Chapter Ninety-Seven: Photographs

After Lao Xing made an accident, he originally wanted to sell all his family property and leave after paying compensation to others, but this Taoist priest didn't know whether he was gone or what, and he didn't have a letter, so he thought I would wait, it just so happened that it would take me some time to sell these things, so I stayed there in the dock. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lao Xing cleaned up for about three days, this thing has also been cleaned up, this place is contracted, can't be sold, but he sold his house or something, the money has been received by the Taoist priest still hasn't appeared, so Lao Xing thought, is it that they left, or something happened after driving somewhere?

He couldn't think of a reason for thinking about it for a long time, shook his head, and said in his heart I can't wait any longer, you can do whatever you like, I'll go and send all the money to the families of those old guys, and then never go back to this place.

He walked out of the dock and spun around in place, as if trying to imprint this place in his mind, and was just about to lift his leg to walk when the phone in the dock rang.

Lao Xing thought for a while, walked over and picked up the phone, "Hey? ”

"Ah, Lao Xing!" The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be very familiar with Lao Xing, "Why don't you come and pick up your photo after it's washed?" ”

The old torturer was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the Taoist priest had not taken back the photo he had washed, so he hurriedly said: "Ah, I forgot, look at my brain, you get me a frame to frame, and I will get it in a while." After speaking, he put the phone away.

Lao Xing thought for a while, thinking that I finally agreed to others, this matter still has to be done, whether he can come back is his business, whether I can do it is my business, we can't let people pick on it, so he rode his broken bicycle and rushed to the photo studio in the town.

When he arrived, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon, the owner of the photo studio surnamed Zhang, is a very bold man, he saw Lao Xing, first of all, he gave Lao Xing a compensation, said that he took a big job in the afternoon, the town's primary school to take a unified photo of the students, he has been busy until now, the photo did not frame Lao Xing.

Lao Xing saw that I would go home and get this thing myself, so he nodded and said It's okay, you give me the frame and I'll get it myself.

Lao Zhang smiled, a little embarrassed, took a little less money from Lao Xing, and said to give you a discount, this time it's really busy, next time you come and I'll give you a free get.

Lao Xing Xin said that I might not be where I would be next time, smiled and didn't speak, got on the car and walked to the dock.

When he arrived at the dock, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and it was already dark, and after Lao Xing arrived at the dock alone, he always remembered the situation when he and a few old men carried the coffin that day, and his back was cold, and he didn't even dare to enter the house.

He was actually afraid, and when he saw that the dock was pitch black, like a skull in the moonlight, he didn't want to go there, so he found a place, took out the picture and set it aside, and then assembled the frame first.

After getting the photo frame, Lao Xing put the photo and the glass together in the photo frame, then closed the cover with a bracket at the back, pinned it with a small nail, nodded with satisfaction, turned it over, and looked at it for a while.

"A few people who are good have to go down the Yellow River." Lao Xing sighed, "Now I don't know if I'm dead or alive, I don't even have a corpse, alas, there are only two cars left." ”

Lao Xing stretched out his hand and touched the photo, "The seven people who are good and decent are all ...... now"

Halfway through his speech, he realized why he was so awkward, as if something had flashed through his mind, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said to himself, "What's the matter? ”

Lao Xing thought for a while, his eyes widened suddenly, and he hurriedly looked at the photo, this look, he suddenly felt cold, only to see that on the photo paper, there were seven figures standing in the shadows, the Taoist priest and his daughter-in-law stood in the middle, the four men stood on both sides, originally this photo should only appear these six people, but I didn't expect that on the far left of this line, there was also a black shadow, and I don't know if it was because of the moonlight or what, Lao Xing looked at it for a long time, no matter how he changed the angle, he couldn't see his face clearly.

After so many things, Lao Xing knew that he was drinking cold water and stuffing his teeth for a while, and instinctively wanted to throw away the photo, just threw it on the ground, he heard a "bang" sound from the river, Lao Xing turned his head, and under the miserable white moonlight, a black shadow was putting his two hands on the shore and climbing up.

