Old Zhao Tou saw that Ji Zimo was imposing, and if he didn't make this matter clear today, Zhao You might not be able to get out. A pair of eyes that seem to be gentle on weekdays, under the rolling of the eyeballs, combined with the fickle expression, become treacherous and treacherous.

In the eyes of others, he looked at an honest farmer, and suddenly became unreasonably tough, he tried his best to straighten his backbone, but he only stretched his neck a little, his waist was still rickety, and he didn't have enough confidence to say to Ji Zimo: "What qualifications do you have to ask this?" ”

Ji Zimo and Su Qingmei were immediately stunned, it seems that this old man Zhao is not as honest as his eyes see, and his attitude changes quickly, and he is bound to protect Zhao You's true identity.

"You don't think I'm qualified? So I don't have the right to ask him what he is here for, is he entitled to break into my master's private house and rummage around? ”

Lao Zhao Tou knew that he was at a loss, and he was speechless for a while.

Zhao You stretched out his fingers to pick his nostrils, and said lightly: "Isn't it just that you lost money, and you want to find two dollars to spend, why bother to make a big fuss about it?" ”

"Really?" Ji Zimo was like magic, and the palm of his hand was spread out, and a piece of paper folded into a triangle appeared. With a meaningful smile, he pointed out unequivocally and to the point: "Tell me the details of your medicine for eyebrow clearing." ”

"I don't understand what you mean." When Zhao You saw the piece of wrapping paper in the palm of his hand, he looked flustered, and began to be a little impatient, and he glanced at Old Zhao Tou, wanting to hint that he stumbled Ji Zimo and Su Qingmei, and then slipped away.

"I understand what's going on, when you poured me water, Zimo was at the window, and he winked at me. Signaling that you can't drink the water you poured because of the problem, and then I pretend to take a sip, spit it out while you are unprepared, and then pretend to be poured with medicine. ”

"You ......" Zhao You saw that the bad things were revealed, and he swooped out the dagger with a fierce look, and pounced on Ji Zimo, who was closest to him. At the same time, Lao Zhao also pounced towards Su Qingmei with his teeth and claws.

Ji Zimo was worried that Su Qingmei would suffer, so he hurriedly shouted, avoiding Zhao Yu to hold her and hold her behind by the way.

The old Zhao head who pounced on the air, his hands were fast, he turned around and pulled the light line, and the room was suddenly dark.

Who touched who in the dark, there was a messy sound, and I don't know if Ji Zimo was screaming, or Su Qingmei was screaming, or Lao Zhao's strange scream, in short, Zhao You took advantage of the chaos to run away.

The window tilted into the fine moonlight, only to see another black shadow flash in the window, and the room suddenly fell silent. Ji Zimo went to chase, and took into account Su Qingmei, poor Kou Mo chased, he sighed and said to himself, he had to give up and turn around to help her.

In the panic just now, Su Qingmei was knocked to the ground by Zhao You, Ji Zimo helped her up, and Zhao You ran away with Lao Zhaotou.

After the crisp snap of the pull switch, the room was bright. There was a piece of white kraft cabbage on the ground, Ji Zimo smiled bitterly, picked up the rather resilient kraft cabbage stick, and laughed again.

"You're still laughing, and everyone is running away." Su Qingmei slapped the dust on his body, and felt that his knee hit the ground and there was a slight injury.

"Does it hurt?" Ji Zimo opened her trousers, looked at her bruised knees and asked distressedly.

"It definitely hurts. I'm asking why you're still laughing? ”

Ji Zimo shook the kraft vegetable stick in his hand and said, "I seem to have played with this, but I didn't expect to really fall on this thing today." ”

Su Qingmei couldn't help but laugh and said, "I, I thought it was a dagger." ”

"This grandson is cunning enough. He didn't say it, but I actually knew what he wanted to do here. ”

"What do you want to do?"

"Looking for something."

"What's that?" Su Qingmei slowly lowered his pants and asked with a depressed frown.

Ji Zimo put his fingers flat on his lips and whispered: "Curiosity kills the cat, we have to leave this place of right and wrong." ”

"Okay!"

Ji Zimo and Su Qingmei returned to their residence the same way, and the time was already two o'clock in the morning. After a night of tossing, the two of them did not have the interest to continue their passion, and washed and slept separately.

The wind was blowing, it was raining, and the thunder was rumbling.

In a crop field on the outskirts of the city, there is a plot of land planted with camphor trees.

The camphor tree grows and becomes a unique landscape. The people here call this place the camphor forest, and the farmland on the outskirts of the city is separated by a field of camphor forest. The farmland is interspersed with sandy land that is next to the river, and there are many anglers along the river.

Master Zhang, a retired lathe factory, ran to the river when he had nothing to do, he was used to everything around him, he knew the camphor forest, and also knew that in the farmland next to the camphor forest, there was a scarecrow on the ridge of the field that scared the birds.

After a rare heavy rain, the river swells sharply, and there are many unexpected harvests. Among them are sardines, which he likes, and yellow spicy dices, which cannot be caught in shallow water on weekdays.

As accustomed to the past, Master Zhang put his bicycle in the camphor forest and went straight to the sandy land, which was a little past the river. The bicycle was put away, the camphor forest came out, a fresh wind blew, the face was cold, but the heart was warm and excited.

He casually glanced at the scarecrow who should have been shaved all over the place, to be honest, he didn't like this scarecrow very much, especially when he was alone by the river, he always felt that the scarecrow was looking at him from behind.

Because of this, he deliberately walked over, reached out and took out a large handful of straw from the scarecrow's tattered clothes before putting down a heart. A scarecrow with a straw tie would also have the effect of scaring people, he smiled sullenly.

