"Such a needle?"

Feng Shui master is Feng Shui master, in addition to strong professional skills, knowledge is also very good, Hong Kong's Master Wu saw at a glance that the needle in Siyuan's hand is used to relieve evil spirits.

"It's vicious, vicious."

Master Wu carefully looked at the sinking wood needle, his teeth creaked, and he said indignantly: "A cultivator would actually make such a thing, and he is not afraid of being punished by heaven. ”

"Some people are just not afraid of anything for something they want." Siyuan tidied up his clothes: "Do you see it?" ”

Master Wu shook his head silently, but pointed to the needle and said: "The bottom of the gloomy wood, soaked in snake blood, has an inverted reverse Hades spell on it, and there is an Ouroboros, which can be concluded that this person is proficient in both Eastern and Western spells, which seems to be amazing." ”

"Oh?"

Ouroboros? Si Yuan really didn't find the thing on it, and under the guidance of Master Wu, he found that there was really a snake with its own tail on the conical part of the nail, but it was a miniature carving and the wooden nail was soaked in blood, so it looked very blurry.

"Ouroboros represents rebirth and reincarnation in the West, and putting the Rebellion Hades spell together with it, it can be said that this person's heart is vicious, vicious to the point of outrageousness."

"What do you mean?"

"The mantra of the Reverse Chaos Hades is originally a Taoist mental method, which is used to correct the chaos and overlead. But if it is perverse, it means eternal darkness, but with the portrayal of this Ouroboros, the person killed by this nail will fall into a strange cycle of reincarnation. Every day, he will be tortured again and again when he died, and his anger will become stronger and stronger, and finally he will be able to create a good imp at the right time. But this kind of hurts the peace of nature, since this person knows so much, why would he do this? I don't understand. ”

Siyuan put away the nails: "Where in Hong Kong is there a place to look at the tired and gloomy wood?" ”

"There are only two companies in Hong Kong that sell these regularly, and they have their own records. But I advise you not to count on it, since it is doing this kind of thing, and the amount is so large, it must be Thai private goods. ”

"Smuggled goods?"

"Yes, it's a Thai smuggler's agent. He is said to be the descendant of Thailand's famous White Dragon King. He also has a little ability, but he is a gambler by nature, and in the end he can only be reduced to this side. ”

"Can you take me to him?"

"Can be ...... But ......."

"But?"

"Yes, he doesn't see anyone. And like they do. The most important thing is confidentiality. He is a Thai royal family who legally stayed here. He has the power of diplomatic pardon, and if you look for him in a hurry, he will definitely hide in the embassy. It will cause diplomatic disputes. ”

"Is there any way to do that?"

"To. Look for him. He has a way to both black and white, and can generally help you solve this problem. ”

"Boss?"

"That's right."

There is no such thing as breaking the four olds in Hong Kong, so there are a lot of residual cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and there are more natural mages. Once a thing forms an industry, then you can't underestimate the chain of interests behind it, take this gloomy wood as an example, the general gloomy wood is already a valuable item, but if you want to make it a magic weapon, the price is basically one to one for gold, so this line is naturally profiteering, just like drugs, there are dealers who would rather kill their heads and persevere.

Do you want to be there, Siyuan was transferred to South China to be the boss, although the experience is still a little insufficient, but the name of the heavy responsibility and the brother, plus the South China headquarters is located in Yangcheng, so the number of dealings with the gang of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods in Hong Kong is obviously increasing, and when the shift is handed over, the rabbit sues him, and he is basically like settling in Hong Kong, and he basically does not stay in Yangcheng for a few days all year round.

It is not difficult to find the boss, a well-known underworld boss like him, in fact, is more affectionate than ordinary officials and businessmen, Siyuan helped him through a catastrophe at the beginning, although he gave money, but if there is only business between people, then he will definitely not have someone today.

So when Master Wu contacted him and said that Siyuan wanted to ask him for help, he agreed without thinking about it, and rushed back from Macau in the starry night.

