hear clearly, so she deliberately said it again in Mandarin.

Double Crit!

For the first time, Chen Yuan felt that his dignity as a man had been trampled on!

If it was somewhere else, he would laugh dryly, and it would be over.

But there is no one else here......

How...... I can't let the post-00s and primary school students despise it!

"Little friend, uncle...... Ahh

As Chen Yuan spoke, he symbolically lifted a little of his shirt, revealing a few looming abdominal muscles.

"Can I touch it?"

The little girl's cold pupils fluctuated, and she seemed to be a little interested.

"Of course, don't touch it, you can hammer it hard!"

Chen Yuan smiled.

"Good. ”

The little girl nodded, and her thin little fist gently smashed on Chen Yuan's abdominal muscles.

Phew!

An incredible impact came through, and Chen Yuan's whole body left the ground with both feet and flew out from the half-open roller shutter door!

"What the hell!"