Time went back to half an hour ago...... "Master Fang, my faucet is a little unclosed, can you help me take a look?" ”

Yan Fang was carrying a tool kit, and as soon as he walked out of a household, he met an aunt carrying a vegetable basket in the corridor.

He smiled and said, "No problem, I'll go over after lunch......"

The aunt thanked her repeatedly, took out two red tomatoes from the vegetable basket and stuffed them to Yan Fang.

"Master Fang, go back and make a tomato egg soup, it's delicious and refreshing."

"I'm so embarrassed......"

"It should be, it should be, it's always bothering you, and I can't care about it."

Yan Fang took the tomatoes and said goodbye to his aunt with a smile.

As soon as he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared...... He goes by the pseudonym Fang Shan and has been in the community for almost half a year, carrying a kit on his back to help residents fix minor problems such as untightened faucets. The uncles and aunts in the Mochou Lake community, including those housewives, did not know him.

He is the most inconspicuous person in this community, but he is also the most indispensable person. When he went downstairs, he took out a pack of cigarettes of three yuan and five, lit one, and then walked slowly with his waist bent.

Walking near the flower bed, he suddenly stopped his body suddenly, and there was a look of horror on his face!

At this moment, an inexplicable despair flooded from the bottom of my heart, and my heart seemed to be clenched by a hand!

This inexplicable despair and panic took over all his thoughts, forcing him to almost breathless...... Fortunately, this feeling comes and goes quickly, like a glimpse of the sky, which only makes people think that this is just an illusion.

However, Yan Fang knew in his heart that this was by no means an illusion!

Have you met a fellow believer?

He looked up sharply, his surroundings were still the same, and the closest person to him was more than ten meters away...... Seeing that there was no one within a radius of more than ten meters around him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is no one around, it shouldn't be a fellow believer, it is impossible for someone to hallucinate and attack me from ten meters away!"

He pondered for a moment, his eyebrows raised, as if remembering something. Then he reached into his arms, took off a dark wooden card he was wearing, and said secretly: "Could it be that there is something wrong with this thing?" No, this talisman has been with me for decades, and nothing abnormal has happened......"

He frowned deeply, and a wave of worry could not help but welling up in his heart.

This dark talisman was handed down by his master, and it was at least a thousand years old, and it was one of the few ancient talismans he knew of that still had magical effects.

"Every three hundred and sixty-nine, I will use my essence blood to refine this talisman, although I can't do it like an arm, but it can be regarded as a heart-to-heart connection, if something is abnormal in it, I should be aware of it......"

"If it wasn't for the rune, what would it be? Don't...... Is it the backlash that Master once said? ”

He vaguely remembered that when Master was alive, he had said that there were no real monks in this world for a long time, and if an ordinary person like himself wanted to drive this ancient talisman, he must first sacrifice it with essence blood from time to time, and he had to consume a lot of mind to trigger its effect. If the control is not good, the mind is excessively consumed, and there is no timely cultivation and replenishment, it is very easy to cause backlash.

Yan Fang subconsciously lit another cigarette, and slowly walked towards the tool room with his waist bent...... In the past six months, he has used this talisman to create panic in the Mochou Lake community, but every time he has spare energy, and it is carried out on a small scale. In this way, it is not only secretive, but also can control the consumption of the mind to the greatest extent.

Backlash? It shouldn't be, but if it's not for this reason, what would it be...... Yan Fang was puzzled, and his heart was faintly panicked, always feeling that something was going to happen.

Back in the tool room, he didn't wash rice and cook rice as usual, but sat in a daze for about half an hour...... After a long silence, he took out an old mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Senior brother, let me tell you something...... I don't know why, my heart suddenly panicked, and I always felt that something was going to happen. Say hello to you first, if I don't call you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, it means that something happened to me here. ”

"Leave? There's no need, brother...... It's a sudden whim, you don't have to worry too much, say hello to you, and be prepared. ”

"Not really, brother. Like you said, we're all old. As soon as this man is old, he is prone to suspicion...... Hehe, that's it, I hung up. ”

Hanging up the phone, Yan Fang felt a lot more comfortable in his heart, took a sip of herbal tea, took out the mobile phone card and broke it, and threw it into the trash.

……………………………… About 150 meters away from the Mochou Lake community, there is a Hunan restaurant.

Mo Yan sat on the window seat of this Hunan restaurant, looking at the menu very seriously...... The history of Hunan cuisine can be described as long, and Xiangxi cuisine is good at fragrant and spicy, with a strong mountain village flavor. Xiangxi is mountainous, rich in bamboo shoots, mushrooms and mountain delicacies. The southeast of Hunan is hilly and basin, and domestic husbandry and sideline fisheries are developed. Xiangbei is the famous Dongting Lake Plain, known as the land of fish and rice.

Mo Yan ordered a few signature dishes and asked, "Is there a stewed pig's feet with spring bamboo shoots?" ”

The waiter smiled: "Of course, this dish is available in almost every restaurant, and now is the time to eat bamboo shoots." ”

Mo Yan said: "Then come one, the pig's feet must be stewed." ”

After ordering, he took out his cigarette, and before he lit it, Du Xiaoyin walked into the restaurant.

