Now there are not a lot of vehicles, just a few vague friends, here is the suburb of the river, almost few people come on weekdays, not to mention that it is almost time for the New Year, the scenery of this place is still very good, but it's also a holy place for couples, and I'm also happy to see art generation groups of sketches, as well as individual broadcast and music students, practice here, in the summer, there are also people who come here for outdoor barbecue, it's not sure if it's specific. "What are you doing here, it's not going to be a date, do you have a boyfriend? No, it didn't exist at that time. Phil said, seeing Ciri walk straight to the river and come down on a bench.

"Say, what the hell is going on with you, I thought, the nonsense is over, go back early, my time, I don't want to, it's wasted on you for free, if you have something, you just say it, it's fine, if there is nothing to do, then you better please go back, after all, I don't want to." In the end, Ciri chose to shut up and be silent, and some words were still quite hurtful. Phil finally walked over and sat down next to Ciri, a long-lost serenity, which was very intoxicating.

"Do you really, don't you hurt? It's all black, I said, don't you feel it at all? It's impossible, I don't believe it. Phil was already a little excited, but Ciri sat quietly and listened to Phil as if nothing had happened. I'm much better than you, it's nothing, are you afraid of death? If you're afraid of death, it's better to go back early, you better talk about your affairs, anyway, I also have this blood-red palm print, if you die, you won't die alone, and you won't lose money. Ciri sighed softly and said with a smile, in the end, Haas was not the best at all, but he could not say that sentence.

Phil looked at Ciri and didn't say anything, Ciri seemed to have few expressions, Phil knew that Ciri's father was an officer and was in the army on weekdays, Ciri was very young, and he also went to the art troupe in the army, Phil instantly seemed to know the entry point of the topic and asked reluctantly; "I don't know what to think now, I think the art troupe in the army is good, have you heard of it?"

Ciri closed his eyes and didn't answer what Ciri said again, but Ciri really just didn't want to answer Phil's question, neither of them was talking, there was a little bit of embarrassment in the air, and finally Ciri said; "Don't you say it's right to the art troupe, it's really just average, I remember when I was a child, I was lucky enough to be selected, but then I gave up, not to say how boring life is, two, it's just that I don't like it very much, I don't like things I don't like, why do I have to do it, people only live once, and time is very limited, I'm a person, very realistic, that's all."

Phil listened to Ciri's answer, Ciri felt that it was okay, after all, what he said was very reasonable, so he asked in a low voice: "You are so good, I feel that my life when I was a child is not very happy." ”

"So what, weakness, is the original sin, very right time, for example, will only care about you, for one thing, do well or badly, others, will not have any thoughts, no matter how much effort you put in the middle, the result is not good, that is, nothing is good, negate everything, including the time and everything paid, in other words." When Ciri said this, it was still painless, it didn't seem to happen to him, everything looked fearless.

"But, I'm not, no matter what you do well or not, as long as you do it, I like it, I won't feel like that, the previous thing, really very, your injury, is it better, I still want to say to you, I'm sorry, it's still my hand in the end, if you're still angry, hit me." Phil said, and Ciri took a deep breath and said; "You're really annoying, the same thing, you want me to tell you a few times, I've said it all." At this point, Ciri's tone finally fluctuated a little, but I don't know why. Phil always felt that Ciri was hiding something.

"I'm going back, whether I can go or not, it's your business." Ciri stood up and said, in fact, Ciri also felt a tingling pain in his arm, for this statement, Ciri already knows, today is in the catastrophe, the child who was drowned at that time, so his hands are still iron blue, but Ciri is really not panicked at all, because with Phil by his side, no matter if he says, there is still some comfort and reliance on psychology, in fact, so many things have happened, without a little change, it is almost impossible, as for Phil, in fact, it can only be said to be average.

"You say, if it's really a curse, then you say, will we die, but I still don't want to die, really, you're not you, okay, let's go, let's go." Phil is also a little helpless, but what can be done now?

