"Amitabha," Lin Jing and Zhao Yunlan held the door together. The fake monk stared at the group of skulls jumping out the window with breathless eyes. "I am desperate for this world where skeletons are also cute! What are these things?"

Zhao Yunlan turned around and asked Wang Zheng: "What are the gang you have attracted? It's okay to bite people, but you even bite them. Aren't they afraid of food poisoning if they eat too much plasticizer?"

Lin Jing vaguely felt that he had said something, and secretly pulled the corner of his leader's clothes.

When the female squad leader heard this, she laughed "puffed". Then she might think the occasion was a little wrong, and immediately covered her mouth under the strange eyes of the students.

"In 1712, the Hanga tribe was in civil strife." Wang Zheng stood up with Zhu Hong's help, pulled his hood to cover his face, "In the end, the rebels were victorious, the old patriarch died, his wives, children, and even the one hundred and twelve warriors who followed him were all beheaded according to the old customs, their bodies were burned, and their heads were buried in the yard of the mountain guards. They would be driven and enslaved forever and not be at peace."

Zhu Hong was stunned for a moment: "Those in the yard?"

The sound of hitting the door remains the same.

Zhao Yunlan winked at Chu Shuzhi.

Chu Shuzhi immediately took off his windbreaker. The sweater inside him was very non-mainstream. He didn't know how many pockets he wore on his body, and he looked like a moving storage bag. He touched each pocket and counted a dozen talismans written in cinnabar like counting money. He walked forward and stuck all four corners of the door.

A faint white light came from the yellow paper, and the door that was shaking swaying by the skulls immediately stopped.

Then, Chu Shuzhi was like a small advertisement on a telephone pole, and he was putting talisman paper on the wall, which made the whole house go out of the way. The skeletons jumping outside seemed to know that they were powerful, and they all retreated one or two meters, not daring to hit the wall or try to chew the window again.

Zhao Yunlan let go of his hand holding the door. The cold weather made him sweat all over.

He sat next to the small stove like an old man, tore a bag of milk powder, poured it into a large bowl with mineral water, and placed it in a small pot that was boiling, instructing Wang Zheng, who had just gotten up: "Cook it, drink a bowl for a while, after drinking it, you have to explain to the organization to the organization, what is going on."

"sorry."

This was the only answer that Wang Zheng gave. Her mouth was as strict as the Chongqing underground party in the past. She didn't say anything after being beaten to death. She was forced to do so. She only had one sentence left: "You open the door and throw me out. Without me, no matter what there is outside, you won't make things difficult for you."

After hearing this, Zhao Yunlan asked calmly: "Do you think you are talking about human words?"

Although Wang Zheng is scary, he is a gentle girl with a gentle temperament. She doesn't talk much and doesn't get close to anyone, but she is polite to anyone and rarely says such hurtful words. She feels that she is out of control. When Zhao Yunlan said this, she bowed her head and simply stopped talking.

Chu Shuzhi stood sideways at the window, opened the crack in the window, looked out, and saw that all the skulls were retreating because of the talismans in the hut. He turned around and made a gesture to Zhao Yunlan: "Save someone to watch the night, and everyone else will go to bed. These are all gadgets, it's okay."

The crisis has passed, and the boy from Zhugan came to Chen Wei for fear that the world would not be in chaos: "Teacher, can I take a few pictures... If you don't go out, you're at the window."

Chen Wei seemed to want to know what kind of growth experience it had that made such a curious naughty child.

A salty pig reached out and hugged Chen Wei's shoulder. Zhao Yunlan came over and lowered his voice and said to Zhugan: "It is not a violation of discipline to take photos, but you have to know that the old people in the past had a saying that the photos could take away the soul, and that the human soul would be fine if they were all in their bodies. But like this kind of place where the dead souls were everywhere... do you really want to get a few small skeletons back and try soilless cultivation?"

Zhugan was so scared that he was trembling by his "midnight ghost story"-like voice and tone.

Zhao Yunlan continued to work hard with a smile: "You can also bury them in your flower pot, and then every night, from twelve o'clock, just like the on-time report in the News Building, you will hear the sound of them chewing on your flower pot, and after chewing on the flower pot, chewing on the table, and after chewing on the table, chewing on your bed..."

Before he could finish speaking, the boy from the bamboo pole twisted unbearably.

Chen Wei's mouth twitched: "What's wrong with you?"

The boy was embarrassed and said in a squint: "I...I...I want to go to the bathroom."

After being scared, Zhao Yunlan was stunned for a moment, and then the bastard laughed at level 8.

"It's dawn in three hours." Chu Shuzhi said, "My talisman can block at least five hours, so don't worry - those who want to go to the bathroom hold it in a little while, and go out again at dawn. If you want to bite you, you will pee on your head. The boy urinates to ward off evil spirits. Even if you can't water them to death, you can at least get a concussion."

Wang Zheng said softly: "I can guard..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Zhao Yunlan: "If something really happens, you can't hold on. I'll do it in the second half of the night."

He took out a windproof lighter from his pocket: "Girls are afraid of second-hand smoke. If there is no, the police will find a little baby to give me a shot."

After being too scared, everyone calmly relaxed. The students laughed and each went back to their sleeping bags - maybe Zhao Yunlan was too safe, or maybe they didn't wake up at all.