When he returned to Hong Kong, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and Siyuan felt a little embarrassed, but he waved his hand: "Yes, say something." ”

Siyuan told him the cause and effect of the incident, and this underworld man who was still a little bloody slapped the table and his chest on the spot.

"It's on me, my dad always told me when he was alive that there is a way to steal, and I'll take you to the Thai guy early tomorrow morning, and he still has to give me some face. Also, I'll ask my brother to help you check the latest bastards who spent money on imps. ”

Siyuan actually knows that in places like Hong Kong and Taiwan, many rich people, especially celebrities, will buy ghosts from mages or transfer or marry others when their careers are low. Although there is no way to put an end to these things, at least if it is a little ghost made by a serious mage, it is a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, although it is kept in captivity, it is at least much better than being alone, so the special case team also closes its eyes.

But now there are people refining ghosts from living people, this is an unforgivable sin, there is no place to forgive heaven and people, Siyuan has already set up a military order towards the top, if this matter is not solved, he will immediately hang the seal and return to the field, and he will not fucking touch this business again for the rest of his life.

"If it's troublesome, I'll go myself, thank you."

"You're welcome." Xiang took a sip of tea from the boss and yawned: "Don't think I'm an underworld, in fact, I really have a heart." But eating this mouthful, there is no way. ”

Siyuan nodded and expressed his understanding, the Xiang family started by loan sharks at the beginning, and later opened a film company and a real estate company, and they are considered to be a group of people in Hong Kong, but they are very principled, although the underworld makes any money, but they have three non-touches, drugs are not touched, human trafficking is not touched, and murder is not touched, this is also considered a group training, so when Hong Kong just returned to the motherland, a large number of underworld were defeated, but the Xiang family is still thriving. This is not without reason.

"Then I'm bothering you."

Siyuan didn't say anything polite to him, and said goodbye after holding his fists, but after coming out of his big house, he felt hungry and uncomfortable, Master Wu stayed directly at the boss's house, and poor Siyuan Guang Pole Commander one, after politely refusing people's request to give him a ride, he walked lonely on the streets of Hong Kong alone.

"Looks like I can't go back tonight."

It was already close to two o'clock in the morning, and Siyuan didn't bother to toss anymore, so he decided to find a nearby guest house to stay for one night, so that he could go to work with Boss Xiang tomorrow morning.

Wander the streets for a while. found that the security here is not as bad as in the movie. The street was full of calm, so quiet that Siyuan felt a little lonely.

After some deliberation, Siyuan gave up a nice five-star hotel here, took a taxi and headed straight for Sham Shui Po, where the legend is mixed.

In addition to being home to some of the most famous slums in Hong Kong. There are also the oldest shrimp dumplings and claypot rice. Basically, it can represent the most authentic diet.

The late-night food stalls here are obviously one of the busiest times at this point. Many men and women sat in it eating supper and chatting, and the atmosphere was quite good.

After going around and asking a few young people who looked locals. Siyuan came to the supper shop they were talking about, and when he walked into the store, it was in full swing, and the boss's open-air stove was rattling, and the room was dirty, but it was fragrant.

"What's better here?"

"It's not easy to find this place from the mainland." A greasy aunt in her forties said in her weird Mandarin: "Uncle Kun's fried noodles, glutinous rice steamed rice, and shrimp dumplings are all a must, and Li Ka-shing often comes to eat them." ”

"One for both."

"Okay, wait a minute."

While waiting for the meal, he began to observe the furnishings in the house, it doesn't matter, the layout of this house is actually a Kowloon Water Swallowing Array, this Feng Shui Array that attracts wealth and treasure, is obviously the handiwork of Master Wu, plus the walls that have been smoked and yellowed are hung with photos of various celebrities, Siyuan really thinks that this old store should be a famous place in the whole of Hong Kong.

"Uncle Kun, is the food in the mainland ready?"

"Don't shout, come on."

An old and lazy voice came, and then I saw a sloppy uncle bring out a bowl of rice from the direction of the stove, he was greasy all over his body, his hands were stained with emerald green onions, he wore a pair of glasses as thick as a beer bottle, and he was thin, but his forehead was very broad, and he looked like a strange-looking bull terrier.

He walked out with the rice, put it beside Siyuan casually, then brought a bowl of soy sauce soup, turned around and walked to the stove again, picked up another bowl of rice and inserted two chopsticks and put it on an empty table.

"Boss, what do you mean?" Siyuan asked curiously.

"Lonely souls and wild ghosts are very pitiful, and there are no people who have nothing to eat. A bowl of rice is offered at the end of the school every night, which is considered to be a yin virtue. Uncle Kun didn't reply: "People want to eat, and ghosts want to eat." ”

"Really? Can the ghost come? ”

Siyuan's tone was like a joke, because he didn't feel any yin qi at all, which meant that his bowl of rice didn't have any effect at all.

However, Uncle Kun turned his head and looked at Siyuan meaningfully and smiled, and Siyuan naturally smiled back.

But before his smile fell, he suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up with a swish, and his eyes were faintly tingling, if it wasn't for Siyuan, he still had a little bit of control, I was afraid that he would open his eyes on the spot.

Then, a dozen men and women, young and old, came faintly outside, and they began to eat in their own way around the supper.

After a whirlwind of clouds, they honestly lined up and walked out, and each ghost bowed to Uncle Kun's busy back as they left.

"Really!" Siyuan turned his head again, and found that although the rice was not less, there was no heat left, and it became a bowl of cold rice residue, he smiled and nodded: "It's a little interesting." ”

The reason why he said that it was a little interesting was very simple, because ghosts don't eat things in the yang world, they eat that aura, and I want to know that this bowl of sticky-looking glutinous rice can actually have the aura that ghosts can eat, which first represents the sincerity and respect of the sloppy uncle.

"Looks like this rice tastes good."

Siyuan picked up the chopsticks and ate a bite of this inconspicuous fried rice, and then suddenly couldn't stop. After eating a big bowl of rice in three or two bites, he was still not satisfied, and after putting down the bowl: "Boss, another bowl." ”

"No, it's closed." Uncle Kun walked out with a bottle of Lao Baigan, and on the other hand was something else: "After two o'clock, there will be no fire here, you are the last guest, this is for you." ”

He put the steamed dumplings and fried noodles in front of Siyuan, and then sat down across from him with his ass. Drinking liquor and eating crispy fried peanuts.

"Uncle Kun. How do you cook this meal? It's so delicious. ”

Uncle Kun looked Siyuan up and down: "The most ordinary material, the most ordinary fire, the most ordinary rice." ”

"It's impossible, I also fried rice at home, but the taste is too bad."

"I studied art at the age of fourteen. I've been stir-frying for forty-one years. It's delicious. Give money. Six pieces. ”

"So cheap?"

Siyuan was a little surprised, you must know that the consumption in Hong Kong is high, and when he came over in the afternoon, he bought a few buns for twenty yuan. But this big bowl of rice is only six yuan......

"Is it okay to have a renminbi? I don't have any Hong Kong dollars on me. ”

"Take it all."

At this time, the fat aunt who was collecting the stall next to him took over the conversation: "Uncle Kun hasn't raised the price for thirty years, you can also see it, there are poor ghosts here, I told him a long time ago to let him move out, but he just didn't listen to me, otherwise he would have made a fortune early." ”

"Ah Zhen, hurry up and go back, your husband is waiting for you."

The fat aunt stuck out her tongue, put down an old-fashioned sentence, took off her apron and walked out, and put down the curtain when she left.

"Yes, Uncle Kun. Your craftsmanship ......" Siyuan took a bite of shrimp dumplings, and the full fragrance suddenly exploded, and the rich and hot juice filled a mouthful, which was hot but reluctant to spit it out.

"Scalded ......"

It wasn't until he swallowed it completely that Siyuan covered his mouth and shouted, and hurriedly took a sip of the slightly cold soy sauce soup, which also made him suddenly a little surprised, obviously it was soy sauce soup, but he drank the delicious taste that only chicken soup has, and the rich onion fragrance on the top and the unique smell of lard were mixed together, which made people unable to extricate themselves.

"Uncle Kun, why are you nesting here with this craft, you will definitely make a lot of money when you go out."

"Big money? How big is big money? ”

Siyuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that he had no way to answer this question, so he could only scratch his head and say with some embarrassment: "I mean that if more people can know, it can be regarded as a glorious ancestor." ”

After hearing this, a smile bloomed on Uncle Kun's greasy face, he poured a large sip of wine, and then took out a cup from the side and poured Siyuan a glass of spirits of more than sixty degrees: "I'm leaving, what should I do with the poor ghosts here?" ”

Siyuan smiled, knowing that this Uncle Kun was a pun, the poor ghosts in his mouth were those down-and-out guys who lived in this slum, and the other was similar to those lonely ghosts just now.

"There's no food to eat, it's pitiful." Uncle Kun muttered to himself: "I don't have any other skills, everyone here calls me Uncle Kun, the children who grew up eating my food come back to see me during the New Year, and some people still think about my food when they are dying, I am satisfied." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the photos on the wall: "These people have all gone out here, and some of them are old friends, and they often come back to eat a bowl of rice and chat." My guys don't need money, and they take turns to help every day. What else do I want? ”

Siyuan nodded, and suddenly felt quite touched, probably this is the so-called professional ethics to reach a kind of extreme embodiment, a person can make people bow even to ghosts, this is really not easy.

"You can see them."

Siyuan was stunned, but before he could speak, Uncle Kun continued to speak: "I just saw you staring back. ”

There is nothing to hide now, Siyuan smiled dryly: "Hmm...... I can see it. ”

"It's been many years, and it's been changed and dialed, just a bowl of rice every day." Uncle Kun suddenly laughed thoughtfully: "If it weren't for them, I would have died a long time ago." ”

Siyuan heard this, carefully observed Uncle Kun, and found that his face was indeed a short-lived appearance, and he definitely couldn't live to be thirty years old, but he actually lived to be almost sixty years old now, and looking at his full of energy, it is estimated that it will not be a problem to come back for another twenty or thirty years.

"Why is that?"

"I don't know, a gas tank fell from the sky, and the person above me suddenly stretched out a pole to dry clothes. The car skidd, and the tree next to me was suddenly blown down by the wind. The shop was on fire just enough to burst into an underground water pipe. Uncle Kun can't seem to count them: "Once is a coincidence." I'm afraid it's not a coincidence. ”

It's shocking...... Siyuan's heart was not calm, he knew that there was cause and effect, it seemed that this Uncle Kun was really a great character, although he said that he was just a broken cook.

"What is this?"

Siyuan suddenly found a metal plate on the wall, on which strange patterns were drawn with fine lines, but it was obscured by oil smoke and could not be seen really.

"Oh, it was left behind by my master, and once he went out to deliver rice and never came back. I inherited the shop. ”

Siyuan was curious. Finish eating in three or two bites. walked in front of the metal plate and looked at it carefully, and even wiped off the thick layer of oil smoke on the top with a paper towel, revealing the true face underneath.

He squinted for a moment, then simply stood back. This is what I found out at this time...... This thing is actually a magic weapon. And it looks quite upscale. But it should be useless, and I can't feel the slightest aura fluctuation above, it should be because the master is dead and heartbroken.

"Uncle Kun. Your master is more than just a cook, right? Siyuan sat back down: "You shouldn't just be a cook, right?" ”

Uncle Kun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and sighed deeply: "Then what do you say about me?" ”

"You are a powerful Taoist priest."

"Daoist?"

"That's right, everyone has their own way, you can already be said to be the pinnacle of your way, aren't you a Taoist?"

