I'll go! This can also be ......" Jin Shiyi shouted.

Shen Yan rolled her eyes: "Second goods, how did you become a forensic doctor if your reaction ability is dull enough?" ”

"Oh, I wanted to apply for a major with few people to go to college, so I applied for the Department of Forensic Medicine."

“……”

Although cremation has been carried out on our side, many villages still maintain the oldest burial customs, and it is not difficult to dig up graves and open coffins and get a few corpses or something. It's just that I don't understand, what kind of evil spirit is attached to Jin Shiyi's father, to make that bowl of hand-tossed scalps? As soon as I remembered that I had been so close to a dead man's scalp, my stomach churned, and I covered my mouth and retched.

Shen Yan patted me on the back: "First year of junior high school, are you okay?" It's been five months, right? Why is the reaction so big? ”

"No, I don't know......"

"This Third Master Ling is really, how can you let a pregnant woman run around...... Oh! ”

Suddenly, King Ling's Tomb braked sharply.

Several of us slammed forward because of inertia, and Jin Shiyi hurriedly blocked in front of Shen Yan, and Shen Yan's head hit Jin Shiyi's stomach. And because the car stopped too fast, I hit my head on the front seat hard, and I was starry-eyed.

"King Ling's Tomb, what kind of wind are you smoking?" I screamed in pain.

King Ling's tomb opened the car door and coldly dropped a sentence: "You go home first, I see He Santu." After saying that, he quickly got out of the car, and in the blink of an eye, he ran away without a trace.

"Tang Chuyi, are you okay?" Shen Yan asked me with concern.

I smiled, "It's fine. "Fortunately, this hit the head, if it hit the stomach, I don't know what is going to happen, this guy in King Ling's tomb was startled, he was not careful at all, and it was better to stay away from him in the future."

Shen Yan pushed Jin Shiyi: "Second goods, you go and drive." ”

"Hmm." Jin Shiyi scratched Shen Yan's nose and sat in the driver's seat.

The car drove quickly, and after half an hour, we arrived at Nanwu Village. As soon as we arrived at the village, Jin Shiyi's mobile phone rang, it was his father calling, saying that someone was making trouble in the store, Jin Shiyi told us that it would be sent here, and then we were going to take a taxi back. It's not easy to take a taxi in this Nanwu Village at this time of year, so I got out of the car with Shen Yan and asked Jin Shiyi to drive the car back to the county seat.

Shen Yan and I walked along the country road and slowly walked home.

As soon as I passed through the courtyard of Grandma Yin's house, I saw Lingzheng dressed in black, standing with his hands in his hands, standing at the gate of the courtyard and looking at the sky in the distance, and the knife-like back curve was perfectly presented in front of us. Shen Yan glanced at me, her steps slowed down, and I walked quickly behind Lingzheng.

"Lingzheng ......"

"First year of junior high school, where have you been?"

"Go, go to find Jin Shiyi......"

Lingzheng turned his head and looked at me, and his eyes seemed to be more thorough than ever, and he could see the hearts of people. But he didn't demolish me, just followed my words: "Can you find it?" ”

Originally, my plan was to come back in the evening to receive the punishment of Lingzheng. It's worth suffering a little for the sake of good food. But now I'm so hungry that my chest is pressed against my back, and if the Spirit punishes me again, I'll have to lie down. I wrenched my fingers around my clothes and whispered, "Found it, but nothing happened to us...... That, I、We also found a surprising news。 I flatteringly pinched Lingzheng's arm and said with a smile, "Lingzheng, Jin Shiyi's adoptive father and father are more possessed by evil spirits." ”

I deliberately said something very cute.

Lingzheng can see the eyes of people's hearts, and if I lie, it will be a disturbing conscience. Therefore, I will report to Lingzheng the scene we saw today at the Jin Shiyi Hotel.

Lingzheng stepped back to the house, and I hurriedly followed Lingzheng.

Shen Yan also went home, but instead of following us, she went to the incense room to find her grandmother. When I passed by the incense room, I said hello to my grandmother and said that I was back, and then followed Lingzheng's steps back to my room. Ling was sitting at his desk, holding a pen and writing ink on the paper.

I stood for a while, and saw that Lingzheng didn't intend to pay attention to me, so I took the initiative to go to the kitchen to water it, made a pot of tea, handed the cup like a perfume to Lingzheng, found a chair and sat down, and watched quietly.

Lingzheng is writing things now, as if he used to help me write homework, I can be regarded as Lingzheng watched grow up, he taught and loved like a child, I never dared to blatantly say that I love Lingzheng, when I was in junior high school, the concept of love had just been established, and I was entangled whether Lingzheng liked me or not, and I struggled for a long time. It's okay now, there is Lingzheng's baby in the belly, and in front of him is Lingru's side face drawn in ink, and life is really good.

"The first year of junior high school."

"Huh? Well? ”

I rested my hands on the edge of my desk, staring carefully at Lingzheng's hand, and as my fingers moved, the yang and yin characters appeared on the paper. Lingzheng's yang writing is vigorous and powerful, and the line is grassy; Although I don't know Yinwen, I also wrote wonderful traces by looking at that stroke and drawing.

"What do you see now?" Lingzheng still wrote hard, and asked me without raising his head.

I blurted out my thoughts: "I saw the male god writing...... Yes...... No, I mean, Lingzheng's Yin writing is very powerful, it can cure a hundred ghosts, and it is so handsome. Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, he hurriedly used his spare light to look at Lingzheng, and saw that he didn't pause in his hand, and still wrote quickly. Flowing clouds and water, dotted ink into paintings.

