Chapter 2: Ghost **** algorithm

Dangdang!
The door opened, and Yang Qingqing walked in with a noodle, and put it on the table. He didn't have a good air. "Well, eat fast, the province's back starved to death, and the county magistrate asked me trouble."
The boundless thoughts of Qin Yu pulled back from reality to the reality. When I saw the electronic wall clock on the wall, it was already more than seven in the morning.
Smelling the long-lost fragrance of instant noodles, his already hungry stomach, began to knock on the drums, and the restless urged.
The first meal of the princes of hell, reborn, was actually instant noodles, but he had an unparalleled touch in his heart.
Ten thousand years! Still so familiar taste. Holding a noodle, he didn't know how to shut his mouth for a while.
"Look at what, I am afraid that I will poison you?" Yang Qingqing pulled his face, not good air.
Qin Xiao smiled and opened it. There are not only sausages, but also two halogen eggs. I know that the policeman is a knife mouth and a tofu heart.
No, the Qin dynasty opened up the gang, and ate a bite in one breath, even the soup was not left.
Yang Qingqing muttered to the side: "It’s a starving ghost, and you are careful to kill you."
Hey, I haven’t eaten instant noodles for 10,000 years. It’s sour and refreshing, you can understand this chick.
This meal is the most delicious food he has ever eaten in the past 10,000 years. Looking at the policewoman who is cold and kind, he feels that he has finally found the feeling of being a new person.
He knows that from this moment on, he is no longer a vassal in Hell, but a small person on the ground, nothing more.
"Oh, really happy, thank you!" With the moment when Yang Qingqing gave him a handcuffs, Qin Hao’s fingers flicked twice on her wrist without traces.
"I warn you, next time I want to fall into my hands again, I can't spare you." Yang Qingqing glanced at him with dissatisfaction and said coldly.
She is not a small intestine. Although this abominable guy has taken away his first kiss, killing him will not help, and this bitterness can only be swallowed up.
Qin Yu was silent, his fingers were fast-paced on the table, and he calculated Yang Qingqing's fortune.
He used the method of getting started in the door of the ghost algorithm.
People are born with yin and yang, and the cultivators are good at breaking yang. Use the yin and yang to infer the number of lives.
According to the strength of the yin in Yang Qingqing's pulse, Qin Lan calculated and judged Yang Qingqing's short-term fortune. If you are in hell, with his algorithm, you can see the cause and effect by Yang Qingqing's yin and yin in a simple way. It is not the same as the so-called rivers and lakes.
Only now that his cultivation is ruined, he can't open his eyes with instinct, so he can only use this method of getting started.
"Yang police officer, your face is good, so I don't like to owe people, give you a free meal. Your recent fortune is very complicated, there are good and bad, the good thing is that you are likely to be promoted, bad things... ..."
Speaking of this, Qin Hao sold a piece, tore a piece of paper, quickly wrote down the mobile phone number, and smiled and handed it to Yang Qingqing.
"This is my number, you keep it, you can find me in the future."
"Cut, the ghost will believe you." Yang Qingqing disdainfully grinned, she kicked the blast of the egg, Liu Bureau that is still pressed, not dismissed is not bad, where the official rose.
"Trust or not, follow you! Goodbye!" Qin Hao raised his mouth and smiled, and quickly walked out.
"Hey, who wants to meet you again, stinks." Yang Qingqing whispered a whisper, but the ghost made the difference, or the red heart beat the paper into the pocket.
When he got out of the police station, his golden sun thorns his eyes hurt, and Qin Hao opened his arms and stared at his eyes, enjoying the joy of focusing on life.
A black Audi was parked at the door, and a middle-aged man with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a pair of Svens appeared.
Seeing him, the man smiled and said hello: "Bad boy, still doing what he wants, get on the bus."
Qin Zhen was shocked, and the familiar voice was like a stone thrown into the heart of his heart that had been nearly numb and dry for thousands of years.
This man like a spring breeze is his father, Qin Wenren.
He slowly moved his footsteps and walked over to him, his throat dryly shouting out the long-lost word: "Father!", then he clung to the warm man.
"Son, this evening is not good, you can't be so troublesome in the future." Qin Wenren patted his son's shoulder, quite distressed.
"Dad, I don't make a fuss, no more trouble..." Qin Hao whispered, his eyes were already wet.
Qin Lan will never forget, on the day of the company's collapse, his father was white, and he was depressed and vomiting blood.
For 10,000 years, fortunately, you are still by my side. This is more important than the slavish avenue of life and death. No, it is ten thousand times.
"Okay, son, time is not early, I will send you to the station, the school will start school right away. It is good for you to go to Dongzhou in advance for a few days. By the way, look at He Shushu." Qin Wenren combed his son's messy hair. Laughing and urging.
"Go to Dongzhou?" Qin Hao stunned and searched for memories in his mind.
He remembered, his father, Uncle Ho, found a relationship and gave himself a diploma from Dongzhou Noble University. In a few days, Dongda University should start school.
"Well, Dongzhou, that is a very interesting place! Hey!" Qin Hao’s mind flashed through countless past episodes, and his mouth flashed a cold smile.
The car quickly stopped at the train station. Qin Wenren took a train ticket from his pocket and handed it over. He said, "Son, my parents are not around, you take care of yourself."
"Yeah!" Qin Hao nodded.
In Hell, he lived in the hurricane of intrigue and intrigue. At this moment, he was born with a heavy father-like love. His heart was born with an indescribable taste, and he was touched, but also mixed with some adapt.
Qin Wenren helped the glasses and looked around. He took a bank card from his pocket and put it in his pocket. He whispered: "This is how much money I have to save, don't let your mom know, the password is Your birthday."
"Okay, son, I can only help you so much. Remember, when you come to He Bo's home in Dongzhou, you have to listen. The water is deep and fishy, ​​and everything must be low-key."
Qin Lan stretched out his arm and took his father's shoulder. Shen Sheng said: "You are the biggest in the big land. Later, you said that you are awkward, you let me go east, I will never go west."
Then he pulled the door open and walked into the station without looking back.
In the last life, you sheltered me from the wind and the rain, and did not hesitate to swear the Yan family's trees.
In this world, I will respect you and swear to protect your stalwart body!
Qin Wenren looked at his son's disappearing back. After a long while, he came back to God: "Hey, this kid is so obedient? Usually, I speak like fart. He doesn't sing to the stage, but the sun is playing west. Already?"
......
Qin Hao’s forefoot just left, a police officer patted Yang Qingqing’s shoulder:
Yang team, Liu Bureau allows you to go to the office immediately.