After a while, the hut became quiet again, leaving only the sound of skeletons rolling on the snow outside. Even Daqing was nestled in Zhao Yunlan's arms and closed his eyes. Wang Zheng sat in a corner far away from him, leaning against the wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

The messy flashlights in the house were gone, only the messy talisman paper on the door and the wall emitted a layer of extremely light and soft white light.

Zhao Yunlan stood by the window and felt a little air leaking in the crack of the window that had just been opened by Chu Shuzhi, so he simply leaned on it, blocked the thin air outlet with his back, and lit a cigarette.

Just now, when he was awakened by the abnormal movement outside the window, he actually noticed Chen Wei's eyes, but he was too embarrassed to see Chen Wei and deliberately exposed it.

Zhao Yunlan was almost certain that Chen Wei's condition at that time was definitely not awakened or simply insomnia. His calm and satisfied expression and extremely complex and gentle eyes made others feel sad, just as if... the other party looked at him for half a night without blinking.

If Chen Wei was interested in him because he liked men, Zhao Yunlan thought it was very normal - he felt that his personal image was reasonable, had a material foundation, was of the right age, and was neither too old nor too naive. Although he had a slight macho tendency, he would basically take care of other people's feelings. Moreover, he generally did not show his bad temper with people who were not familiar with him, so if he did not get along day and night, everyone would have the illusion that this person had a good personality and was good at speaking and doing things.

But whether it is sexual/attractive, fond of him, or even love him at first sight, Zhao Yunlan doesn't think that someone will stay away from sleeping all night, just to be foolish and foolish.

Zhao Yunlan remembered the scene when she first met Chen Wei.

He must have had a deep and deep ties with Shen Wei when he didn't know it.

But when did that happen?

Zhao Yunlan thought for a long time in a daze. It was not until the cigarette burned to his head that he absent-mindedly turned the cigarette butt out of the crack in the window without any morality. He was hitting a jumping skull on the forehead. At that time, the bone turned black and fell to the ground and twitched twice, not moving.

Before the age of ten, I was too young and didn't understand the bullshit. I even had the ability to distinguish between men and women. The biggest thing I have ever done was to smash someone's glass with a stone, which can be roughly negligible. However, after growing up and becoming a little sensible, Zhao Yunlan's memory became clear and coherent. At every stage, the causes and consequences of every thing are very clear, and there are almost no memory faults or logical chaos that cannot stand scrutiny.

There are indeed some external forces that can change people's memories, such as hypnosis, and several secret methods that Zhao Yunlan can count, but they generally only allow the modified people to automatically not recall and ponder those tampered memories - human experience is extremely complex, and no one can truly understand the causal relationships in details except himself.

For example, suppose a person has a small car accident, and when he thinks about it, he will know that the reason for the car accident is that he is late. Then why is he late? Because he is constipated in the morning and squatting in the toilet for five minutes more than usual. Why is he constipated? Because he ate too much fried food the day before and got angry. Why did he eat too much fried food? Because the free coupon from a fast food restaurant I just happened to be expired...

If you push forward, it will also involve how this person gets the free coupon, whether it is given by someone else, or distributed on the street, etc.

If any trivial matter in memory is true, it should be possible to go through such consideration and contact. Even no matter how skilled a person is, he will never be able to understand other people's bowel movements, menstrual cycles, friendships, and sudden thoughts of intermittent excitement.

Therefore, as long as the memory is processed, the details will be blurred and it will appear very unnatural when you look into it.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yunlan himself is a master of these things.

Therefore, Zhao Yunlan has known the fragility and importance of memory since he was a child. After Daqing handed over the Soul-Suppressing Order to him, the first lesson was to teach him to regularly use meditation to trace and organize his memories. Zhao Yunlan was sure that he really didn't know someone like Chen Wei.

Then...either Professor Chen, who has a good image and a good temperament, is actually a stalker and has been secretly in love with him. Of course, according to Zhao Yunlan's self-knowledge, this is basically impossible. In his opinion, it is almost the same.

Or, this "Chen Wei" is just a layer of disguise, and he is not an ordinary person at all.

What he couldn't find out was, in addition to real ordinary people, he might also be real experts.

Three or four hours passed easily. The genius in the east had just lit up and the fish belly was not fully formed. The ghosts in the yard stopped and fell back to the ground like a power outage. They could no longer move. The strange nameless fire in the distance had begun and disappeared.

Zhao Yunlan gently pushed open the door and went out to the yard to confirm. He confirmed that it was sunrise east and dawn. The little ghost was back home. Then he returned to the house, rubbed his face tiredly, held his hands in front of his chest, and took a nap against the wall with confidence.

"When it's all dawn," he thought, "we must find an opportunity to talk to Shen Wei."

Zhao Yunlan fell asleep with this thought.

I don’t know if it was because I drove a car in the snow and ice all day and didn’t dare to relax before. I was so tired that Zhao Yunlan accidentally slept a little to death.

About an hour later, he was woken up by Zhu Hong.

Zhao Yunlan found that someone covered him with a blanket, and subconsciously went to find Chen Wei. As a result, before he could lock in the target, he was blown up by Zhu Hong's words.
Chapter completed!