It was Friday soon. After school in the afternoon, I didn’t stay at school much. Instead, I obediently rushed home with my schoolbag on my back.

My afternoon school dismissal time was earlier than that of Lingdang School, so after I put my schoolbag home, I went to the ordinary elementary school to pick up Lingdang.

Halfway through, Brother Huo called me. Two days ago, I gave him the photo of the man I took that night and asked him to help me "pay special attention" to this person.

Unexpectedly, Brother Huo said regretfully on the phone that he could not find any information about this man. At the end, Brother Huo expressed his opinion. He suspected that this man was a homeless man and an orphan.

There is no household registration or social group.

Otherwise, with his methods, it would be impossible to find out any information at all.

To this, I can only nod my head yes, expressing my regret.

After hanging up the phone, I sighed. Sure enough, there are no clues to this monster using current methods.

When I told Brother Huo that I was busy investigating this man, I didn't tell him what was unusual about this man. I was just saying that the mission required it and that I was helping to pay attention to him.

Although Brother Huo and the others are brothers in my sect, and they treat me very well, everyone has their own ideas, and I also have my own considerations. I will not leave out anything I should tell them.

But there are some things that would be better if only I knew them.

"Oh, I originally didn't want to touch the connections there, but now it seems I have to." I scratched my hair and said slightly distressed.

What I mean by ‘connections over there’ is Master Liu Zhi and his friends. Among the people I know,

Only the Shen Tiao Sect is in direct contact with ghosts and demons.

In the Shendiao Sect, I only have two acquaintances, Master Liu Zhi and Hou Tao.

Fortunately, these two people I know occupy a certain position in the Shendiao Sect.

"I just don't know if the two of them have also accepted the words of King Yama and are investigating the affairs of Yangshi." Thinking about it this way, I am still not sure.

I was thinking about this and that for a long time on the way, and before I knew it, I had reached the gate of the primary school.

It was a coincidence that I came here. The elementary school bell just rang for the end of school. I stood at the door and waited. Not long after, the bell came out casually, and the little fat kid came out with him.

Every time a little boy in the same class passes by the two of them, he will nod to say hello to Ling Ding and the little fat boy.

The little fat boy handed a bag of snacks to Lingdang in a very shameless manner. Lingdang was not polite to him, took it into his hand and started to devour it.

Guess, this is a typical little bully. How did Gao Changgong educate his children in the past?

I looked at Lingdang speechlessly. It seemed that I needed to find some time to have a good talk with the little guy Lingdang.

"Daddy~" After noticing my figure, Ling

Dang stuffed the snacks back into the little fat boy's arms and ran over with excitement on his face.

"Hello, uncle!" The little fat boy followed closely and ran over.

"Ah, uncle, what's wrong with you?" The little fat boy noticed my face for the first time and asked me with a worried expression.

I was too lazy to explain to him any more, so I just told the little fat kid that I accidentally dropped it, just like I did to my mom and dad.

Unexpectedly, when this kid heard what I said, he immediately showed a teasing expression and said, "Haha, uncle, are you a big fool? He can even fall down when he walks."

Bang - As soon as the little fat boy finished speaking, the bell had already landed on his head.

The little fat boy was about to cry and covered his head without tears, and instantly became pitiful. Lingdang looked at him with a pair of tiger eyes and said, "Don't say that my father is a big fool."

"Hey" I tried to scold Ling Dang who was a little too much. He was so rude. We are all friends, how could he hit someone casually? And looking at the little fat kid's expression, you knew that Ling Dang's punch was still...

Quite heavy.

Unexpectedly, a word just popped out of my mouth, and the next word had not yet been pronounced, so the little fat boy apologized first, saying that he talked too much and should be beaten.

Um... Immediately, I became curious, what kind of existence did this kid Lingdang become in this elementary school?

This little fat kid looks very majestic, why is he so cowardly to Lingdang? I have already warned Lingdang, and it stands to reason that he would not hit a child. Looking at me with a puzzled look on his face, Lingdang grabbed me with a smile.

The palm of the hand: "Okay, okay, let's go back quickly, Dad, I want to eat dumplings tonight."

"You still want to eat dumplings, brat? If you want, you can make them yourself." I scolded him nonchalantly, and then the two of us waved to the fat boy and left the entrance of the ordinary elementary school.

When I got home, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon. It was not completely dark yet, and the last halo of the setting sun shone on the ground, as if it had been coated with a layer of gold.

I snuggled into the sofa comfortably and lay down for a while. Lingdang was immersed in the computer. It seemed that something happened online. It had been for three consecutive days. As soon as Lingdang came back from school, she hugged the computer.

Start beating.

Mingming had said before that someone had locked his location by attacking his account.

Is it really okay for him to stay online and log in every day?

But Lingdang is also an adult, and he has his own plans for his own affairs, so I'd better work on my own. With this thought in mind, I stood up from the sofa and walked slowly to the second floor.

On the table in the bedroom, there are still piles of books that I read last night. Out of the desire to hide them, I wrapped the books that I saw in the screen with new covers and disguised them as physical novels.

"I've been reading this for so long, and I still don't have a clue." After reading two lines, my eyes couldn't help but

He glanced at the closet.

Two of the old man’s clothes in there have been damaged by me because of the ‘experiment’. If Uncle Wang knew about it, I’m afraid he would be very angry.

After all, these clothes are the last things left by the old man in his family. If no one is found in the end, based on the old man's age, he will be buried directly at the Yiguan family when he is 80 years old.

I still had to consider the final needs of the clothing family, so it would be better to leave two pieces of clothing for Uncle Wang. "Well, what am I thinking about? Maybe the old man is not dead." I quickly patted my cheek, thinking about it.

I thought of going to a strange place, really.

After calming down, I flipped through a few more pages of the book. On Friday night, there was no need to go back to school for evening self-study, so I had an early dinner and lay down in bed.
Chapter completed!