Yang Qingqing’s heart is tight, bad, and will not be settled after the fall.
Into the office, Yang Qingqing blinked and whispered: "Head, are you looking for me?"
Liu Bureau put down the documents in his hand and sighed with a dignified face: "Qing Qing, I can't help it, I can't leave you."
"Is it because the last time, I am hitting people, and I have been punished?" In an instant, Yang Qingqing’s tears flowed down.
Since she graduated from the police academy, she has been assigned to the hard work of Wu County. She used her unrepentant youth to shed blood on this land and sprinkled tears~EbookFREE.me~ Suddenly, she was dismissed, her heart It’s like being stabbed, bloody, and painful.
Liu Bureau smiled and picked up the document and handed it over: "Stupid girl, you cry, it is not a punishment, it is the leader of the provincial capital Shijing City Bureau, I ordered your order, let you go to the city bureau to serve the order documents. ""
"Ah?" Yang Qingqing smacked tears and opened the file with horror. It was really a command.
Back to the provincial capital Shijing, she has always been her dream, because her family, parents are there.
In the entire Dongjiang River Basin, in addition to the international metropolis Yunhai City, Shijing City, the capital of Jiangdong, is the most prosperous. It is the ancient capital of Huaxia and the Six Dynasties, a city of cultural gatherings. Compared with Wushan County, it is simply a cloud of mud. do not.
"What's wrong? I can't bear it? Well, I asked the leaders of the city bureau and said that you don't want to go, just right, I don't want to lose your ability to do this." Liu said with a smile.
"Don't, don't..." Yang Qingqing broke into a smile, quite awkward.
Liu Bureau will smile and sigh: "I don't want to be a general soldier, not a good soldier. With your talent, you should shine in a place where you need more. Go, go back and remember to help me say hello to your parents."
Yang Qingqing threw himself into Liu’s arms and cried with joy:
Uncle Liu, Qingqing will definitely not forget your cultivation.

When he walked out of the office of Liu Bureau, Yang Qingqing suddenly stopped, and the stinking swearing was too accurate.
Although this time is a flat adjustment, but the provincial capital Shijing City is also a small Wu County can compare?
I didn't expect this county magistrate who didn't learn anything, and it would be fortune-telling. It really looked down on him!
Oops, that bad thing will not be fulfilled.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but reach into her pocket, touched out the mobile phone number, glanced at it, and quickly remembered it.