Chapter 18: The Strange Little Girl

Inside the office of the director of the orphanage.

When he heard Dean Lu say that he hadn't received the news from your parents yet, even though he had been mentally prepared, Li Qiye's heart sank in an instant.

After Li Qiye got the letter written by his father to himself, every year today, he would come here to ask about his parents.

For no other reason, this day is the day when his parents put him in an orphanage.

For three whole years, every year he came here with hope, and finally returned depressed.

He didn't know, since his parents didn't abandon him, why didn't they come back to find him after nineteen years?

What's more, I don't even know how long I can live, why can't my parents let me see him, why don't they even let him fulfill such a simple wish?

Li Qiye's expression was gloomy, and he walked out of the courtyard office with his head down.

He just wants to be alone now.

The monk looked at Li Qiye's lonely back, and couldn't help but say a little sadly, "I didn't expect that Master Li Shi is also a man with a story." ”

"Hmph, are you still in the mood to take care of others? Say, why are you here again?" Dean Lu looked at the monk who had quit sex, and he was angry, after all, every time the monk came here, there was nothing good.

Wang Tao, who was about to chase out, also stopped.

Again, there's a situation!

walked to the side and sat down, looking like a crowd eating melons.

Glancing at Wang Tao, who had gone and returned, the monk smiled and said embarrassedly, "Dad, the golden body repaired by the Buddha in the temple is broken, and they asked me to go down the mountain to raise money, saying that if I can't get the money, they won't let me go back." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Tao on the side fell off the stool without sitting firmly.

"What? Master of Chromosity, what do you call Dean Lu?"

Without waiting for the monk to speak, Dean Lu snorted coldly and said, "You heard me right, he is my son." ”

What the hell? The monk turned out to be Dean Lu's son? If he hadn't heard Dean Lu admit it in person, Wang Tao wouldn't have believed it if he was beaten to death.

Just look at the appearance of the monk who has been prescribed, with a wrinkled face and a full beard, no matter how you look at it, you have to go up at the age of thirty or forty, and it can be the son of Dean Lu?

The co-authored monk is about the same age as himself?

For a while, Wang Tao only felt that his three views had collapsed.

Seeing that his identity was revealed, the monk had nothing to hide, and said with a sad face, "Dad, you must save me this time, if you can't repair the golden body for the Buddha, I will be finished, the abbot They will definitely drive me down the mountain, besides, it is not expensive to cultivate the golden body, as long as it is ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine..."

The more he talked about the back, the quieter the voice of the monk who quit color, and in the end, the faint sound of mosquitoes.

Even so, Dean Lu still heard it clearly, "How much? Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine? Why didn't you sell your father? I didn't let you become a monk in the first place, you had to go, what was the result? Don't think I don't know, you sweep people in the temple every day, so you are embarrassed to ask me for money?"

The monk shrunk his neck, obviously startled by Dean Lu's current appearance.

At this time, Wang Tao on the side finally came back to his senses, he looked at the monk who had quit sex, and said, "Master of Quitting Sex, dare to ask... What's your last name?"

How can the monk who quit sex still have the energy to care about Wang Tao now, and hurriedly replied, "Don't be expensive, your surname is Lu, and your name is impotence." ”

Wang Tao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stood up.

Li Qiye, who walked out of the dean's office, was in a very low mood.

Now, he only felt that there was a stone covering his heart, making him breathless.

It seems that he felt Li Qiye's current mood, and the nails of Li Qiye's fingers on both hands also began to grow at this moment.

That damn feeling once again spread all over Li Qiye's body.

With the sun on his head, Li Qiye exuded an eerie black aura all over his body, but Li Qiye didn't feel anything about all this.

The mind is in turmoil.

It is always said that people must have a head in life, and Li Qiye is the same.

In his heart, his parents, whom he had never met, were the only pillars that supported him to survive.

Now, the pillar has collapsed.

So what's the point of him Li Qiye being alive?

If he hadn't seen his father's letter from beginning to end, and if he had been an orphan from beginning to end, would he still be the same as he is now?

If this is the case, he Li Qiye will definitely work hard to live and live for himself.

The heart hurts.

The intense pain seemed to swallow Li Qiye.

This time, the black gas is stronger than ever.

They seemed to hear Li Qiye's inner voice, they were excited, they were eager.

They didn't mind what Li Qiye did while begging for death.

At this moment, a leather ball rolled to Li Qiye's feet.

Li Qiye's dull eyes also began to regain their clarity.

The black qi on his body was struggling, and they were unwilling to fall asleep again.

As if he had discovered his current state of mind, Li Qiye shook his head self-deprecatingly.

What were his parents sending him to an orphanage for?

But the thoughts he had just now, bent on death, weren't they contrary to his parents?

If his father knew that he would react like this now, would he not leave himself any letters?

His parents are right, who doesn't want their children to live in good health?

It's himself who is at fault.

The moment he received his father's letter, all his thoughts were already wrong.

Li Qiye, who came back to his senses, finally noticed something strange in his body.

Looking at the black nails that had grown a finger long, Li Qiye couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

When he looked at the ball on the ground again, his heart was full of gratitude.

Although he didn't know what happened to him just now, Li Qiye felt that his previous appearance seemed to be the demon in the novel, that is, obsession.

If it weren't for the ball that suddenly rolled to his feet, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Picking up the ball, Li Qiye looked up.

I saw a little girl with pigtails standing pretty, looking at herself with big eyes and a smile on her face.

"This is yours?" Li Qiye shook the ball in his hand at the little girl.

But the little girl didn't say a word, but just looked at Li Qiye blankly.

Looking at the little girl's smiling face, Li Qiye always felt that this smile was weird.

"Think too much..."Li Qiye sighed, handed the ball in his hand to the little girl, and sat down on the swing on the side.

No way, what happened around me in the past few days is too bizarre, which makes me nervous.

That's not a good thing.

"Da, da, da."

As the sound of footsteps sounded in his ears, a pair of small black shoes appeared in his sight.

Li Qiye raised his head, and the little girl from before came to him at some point.

The little girl, as before, was tilting her head and smiling at herself, still holding the ball in her hand.

"Are you going to play with me?" Li Qiye muttered.

Just as he was about to reach out to take the ball in the little girl's hand, with a "pop!" sound, something fell into Li Qiye's hand.

Li Qiye was stunned and looked down.

It was a highly decaying human head, with a vague smiling face...

The little girl's head was smiling at him...