The fortune teller stared at him for a long time and spoke slowly: "You are not here to tell fortunes, you are here..."

Yan Zhengwei smiled: "Sir, don't be nervous, I just have one thing to ask you."

fortune teller:"……"

Sure enough, I couldn't make any money today.

However, it is better to not make money than to lose a job. If the person in front of him wants to catch him and get into the game, it will be easy.

He said carefully: "Please speak."

Yan Zhengwei did not beat around the bush and directly raised the question: "I wonder if you have heard that people who have passed away can return to the world through some method..."

If you ask someone about this kind of question, then the person will definitely look at him with a very strange look, thinking he is crazy, but the fortune teller does not have it.

The fortune teller hugged his arms and leaned against the glass, with a relaxed expression and said in a very sophisticated manner: "What you said is 'returning the soul through borrowing a corpse'?"

Yan Zhengwei was really amateur in this regard. He reacted for a moment and nodded, "It should be."

The fortune teller looked at him and stroked his beard, as if he was thinking about something, but after a moment, he overturned his own thoughts.

He said: "I have indeed heard of it, but... the conditions are very harsh and it is impossible to achieve."

"Why did you say this?" Yan Zhengwei asked.

The fortune teller lowered his eyes slightly, and then he spent a whole three minutes to describe in detail the conditions needed to "resurrender through corpses"...

"First of all, the deceased must die in the Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, Yin hour, 15 years after death, the area where the cemetery is worshipped must rain heavily within a specific five elements hour to retain the soul of the deceased."

"Next, on the 20th anniversary of the deceased, a boy must put the white plum blossom branches near the deceased's tablet, and from then on, the courtesy will be completed."

"Then, we are waiting for the opportunity. Near the tablet, if someone with the same name and surname as the deceased and whose eight characters dies, the moment of death, he will 'return to the corpse'."

Yan Zhengwei took a deep breath.

Next, the fortune teller glanced at him and said the most important one.

"Finally, all the above conditions must be completely coincidental, and there cannot be any artificial factors..." The fortune teller curled his lips mysteriously and smiled: "You said, how could such a coincidence be there? Isn't this impossible?"

Yan Zhengwei nodded thoughtfully, and after thinking for a while, he breathed relaxedly.

If what the fortune teller said is true, since "there cannot be any artificially promoted factors", then the rebirth of the senior sister is purely a right time, place and people, and will not be a masterpiece of others' intentions. The senior sister will not be restrained in the future and can do what she wants. In this way, he will feel at ease.

Back at the tea room, Yan Zhengwei lowered his head and searched on his mobile phone.

He doesn't understand the Yin year and Yin month, nor does he understand the specific Five Elements Hours, but he is as smart as he can quickly find the easiest way to verify whether the fortune teller's words are true.

He remembered the death day of his senior sister in mind. He checked it. In the first 15 years after his senior sister's death, there was indeed rain on every year's death day...

Su Jinyang, who came back from the bathroom, looked at Director Yan opposite him, with his expression sometimes serious and sometimes stretching. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and he didn't dare to disturb him.

In fact, Yan Zhengwei was thinking about one thing.

Who would be the boy who placed white plum blossom branches next to the senior sister's tablet?

He tried to ask Su Jinyang in a slight manner. Over the years, there were countless people who had visited the Su family, not to mention that it happened 20 years ago, and Su Jinyang really had no impression.

If you have the chance to know who it is, you have to let your senior sister thank the boy very much.

Without his white plum blossom branches, the deceased remained the same, but the senior sister could not have come back.

If you think about this boy, you should be in your 20s now...

——

Here in City Z.

In the next few days, Bo Yunli would send Su Ye to Wen Ni's research institute every day.

She is now helping with the sterile culture room. The sterile culture room is not the core of the research institute, but she has come into contact with this part 40 years ago and has a foundation. Wen Ni gave her several foreign documents with high professionalism.

Wen Ni welcomed this very much while helping and studying.

Wen Ni did not ask other researchers to take special care of Su Ye, but the researchers saw the men who sent Su Ye to the institute every day. They looked like they were not ordinary people, and they had a strong aura, which made people dare not look at him.

Coupled with Wen Ni and Si Qing's attitude towards Su Ye, the researchers tacitly understood and soon understood what was going on.

It turned out to be a royal relative who came in through the back door~

Su Ye's eyebrows and eyes were sharp and cold. On the first day, the researchers didn't dare to talk to her. They were respectful on the surface, but in fact they looked down on her very much.

Researchers in the Wen Ni Research Institute are either doctoral or postdoctoral fellows, and they are very proud at heart.

But soon, they discovered that Su Ye, who came in through "unfair means", really had two tricks.

Although she is a Chinese, she is fluent in foreign languages, learns things quickly, and has nothing to do. When Bo Yunli is away, she will eat whatever the researchers eat.

During the break, in addition to reading those professional foreign books, I just observe petri dishes, and often put forward some novel ideas that were not mentioned in books. My mind was very active and I couldn't help but change her.

Today is the fourth day after Su Ye came to the institute, and she has completely adapted to the job.

At around 3 pm, Bo Yunli and Si Qing came out of the conference room of the institute.

Si Qing has always been cynical and has no right shape. Bo Yunli has the kind of ice-cold face that has never changed even before the collapse of Mount Tai, so their expressions have not changed at all every time they enter and exit the conference room.

Very mysterious.

What the hell are they doing in the conference room?

Si Qing chewed the gum, threw the empty coffee cup in his hand into the trash can, and looked around the conference room casually: "Don't Lin Zhan say he's going to bring his blind date to the institute today? Why didn't he see anyone?"

Bo Yunli put his hands in his pockets, without any emotion: "What are they going to do?"

Si Qing's shoulders collapsed lazily: "It seems that it was a stray dog ​​adopted by his blind date partner. His skin disease has not been cured. I want to ask Su Ye to help me see if there is any medicine."

"Tsk," Bo Yunli's expression suddenly became cold when she heard this.

How many times have you met?

Before I could find out the details, I dared to take them to Su Ye's side.

Si Qing stopped a pretty researcher and asked her if she had seen Lin Zhan.

The little researcher's ears turned red, he pointed to the left, and whispered: "They went there."

"Let's go over and take a look," Si Qing said, turning to look at Bo Yunli.

“…”

Where is Bo Yunli next to you?

Only air remains!

"You boy wait for me!"

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Thank you [Two liang Xiaojiu], [Dora Xiaoxiao Xiaoxiao Meng], [Sister Ye’s Bo Xiaoxiaofu], [Think about it] The little fairies give you a reward~
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