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The weather in early spring in Jiangshi is always capricious.

The sudden snowfall, which was neither winter nor spring, continued for four days. It was big and small. In Hong Ming's words, it was like God eating a bad stomach. It would stop and never stop.

Just when everyone thought that they were going to rush to the snowstorm of the previous years, it suddenly stopped the car, and the sky that had been hazy for several days finally cleared up.

However, it is said that the coldest day is not the melting of snow. In the few days after the snow, the temperature in Jiang City plummeted several degrees. The little sign of warm spring that was so hard to see before was like a cat's tail. Take it back.

This kind of day is simply the most terrible for someone like Qichen who is heat and cold. From the dormitory to the office building is actually only about three minutes away, but he still meticulously wraps himself tightly and tightly.

But even so, every time he entered the office and took off the scarf, his ears, nose, and even the eye sockets would still be reddened by the sudden temperature difference, which was particularly conspicuous against his fair complexion. Such a reaction itself is actually nothing, but in this office, it is so bad——

Because every time Hong Ming sees him like this, he can't help but tease him with words.

Although Qi Chen was constantly brushing the bullet screen in his heart, his face was always indifferent, and he couldn't see too much emotional ups and downs. When he was most surprised, his eyes widened. So Hong Ming's favorite thing to do is to tease him to show other expressions. Once Qi Chen can't hold back, Hong Ming will always laugh with a sense of accomplishment.

And every time Uncle Long Yalong sees him like this, he always likes to find some bad things for him to do. It seems that when Qi Chen's heart is broken and there is nothing he can do, he will feel extra cool. don't know. What kind of mental illness is this from?

Even Shan Xiao, who had only been familiar with him for two days, was used to coming in to tease him a few times before walking to his desk with a hahaha.

This makes Qi Chen feel that he has suddenly become an office mascot.

At first, he really couldn't figure out why, until he went to the archive room in Block B one afternoon to get the materials, and saw the file names that were pinned down there.

Those file bags that look like file bags are affixed with labels, from "Dragon Tooth, Tiger Wings, Inu God, Hongming, Mandrill" in the first row to "Kowloon Cup, Siyang Fangzun" in the last row, etc... On the whole company The names of the employees he knew and did not know could basically match the names on this portfolio, either homophonic or abbreviated.

In short...no one is human!

It is not a legendary artifact or a murder weapon or a well-known national treasure-level antiquities, whichever is old enough to be his ancestor.

He suddenly understood the actions of the gangsters in the office... Anyone who is used to seeing a group of old and immortal monsters, suddenly a small one who is still alive and kicking, can't help but enjoy it for a walk.

Two days later, he saw the kind of seal he saw last time on the end page of a document. This time, he finally saw the words engraved on the seal - the Centralized Conservation and Supervision Center for Special Cultural Relics in the Three Realms.

This is probably the real name of Guanghe Company.

So, after Qi Chen's world view was distorted, shattered and reorganized, among a group of ancestors, the broken egg was settled.

The office environment of Guanghe Company has always been clean and comfortable, with good lighting and greenery.

The drinking water device in the tea room is specially made. There are three huge machines. Each outlet is marked with a number, which corresponds to various types of employees in the company, such as Hong Ming and Long Ya, who are always in love with their weapons. The thing that looks like water is connected to port 3 of the C machine... Of course, the ghost knows that it is not water, but what is it? Anyway, Qi Chen has not tried it, and he does not intend to try it.

He has been drinking water from the normal water dispenser next to him, and occasionally uses the coffee machine to make coffee.

There was even a refrigerator at the back of their office. That day, Qi Chen opened it and saw that it was stuffed with fruit, ice cream, and actually a dozen of Hong Ming's facial masks... There was a pile of milk Tetra Pak pillows in the refrigerator drawer. Stuff, bag by bag full. It wasn't until later when Hu Yi took a bag out of it to drink it that he knew that it was a bag of animal blood, used to wake up the knife...

Once accepted, life and work seem less unusual.

Qi Chen's work is still so idle that he is embarrassed himself. From time to time, he helps Hong Ming get a document and a form, and occasionally helps to go to the cultural administration department to do some registration. For the rest of the time, he almost helped Long Ya search for the person named Chen Xiu.

It's a pity that, as Longya said, you can get a name by swinging a stick around the street. Even if the time period between 400 and 500 years ago is delineated, it is really hard to find. Because the biggest pitfall is that the region cannot be determined.