Ciri stood up and left directly, Phil seems to be used to it, but I don't know why, Phil inexplicably feels that this is good, it's really a person, it's still more complicated, Ciri usually really, forget it, Fei Eh still didn't say anything, and followed, the reality is in winter, the river is frozen, and there are a few leaves on the ice.

Phil finally followed Ciri, but Ciri stopped, Ciri looked at the surroundings expressionlessly, Ciri's expression looked very serious, Phil looked around, the gray sky, the bare woods, there seemed to be a smell of barbecue, Phil touched his head, embarrassed and said: "Are you hungry, I seem to smell the smell of barbecue." ”

"Enough is enough, are you thinking too much, this is a wilderness, it's still winter, how can someone barbecue, let's go clean, there must be something." As soon as Ciri's voice fell, a heavy fog suddenly rose into the air. "What's going on?" Phil said, a little flustered, Ciri said calmly: "When we encounter something unclean, let's pull aside, and when it passes for a while, we will leave quickly, don't look at them, close your eyes, and it will pass in a while." ”

Phil wanted to say something, but when he saw Ciri's expression, he didn't say anything. A burst of suona sound, is coming from far to near, suona, the industry is said to be a hooligan in the musical instrument industry, because the sound is very large, all the instruments of the entire symphony orchestra combined, the sound can not cover the sound of a suona Suona, Na blowing the tune, it is still very familiar, after all, before the funeral, it was mourning, it was the tune of the funeral procession, the suona sound was very harsh, and the smoke was slowly disappearing.

A team came over, a group of people in white mourning clothes, carrying the coffin, were coming from far to near, there was no trace of blood on their faces, only a little red on their faces, carrying the coffins, running over very happily, jumping and jumping, a group of people, expressionless. "Now, it's really weird that we're supposed to do that." Phil looked at Ciri, who said; "This, I don't know, you ask me, I really, I can only say, resigned to fate, otherwise." Phil felt a little helpless, but he couldn't help it!!

Then, on the opposite side, there came another group of people but did send off the team, a group of people carried a sedan chair, the people of the family team, wearing red clothes, their faces were very white, only the face and lips were not red, or that very bright red, a few people walking in front of the team, shaking their heads and jumping up and running over, the two teams came and surrounded Ciri and Phil in the middle, Ciri now saw that the person sitting on the coffin was the child who had caught them before and left a bloody palm mark.

The men walked quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they walked up to Ciri, and a cold hand, caught Ciri's arm, and threw Ciri aside.

"Is that you? It's so good that I'm going to wring your head off. When Ciri said this, he was very fierce, and his expression was also very bad, Phil just looked at Ciri, kicked a man in white in the funeral procession to the ground, and then grabbed a man in white and threw it on the leader of the opposite procession. Phil looked at Ciri and felt that there was also an inexplicable fear, but he didn't know why.

"Look, I'll screw your head off right away." Ciri smiled fiercely. One dodged and tried to catch the child sitting on the coffin, but it failed, Ciri's expression was very exaggerated, and one of the men in white hit Ciri on the back with a stick in his hand.

"Are you stupid, you won't run?" Ciri fell to the ground and yelled at Phil.

Ciri stood up and grabbed the child's neck, but he only felt that it was very cold, like ice cubes, and then several men in white began to beat Ciri frantically, Phil knew that Ciri was injured, and immediately ran over.

At this time, in the woods behind him, the old man of the sanitation worker took out a handful of soybean-like things from his pocket and scattered them at once, and then only heard some screams, and the group disappeared at once, and slowly walked out.

"You're all right." Phil helped Ciri up, and Ciri spat out a mouthful of blood with his eyes half-open.

"What happened just now was that the red and white were both evil, the big murderer, the meeting of red and white things, it was a big taboo, that was the person who drowned in the river before, had a marriage contract, and they wanted to kill you."