After writing for a while, he changed a piece of yellow mounted paper, spread a piece of red gold paper, drew a palm-sized gossip diagram on it with cinnabar, and then used black ink and white latex to dot the bipolar poles. The cinnabar is printed on the red background, which is not so obvious, but the black and white cathode and cathode are particularly eye-catching.

"On the first day of junior high school, you go outside the house and break the branches of the locust tree."

"Oh." As I said, I walked outside, stood on tiptoe and raised my arms to the top, touching the branch of the locust tree. I jumped three times, but I still couldn't reach it, so I wanted to go into the house and move a stool to set up a platform, but when I turned around, I met Lingzheng's cold eyes, I was busy and took a step back, but I stepped on a stone, and my feet slipped and immediately fell down.

When it was too late, Lingzheng's fingers followed my fingertips to the palm of my hand and lifted me up.

It is no exaggeration to say that that mention lifted me up in the air for half a circle. In this half-circle, I made up the picture in the movie, and I guessed that I would be pulled back into his arms by Lingzheng, and I could take this opportunity to enjoy it again. I never thought that fantasy is always fantasy, Lingzheng's strength is just enough for me to stand firm, there is no panic and waves in his eyes, and I can't move forward half a point and implement the evil thoughts in my heart.

A warm breeze blew, blowing off the last season of locust flowers left on the tree and drifting onto Lingzheng's shoulders.

A little snow white, like frost and mist.

Black and white are contrasting colors, but they are also the best colors to match. Lingzheng's black clothes are the longest memories in my memory, and the white locust trees and flowers on the branches are the future I seek in my lovesick dreams.

Lingzheng raised his hand and folded a branch of a locust tree that had bloomed three or four flowers, and stretched it out in front of me, his face as calm as that of an immortal.

"First year of junior high school, what do you think this is?"

"Sophora flowers." I reached out and took it, put it under my nose and sniffed it.

The pink and white fragrance, such as the wind, snow and rain, is more pitiful than the peach blossom and plum blossom.

"What if I say it's an apricot blossom? Although apricots and acacia do not bloom in the same month, how do you know that the "apricot" I am talking about is not the 'acacia' in your eyes? Lingzheng stroked my head, and there was a divine light in his eyes when he mentioned the Buddha's mind.

I laughed twice: "Lingzheng, apricot blossoms are apricot blossoms, acacia blossoms are acacia blossoms, I read a lot, you can't fool me." ”

Lingzheng slowly shook his head: "Everything in the world has spirituality, but not everyone can feel this spirituality. I, you, grandmother, we can also pass through the Yin Division and cross the Yang Pass, but what we see and hear is often different. "I plucked a few locust flowers from the branches, put them in my palm, paused, and said, "'Acacia' and 'apricot' pass on to us different spirituality, and when we use our own spirit to identify it, we have thousands of thoughts. ”

I opened my mouth slightly, and after listening to Lingzheng's words that were both huai and apricot, all I wrote down in my mind was an ethereal smile on Lingzheng's lips. If I had to describe it in words, I would only say that it is like a god, a Buddha and a fairy, in short, it is not like the sense of fulfillment that a human being should have on the earth. But Lingzheng's transcendent appearance can give me an infinite sense of security.

Obviously, Lingzheng had already understood what he said, and I didn't understand it for a short time, and he didn't embarrass me, so he just let me stay under this old locust tree and slowly become enlightened, and he went back to the house to prepare Yin books and peach talismans. said that after waiting for an hour, he would take us to the hotel of Jin Shiyi's house to have a look, deal with the ghost matter of Jin Shiyi's father, and find out what was going on with the tearing scalp.

I looked at the back of Lingzheng walking back to the house, and I wanted to cry without tears, and my stomach growled. glanced at a few acacia flowers in his hand, and his heart was horizontal, and they were all thrown into his mouth. Chew a few times and swallow into your stomach.

The "spirituality" of all things? The "Spiritual Sense" of Mankind?

My mind is full of wild ideas.

Some psychologists have studied that when people look in the mirror, their brains will automatically make up for their deficiencies, so the appearance we see in the mirror will be about 30% uglier than the real appearance. That's why when you take a photo, everyone else feels like it, but you don't feel like it.

Could this be related to what Lingzheng said?

The locust blossom in his eyes is an apricot blossom, and the locust blossom in my eyes is a pear blossom. Our current existence is an inevitability of chance. Each of us may see the world differently. Maybe you think it's sweet, and he thinks it's bitter, but his bitterness is different from your definition. Maybe you think that color is called blue, and he also calls it blue, but what he sees is actually the green in your eyes.

Who can be sure that the sweetness in their mouth is what others think is sweet? Who can be sure that the blue sky they see is the blue in the eyes of others?

When we see a person at the same time, we all think he is good-looking. I think he's good-looking because I see him white-skinned and handsome, and you think he's white-skinned, but your whiteness means "black" and mine's whiteness means "white". It's just a different definition of the concept of everything in the world.

To give a simple example, animals look at people very differently from people look at people.

The most common thing is that dogs look at people with low eyes, snakes look at people with red eyes, and flies look at people with countless heads. All of the above have been scientifically proven, and there is more basis for discussion. Some people are born with ghosts, and some people can see ghosts through acquired cultivation and chance, but some people can't see through yin and yang no matter what.