Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 170

  "Are you two from the General Assembly?"

   "That's it..." Luo Jiutian looked back at his father pretendingly and modestly, "We are actually people from Baliangshui..."

   "Baliangshui? It is the mysterious game passed down by the Bunkyo Luo family to this day, Bayangshui?"

  Lao Luo saw that this was a connoisseur with a chance, and he was busy holding a fist.

   "My surname Luo, just happens to be the current official director of the Bayangshui Mystery Bureau. The small bureau is not very famous. The little brother knows my name. It's really our luck for Bayangshui!"

   Director Luo.

  How do you feel weird.

   "Why the director of Bayangshui, you all ran out, isn't this a private job?" Maple Sugar yawned and asked.

"This little brother, you don’t know anything. Although at the beginning, we both listened to persuasion because of the stability and welfare of the civil servants. We worked part-time in the association, but the social welfare organization really eroded people’s self-interested thinking. Now I feel that the work of the General Assembly is our supreme vocation, and occasionally returning to the palm of the hand to take a hand, then I feel like I am taking on private work..."

  Luo Jiutian introduced his position endlessly. He seemed to be a good young man who was dedicated to his job and loved his job.

  Pineapple and maple syrup have been stunned.

   "But brother, you are not an ordinary person..." Old Luo squinted his eyes and asked with a smile, "Your blood is very special..."

   Xiaolan obviously hesitated to see the smile on Dao Chang's face.

  Suddenly the Daoist was silent for a few seconds.

   looked back at Xiaolan, then turned his head back.

   "Director Luo, have you seen blood like me?"

  Old Luo pursed his mouth, staring deeply at the Taoist Master for a while.

  The eyes are very strange.

  Xiaolan couldn't understand the meaning in her eyes.

  Luo Jiutian looked at Dao Chang from the left, and his father from the right. He obviously didn't understand as much as himself.

  For a long time, Lao Luo gently shook his head.

   "I have never seen it before."

   Hearing the words, Daochang’s back slightly leaned back, and his tight body finally relaxed.

  Although Xiaolan didn't want to admit it, the Taoist leader looked really relieved.

  It’s hard not to care...

   But speaking of similar abilities, Xiaolan couldn't help but remind Xiaolan of the way Lao Luo was hesitant when he introduced his abilities.

   "Lao Luo, have you ever seen an ability that resembles me?" Xiaolan asked innocently.

  Lao Luo looked at Xiaolan mysteriously again, then bowed his hand to the side.

   "Why do Miss Xiaolan ask me, this little brother is very knowledgeable and will be able to answer you."

  Dao Chang’s smile solidified.

   Xiaolan looked at her eyes long.

   "Just tell me if you know it," Xiaolan yelled at Lao Luo, "Why provoke our relationship."

   This time it was Lao Luo's turn that he was caught off guard.

  Even Luo Jiutian got in front of his father and chattered, "That’s right, dad... tell her directly... and there’s nothing to say... It’s nothing to do with us, why are you hiding..."

  Old Luo hated iron and glared at Luo Jiutian.

   "Girl Xiaolan, have you really never heard of it?"

   "No," Xiaolan shook her head honestly, "Who has the same ability as mine?"

  Lao Luo converged his eyes, and after a while, he raised his head again as if making up his mind.

   "There is indeed such a person...but it hasn't appeared for a long time."

  Xiaolan's heart pounded.

  Could it be that this is his identity before his amnesia?

   "How long is it?"

  Lao Luo looked up and recalled, “It should have been more than ten years since she finally appeared in front of everyone.”

Over ten years? !

  "Should I not..."

  Lao Luo took a serious look at Xiaolan, and when she saw her messy expression, he couldn't help but laughed out.

   "Ms. Xiaolan, you think too much, she is not a child," Lao Luo said, guessing what she thought, "she is a young girl in her twenties, and it's time for her to be confident now."

   should be in her forties now.

  Could it be... your own mother?

  "We don't know much about her in Bayangshui," Lao Luo frankly said, "I was fortunate to meet her in the same case and showed her abilities. It is very similar to Miss Xiaolan, but it is indeed somewhat different."

