Liu Zimo's body was stiff and motionless at this time. Apparently also shocked. I saw that his face was frozen, holding the photo frame in one hand, holding it in the air, pointing to the photo with the other, and stammering: "Take it.... This.. This.. Piece. ”

"Didn't your mother teach you not to mess around when you go out? Don't put it away yet! As soon as he finished saying this, Lin Qiuzheng suddenly changed his words and said, "Wait a minute, let's take a look at it for me." ”

He was also curious that the door opener was framed, and he couldn't help but want to see what the picture was.

Liu Zimo had already turned around as he said, intending to put the photo back in its place. But when he heard his words, he turned sharply, and after a pause, he asked him to take it again.

The body shook suddenly, as if being manipulated, and immediately turned around 180 degrees mechanically, holding the photo in both hands, and respectfully handed it over before sending it.

Lin Qiuzheng took the photo, looked at the people in the photo intently, and suddenly snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that she was quite thin when she was young." After a pause, he handed the photo back to Liu Zimo, and continued: "Go and put it away." ”

"Yes!"

This old yellowed old photo made Lin Qiuzheng feel a strange feeling in his heart, like sympathy and pity. In short, it's inexplicably wonderful. Even the hatred in my heart has quietly subsided a lot.

At this time, he vaguely felt that Zhao Muqiong might not be the person he thought, unscrupulous for fame and fortune. This photo is also enough to prove what she really cherishes in her heart - family.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiuzheng was as curious as Liu Zimo. What was it that made her who she is?

The darkroom corridor is not spacious, but a little cramped, and the width of the corridor can only accommodate one person. The two walked in one after the other with the same question.

After just a few steps, the narrow and dim walkway faintly echoed with the rhythmic sound of Didi Didi, like the sound of a timer.

The two looked at each other puzzled, as if they couldn't guess what was coming from. The further you go, the clearer the sound becomes. Then there was a strong smell of incense burner smoke in the air. Eventually, the two made their way through the narrow corridor to the end of the dark room.

This darkroom is not as bright and rich as the outer room, nor is there any extravagant ornamentation. The whole dark room is dimly lit, giving the first impression that it seems to be a dojo for practicing exercises. The walls were covered with strange purple charms, and in the middle was an incense burner with a light dark green smoke, the smell was strong and pungent, and the smell was disgusting after a long time.

I saw Zhao Yu wearing an oxygen mask, his chest rose and fell slightly, lying flat on a table full of various tributes as if he was asleep. There is also a heart rate monitor and oxygen supply equipment on the side of his head to monitor his condition. It turned out that the previous Didi Di sound was emitted by the heart rate monitor in front of me.

The three sandalwood sticks lit in front of the table, the high stack of fruits, and the burning candle indicate that the altar has been opened.

Zhao Muqiong was uncharacteristically wearing a purple plain shirt, and she lost the appearance of getting rich in the past. Instead, she looks like a middle-aged woman.

She stood firmly behind Zhao Yu, her eyes closed, her hands crossed her chest, her ten fingers sealed, and she kept whispering incantations in her mouth. It seems that he is not in the mood to pay attention to the two distinguished guests who suddenly intrude.

Lin Qiuzheng saw this scene, and his heart was wide. He knew that the most taboo thing to do when opening the altar was to be interrupted or distracted, otherwise he would not only fall short, but also set himself on fire.

He silently observed everything around him. In her heart, she already understood most of it, it turned out that she was in a hurry to pick up Zhao Yu from the hospital in the morning in order to use the Yin Qi Dasheng tonight to open the altar. It's not like it's gone.

Liu Zimo poked Lin Qiuzheng's shoulder lightly with his finger and asked in a low voice, "Master, you see that the four corners of this room are full of four yellow flags. What is this for? ”

Lin Qiuzheng looked around, and his heart was even brighter. He replied in a low voice, "This is not a yellow flag. It is the Huang Jin Ling Banner, which is simply understood: the Soul Flag. This is inserted on all sides, and the four sides summon spirits. His son has been unconscious since his car accident. I think it should be Zhao Yu's three souls and seven souls, but he lost two souls after the car accident. She is now trying to bring back her son's soul. ”

"! True or fake! How do you know you've lost two souls?! His voice was still soft, but his expression was exaggerated, as if he couldn't believe it.

