The unlucky life of a medical student

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! Master, how much incense money should I prepare?"

Chen Jinfa was so excited that he knelt down and kowtowed.

Xu Guangcheng thought for a while and said, "It's so vulgar to talk about money, prepare 1 yuan for me, plus 81 blank red envelopes!"

"This one……"

Chen Jinfa rolled his eyes.

Xu Guangcheng said, "What? Is it difficult?"

Chen Jinfa quickly changed his words and said: "No! No! Absolutely not! I will send you all the things tomorrow!"

"Okay," Xu Guangcheng told Chen Jinfa again, "Remember, this matter must not be known to outsiders! Once it is revealed, the spell will not work!"

"Understood! I understand!"

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After sending Chen Jinfa away, Xu Guangcheng immediately burned the peach wood chip with Chen Jinfa's name on it.

Zhong Wuchuan asked: "Why do you want to help this kind of scum! He is... Cui Mingzhu's death, he is also responsible!"

"Cui Mingzhu didn't report the crime until his death. This matter is over," Xu Guangcheng said. "Instead, 81 red envelopes and 1 yuan in cash are more useful to me!"

"Okay... By the way, how do you know that Cui Mingzhu and Chen Jinfa had a... relationship?"

Zhong Wuchuan was very curious.

Xu Guangcheng said: "Because a man's thinking has something to think about."

"I figured it out... I'm also a man, why wouldn't I think of these things! Old Xu, you have to give me an explanation! Under normal circumstances, you will never take the initiative to do this kind of thing..."

Zhong Wuchuan frantically asked Xu Guangcheng to give him an explanation.

The latter flicked lightly on his forehead.

"Oh!"

While Zhong Wuchuan was clutching his forehead and complaining, Xu Guangcheng added: "There is another reason, you are a noble person, but I am far less noble than you think. I have selfish desires... a lot of selfish desires..."

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After Li Mingshan and others brought the five Shushan people out of the police station, they immediately went to the Fugui Hotel in the town to cleanse the five masters of their bad luck.

After all, the five Shushan sword cultivators are still too young. Although they are naturally indifferent to fame and fortune and regard money as dung, they have been looked down upon by the world recently, and they have been regarded as mentally retarded and insane many times. Today, they finally got the respect they deserve. Hearing the words "Sword Immortal", the pores of the whole body are dilated.

"Slaying demons and demons is my duty, you are too polite!"

"It's all what we should do! You exaggerate too much!"

"Don't give us a high hat anymore! If you continue to brag like this, we will turn our faces!"

……

The sword cultivators half-pushed and accepted the compliment, their bodies and minds were as comfortable as soaking in warm water, almost melting.

Li Mingshan and others saw that the masters were so humble, so they toasted harder, and told them about Xu Guangcheng asking them to go up the mountain to cut peach trees while they were drunk.

"Fortunately, Lao Xu let us cut down the peach trees, otherwise, we would definitely not be able to see the masters appear!"

Li Mingshan took out the mahogany chips drunkenly and placed them on the table.

"Yes, yes, I have to thank this bastard later," Yang boldly said, "Speaking of which, what is his background, he can drink more than 60 bottles of beer in one go without any problems, he must be a fellow practitioner of the masters, right? !"

"It's okay for him to drink more than 60 bottles of beer in one go?!"

The senior brother, who was already drunk, immediately perked up when he heard this.

The bad-tempered third child even yelled loudly: "Where is he! I want to see him! I want to see him!"

The rest of them also dropped their cups to find Xu Guangcheng.

Li Mingshan was terrified, so he quickly grabbed Feng Yu, who seemed to be relatively easy-going, and said, "This little master, some of your senior brothers..."

"It's okay, I'm drunk."

After tempering for a period of time, Feng Yu has fully realized that his seniors are all creatures who lack common sense, and expressed his understanding of Li Mingshan's inquiry.

"Does that require me to return the extra wine and send them back to the hotel room?"

"This one……"

Feng Yu glanced at the brothers who were drinking madly, and said: "It's okay, they will go back by themselves. By the way, where is the Mr. Xu who drank more than 60 bottles of beer in one breath and asked you to go up the mountain to cut peach trees? ? Tomorrow, after the brothers sober up, we may pay a visit!"

"His name is Xu Guangcheng. He is a friend of Lao Zhong's son Zhong Wuchuan when he was working in a big city. When Zhong Wuchuan came home to visit his relatives, he came to play with him for a few days. He stayed at Lao Zhong's house these days."

Because it was his benefactor who asked the question, Li Mingshan didn't hide anything. Of course, he omitted the detail that he met Xu Guangcheng in the director's office.

On the other side, after Feng Yu obtained Xu Guangcheng's address and identity, he let Li Mingshan and the others leave. Of course, the remaining beer was not returned, but moved to the hotel room.

