Chapter 11: .who are you?

Zhou Zhen was stopped by Fu Li's sentence, speechless for a long time.
"The world is big and mysterious." Fu Li's dark eyes seemed to contain countless secrets. Zhou advocated parking the car to the side of the road and looking into Fu Li's eyes, he felt like he was looking at an abyss.
"Some things you think don't exist are actually hidden by your side." Fu Li looked behind Zhou advocated, "You never know how many invisible things are hidden around you."
A flattering person, saying something creepy, Zhou Zhen was inexplicably scared. He shrank his neck and felt a little cold: "Handsome guy, can we talk well, me and I are materialists. "
"Good materialism promotes the development of science and technology and creates advanced productive forces." Fu Li took his gaze back and sat up straight, "Let's go."
"Where?"
"Don't you say send me home?"
"Oh." Zhou Jian nodded, obediently driving according to the line Fu Li said.
Fu Li's place is very remote and the environment is not very good. Zhou Jian's car was bumped up and down on the road. He couldn't help but laugh: "Handsome guy, you really have so many panaceas. Why don't you sell them for money? Live in such a broken place? "
"I don't know who to sell it to." Fu Li turned his head to look at him. "Last time I gave you the medicine, I didn't collect any money."
Zhou advocated for a moment, and soon understood the meaning of Fu Li. The medicine was given in vain, and he didn't pay anything. It seemed that he was not qualified to say that the other party was a fake drug liar. No, the car's headlights were damaged by this kid, didn't he let him pay?
Park the car again outside the dilapidated alley, and Zhou advocated carefully: "Dude, I know your life may be difficult, and the idle second generation like me is not qualified to teach you. But you are still young and there are things you ca n’t do If you do it, you wo n’t be able to look back. Medicine is a kind of thing that can save lives or kill you. Sometimes fake medicine can take a life. You look younger than me, and it ’s not a bad person. Do n’t Money goes to crooked roads. "
Looking at this serious-looking young man, Fu Li took a ginseng out of his backpack: "You make sense, but I never lie."
"What are you doing?" Zhou Jian looked at the ginseng, and was a little disappointed with the young man. He talked about the matter. Why was he still dead? Is it so deceptive?
"Fare." Fu Lila drove down the door and stood on the steps to see Zhou advocated, "Although you are lazy by nature, but you are of good character, you are born with a blessing, and a human like you is very cute."
"Ah!" Zhou Jian wanted to say that he didn't want this. He knew that this young man was walking at a weird speed, and he took a moment to walk away, and walked far away, and soon disappeared at the end of the alley.
The scent of ginseng was permeated throughout the car. Zhou advocated his teeth and turned the car head to find an elder who knew Chinese medicine in the house.
What if ... this person is not lying?
Although this may be pitifully small, Zhou advocates trying to give it a try. Maybe it was because the other person's eyes were too serious, so serious that he didn't believe it was sin.
When Zhou Zhen handed the ginseng to the elder, the elders' hands were shaking. The intoxicated look made Zhou Zhen unable to help but doubt that he did not bring a ginseng, but a monster that deceived people.
"Xiao Zhou, where did you find this superb ginseng ?!" The elders carefully put the ginseng in the tray. "Although it has been in use for a long time, it is pure wild ginseng, and it ca n’t be bought with money. Need. You tell me, where can I get good things? "
"Uncle, this thing ... is it true?" Zhou Yan swallowed, feeling that the action he had just taken over this century-old ginseng may be a bit random.
The elder nodded: "Some time ago, there were wild ginsengs with a root of 50 years, and they sold a high price of nearly one million. You are a good thing that you can't buy with money. Take it back and respect your parents, but every time Use only a little, this thing is very medicinal. "
Zhou advocated sitting idly, and it took me a while to feel that his face was very hot.
He is the second-generation self-proclaimed son of the rich, even taking advantage of others, and also suspect that someone else's stuff is counterfeit medicine.
At 5 pm, Fu Li appeared on time at the hotel and made a handover with the security guard from the previous shift. After changing his security uniform, Fu Li walked out of the locker room. The corridor was very quiet. He looked around without seeing anyone.
Ding, Ding, Ding.
The seemingly ringing bell sounded from the ground, Fu Li stopped and did not move forward.
There is a legend in the world that there is an ecstasy of the soul in the land, they hold the soul bell and the chain of the soul, and bring the soul of the dead soul to the land.
Fu Li has seen the negative difference twice, this may be the third time.
The bell was getting closer, Fu Li turned and looked around, and saw a young man in a black uniform and a waist belt hurried to this side. He was holding a rectangular object with a four-finger width in his hand, which looked a little bit Like the phone that humans like to use.
