Chapter 294

The fortune teller stared at him for a long time and slowly said, "you're not here to tell fortune, you're here..."

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

Fortune teller: "

Sure enough, I can't make money again today.

But it's better not to make money than to lose his job. It's easy for this man in front of him to catch himself in the Bureau.

He said carefully, "please go ahead."

Yan Zhengwei didn't beat around the Bush and directly asked the question: "have you heard that people who have died can return to the world in some way..."

If you ask someone this question, he will look at him with very strange eyes and think he is crazy, but the fortune teller doesn't.

The fortune teller leaned on the glass with his arm in his arms. He looked relaxed and said very old-fashioned, "what you said is' reincarnation through the dead '

Yan Zhengwei was really amateur in this regard. For a moment, he nodded and said, "it should be."

The fortune teller looked at him and stroked his beard. He seemed to be thinking about something, but a moment later, he overturned his idea.

"I have heard of it, but... The conditions are very harsh and it is impossible to achieve it," he said

"Why do you say that?" Yan Zhengwei asked.

The fortune teller lowered his eyes slightly. Next, he spent three minutes describing in detail the conditions that need to be met for 'reincarnation'

"First of all, the dead must die in the Yin year, the Yin month, the Yin day and the Yin hour. In the first 15 years after death, on the death day of each year, the area dedicated to the memorial tablets must rain in a specific five element hour, so as to retain the soul of the dead."

"Next, on the 20th anniversary of the death of the deceased, a boy needs to put the white plum blossom branch near the memorial tablet of the deceased. Since then, the ceremony has been completed."

"Then, just wait for the opportunity. If someone with the same name and surname and the same eight characters dies near the memorial tablet, the moment of death will 'revive the soul through the dead body'."

Yan Zhengwei took a deep breath.

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

"Finally, all the above conditions must be completely coincidental, and there can be no man-made factors..." the fortune teller smiled mysteriously: "you said, how can there be such a coincidence? Isn't it impossible?"

Yan Zhengwei nodded thoughtfully. After thinking for a moment, he relaxed and breathed out.

If what the fortune teller said is true, since "no man-made factors can exist", then the elder martial sister's rebirth is purely a masterpiece of the right time, place and people. It will not be the wrong intention of others. The elder martial sister will not be restrained in the future and can do what she wants to do. In this way, he will be relieved.

Back to the teahouse, Yan Zhengwei bowed his head and searched in his mobile phone.

He didn't know any Yin years, Yin months or specific five element hours, but he was as smart as him and quickly found the simplest way to verify whether the fortune teller's words were true.

He remembered the death day of the elder martial sister. He checked it. In the first 15 years after the death of the elder martial sister, there was rain every year

Su Jinyang, who came back from the bathroom, looked at director Yan opposite. His expression was sometimes serious and sometimes relaxed. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't dare to disturb him.

In fact, Yan Zhengwei is thinking about one thing.

Who is the boy who placed the white plum flower branch next to the memorial tablet of elder martial sister?

He tried to ask Su Jinyang by side. Over the years, countless people have visited Su's house, not to mention 20 years ago. Su Jinyang really didn't remember.

If you have a chance to know who it is, you must let the elder martial sister thank the boy.

Without his white plum blossoms, the dead are still alive, but elder martial sister can't come back.

Calculate the boy, he should be in his 20s now

——

This way in Z city.

In the next few days, Bo Yunli sent Su to Wenni's Institute every day.

She is now helping in the sterile culture room. The sterile culture room is not the core of the Institute, but she contacted this part 40 years ago and has a foundation. Wen Ni gave her several foreign language books with high professionalism.

Wen Ni is very welcome to help and learn.

Wen Ni did not ask other researchers to take special care of Su, but the researchers saw that the men who sent Su to the Institute every day were not ordinary people at first sight. They had a strong aura and dared not look at him.

Coupled with the attitude of Wen Ni and Si Qing towards Su ye, the researchers tacitly understood what was going on.

It was the royal family who came in through the back door~

Su also had sharp eyebrows and cold looks. On the first day, the researchers were afraid to talk to her. On the surface, they were respectful, but in fact, they looked down on her.

The researchers in Wenni Institute are either doctors or postdoctors. They are very proud in their bones.

However, they soon found that Su ye, who came in through "improper means", really had two brushes.

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

During the break, in addition to reading those professional foreign language books, I was observing the Petri dish, and often put forward some novel ideas that were not mentioned in the books. My brain was very alive, so I couldn't help but change her.

Today is the fourth day of Su Yelai's Research Institute. She has fully adapted to this job.

At more than 3 p.m., Bo Yunli and Si Qing came out of the conference room of the Institute.

Si Qing is always cynical and doesn't have any shape. Bo Yunli is the kind of ice face whose face doesn't change when Mount Tai collapses in front, so they don't change their expression every time they enter and leave the conference room.

Very mysterious.

What the hell are they doing in the conference room?

Si Qing chewed gum, put the empty coffee cup in his hand into the dustbin, and looked around the conference room carelessly: "didn't Lin Zhan say he would 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 doing here?"

Si Qing's shoulder collapsed lazily: "it seems that it's a stray dog adopted by his blind date. His skin disease has not been good. I want to ask Su for help to see if there's any medicine."

"Tut," Bo Yunli said, and his expression suddenly cooled down.

How many times have you met?

Before the details were found out, he dared to take it from Su Ye.

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

The little researcher's ears were red, pointed to his left and whispered, "they're going that way."

"Let's go and have a look," Si Qing said, turning his head to Bo Yunli.

“……”

What's special around you? There's Bo Yunli?

There's only air left!

"You boy, wait for me!"