New Year's Day has arrived as scheduled, and the atmosphere is the same as in previous years. Even though there has been some unrest recently, it cannot stop ordinary people's enthusiasm for celebrating the New Year.

The bright red curtains were hung up, and the beautiful window grilles were put up. Some young people carried the steaming steamers home, and some children walked away holding skewers of candied haws. The bustle was still there, as if the rats that filled the streets a day ago had become a dream.

hallucination.

Si Nuocheng received the news early in the morning, saying that there have been a lot of big events recently, and in order to have peace during the New Year, he hoped that major companies would cooperate with the country in distributing welfare and try to keep people at home on New Year's Eve.

In short, the superiors did not care about the content of Ji Si’s scarf.

The official relationship is very important, and they have been adhering to materialism for decades and will never hastily issue a notice that "you are not allowed to go out on New Year's Day night." But the three incidents left them with lingering fears, and Ji Si's prediction made their scalps numb.

The country is so big that the officials really don't dare to send out news to cause panic. After long discussions, they only came up with one way - holding a welfare program on New Year's Day and letting people watch the TV to grab it, which should be able to curb people's running out.

They did their best to open the warehouse with such a huge amount of money and remind people not to go out.

Seeing this intention, Si Nuocheng naturally agreed to cooperate.

Throwing money is really not a problem, only boarding a big ship is difficult. As a person who has never done a loss-making business, he firmly believes that the money he throws out now will definitely be recovered hundreds of times in the future. Therefore, giving out welfare is not a problem.

Charity is actually a win-win investment.

He asked his secretary to inform him at all levels, from food to home appliances, from outlets to shopping malls, from domestic to overseas, and gave all the benefits he could, with the big words "The discount is only for this one time, the opportunity will not come again."

After that, whether he is standing, sitting or lying down, countless money and opportunities will fly towards him.

Perfect!

Ji Si turned his head and observed Si Nuo City calmly.

In just an instant, he "saw" abundant energy gathering from all directions towards Si Nuo City, like an enlightenment, opening up his eight extraordinary meridians and penetrating his seven chakras. The skylight fell, and the earth spirits guided him.

He seemed to be ignited, exuding spiritual light.

At this moment, neither the sun nor the moon can compete with it.

But soon, his aura returned to its sparkling splendor, and the fragrance of money once again filled the air. But with the injection of energy, his aura slowly expanded.

Vibrations caused vibrations, and force fields merged with force fields. Gradually, Ji Si discovered that the glow of Sinuo City surrounded him outside his protective circle, and his own aura was also being deflected.

Ji Si:......

He calmly opened Brother Brick and entered the scarf. Ding dong! It was the crisp sound of money colliding.

A big red envelope was displayed on the screen, and he popped out a large benefit of 888 yuan with just a click: [Congratulations! You won the third prize in the New Year's Day lottery! The proceeds have been sent to your bib wallet, please click to check! 】

Ji Si:......

After confirming his eyes, Master Si is a living, walking God of Wealth. Even though most of his aura is cut off by the protective circle, his ability to manifest money still affects the energy around him.

It turns out that Si Nuocheng is not without spirituality and talent, but focuses most of his attention on banknotes.

So, a person with abilities?

Ji Si looked at the 888 yuan in his wallet and fell into a long silence.

Taking advantage of other people's energy and drawing a red envelope seems to be another pit? Why is this pit... getting filled more and more?

Not long after, Si Nuocheng stood up to stretch his muscles and said to Ji Si: "I won't go out tonight. I have distributed red envelopes all over the Internet, totaling more than a billion. Remember to grab more. By the way, you apply.

As a Weixin, I will invite you into the Si's employee welfare group, and I will give you a red envelope later. Remember to grab it."

Ji Si:......

"What's your expression?" Si Nuocheng rarely saw a glimmer of dullness on Ji Si's face. In a daze, he felt that something had cracked on Ji Si's body?

"Don't worry, I treat my own people well."

Si Nuocheng added: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to rob it. Today, New Year's Day, I can give you a private benefit. It doesn't matter if you don't have Weixin. I will let the scarf official pay you."

Not long after, ding dong! This is the sound of money knocking on the door.

Ji Si opened his scarf with an expressionless face and found that the number in the wallet in the background jumped from 888 to 10888... This feeling of someone digging a hole forcefully and pushing him down to plant it was really hard to describe.

Forget it, just treat him as paying tuition.

Si Nuocheng was very satisfied after distributing the money. He originally wanted to urge Ji Si to get rid of Weixin, but unexpectedly, the information from the bad friends came more frequently than the last.

First, Yu Mingyang: "Boss Si, I know you are giving out benefits today, can you invite me into your employee benefits group to grab red envelopes?"

Si Nuocheng manually refused: "No way."

Then there was Jiang Qining: "Brother Cheng, I looked at your recent circle of friends and discovered something incredible! We brothers discussed it together and thought it was too weird!"

Si Nuocheng simply replied: "Say."

