As the saying goes, Buddha wants gold clothes, people want clothes. After the clay Buddha takes gold powder and the repair master's good skills, a murderous aura also appears from his newly repaired eyes, which is daunting. When he sees the clay Buddha looks like a yellow robe, and his leopard eyes are full of lifelike appearance, which makes people feel reverent.

Zhiqing looked at the newly repaired clay Buddha and looked at Zhong Kui next to him. He always felt that there was a little similarity between the two.

Zhong Kui was very careful to learn the clay man for the repair master, and he didn't know anything about Zhiqing's secret glance and comparing him to the clay Buddha.

It was almost noon, because the dilapidated temple was about to be repaired, the villagers nearby spontaneously organized the delivery of food to Zhong Kui and the others. They also wanted to feast their eyes on what the repaired dilapidated temple looked like.

In an instant, the quiet and dilapidated temple became lively because of its popularity, adding a little lively atmosphere.

After the repair of the clay Buddha, the villagers were busy going back to farm, because after the exercise, each household was allocated to the fields. From then on, the villagers were about to enter a new journey of life, without the big pot of rice and the mantra of earning work points and working hard. People had to live a life tightly and seize the golden years to make a fortune with their personal efforts.

After the repairman got the wages paid by Zhiqing, only Zhong Kui and him were left in the dilapidated temple.

Zhong Kui used the remaining clay and according to the children's shadow, he made seven clay figures.

Zhiqing looked at Zhong Kui as if he was serious and monographed. The little man he pinched through him was really good.

Zhong Kui put seven clay figures on the left and right sides of the Zhong Kui statue and smiled with satisfaction.

Just two people were in the dilapidated temple, Zhiqing thought of one thing.

"Zhong Kui, this is the copper coin you embedded in the corpse of the old locust tree that day."

Zhong Kui took the copper coin handed to Zhiqing, and his face suddenly became gloomy and unstable. Then he sighed and said, "It's not over yet, I just don't know when it will break out."

"What will happen?" Zhiqing said nervously.

Zhong Kui smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, maybe it's my illusion."

"By the way, what do you think about the matter at Beimen Station?"

"It's similar to a wolf bite mark. The deceased should be someone we know. It seems that he saw him walking with the man named Liu Mingshan."

"Li Si?" Zhiqing was shocked. He seemed to feel that the invisible death line was beginning to extend, asking for what it deserved. 'Hiss!' "What else will happen to Li Si?"

"I don't know, the situation is not optimistic anyway." Zhong Kui had a black and dirty face, and his slightly raised chin edge, and unknowingly, densely packed or small black stubble appeared. It looked very depressed as the tip of the dodder grass breaking from close up.

Zhiqing was thinking about another thing while picking up a bunch of messy objects.

Something happened to Wallace Chung - Li Si -? Who will be next?

Zhong Kui seemed to see through the other party's thoughts and suddenly said, "The next one should be Liu Mingshan."

A person who is unforgivable is not worthy of mercy, but this is related to the safety of the people and their speech.

When Zhiqing planned to return to the county town with Zhong Kui, he would inform the police station in advance of this matter.

On the way, Zhiqing told Zhong Kui that he was going to join the militia.

Zhong Kui naturally agreed, but he had no objection to anything Zhiqing said.

But neither of them expected that in the days that Zhong Kui encountered many obstacles and embarrassing situations. They were not as simple as they imagined. They just went to militia, went to night school for literacy, etc.

When Zhong Kui and Zhiqing arrived at the police station, the attendees at the police station had just returned. When they heard the words of both of them, they felt incredible and did not believe in the authenticity of the words.

If they don’t believe it, Zhong Kui and Zhiqing can’t force others! They both had to run away from the police station and prepare to go to the armed forces to register.

When they came to the armed forces, they had to fill out their resumes themselves, but Zhong Kui couldn't read a word, so how did they fill in it?

Zhiqing took advantage of the situation and picked up the paper and pen to write it on his behalf. When he handed the resume to the review office, he glanced at Zhong Kui and didn't even give him an interview opportunity, so he let them leave.

Yes! Zhiqing decided to send Zhong Kui to night school to learn to read, hoping that he could at least write down his name, otherwise he would have to hit walls and hit hardships when he went like this.

Zhiqing planned to take Zhong Kui to find other things after he learned to read, so he would find a way out by himself. After settling Zhong Kui, he had to return to the survey team and prepare for work.

There are many people coming to study at night school, and they are also divided into advanced classes, intermediate classes, first-class classes, and three-level classes. The professor's teacher is an old man with gray hair and elegant manners.

The night school usually takes 8 to 10 o'clock, and Zhiqing rented a house nearby and planned to accompany Zhong Kui to study at night school for a few days before returning to City A.

The literacy class was held in the classroom of Class 1, Grade 1, a primary school. The bamboo chairs and benches in the classroom were a bit shabby. The adults sat in rows in the classroom and listened attentively. Not to mention, they were really like students. They wrote and held their chins to look at the blackboard. The font written by the teacher in white chalk was written.

‘The motherland is in my heart, bridge, river, men, women, hands, feet, etc., which are simplest fonts.

Zhong Kui sat in the last row, holding a pencil with fine flowers in his hand, looking silently and writing seriously.

There is no age-limiting profession in the literacy class. Anyway, you can come if you want to learn. When you sit in the seat, you will have someone to give you a pen and a notebook, and you will be able to read a book together with your deskmate. The books must be returned to the teacher after class, and you will prepare to continue your studies the next day.

Zhong Kui sat in the last row, because of his appearance, no one wanted to sit together for him. So he sat alone in that position for a week. A week later, Liu Mingshan, who had met several times, suddenly came.

Liu Mingshan may really have bad luck! Li Si had an accident just a few days after taking office.

Then various assessment verifications appeared. He eventually failed the assessment level and was revoked from his position as minister. At the same time, he was ordered to study in the literacy class, otherwise he would never be hired.

In this way, Liu Mingshan had to come to the school to study for a literacy class. He still held the last glimmer of hope, hoping that after studying and literate, he could go with the flow and arrange it into government agencies. It is said that the personnel cancelled by the Armed Forces Department can work here if conditions permit, after the government departments and the Armed Forces Department merged into township institutions.

Zhong Kui saw that Liu Mingshan looked unlucky, Yin Tang was black, his eyes were dull, and his whole body seemed to be listless. He knew that something must be in his condition and was about to happen.

Liu Mingshan looked at Zhong Kui, a man who knew him very ugly at the time, had thick iron faces and thick eyebrows and curly hair, and he didn't like him no matter how he looked at him. He moved to the side, not daring to look at him for a second time.

Zhong Kui didn't care about that much. He smiled at the visitor casually and continued to write his own words.
Chapter completed!