Hail continued to pound for nearly three hours, and the affected area covered the north and south areas of the river. The four locations that formed a diamond shape suffered the most heavy losses. Not to mention the number of people injured, only the destroyed buildings

, there are countless square statues and building glass.

First there was a strange phenomenon, and then hail fell from the sky. Although no monster appeared this time, the destructive power of the natural disaster was much stronger than the monster. When the hail formed walls and blocked the streets and alleys, the entire city and countryside

Directly into a state of paralysis.

The injured could not be sent to the hospital and could only be exhausted; the road was slowly dug with shovels, which was a torment. The joy of New Year's Eve completely faded, and people were thinking about the recent strange things, and the more they thought about it, the more panicked they became.

If only I had stayed home last night and not gone out...

It was only then that those who had learned the lesson finally remembered that in fact, someone had written a prophecy on the Internet before New Year's Day. They could remember every word, but they didn't take it seriously. Now, it's really too late to regret it.

The prophecy says that a "ghost realm" will be opened and people are advised not to go out. So the question is, will there be any problems with people who have already gone out? Also, what exactly is a ghost realm?

Not long after, the high priest's scarf made headlines.

Once the matter involves one's own safety and interests, the quality of netizens immediately becomes neat and tidy. In the comment area, there are many people asking for advice, including many bullies who have yelled at the high priest. They kneel quickly and standardly.

His words are urgent and sincere, and his ability to "act according to circumstances" is indeed first-rate.

[Aimi Jiang]: "I am a native of Qukang, and I beg for help! The first time I went out, my head was smashed by a mouse, and the second time I went out, my nose was broken by hail. I have been out before, will I be infected with something bad?

Clean stuff, please! Help me!"

[Grandpa's pipe]: "The people upstairs are so quick to kneel down. If I remember correctly, you scolded the blogger very happily before."

[Deep Mountain Resident]: "It is human nature, there is no need to be so specific upstairs. As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Since the blogger can predict it, please speak out to appease the people! You predicted twice, and you must be very powerful.

Strong, as long as you are willing to take action, things will definitely turn around."

The third post has soared tens of thousands of likes. Most people have the same idea: If you have the ability to predict, you must have the ability to do more. Please think about the country and the people, we will be grateful to you!

Just like when they meet rich people, they say the same thing: You are already so rich, you must be able to make more money, why don’t you donate more? If you don’t donate, you are being rich and unkind!

It's a pity that Ji Si is not a holy father, let alone a good person. After a cursory glance at the comments, he has no fluctuations in his heart and even wants to laugh a little.

It turns out that they have not suffered enough and cannot learn to be humble in the face of reality. Seeing the big from the small, the current top management of Zhongzhou is still waiting and watching, and it is not worthy of cooperation for the time being.

Ji Si knew what the superiors were thinking. There were comments in the comment section expressing sympathy, professing great love, being a die-hard fan, etc. They were just waiting for him to reply to which one, so that the psychologist could speculate on his personality and then formulate targeted measures.

His plan forced him to appear in front of others and reveal more abilities and information.

However, he had long been tired of this method when he was an official.

He typed eight words into the document: none of my business, none of your business.

Click Send.

The eight-character mantra is enough to solve all problems.

As for how the comment section explodes and what others think, what does it matter? Disasters strike one after another, and personnel are screened at all levels. The bloody lessons will make people remember one truth: Don’t be so proud, you are just a ball of carbohydrates.

Brother Zhuan threw it away, and Ji Si looked at Si Nuocheng who was busy working.

Facts have proved that there are only gold mines in the world that can be dug out, and without Si Nuo City, no money can be made. He held a meeting to finalize the project with a few words, and his energy became even richer.

This guy has great virtues from his ancestors, is upright, and has made outstanding achievements throughout his life. He has rescued countless people. He is truly a "lucky person". If he were placed in the reincarnation space, he would be able to reach the top as long as he did not seek death. Unfortunately, the reincarnation exploded and he

No chance to improve.

But... it's not that there's no chance at all. The Earth's Day of Destruction may be a different kind of opportunity for Si Nuo City.

In this world, there are very few people who can get along well with him, and even fewer people he is willing to get along with. It is rare to meet a rich... oh no, a creditor who can talk and understand, and he also wants to see how far the other person can go.

Which step.

"Sinuo City, are you interested in going back to the coast?" Ji Si said, "The ghost domain falls above the ocean, and the things emerging from it are very suitable for you to practice."

Si Nuocheng:...What are you talking about...suitable for me to practice?

"Are you sure you are training for me instead of me delivering food?" Si Nuocheng asked from his soul. He folded his hands on his abdomen, leaned back tactically, and his negotiating posture was domineering. "I can't see it, and I can't see it.

Equipment, three lack of magic, four lack of common sense, five - my life is extremely precious. If it is gone, thousands of people will be unemployed, and Central Continent’s GDP will decline..."

"Are you going?" He showed a kind smile.

"Go..." He agreed without any position.

Young Master Si felt that if he said "no", Ji Si's scepter might hit him on the head. However, when this guy smiles sinisterly, the way he shows his true temperament is better looking than the fake smile.

a bit.