Jiang Qining said: "Brother Cheng, look - when you first arrived in Lingdong, a plane crashed; when you came to Jingdu Port, there was a giant snake eating people; when you flew to Lingdong again, a devil appeared! Brother Cheng, you

Tell me honestly, does your physique attract evil spirits? Also, the brothers want to ask you where to go next, but we will definitely not go!"

Si Nuocheng:......

Plastic brothers, blocked.

…

On New Year's Day, at about five o'clock in the evening, Jiang Ziying woke up in a cold sweat in the military accommodation provided by the Qukang Brigade.

Her eyes were a little out of focus, and it took her a while to recover. She raised her hand to wipe away her wet hair, and felt that the wound on her cheek was extremely itchy, forcing her to reach out and scratch it.

She resisted the urge and went into the bathroom to wipe her face and calm down.

For the second time, from last night to this afternoon, she once again dreamed of the child she met in the park. He was lying on her mother's shoulder, looking at her with black and white eyes, his lips moved slightly, and he uttered three words clearly

: "Go find him."

Go find him...

Who are you looking for?

"Huh! That's crazy!" She shook her head and took off the gauze on her cheek, preparing to change medicine and go to the hospital to change shifts with Shen Yunting. Unexpectedly, the second the gauze fell, her eyes straightened in the mirror.

He was stunned, looking quite in disbelief.

Jiang Ziying tentatively stretched out her hand and gently touched the skin of her cheek. Here, a rat had chewed off two pieces of flesh the size of fingernails a day ago. The wound was so hideous that it would never recover in a lifetime, but now, how long has passed, the wound has turned around.

The red meat disappeared, but pink... new meat grew?

This this……

She knew her own recovery power. Although her wound repair speed was a little faster than that of ordinary people, it was still within the human range. The repair of large bleeding scars would be slower.

The wound she suffered a day ago was half recovered in 24 hours. Is she hallucinating, is the medicine in the hospital too good, or is her physique mutated like rats and snakes?

Suddenly, a rapid ringtone came from the landline in the dormitory.

When Jiang Ziying answered the phone, she heard Shen Yunting's delighted voice: "Xiao Jiang, Lao Zhou has been rescued!"

"ah?"

"Old Zhou was saved!" The 180-meter tall man opposite him cried with joy, "He's alive! Three meters of intestines were amputated, and he survived the 16-hour operation! Old Zhou is alive!" "

"Hey, I'll be there soon!" Jiang Ziying put down the phone, quickly applied medicine to her face, picked up her coat and ran out.

Suddenly, her eyes met the painting placed in the door frame.

The white ghost held up the stick, and snowflakes fell on the silent mountain. The tender brushstrokes painted a sacred meaning, and three words seemed to ring in her ears again: Go find him.

Go find him...

If a feeling appears occasionally, it can be called an "illusion." If a feeling appears repeatedly, it cannot be called an "accidental".

Jiang Ziying stroked the painting, wondering what he was thinking.

A quarter of an hour later, she took a picture of the painting and put it on her scarf. She added a sentence without hope: "A child's painting, the theme is 'Go to him'. I am a rough person and can't understand what's in the painting." I mean, can anyone give me an answer?"

Five minutes passed with no response.

Bang! The door was closed, and Jiang Ziying was already running on the way to the hospital.

…

In the ward, Lao Zhou, who had saved his life, was not in good spirits, but he held Shen Yunting's hand with strength. He spoke intermittently, and Shen Yunting could not break free, so he had to persuade: "Old Zhou, I You have to get out, you have to rest."

"Captain Shen, I saw... white light rising."

"It's Xuehua." Shen Yunting sighed, "You were seriously injured and your consciousness is blurred. It is inevitable that you saw it wrong. Don't worry anymore and rest quickly."

"The white light rises..." Lao Zhou refused to let go. He sucked in oxygen and had to finish his words, "There is someone, a man! In the light! He makes the rain fall, it is warm..."

Shen Yunting paused: "Warm rain?" It rained after the snow, and the rain was indeed warm.

It's just that at that time, Lao Zhou had stepped into the gate of hell and was already unconscious. Where did he know?

Shen Yunting couldn't help but listen attentively.

"I can't see clearly what he looks like, I just know it's white... I want to tell it, Captain Shen." Lao Zhou's eyes overflowed with excitement, "I'm afraid if I don't tell him, I will forget when I wake up. Yes... I will forget Yes, I will forget it.”

"Lao Zhou, you..."

"Warm rain is called merit rain." Lao Zhou's breathing gradually became heavier, his pupils became dilated, as if sleep was coming over him, "If it falls on people, they will die of human flesh and white bones. People who have merit in their bodies will not die. People without merit will die suddenly."

"I'm alive, Captain Shen."

People after major surgery are still wandering between yin and yang. Freed from the shackles of the physical body, the soul wandering between the two ends is enough to understand the mysteries. In the all kinds of mysterious creation, one can catch a glimpse of the great supernatural power.
To be continued...