Of course, Bai Ling was not frightened, she was born in a Jianghu family, this kind of thing, she had seen it when she was very young.

Looking at Meng Yi's worried look, she suddenly felt interesting, and deliberately pretended to be scared, and said, "Of course I was scared, you turned out to be so fierce!" ”

She quickly got into the car like a frightened bunny.

"Hey, I'm not, you listen to me explain ......"

Meng Yi hurriedly chased into the car to explain to her. But suddenly heard a giggle in the car, Bai Ling grinned and said: "Tease you, I won't be scared, you don't want to think about what environment I grew up in, how can this thing scare me?" ”

"Okay, you, you actually teased me." Meng Yi immediately opened her hands and grabbed the two little rabbits on her chest.

Bai Ling hurriedly took the book and opened his hand: "You have blood on your hands, stupid, don't come near me." ”

Meng Yi retracted his hand, only to notice that his two hands had already been stained with blood, so he had to stop the urge to eat tofu secretly.

"Eh, I'm serious, you're really not scared?" Meng Yihu looked at her suspiciously.

He felt that even if she was born in a Jianghu family, she was still a girl after all.

Bai Ling looked at him seriously and said, "I'm also serious, if you kill someone else, maybe I'll be scared." But, that man, I feel he deserves it. ”

"Does it make a difference?"

"Of course there is, that person is a bad person, and yesterday not only scared me, but also hurt you. My father once said that you must not be merciful to bad people, he was very kind-hearted when he was young, but the result of kindness is a lesson in blood, my mother has a long scar on her body, I heard that it was because my father spared a villain back then, and then the villain almost killed my mother with revenge, so when my father was educating me, I also accepted this point of view, treat good people, and treat them with kindness; Treat the bad guys with coldness. I don't think you was right to kill him. ”

Hearing Bai Ling say this, Meng Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, this is also what he thinks in his heart. Even if he didn't beat the man in the trench coat to death, he would let the second senior brother execute him, and he would definitely not let him survive.

Because of this kind of person, leaving him alive is equivalent to planting the seeds of danger for himself, he will explode at any time, launch a fatal blow at any time, and at that time, it will be too late to regret it.

He didn't want to take this risk.

By the time the two arrived at school, the second class was already halfway through.

After entering the school gate, the two separated, and as soon as Meng Yi went to the classroom, he was decisively asked by the most severe homeroom teacher to stand outside.

This made the fat man Gao Qiong gloat and applaud.

Meng Yi pursed his lips and stood in the corridor and raised a disdainful middle finger at the fat man.

The fat man responded with a grimace, laughing and eating chocolate. However, he was so eye-catching that he was decisively discovered by the teacher just when he got carried away, and then, his fate was also blasted out of the classroom like Meng Yi - the punishment station.

When the fat man stood up, Meng Yi couldn't help but laugh and snickered.

"Laughing fart, didn't you hurt it?" The fat man glanced at him, but he didn't mind standing in the corridor, anyway, he also listened to the mathematics taught by the homeroom teacher, and after standing for a while, he suddenly took out a letter from his body, handed it to Meng Yi, and said, "Well, early this morning, a beautiful woman gave it to you." ”

Meng Yi raised his eyebrows, took the letter, there was nothing written on the cover, and he asked, "Who gave it?" ”

The fat man chewed the chocolate and said, "Who else can there be, Zhao Minbei." ”

"Zhao Min?" Meng Yi felt strange, last time he and the fat man left the three of them in the restaurant, and left, she actually took the initiative to send a letter now?

I guess I scolded my letter!

Thinking so, Meng Yi opened the envelope, and then saw that there was a piece of letter paper inside, on which only one sentence was written-"After school at noon today, see you in the playground behind the school, see you or leave." ”

It's not an insult, it's an invitation!

What's going on?

Meng Yi couldn't figure it out, originally Bai Ling allowed him to approach Zhao Min, and he was still thinking about what method he should use to make her forgive, but he didn't expect that before he could come up with a solution, Zhao Min took the initiative to make an appointment.

"What's written?" The fat man glanced curiously.

Meng Yi was also generous, handed the letter to the fat man, and read it with him.

After the fat man saw it, he was also surprised, and said, "It seems that she won't really like you, right?" ”

Meng Yi laughed, couldn't guess, and said, "Maybe there is this possibility." ”

The fat man immediately sighed, feeling unfair, and said, "I really don't know what kind of eyes she has, where are you, why do all the beauties favor you so much?" This Zhao Min has only met you two or three times, so it won't be so fast, right? ”

Meng Yi himself felt strange, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he joked: "Haven't you heard a word?" I have poetry and books, and they must have appreciated my temperament. ”

"Oh?" The fat man's small eyebrows raised slightly, thoughtfully, but he didn't realize that he was bragging, he touched his chin, but felt a little reasonable, nodded solemnly, and said: "In this way, I will also read more books in the future to cultivate my temperament, well, I decided, start with yellow-colored!" ”

“……”

……

Morning, 10:32 a.m.

The sun is warming.

The golden sun shines down from the sky at an angle of 49 degrees.

The light is bright and the temperature is suitable.

On an empty cemetery near Parkway Street on the outskirts of Xicheng District, there is an old man with a rickety figure and white hair and white beard, like a dead spirit, walking slowly on the barren cemetery.

The old man looked very old, his face was full of wrinkles, and the dry folds were like the bark of a century-old tree. He was slumped, not tall, and thin.

Holding a dragon-headed cane in his hand, he suddenly knocked on a huge black porcelain jar.

"Dangdang!"

The porcelain jar is more than one meter high, and a total of twenty-seven are placed on the entire cemetery.

The old man knocked three times on each porcelain jar, and at the end, his hoarse voice was like a conjuring spirit, and he shouted softly: "If you don't wake up now, when will you stay?" ”

As soon as his words fell, the black porcelain jars suddenly cracked like spider webs.

Immediately, a pair of hands with black nails and white skin slowly stretched out from the cracks in the porcelain jar......

Those hands, so white that there was not a trace of blood, were like the hands of a dead man, but they could move.

The cracks in the black porcelain jar are getting bigger and bigger, and the hands sticking out of it are getting longer and longer. Then, one by one, shoulders and heads were about to emerge from the cracks in the black porcelain jar.

From the darkness to the sunlight, they looked terrified, and suddenly shrank back again.

Seeing them like this, the rickety old man looked very angry, and the dragon head crutch in his hand suddenly stomped on the ground angrily, shouting: "Get out of here for the old man!" ”

As soon as the words fell, those things hiding in the black porcelain jar no longer dared to hesitate, and they trembled one by one, and immediately broke through the fragments of the porcelain jar and crawled out......