"The boy can talk." Uncle Kun grabbed a handful of peanuts and rubbed them into his mouth, looking a little lonely: "It seems that you are also a person in the industry, have you ever heard of rice Dao?" ”

"No...... I'm sorry. ”

Uncle Kun waved his hand, indicating that it was okay: "Rice Road is also called Wugu Road, and it depends on a handful of rice to catch ghosts and eliminate demons." ”

"Why rice?"

"Because rice has aura, everything that can feed people has aura. Deal with evil ghosts with corn to clear the anger, deal with zombies with glutinous rice to remove corpse gas, and deal with water ghosts with red rice to dewater gas. But there are fewer and fewer ghosts, fewer and fewer zombies, and people like us who deal with rice all day long can't look at the face or feng shui, what else can we do except copy a bowl of rice? ”

Siyuan smiled and nodded: "You also did a good job." ”

"Hey, those poor ghosts are pitiful, there is no way." Uncle Kun walked to the back and took the tribute rice that had already been cold, poured strong wine and lit the fire, the flames whirred up, the blue flames flickered in the room with Zizi's voice, Uncle Kun looked at the burning rice: "Young boy, this road is not easy to walk." ”

"Well, it's lonely."

Siyuan has actually felt that there are so many people around him, but the sense of loneliness is all the time, this loneliness is not the kind of loneliness that is ignored, but a kind of ...... It's a very inexplicable feeling, like a fish in the throat, unable to swallow or spit out.

"Uncle Kun! Did you sleep? ”

A crisp voice came from outside, Siyuan and Uncle Kun turned their heads at the same time, and found a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl shouting outside in Mandarin.

"Lili come in."

Uncle Kun said to Siyuan: "The child who came from the mainland a few years ago, she lived here with her mother and often came to help. ”

The girl named Lili walked into the house, glanced at Siyuan cautiously, and then whispered to Uncle Kun, "Uncle Kun...... My mother's illness seems to be serious again, what should I do? ”

In fact, Siyuan felt that she was quite wrong from the time she first came in, obviously thirteen or fourteen years old should be the most energetic age but she looked lifeless, her eyes were dull, this kind of sick wood was absolutely abnormal, and she had a strong smell of medicine......

"Hey...... Lili. Your mother will hurt others and herself, that's it. Uncle Kun's eyes were lonely, as if he had aged for dozens of years all of a sudden, he hooked his waist and walked to the cabinet in the corner, opened the cabinet and took out a string of copper bells from it: "Use this to hang at the door of the room, you can live here tomorrow." ”

"Hmm......" Lili hesitated a little, but finally nodded in agreement, and she seemed to have a natural tacit understanding with Uncle Kun, and neither of them said what the situation was.

But...... Siyuan saw the string of bells, he pretended not to know, and after Lili left, he also stood up and smiled at Uncle Kun: "I'll go first." ”

"Go ahead, come back to dinner when you have time."

"Definitely."

Siyuan left the restaurant and secretly followed Lili into a dilapidated tube building. This building is empty and gloomy, and it is thanks to this little girl that she dares to go, and the most timid men may not pass through the hall in this kind of place at this point, especially the red light from the windows of those residents' homes, which makes this corridor even more eerie and terrifying.

The girl named Lili didn't notice that she was following a person, so she took Siyuan to her door. But she stopped for a long time at the door, hesitating to open the door, apparently out of fear.

But in the end, she mustered up the courage to push the door open, and the moment it opened. There was a strange smell coming straight out of the room. In the strong smell of Chinese medicine, there was also a smell of rotten flesh and a roar from the depths of the throat.

Siyuan did not go directly at that time, but made a phone call to the Hong Kong office of the special case team, which is also under the jurisdiction of the South China region, although it is a special office. So after a call from the BOSS. The sleeping guys were all whistled at once.