But this time was different.

Master Zhang could see at a glance that the scarecrow's costume had changed, who would give such a good dress to the scarecrow? Moreover, the scarecrow has no hair, but this scarecrow has hair, and the face that should have been flat is covered with a black cloth.

The bound arms are not stretched very straight, and the legs are weak and drooping, but they are extraordinarily full. At first glance, it doesn't look like a scarecrow, it's like a real person being tied there, Master Zhang looked at it and his heart moved, and he wanted to get closer to see what was going on.

He looked at the scarecrow with his eyes, and he didn't care about the uneven fields under his feet, and the dew wet his pants and shoes, and even the fishing tools were temporarily thrown aside.

At this moment, in addition to the tireless chirping of birds, there is the low roar of the river pushing and pushing waves. At a distance, farmers were shouting for their oxen to slip away, and smoke from cooking smoke waddled over the rooftops.

Rural people get up early to inspect their crops.

People in big cities get up early to exercise, go for a walk, go for a run, go to the park to do tai chi, and there are also students who study hard and study hard, holding books in their hands, walking to quiet places, and silently reading the answers to the topics they are facing.

Master Zhang's purpose of getting up early is to come fishing.

He came by trampling on the muddy peculiar to the rural mechanized roads, and his mind was full of thoughts about catching a few more fish and treating himself. But I never thought that a scarecrow, who was quite ordinary on weekdays, would arouse such great interest in him.

As he gets close to the scarecrow, he finally notices that something is wrong.

The scarecrow's face was covered by a head of black hair, which looked like a black cloth from a distance. A line of whiteness is revealed in the gaps in the hair, which is clearly the face of the person after blood loss. Also, the scarecrow has no feet, it should be pants and straw, but the scarecrow you see in front of you not only has feet, but also has the same condyles as the black hair covering the lower line.

The scarecrow had been washed away by a thunderstorm last night, like a pig that had been disemboweled.

Master Zhang's scalp exploded, and he froze in place like wood, shaking like chaff all over his body, his lips trembled, and he finally held back a sentence: "Dead." ”

His voice resounded through the empty village river, alarming the Morning Glory.

The morning glory man tied the ox to the tree by the roadside, trotted over, and saw Master Zhang sitting on the ground, and not far away was the scarecrow.

Morning Glory looked blankly at the corpse that had been washed away by the rain and had no trace of blood, which reminded him of the floating corpse that had been salvaged from the water, and he couldn't help but run away.

City A, Ji Zimo's home.

The alarm clock ringing with a ticking bell alarmed Su Qingmei, who was sleeping.

She got up and disappeared Ji Zimo, looked around, brushed her hair with her fingers, and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table at 8 o'clock. The heart said badly, hurriedly got up, shouted Zimo in his mouth, put on his clothes and pants and walked into the bathroom with numb hands and feet, washed and brushed out, and a fragrance came to his nose.

Ji Zimo was holding lotus leaf porridge in his hand.

"Where did you pick it from?" Su Qingmei looked at the green, fragrant and delicious lotus leaf porridge, and couldn't help but want to eat it immediately.

"I bought it from a rural aunt."

"You've gone to the suburbs?" Su Qingmei sat down, picked up the lotus leaf porridge, and had to enjoy the fragrance first, and then slowly ate it bite by bite.

"If you can go to the suburbs, you can buy these in the market." Ji Zimo rarely eats breakfast at home, and even if he does, it is when his mother and sister are at home.

Now for Su Qingmei, he not only cooks breakfast, but also deliberately buys lotus leaves to cook porridge.

Su Qingmei was moved.

Between meals, Su Qingmei asked, "Why haven't you heard you talk about family affairs for a long time?" ”

Ji Zimo smiled bitterly and said, "Don't ask, I've been so busy lately, Shanshan hasn't called me." Let's go see it next week? ”

"Go to~ your house?" Thinking of the ugly daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws, Su Qingmei beat a drum in her heart, wondering if Ji Zimo's parents and the rude sister-in-law would like her.

Ji Zimo saw the worry in her eyes, and wanted to deliberately tease her, so he secretly brewed and said: "Or, you are an invisible person, you follow me when I go home, and sleep with me at night, so that they don't see you?" ”

"Go." Su Qingmei glared at him angrily, and continued to send the porridge in the bowl to his mouth.

Ji Zimo chuckled, and was about to say something else to tease her. The phone vibrated without warning, and Xuan Xuan was called at the dinner table. He picked up the phone, and there was a loud roar on the phone.

He was not angry with Ji Zimo, but was very angry with this murderous and cunning murderer secretly. The murderer's method of killing is very perverted, and the person he kills is either a heinous villain or a woman standing on the street.

After a night of thunderstorm last night, Zhang Yang stayed up all night and wanted to sleep, but his eyelids hadn't closed yet. Someone reported that someone had died on the outskirts of the city, and the dead person was tied to a wooden stick made of a scarecrow, which made people think it was a scarecrow, but it turned out to be a street girl who was brutally murdered and heartbroken.

Ji Zimo listened to Zhang Yang tell about the situation of the deceased, and in an instant, all the lotus leaf rice in his stomach was spit out.

vomited so much that he vomited out his bitter bile water, Su Qingmei knew how to care for a patient who vomited, and under her careful care, Ji Zimo felt better.

"Zhang Yang is really not a thing, and he has been forced to empty up a meal." Ji Zimo wiped his mouth with a tissue, and scolded the mirror with hatred.

This book was first published on Kanshu.com