Vehicles from the Special Operations Group move quickly down the road.
In the car, Wei Yuan held the child in his arms and recounted what happened on the mountain in as short and calm a language as possible, including how he discovered Dong Yu's traces, how he pursued him, and how he missed a step. Dong Yu had completed his revenge, and three people from Liu Dynasty died.
There was no complete corpse, and then I found the information from Liu Chao.
As for the appearance of the old Taoist priest, the latter had given instructions before he went down the mountain, so he did not mention it.
The atmosphere in the car became more and more solemn.
Song Huaihua closed his eyes and recited Taoist scriptures with a compassionate expression on his face.
Xuan Yi lowered his head and remained silent.
The fingers were clenched tightly.
Zhou Yi had already put out the cigarette, feeling depressed and wanted to smoke another one. Because there were children around, she took her hand back and said: "So, Liu Chao is a personal trafficker, and those on the mountain are also accomplices in human trafficking?
"
Wei Yuan nodded.
Zhou Yi was silent for a moment, her tone turned cold, and she said:
"We will take care of this matter."
Wei Yuan looked at the child in his arms. She was still very young and had a lot of sleep. Now she had fallen asleep. She held Wei Yuan's sleeve with her little hand. Wei Yuan paused and said, "Still."
With her... I will take care of this child for a few days, and then please return the child to Dong Yu's parents."
"In addition, she hopes that you can keep the origin of this child and what happened to Dong Yu a secret. This is her last wish."
Zhou Yi nodded solemnly: "No problem."
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The whole journey was silent.
After Zhou Yi and the others sent Wei Yuan back to the museum, they hurried back to the police station with the information.
It is conceivable that the police in Quan City and even the entire Gangnam Province will take huge actions next.
But it has nothing to do with Wei Yuan.
After that, my life got back on track. I took care of my children for the time being, then drew talismans, practiced swordplay, meditated, and visited museums. Although I said I didn’t want to get involved in these things, sometimes things came to my door and I couldn’t avoid them.
, Wei Yuan had no choice but to make some preparations.
Three days later, the child was taken away by Zhou Yi.
Afterwards, they will find suitable reasons to arrange and send her back to Dong's house.
Her identity will be the child of Dong Yu and a man who was born in an orphanage, but the couple encountered misfortune.
The Dong couple will be the child's only blood relatives.
On the day the child was taken away, Wei Yuan went out holding a black umbrella.
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Liushi.
Wei Yuan walked out of the high-speed rail station and took a taxi.
Then Familiar gave the address, and the taxi driver who spoke a local dialect chattered Wei Yuan to his destination.
Garden District.
Wei Yuan looked around the surroundings, walked skillfully to the ninth floor of the third unit, and pressed the doorbell of the door on the left.
"Who..."
"Hello, aunt, I am Dong Yu's friend. I came to see you two..."
Squeak, the security door opened from the inside, and a somewhat old face was revealed. He should be around fifty years old, but his white hair could not be covered up. He looked like he was in his sixties, just because there were guests visiting.
, who is still my daughter’s friend, is a little more energetic and looks more energetic.
"Old Dong, Old Dong, a guest is here."
After looking Wei Yuan up and down, she called out, then took a step back to let Wei Yuan in, saying hello:
"Come in and sit, come in and sit."
Wei Yuan glanced at Dong Yu, who was already crying next to him, thanked him, and walked in.
Dong Yu's father also walked out of the back room.
He also looked a little older, but his hair was still neatly combed, and he looked a little serious. Wei Yuan put the fruits he brought on the table. Dong Yu's father did not believe what Wei Yuan said so much, but
Dong Yu was right next to him, and after a question-and-answer conversation, it was clear that everything was clear. He gradually believed that this was indeed his daughter's friend, and his expression softened.
Mother Dong picked up the teapot and found it was empty, saying:
"Ah, look, I'm just chatting here and there, and I haven't even gotten any tea. I'm going to get some water."
Wei Yuan stood up and said, "I'll go, Auntie."
The water dispenser is at the corner of the living room.
When Wei Yuan was holding three cups and pouring water, Dong Yu's soul was beside him. Wei Yuan followed her instructions and put Piaoxue scented tea in one cup, a spoonful of honey in another cup, and his own cup.
White water, carry it back.
Dong Tongwen held the tea cup and finally couldn't help but ask:
"Xiaowei, you are Ayu's friend. Have you been in contact with her recently?"
Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "No."
"But she, she is a very good person and should have a good life."
Dong Tongwen still had a look of regret on his face, habitually wrapping his palms around the quilt and smelling the fragrance of tea. The look of disappointment on Dong's mother's face was even heavier. She used the action of drinking water to cover up the loss on her face and the tears that were almost flowing out.
Tears, then slightly stunned.
It's honey water. I always make this for my daughter to drink when she's around.
The water temperature is also what she is used to.
It was as if Ayu had washed it for her personally.
Holding the cup, she couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment.
Wei Yuan raised his eyes slightly and looked at Dong Yu, who was sitting on the sofa opposite.
Is there anything else you want to ask?
Dong Yu wiped his tears and looked at his parents who were much older than he thought. He opened his mouth and said a thousand words, but he just said: "Dad, Mom, I miss you so much. You should be good to your daughter."
Finally, I may not be able to come see you..."
Wei Yuan held the water glass, looked at the Dong family and his wife, and said:
"Uncle and aunt, Ayu will definitely be thinking of you no matter where she is."
"I also hope you will be healthy."
