Fortunately, Mrs. Yingchun was not seriously ill and woke up soon.
After Zhao Youliang sent her home, he lay in bed unable to fall asleep for a long time.
Too many things have happened in a short period of time recently, leaving Zhao Youliang at a loss and feeling helpless.
Out of boredom, Zhao Youliang picked up the book "I Miss You" and flipped through it. Miraculously, he actually "read" and understood a lot of the content.
It's not that I recognized the words above, it's just a mysterious and mysterious feeling.
"How can this be!"
Although Zhao Youliang was puzzled, he didn't think about it in detail. Anyway, in just ten days, too many strange things happened to him, and there was no shortage of one more.
After flipping through the ancient books in his hand for a while, Zhao Youliang began to fall asleep.
It looks like us when we are studying.
As expected, there was still someone in the dream telling Zhao Youliang the contents of the ancient book.
However, this time the narrator has changed. It is no longer the old man in Taoist attire, but a mysterious gentleman.
The teacher hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Youngdao, do you know the three secrets of swordsmanship mentioned by practitioners?"
"We are destined to meet each other. I ask Wu Xin to teach you the 'selflessness' in it. I hope this sword can protect you from the coming disaster."
"As for the other 'gentlemen' and 'emperors', it all depends on your personal approach."
After the husband finished speaking, he disappeared and was replaced by the adorable little monk next to him.
The little monk smiled shyly at Zhao Youliang, and then snapped the visor hanging on his chest onto his face.
And then...then this cute little monk turned into a demon king.
The blood moon hangs high, and the dark wind howls.
There is also a huge Buddha statue shedding blood and tears suspended behind the devil.
Thus, the hellish training for Zhao Youliang officially began...
Maybe it was because he practiced swordplay too hard in his dream last night. Anyway, in the morning, even the alarm clock couldn't wake Zhao Youliang up.
It was the big yellow dog with the "steel helmet" on his head who spoke personally and pulled the guy off the bed.
"Oh, Mom, please slow down, it hurts!"
"I'm going to get up right now, why don't I just get up and start working!"
...
After doing everything according to the rules, Zhao Youliang began to study the "steel helmet" on the big yellow dog's head.
Wearing this thing makes the already ugly rogue dog look even more vulgar.
"Taijun, where did the 'shit basin' on your head come from?"
"Did you pick it up from the trash or robbed it from someone else's house?"
As Zhao Youliang spoke, he flicked the "steel helmet" and was shocked to find that it was not made of iron, but more like a soft stone.
In fact, it was originally a strange stone, the square inkstone given to Big Yellow Dog by the head of the Chang family.
The treasure was taken care of, and in the hands of the big yellow dog, it turned into a steel helmet, which was buckled on the dog's head.
Seeing that Zhao Youliang dared to blow his head, the big yellow dog was furious and grinned at Zhao Youliang.
Zhao Youliang instinctively wanted to give up, but suddenly thought of the swordsmanship he practiced in his dream last night.
Driven by curiosity, he quickly picked up a branch from the ground and yelled at the big yellow dog.
"Taijun, you go too far to bully others. I will fight with you today!"
How could the big yellow dog pamper Zhao Youliang? He was stunned for a moment and then pounced on him with a roar.
So...so Zhao Youliang was in tragedy.
"Oh my god, what a bad swordsmanship! How come you can't even beat a dog!"
"Brother Dog, Brother Dog, please spare your life, I'm convinced, I won't dare to do it again!"
"Hey, Brother Mom, don't scratch your face. The injury last time hasn't healed yet..."
After a long time, the big yellow dog finally let Zhao Youliang go after beating him tiredly, and went for a walk on the street with his big butt swinging and panting.
Zhao Youliang got up from the ground with a groan, his face full of grief, anger and grievance, like a young daughter-in-law who had just been beaten up by her own man.
At this moment, he finally understood Chang Jie's mood.
"Oh Mom, I am a grown man who can't beat a dog. Where can I explain this matter?"
Zhao Youliang was feeling sorry for himself as he dusted himself off and walked towards the breakfast shop.
As soon as I sat down and before I could ask for anything to eat, I heard soft discussions from the next table.
"Alas, Lao Qi's family all died violently last night, and they were only discovered this morning."
"The whole family is dead, and there is no one left to deal with the funeral arrangements!"
After the man finished speaking, the people at his table sighed: "Isn't it true? It is said that it was caused by dirty things!"
"It just stopped for a few days, why is it like this again!"
"How will we live in the future..."
After listening to the conversation between the two, Zhao Youliang was suddenly surprised: Could it be that the strange corpse came out again?
No, I have to go and have a look!
So Zhao Youliang didn't even eat breakfast and walked straight towards the dead Lao Qi's house.
However, before he could reach it, he was blocked by a group of policemen headed by policeman Xiao Zhao.
Zhao Youliang was stunned for a moment, and then asked with helplessness on his face.
"Brother Zhao, don't tell us that another person died and it has something to do with my photo. I have to be taken back for investigation by you again."
Not only Zhao Youliang was helpless, but also the policeman Xiao Zhao who knew that he had been wronged.
"Quantum, don't be angry."
"There is no other way. We still have to go through the procedures."
"But this time I don't have to lock you up for a day or night. You just need to accompany us to the crime scene."
Hearing that he would not be imprisoned for a day and night, Zhao Youliang's depressed mood finally improved.
The last time he died was because he was imprisoned and asked about Granny Mi.
Zhao Youliang didn't want the same tragedy to happen again.
After getting into the police car, because they were all acquaintances, the police did not give Zhao Youliang a "bad look" or even put handcuffs on him.
"Quantum, you don't have to look so gloomy. We all know that the murder has nothing to do with you."
"Do you remember that Taoist priest last time? He asked us to take you over to have a look."
"Don't you think this is weird? The dead people looked like they were bitten by wild beasts. One of them even had his whole face chewed off. That's scary!"
Zhao Youliang was naturally deeply impressed by the Taoist master. He gave him a secret book, although it was a very unreliable secret book.
"I miss you"... Even if you imitate ancient books, you don't have to be so unprofessional, right? Nonsense!
In addition to secret books, Zhao Youliang was also impressed by the old Taoist's Taoist name. Maotai...
Coupled with the unreliable secret book, Zhao Youliang once suspected that this Taoist was just here to make fun of him and deliberately tease him.
After thinking about it, Zhao Youliang suddenly had doubts in his heart.
"Brother Zhao, don't you find it strange that people die one after another in and around our town?"
"Why do you all look so weird?"
