The old house is close to the ground, It is a lunch break room on the ground on weekdays, since there is a better new house, this side has been reduced to a tool room, which is full of all kinds of messy things, Looking at the past in the night, it is dark and faint and some edges and corners, and I don't know what it is.

Turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, looked at it, there was a lock on the door, Shen Mei got the key in advance, reached out and unscrewed the lock, went in and looked, There was nothing unusual, the pesticide bottle was still rolling on the ground and no one cleaned it up, probably the bottle.

Shen Mei didn't know much about this thing, pesticides are poisonous, and children generally don't touch it, he was a child when he was in the village, and no one would let this thing appear in his sight.

The green bottle looks very much like some kind of inferior wine bottle, the red label attached to it is very eye-catching, and the edges are already yellowed, it can be seen that it is a bottle with a relatively long history, Shen Mei pads his hand with a tissue, picks up the bottle and looks at it.

Some of the remaining white dots of dried matter stuck to the label, the smell inside has long been dissipated, but when you get closer to your nose and smell it, you can still smell the smell of pesticides, which is not bad, but it is definitely not good, how can this kind of thing be drunk in the stomach?

Squinting at it, the light of the flashlight was quite bright, and it was possible to see that there were still obvious handprints on the bottle with dust on it, but when it came to the fingerprints, it was impossible to see them.

In fact, fingerprints are useless now, and being able to touch this bottle does not mean that it will harm the uncle.

Shen Mei is a little bit unwilling, thinking that this matter is too ridiculous, but in the eyes of the villagers, it is very common for someone to commit suicide without thinking of drinking pesticides, at least everyone has heard of it, but most of them are women who often do this, quarrel with their mother-in-law, and quarrel with their husbands.

Anyway, drinking pesticides is not necessarily a certain death, as long as you go to gastric lavage before you die, most of them can be saved, and when everyone has a mobile phone, the chance of regretting and being saved is also greater.

Nothing.

The room is very clean, the eldest uncle is a neat person, except for the patriarchal point, no one can say that he is not good, whether it is farming or cleaning up the housework, it is neat and clean.

Shen Mei took one last look, put the pesticide bottle still on the ground, and walked out to lock the door again.

"I think it's all normal, there's nothing to be suspicious about. Qiu Changfeng said.

"Let's go, I'm afraid of ghosts. "Moissan's is muttering again.

Bai Baobao was unwilling to be lonely, and asked: "Why are you afraid of ghosts?"

Old man Long sneered: "You just think too much, what can you do, isn't it just drinking pesticides, there are still a lot of suicides by jumping off buildings in the city?

"Dead pure. Xie Yuan said suddenly.

Since Zhao Cangjie came to Shen Mei, it was the first time he heard Xie Yuan speak, and his tone felt flat, as if he was not interested in anything, as if he was already a dead man.

"Boom, let's go, I'm scared. "Moissan's will always be able to live as a little woman, and his weak and pitiful strength is almost ready to come out.

Zhao Cangjie was a little helpless, I heard that multiple personalities were all due to drastic changes in the main personality, which was generated, so what happened to Shen Mei that gave rise to such a personality as Mo Sang?

Compared with this one, others explain it better, for example, the eternal three-year-old white baby, may represent the curious and ignorant side of Shen Mei, a child who followed his grandparents before the age of ten, it is not incomprehensible to have a little simple curiosity.

and was bullied, which gave rise to the irascible temper of Qi Ge and the personality of Qiu Changfeng, who took chivalry and righteousness as his own responsibility.

If you learn to be sensible, you will naturally have a personality like Old Man Long, who is similar to the direction of life, and seems to have seen through the road ahead at once.

As for Xie Yuan, it may be that he encountered some negative things and was hit, so he naturally had some condensation of negative emotions.

After explaining them one by one, what is incomprehensible is Mo Sansan, what happened to Shen Mei's subconscious to produce a feminine hum?

Can crying help?

Can it be useful if women are weak?

Or is it just a simple escape, not wanting to face reality?

Zhao Cangjie didn't know how to study this kind of heart, to be honest, cases of multiple personalities were actually rare, and he was the only one he had ever seen who could make a tea party in his mind.

I have to say that Shen Mei manages his personal privacy very well, and he was able to hide such a big thing from anyone else, which may also have something to do with the fact that he has been relatively independent since he was a child.

Grandpa Shen has three sons, grandchildren, even if it is an only child, there are three, Shen Mei is not very special, even if he has followed Grandpa Shen for many years, he is not the most precious one, there are many words in his heart that Grandpa Shen will not listen to.

This loneliness has long contributed to his independence, but it has also separated others from approaching him.

