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Chapter 18 Chapter 18
Xuan Ji was dangled by the sunlight passing over the page: "You are"
He felt a little complicated. The Martial Emperor calmed down the chaos caused by his father and brother. Although he stopped killing by killing, he suppressed the flurry of demons with his own power, cut the demon king, erected boundary monuments, and set up Qingping Division, so that most people could fight Non-humans have a place to live since then.
In the story, the gods will only serve as a sacrifice, allowing the demons to eat.
The only demon that can suppress the group of demons is more vicious and terrifying than the group of demons.
From the perspective of contemporary people's values, Sheng Xiao is certainly not a man of high morals, but what he has done before his death has long gone beyond the category of moral evaluation.
If the Red Abyss forest should be gloomy, it is really Sheng Xiao
Xuan Ji started talking and didn't say any more, but his complicated mood had already leaked out of his head, which did not prevent Sheng Lingyuan from "hearing".
Sheng Lingyuan paused and said, "I can't remember."
Xuan Ji: "Can't even remember who I am? Then what do you remember?"
"Some small things that are very messy and scattered," Sheng Lingyuan said, "but sometimes when I see something, I can also think about the starting point. For example, when I see you, I think of Qingheiji."
Xuan Ji was trying to distinguish the nostalgia from it, when she heard Sheng Lingyuan's heartless slander again: "It's a bastard, but fortunately, Qingpingsi doesn't have so much waste."
After defamation, Sheng Lingyuan, who knew that he could not hide his thoughts, apologized politely: "It's rude."
Xuan Ji: ""
Is the answer okay?
The demon's "unremember" this time has no water, and Xuan Ji believes it, so he feels that he has suffered a loss-he was also stripped of his brain, his old man can't remember anything, his own pee and mud are all messed up. Be clear.
"What and mud?" Sheng Lingyuan rarely hesitated, "Well, the nobleman's fashion is really elegant and interesting."
Xuan Ji immediately emptied her mind and decided to concentrate on being a good vase with a wide chest muscle and no brain groove.
The plane landed in the dull confrontation between them.
The subject of the survey, Ji Qingchen, the last sacrifice mustache, usually addresses the provincial capital of an inland province, and "just happens" to the same hometown as the boy parasitized by the mirror flower, water, moon and butterfly.
This person's apparent occupation is a not-so-popular internet celebrity, and his true identity is a liar.
"Director Xiao sent the information," Ping Qianru said, holding the laptop. "Ji Qingchen, born locally, graduated from high school, was expelled from school for fighting, and went to the MLM organization to work for a while, just to the middle level. The organization was reported and banned. After the matter, he worked odd jobs in the folklore shop. Maybe it was inspired there. He later became addicted to'metaphysics'. Selling folk prescriptions, fortune-telling and doing everything, accumulated a lot of trickery Experience. In the past two years, the Internet has developed, and he has started to shoot curious videos."
Xuan Ji nodded, hearing it clearly, she couldn’t be the wind in her ears—because every time Ping Qianru said a word, the one in his sword would follow along and learn exactly the same. Recite the whole paragraph again at triple speed from beginning to end, and you can get it to the Foreign Languages Institute as a diligent model.
It can be said that Xuan Ji listened to important things three times.
Neither of them dared to think wildly. They could avoid even normal thinking. They had nothing to do with their minds. So one of them practiced Mandarin seriously, the other was obsessed with work, and concentrated on memorizing investigation target materials.
"Also, Director Xiao said that when we came this time, few colleagues from the local alien control bureau could cooperate, so the General Administration contacted the local public security agency for us, and only said to investigate ‘drug fraud’.”
Xuan Ji opened her mouth and asked, "Why?"
Ping Qianru glanced at him strangely, suspecting that the leader hadn't thought of it: "Did you forget? The local colleagues have all been in contact with the infected child, and they are all isolated now."
"All right," Xuan Ji said, "Did Old Xiao say anything?"
"Oh, he also said,'If you can't find anything from this season's early morning, you wash my neck and wait.'"
