Chapter 87: Seventy-Seven

At about half-past four, the shoot was done.

After the members of 123 who had walked forward left, the staff removed the equipment.

Chen Nan looked at the time, she said goodbye to Jiang You and said, "I'll go back to cook, Yun Yun is waiting for me at home." ”

"Go ahead, bring the bag."

Chen Nan took the shopping bag and walked out of the worm house.

Garbage in the yard.

Jiang Li found the broom and began to clean.

Several patches of grass were bald, the trunks of the pomegranate trees were broken with bark, and there were obvious scratches on the bluestone road.

Jiang You stood by the pond, holding his broom and bowing his head in thought, "Let's go to the gym tomorrow." ”

On August 22, the Tangjiang Municipal People's Court awarded Jiang Mo's custody to the Tangjiang Municipal Welfare Institute.

On the evening of August 25, Tang Butian walked into the worm house with Jiang Min.

Jiang You walked out of the store, he squatted down to look at Jiang Mo and pinched his cheek, "It seems to have lost a little weight." ”

He looked up and saw Tang Butian looking up at the plaque above the gate.

"How? Not bad, right? ”

"It's good."

Jiang You picked up Jiang Mo and carried him into the store.

The iron gate of the courtyard, which had been open, was closed.

Tang Butian followed and walked in.

Jiang You put Jiang Mo on the chair, took out a can of Coke from the kitchen, pulled the pull tab, inserted a straw into it, and put it in front of Jiang Min.

Jiang Mo reached out and hugged the Coke can and slowly sucked it one by one.

"The estate has been notarized and is currently in the name of the welfare institution."

"It's good, it saves his uncle from making trouble."

"How did you get here?"

"Is this an interrogation?"

"Yes."

"Didn't record it?"

"Nope."

"Can you skip it?"

"I can't."

Jiang You sighed and pointed to his body, "His physique is indeed a bit special, probably really Tianyantong, after his parents died in a car accident, he wanted to meet his parents again, he studied computers, and his search ability is relatively strong," Jiang You couldn't help but complain, "But his judgment ability is relatively poor." ”

"So I summoned you?"

Jiang You looked at Tang Butian very seriously and said, "I really am a human being. ”

Tang Butian didn't dwell on him on this issue, "And then?" ”

"Me and him, Spider, have been there for a long time, I don't know how long, I don't feel the passage of time there, I spend most of my time sleeping, he should be having a good time," Jiang You laughed, "He is very fierce, do you know, the mess there is afraid of him no matter how much he can beat, he may think that I want to come here, after all, the existence there is more than the appearance," he thought for a moment of adjective, "It is more strange." ”

Minced Ginger spat out the straw.

Jiang You took the Coke can in his hand, took out the straw and took a big sip directly, "The existence he wants to summon happens to be nearby, so he swallows it, and then we come over." ”

He sighed and smiled bitterly, "When I woke up, the whole person was confused, you know, I slept well, and suddenly my whole body began to hurt, my first thought was to quickly find a weapon or something to wipe my neck, but I couldn't control my fingers, let me tell you, this kind of thing still has to find a professional, Taoist monk Wu clan or something, otherwise it will be so hard to stuff a lot of after-sales sequelae," Jiang You couldn't control it as soon as he complained, "There are neighbors who knocked on the door, as if they haven't seen me for a few days and are afraid that something will happen to me, You know that at that time, the house was a mess of materials, colors, and tastes, which was much more terrifying than the cats in the room that day, and I had to clean ......it up."

"So you started pretending to be him?"

"That's not true, he and I are fused, very complete, I have all his memories, the emotions in the memory, his habits and physical reactions," Jiang You threw the empty Coke can into the trash, "This is probably the reason why my IQ is declining now, it's too stupid, he has such a natural eye and a physique, just find a reliable Taoist monk temple and say that he wants to become a monk, maybe he will be accepted, and he can meet his parents in the standard way, and he has to come to ...... it himself." ”

"What about spiders?"

"Spider, he came over and found that he had nothing to eat, and he almost starved to death," Jiang You sighed again, "Hey, I was really tired during that time, it hurt every day, and I had to try to make myself look like a person, of course I was originally a human being, and I had to find a way to find something for him to eat, he was the shopkeeper anyway......"

Tang Butian saw a black spider land on the long table.

With a strip of red on his back.

A gust of wind blew.

White postcards flew out of a brown paper bag on the counter, and they flew outward, swirling around the courtyard of the worm house, and then fading into the darkness.

"Why spiders?" Tang Butian asked.

"The summoned being looks more like a spider? It appears here by its name and imprint, so it also has its form. ”

"Why ginger?"

"What he fancies"

"He's good that too."