Dong Tongwen sighed: "We also hope that she will be well. Alas, we are already old, so we just hope that she will live a better life and not be wronged. Besides, my body and bones are not bad, so I don't need to worry her.
when."
Dong Yu choked up and said, "He also said that your waist was already injured and you still showed off your strength."
"Mom, you have to take good care of him and don't let him drink too much in the future..."
Wei Yuan changed his tone and conveyed Dong Yu's words to the two old men.
The old man then replied, with a look on his face that was either grateful or shocked that Wei Yuan knew these things.
Dong Yu kept saying those things that she had wanted to say to her parents for a long time, but was too late after all.
Wei Yuan conveyed.
Slowly Wei Yuan had an illusion.
Although he is the one who speaks and talks to the two old people, he is just a bystander. He is sitting here, a passerby, quietly looking at the family of three who have not seen him for a long time. His daughter is concerned about
The old man seems to be complaining because of his stubbornness. The old man is not convinced, which makes the children a little anxious and angry.
He picked up the water glass and took a sip, then leaned back slightly and sat on the sofa.
His expression was quiet, 'watching' this scene.
The wall clock hanging on the wall rang, and the conversation stopped.
It's already past six o'clock in the afternoon.
The conversation seemed to still have some unfinished meaning.
Both Dong Tongwen and his wife had a strange feeling. They were not the kind of people who would be so enthusiastic about people they met for the first time. But today for some reason, they always felt like they wanted to say more, and they also felt that they wanted to say more to the young man in front of them.
There is no sense of strangeness, just like someone I have known for a long, long time.
Dong Tongwen stood up and said:
"It's so late, Xiaowei, why don't you leave and have a light meal here today."
Wei Yuan smiled and said, "That's okay."
"I've heard Ayu say a long time ago that my uncle and aunt's cooking is excellent, stir-fried meat with green onions, braised prawns in oil, hand-made dumplings, and sesame sauce noodles. I've heard her talk about these many times, and I've been craving for them for a long time. Today,
It’s a rare chance to come here and you will definitely enjoy it.”
Dong Tongwen rarely showed a smile: "Like A Yu, he is greedy."
Wei Yuan, or rather Dong Yu, went shopping with his parents.
Wei Yuan helped with some preliminary work.
Dong Yu sat on the sofa and stared blankly at the three busy people over there.
In the end, a table was filled with dishes. There were three people, but there were four pairs of bowls and chopsticks. Dong Tongwen habitually placed an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks in front of the braised prawns. Then he froze for a moment, rubbed his eyes, and said softly:
"I'm used to it, Ayu likes this dish the most..."
"Put away this bowl and chopsticks."
Wei Yuan shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay to leave it alone."
"Um."
The three of them sat down, and Dong Yu also sat in front of the pair of bowls and chopsticks.
A meal, chatting while eating, just like every ordinary day in the past.
After eating, Wei Yuan stood up to say goodbye. He just smiled and packed a portion of each dish. The Dong family sent him to the door, and then went to clean up the dishes on the table. Dong Yu stood at the door and wiped them hard.
After drying her tears, she turned back to her parents with a bright smile and waved:
"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving."
The Dong couple did not respond, they were still packing their things and talking softly.
In the mortal body, unless one is entangled with gods, one cannot see ghosts or hear ghost sounds.
Dong Yu's eyes turned red and he turned to leave.
Mother Dong, who was cleaning up the dishes in the room, raised her head and looked at the door:
"Old Dong, did you hear your daughter's voice just now?"
Dong Tongwen paused for a moment, then said:
"Maybe it's an auditory hallucination again."
"We are all old too."
Wei Yuan leaned against the security door and looked at Dong Yu who appeared next to him with almost all the resentment and obsession in his body. He raised his hand to capture her soul with the art of exorcism. He glanced at the Dong family and picked up the black man next to him.
Umbrella, turned around and walked away, gently tapping the black umbrella on the steps.
In the mortal body, one cannot see ghosts or hear ghost sounds.
However, if it is the most beloved...
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Wei Yuan bought a large insulated lunch box and put food in it.
Then I took the last high-speed train and returned to the museum in Quan City. Then I put the warm meals on plates one by one, put them on the table, dipped them in blood as a charm, made three mountain fingers with my hands, and whispered: "Cold nectar"
Eat, there is no limit to the taste of the Dharma, Qian and the Seven Treasures of the River, who knows what is hindering it? By eating and drinking this Dharma, I ascend to heaven and ascend to the purple microcosm, and my merits are high and majestic. Offering food makes me pure..."
Taoist nectar food mantra.
Ghosts and spirits can only eat blessed food.
Wei Yuan sat down.
Dong Yu, whose resentment had almost dissipated, sat in front of him, looking as if he was alive.
She ate several braised prawns and some other dishes, rubbed her eyes, and laughed softly:
"Sure enough, it's still so oily. You can't find this kind of dish in Jiangnan Province anymore. The dumplings are made of pork and celery, so..."
"Master, our food is actually pretty average, right?"
"But, to me, there is nothing more delicious than these..."
"The most important thing about this sesame paste noodles is the sesame paste, and then the Sichuan peppercorn oil. After frying the Sichuan peppercorns, take them out and add a handful of shrimps, add soy sauce, mix it into a big bowl, and add a handful of cooked noodles.
Put it on, add some cucumber shreds, crushed peanuts, mix it a little, it tastes really good..."
Wei Yuan listened to her words, then picked up the tea cup, tilted his neck slightly and drank the tea.
The woman's voice became more and more ethereal, and finally could not be heard.
With a slight sound, the chopsticks fell on the table.