Sheng Lingyuan read the words eloquently: "If you can't find anything from this season's early morning, you wash my neck and wait."
Xuan Ji: ""
Xuan Ji couldn't take it anymore, so she said to Sheng Lingyuan in her heart: "Can we two be a little more normal? Or try to meet frankly? I think, life is alive, everything can be said to people, right?"
When his voice declined, Sheng Lingyuan heard an uncontrollable sentence from the little demon's heart: "That's it."
So the demon also smiled and verbally replied: "Yes, you are right."
Even with the "fart" that I thought in my heart, they packed up and went back.
The brief communication and negotiation broke down, and the two had no choice but to unload their brains, compared to being mentally retarded.
"The last time I went to the Red Abyss Grand Canyon with him, they were all the people he temporarily saved. There were other anchors and people who came to join in the fun. They were transferred to the Public Security Bureau of Red Abyss and they were questioned carefully. I don’t have a close relationship with Mustache." Ping Qianru continued, "There are also those who follow him on the Internet. I probably checked them. Although they are all eloquent, they seem to be quite rich. I don’t think they are very similar. It’s a childcare."
Xuan Ji answered casually: "I know, those are not childcares in the first place."
Ping Qianru and Sheng Lingyuan spoke at the same time——
"why?"
"Why see?"
Xuan Ji was taken aback by their question.
Sheng Lingyuan didn't understand the meaning of "childcare", and was not interested in who these people were. It was Xuan Ji who had just said a judgment sentence that attracted his attention, but he didn't think of anything when he spoke.
"Isn't it easy?" Luo Cuicui might think that she was not doing well on the plane, and was busy showing her face in front of the leaders. He hurriedly came up and said, "Like them, the real nursery doesn't often go online. The people at "are amazing, and you can find out if you leave a trace, then there will be no acting."
Xuan Ji absently replied, "Yes."
Sheng Lingyuan also discovered that Xuan Ji's casual judgment was like intuition or inherent cognition. From his own experience, he can blurt it out without thinking about the cause and effect.
So Sheng Lingyuan didn't "hear".
This shows that they can only hear each other's superficial conscious activities, that is, what they are thinking clearly in their minds, subconsciously, and quickly judge the underlying logic based on intuition, this kind of mental activity that they are not paying attention or noticing, is "Listen" invisible.
After thinking about this, the two reacted fairly in unison, and they immediately adjusted their mindsets and resorted to the same trick—to put it simply, "think Dafa for the best in everything."
This is not difficult. When people encounter unbearable pressure, most people will use this trick. Temporarily put aside their rationality, don't think about all the negative things, and rely on the tone of the heart to survive the difficulties. It is an expedient measure.
So Xuan Ji immediately heard Sheng Lingyuan's thoughts: "This little demon's human relationship is quite cultivated."
Sheng Lingyuan also heard Xuan Ji think: "Hey, people don't even care about the backlash of the gloomy sacrificial essays. He must be a principled person with a bottom line. What can be bad?"
Sheng Lingyuan: "Over reputation."
Xuan Ji: "Where is it."
In this way, the two of them finally found a temporary way to get along, broke the weird brain emptying mode, and quickly established the plastic friendship that each other touted, and finally they could get things done.
"I'll tell you the routines of these swindlers," Old Luo spit out. "First of all, you have to pick the kind of people who have money and leisure, who are crazy about thinking, and a little superstitious."
"Where is the boy who was infected by Jinghua Shui Yuedie?" Xuan Ji asked, "I remember he had a fuck with him?"
"Yes, my parents are divorced. His mother didn't formally work, she was a housewife, so besides playing mahjong, she stared at him all the time." Ping Qianru lowered his head and flipped through the information. "But that kid's dad has a business. For those with money, a large amount of support is given to them every month. It can also be said that there is no shortage of money for leisure."
"Wait for the victim. After the victim's background investigation is clear, the first step is to let the childcare go to'set off', first prepare a bunch of'how many people in your family, who are you, what's the matter recently'? Rhetoric"
Ping Qianru asked hesitantly: "But this is a bit old-fashioned, isn't it? The liars in TV dramas all act like this, who is still fooled?"
