The murder continues, the sky is clouded all over the city, and this murderer is like a strange phantom, and we try our best to capture him, but we can't keep up with him.

Han Duo's whole spirit is not good, he is becoming more and more decadent, and his preoccupied appearance makes people sad when they look at it. The fat man and I were taking care of Zen Yi Hall, and the seventh master and Uncle Qingsong didn't have a moment of leisure. The whole day was spent chasing the murderer.

It's just that the other party is not an ordinary person, even if Uncle Qingsong violates the yin rules and wants to summon the soul of the deceased to come up and ask carefully, in the end, the soul can only end in failure. Plum blossoms are easy to count, Qimen Dunjia, are often guided in the wrong direction.

The heavenly machine has been blinded, and no trace of the other party can be found.

On the fifth day after I found the body, I went to Yao Yirong's house. Yao Yirong's demeanor became even haggard, and the tumor in his brain seemed to have played a role. One moment there was talking and laughing, but the next moment, she suddenly asked me, "Why are you here?" ”

On this day, I saw the contemporary heirs of the Ploughshare Wu family at Yao's house, Yao Wenju and Yao Yirong's father, that is, my master and their younger brother, Yao Song.

This shrewd and introverted old man, holding an old wooden cane, although he looks more than 60 years old, his tall figure and the restrained light in his eyes tell the extraordinaryness of this old man.

"You are Haisheng, the apprentice of my second senior brother Li Feng?" Yao Song looked at me with a sigh in his eyes: "Your eyes are really similar to my second senior brother." ”

My master and I have had problems in both of our left eyes, but I was born with white eyes, while my master is blind. It's just that what Yao Song said is actually my right eye. He said that my eyes, like my master, were full of vicissitudes and melancholy.

We talked for a long time, and when I knew that Yao Song was ready to change his life for Yao Yirong, my heart was turbulent.

Changing his life is the life of the warlock himself. It would mean that more innocent people would be implicated. Change your life, the conditions are harsh, maybe you can steal someone else's feng shui family luck, you can use countless people as a medium to transfer separately. But in doing so, it will be your own life.

It's fair, there is borrowing and repaying, even if you have deceived the heavens for others, but what you have to suffer in the end is always a ruin. After you die, your soul will not be able to go up for nine days, and you will not be able to fall into the Yellow Spring, so you can only be a lonely soul and a wild ghost wandering in the sun. You are destined not to be reincarnated, and you are destined not to be blessed by the ancestors. After becoming a ghost, he will also be bullied by lonely spirits and wild ghosts.

When I heard Yao Song's decision, I subconsciously wanted to stop him, birth, old age, sickness and death, which were all destined by God. Even if the means are all right, once this law is broken, no one will end well. However, I know that Yao Song will not listen to me, neither he nor Yao Wenju.

I fed Yao Yirong a bowl with my own hands, and I sent the red and viscous Chinese medicine into Yirong's mouth one by one. After she slept peacefully, I said goodbye to the Yao family and returned to the Zen Yi Hall.

"Is Sister Yirong better?" As soon as I entered, the fat man grabbed me and asked

"It's better," I replied incorrectly, and walked into my room.

I put two pillars of incense on Chubby, and for a long, long time, it seems that I haven't teased Chubby anymore. When the incense was applied, Murong Jiajia floated out of the dark jade on the side. This is the first time in a long time that she has taken the initiative to find me, and she is still dressed in white and snowy, just like a fairy who walks from the painting.

"Haisheng, I'm afraid I'm going to leave you!" Murong Jiajia said softly

I was taken aback, and my already dull mood was even more inexplicably tight.

"What are you talking about, why did you suddenly say such things to me!"

Murong Jiajia shook her head and said, "I don't know, but for so many days, I have my own hunch, perhaps, I am going to change back to myself." ”

Yourself? Aren't you who you are, or who are you?

Murong Jiajia's words left me with too many doubts, and my intuition told me that she had something hidden from me, but I couldn't guess it, and I couldn't figure it out, and her gentle face was still hiding a faint melancholy and sadness.

"Haisheng, what are you doing?" I was staring at Murong Jiajia when Han Duo burst in with a bowl of soup.

"Who is she?" Seeing Murong Jiajia, the expression on Han Duo's face instantly froze.

"You go back first, and I'll talk about it later......" I took Murong Jiajia in, turned around, and explained to Han Duo: "It's nothing, she is a lonely soul I took before." ”

"Hmph, I said why are you hiding in the room alone, it turns out that there is such a charming female ghost with you." An inexplicable smile appeared on Han Duo's face.