Lao Xing wanted to run with a loud voice, but before he could leave, the black shadow seemed to hear Lao Xing's call, and stretched out his hand to shout, "Help, help!" ”

He still wanted to run out, but he paused for a moment when he heard this voice, and he vaguely felt that this voice was very familiar, and asked tentatively, "Who!?" ”

As soon as the black shadow raised his hand, it seemed to be bored, and his head suddenly lowered, and his body began to retreat into the water.

Lao Xing saw what kind of line this was, and hurriedly ran over, and was immediately surprised when he saw that the person in front of him turned out to be the person who used a bazooka to shovel soil at the bottom of the river before, at this time he was wet, the clothes on his body were tattered, and when he looked down, one of his legs was gone, and the flesh and blood were blurred, not to mention how scary.

Lao Xing didn't think much about it when he saw that this person knew, he held him in his arms, pinched him in this person's person, and at the same time stretched out his hand to shave him a few times.

The man was slapped crooked by Lao Xing, and he opened his eyes with great effort, and when he saw Lao Xing, it was like seeing a life-saving straw, and he grabbed Lao Xing's neckline, "First!" The fifth! Fifth ...... Rebirth... Seal... Long Lao Dao..."

As soon as Lao Xing heard what you said, what kind of deaf and blind old man, he hurriedly said Don't worry, I'll help you stop the bleeding now, and go to pull the person's body as he spoke.

"Come... Too late.. It's too late! The man seemed to be back to the light, the expression on his face was hideous and terrifying, and the corners of his mouth were strangely bent upward, and it could be seen that he was trying to control his expression, but in vain, "The key... Key! Missing... The keys..."

Lao Xing saw that this person was immediately dead, and hurriedly said that you don't want to mumble the key, Lao Tzu will save your life first, and then find you a locksmith, what key do you want, I will let him match you with something!

After the man finished speaking, he was no longer able to do anything, his face was bloodless and pale, his eyes were narrowed into a slit, and his eyeballs were rolling, but the corners of his mouth were weirdly grinning, looking like this, it seemed to be smiling?

This smiling old Xing was cold, how could ordinary people have such an expression when they died, it was too evil!

When he saw that the man was not moving, he dared to probe under the man's nose, and his heart fell violently.

This man is out of breath!

Lao Xing is completely stunned now, he didn't panic so much when he saved Liu Sanshui last time, because Liu Sanshui didn't die at that time, and now this person died in his arms for no apparent reason, his first thought was to call the police, and then shook his head and denied his thoughts.

"Thunder is coming in a while, what do I say?"

Even if Lao Xing called the police, he couldn't tell the truth to Lei Zi, a few days ago he sold a few people the bronze bird statue was actually already selling cultural relics, in that year he didn't have to say anything was a death, and if he didn't say anything, it would be even more over, to be a water ghost on the Yellow River, almost all of them have fished up strange things, it can be said that none of the big and small water ghosts in the Yellow River Basin are clean, and you may be able to find out what you can find out under careful inspection, maybe the broken bowl you sell one day is blue and white porcelain worth millions.

Lao Xing's brain was racing at this time, and he realized almost instantly that no matter who he told about it, he was afraid that no matter how much he plucked himself out, the lightest would have to stay in the number for a lifetime, and then it would really be better to live than to die.

When he thought of this, his mind was so clear that he had almost a second before he made up his mind - "Throw the corpse!" ”

Lao Xing Xindao can't help but be big brother, although I also want you to be buried in peace, but I can't take this risk, I can't gamble my whole life with you, those old guys can still make up some nonsense to fool the past, you can't do it.

So he looked and found that the place where this man climbed up was very close to the dock, he originally wanted to push this person directly into the water, but this place was not good, Lao Xing made a lot of wooden stakes in the shallows when he was building the dock, at that time he had ambitions in his heart, thinking that he would have the opportunity to expand, if he threw this person down in this position, he would hang it on a wooden pillar if he couldn't keep it, and then it would be troublesome, and if he wanted to throw the corpse, he had to go to the other side of the dock, and when the time came, throw the corpse into the water, and the Yellow River would take it away, The waves rolled and were never seen again.

"I'm sorry!" Lao Xing sighed, "I don't want to be a wanted criminal. (To be continued.) )