Lynn's dreams.

"Do you remember that boy, the wooden box he said?"

The two had already finished their meal and were lying on the roof of the small temple.

Today is not a big sun, and the gloomy weather seems to be more suitable for lying on the roof.

The back tiles are not hot, the sky is not dazzling, gloomy but not stuffy.

It seems that it is just cloudy.

Linlin enjoyed this state very much, especially when this bad guy was also around.

"It's the green dot of light, and then the wooden box can seal what it contains, the wooden box?"

Knife Boy: "Yes. Do you remember when Brother Gongzi said that I should go to the prison cell to find out the legends and rumors, saying that he just needed information so that he could spend money to confirm it. And guess what? I went to the cell yesterday and I actually met a guy with a wooden box and green dots of light in his mouth. ”

Linlin rolled her eyes, and was about to guess, but this bad guy said it directly.

In that case, why do you ask the words "guess what"?

Hmph, this bad guy is really a bad guy.

Knife boy: "Do you think it's too much of a coincidence? I think so too, how can there be a small coincidence." Even, the day before yesterday, I just said that I met such a person yesterday. ”

Linlin pouted, hey, you bad guy, do you want people to answer!

Is it fun to ask yourself?

If it's so interesting, then you're good at it, so why ask me.

Knife Boy: "Look at me, for so many years, I haven't heard of this wooden box and the green light dots. Have you heard of it? Surely you haven't, otherwise you should have known about the existence of the wooden box...... Hey, why are you blue, what's wrong with you?"

Linlin grabbed the knife's arm and bit it on the wrist.

"Ahh

Knife boy sat up in pain instantly.

On the wrist, a circle of tooth marks appears.

"Are you crazy? Why are you biting me again?"

"Humph!"

Linlin turned her head and said she didn't want to pay attention to you.

The knife boy rubbed his wrist: "Hey, what's wrong?

"Humph!"

Knife boy: "Why do you keep humming, you are a fox spirit, not a pig demon." ”

"You're the pig demon!"

Linlin wanted to laugh, but felt that she shouldn't laugh, and her forbearant expression was very exciting.

"Okay, I'm a pig demon. Now, the pig demon is here!"

Knife Boy reached out and began to tickle.

Linlin put away the knife boy's hands and prepared to fight back: "Hmph, who's afraid of whom!"

"You're humming again. ”

Linlin: "I'm just hum, what's the matter, hum hum!"

"Wow, it's really like a pig demon. ”

"You bad guy!"

Linlin got up and moved behind the knife boy in an instant.

Kick the knife off the roof.

Boom!

The knife boy fell from the roof and smashed into the ground.

Linlin crossed her waist: "Hmph, see if you still want to talk nonsense." ”

However, there was no response.

Linlin: "Hey, bad guy, are you playing dead?"

Again, there was no response.

Linlin walked to the edge of the roof and looked down.

The knife boy was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, as if he was in a coma.

No way?

Fainted?

At this height, how can you faint?

Linlin was a little unconvinced, thinking that it must be this bad guy who was there pretending to be unconscious.

But

After all, this is not dirt, the stone slab paved in the small temple, so it is entirely possible to knock out.

Moreover, this bad guy is not prepared yet, and it is more likely that he will accidentally hit the slate.

Linlin's disbelief in her heart seemed to have turned into a little worried.

Easily jumped off the roof and approached the knife boy lying on the ground.

Linlin kicked the knife boy: "Hey, bad guy, don't scare me." ”

Still, no response.

Could it be that you really shoot too hard, oh no, your kick is too heavy?

What if, this bad guy wakes up and loses his memory?

I don't remember me, what should I do?

Lin Lin suddenly panicked, and hurriedly squatted down, wanting to check the knife boy's eyeballs and breathing status.

"Hah!"

Daozi instantly opened his eyes and shouted.

Boom!

Linlin was not intimidated, not scared to scream as she imagined.

In other words, Linlin was indeed scared, but her instinctive reaction after being scared was to punch her.

Hit the bridge of the knife's nose.

Nosebleeds, flowing down.

Knife boy this is, I want to cry without tears.

"Oh, here you go. ”

Linlin handed her handkerchief to Knife Boy.

However, after the knife boy took the handkerchief, it was useless.

Instead, he was still wiping his nosebleed with his hands.

On the fingers, on both sides of the nose, there were blood stains.

"Why don't you use a handkerchief?"

"Reluctantly. ”

The knife boy took the handkerchief into his arms, and he had no intention of wiping his nose with the handkerchief.

"Flim Flam. ”

In Linlin's heart, she was actually quite happy.

In fact, Linlin's face was also quite happy. It's just that I'm trying to restrain this joy.

"You are like this, how can you wipe it clean. ”

Linlin took out a basin of water from the small temple and put it in front of the knife.

Wet your hands and wipe the blood off the knife's nose.

Reach out to wipe the blood away, put your hands in a basin of water, and wash it.

Again, wipe the blood from the knife's lips.

The knife boy didn't move, just quietly felt the feeling of Linlin wiping it with her hands. I'm afraid to move, or talk, and let it all end in an instant.

In the basin of water, the blood is like a faint ink painting, slowly floating with the ripples in the basin.

The blood spreads out in the basin of water, fades, turns into silk, but it is interconnected.

Lin Lin once again dipped her bloodied hand into the basin.

The surface of the water was broken, the water waves were undulating, and the original large pieces of bloodstained ink paintings that had been scattered changed their appearance again.

The newly added blood quickly blended into the previous bloodstained ink paintings, and there was nothing abrupt to see it.

"What are you looking at?"

The knife boy didn't dare to move, but he didn't want to miss every moment in front of him, and his eyes widened to see all of this clearly.

Remember them all.

"You're still looking!

Knife boy smiled and didn't speak.

…………

Linlin: "Since you don't use the handkerchief, return the handkerchief to me." ”

"I think there must be something that Brother Childe didn't tell us, about that wooden box. ”

The knife boy is fine, the nosebleed has stopped, but the bridge of the nose is a little blue.

As for the handkerchief, it was in the arms of the knife boy, and he didn't talk about it at all.

Linlin: "The handkerchief is back." ”

Daozai: "Think about it, this problem is very serious, is why, Brother Gongzi wants to hide it from us?"

The corners of Linlin's mouth curled up, and she looked at it very meaningfully, it depends on how you perform.

The knife boy pretended not to see it, with a deep and serious face.

"You see, he talked about the wooden box, but he didn't say anything about the green dots at all. ”

It seems that I don't want Linlin to speak.

Dao Zai hurriedly continued: "I went to see the cell yesterday, and I originally thought that that madman was specially arranged by Brother Gongzi. The day before yesterday, they told me to go to the cell and ask about it, and then immediately after that, a madman was arranged in the cell. In this way, when I go to inquire, I will naturally come across it.

I originally thought that Brother Childe just wanted to let me taste the sweetness in this way. I told him the legend and he paid me something. But, I asked, this madman has been in the dungeon of the yamen for a long time, at least two years.

Or, it's really a coincidence, there really is such a madman in the cell who knows about the wooden box. Or, in fact, Brother Gongzi already knew that there was such a person in the cell, and then deliberately let me contact this madman. However, I don't quite understand the point of doing this.

And, there's another key point that I've completely overlooked. ”

Linlin was unconsciously attracted, and she didn't know if she had really forgotten the handkerchief.

"What's the key?"

"It was my father who reminded me, that is, on what basis do I think that man is really crazy?"

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