"Ahh Lin Lili let out a terrible scream. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info She pushed aside the boys who were surrounding her and ran wildly. Tian Sile was startled by Lin Lili's scream, and when he came back to his senses, Lin Lilin had already run out a long way. Tian Sile hurriedly followed. "Stop her, don't let her run away."

The group of boys came to Little Ghost Alley with the mood of watching the excitement, and when they saw Lin Lili's actions, they only symbolically ran a few times and stopped. Tian Sile looked at the boys around him and chased forward resignedly. Seeing this, several boys followed behind Tian Sile in a sparse manner.

Lin Lili ran fast, as if all the strength of her body was concentrated in her legs, and she ran forward with all her strength. Seeing Lin Lili running out of the little ghost alley, Tian Sile couldn't help but speed up his pace. At Lin Lili's speed, he was really afraid that Lin Lili would be a good person. Lin Lili's eyes could no longer see everything in front of her, all she could see was a giggling doll at her feet. She covered her ears hard, trying to escape the laugh that scared her, but the laughter followed her everywhere.

Lin Lili, who was running hard, was stopped and hugged by someone, followed by a sharp brake sound and a man's scolding: "Little turtle cub, look for death." ”

Lin Lili felt that she might as well be really dead, and she knocked on the shoulder of the man who picked her up. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the grinning doll close at hand. A warm hand wiped his eyes, and a female voice that was not soft said, "Scatter!" Hearing the female voice, Lin Lili's panicked and frightened heart suddenly calmed down. She stopped thrashing the man and opened her eyes. A long-haired woman stood in front of her, and the corners of her skirt that were as long as the floor were mopping the floor. She looked at the woman's beautiful face and said in a daze: "Who are you?" ”

"Shifang, let her down." The woman touched Lin Lili's face: "Little friend, my name is Cheng Ju'an." Don't run around on the streets. If you have something to do in the future, you can come to me at the No. 4 coffin shop. ”

"Coffin shop four?" Lin Lili read the address Cheng Ju'an gave her in her mouth. The man in a white and black outfit popped into her mind, if she remembered correctly. Their costumes are very similar to Cheng Ju'an, and they are all slightly more antique. "Do you know two men, one black and one white?"

"Black and white impermanence?" Cheng Juan looked down at the shadow at Lin Lili's feet: "Have you seen them?" ”

Du Shifang frowned slightly: "Master, this girl ran out of the ghost alley." ”

Cheng Ju'an looked up and looked at the ghost alley. Tian Sile bent over, put his hands on his knees and panted, looking at Lin Lilin angrily, standing at the mouth of the ghost alley. "It's good to be young, you can be fearless."

Cheng Ju'an walked towards Tian Sile, Tian Sile's eyes widened, and he saw Cheng Ju'an approaching step by step, his face burned through little by little. Cheng Ju'an stood still in front of Tian Sile, and stretched out his head to look at the group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys behind Tian Sile. "It's really bold." She exhaled like an orchid, and her breath gently sprayed on Tian Sile's face.

Tian Sile's whole body froze. As a pure single Wang in the 21st century, it is the first time for him to be so close to the opposite sex in addition to his own family and students, so close that he can smell each other's body fragrance. Cheng Juan stretched out his hand and patted Tian Sile's shoulder: "With all due respect, Mr. has been afraid of a bloody disaster recently, if you need to crack it, you can go to the No. 4 coffin shop to find it." ”

Stick! Tian Sile's mind was only full of pity. Such a good-looking girl is actually going to embark on the life of a god stick who is abducted and abducted. In line with the principle of being able to save one and count one, Tian Sile shook his hand, moved his muscles and bones, made a fairy wind and bones, and said in a manner: "Little girl, you can't do this kind of thing to promote feudal superstition at a young age. ”

Cheng Juan raised his index finger and shook it slightly. "You're afraid of ghosts, I know."

Nima, it's really a pot that can't be opened. Tian Sile's good impression of Cheng Ju'an was pricked by a needle, and the sound of "snort" as if it was deflated was gone. A good little girl, what to learn is not good, partial to learn to expose other people's old bottoms.

Several boys who followed Tian Sile burst into laughter. They couldn't have imagined that their teacher kept proclaiming that he was an atheist, but it turned out to be a good guy with Ye Gong.

Tian Sile turned to the student behind him, blushed, and stammered, "She's talking nonsense. You...... Can you ...... Other...... Don't believe it. ”

Several male students tacitly assured Tian Sile in unison: "Don't worry, teacher." We're definitely not going to say it. ”

When Zhang Ling got home, she threw herself into the bathtub and filled it with water. Zhang Ling took a deep breath and dived to the bottom. When he closed his eyes, he saw Zhuo Qing being dragged away. Zhang Ling is not as good as Lin Lili, she knows that those two are the black and white impermanence in the legend of Chinese ghosts and gods. Unable to hold her breath, she exhaled, and before she could poke her head out of the water, she choked on a large mouthful of water. She coughed violently and stood up from the water, her clothes sticking to her body wet and uncomfortable.