"Isn’t there a second step? The second step is to'play the gods and play the ghosts'-if you don’t believe me, you suspect that I was investigating the things in your family. Okay, then I will count the future things for you. Generally this kind of thing, count. What comes out is "You have a little bit of fortune this month" or "You have to pay attention these days, there is a kid who stumbles on you."
Anything that comes with a little extra money, when financial management expires, or parents give some pocket money, can all be interpreted as the so-called "partial wealth." Those who are targeted by scammers are rich people, and it is a high probability event that there will be extra income every month.
When it comes to the end of the year, at the end of the quarter or the end of the semester, I say "I’m going to stumble." This is a time when people at work or school are busy. It is inevitable to make a little mess during the busy period. ", of course, it can also be interpreted as "the little devil's trip."
If the scammer is really unlucky and the victim has neither extra money nor minor troubles, then it is easy to find someone to throw five yuan at his door, or instruct a few hooligans to tie him a tire or something, you can also say " The prophecy was fulfilled.
Old Luo said: "At this point, people who originally believed a little can believe it seven to eight."
Ping Qianru asked eagerly: "Then how can the victim be convinced?"
Lao Luo Shen babblingly raised a finger at her and shook it: "No money."
"No money?"
"Yes, no money, as long as you are free, everything you say is reasonable. The third step is to say to the victim,'You will have a bloody disaster at some time. I am too shallow to save you.' Don't say it too clearly. , Have to be vague, such as'you know who you have offended' and so on, and then run away before the victim comes to the door for the second time. If you don't charge a penny, and you run away, the victim will think about it more The more you are afraid, once people are afraid, they will be irrational. The more you think about it, the more you believe."
Sheng Lingyuan praised: "Although you Qingping, most of the people in the game are not strong enough, but they also have the wisdom of the market-but since the childcare ran away, how can the suffering master ask someone for help?"
"No, all scammers have sites, and everyone on the same site knows each other. Everyone wants to be here for a long time. Generally, no one does this kind of stubborn thing. By the way, there must be insiders among the local scammers." Xuan Ji After a pause, he followed these words and flattered, "It makes sense, senior, thanks for your advice."
Sheng Lingyuan: "Unintentional, no need."
Xuan Ji thought with surprise: "It's actually quite humble."
Sheng Lingyuan: "This little demon is not difficult to get along with."
After thinking about everything for the better, was able to talk, the sky was clear and the clouds were white, and even the smog was not blocked.
"Fat girl," Xuan Ji said, "you fabricate your identity and leave a message under the video of that moustache. What are the symptoms of the victim who was fooled before?"
"Oh, they said to themselves, it's like hysteria, it's like an evil, nonsense, madness, they know it in their hearts, but they seem to be "upper body" and can't control the body, so they can only occasionally get tired of the ghost of the upper body. , I have the opportunity to send a little help message to the family, but except for the last boy, the help message is written in ordinary text."
Sheng Lingyuan thought for a moment: "This doesn't seem to be a ghost mirror."
Xuan Ji: "Huh?"
"You call it'Mirror Flower and Water Moon', don't you mean to say "fake the real"? What do you call it crazy?" Sheng Lingyuan said, "The mirror flower water moon butterfly will imitate the host when it falls on the human body. Whatever the host thinks, the butterfly makes the body do what , So at the beginning, you didn’t feel anything. After a few days, the host will find that his body will act autonomously. At first, it will be some small movements, step by step. At this time, the butterfly has completely controlled you and infected with the mirror flower water moon butterfly. People can only die silently, no one will know."
But this is the symptom of the infected boy.
Although the Alien Control Bureau also records the symptoms of the butterfly host, there is no such detailed version.
Xuan Ji said sincerely: "It would be nice to have you come here early."
As a result, a "heavy money for help post" silently hung under the video that Ji Qingchen would never update again. network
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