On the fourth floor, the criminal policeman, could it be that this yin and yang weird old monster knows the whereabouts of Li Yubo's soul Thinking of this, I hurriedly calmed down, ignoring the goosebumps that were still on my face, and asked him: "Old demon, do you know where Li Yubo is" "Hmph."
He snorted softly, looking away, "Yes, but I don't want to talk about it now." ” "You" I was in a hurry, and I wanted to get up and ask over, but Luo Ze next to me pushed me back on the stool, shook his head slightly, and whispered to me: "Don't pay attention to him, this old demon has a very strange temper, wait until he is angry and ask again, now if you ask two more words, he may directly go crazy." ” "Oh, good."
I was still very anxious, but this impatience didn't help me, but it might make a mistake, so I had to take a deep breath and suppress it hard.
According to Luo Ze's prompt, I forced myself to be silent for a while, listening to the conversation between them, the discussion of the three people returned to the stupid "Uncle Long" in the middle, Lin Jinlong, it is indeed not easy to come up with a way that will not let him die immediately after being tossed by us, but also let them vent their anger.
What's more, it is not the body that is in front of us, but the soul.
Qingyou, who was gradually getting excited, was discussing with them, and he didn't know what he said, but he suddenly turned his head to me, "Either so, Su Ran, will you have the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Separation Technique?"
"What's that" is a somewhat unfamiliar term, so I didn't react much for a while.
"A kind of Dao technique, the three souls and seven spirits that can make people stick together are temporarily separated, no, they are permanently separated."
Qingyou explained.
The information left by the old man to me does have this Dao technique, but I haven't learned it yet, and I looked at Luo Ze with some humility, but I still chose to shake my head honestly, "I've heard of this Dao technique, but I won't." ” Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, Luo Ze showed a look of "I know" and sighed heavily.
When the soul was separated, my heart moved, and I hurriedly asked them: "That Dao technique really won't work, but other methods, the same effect will not work?"
"Row" Qingyou's frowning brows finally let go completely, his eyes narrowed slightly at Lin Jinlong, and pulled the corners of his mouth, his appearance instantly reminded me of the man and woman in 608, it seems that this Lin Jinlong is better than dead.
"Then it's decided, when the trial is over tomorrow, I'll bring his soul over, as for a while, don't be too heavy, if you are stupid, you will admit that you are not guilty, and it will be troublesome."
Luo Ze also narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth slanted upward, but the words he said formed a strong contrast with his expression.
Having said that, at this moment, Luo Ze and Qingyou have the same expression, as well as the same angle of the chin slightly raised, but let me see many similarities in appearance, it seems that when I came back, I was really right, these two people are designated as brothers.
In the following time, I relayed Lu Feng's words to Luo Ze, and he just frowned and said nothing, and after a long time, he sighed and walked towards Lin Jinlong in the middle.
And then it was basically the time for everyone to vent their anger, because after Luo Ze ended his silence, he told Qingyou and the old demon in detail the information he heard from Qin Liangjun word for word, during which I also gritted my teeth and added a few words.
This kind of thing of human and divine anger naturally ignited the monstrous anger of this person and a demon, and without harming its roots, the three of us and one demon almost clenched their fists and greeted Lin Jinlong's soul "Hello, Joy, Joy, Joy" The familiar alarm rang on the bedside table, and before I could open my eyes, Hadron had already turned it off, and a bone got up and began the routine morning bed exercise.
It's just that no matter how good the bed in the hospital is, it's not much better, so much so that for ten minutes when I squint and sleep again, there is a "creaking" sound in my ears.
"Don't sleep, today's sports meeting, didn't Wang Zhiyang specially explain it the day before yesterday, gather at the sports field at eight fifty, and Lao Fan will come."
As he spoke, he lifted the quilt from me and threw the clothes and pants on the side of the bed.
"Lao Fan" I opened my eyes in a daze, but after repeating it, I found that there was something wrong with these two words, "Lao Fan" "Hmm" Qiangzi nodded heavily, sighed, squeezed Dabao in his hand, rubbed it a few times and was ready to wipe it on his head, "Isn't it Lao Fan?"
"Hey, that's a face-wiping."
Hurriedly reminded him, and I also got up from the bed and hurriedly put on my clothes and pants.
Lao Fan, Fan Wenhua, male, 50 years old, the head of our department is also, nicknamed Lao Fan, Fan Wusheng, Hei Wuper, Lao Hei, Chang Erye, etc., Doctor of Computer Science, can be regarded as one of the top professors in our school, and Zheng Xueliang and Lao Zheng Tou are known as the two masters of the Department of Computer Science.