He held an iron rope on the other hand, a young man in a bathrobe tied to the iron rope, and the man shouted meaningless words like "don't want to die" or "I have a lot of money", but the young man was poor Just playing with the phone while walking, ignored him.
Ding.
The overcast stopped and the bell disappeared. He looked up and saw Fu Li three steps away. Tucked the phone into his pants pocket, he took out his credentials: "Do it on the job, don't bother you."
Fu Li saw the word "burdock" written on the carcass.
"You see me?" The locked young man rushed to Fu Li, "You save me, save me, I have a lot of money, and I can give you a lot of money."
Niu Yan laughed: "People in our prefecture do n’t have to go back. It ’s no use asking anyone." In life, you do n’t accumulate virtues and care for your body. Humans are also interesting.
"You are the security of this hotel, you should protect the people in the hotel!" The young man had lost his mind, he grabbed Fu Li's trouser legs, "You save me!"
Fu Li took a step back and easily broke away from the man's hand: "I only protect the living guests in this hotel. You are dead."
"No, no, I don't want to die." The man struggled even harder, the tighter the chain of chains locked on his wrists, the more it seemed to have merged with his flesh. The man was in pain and sorrow, and his features were twisted together.
"Fu Li, what are you still doing here!" A colleague from the security office came over, not very friendly. "It's almost time for you to work. Don't think that a few female customers praise you, you can be lazy. "
Fu Li watched the colleague step on the sorrowful man's soul unconsciously, and nodded silently.
The security guard touched his calf in confusion. Is the air-conditioning temperature in the corridor too low? Looking up at Fu Li, he didn't speak, he said unhappy, "You ..."
Just then, the intercom around his waist rang.
"The second group of security guards gathered immediately. The popular artist Lu Ren's family had an accident in our hotel!"
The security guard took the walkie-talkie and turned to run upstairs. When he ran to the stairs, he suddenly felt soft and planted a big heel. He got up from the ground and looked back at Fu Li, who was still standing in the corridor. It was very embarrassing. Run away.
Niu Yan tightened the chain of his soul, nodded his head, and dragged the young man away.
After the bell disappeared, Fu Li turned around and broke his sleeve, breaking the barrier, "You go, don't just come to the men's locker room next time."
A girl wearing a short tunic skirt walked out of the room. She smiled as she rushed away, dripping two lines of blood and tears from her eyes: "Thank you for your help."
Fu Li didn't speak. He still didn't understand human beings. Obviously, the man was nearing his death. Why would this female ghost prefer to catch the evil spirit and let the man die earlier?
"Although there is no overcast mission to cross you, this one will lead you to the way to the land government," Fu Li put a piece of mysterious branch into the hands of the female ghost, "I wish you a peaceful life in the next life."
"I am powerless and hope to repay the Taoist Master in the next life." The female ghost solemnly vowed, "If it is not the Taoist Master, I have been taken away as a ghost, there is no chance of reincarnation."
"No need, but just do it." Fu Li shook his head. "I don't like keeping humans as pets."
The female ghost was surprised, seeing that the Taoist was not telling a joke, she bowed deeply at him, and then turned away with a confused branch.
An hour later, news of the death of the popular artist Lu Renjia spread across major entertainment media platforms. Later, the police informed the cause of his death. It was not suicide or homicide, but accidental death of an overdose of poison.
As soon as this cause of death emerged, there was an uproar across the country. What is even more shocking is that two days later, the police announced another incident. The death of a female college student six months ago was also related to Lu Renjia.
This girl is a fan of Lu Renjia. When Lu Renjia saw that the little girl was beautiful, she deliberately invited her out. Not only did the girl become infected with Poison 1, but she also wanted to misbehave. He originally meant that after the girl had been infected with the first poison, she was very happy with him. However, she did not expect that the girl was stubborn and fell downstairs when fighting with him.
After the little girl died, some people said that the little girl deserved it, and she even went to the hotel to open the room with the poisoned product.
Passionate abuse by passers-by, as well as tears of parents, made the little girl restless after her death, and finally turned into a grievance.
The only thing Fu Li did was hide her behind her enchantment when she avoided the overcast.
While working at night, listening to the girls at the front desk of the company talking about Lu Ren's family, Fu Li looked at the night outside the hotel and heard the familiar bells.
He stood at the gate and saw the gloom passing by the gate.
"It's you!" Even though this overcast man was wearing a black uniform, his head was still tied with a bun from many years ago, and it looked a little bit nonsense.
"For so many years, you monster is still alive?"
Fu Li's dark eyes stared at the Yincha: "Who are you?"
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