When Xue Meng woke up early in the morning, he felt dizzy and weak. He was even more tired than running 800 meters.

In particular, the alarm clock set by the mobile phone is still ringing persistently in the ear, and the rooster's ringing bell strikes the soul through the eardrum. Xue Meng suddenly opens his eyes, sits up, fumbles to turn off the alarm clock, fidgetily shaves his hair, and throws his mobile phone aside.

The mobile phone fell on the bedside table, making a dull sound. When he was in a daze, he realized that it didn't seem to be his bedroom.

Rubbing his forehead, he was just about to get up to have a look when Jiang Jiu came in.

Jiang Jiu was in his pajamas. In his pocket was a little kitten with drooping head. The kitten didn't seem to wake up, but reluctantly showed his head and put it on the edge of the pocket.

"Are you awake? I brought you to my house yesterday when you had too much to drink

Xue Meng tried to turn his chaotic brain, and finally remembered what happened last night. He scratched his head with embarrassment: "please."

"No trouble." Jiang Shu shook his head: "toothbrush and towel are all ready for you. Please wash up and I'll make breakfast."

To work at nine o'clock, Xue Meng took a look at the time and jumped up to wash.

His haggard face was reflected in the mirror, and there were huge black circles under his eyes. He had a very strange dream last night. In the dream, a group of people knelt down and worshipped a statue of God and made a very devout wish to it. The statue is also very evil, just like the living one, and will talk in his ear. In his dream, he didn't want to make a wish. He was afraid that when he didn't know what to do, it was Jiang GUI who suddenly appeared and saved him.

I don't know who won the dream.

Xue Meng thought as he brushed his teeth.

After washing, Jiang has cooked two bowls of dumplings for breakfast and asked him to eat them.

Xue Meng sat down opposite him, snoring the dumplings and telling him his dream last night You don't know. The dream is the same as the real one. I remember the details very clearly. It's really frightening. Fortunately, it's just a dream... "

After that, he ate a hot dumpling, which dispelled the cold feeling in his dream.

Holding a cup of warm water, Jiang Shu glanced at him and said slowly, "how do you know that the dream is not true?"

"Lying trough, early in the morning, you don't tell horror stories."

Xue Meng's dumplings were scared, and the boiling hot soup in the bowl splashed out, which made him hiss.

He took out a paper towel to wipe his hand, but the action suddenly stopped, his eyes staring at the empty wrist, as if to see flowers: "where is my hand string?"

He remembers wearing the bracelet on his left hand at dinner last night.

"There is something wrong with the string. It has been handed over to the state." Jiang said.

Xue Meng stares at his empty wrist, and then goes to see the old God Jiang Jiu. He thinks of the strange dream last night, and his face turns green.

"Last night, wasn't it a dream?"

Jiang Shu put down his empty glass and said with a smile, "guess."

Xue Meng would like to reply, do you guess me or not, but he didn't dare. He thought it was a bit mysterious. According to the common routines in novels, the characters who break the casserole and ask to the end are likely to lose their cannon fodder after opening the door of the new world.

Xue Meng felt that he couldn't be the cannon fodder, and he wanted to work hard to get to the end.

Even the ancients said it, it's hard to be confused. When it's time to be confused, it's time to be confused. This is great wisdom.

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After breakfast, Xue Meng cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and they went out to work together.

The existence of lion dragon has passed the road of Ming Dynasty yesterday. Today, Jiang Jiu takes him to the unit.

When they arrived, they were only five minutes away from work. Uncle Zhou's tea had been brewed and Xiao Xiaoyu's make-up was finished.

Seeing Jiang Jiu enter the door, uncle Zhou waved first, took out a cat nest made of rattan from the side and handed it to him: "here you are."

The cat's nest is a hollow cylinder with a soft straw mat inside. Obviously it was specially prepared for lion dragon.

"Thank you, uncle Zhou."

Jiang Shu smiles in surprise. The cat nest looks simple, but when he holds it in his hand, he can feel that the material is much better than what he bought on Taobao. His eyes curled with laughter, and he couldn't help saying thanks again.

"Small things made by oneself are not worth money. If Kitty likes it, I'll do it next time. "

Jiang Shu let out a cry and put the cat's nest under the window. Just as the lazy morning light crawled in from the window, the grass yellow cat's nest was shrouded in a warm light.

It's not necessary for Jiang Jiu to say that the lion dragon climbed out of the bag and jumped to the top of the cat's nest. He showed great interest in the cat's nest. First he stepped on the top, then he went inside to form a ball. His fluffy tail kept shaking and his throat was purring happily.

Xiao Xiaoyu looked at the side with a smile on his aunt's face. He pulled out a pile of dried meat from his bag and put it into the nest: "here, I brought it specially for you."

This is the dried meat that lion dragon liked very much yesterday.

Lion dragon immediately mewed happily, came out of the nest and rubbed her head in the palm of her hand.

Without waiting for Xiao Xiaoyu to hold him, he ran to Uncle Zhou's feet with his small claws, stood up and pursed his knees twice to show his gratitude.

Uncle Zhou didn't know if he understood what he was doing. He raised his hand and rubbed his head. His old face turned into a wrinkled orange skin. Then he reached in his pocket and felt for the unknown jerky and handed it to him: "good boy, I'll give you another reward."

Lion dragon swung his tail around him for a circle, then took the dried meat back to his nest.

Looking at his brother surrounded by dried meat, Jiang's smile never faded. At the end of October, Jiangcheng will hold an international competition. In order to prepare for the competition, the street office should also start collecting residents' information in advance.

In particular, Hanyang district is far away from the center of the city. Compared with other central districts, the development of Hanyang District lags behind, and the residents are more mixed up. Therefore, director Cheng instructs them to do a good job of investigation, so as to avoid unstable factors affecting the construction of the competition area.

Xue Meng is obviously very experienced in this. He takes a thick stack of registration forms and carries a bag on his back. He asked Jiang to go out with him.

Information collection work is divided into districts, they only need to be responsible for a few streets under the jurisdiction of the street office. Although the collection work is simple, it is very cumbersome and time-consuming. Jiang Zhou followed Xue Meng to sweep the building from the nearest community.

The so-called sweeping, is every floor, door-to-door knocking, registration.

Xue Meng is responsible for knocking door to door and confirming information with the residents, while Jiang Shu is responsible for recording. When they finished sweeping one building and moved to the next, Xue Meng suddenly whispered to Jiang GUI nervously, "do you see that?"

Jiang Shu?

"What do you see?"

"Bracelets," Xue Meng raised his eyebrows, raised his voice and immediately pressed down: "in the building we just swept, at least a dozen households were wearing those bracelets, and there were two or three people wearing necklaces... I don't know whether the rest were not worn or hidden in their clothes."

Xue Meng had been communicating with the residents before, but Jiang Jiu didn't notice that. Just now that building is the No.1 building of this community, he slightly Ningmei: "in front of a few communities have found wearing bracelets or necklaces?"

Xue Meng shook his head: "I didn't see it."

Then he looked at him carefully: "didn't you say there was something wrong with the string? With so many people wearing it, nothing will happen, will it? "

Jiang Gu hesitated and said, "I don't think so."

He has reported to the bureau that as long as Ying Qiao's boss moves fast enough to arrest the Taisui, there should be no problem.

Hearing his uncertain tone, Xue Meng felt a little flustered and asked carefully, "what should it mean? That is to say, there is a real possibility of an accident? "

"It's hard to say." Jiang Shu walks to the second building with a stack of registration forms. Seeing that he was nervous, he comforted him and said, "it's useless for us to be nervous. The choice is in their own hands."

The beads left by Taisui will not directly hurt people. They are just a medium. If these people can't resist the temptation and make a wish to cross the boundary to Taisui, and finally lose their lives, it can only be said that it is a cycle of cause and effect.

What outsiders can do is to arrest Tai Sui as soon as possible. But it's not that if you catch Taisui, the person who once made a wish to Taisui will be safe.

A wish is a cause, but a price is a result. Even if he is too old to collect the price himself, the way of heaven will collect it for him.

People have to pay for their own folly.

Xue Meng thought of those people who made wishes in his dream, and vaguely understood Jiang Jiu's meaning. Remembering Jiang's admonition, he could not help rubbing the goose bumps on his arm.

In the middle of the conversation, we arrived at the second building.

Xue Meng had no time to think again and knocked on the door of the first household.

The one who came to open the door was a middle-aged woman with a thin face. She was wary of the door and asked, "what do you do?"

Xue Meng showed her the work card hanging around her neck: "Hello, we are clerks of Hanyang Street office. We come to collect household information. What's your name, please? How many people live in the family? "

The middle-aged woman frowned and said impatiently, "Zhao Qunfang, I'm the only one at home."

Xue Meng didn't seem to notice her impatience, and continued: "you need to register your mobile phone number, please report it."

Zhao Qunfang also reported a string of numbers: "OK?"

Xue Meng was about to answer when he was suddenly stabbed in the back by a pen. He heard Jiang Jiu ask: "on the afternoon of May 4, you called to report the" wish is done "jewelry store in cultural street, right? We have gone to the shop to investigate, and we have not found any feudal superstitious activities or cult organizations. "

Just now, Jiang Shu thought her voice was familiar, so he asked.

As soon as Zhao Qunfang's face changed, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to close the door: "what do you say? I didn't report it. I don't know. "

Xue Meng understood Jiang Jiu's meaning and quickly put his foot in the crack of the door and asked with a smile, "don't be afraid. We don't want to investigate the responsibility. It's just that there's something else wrong with that store. We'd like to ask if you can provide any other clues? "

"I don't know, I don't know anything! If you make trouble again, I'll call the police! "

Seeing Xue Meng's continuous questioning, Zhao Qunfang's face became more and more ugly. He swore in dialect, but he was about to close the door.

But the door didn't close. Just as Xue Meng was pulling his feet out, two policemen came up and asked, "does Zhao Qunfang live here?"

Without waiting for Zhao Qunfang to speak, Xue Meng immediately answered for her: "yes."

Seeing the police looking at them suspiciously, Jiang Gu quickly showed them the work card: "Hello, comrade police, we are the clerks of Hanyang Street office, who come to collect the information of residents in the community. Ms. Zhao misunderstood us just now. "

See work card, police this just dispel suspicion, toward two people slightly nod, then come forward to knock on the door.

Zhao Qunfang reluctantly opened the door, the momentum was obviously not as good as just now: "what do you want me to do? I didn't break the law

The police officer card to her, said: "can you go in and say? We have something to prove to you about Li Chunhua's death. "

Zhao Qunfang's eyes dodged: "I, I don't know anything."

Police will be a printed information to her: "we found you and her chat records on Li Chunhua's mobile phone. Before Li Chunhua died, you contacted her most frequently. "

Zhao Qunfang was silent for a while. After a while, he moved his steps to get out of the door and said with a stiff expression: "come in, what do you want to ask?"

Two policemen went in. Jiang Gu intuitively felt that there was something wrong with it. He pulled on Xue Meng and brazenly followed him.

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A dragon who didn't show up: doing business, don't cue.

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