As for the reason why we are so excited, in the words of the seniors, since last semester, everyone in our department has been at odds with him, and every time no matter who meets him, there will always be something "bad" happening.
He is a well-known "iron-faced and selfless", and when he sees everyone, he has an indifferent face, as if he owes him 800 yuan and has not repaid it, finding fault everywhere.
The most painful thing for us is that his memory is very good, who has something wrong with him after he picked it out, after two months, he can still remember it quickly, and he doesn't forget to have a cold face, and then ask others if they have improved.
With such a character, there are not many people in our department who hate him, and the reason is very simple.
No matter who we are in the department, even if it is a foreign major, as long as we ask him about the type of problem in the computer major, he will think about it with an indifferent expression, and then tell that person all the solutions he knows, the ideas for solving the problems, without reservation, and when he encounters the kind of student whose head does not turn too fast, he will write down the solution with his own hands and talk about it over and over again until the person asking the question fully understands.
But we're only freshmen, and he doesn't have a lot of classes, so even if we get picked on every time we see him, we will do our best to perform at our best.
But let me show my best state, the possibility is very small, because last night with Qingyou, Luo Ze and the old demon tossed until more than three o'clock, and then planned a February fifteenth, how do we solve the maze of ghosts in our school.
As for Li Yubo's matter, I didn't ask carefully until the old demon left, but the answer I got was still that he would be fine, and he would be sent back in a few days.
At this moment, Qingyou standing at the door of 608 seems to be a little earlier than us, I came out of 612 with Qiangzi, and was about to go next door to call Chu Yuetong, but I happened to meet him coming out of 608, his radiant appearance made me very suspicious, the Qingyou who was with us before two to four o'clock in the morning was just a stand-in for him to make out of what Taoism.
The door of the ward behind him was still open, and the man and woman inside were sleeping with pale faces, even now, the two of them were still frowning, and sighed silently in my heart, I still looked away a little unbearably, God knows how many times these two people had touched and been touched in their dreams last night.
Noticing the direction of my eyes, Qingyou smiled faintly: "Don't worry, they're fine, but you, you still have to be careful today." ” "Hmm."
I answered, turned my head to look at the strong son who was sticking to Chu Yuetong's side again, sighed helplessly again, and walked to the elevator with the backpack on his back, the two of them really developed too fast.
With my footsteps, Chu Yuetong's sweet voice also sounded in the empty corridor.
"Dean, let's go back to school first, and then come back in the evening."
"Well, go ahead, don't come back too late."
Listening to this tone, Qingyou's mood is really good.
On the way, the two of them showed affection again, and I was alone in a daze, but I didn't have any complaints, because I called An Xin again before going out, she happened to have no classes today, and she could come to our school to accompany me.
At the same time, there is also good news, after yesterday's love show between Qiangzi and Chu Yuetong, the three girls in their dormitory have decided to give up the grass of Qiangzi and are ready to spend their energy on dealing with the school grass of N University that has returned to singleness.
Maybe because of the Spring Games, there are more people at the gate of H University today, and it is already 8:40 at this time, and there are less than ten minutes left before the meeting time Wang Zhiyang said.
At this moment, the people walking on the road are basically in the direction of the new sports field, and I and Qiangzi are running wildly all the way, which naturally attracts a lot of people, and it is very unfortunate that among these people who pay attention to us, there is just that old fan who has a hair-combed hair and a cold face.
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I didn't care so much, and Qiangzi and I just glanced at him in a hurry, and then sped up and ran to the meeting place of the first class of the first year of the computer department.
At 8:49 Beijing time, Qiangzi and I stood in the team of the class with Wang Zhiyang's smile, and after a brief glance, the two of us could basically be sure that after the two of us joined the team, everyone in the class was all there.
"Huh, Su Ran, did you say that Lao Fan could see our faces clearly" Qiangzi lowered his head and gasped twice, and asked me in a low voice.
"I don't know, but I definitely saw the back of my head."
I shook my head and stretched my neck to look at the entrance of the new sports field, and coincidentally, this glance happened to look at the poker face of Lao Fan in the crowd, as if he was still looking at me from a distance of dozens of meters, so frightened that I quickly retracted my head again.
Just then, a girl next to me who didn't know me very well touched my arm.
"Hey, Su Ran, I heard that you and Li Wenqiang reported three thousand and five thousand."
"Hmm."
Answering casually, I looked at Wang Zhiyang, who was standing at the front of the team, he would smile like a flower, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was wrong, and there seemed to be one more on his right face, Hu Nanzhen's demon state, the same red mole. i0 t1706231537: