Chapter 49: The Real Bone Flute
I got up and walked to the door, looking Xun Qianling up and down, her beggar appearance was unique.
Scarrazi was startled, got up from the stool, and blurted out, "Lark?!"
Xun Qianling's temper, how could he have the heart to pay attention to other people's questions, his pretty face was so angry that he was about to change shape, and he opened his mouth to scold me: "Grass! Are you looking for death? ”
She, the tigress, scared away the few customers in the store.
Scarlazi was frightened, and hurriedly greeted without knowing the situation: "Girl, you fell into a ravine, fell like this, hurry up and come in and sit, Uncle Gan will make you something to eat!"
Xun Qianling ignored it, the tigress on her head was angry, and she only had me as the prey in her eyes.
I turned back to Scara and said, "No need, she just ate a rabbit and she's not hungry." By the way, is there an inn nearby, the image of the girl, you need to clean up. ”
Scarlazi pointed to the front right and said, "One kilometer ahead, there is a scenic inn for business, all of them are fellow villagers, go to report my name for free, go, go, let's go, see what you tossed the girl into!"
Report his name......
I can't pronounce it.
I was estimated to be charged double the price.
I returned the gun to Scarrazi, paid the payment, and pulled Xun Qianling towards the inn.
Xun Qianling's anger did not subside at all, she didn't let her hand be pulled, only let her arm be pulled, and only after walking a distance that there was no one did she let go of her voice and scolded:
"Are you looking for death? I give you a good face, accompany you to drill the snake hole, sing to you, why do you want to harm me? I said I was your person, are you not long-hearted? Do you have a heart!! You think you're amazing? Do you think I'm scared of those broken snakes? Do you think the old lady is really afraid of the dark? Grass! Shame on you!! ”
After yelling, he broke free of his arm, pushed me to the ground, and left angrily.
I got up from the ground, hurried after him, and explained, "Didn't you come out well, where did I hurt you?" I'll buy you a new one when your clothes are torn, and I'll catch rabbits for you to eat when you're hungry......"
After Xun Qianling finished scolding, he lost his anger a little, but he became mute again and stopped talking.
I silently followed alongside with interest.
Heaven and earth conscience, I didn't want to harm her!
It's too late to love her!
I can't be so selfish, I can't put a dead person in my heart for the rest of my life, and let Xun Qianling, who is jumping around in front of me, be a replacement.
So I'm going to drive away my demons.
A lark is a lark, Xun Qianling is Xun Qianling, I can't mix them up anymore.
Just like grandpa said, if you lose, you should let go, and if you suppress it for a long time, you will have evil thoughts in your heart.
I remember seeing a psychiatrist when I was in a juvenile detention center, to be precise, a psychiatrist who was forced to see a troubled juvenile who had to receive psychological counseling, especially murderers.
The doctor said to me, "Running away only deepens the memory, you have to face it, face her relics, face her flower shoes."
The doctor enlightened me with scientific methods, and I listened.
So I returned to the mountain this time, and specially took Xun Qianling to face the moon cake box in the cave and the scene of the incident.
But when I came, I realized that things are far from being that simple, and the scientific method does not work.
Because I saw the spooky scene!
Xun Qianling fell into the hole inexplicably, and didn't say a word until I asked her and said that she had fallen in.
I pulled her out, and she said that her shoes had fallen into the hole, and I looked into the hole and saw that it was a lark's flower shoe!
I can't confirm it enough, it's a lark's flower shoe!
I looked back at Xun Qianling and found that her shoes were well dressed on her feet, and they hadn't fallen off at all.
The flower shoe was the only remains of the lark, and it was buried next to the entrance of the cave, washed into the cave by the rain, and it was not Xun Qianling's shoe.
Xun Qianling insisted on letting me go down and get it.
I was surprised.
I'm confused.
I don't know what to say.
I can only assume that she has no shoes and go down and help her get them.
I couldn't take them out, so she jumped in and picked up the shoes herself, then took off her own shoes and put them on flower shoes, and asked me to pull her up.
I was stunned!
At that moment, I saw the expectant eyes of the lark.
It was as if she was saying to me, "Dongyang, I see you!" Pull me up! ”
I can't put into words how I feel.
The lark is dead.
It's been eleven years since I died.
I couldn't reach out and pull the lark up.
If I don't bury the devil in my heart with my own hands, I won't be able to face Xun Qianling in front of me, and I will live in a nightmare for the rest of my life and never wake up.
I couldn't reach out.
I can't.
I really didn't want to harm Xun Qianling.
Because it's easy to come out.
It's very easy to special.
Don't look at Xun Qianling's scolding now, when she returns to the inn, she will be grateful to me, thank me for letting her see the different mausoleum of General Fang Yuan.
If I'm not mistaken, Xun Qianling has a bone flute in his pants pocket.
A real bone flute!
A bone flute as clear as white jade!
I gave up the score, gave the flute, and it was too late for her to thank me, and being angry was just a girl's momentary emotion.
……
Walk into the inn.
Xun Qianling still didn't talk to me.
But she actually hummed a little song, opened a room by herself, and walked up the stairs leisurely as if she were traveling alone.
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