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It was a matter of life and death, Chen Jinfa's efficiency was as fast as possible.

Before five o'clock the next morning, he appeared in front of Xu Guangcheng with 1 yuan in cash and 81 red envelopes.

There was no need for any verbal communication or any promises, as soon as the things were put in front of Xu Guangcheng, Chen Jinfa left immediately.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhong Wuchuan walked out of the room yawning, and seeing 81 red envelopes of uniform thickness spread out in front of Xu Guangcheng, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Old Xu, what are you doing!"

"Give out red envelopes."

With a flick of Xu Guangcheng's hand, the 81 red envelopes neatly lined up on the dining table disappeared.

"..."

Zhong Wuchuan said it was unreasonable.

Then, he asked Xu Guangcheng: "Why do you want to give out red envelopes? Could it be that you feel that the current Twist Town is not chaotic enough, and you still want to..."

"Someone deliberately set up a suspicious formation to disrupt the investigators' thinking, so naturally someone should follow the plan and forcefully break the formation!"

Xu Guangcheng turned around and said to Zhong Wuchuan, "the death red envelope game has the biggest loophole. In the first round of red envelopes, the murderer can secretly track who gets the most money, but from the second round of the game, who Getting the biggest red envelope is beyond the control of natural people!"

"Indeed, it cannot be done under normal circumstances."

What Xu Guangcheng pointed out is also what Zhong Wuchuan couldn't understand, and it was even more incomprehensible than the origin of the cash in the first round of red envelopes.

"Then let's look at the next step. 49 red envelopes are distributed in each round. Those who get the largest amount of red envelopes but refuse to continue to distribute red envelopes according to the rules will be killed and their bodies cut into 49 pieces," Xu Guangcheng said. Focus on the number 49."

"Is there anything wrong with this number?"

"Of course there is a problem," Xu Guangcheng said. "You and I have both been to the morgue and seen the dead divided into 49 parts. Do you think this cutting method is very common? And the cut surface of the corpse..."

"cut surface……"

Zhong Wuchuan narrowed his eyes.

Xu Guangcheng said: "Let me remind you that 49 is the result of multiplying seven by seven, and the number 'seven' has special religious meaning no matter in the East or in the West!"

"It's true... there are many things related to 'seven' in myths and legends..."

The more Zhong Wuchuan thought about it, the more weird it became.

He looked at Xu Guangcheng eagerly: "Why did the murderer design everything related to the death red envelope game as the number 49? 49 red envelopes, 49 corpses..."

"I don't know," Xu Guangcheng said, "Maybe he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, but it's more likely—this is a kind of surgery!"

"Surgery?!"

"Yes, technique! Spells, Gu techniques, head-dropping techniques! No matter which one it is, it shows that the perpetrators in this case are not ordinary people."

Xu Guangcheng stood up, swiped his slender fingers in the air, and there was a red envelope between his fingers.

"That's why I suddenly decided to imitate the death red envelope game and hand out 81 red envelopes! No matter who did this, and what is the purpose of planning all this! Since I have the ability to do this, I must be very proud in my heart. What's the biggest mistake proud people make?"

"I know how to answer this question. The most common mistake that proud people make is self-righteousness."

"And jealousy!"

Xu Guangcheng put the red envelope in Zhong Wuchuan's hands: "What do you think he will think when he finds out that his elaborately designed technique is imitated by another person, and the design made by the person who imitated him is more exquisite than his?"

Zhong Wuchuan thought for a while following Xu Guangcheng's thoughts, and said: "He will be angry, he will feel insulted, and he will wish to immediately find out the person who imitated him and chop them up!"

"Yes, this is my plan," Xu Guangcheng said, "He dares to show off his skills with the lives of irrelevant people, I must defeat him in the field he is best at!"

"Old Xu, you are amazing!"

Zhong Wuchuan hurriedly put a high hat on Xu Guangcheng, since he flattered him and didn't pay taxes anyway.

Xu Guangcheng knew that Zhong Wuchuan's praise was not sincere, but seeing him applauding for his plan, his mood was still sunny.

At this moment, Mother Zhong brought out breakfast from the kitchen, and said with a smile, "What are you guys discussing? You are having such a good discussion! Come and eat quickly! I made hard-boiled eggs for you, eggs just taken out of the nest , so fresh!"

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The next day, outside the gate of Zhong's house——

Feng Yu looked at the address three times to make sure he found the right place, but he still didn't dare to knock on the door: "Brother, we really want to..."

"It is impossible for a normal person to drink more than 60 bottles of beer and be fine! He will be fine, which means he is not a normal person!"

Encouraged by his senior brother, Feng Yu bravely knocked on the door!

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