"If a person has three souls, he is an ordinary person. If a person has two souls, he is demented. If a person has a soul, it is..."Finally, before the word "tree man" was spoken, Liu Zimo replied smartly: "Zhao Yu?" ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he nodded: ".. Okay... You can understand it this way. ”

Suddenly, a spirit flag in the southeast position swelled up like a sail and rattled. In the enclosed space, the wind is blowing, which is really weird and inexplicable.

Then a faint blue flame floated through the wall. The blue flame hovered unhurriedly on Zhao Yu's body, and after a few circles in the air, it turned into a silky smoke, burrowed into Zhao Yu's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, and disappeared. The spirit banner also stopped waving, and the tail of the flag drooped.

The heart rate monitor, a sharp sound of Didi, had a strong reaction, and the rhythm was more vigorous than what he had heard in the aisle just now, showing signs of improvement.

"! Look, master! You see! The smoke is in! He couldn't help but tug at the corner of Lin Qiu's clothes excitedly.

"I saw it!" Lin Qiuzheng responded helplessly.

"So what should we do now?"

"Let's wait first~ She's saving her son. Don't bother her just yet. Let's see. Although he was gripping, he also understood that Zhao Yu was innocent to the whole case. Lin Qiu is right and wrong, one yard is one yard, and she doesn't intend to bother her to save her son.

The two watched quietly for a while. I saw Zhao Muqiong's gloomy face, and said coldly: "Hmph~ You guys are still here." I have a lot of accounts here that I haven't settled with you. He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of malice.

Lin Qiuzheng saw that she seemed to have completed the soul conjuring ceremony, so he stepped forward and said loudly: "Coincidental! We also have a lot of accounts that we don't have to settle with you. Looks like I should figure it out tonight~"

"Smack!" With a bang, Zhao Muqiong slapped his palm on the table, and the candles on both sides suddenly turned into green flames, and the flames roared into the sky, which was very scary. The firelight reflected on her face, full of indescribable anger and grief. It's hard to tell the difference.

When Lin and Liu saw this, they were shocked in their hearts, and instinctively took a step back.

"Humph! Did you know? I've got a baby son in my life! How dare you! How dare you! Before she could finish speaking, her angry tone softened and turned into a choked cry, two lines of tears rolling down.

Only then did the two of them see her face clearly through the dim light. Overnight, she seemed to age ten years old. No, probably twenty. The original radiant and wrinkle-free face was now furrowed, the skin was wrinkled, and tears were dripping down the wrinkles, and the appearance was extremely haggard.

Liu Zimo disagreed, and asked with a smile: "Who is not an only child now!" Is your son a treasure? Someone else's isn't a baby? ”

Zhao Muqiong stopped crying, her expression changed suddenly, and her eyes were extremely resentful, looking directly at the culprit Liu Zimo. Deep down, I seem to hear my son's voice: Mom, everything is his fault! Mother! Help me get my revenge! Mother....

Liu Zimo only felt that she looked at her like this. From the scalp to the toes, it was cold, as if being splashed with ice water. There was an inexplicable fear in my heart.

She looked up to the sky and laughed miserably: "Heh! The hospital didn't kill you that day. Son~ Don't worry, Mom will help you take revenge now! After speaking, his left hand was raised, and with two swishing sounds, it seemed that something shot at him quickly, directly marking his chest, and it came very quickly.

Liu Zimo was too late to hear the voice. There seemed to be something yellow in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly. Then there was a sharp pain in the left chest and right shoulder, as if he had been shot by a gun.

"Ah~~~" screamed, the whole body was backwards, volleyed up, and fell to the ground on his back.