Chapter 118 Her name is Aunt Mei

   "Is that trash picker a man or a woman?" Yan Junze asked.

   "Female." Uncle Zheng answered while recalling.

  Yan Junze thought for a while: "Who in the community still has an impression of this matter?"

Uncle Zheng wiped his mouth, pointed to the neighborhood, and said, "Uncle Pu who lives on the first floor of Building No. 4, I mean I call him Uncle Pu, you should call him Grandpa. He has lived here for a long time, so he may know something. "

   "Then Uncle Zheng, take your time."

  Yan Junze came out of the duty room, and didn't go home immediately, but went directly to the opposite side of No. 5 building of his home.

  Uncle Pu should be over 90 years old, and his ears are not good. After Yan Junze knocked on the door, Uncle Pu's daughter came out and opened the door.

  Yes, his daughter is 64 years old, and Yan Junze calls her grandma.

  Uncle Pu is lying on the bed. Because of his inconvenient legs and feet, he doesn't get up very often. Even when he gets up, he basically sits in a wheelchair.

  Since the weird eruption, he seldom goes out.

  Yan Junze had seen this old man before. Uncle Pu's hair had fallen out, his body was thin, and his cheekbones were sunken. It is said that he liked to chatter very much.

  Yan Junze said that he was looking for Uncle Pu to ask about the old community, but the uncle's daughter let him into the bedroom.

  As soon as he entered the bedroom, he said with a smile: "Grandpa Pu, hello, don't bother you? I'll ask you for some information."

  Uncle Pu raised his head and looked at Yan Junze with a smile, but he was very kind.

  Yan Junze was afraid that he would not be able to hear what he said, so he turned up the volume: "Hi, grandpa!"

   "Well, the weather is good, the weather is good today." Uncle Pu nodded.

  Yan Junze looked embarrassed, and said again: "Grandpa, I just want to ask you a few words."

   "How do you know I can draw?" Uncle Pu looked surprised.

  Yan Junze turned his head and glanced at Uncle Pu's daughter who was standing behind him. His daughter shook her head and said with a helpless smile, "He's always been like this now, answering irrelevant questions, or...you can just follow suit."

"Follow the fate?" Yan Junze felt that the old people nowadays are quite humorous, turned his head, looked at Uncle Pu, raised his voice again, and said word by word: "Grandpa, do you remember what happened before the underground warehouse in our community was rebuilt?" ?”

   "I remember." Uncle Pu finally answered correctly.

   "Then tell me, I want to know something." Yan Junze nodded and sat down against the edge of the bed.

   "I remember that year, my father said that Suncheon's underground party was chased and intercepted by the enemy. Later, they had no choice but to change their appearance..."

   "Okay, okay, grandpa, I was wrong." Yan Junze stood up, smiled wryly at Uncle Pu's daughter, and then said to Uncle Pu: "I won't disturb you anymore, you should have a good rest."

  Hualuo was about to leave when Uncle Pu's daughter asked curiously, "What do you want to know? Maybe I know too."

  Yan Junze said casually: "I just want to ask a woman who picked up trash in the underground garage before."

   "Oh, you mean Aunt May."

   "Huh? You really know each other." Yan Junze showed surprise.

  Uncle Pu and the woman nodded: "I heard the old man talk about it before. Aunt Mei spent her whole life picking up rubbish. It was very pitiful. Later, her economic conditions improved a little and she has been living in an underground warehouse in Fenghua Community."

   "Didn't the warehouse be converted into a parking lot later?" Yan Junze said.

   "Well, but there is a plumbing maintenance room inside, and Aunt Mei lived in it later. It's just that her rheumatism was very serious, and it seems that this caused other diseases and died."

   "Is she married? Does she have children?"

"No." Uncle Pu's daughter lowered her head and thought for a while, "It seems that I found a pair of abandoned babies later, but they were all disabled. I heard that Aunt Mei was raising them, but I rarely saw them. Later, Aunt Mei was half dead. It took months before her body was discovered."

