After the strings of the pipa were broken, they collapsed as the spiritual energy on them disappeared.
As if nothing has ever been released
After the girl swayed a few times, she suddenly fell to the ground.
Ding Xiaoyi was startled when he saw this. He quickly rushed into the courtyard of the house and ran down the stairs to the top of the building to take a look.
The girl fell to the ground, her whole body was cold, but she was still breathing.
"Still alive!"
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi took out his mobile phone and dialed the emergency number.
Help the girl on the stool.
I thought back to the magician’s explanation in class.
Generally, spirit-level creatures develop psychic powers under certain circumstances, and this psychic power will affect the people around them.
Let them be controlled by the parasite unknowingly.
The girl was afraid that she had been playing the pipa for who knows how long. After carefully examining her hands, she found that her fingers, which were originally very tender, had broken skin and were red and swollen.
But I must be exhausted.
Pick up the pipa on the ground.
At this time, I saw a thin layer of gold powder on the pipa.
Turning around and looking at it, I saw a line of small block letters behind the pipa, with a neat line of small words written on it.
[Thank you to the eldest sister of the Lin family, Ms. Lin Jingtao.
He sacrificed his life for righteousness and solved my family's great disaster. However, the fire is ruthless and it is difficult to repay him without leaving any bones.
I picked up the broken zither, repaired it, and enshrined it in the family hall. I dare not forget your kindness.
Old carpenter Chen Zhangguo, April 28, 1932.]
After Ding Xiaoyi read the small print, he felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. This old carpenter must be the family that was saved by the woman at that time.
"Lin Jingtao!"
He thought about the name over and over again, and after silently writing it down in his mind, he put the lute on the table.
This Pipa has no psychic power, and the spirit on it has completely disappeared. Strictly speaking, it is no longer a parasite of psychic creatures.
I just don’t know why this thing has psychic powers.
The ambulance came soon.
A doctor also came with me. After a simple examination, he concluded that he had hypoglycemia.
There is no need to go to the hospital, just give her some glucose.
As for the cost, the bus fare is 12, the glucose is 3, plus the consultation fee is 2, the total is 17 alliance coins.
In terms of medical treatment, the alliance has indeed tried to provide maximum support with preferential treatment.
Although most diseases can still be described as burning money once they enter the hospital.
But as in history, the thing where a cold caught you and cost you six to seven hundred dollars has long since disappeared.
And because of technological advancement, auxiliary tools for consultation are becoming more and more powerful.
The current medical law strictly prohibits the abuse of elimination methods for consultation.
For a minor illness like this, you don't even need to go to the hospital, you just get a simple cost.
As for the consultation fee, it falls within the preferential scope of the policy and is exempted.
The girl probably regained her composure after a while, and then slowly opened her eyes with a confused look on her face.
"You fainted just now. When I saw it, I called the doctor for you."
The girl looked at the glucose still hanging on her hand, but she still couldn't remember what happened.
I'm not surprised by this.
After being controlled by parasites, people's thinking will be affected.
The influence of girls is not profound, but fragments cannot be escaped.
"Do you still remember this? You were playing it all the time just now!"
He brought the pipa over, and the girl took it and took a look, finally getting some impression.
"I don't know how to play this. It was passed down from my grandfather for many generations. I thought it was too old and the strings were gone, so I put new strings on it and thought of it as a collection.
Put it away, strange, why are all these strings broken!"
"Continue the string!"
Among Xia people, this word is more commonly used to refer to the wife who takes another wife after his wife dies, so it is called "Xuxian".
After the girl re-strung the pipa, the pipa became psychic?
This explanation is a bit confusing.
"Oh, these strings are not gold, they are gold-plated! The gold is all gone. They are indeed profiteers. I want to report them!"
At this time, after careful inspection, the girl became a little embarrassed.
It turned out that what she wanted was a golden string made of pure gold, but now she saw that all the gold was gone, and it was obviously just gold-plated.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't pay attention at first.
However, after the girl explained, he suddenly remembered keenly the gold powder scattered on the pipa when he picked it up.
Gold plating cannot just be sprinkled into powder.
Afraid of gold... Just as he thought that the problem might be gold, something suddenly occurred to his mind.
A bad and bold guess came to my mind like a bolt from the blue.
This made his heart skip a beat: "If I go, it won't be the piece of gold I sold!!"
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi quickly asked: "After the strings were renewed, did anything abnormal appear?"
abnormal??
The girl thought for a while and said uncertainly: "During that time, I always dreamed!"
"Dreaming? What are you dreaming about??"
"Well..." When Ding Xiaoyi asked this question, the girl's face suddenly turned red, and she shook her head and said, "It's a dream, there are weird things, who remembers what they dreamed about?"
