The pigeons of the Lu family Peng they know, but also the most hated, the pigeons fly everywhere all day long, not to mention, pull everywhere, even on their dry clothes, borrowing air guns also want to hit the pigeon, but did not expect this result.

Lu Baoshan was fine, his heart relaxed, but he still didn't dare to blatantly take out the gun, Simao came to his house, Yuan Wei said to him: "Now the wind is tight, don't mention the gun." ”

Simao nodded.

In the classroom of the second (first) class of junior high school, Luo Xiaoyu asked Yuan Zhuo, who was in a daze, and said, "It seems that your third brother also took a gun on the day of the trouble, what kind of gun did you say at the time?"

Yuan Zhuo immediately looked like a cannibal, and he said vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

Luo Xiaoxue pouted and turned around and walked away, Yuan Zhuo waited for school with trepidation, and as soon as he entered the house, he told Yuan Wei: "Luo Xiaoxue seems to be eyeing our family's gun, what should the third brother do?"

Yuan Wei squinted his eyes and thought, Luo Xiaoyu wouldn't tell her father, right? I heard that Luo Jingquan came out of the reconnaissance camp and was very sensitive to this kind of thing.

On Sunday, Luo Xiaoyu and Luo Xiaomei went to the county seat to learn art together, the two of them have insisted on it for several years, but it is not easy to be so serious, Luo Xiaomei went to the gymnasium first, and then Luo Xiaoyu rode for another 10 minutes to the Cultural Palace, and when she walked inside, she heard someone shouting her in the distance.

"Luo Xiaoxue!

Luo Xiaoyu looked around, but only heard the sound and saw no one, she followed the sound to the rockery behind the Cultural Palace, and suddenly a person rushed out from behind and knocked her unconscious.

Someone spoke: "Pull into the woods next to you." ”

When Luo Xiaoyu woke up, she immediately felt a splitting headache, she hurriedly checked her clothes, fortunately there was no mess, and she was about to get up to see a note in her hand, which read: There are two guns in Zhou Village, and one is in the cemetery of the landlord Zhou's family.

Luo Xiaoyu looked at the note in horror, and staggered to his feet to go to class.

"Today we learn ink painting, which is a traditional Chinese painting and a representative ...... of Chinese painting."

Luo Xiaoyu took out a pen and notebook from her schoolbag and prepared to record it, unlike some students who only take a paintbrush and paper to paint, she also records what the teacher usually says.

opened the notebook and put a note in it, frightened that she quickly closed the book and looked around, always felt that there was a pair of eyes secretly staring at her, she exhaled and opened the notebook again, only to see that it was written: Don't be nosy, next time it will not be as simple as stuning you!

Luo Xiaoyu gasped, who did she have a grievance with recently? Zhou Village, Gun, Father, She couldn't understand, was anyone afraid that her father would investigate the case? But her father only assisted the public security, and the public security department was in charge.

Luo Xiaoyu couldn't figure out what these two notes meant, and immediately told his sister when he got home, Luo Xiaoyu picked up the two notes, and couldn't figure it out after reading it for a long time, and when Luo Jingquan came back, the two daughters told their father what happened.

Luo Jingquan nervously touched Luo Xiaozhi's head and said, "Xiaoxue, let me see if you are injured?"

Seeing a black mark on Luo Xiaoxue's neck, Luo Jingquan said angrily: "This is cut with the back of the hand." ”

Luo Xiaoyu raised her head violently when she heard this, her eyes widened, impossible, impossible!

"Sister, what did you think of?" Luo Xiaoyu asked excitedly.

Luo Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "No." ”

The railway public security dug out a gas gun in the cemetery of Zhou Village, this tomb has a long history, there used to be a house for the sacrifice of future generations, the intellectual youth who went to the countryside came to Zhou Village and did not have a house to live in, the party secretary and the captain discussed the house on the cemetery to unload the bricks and tiles, dismantle the wood and move back to build a new house, and the educated youth have a place to live.

"I've heard that building a house out of things from the graveyard can be infiltrating, especially at night when the door opens by itself, and there is a knock on the door in the middle of the night. ……”

"Yay, stop talking, it's scared to death. ”

Luo Xiaoyu told ghost stories with relish, but his eyes secretly observed Yuan Zhuo's expression, but he didn't find anything, and yesterday his sister didn't find any clues but reminded her: "Pay more attention to Yuan Zhuo." ”

The air gun was dug out and caused an uproar among the people of Zhou Village, and even they began to wonder whether Zhou Village really had a second gun? The village chief was standing on the cemetery, thinking about it, he was also present when the house was demolished, and some people also scolded them for their lack of morality, saying that the dead would not be at peace, and since then the people of Zhou Village have never been to this cemetery, and they are afraid that the dead will come out of the ground to take revenge on them.

Until the railway was built here, some unwitting adults and children often came here.

The village chief thought: Is retribution coming?

One day Luo Jingquan came back and said: "Lu Baoshan woke up, and the police asked him about the situation, and he said that the bullet was fired from behind, that is, from the direction of the back mountain, right? ”

"Dad, can they shoot even if they stand on the back mountain?" Luo Xiaoyu reminded his father.

Luo Jingquan shook his head and said: "No, standing on the back hill is a long distance from Building 5 on the same level, and the range of the air gun can't reach it at all, unless it ......"

"Unless what?" Luo Xiaoyu asked eagerly.

Luo Jingquan saw that his daughters were looking at him nervously, he smiled and said, "Oh, unless the people from Zhou Village run to Building 7." ”

"Bang!" the cup in Luo Xiaoyu's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Luo Jingquan frowned, after eating, he gave Luo Xiaoyu a look while no one was paying attention, the father and daughter walked to the fence of the vegetable field one after the other, and under the dim light, they could only see the people nearby, Luo Jingquan asked, "What's the matter?"

Luo Xiaoyu said with mixed feelings: "Dad, I don't know how to say it. ”

Then she exhaled a breath, calmed down and said, "Yuan Wei's house is in Building 7, and he also took a gun that day, but I don't know what kind of gun it is? ”

Luo Xiaoyu suddenly thought of something and ran back, and after a while, he took the two notes and said excitedly: "Dad, you have also seen these two notes, and now I am sure that this is written by one person, first used to confuse the public, and then deliberately paralyzed us, and I am more than 80% sure that this is Yuan Wei did it, you see these two notes, although they are not torn off from the same book, but they are a smell, it is the fragrance of osmanthus, which Yuan Wei likes." ”

Luo Xiaoyu slowed down, she finally knew that Yuan Wei also liked the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, the scenes of her previous life appeared one after another, the former single dormitory put osmanthus and sugar together, and she had to go to Kongming Temple in September every year......

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you?" Luo Jingquan watched his eldest daughter muttering to herself and fell into pain, so frightened that he immediately shook her awake.

Luo Xiaoyu came back to his senses and said with tears in his eyes: "Dad, it's Yuan Wei, it's him!"