"I hope so," Jiang You's eyes suddenly became deeper, "I don't like to talk more and more, I just weave a net every day, hang it there, watch a video, and then wait for the food to come to the door, and occasionally lose my temper with me, this is not the life he should live." ”

"What's your relationship with him?"

"I'm his guardian," Jiang You touched the spider's back, "I raised him." ”

"Who were you before?"

Jiang You thought for a moment and said, "It's probably the person in charge of a charitable organization." ”

Another gust of wind blew in.

The last blank postcard in the cowhide bag fell in front of Jiang Mo.

The transparent filaments on the wrist light up.

"Today is the Midyear Festival, and it happens to be the forty-ninth day of his parents' death."

The spider silk turned, Jiang You put the pen in his hand, he looked at Jiang You, and looked at Tang Butian.

"You've established the rules?"

"There were originally some things suppressed under the Jinguang Temple, and he ate them little by little."

Jiang Mo drew a line on the postcard, he looked sideways at Jiang You, and Jiang You touched his hair.

He smiled, lowered his head and continued to draw.

The dark shadow outside the door is worshipped.

"By the way, do you think I've lost a little weight?"

Tang Butian looked at him sideways.

"I've been to the gym for a few days on a row lately, and now I'm under 80."

"Oh."

Jiang Mo put down his paintbrush.

There is an extra painting on the white postcard, a very simple stick figure, a family of three holding hands.

"Those who can touch the silk thread are very obsessed, such as Xia Xia."

The spider crawled on the white postcard.

The lights went on for a split second.

Tang Butian saw that on the ground and on the wall, the spider silk was slowly seeping, forming a web and spreading outward.

It was very windy.

The trees outside the store were blowing and whirring.

"The soul is incomplete because, there is still a part of it where he insists on going."

Jiang You picked up the postcard, he took out a silver lighter from his pocket and lit the postcard.

Burn.

Ash falls, green smoke drifts.

The spider silk trembled.

Three figures walked along the spider silk.

Jiang Mo and his parents, just like the picture on the postcard, his mother held his right hand, and his father held his left hand.

The spider silk on the wrist is loosened.

Jiang Mo's soul floated out of his body.

The mutilated soul becomes whole.

After the three of them bowed to Jiang You, they turned around and walked out, and the moment they disappeared outside the courtyard gate, the postcard that was originally hidden in the darkness spontaneously combusted.

All the plants and trees in the courtyard decayed in an instant, and the vitality was pulled out and poured into Jiang Mo's body.

"Obscuring the heavens?"

"What can't be covered, what can't be covered, just show respect."

At some point, the spider on the long table disappeared.

A huge dark shadow loomed over them.

The moment the postcard burns out.

Jiang Mo opened his eyes.

Deep in the dark eyes, with a hint of red.

He looked at Jiang You.

"Don't be sweet, do me a favor." Jiang You said suddenly.

"What?"

"Go to the kitchen, heat a glass of milk, microwave, heat for two minutes, fast."

She saw the spider silk wrapped around Jiang You's fingers, circle, circle, circle, where it was entangled, the reality turned gray, then blackened, and peeled off.

"Hurry up, if he can't wake up, you probably have to stay at the bottom of the mountain for the rest of your life, he's very fierce, really."

Tang Butian ran into the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator door, took out a jug of milk, and found the cup.

She poured the milk in.

Put in the microwave.

Select the time, two minutes, and start.

She stood by the kitchen door and looked at Jiang You, "What's wrong with him?" ”

"The brain capacity of the spider is very small, it should be, and suddenly it was changed to a large capacity, which is estimated to be a little uncomfortable?"

"Are you okay?"

The flesh on the arm peeled off, revealing the white bones, "Losing flesh is also called losing weight, right?" ”

Bite.

It's hot.

Tang Butian took out the milk, "What should I do?" ”

"Give it to me."

Tang Butian handed it over.

When her fingers touched Jiang You's phalanges, it seemed that an invisible knife had scraped her fingers.

She looked at her hands, bleeding.

Jiang You put the cup in front of Jiang Mo, and then he looked into his eyes, "It's me." ”

Jiang You seemed to gradually lose control of the energy escaping from Jiang Mo's body, knife marks appeared on the walls, and the postcards on the shelves turned into powder.

Tang Butian picked up the wooden knife that was put aside and held it tightly in his hand.

More than ten seconds later.

Jiang Mo's eyes gradually became focused.

The spider silk disappeared from Jiang You's body.

Jiang Mo picked up the milk cup, he took a sip, and then he turned his head sideways, "Dad." ”

Jiang You reached out and touched his hair.

"Tang Butian, please send me to the hospital, or you have any blood and muscle elixir for me to eat two."

"What about him?"

"At this point, it's time for him to sleep."

(Volume 1, End)