After Lin Xiao finished the frame with Qin Yu at the entrance of the hotel, the reception dinner could only be over quickly. Lao Mao, Lao Li and others took the car back to their residence in the eighth district, while Qin Yu went back to the division and went to the military doctor for treatment.

After an hour or so, Lao Mao, Zhu Wei, Xu Yan and others returned to the division to visit Qin Yu.

In the health room, Qin Yu was lying on a military hospital bed, slinging in a bottle, and said nothing.

"This Lin Xiao is really ignorant." Standing at the door, the old cat said with some annoyance: "This conflict between husband and wife, whether it is a parent or a brother, can't follow it. At that time, the fire became bigger and bigger, but it was unhelpful to make trouble..."

"Yeah." Zhu Wei also echoed: "He did this, and the rumor spread to Yu's side when he turned his head. That's another matter."

"...!"

These people in the house are all old brothers of the Songjiang family. They don’t usually have much contact with Lin Nianlei, but they are "comrades in arms" who have struggled with Coco for many years, so when talking and chatting, of course they are more backward. Those who are more closely related to the Yu family.

"Xiao Yu, don't get mad, let Leilei talk about it..." Zhu Wei wanted to persuade you.

Qin Yu was very irritable, and he waved his hand and interrupted: "Don't follow the discussion, go, all go out, I want to stay alone for a while."

The voice fell and the room was quiet.

"You all go back, I'm fine." Qin Yu repeated.

"Ugh."

The old cat sighed, "Then you can rest well."

"Don't get angry, Jiujiang has been hit, there is nothing that can't be done."

"...!"

The old brothers persuaded a few words before leaving together.

...

In the ward, the medicine in the infusion tube was ticking, and Xiaosang sat in a daze at the door, and did not dare to speak to Qin Yu.

Quiet, breathing can be heard quietly in the house.

Qin Yu looked at the ceiling blankly, very upset. He originally planned to go to Yanbei to look for Lin Nianlei after receiving the capital from the eight districts, but before this side was over, Lin Xiao killed him and made trouble.

Such a disturbance, this little thing in his own family, must be known to everyone in the Chuanfu.

What's going on behind? What can Yu Jia do? What would Coco think?

And what is Leilei's thoughts on the eighth district?

When he thought of this, Qin Yu's head was about to split. He hit hard, and when he hit Jiujiang, he didn't feel that one thing could be so difficult to deal with...

"Ugh."

Qin Yu sighed, turned over and sat up and shouted: "Small funeral, get me a cigarette."

"Hey."

Xiaosang walked over, reached out and took out the cigarette case.

Qin Yu clicked on one, sat on the bed, and looked out the window to ponder it.

...

The north gate of Chongdu, inside the main room of a small Taoist temple.

But ridiculously asked a Taoist priest: "Dao Chang Yuan, why don't I arrange for everyone to stay in a hotel, the environment here is really a bit crude, this Taoist temple is usually empty, the house has been empty..."

"This is great." Yuan Daochang was in his fifties. He was invited by Coco from Sixiang Mountain to help the Independent First Division choose the address of the cemetery and do memorial activities. It is said that their Taoist temple has the best reputation in the central area of ​​Shu, and has extremely strong business capabilities. They are regarded as the leading team in the industry.

"Then you see, do we need anything else?" Coco asked seriously.

"You just need to prepare according to the list I gave you." Yuan Daochang is thin, with a beard, and a robe. He looks like a fairy style.

"Ok."

Coco nodded, and immediately winked at the secretary next to him.

"Daochang Yuan, this is a little incense money we donated to Sixiang Mountain." The female secretary stepped forward and put the small bag on the table.

"Thank Yu Jushi for his generosity." Yuan Daochang nodded slightly.

"You're welcome, I also ask Yuan Daochang to choose a cemetery for our sacrificed soldiers, and bless the descendants of Chuanfu." Coco nodded with his hands folded.

Yuan Daochang nodded slowly.

Next to him, a little Taoist priest was playing with a lotus. Coco's secretary was a little curious and asked: "Little master, is this for divination?"

"Yes." The little Taoist was taken aback and nodded.

"Hey, can you give me a divination?" The secretary can't get in touch with these metaphysical people at all, and is full of curiosity, wanting the other person to ask about his future.

"Lay, I am very shallow." After shaking his head, the little Taoist replied softly: "But the master can tell."

Yuan Daochang glanced at the little Taoist after hearing the sound, his face was unhappy.

The little Taoist immediately shut up when he heard the sound.

"Master, can you help me figure it out?" the secretary blinked his eyes and asked.

Coco also looked at Yuan Daochang with interest, without saying a word.

"Lay, what do you want to ask?" Yuan Daochang looked at the secretary and replied.

"I want to ask... about marriage." The female secretary thought for a while and replied.

Yuan Daochang thought about it, and nodded slightly to the little Taoist priest, who stepped forward and put the lotus on the table.

Yuan Daochang made a please gesture.

The female secretary came to the table with some excitement, stretched out her hand and shook the picket.

"Snapped!"

As soon as the sign fell on the table, Yuan Daochang picked it up and took a look, then turned to look at Coco: "Yu Jushi, do you want a sign?"

"I..." Coco was taken aback.

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu, please ask!" The female secretary smiled and persuaded.

"Okay, then I'll shake it casually." Coco also picked up the swatch curiously, and shook it with his eyes closed.

At the end of the two hexagrams, the female secretary kept urging Yuan Daochang to help her resolve the sign, but the latter took up paper and pen and wrote two sets of small characters, one set to the female secretary and the other to Coco.

"The hexagram asks about the future, it is against the heavens and harmony." Yuan Daochang said softly: "My fate with the two laymen is exhausted."

"Shenma mean?" the female secretary asked.

Yuan Daochang looked at her and did not reply.

"Don't ask." Coco greeted her, stretched out the note, and saw the twenty small characters on it.

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"Yu Jushi, when we meet again, you owe me money for asking questions." Yuan Daochang said with a smile.

Coco also smiled: "Master, this is fortune-telling today, let me check out tomorrow!"

Yuan Daochang looked at her, but did not answer.

After half an hour, the group of people in the Taoist temple finished their business talks, and returned by car. The female secretary sat in the co-pilot and said inexplicably, "What does the word give me mean? It made me curious. Up."

"Oh, you just listen." Just as Coco was about to persuade the secretary, the phone in his pocket rang: "Hello?"

"Why couldn't you get through the phone just now?!" Yu Wanhe's voice sounded.

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