   "And the specific things, because of the confidentiality of the case, can't say more, you go to the rivers and lakes to inquire about her, you will definitely find what you want."

   is famous in the arena.

   Xiaolan straightened up.

  Whether it’s your own mother or not, since your abilities are similar, you should be the same at the farthest point.

  Lao Luo has just finished the last sentence, and he has subtly changed the topic.

   "I wonder if Miss Xiaolan's ability was born or acquired?"

   deserves to be Lao Luo.

  Lao Luo insists on the principle that every clue is never provided in vain, and it is not something that Xiaolan has to formulate here.

  If it is someone else, it may really be calculated.

  But the goal is Xiaolan, and the plan is about to fail.

  Because Xiaolan doesn’t even know the answer to the question.

   "Is there any difference between born and learned?"

"Born to bring spirits is a conceited spirit body, and spiritual energy will definitely be purer," Luo Jiutian did not resist the popularization of science. "But people who do not have spiritual energy have cultivated their own spiritual energy through chance or hard work. Such people treat themselves The body understands better, the strength may be stronger."

   Strong and pure like me...

  What could be the reason?

  But of course Xiaolan is embarrassed to say this idea.

  Xiaolan is already a mature Xiaolan, and she understands that some stinky things are not easy to speak out.

  "Then I...maybe born," Xiaolan made a decision, "I'm not very strong either...Oh, I don't remember anything when I was a kid."

  Old Luo was unwilling to get only this information, and was about to ask a question when the two mobile phones rang suddenly.

  Lao Luo and Luo Jiutian looked at their phones, their expressions were obviously nervous.

   "Several people, there will always be urgent things, let's say goodbye first."

  Old Luo nod first bid farewell to them and grabbed his son to leave.

  Not a few steps away, Luo Jiutian seemed to think of something, turned around and ran back, and stood in front of Xiaolan.

  "Meeting in Pingshui is the fate. There are so many people in this world, we have to keep warm, right?" He took out his mobile phone and said, "The association is currently expanding talents. Everyone, add a WeChat to find out?"

  **

  A few more days passed in a blink of an eye.

  After explaining the last things, several people also packed up and prepared to leave Zhangcheng.

  Just when she saw Xiaolan, Xiaoyin directly rushed over and hugged Xiaolan and cried, crying and crying, but she couldn't help but beat Xiaolan.

Although Xiaolan is very wronged, she can only choose to forgive her.

  People here, life is slowly returning to the right track.

  They also want to start a new story.

  Xiaolan was carrying a backpack and was about to leave the hotel with everyone behind, when she saw a book of "The Book of Changes" on the hotel bookshelf.

   Panlong Pond, hexagram elephant.

   Xiaolan picked up the book which was a little bit rusty.

   "I want this."

   Xiaoyin turned to look at the girl behind.

   "A long way to go, come on, Xiaolan wants to read a book, buy a book for Xiaolan."

  Dao Master waited at the door to look from a distance, smiled and said, "Take it, go downstairs to pay later."

  "We Xiaolan loves to study. You see, I have no problem with the teacher. We Xiaolan is a good baby who loves to read."

  In the car, Xiaolan opened the thin yellowed book.

   Looking for the hexagram image in his memory.

  Go up and down.

  Kun goes up and down.

  Kun goes up and down.

  Kun up and down.

  This is the hexagram image that he shook out when facing Meng Fuling.

  A little bit of extrapolation.

  Turn over the last few pages.

what……

  It turned out to be like this.

  A warm current filled my heart.

   Xiaolan sat at the back of the car and smiled contentedly.

  Although the hexagram image has no offensive power, it is a great sign.

  Whether it's extremely peaceful, the nobles will come.

This is the end of the first half of the dead school. I wanted to take a rest for a day and then change the bottom half. Then I thought about the guy who has changed a chapter every day. What qualifications do I have to take a rest? I can only cry and get up the codeword, and I will start to update the dead school tomorrow. In the second half, the mystery of the story is about to be revealed, thank you, tweeted!

  (End of this chapter)