The man didn't laugh angrily, "Hey, don't be impatient, those are just paper people, you can't worry about them, what's more, they have also done their duty, and they don't act realistically, I'm afraid it will arouse the suspicion of female ghosts." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoYour little lover wasn't hurt much, but she grabbed harder, and when you go back, you help her wipe the medicine and wine, and nothing happens. Chou Wuwu said with a smile, seeing Bai Xuanzhi's angry expression, which was frozen for nearly a second, Chou Wuwu decided to quickly withdraw and leave, coughing lightly, "Cough, since my task has been completed, then I should not stay here, there will be a period later, go!" In fact, he couldn't see Bai Xuanzhi's angry appearance, I don't know if this guy will really destroy his psychic, that's his baby, when he has nothing to do, he can also chat with those paper people, play chess, and pass the time. Time, for him, is meaningless.

Before Bai Xuanzhi could speak, Sorrow Wu Wu disappeared into the night along with the shop that appeared out of thin air. Bai Xuanzhi laughed, he knew how much he was worried about his worry-free nature, anyway, this person was usually very cunning, and he hadn't suffered a loss.

Uncle Rong and Aunt Rong were shocked when they saw us in embarrassment, and then reacted, asking us to hurry up and wash up, change out of dirty clothes, and also busily helped us cook brown sugar ginger water, saying that it was for us to ward off the cold. I am grateful for Aunt Rong's concern.

After a while, Bai Xuanzhi returned. As soon as he entered the house, he ran to me, looking at the scratches on my arms in distress, and a few complicated emotions flashed in his eyes. He also looked a little guilty more than usual. He kept apologizing to me, which confused me and couldn't figure out which one he was playing. After we took a shower and dried our hair, and drank brown sugar ginger water, Bai Xuanzhi told us the truth, of course, I was not only blinded, but also scolded by Zhang Lin, saying that Bai Xuanzhi was too messy this time, why didn't he discuss it with him in advance, and scared him to have a heart attack. Bai Xuanzhi didn't dare to speak, lowered his head, and was reflecting. Zhang Lin didn't get angry for long, he just had an irritability in his chest, and he couldn't help but scold Bai Xuanzhi a few words. Zhang Lin actually understands better than anyone else that Bai Xuanzhi's intentions are good. After a while, Zhang Lin's anger also disappeared.

Zhang Lin asked curiously: "In this way, you are trying to lure out the female ghost and prove that the female ghost knows Lin Yao?" When Lin Yao heard this, he immediately pricked up his ears, afraid of missing every subtle detail about himself. Bai Xuanzhi was silent for a while, and suddenly turned to Uncle Rong.

"Uncle Rong," Bai Xuanzhi said, "Did Uncle Lin have any good playmates when he was a child?"

Uncle Rong took a puff of his cigarette and pondered for a long time, "When you mention this, I have to think about it." He said to himself, suddenly as if he thought of something, he stood up excitedly, quite excited, looked at Aunt Rong, and then raised his voice again, "Old woman, do you remember? That girl!" Aunt Rong was stunned for a moment, unable to react immediately, she quietly thought about it alone.

Aunt Rong glanced at Lin Yao and called out a name: "I remember that the little girl's name is Xiaoluo, and I used to see you and Xiaoluo often playing together." Aunt Rong nodded and said, and now her long-sealed memories were like water that opened the floodgates, and all of them poured out at once. Many things, many people, were presented in Aunt Rong's mind like a movie.

"Little snail, little snail ....." Lin Yao was a little unfamiliar with this name, and reluctantly muttered, but looking at his appearance, he couldn't recall the bits and pieces about this childhood friend at all, no wonder, it's not a TV series, can you recall it when you think about it? Suddenly Lin Yao covered his head, looking very painful, and even let out a trace of painful moans from his mouth. When we saw this, we hurriedly helped him to the bed. As soon as he lay down, he curled up, his body trembling, his lips squirming as if he were saying something, but it sounded like gibberish, and his thoughts were confused, even blank.

Lin Yao was still unable to concentrate, and his uneasy emotions were revealed at a glance, making him a little delirious. At this time, Aunt Rong anxiously approached, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say it. She just patted Lin Yao's back gently, her expression slightly sad. I glanced at Uncle Rong, and there seemed to be a little subtle information in the depths of his solemn eyes.

Uncle Rong didn't notice that the three of us were observing the changes in his expression, he was just immersed in Lin Yao's emotional world. For Lin Yao's every move, both of them paid unusually attention, and could even be said to be silently watching, they would rather choose to protect Lin Yao in secret, rather than show their feelings openly.

Lin Yao's back was a little depressed lying on the bed, he just lay there quietly, didn't speak, just stared blankly at a little stain on the gray wall, he looked like a child who had been greatly wronged, sullen, and Aunt Rong sitting on the edge of the bed was the mother who was comforting the child's emotions. I immediately interrupted the ridiculous thought that had flashed through my head.

Zhang Lin didn't say anything, he stood, staring at Uncle Rong's expression and actions, in a contemplative daze. Bai Xuanzhi also fell into his own thoughts. The room is very silent, to be honest, I don't like this dull atmosphere, it always makes me uncomfortable, I still prefer the warm and lively scene, the picture of the family chatting happily. I wanted to ask why, but I couldn't help asking. In this case, I can't open my mouth, and this deathly silence is like a suffocating black veil that envelops everyone's thoughts. After a long time, Lin Yao suddenly sat up, he looked at Aunt Rong, and said pleadingly: "Aunt Rong, can you tell me more about Xiaoluo?" Aunt Rong moved her eyes to Uncle Rong, and when she saw Uncle Rong nodded, Aunt Rong said: "Xiaoluo is a hard-working child. ”

After Aunt Rong said this, her eyes dimmed a lot, her expression was sad, she sighed slightly, and said slowly: "Xiaoluo's parents are also educated youths in the countryside, and they later met here and gave birth to Xiaoluo. Her house is not very far from your house, an alley, just two turns away. However, her family ....." Aunt Rong didn't say anything, just sighed and shook her head, wanting to stop talking.

Uncle Rong pulled a chair and sat down, he seemed to be recalling some unpleasant past events, shaking his head while smoking a cigarette. The room fell silent again, except for a faint sigh, I don't know whether it was Aunt Rong's helplessness or Uncle Rong's emotion, or the voice of pity from someone in the dark corner.