Know...know...know...know...

The mottled shade of trees fell on the dirty streets and shook gently in the wind. The cicadas in the late summer were lying on the tree poles and screaming. The falling sunlight passed through a touch of red. The worn-out hatchback, without the bumper on the front of the car, drove into the streets of the city village. They stopped on the street. The slightly fat young man driving with a tired look on his face and greeted the person he knew, and walked up the corridor lazily.

The sound of cicadas was roaring on the trees on the street outside the building. In the room opposite, the old donkey lying on the sofa with his tongue hanging down, pillowing on the handrail of the sofa, sleeping soundly. In front of his undulating belly, the toad Taoist leaned on it, squinted his eyes, and broke a thumb biscuit with his webbeds, watching a plot of love, hate, and affection on the TV screen.

The scholar in front of the window put away the classics, held an old book called "Educated Youth", and savored the strange stories on it carefully, which made people fascinated. Occasionally, he stretched out his hand and took a sip of the hot tea on the table.

‘Wouldn’t it be better if we draw the above story and then interpret it with illusion?’

I rolled up the magazine and thought about it. I looked at the dry words written on the table. I brushed my wide sleeves casually, and piece of paper flew up. The four words "Taofa Heaven and Earth" written on it flew around the house. The flashing light of the magic disappeared in the wall. Since I came here to stay temporarily, protection is naturally indispensable.

Looking at the neatness in the room, he smiled and took the brush again. He recalled the first brief content. The picture slowly appeared in his mind. Just as he was about to start writing, the light sound of the lock of the room suddenly came. Then he opened it. Lu Jun, who was tired, pulled out the key and walked in. Seeing the scholar holding the pen in front of the window, he raised his hand without thinking, and walked over with his eyes drooping.

"Cousin, you can do whatever you want, I'll go to bed for a while."

Bang!

Then, a sound of closing the door came.

The memories that had previously confused the other party gradually reshaped. I believed that I really treated Lu Liangsheng as my cousin, and even thought it was reasonable to appear in my home. The scholar here was too lazy to care about him, and he had made a profit for the other party before.

As soon as he drew a few lines ink, he heard a few roars from the closed bedroom door, "Ahhhhh!", and the door opened. Lu Liangsheng looked back and saw Lu Jun rushed out in only a pair of underwear, his lips spread out, and he couldn't speak. He gestured hard with his hands and pointed at his room.

Lu Liangsheng understood what he meant, put down his brush, and smiled and said, "A man named Jiu Ge just came and said you owe them about 100,000 yuan, and it just used that money to offset the debt. This kind of profit will only make you lose money after a day. It would be better to pay it in one go. That person is quite generous, so he wrote it off with you. Well... you don't have to thank me."

The young man who was still gesturing, suddenly looked dull when he heard these words, and his face was ashamed. He sat down on the ground. It took him a while to digest what he had just said and came to his senses.

"I haven't spent a penny of this money, I'm thankful to me!"

"Cousin, you're so unauthentic... Although you gave it to me, that's mine... At least you have to give me a call and ask me to tell the money apart."

The deviation of memory made him seem to have forgotten the number on the money, sat on the ground and cried, kicked his feet, and rolled around.

"Okay, OK, I'll give you some more."

Lu Liangsheng felt that he was annoyed, so he touched the sleeve bag. One or two pieces of silver were thrown back and fell to the young man who was crying. Looking at the bronzes that had rolled twice, Lu Jun picked them up and spread them in his palm, weighed them a few times, stopped the crying, and put the silver in his underwear as usual.

"Hey, cousin! My big cousin, that's more than 200,000 yuan. Just use ancient people's copper coins and broken silver to dispose of me?"

"Then you return the copper coins."

As soon as Lu Jun covered his pocket, he turned around and walked into the bedroom, poked his face out of the crack of the door: "If you don't give it, just treat it as rent!" After that, he closed the door and quickly heard a snoring sound of "huh" and "huh".

Lu Liangsheng smiled and continued, looking at the darkening sky outside the window, reached out and pressed the switch on the wall, lit the light, illuminating the dim room, and continued to think about the story and draw the character's expressions and actions, mixed with grudges and revenge.

The last ray of rays of glowing under the red sunlight. In another city that was falling, the red light bird flew over the window frame. The woman who got up and washed up wrapped her bath towel and pulled the curtains up. She casually changed into a set of ordinary clothes. She stretched her waist and walked out of the door. Seeing her sister lying on the coffee table and holding the remote control in her little hands, Liu Qingyue went over with pain and picked her up and put it on the sofa. She pulled it over the thin blanket and turned off the animation played on the TV.

Then, he rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen to wash rice, cook, hummed a pleasant little song, and fryed two light side dishes to the living room. The little girl had woken up, rubbed her eyes sleepyly, walked to the bathroom to wash her hands, and sat obediently in front of the coffee table, watching the woman who had brought two bowls of rice from the kitchen, yawning.

"Sister, isn't it worth the night shift tonight?"

"Sister will accompany you tonight..."

As soon as she sat down, the cell phone on the coffee table suddenly rang. The woman frowned and looked at her sister subconsciously. The girl still had rice grains on her mouth, and she made an expression of "responding the phone" at her, and like a little adult, she took the phone over and handed it to the woman.

Liu Qingyue slid to answer the call, and heard Afeng's voice coming from inside.

"Yulin, I have something to do."

"I understand." The woman sighed helplessly, hung up the phone, threw it away, and showed an apologetic smile at her sister, "There is a call to work overtime in the company, you..."

"Go and go, I'm pretty good at home alone." The little girl waved at the woman with a disgust and rushed her to the room to change her work clothes. She came out and ate a few bites of food casually. Then Liu Qingyue went out and walked into the company gate with a familiarity. She changed into a tight uniform in the changing room, and then put on a formal work outfit outside, and then went out through the other door.

In the conference room, the young man code-named Afeng had already been waiting, and there was no one else there. When he saw the woman coming in, he handed over a document in his hand.

"Just just now, news came from Nanguan City that a group of people used illegal coins."

"This is also looking for us? Isn't it the police?"

Liu Qingyue took the document in confusion, expanded it in her hand and looked at the contents. Her complaining tone stopped and her eyebrows frowned.

"More than 200,000...all of them are the same number."

"Yes, and the police comrades over there have also checked it, and it was all real money." A Feng jumped off the conference table, "Even if the money printing factory makes any mistakes, it is impossible for him to print a number of more than 200,000 yuan. It is estimated that it may be..."

Liu Qingyue raised her eyebrows, folded the documents and put them in her top pocket, and continued the conversation: "The superpower is a crime! It's a copying superpower."

The so-called superpower is a kind of person who is special to ordinary people. They have acquired awakening and innate things, and of course they have different abilities. Of course, they also have different abilities and are of great use. If the current replication ability is ignored, there will be big problems. In the future, this ability will be advanced, and even the ability of the other party is a superpower, and even a nuclear warhead can be copied. Regarding such cases, Liu Qingyue knows that the United States has such a case.

"It seems that the only two of us can do things in the entire bureau."

The woman exhaled, cheered up, opened the door of the conference room and shrugged with the young man behind her: "You also know that all the abilities in the bureau were 'borted' by a branch director with a surname of Dongfang. They were celebrities from the general bureau and could not afford to offend them."
Chapter completed!