"Xiaoling. What are you doing? Zhang Ling's mother, Wang Juan, knocked on the door and asked, "Can you take a shower for that long?" Xiaoling, is something wrong with you? ”

Zhang Ling opened the door of the bathroom, and the whole person appeared in front of Wang Juan's eyes wet. "What are you doing, kid?" Wang Juan stretched out her hand and pushed Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling threw herself into Wang Juan's arms and cried loudly. She didn't know how to tell Wang Juan, because of her, Zhuo died, lying alone in the alley. She didn't even dare to think about what she would do if someone found out and called the police. Zhang Ling hugged Wang Juan tightly and kept crying in a low voice: "Mom, I'm afraid!" ”

Wang Juan patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder with doubts, such a fragile and panicked Zhang Ling, Wang Juan had never seen before. "Lingling, was you bullied by your classmates at school?"

Zhang Ling shook her head vigorously, eager to throw all those terrible memories out of her head. She hugged Wang Juan and sobbed "tick-tock". "Mom, I don't want to study anymore."

Wang Juan was startled and pushed Zhang Ling, who was holding her tightly, away, and her tone was not so kind. "What? Don't want to read anymore? "Wang Juan has no ability in this life, and the greatest hope in her life is all on Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling said, "I don't want to study anymore." "It's tantamount to turning all her hopes away.

"No, you have to read." Wang Juan clasped her hands to her chest and kept walking around the room. She did not allow her hopes to be trampled on.

"Mom, I really don't want to study." Zhang Ling's shoulders swayed up and down, crying very sadly. Wang Juan was very irritable, she looked at Zhang Ling who was crying, and only felt that a fire was rising from the bottom of her heart. She pushed Zhang Ling hard, Zhang Ling didn't stop, took a few steps back, leaned against the wall, and cried loudly. "I don't want to study, I don't want to go to school!" She had no way to tell Wang Juan about the fear in her heart, and she didn't want Wang Juan to know that because of her, Zhuo Qing died.

Looking at Zhang Ling, Wang Juan was annoyed and distressed. She is such a child as Zhang Ling, she usually can't scold or beat, which is good, this child is stupid and doesn't want to study, so the hope she has been looking forward to for so many years will be disappointed. She looked at Zhang Ling carefully, and after confirming that Zhang Ling's performance was different from usual, she was more determined in her initial thoughts. This kid must have been wronged at school to have such a reaction. She stepped forward and took Zhang Ling in her arms again. "Lingling, good, come and tell your mother why you don't want to study."

Zhang Ling raised her eyes and secretly looked at Wang Juan, she also knew that Wang Juan had put all her hopes on her over the years. She didn't want to disappoint Wang Juan either, but when she thought of Zhuo Qing...... The fear that emanated from the deepest part of her heart was something she could not ignore. "Mom." She wrung her hands crampedly. "Can I take a break before going to class?"

Wang Juan thought for a moment and nodded. Zhang Ling, who got her approval, closed her eyes and fell asleep leaning on Wang Juan.

Zhuo Xiulan felt that Zhuo Qing was too different from usual, and she couldn't say what was different. She chased to Zhuo Qing's door with chopsticks and shouted, "Qing'er, eat." ”

Zhuo Qing's muffled voice came from the room, which seemed very unreal. "Don't eat, you're full."

"What kind of line is this, so I took two bites. Don't get hungry for a while. ”

"I'm not hungry, you can go."

Zhuo Xiulan sighed softly, this morning she was still sighing that Zhuo Qing seemed to have changed as a person, as if she had grown up overnight and became sensible. But when he came back from school, everything changed back, as if Zhuo Qing had become more indifferent. She didn't know what could make Zhuo Qing change so much between night and day, she could only find problems from herself.

Zhuo Xiulan has always had no way to take Zhuo Qing, she refuses to eat, and she can't force her to eat. She wiped her hands on her apron. "Qing'er, then I'll go out to set up a stall, you have to be good at home alone."

Zhuo Qing still refused to show his face. "Got it, let's go."

Zhuo Xiulan glanced at Zhuo Qing's door twice, and walked out of the house with the items she used to set up a stall in the night market. Zhuo Qing watched Zhuo Xiulan walk away through the crack in the door. She sat in front of the mirror with her eyes straight to the mirror. Zhuo Qing in the mirror has a blue face and hideous eyebrows.

As soon as Zhuo Xiulan set up a stall in the night market, customers came to pick up the goods she sold. Zhuo Xiulan sells some exquisite small objects that can attract the eyes of girls, the cost is not high, but it is exquisite.

Cheng Juan lowered his head and picked up on the stall for a while before choosing an object made of glass in the shape of a swan. Zhuo Xiulan saw that there was a play, and hurriedly promoted her goods: "Oh, the girl is really good-looking." This swan shape is the latest one this year. You see, it's much better workmanship than the others. Girl, what you buy is what you earn. ”

Cheng Ju'an's eyes raised slightly, and he glanced at Zhuo Xiulan lightly: "Really?" ”

Zhuo Xiulan was a little weak by Cheng Ju'an, but in order to make a living, she had to look at her face and say, "Hey, don't believe what I said." ”

Cheng Juan nodded: "I believe it." ”

Zhuo Xiulan was dumbfounded by Cheng Ju'an's attitude. Cheng Juan stood up, holding the swan ornament in his hand. "Shifang, let's go!"

"Eh, girl, you haven't paid yet."

Cheng Juan blinked, his expression was very innocent: "I have no money." ”