Its willow branches are twisted together with several thin strands that resemble hairs, and the willow leaves are sticky in a single piece. On the finely glued willow leaves, you can still clearly see the veins of the willow leaves. The willow pole below is tied together with many, many filaments.

Zhong Kui was fascinated, and he tried to touch the willow branch with his hand, and it felt soft, much like touching a young girl's hair. A strange feeling appeared in his heart, and his fingers continued to extend and touch the willow leaves, and a willow leaf trembled slightly. Suddenly, a little bit of ant pain hit him, and he looked closely at a bead of blood coming out of his fingertips.

Zhong Kui's hand loosened, and the bonsai rolled to the ground.

I didn't know why my finger was pricked, and he didn't have time to pick up the bonsai. Rubbing his hands, he remembered to pick up the bonsai that had fallen on the ground.

"Brother, have you been stabbed?"

"What's on it for you?" Looking at the bonsai picked up by vanilla, Zhong Kui looked at the fingers that were bleeding again.

"You touched the willow leaves?"

"yes? Willow leaves also prick people? ”

Vanilla giggled, "It's not the willow leaves that prick you, it's the needles on the willow leaves that prick you." ”

"Needle?"

"Look, here'......"

Sure enough, under the plucking of the vanilla, there was a needle hidden in the fine filament, and the flaw could not be seen with the naked eye.

"This little handicraft is quite delicately made, and the handiwork is also fine."

"That's, brother, do you know how much this bonsai is worth?"

"How much?"

"300 pieces."

"So much? What is the salary of an iron rice bowl worker in March? ”

"Hmm!" Vanilla nodded earnestly.

"Where did you get the money? Buy this thing? ”

"I didn't buy it, it was given to me by an aunt who asked me for a fortune telling, and I don't remember her name."

Zhong Kui's thick eyebrows twisted, and he took the bonsai from Vanilla's hand again, up and down, and looked at it carefully. "Do you think there's anything wrong with the filaments in this bonsai?"

"I don't think so! Isn't it just a very soft chemical filament? ”

"But how do I feel like human hair?"

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Vanilla's dull hair. After expressing the doubts in his heart, Zhong Kui coldly fought a cold war. I thought to myself: If it is a bonsai made of human hair, then its raw materials are too abnormal.

Zhong Kui placed the bonsai on the counter and looked at the bonsai with a scrutinizing gaze. I clearly remember to touch the texture of the willow branches, the texture is delicate and real, just like human hair.

Seeing the other party's focused demeanor, Vanilla couldn't help but be happy. She knew that Brother Zhong Kui was thick and fine, and she would definitely like these delicate things. The willow tree is an unforgettable memory of the two of them as children, and in the years that have passed, there has always been an indelible feeling for the willow tree in the memory that has not faded.

"Brother, what do you want? Don't think of good things as bad things. How could Vanilla believe that this was a bonsai made of hair, she thought that Zhong Kui was exposed to strange things on weekdays, and when he was exposed to more contact, he would see everything with a strange feeling.

"No, it's just that my hand came into contact with that soft and delicate feeling just now, so I thought of going up this layer." Retracting his gaze, he looked at Vanilla thoughtfully. The doubts in my heart are stubbornly stored in my mind, and I pretend to be okay on my face, and the doubts in my heart are even worse.

Xiao Ming wants to go home, and sends his eldest sister back by the way to help the family spring ploughing. After the beginning of spring, the family began to do more farm work, weeding, turning the soil, and sowing seeds. And another younger brother is going to school, and he has to stay in place for a while before he can come out.

Zhong Kui is really thick and fine, when he returned to the county seat, he bought some rare food that was invisible in the county town and the countryside, and asked Xiao Ming to take it home to honor his mother.

After Xiao Ming and his eldest sister left the county seat, dusk came in a blink of an eye.

Vanilla was going back to the courtyard as usual, and Zhong Kui was stationed at the shop.

Tired and dusty all the way, there is nothing to do at the moment. I have to recharge my energy, and tomorrow I will visit the bonsai making workshop. When the clock strikes, the hands point to exactly nine o'clock.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, my mind always thinking about the feeling of my fingers touching the willow branches.

finally closed his eyes in a daze and gave Zhou Gong a meeting. A sound of crying, coming from nowhere, drifted into his eardrums.

Subconsciously rolled over and sat up, got out of bed, as if everything was in the omen. He could see the room without the lights on, and the sound of crying seemed to come from the counter.

As I walked, I wondered who was crying at the counter door.

A dark shadow was crying by the counter, crying so much that it was depressing.

"You have the audacity to come to me to make trouble?" Zhong Kui shouted, and the ghost who was crying in fright instantly disappeared.

The ghost disappeared, and there was still a wisp of ghostly energy in the air that had not dissipated.

Stir your nose and sniff the source of the ghost's energy. Eyes focused on the bonsai, and the willow leaves were trembling, as if they were afraid of something.

It was the cold wind that shook the leaves, and Zhong Kui had sniffed bonsai in broad daylight, but he didn't find any strange breath. The ghost shadow that appeared in the store in the middle of the night must have something in trouble and needed help, otherwise he wouldn't have recklessly barged in and cried.

After listening intently for a moment, he suddenly shouted outside the door, "Come in!" Tell me if there is any grievance, and I will deal with it impartially. ”

As soon as the words fell, his eyes flashed, and the crying ghost just now suddenly appeared in front of him.

The ghost lowered his head, as if he was afraid of Zhong Kui.

"If you have any grievances, tell them, don't be afraid."

"I want to ask you to save my daughter."

"Your daughter?"

The ghost nodded, never daring to raise his head to face Zhong Kui.

The latter's gaze fell on the ghost, who stood stiff and stiff, seeping into the crowd. Visually, I felt a chill not drifting in. He casually tugged at the placket, "Where is your daughter?" ”

"Hospital."

"County hospital?"

"Yes!"

"Is there anything wrong with her?"

“…… She ......" the ghost hesitated for a moment, then stopped, "I have harmed her, please help her." ”

"What's your daughter's name?"

"Liang Yuzhi."

"Why are you asking me for help?"

“……… I'm guilty of a great deal of sin and I'm dragging her down......"

It seems that the ghost is deliberately hiding something, but he wants to call himself to help her, Zhong Kui pondered for a few seconds, raised his head and replied ambiguously: "Okay, I promise you, you should leave here and go to the underworld to report with confidence." ”

The ghost raised his head slightly, as if looking at the counter, and then twisted his body, and said coldly: "Thank you, I'll go." ”

When the sky is still white, there are vendors on the street shouting and trading. There are people who sell mash dumplings, there are people who sell tea eggs, Zhong Kui, who was awakened by the shouting, felt dizzy, he still remembered that he had a dream last night in a daze, and when he woke up, he still vaguely remembered that there was a female ghost in the dream.