Fortunately, Yingchun's sister-in-law was not seriously injured and woke up soon after.
After Zhao Youliang took her home, he lay in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep.
So much has happened in a short period of time that Zhao Youliang is at a loss and feels helpless.
Out of sheer boredom, Zhao Youliang picked up the book "I Miss You" and flipped through it casually. Surprisingly, he actually "understood" a lot of the contents.
It wasn't that I recognized the characters above, but rather that I had a mysterious and enigmatic feeling about them.
"How could this happen!"
Although Zhao Youliang was puzzled, he didn't think about it too much. In any case, too many strange things had happened to him in just over ten days, so one more wouldn't make a difference.
After flipping through the ancient book in his hand for a while, Zhao Youliang began to feel drowsy.
That's just like us when we were studying.
As expected, in his dream, someone was still telling Zhao Youliang about the contents of an ancient book.
However, the guide this time was different; it was no longer the old man in Taoist robes, but a mysterious gentleman.
The man hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Youliang, are you familiar with the three ultimate sword techniques spoken of by cultivators?"
"It is fate that we met. I ask Wuxin to pass on the 'selflessness' within you, hoping that this sword will protect you and help you get through the tribulations ahead."
"As for the other 'gentlemen' and 'emperors,' that depends on your own destiny."
After the man finished speaking, he disappeared, and in his place was an incredibly cute little monk beside him.
The young monk gave Zhao Youliang a shy smile, then slammed the mask hanging on his chest onto his face with a soft "plop".
And then... and then this cute little monk actually transformed into a demon king.
A blood moon hung high in the sky, and a chilling wind howled.
There was also a huge Buddha statue, dripping with blood and tears, floating behind the Demon King.
Thus began Zhao Youliang's hellish training...
Perhaps he had practiced swordsmanship too hard in his dream last night, because in any case, even the alarm clock couldn't wake Zhao Youliang up this morning.
It was the big yellow dog with the "steel helmet" on its head that personally took action and dragged the guy off the bed.
"Ouch, ma'am, slow down, it hurts!"
"I'll get up right now, I'll get up and get to work, okay?!"
......
After completing everything according to the rules, Zhao Youliang began to examine the "helmet" on the big yellow dog's head.
Wearing this thing makes the already ugly, sleazy dog look even more grotesque.
"Sir, where did that 'shit pot' on your head come from?"
"Did you find it in a garbage dump or steal it from someone's house?"
As Zhao Youliang spoke, he flicked the "helmet" and was surprised to find that it was not made of iron, but rather resembled a soft stone.
Actually, it was originally a rare stone, the inkstone that the head of the Chang family gave to the big yellow dog.
The treasure was at the dog's mercy; in the big yellow dog's hands, it turned into a steel helmet, which the dog then pinned to its head.
Seeing that Zhao Youliang dared to flick his head, the big yellow dog was furious and bared its teeth at Zhao Youliang.
Zhao Youliang instinctively wanted to back down, but then he suddenly remembered the sword technique he had practiced in his dream last night.
Driven by curiosity, he quickly picked up a twig from the ground and barked at the big yellow dog.
"Sir, you've gone too far! I'll fight you to the death today!"
How could the big yellow dog tolerate Zhao Youliang? After a brief moment of stunned silence, it let out a howl and pounced on him.
And so... and so Zhao Youliang met his tragic end.
"Damn, what kind of lousy swordsmanship is this? It can't even beat a dog!"
"Brother Dog, Brother Dog, spare me! I surrender! I'll never do it again!"
"Hey, Dog Bro, don't scratch my face, my injury from last time hasn't fully healed yet..."
After a long while, the big yellow dog, exhausted from beating itself, finally let Zhao Youliang go and waddled off into the street, panting heavily.
Zhao Youliang groaned as she got up from the ground, her face full of grief and grievance, just like a young wife who had just been beaten up by her husband.
At this moment, he finally understood Chang Jie's feelings.
"Oh my god, how can a grown man like me lose to a dog? Where can I go to complain about this?!"
While feeling sorry for himself, Zhao Youliang brushed the dust off his clothes and walked toward the breakfast shop.
I had just sat down and hadn't even asked for anything to eat when I heard whispers from the next table.
"Sigh, the whole Qi family died violently last night, and they were only discovered this morning."
"The whole family is dead, and there's no one left to handle their funeral arrangements!"
After the man finished speaking, his tablemate sighed, "That's right, they say it's caused by something evil!"
"Things had just calmed down for a few days, and now this is happening again!"
"How are we going to live from now on...?"
Upon hearing their conversation, Zhao Youliang was immediately startled: Could it be that the strange corpse has reappeared?
No, I have to go check it out!
So Zhao Youliang didn't even eat breakfast and went straight to the Qi family, who were all dead.
However, before he could even get there, he was blocked by a group of police officers led by Officer Zhao.
Zhao Youliang was taken aback, then asked with a helpless expression.
"Brother Zhao, don't tell me that someone has died again, or that it's related to that photo of mine, or I'll be taken back for investigation again."
Not only was Zhao Youliang helpless, but the police officer Xiao Zhao, who knew he was wronged, felt the same way.
"Quantum, don't be angry."
"There's no other way; the necessary procedures still need to be followed."
"But this time we won't lock you up for a day and a night. You just need to accompany us to the crime scene."
Hearing that he wouldn't be locked up for a day and a night, Zhao Youliang's depressed mood finally improved a bit.
Last time, it was because I was imprisoned that Granny Died.
Zhao Youliang did not want the same tragedy to happen again.
After getting into the police car, because they were all acquaintances, the police didn't give Zhao Youliang a "bad look" and didn't even handcuff him.
"Quantum, you don't need to look so gloomy. We all know the murder has nothing to do with you."
"Do you remember that Taoist priest from last time? He was the one who asked us to take you there for a look."
"Isn't this a bit eerie? The dead bodies look like they've been bitten by wild animals. One of them even had his entire face eaten away. That's truly terrifying!"
Zhao Youliang naturally had a deep impression of that Taoist priest, firstly because the man had given him a secret manual, although it was a very unreliable one.
"I miss you"... Even if you're forging an ancient book, you don't have to be this unprofessional, do you? Nonsense!
Besides the secret manual, the old Taoist's Taoist name also left a deep impression on Zhao Youliang: Maotai...
Coupled with that unreliable manual, Zhao Youliang once suspected that this Taoist priest was just there to make a joke and deliberately tease him.
As he pondered this, a question suddenly arose in Zhao Youliang's mind.
"Brother Zhao, people keep dying one after another in our town and the surrounding area. Don't you find that strange?"
Why do you all seem so unsurprised?
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