"Okay," Xia Lu took back the stone, stared at it for a while, her eyes lit up, "Three paragraphs, I didn't see it!"

"Is it amazing?"

"It's very good for you, I'm only seventh chunk."

“…”

Is Versailles interesting?

Lu Yu suddenly remembered that when she was on Tianmen Mountain, Saitama seemed to have said that she was seventh chunk. Because of the lack of reference, now she is a descendant of a family who has been practicing since childhood, but she was only four chunks ahead of herself?

However, it is possible that the span between each section is relatively large?

Lu Yu decided to ask for a clear question, so he took out the reason why his master died and asked Xia Lu for advice.

"As below the seventh stage, it can only be regarded as a memorial service. Only when you go up can you truly enter the Tao. There are four major realms, namely Dragon Elephant, Shenwu, Tiance, and Changsheng. Each level has three small realms... You will know this in the future."

"I won't talk about it far away. I will just talk about Donghai City. There are three people in the Sixth Division, all of them are old men... Sixth Division and Seventh Division. Although it sounds like a Seventh Division is only apart, if you see a Seventh Division under the age of twenty, you have to be careful."

"The seventh stage under the age of twenty are basically geniuses. If we want to break through to the dragon elephant realm, it will take a minute to do it. The reason why we suppress the realm is because we want to temper our bodies to the extreme before entering the dragon elephant. In this way, after the realm of ascending, the cultivation speed can be greatly improved..."

Understood……

They are all introductory, the realm of dragon and elephant... perhaps equivalent to the level of Taoist children in the Taoist sect? Of course, this is just a guess.

Lu Yu turned his head to look at Xia Lu, "You are not twenty, so you are also a genius that you can't mess with?"

"Haha, I'm just a hard intern. OK, I've finished eating noodles and continue working."

After thoroughly completing the sampling procedure, Xia Lu stretched her waist and stood up, "Thank you for your face, then, I'm leaving... Oh by the way, Mr. Lu, add WeChat, and if you encounter any situation in the future, just contact me directly."

"The ferocious dog sleeps in the big stone, haha, are you a funny guy?" Xia Lu held her cell phone and laughed unladylessly.

"Each one another." Lu Yu said as he looked at the WeChat nickname "poor children become monks early".

After seeing Xia Lu off, Lu Yu immediately came to the bedroom and took out a bag of money from under the bed. This was a huge sum of 800,000 yuan - no, I paid 10,000 yuan before, and Lu Yu felt a pain in his mind.

Qian Lan's sarcastic voice came from the bronze mirror: "You are so embarrassed, 800,000, you can hand over 10,000!"

"What, I got this 800,000 with my life!"

"Yes, the boss is the most awesome!" Zhang Liang squatted beside him and said with a smile, "Boss, I have done my best and I have cooked noodles for you, hehe..."

"It's okay, take it!" Lu Yu pulled out three hundred dollars and handed it over.

"I'm going, right? 800,000, you can share three hundred for me!" Zhang Liang was uneasy in an instant.

"A hundred thousand, does it have anything to do with you?"

"I...at least I have provided a venue. I feel so uncomfortable with the death of people here. I cannot ask someone to do a ritual or something..."

"I'll do it for you, it's free."

Zhang Liang held his forehead.

Lu Yu then thought that after all, this guy had seen the supernatural incident and knew his identity as a mage. If someone needed someone to run away in the future, it would be appropriate to find him, so he gave him another 2,000 yuan.

After giving a few instructions, Lu Yu went out with his bag, came to the bus stop, and waited for the bus to the western suburbs.

At the same time, Xia Lu also took a bus back to the office of the investigation office and herself and Zhong Zewen.

Zhong Zewen was reading the information. When he saw Xia Lu come back, he hurriedly said, "Show me the information about that person. I always think his name is very familiar."

Xia Lu found Lu Yu’s information from the tablet and handed it over, saying, “I’ve tried it, I’m a little smart, but my cultivation and talent are average.”

"It seems he..."

Zhong Zewen opened the drawer of his desk and took out a stack of files. These were all suspected supernatural cases that have occurred in the city recently and were transferred to him.

"It's the death case of Wang Zhang (the owner of the braised meat shop)!"

Zhong Zewen extracted the files and found out the transcripts made by the parties involved in the case in the investigation and office. The bottom signature was Lu Yu.

"Is it him?"

Xia Lu was also surprised to see Lu Yu's name, "It should be... no problem."

"I have investigated that case, no problem. What I care about is not this, but the result of the autopsy at that time. There was a copper coin in the mouth of the body and a rope mark on the body. This technique is very rare, very similar to... Fanshe! I wanted to follow up and investigate, but there were several cases such as the morgue and other cases, and I had never spared it."

Xia Lu opened her mouth, "The legend... the successor of the Fan Society?" Recalling the process of dealing with Lu Yu, she shook her head and said, "Even if her cultivation can be fake, the feeling he gives people... how to say it is not very similar."

"If it were like him, everyone could see his identity!" Zhong Zewen gave her a blank look, "Of course, it may not be him, but this person is very suspicious. You have a chance to contact him recently!"

"I? There are so many things, I don't have time."

"Turn all these messy things!" Zhong Zewen said blamingly, "The family arranged for us to intern in this small place. Do you really treat yourself as an intern? Don't forget, why did we come for!"

"I understand." Xia Lu stuck out her tongue.

In the western suburbs, in an old residential community, a middle-aged woman, holding the hand of a little girl of eight or nine years old, was walking on the way home.

At the entrance of the community, there was a roasted sweet potato. When walking past the side, the little girl was immediately attracted by the fragrance and swallowed her saliva and looked back.

The woman carefully captured it and smiled and said, "Lele, do you want to eat it?"

Lele lowered her head and didn't say anything.

"Boss, come the biggest one!" The woman went over and weighed a roasted sweet potato, stuffed it into the girl's hand, and said softly: "Lele, this is not an orphanage anymore. Auntie only has you, one child. Just tell her what she wants to eat in the future. You don't have to be embarrassed."

Lele bit his lips and held the roasted sweet potatoes tightly with both hands.

When I got home, my aunt went to cook. Lele did her homework in the living room. From time to time, she turned her head and looked at the decorations in the room with a strange look.

She was adopted from an orphanage and has been in this strange family for a month, but she is still a little uncomfortable.

"Lele, what flavor do you want to eat ribs? Braised or sweet and sour?" The aunt's happy voice came from the kitchen.

"Everything is OK..." Lele replied dryly.

"Okay, wait, auntie will show you your skills tonight!"

Lele lowered her head and started doing her homework, but tears blurred her eyes.

Once upon a time, her favorite dish was the sweet and sour pork ribs made by her mother.

"Mom, I'm very good. I was adopted by an aunt. The aunt treats me very well, but I... still miss you very much." She wrote these words in the exercise book, but tears kept dripping, and her handwriting was quickly lost.
Chapter completed!