Chapter 563

Lie down Slot!

Zhuang Diandian is really crazy. Mr. long and Mr. long, could you stop taking part in the fun at this time?

Taoist monk Leng, "alarm clock ring again?"

Zhuang Diandian straightened out her smile. As soon as she came forward, she saw the sudden change of painting style of a group of people on the opposite side. She seemed to be very afraid. She paused and wanted to explain: "that..."

The middle-aged man at the head fell on his knees, raised his hands, and knelt on the ground in a prostrate posture, reciting words, quite respectful.

Then, the hundred people behind him knelt down and read something.

Zhuang Diandian was frightened by the sudden change. He immediately turned back and looked at Xiang'an like asking for help. "What's the matter with them?"

Xiang'an knelt down quickly and said, "uncle said that the God who led them has come back!"

God God?

Zhuang Diandian turned his head and said, "are you here? Where is it? "

Attack soil moisture Yun to narrow up Mou, walk over, attach at her ear side, "is long Ye."

Chuang Dian took a breath, immediately turned around, covered the stone around his neck, and said in a low voice, "are you being deceived again? How can you upgrade to the God of the day? "

In response to her, there was a louder song: "the stone road in Osaka is hard and flat, the watermelon is big and sweet, the girl in Osaka has long braids, and her two eyes are so beautiful..."

Zhuang Diandian's eyebrow angle is hard to smoke, this is the old man of K song sound effect, when can it stop?

In the misty sky, we can't tell whether it's day or night. A group of people kneel respectfully on the ground, waiting for the call of God in the song "if you marry, don't marry others, you must marry me".

Mo Xiaoju came over, "I said, can you stop long Yezi for a while? People have been kneeling for a long time! "

Zhuangtiandian is also very depressed, so he just sits on the floor, "the old man has been holding on for a long time, this time he won't stop singing."

Xiang'an also kneels obediently, but he can't help but go to see the classics curiously.

At this time, the song of the Dragon Lord suddenly stopped.

The middle-aged uncle raised his hands to the sky and said a few more words. After three bows, he got up and walked respectfully to Zhuang Diandian, "you are the messenger sent by God to help us."

Zhuang Diandian got up and said, "me?"

Xu shaoting came over and said in a low voice, "the God of heaven is the Lord of the dragon. The Lord of the dragon is on you now. Aren't you the messenger?"

After the explanation, it will return to its original position automatically.

Zhuang Diandian rolled his eyes, but he didn't expect that Lord long would find a job for her.

She said helplessly, "well, how do you want me to help you?"

* *

near the camp, several new large tents were set up, and a small table was set up in the middle of the open space. Zhuang Diandian sat in front of the table, holding paper and pen, "next."

A sister-in-law in her sixties came forward with a pair of yellow eyes staring at Zhuang Diandian, "I always feel fuzzy when I look at things, sometimes there are white spots..."

Zhuang Diandian recorded his fingers, and Ke Qing, who was behind him, came over immediately. After the examination, he said, "aunt, this is a cataract..."

"Yes, yes There used to be a woman doctor in the PLA who said the same thing.... "

"Come with me, and I'll give you some medicine."

"Good, good."

Zhuang Diandian raised his hand and said, "next."

Another dark uncle came forward: "I want to find my son."

"Name, age, physical characteristics..."

"Forget it."

“…… OK, go and register

Uncle Xu shaoting came to this side, "I want to find my son."

Xu shaoting smiles: "come on, take a picture first."

After the photos were taken, he immediately went into the database to find out the relevant population information. Within a moment, he called up all the information about the uncle and looked at it. He said, "your son is very good now. He lives in Urumqi and has become a grandfather Well, it's a big family with lots of children and grandchildren. "

Uncle listen, silently lowered his head, mouth pulled pull, "have been a grandfather..." Finally, he made a deep bow to him and said, "thank you." No worry uncle, the pace is much faster.

Mo Xiaoju looked, but also sad, "for them, or like peace, do not remember anything good."

Xu shaoting sighed and said: "in fact, they all know what happened and their own state. They are infected by the virus, which is between the living and the dead. They can't see the light all day long."

Zhuangdian continued to register, "next."

At this time, the man who came forward was actually the man who was protecting Saiyang.

He scratched his head and said, "I want to buy a piece of cloth..."

Zhuang Diandian registered, "how big, what color, what use?"

"Well Make clothes for girls... "

Zhuang Diandian looked up at him, narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "to Saiyang?"

The man was embarrassed and laughed, "Hey, hey..."For a moment, Zhuang Diandian was troubled by eight trigrams and asked in a low voice, "when did you two know each other?"

"Well I met you here I like her very much He said, looking down in shame.

"Oh Zhuang Diandian understood and had to admit that they were the best match. After all, Taoist Wang Xia just wanted an answer, and he didn't want to bring guilt to the girl into the coffin. If he knew it was the result, he would be blessed!

So, with a stroke of his pen, Zhuang Diandian said, "yes! I'll give it to you. I promise to make you a beautiful new dress! "

The man was very happy, "thank you! Oh, by the way, my name is Sanger! If you need anything in the future, just tell me! "

Zhuang Diandian smiles and nods. She really likes these people. She is simple and straightforward.

"Kowtow, kowtow" -- being knocked on the table.

She looked up and saw that it was a little boy in an old robe and a small felt hat.

"Auntie!"

Zhuang Diandian's eyebrows twitched twice, lowered his head and gave a gentle smile: "what's the matter with aunt?"

"Auntie, my name is Ziya. I want to know where my sister is?"

"Sister..." Zhuang Diandian called Xu shaoting, who took photos and fingerprints. After a comparison, he got the result.

He looked up and took a look at Chuang Dian Dian. The latter glanced at the screen and was slightly stunned. The above information shows clearly that xiaoziya's sister died the year before last at the age of 72.

For the little boy in front of him, the result may not be acceptable. So, Zhuang Diandian bowed his head and said with a smile, "your sister is very happy now!"

After hearing this, xiaoziya said with a smile, "that's good. I'm so afraid that if she doesn't get married, someone will bully her, and I can't protect her around her..."

When he was worried, Ziya ran to uncle a and told him the result with a smile.

Uncle raised his head and took a look here. He should have guessed Zhuang Diandian's white lie and nodded to her gratefully.