"This peace and blessing, burned together?"

Wen Yiren raised her eyebrows and looked at the remaining staff member, "Otherwise, you will stay as a souvenir?" ”

The staff shrank back, "Ahem, I mean does it still work if it burns?" ”

"It was originally for the four of them, and she couldn't receive it if she didn't burn it."

Inexplicably, as soon as Wen Yiren's words came out, the people present actually had a creepy feeling.

"Ahem, just kidding," her gaze was fixed on Lin Jingyu, she tilted her head, the corners of her mouth were almost to the root of her ears, and her smile was very weird, "I heard that Lin Wanqiu used to be called Lin Jingyu, what should her tombstone be called?" ”

"Both will be written."

Wen Yiren curled the corners of her lips, "Lin Wanqiu told me that she also has a nickname called He Zixin." ”

Almost as soon as Wen Yiren's words fell, Lin Jingyu's face changed instantly, and she looked at Wen Yiren with bared teeth, her empty eyes full of danger.

The one hanging on Lin Wanqiu's neck was not a peace blessing at all, but the hair of He's mother that she quietly picked up on the sofa when she went to He's house.

The most worrying thing is that although Lin Wanqiu's body is Lin Jingyu's, the soul is not.

Coincidentally, He Zixin and He Mother's blood is thicker than water, and the most affectionate family since childhood in an orphanage must be desired.

Let her smell the breath of her relatives, and then she misled He Zixin to think that her relatives were in the underworld......

Perfect.

How could she be so smart?

After the fire was burned, Zhong Yu and the staff member teamed up to lift Lin Wanqiu's body and walk towards the incinerator.

The fire in the incinerator is scorching, and the indoor temperature should be very high, but inexplicably, there is a biting cold.

"Strange, is the air conditioner broken, why is it so cold."

Wen Yiren stared at Lin Jingyu, who was lying on the shoulders of the staff, she held the rag doll with one hand and wrapped the other around the staff's neck, and kept breathing at the staff with a bloody mouth.

"How do I feel like someone is pressing me, my shoulders are so heavy."

I have to say, this staff member, you have the truth.

I don't know if it's the reason for Zhang Pingfu, this time the corpse was transported very smoothly, and when Zhong Yu and the staff threw Lin Wanqiu's body into the incinerator, Lin Jingyu suddenly let out a terrible scream.

"Who, who?" The staff was startled and hurriedly pressed against the wall and looked around.

"It's me, I'm a little scared to see you guys putting corpses in." Wen Yiren raised his hand and said righteously.

The staff breathed a sigh of relief, it was normal for girls to be scared when they saw the burning of corpses for the first time, but the screams just now were a bit oozing.

"This lady, if you are afraid, please wait outside, just me and Prosecutor Zhong are here."

The lid of the incinerator was covered, and Wen Yiren didn't know what was going on inside, but at least one thing was certain, her body had been burned to the point that it was now miserable, and presumably Lin Jingyu wouldn't want it anymore.

Sensing Lin Jingyu's hateful gaze, Wen Yiren pulled the corners of her lips, "Okay, I'll go out and wait for you." ”

Almost as soon as she raised her feet, Lin Jingyu had already floated over, her five fingers hooked into her mouth and let out a rude laugh, and her scarlet and empty eyes were full of terrifying coldness, as if she would be thrown into the abyss in the next second.

"Sister, you're too much, then give me your beautiful body, and I can let your friend go!"

Wen Yiren raised her eyebrows, indifferent to Lin Jingyu's threat, "Lin Wanqiu once told me that if she died, she hoped to scatter her ashes into the sea, and there would be nothing left. "Baidu" When he laughed, there was a breeze blowing through Jiezhong Literature, and the latest chapter of "Jiezhong Literature was free to read for the first time.