But then. Just before they were about to leave, Siyuan's second call arrived: "You don't need it, I'll solve it myself." ”

"Boss...... Isn't it? In the middle of the night. ”

"I'm sorry."

Siyuan blushed and hung up the phone. Then he touched the back of his head in embarrassment, although it was very immoral to wake up the team members, but he regretted it just after the first call, because he didn't know what was inside, although the special case team was a violent agency, but the matter here could not be solved by law, punishment was not the goal, and what was needed was a solution to the problem.

No matter what the specific situation is, Siyuan must see it himself before he can make up his mind, after all, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl who came out in the middle of the night to ask for help for her mother, his heart can't be hard.

He straightened his clothes, tried to look like a bad person, then coughed and walked to the door of the room and began knocking.

But it was as if he had seen a ghost, just now he saw the girl go in, but now no matter how he knocked on the door, the girl did not appear, and the room was silent and silent.

Five minutes after he knocked on the door, the door across the room opened, and a scruffy man with messy hair came out, and after swearing at Siyuan in Cantonese, he slammed the door shut, looking a little panicked.

Seeing him like that, Si Yuan simply turned around and began to knock on his door......

After a while, he opened the door, Siyuan didn't talk nonsense, stuffed a cigarette and walked directly into the house to show his ID: "Police." ”

"Be a beggar......"

"Don't speak plainly." Siyuan came to the house to take a look, and found that there was nothing abnormal in this house, but the yin qi was relatively sufficient, which should be caused by not seeing sunlight all year round, and he would get sick if he lived for a long time.

"Officer, what are you going to do, it's morning."

Siyuan sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette: "Who lives opposite?" ”

When the man heard this, his neck shrunk, and his face became panicked: "I don't know......"

"Headquarters, I suspect that someone here is hiding drugs, come and deal with it." Siyuan casually dialed the phone and put it on his ear: "Well, the prisoner may have a heavy weapon, and he can consider killing him." ”

"Hello, the number you dialed is empty......" The response in the handset was like this......

But regardless of what was going on in the earpiece, the man couldn't hear it, so he was anxious on the spot, and said a lot of nonsense, and then waved his hand and said, "Sir, don't mess with me......"

"Then do you want to talk about it?"

The man's face was very ugly, and he gestured for a long time to make his words clear, and he said it with fear.

In his broken narrative, Siyuan could barely make out a reason. He said that there lived a mother and daughter from the mainland. The woman is a little beautiful and has big breasts...... One day a man who looked very frustrated came to her, and then he heard a fierce quarrel on the other side, and the sound of smashing things and throwing things was heard clearly in the whole corridor, and then suddenly there was no sound, and then about a week, the next door seemed to start to stew Chinese medicine, and the smell of medicine all over the building made people very disgusting, and since then everyone has never seen the woman again, no matter what she does, it is the little girl who goes out to do it.

Listening to the girl's account, her mother seemed to be sick. However, they seemed to be living even more miserably, and the girl began to beg for leftovers everywhere, until Uncle Kun took pity on her and gave her food every day to let her live. However, the smell of medicine in the house is getting stronger and stronger day by day, as soon as they open the door, the whole building is the disgusting smell, and since this smell spread, many neighbors have begun to get sick, everyone said that the woman has an infectious disease, so no one dares to have contact with them anymore, and the little girl will naturally never go out again except for going to Uncle Kun to get food every day.

After listening to this, Siyuan nodded. He could smell the smell just now. Let's look at this guy's account. It's not a medicinal smell at all...... Instead, he wanted the smell of Chinese medicine to cover up the corpse qi, coupled with the roar and the string of bells he heard just now, if he couldn't think of what he was doing, Siyuan, the team leader, did it for nothing.

"Someone refining corpses ......"

Siyuan already had the answer in his heart. No wonder the girl seemed abnormal. And Uncle Kun even asked her to move in together. The corpse poison in the process of refining the corpse is very strong, and it is estimated that if it wasn't for Uncle Kun giving her something, I'm afraid her life would have been gone.