He can carry everything by himself, and he doesn't need anyone to interfere or tell anyone.

Just like about the suicide of the eldest uncle, he didn't tell anyone if he was suspicious about it, but came to check it himself, but now there is no result, and no one knows what he thinks in his heart.

Before going to bed, Shen Mei wrote down the matter into a diary, recorded it on his mobile phone, and then handed over his body to Zige, although Zige was short-tempered, he was the most trusted one by Shen Mei, and before Qiu Changfeng appeared, he was simply the boss's position.

"There is no romance here, you let me put my body, I practice my fists and feet, and my body is always sluggish, I said it earlier, even if it is for sports performance, you should be diligent. "It's the first time that Qiu Changfeng has been so aggressive in fighting for control of his body.

Ziggy let out an "oh" and gave up his body without saying a word.

Qiu Changfeng jumped up from the bed, when several of them lived together, everything in the outside world could be heard and felt at the same time, and now this feeling...

"So handsome!" Mo Sansang cried, and her mood seemed to be better again.

Farmhouses are houses with small yards, even if they are newly built, the style has evolved and it is inevitable to bring a yard planted with moon flowers, the small yard has a water pipe pool on one side, and a row of moon flowers is planted on the other side, the faint fragrance of flowers permeates the night, quiet and refreshing.

Grandpa Shen is old, he went to bed early, Shen's mother is still guarding the mourning hall, and he will live in the neighborhood at night, the villagers, most of this Sangzi Village are related, if it is said that it is a family, it is almost the same, now young people are running out, there are many empty rooms, just find a few, they can also live spacious and comfortable.

Qiu Changfeng is practicing fists and feet, this kind of rough martial arts that does not meet the definition of a hero at all will show benefits at this time, anywhere, there is a place to move can be played.

Zhao Cangjie looked at this set of boxing techniques from the perspective of the protagonist, it was very ordinary, and there was no illusory to unscientific internal force, what can this mean? Even if it is a multiple personality, but the things that the personality has mastered will still be limited, and it needs to be followed up and learned.

Anyway, he can see the shadow of military boxing from this set of boxing techniques, and there seem to be some applications such as jiu-jitsu, even if ordinary people can know it, they will probably have to study it with some thought.

After dozens of minutes of punching, Qiu Changfeng made a beautiful end and won the praise of Moissan. Boys like happy rivers and lakes, and girls like young heroes who are happy and enmity on the rivers and lakes.

"What's the big deal. Ziggy whispered.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you!" Qiu Changfeng was very generous, and he didn't take Zigge's sour anger to heart at all.

Regarding this question, Ziggy denied it, "I have little time, and I have to spend time practicing boxing, so I don't have it, I can do a lot of things with this time." ”

It was probably rejected a lot, and Qiu Changfeng didn't take this matter to heart, so he turned his head and went to wash, and after everything was cleaned up, he replaced it with Qige.

Even if there is no romance, Ziggy still has something to do, Shen Mei brought several papers with him when he came back, and now there is no homework, some are just one by one, and each subject can be stacked flush with the desktop.

Zhao Cangjie waited for a while, and Qi Ge finished brushing the two rolls before going to sleep.

After waiting for a while, to make sure that no one was using his body anymore, Zhao Cangjie tried to control his body, this feeling was very strange, as if he was wearing a piece of clothing that was not light, very heavy and very steady.

There is only one body, but there are eight personalities, even if you exclude Bai Baobao and Xie Yuan, who basically have no right to use the body, and an old man Long, the five people are a little too different.

In the past few days, Zhao Cangjie has basically not had his turn to use his body, and this is the first time.

Because of the simplicity of the plot, Zhao Cangjie's mentality is very relaxed, and he probably felt the power that this world can allow, so he continued to cultivate his spiritual power, for no other reason, with his current state of residence in the body, it is obviously a bit wasteful to do anything else, there is no way to persevere, only the spiritual power works quickly, cultivates quickly, and can be clearly distinguished from others, and will not be used by others, which is the most important thing.

Otherwise, after working hard to make wedding dresses for others, Zhao Cangjie felt that he might as well save his efforts.

In the dark room, it was as if a light pried open the crack in the door, dividing the dim room into light and dark. The bright half, Moissan, who was stimulated by the light to open her eyes, muttered, turned her head and went back to sleep, she lay on a bed, the white bed had no decoration.

Not far from her, Qiu Changfeng, who was standing against the wall, opened his eyes and looked at the light, a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, and closed his eyes again to maintain a state of recuperation.

In the place where the light does not shine, several people have their eyes closed, they quietly maintain a posture of sitting against the wall, one of the black figures, silently opened their eyes, staring at the crack in the door where the light shines...

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