If it's just within the boundaries of Baihe Village, it doesn't take a few days. Qi Chen will be able to come up with a possible list in a few minutes, and then contact him to rule out the exclusion, and he will be able to help Longya target in minutes. But unfortunately, the old lady's son didn't stay in Baihe Village all day.

"Who is the leather figurine master?" Qi Chen, who was so confused when he was looking for someone, finally couldn't help but turn his head and asked Longya who was behind him, clinging to the desk.

Uncle Long, with his legs crossed, explained patiently: "The leather figurines are a type of witchcraft in the southwest, and the leather figurines are those who love to make figurines. , I happened to meet the leather figurine master, and I felt very compatible, and I had to rush people to be apprentices to learn this crooked way, I guess the old lady's son is one of them."

Qi Chen said: "So the leather figurine master is not a righteous person?"

Long Ya snorted: "What is the right way and the wrong way, it can't be divided like this. The crooked way I'm talking about is not the kind that you understand that the law of heaven is not allowed! It can only be said that the way and way of walking is a bit twisted, it is not orthodox, it is easy to go wrong, I I'm not used to it, but it doesn't mean that people's original intentions are evil. Just like this skin figurine maker, do you know where the skins they use are peeled off?"

Qi Chen shook his head.

Longya continued: "Those skins themselves are peeled off from the corpse of the evil ghost. A certain branch in the southwest believes that the skin of the corpse of the evil ghost is peeled off, and the remaining flesh and bones are used to refine the corpse oil. Soaked black sand is poured into the devil's skin, inflated and then sealed. This is equivalent to reorganizing the devil from the beginning to the end, and it means changing the mind. They think that this can quell the devil. So people's starting point is also It's not bad, it's just that the method used is really disgusting!"

"After all this tossing, if the evil ghost hadn't been suppressed, wouldn't the sky be turned upside down?" Qi Chen thought about it and hesitated.

"Ruzi can be taught." Uncle Long patted Qi Chen's head in approval, "Actually, as far as I have heard of leather figurines, none of them died tragically. The less is the reason for the final disappearance. I want to know that the evil ghosts cannot be completely suppressed by their methods. That kind of panic approach will only make the evil ghost's resentment intensify, and it will be suppressed by the leather sculptor. It's good at the time. Once the skin figurine master is injured and his strength is weak, the evil spirits hidden in the skin figurines will turn the sky when they take the chance. Like the old lady's son, an ordinary person rolls up the hill like a dirt bag. After coming down, the bones will not necessarily be broken into that bad state, let alone someone who can do magic?"

Qi Chen blinked and guessed according to Long Ya's words: "So you mean that his bones were not broken so much that he didn't fall, but accidentally strayed into the circled place and was crushed inside. When he couldn't turn over and was injured, his skin figurines took the opportunity to fight back, which made him end up like that?"

Long Ya made an "um" and rubbed his chin: "I'm more curious about what happened to the circled place than how he was buried... Ai ai - why are you in a daze! Saying Looking for someone to find someone, it's been almost a week, where is the person?! Where's the list?! You haven't seen a single hair here, you're thinking about this?"

Team Leader Long, who blew up again in less than five minutes, knocked on the table with a "bang" sound. Qi Chen gave him a silent glance, then slowly turned his head and flipped through the hundreds of pages of lists in the system, muttering: "I Isn't this trying to narrow down the area based on the nature of the leather figurine maker to see which areas the old lady and her son may have been to..."

Of course, although Team Leader Long has a trace of Zhou's characteristics, he is not without conscience at all. While asking Qi Chen to investigate, he is also searching for it himself. Even Hong Ming, Shan Xiao, and Hu Yi are all helping looking for.

It's just that none of these ancestors are patient. Even the laughing Shan Xiao and the taciturn Hu Yi can't do such a tedious and boring job, not to mention the flamboyant Hong Ming and the 10,000-sounding earth. The red-like Uncle Long has become a master who can't sit still.

In the end, it was Qi Chen who found some traces.

He checked and checked again and again, all kinds of research evidence, and finally made a list, narrowing the range of possible people to less than ten, so it was much easier to find.

However, when they were just starting to look up, Director Dong lost a jobLing City, the provincial capital next door, planned to hold a folk treasure appraisal conference on the weekend, inviting people from Guanghe to join the specially invited experts on the scene for a period of time. two days.