He nodded. Mentally prepared, he walked out the door and said to the man, "Close the door and don't speak!" ”

"Uh-huh." He couldn't wait to get rid of Siyuan, the plague god, so he agreed and slammed the door shut.

Siyuan stood in front of the door again, knocked on the door with his hand, and shouted: "If you don't open the door, I'll call the police, do you hear!" I count three, two, one! ”

Just as he was counting to two, the door creaked open, revealing the little girl's pale, emaciated face and lifeless eyes.

"My mom is sick, I'm sorry for causing you trouble......"

"Let me in." Siyuan showed his ID: "Police." ”

When the little girl saw it, her face became even more ugly, and she wanted to close the door in a hurry, but how could a little girl of this age compete with a strong man like Siyuan, so the door was quickly completely pushed open, and Siyuan naturally rushed in sideways.

As soon as he entered the room, he almost didn't throw it up, the smell in this room was hell, it felt like walking into the sewer of dozens of dead rats, the smell of Chinese medicine, carrion and mildew in the middle were mixed in the room, and the smoke made people unable to open their eyes.

"Can you sleep here?" Siyuan looked down at the girl: "Your name is Lili, right?" ”

"I ...... My mom is sick...... Sick. ”

She only had this one sentence from beginning to end, that is, her mother was sick, and she looked pitiful and full of fear.

Siyuan didn't care about this, just raised his eyes to look at the furnishings in the house, this place is also poor enough, the four walls of the home are absolutely qualified, except for a broken sofa that has come out of the spring, there is hardly anything that can be called furniture, even the "table" with a teacup is replaced by a cardboard box containing apples.

"Where's your mother? Take me to see it. ”

"I ...... My mother...... My mom is sick. ”

This girl named Lili was obviously frightened by Siyuan, even her lips began to white, her expression was very ugly, and she didn't even know where to find a sharp fruit knife in her hand.

The more this was the case, the more sure Siyuan was that there was a problem here, but he was not in a hurry, sat down on the broken sofa, covered his nose and asked, "Lili, where are you from?" I'm also from the mainland. ”

"Guangxi ......"

"Guangxi, Guilin is a good place. What grade are you? ”

"Fifth grade, but my mom won't let me study, so she brought me here to find my dad."

"Fifth grade...... Do you want to go back to study? ”

"I ...... My mom is sick......"

This sentence was again, but Siyuan saw a strong hope in her eyes. But it's normal to think that a girl who was supposed to sit in a bright classroom and read "Leap Earth" is now eating other people's leftovers in a room that smells bad, and this gap is too big.

"Is it okay for your uncle to help your mother heal?"

"No...... Not good...... Uncle Kun said that his mother can't see anyone, and no one can see him...... and put her in the house. ”

Uncle Kun...... It seems that Uncle Kun knows about this, but why doesn't he deal with it? Or is there something else going on? Anyway, Siyuan was so anxious that Chen Ming said a very classic sentence that can be introduced into a famous sentence - behind any seemingly intricate case, there is a simple outrageous reason, just because of the mixing of people that makes it as complicated as we see.

"Then I'm a policeman, and if you don't let me see it, I'll call a lot of people to come!" A lot of people are going to see your mom by then. ”

"No, you can't!"

Unexpectedly, this thin girl actually stabbed Siyuan with a fruit knife after screaming, but her attack was too weak, and she couldn't break the defense, and Siyuan's weak body only used two fingers to clamp the fruit knife.

"Looks like you're not good." ——

Take a look, take a look. What do I say, I don't have any merit as a hanger, I just speak honestly. Yesterday was even less, and I gave up a qiē entertainment time this weekend, and there was a big explosion of nearly 10,000 words, but in the end, I was not satisfied with some places and deleted it, and I made up a 9,000-word word.

Well...... The new year is coming, don't you want to give me some New Year's benefits or something? For example, the girl's fruit photo.,Friendly reward.,Dick Si's sister or something? (To be continued......)