Yes, it seems to me to be very inexplicable, as if it is angry, and it seems to have some sarcasm and ridicule. The diversity of emotions condenses such a complex smile.

"Here you go, I just cooked it." Han Duo handed me the bowl.

It was a bowl of yuba pork belly soup, and when I first took it, the hot soup still had a peppery aroma. The morning before yesterday, I saw Han Duo cooking soybeans, but I didn't see soybeans at the dinner table. It turned out that she was boiling soybeans to make yuba.

"It's so fragrant......" I took a sip, the spicy taste of pepper and the sweetness of yuba slowly melted in my mouth.

"Just drink a few more bowls of incense, I see that you don't have much appetite today, so you specially cooked it for ...... Everybody drinks. Han Duo smiled sweetly, revealing a small dimple.

She's lying, she was cooking soybeans the day before yesterday, how could she have wanted to cook this soup on a whim today.

"Huh...... You're not a chef, you're really wasting your talent" I didn't tear her down, but picked up a piece of yuba and put it in my mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Actually, I also thought about it, when all the children in Tongyuanwan have books to read, and everyone doesn't have to worry about three meals a day, I will open a small restaurant, stop being a wizard, and live the rest of my life with a spatula steadily." Han Duo sat down next to me, holding his cheeks, showing a rare hint of innocence.

"Hehe, I'm starting to imagine you with a spatula right now." I unfolded my associative powers and laughed.

"you, why are you so indecent, I'm serious" Han Duo smiled and pushed me. Then, he felt sorry for himself and said, "But what can I do if I am not a wizard? Even if I am an ordinary ordinary person, I am afraid that I will cook the rice at that time, and I don't know who to wait for to eat? . ”

"How come, don't worry about millet grains, you are so beautiful, how good your cooking skills are, I'm afraid that there are not many people competing to marry you, so why bother with it? At most, when you are not chased, I play the striker and abuse you," I followed

When Han Duo showed that sweet smile with a half-blushing face, I reacted sluggishly, and I wanted to give myself a big slap.

"What would you like to eat tonight?" Han Duo revealed two sweet dimples, his eyes narrowed into small crescents, and half of his pretty face rose into a blush.

"Uh...... I, I don't have much appetite, I don't want to eat," the hand holding the spoon trembled slightly.

"Then I'll cook sugar water for you to drink, sugar water is not like rice, it's very appetizing." Han Duo asked expectantly again.

"Oh, oh, yes," I replied casually, distraught.

When the night came quietly, I sat paralyzed outside the corridor, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed without illness: "This life is really lonely as snow"

With a squeak, I turned my head to see that there was an extra rabbit next to me. The rabbit was lying on the stairs strangely, but the two ruby eyes seemed to be looking up at the moon in the sky, and the squeak seemed to be sighing at the moon. The weird appearance made the corners of my mouth twitch when I saw it, and I was very entangled.

When is a rabbit so upset, so sentimental.

"The sugar water is ready, hurry up, drink it while it's hot" At this moment, Han Duo walked out with a bowl of sugar water.

Han Duo handed the sugar water to me and urged me to say, "Hurry up and drink it, it won't taste good if it's cold."

I gently scooped a tablespoon and scooped up a spoonful of red beans and put it in my mouth. Han Duo suddenly asked sweetly, "Is it delicious?" I didn't even think about it, and replied absentmindedly: "It's delicious."

It wasn't until Han Duo left and the fat man came out with a bowl of sugar water and sat down next to me that I noticed that something was wrong.

", why is yours red bean syrup, but I'm refreshing. This Nima is too fair, and sincerely makes the prince and me hungry. The fat man complained bitterly.

My heart suddenly tightened, and when I looked down, I was surprised to find that my bowl of sugar water was red beans, and the fat man's bowl was ...... But it's refreshing.

"Exquisite dice with red beans, do you know if you are lovesick!" At the same time as this poem, I also had a pale and delicate face, Yirong.

"Hopefully, I don't think about it too much," I shook my head, trying to shake out the idea of cutting and messing around

"It's so boring, life is really lonely like snow, squeaky ......" The melancholy voices of the rabbit and the fat man sounded, I looked left and right, and finally decided to follow the direction of the public, sighed, and looked at the bright moon with my cheeks.

At this moment, there was only one tearful thought left in my mind: "Life, it's really fucked up." ”