Seeing that the girl couldn't ask anything, he didn't want to ask any more questions.
Ask clearly for the name and address of the shop that refills the strings of the pipa.
Ding Xiaoyi said goodbye to the girl and left.
The girl also seemed a little tired, lying on the chair waiting for the glucose infusion to finish.
While waiting, I took out my mobile phone, preparing to complain to that store, and hummed a little song.
Ding Xiaoyi had just reached the stairs. After listening to it for a while, wasn't this the song he heard in the Shanghai Dance Hall?
He thought for a while and didn't ask any more questions. He didn't want to arouse the girl's alertness to this matter.
Sometimes it's good to be confused.
Since there is no real harm, let this matter go as it is.
But the gold matter still needs to be investigated.
Walk home and let Meatball spit out the things and put them away.
Lying on the chair, I thought for a while, took out my cell phone, and called an old classmate of mine.
"Du~~du~~Hey! Xiao Yi, did you remember to call me?"
The voice on the phone was very clear and powerful. Although it was my old classmate, this guy was four years younger than me, and he had jumped all the way to Gase.
No need to use any connections, just use scores to crush them.
He is a completely abnormal academic god.
Fortunately, this guy studied history, not the same subject as me.
It is said that a group of people who were also studying history treated him like a god of plague.
This is not because he is not popular, but because this guy's research on history and control of his analytical skills are simply inhuman.
You come up with a historical hypothesis, and this guy can completely refute your hypothesis based on four or five six irrelevant data.
The key is that you still have no way to defend yourself, because this guy is so reasonable that you can't find any loopholes.
To use his favorite catchphrase.
History is like a little girl who can be dressed up by anyone.
You want to know the truth, but you can't just take off people's clothes.
Then you will be called a gangster and invited to drink coffee.
So you need to tap sideways.
Only by looking at the cuffs, collars, and even the seams of the skirt can you see the truth inside!
"Haha, Lao Miao, let me ask you something. Do we Xia people have a history of the Republic of China?"
After a short moment of silence on the other end of the phone, I heard the reply:
"Yes, according to historical data, many great men were born in this era. The two most famous ones are Lu Xun and Zhou Shuren."
"Uh... I just want to know about the war!"
As an old man, I said that these two people were not interested at all, but just wanted to know about the war of the Republic of China.
"War?? Well...it's in the information, but there are two versions.
One is that we were invaded by the Yamato clan for many years, and it took eight years to defeat the Yamato clan.
The other is that the Yamato tribe invaded us and it took eight years to escape!
The former may be huge, the latter... I found a lot of film and television materials.
To be honest, those people in the film and television materials may not be able to fight in our league now.
So I think the possibility of the former is very high,
But now there is a lot of controversy about this period of history, so it is divided into two factions.
As I just said, Lu Xun and Zhou Shuren.
Supporters from the two sides quarreled when they met, and they even got into a fight at the seminar some time ago!"
When I said this on the phone, I suddenly realized that I had gone off topic, so I coughed twice and said in a serious voice:
"My thought is that during that time, there must have been a fight, and we suffered a lot!"
After saying that, he continued on the phone: "Little B, if you want to know these things, we can meet and have a chat. I've heard about your family's affairs. Sorry, if you really can't get along, come to me."
, our relationship, I will definitely not cheat you!"
"Lao Miao, thank you, but you know my temper!"
After Ding Xiaoyi declined the other party's kindness, he hung up the phone.
It's not that I don't trust this old classmate, it's just that I don't want to owe others anything for nothing.
Furthermore, I am living a pretty good life now, and the monthly union allowance is enough to support my expenses.
Lying on the chair, thinking about everything he saw today.
He believed Lao Miao's words, and even wanted to tell Lao Miao that the scene he saw with his own eyes was also the memory carried by the pipa.
This made him feel a little depressed for a while.
However, he understands the Alliance's approach of concealing the history of the war. After all, a world that moves forward with hatred will not go far!
Sheriff Black Cat was also at this time, jumping into his arms obediently.
Ding Xiaoyi allowed himself to be rubbed and touched, and seemed to enjoy it very much.
In the eyes of the Sheriff, the unique apricot smell on his body is the best cat food for him.
Just lie in his arms for a while with your eyes closed, and you will feel full of energy and indescribable comfort.
Ding Xiaoyi stroked the black cat in his arms, thought for a moment, and then picked up the phone. The call was to Wang Jialiang.
"Du~du~~Hey! I'm Wang Jialiang, what's wrong with Xiao Yi?"
He took a deep breath and said to Wang Jialiang: "I want to report it!"