Just - your neck feels a little chilly?

…

After the exchange of information, the existence of the master seemed certain. Shen Yunting compiled the information and reported it. Jiang Ziying was planning to visit the family of the painting child again. His comrades in the team were also eager to try, ready to use 100% energy to catch... No, go and invite this person.

A mysterious man comes out of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, a night of hail disrupted their position, not only blocking the road, but also sealing the door. It took three or four hours of shoveling to open a path. At this speed, let alone searching, people were sitting there waiting for them to invite everyone.

Tired of waiting. What's more, they don't even know what the other person looks like.

The most shocking thing is that when Lao Zhou woke up from his injuries in the hospital, he had forgotten what he said...

"What white light?" Lao Zhou held the nutrition bottle and spoke feebly, "That rat bit me on the waist, and half of my life was lost. My eyes are black, where is the light?"

"Do you remember that rain is warm?"

"Old Gang, what's wrong with you? Your head was bitten by a mouse, and I saw that the head is still round." Lao Zhou looked at Gang Soldier's forehead carefully, "We are as cold as ice cubes, and of course the rain is warm."

"Do you still remember..."

"Why are you forcing Lai Lai? Are you going to have a fight when I get up?"

Lao Zhouquan forgot what he said. He only vaguely remembered that Shen Yunting came to see him and helped him tuck in the quilt. The rest of the words, such as the glowing man, go find him, did not have the slightest impression.

In this way, Lao Zhou's line was broken, and they still had the painting child who could provide some clues. However, a large group of old men went to ask an autistic child to make sure they would not scare the child.

More autistic?

It's a headache.

Being stuck at a key point is as uncomfortable as hail blocking the road. But many times, the saying "There is a bright future in a village" is extremely magical. When one line is broken, another one will often pick up.

Jiang Ziying found the latest reply on her scarf, which was a private message from a single father.

[My daughter is so cute]: "Hello, a pot of wine! I accidentally saw your scarf and your child's paintings, and I thought your child might have the same 'problem' as my child. Sorry, I don't

I don’t know if I should call it a ‘problem’, because it really boggles my mind.”

"My daughter is five years old this year. The child's mother passed away early, and I have been living with her. She is very quiet, likes to be alone with dolls, and makes clothes for dolls. She is very skillful and smart. Until some time ago, the monster incident became popular

, she heard something from somewhere and wanted to see the monster."

"I am a rough person, so I directly clicked videos on the Internet and played them for my children. Originally, I just wanted to warn her that it is very dangerous outside and children should not run around, but when she saw the video of the Lingdong monster, she was not only not afraid, but also happily told her

I said, 'Dad, there's someone upstairs.'"

"I thought it was a child talking about Wuji, but I saw a deeply exposed video on the Internet, saying that it was a human figure. In the past few days, I found that the child started to make a doll with black hair and white clothes, and then let the doll hold a chopstick.

Tell me this is the person on the roof."

"He has black hair and white clothes and is holding something. He looks very much like the person in your children's paintings."

"So, I want to ask, did your child see anything strange? I don't know how to solve it, and I want to find someone to discuss it with."

"See the reply, thank you."

Black hair and white clothes, holding something in his hand. This information is completely consistent with the internal documents of Lingdong. In other words, the mysterious man was in Lingdong on the day the monster appeared in Lingdong, and he destroyed the monster; Ning Yuanshuo

On the day when rats broke out, a mysterious man was in Ningyuan, and he blew away the rats?

Jiang Ziying grabbed a pen and paper and started stringing together frantically: "Let me look for you. Where are you?"

"The Sichuan-Shu Internet Cafe predicted that you had stayed in the west. Then there was the Whale Crossing. Was the giant snake your creation? That's right. The expert who did the autopsy on the snake said that the snake was torn apart and died before being blown up."

"You've been to Whale Crossing!" The dots are connected in series, and the strokes are drawn across the horizontal line.

While speaking and writing, the language will strengthen her logical thinking: "Then Lingdong, then Ningyuan. I have traveled to so many places in a short time, either by plane or train. Of course, I do not rule out that you are not a human and have other means.

Possibility of reaching the location.”

"What is the relationship between High Priest JS and you? Are they the same kind of people, or...the same person?"

"White clothes and black hair, holding something in his hand."

"White clothes and black hair..."

In the blink of an eye, a flashing scene burst out in his mind. In a daze, Jiang Ziying felt that she had seen it before, had seen it before... or had seen something, huh?

The images that should have appeared in her mind disappeared like bubbles. She slapped her head hard and tried to remember it, but for some reason she just couldn't remember it!

What is it? Remember it quickly! When did her memory become so bad?

She has seen it before, she should have seen it before!

A long time passed, but Jiang Ziying didn't remember it. She was sweating and rubbed her face, expressionlessly stroking the scars on her face that were gradually getting better.

She grabbed her cell phone and called Shen Yunting: "Captain Shen, I have the latest clues about the mysterious person here, but we need arrangements and help from our superiors."

"Help invite a group of children with painting skills and a group of children who like to make dolls. They cannot be too old. Then, ask them to help us take a look at what is on the roof of the building in Lingdong?"
To be continued...