"Done so quickly?" He asked with a smile as he got up and pulled the chair across from him.

"Quite a gentleman...... Du Xiaoyin sat down with a smile and said: "It's just a matter of a few words, the matter of convening the residents will be done by the people of the management office, drawings or something, I have already called and asked the people of Jintian Real Estate to send them." ”

Mo Yan said: "I knew that you came so quickly, I wouldn't order food, and I don't know if you like to eat......

Du Xiaoyin smiled: "I'm not very particular about eating, as long as I can eat enough." ”

Taking advantage of the fact that the food was not delivered, Du Xiaoyin asked Mo Yan what his plan was, why did he gather all the residents who had been trapped by nightmares together?

Mo Yan smiled but did not speak, refusing to give an answer.

Du Xiaoyin glanced at him, so he had to drink tea, chatting with or without a match.

The reason why Mo Yan refused to give the answer was not because he was deliberately selling off, but because even he was not sure whether his plan would succeed.

Because, in the final analysis, his plan is based on the four words 'human factor', if the nightmare incident in the Mochou Lake community is not man-made, no matter how meticulous his plan is, it is just a castle in the air.

Of course, if the whole incident is indeed man-made, then he is 100% sure that he will find out the black hand hidden behind the scenes!

All in all, the success rate of this plan is only half at best, so there's no need to say it now.

Neither of them is particularly talkative, chatting idly, looking at the sunshine outside the window, drinking tea shallowly, occasionally staggering their eyes, there is a slight smile in their eyes...... "That wooden pavilion was built by yourself?" ”

Du Xiaoyin thought of the wooden pavilion by the pond, and felt a little envious in his heart, this guy really knows how to enjoy it.

Mo Yan smiled: "I was bored, so I tried it myself." Well, my hands are quite clever, right? ”

Du Xiaoyin didn't want this guy to be too proud, and said with a smile: "It's okay...... In fact, you should ask Da Li for help, his carpentry work is famous in the provincial department. ”

Mo Yan was surprised: "He still has this skill?" ”

Du Xiaoyin said: "In our line of work, the psychological pressure is relatively high, and almost everyone in the seven departments will find something to share this pressure." Da Li likes carpentry, Lin Xiu likes to play bridge, Yue Yue likes to eat, whether he is angry or happy, he will always hold a bag of snacks. ”

Mo Yan smiled and asked, "What about you?" ”

"Me?" Du Xiaoyin blinked and said mischievously: "I won't tell you." ”

Mo Yan smiled: "It's better to ...... Let me guess? ”

Du Xiaoyin smiled: "Okay, as long as you can guess, I will definitely not admit it." ”

This is a small game to kill time between friends, Mo Yan naturally will not use any ability, raised his eyebrows slightly, and began to guess honestly.

He named more than a dozen of the most common hobbies of girls, such as shopping, shopping, and listening to music, but none of them were right.

Finally, he spread his hands and said, "Okay, I guess wrong." But to be honest, if you don't like those hobbies just now, I suggest you see a psychiatrist. ”

Du Xiaoyin glanced at him, but he couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Why?" ”

Mo Yan pretended to be serious and said: "From a psychological point of view, you don't like what a normal girl likes to do, which can only mean that there is something wrong with your psychology." ”

Du Xiaoyin himself is a doctor of psychology, so he naturally knew that this was Mo Yan joking with himself, and said with a smile: "Listening to you, a half-person talking to me about psychology here, it really has a ridiculous feeling...... Actually, I don't dislike the likes of those girls you mentioned, it's just not that strong. For example, shopping, gym, dancing, etc., I actually like them all. But when the psychological pressure is too high, they are not my first choice to relieve stress......"

After a slight pause, it seemed that he couldn't match Mo Yan's searching gaze, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you...... My first choice is to go to the shooting range. ”

Mo Yan listened, slapped his head, and suddenly said: "I'm just a fool, I actually forgot that you are a policeman...... Go to the shooting range to shoot, this should be the best way for the police to relieve the pressure! ”

Du Xiaoyin said: "That's right, whether it's pressure or something unhappy, as the bullets are shot out one by one, my heart is much calmer." How about it, are you interested in trying this activity to relieve psychological stress? ”

Mo Yan smiled: "First of all, I have no heart and lungs, and I never know what psychological pressure is. Secondly, if I go to your dedicated shooting range, will I be charged for the bullets? ”

Du Xiaoyin was about to ridicule Mo Yan for being a miser, but suddenly saw an acquaintance.

She stood up and said with a smile: "Team Zhang, are you also here for dinner?" ”

Mo Yan looked back, but saw two men sitting down at a nearby table, one of whom was Zhang Xielin who was investigating him at the beginning.

Zhang Xielin obviously didn't expect to meet Du Xiaoyin here, so he was a little surprised, and when he saw Mo Yan, there was a little more strangeness in the surprise.

(To be continued)