   "What about the babies?"

   "He died before Aunt Mei, and couldn't support her. Aunt Mei was very sad for this for a long time."

   "Well, I think I understand it, thank you, Grandma Pu." Yan Junze smiled, nodded to Mrs. Pu's daughter, and then left.

   Now it seems that the old woman in the underground garage is definitely Aunt Mei, and those two strange babies are the disabled abandoned babies she picked up.

   But what made Yan Junze curious was that when he turned on [Strange Event Perception], he didn't detect any mission news about Aunt Mei and the two strange babies.

   This shows that Aunt Mei and the others may not have any obsessions, or the strange baby has obsessions, but they were severely suppressed by Aunt Mei.

  This point can be judged from the cowering look of the strange baby when he looked at Aunt Mei.

   Yan Junze was absolutely curious about Aunt Mei's weirdness.

  First of all, this old woman is really amazing. When the back-up girl sees her, she doesn't say anything, just like Ke'er sees other high-level monsters, she just walks away, and she doesn't even have the heart to challenge.

   It shows that Aunt Mei has a very high level of weirdness, but it is unknown what level it is.

  The most important thing is that, in Yan Junze's view, Aunt Mei is very friendly to others, without obsession or resentment. At least for the time being, there is no place that poses a threat to people, otherwise they wouldn't be living silently in the underground garage for an unknown period of time.

  If you can, making friends with Aunt Mei will do more good than harm.

   It’s just that Yan Junze knows that at present, with his [Evil Spirit Locking] skill, it seems that monsters above the level of semi-plastic spirits can’t be locked successfully, not by a mother-in-law, or by a woman with a back body, so Aunt Mei must not be able to lock it.

   "Just like this, buy some candles to see her in two days, set up a return file in advance, and find out if you can establish a relationship with Aunt Mei."

  Yan Junze made up his mind.

  Back home, there was nothing to say all the way.

  At the end of the week, the school notified all the third-year students in advance that they would organize a large class, with teachers from colleges and universities coming to give lectures, as well as past champions of the college entrance examination to teach their test-taking experience.

   This made Yan Junze and Zhou Dali completely unexpected.

   Fortunately, the time is not long, and it will end after about 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

  Yan Junze and Zhou Dali immediately went to the "Tuesday Blessing" gold store, and when they arrived at the processing room, they found that only the two apprentices were there, and the master Gu Bai did not come.

  Yan Junze saw that the mold of the mallet had been made, and it was placed on the table in an orderly manner, but there was no sign of Gu Bai.

   "Master Gu said he will be here in a while, please wait." A disciple greeted and ran away to get busy.

   About half an hour later, Gu Bai came late.

   This guy has very obvious dark circles, drooping eyelids, staggering steps, and looks like he hasn't been well rested.

  Looking at it this way, Yan Junze was worried that he was starting work now.

  However, Gu Bai seemed to be self-aware, so he didn't move immediately. Instead, he sat there to rest for a while, smoked a cigarette, drank a few sips of strong tea made by his apprentice, and felt less tired, so he started.

  Yan Junze wondered, what is this guy doing at night, why is he so tired? Can't you just simply sleep well?

  I want to return to my thoughts, but it is not convenient for him to ask now. He is with Zhou Dali, and he just stands and watches from a distance.

   "Brother Gu, if you find a special structure inside, please stop, I will consider whether to continue." Yan Junze reminded aloud.

  Gu Bai nodded, then shook his head: "Based on my experience, the workmanship of this statue is not very fine, and the chance of having a special structure inside is very small."

   But even though he said so, he was still very careful. Not long after, the statue of Lin Yishan in front of him was melted into a big ball, and Gu Bai carefully poured it into the mold.

   At this moment, a black bead rolled out of the molten golden liquid.

   "Wait a minute." Yan Junze said immediately.

  About the questions about Lu Xin, please be calm, the plot will unfold slowly...

  (end of this chapter)