The little succulent in her hand rolled on the small table with the flower pot, and finally rolled slowly to the edge of the table, and it seemed that it was about to fall to the floor. In an emergency, Bai Xiaolan cast a spell, and a faint white light dragged the entire flower pot, descending at a uniform speed, and finally landed smoothly.

Bai Xiaodeng exhaled, only to find the place where he had landed—next to the dead Lin Jiao.

When you open and close your eyes, you can see the horns of the forest with their eyes open. Then, there will be a large sense of sadness, and the unstoppable cry of the white lamp is unusually bright in this dark room.

The Fortune Tree comforted, "Little Lamp, calm down."

In response, it was still the burst of crying, so he had to continue to talk to himself: "Bai Xiaodeng, I'm also very sad, after all, I opened my mind two hundred days earlier than you. Lin Jiao, she has always tried her best to take care of us. However, man is like a mustard, and it is inevitable that he will die."

Bai Xiaodeng whimpered and said, "People are like grass mustard? Then you and I are not just grass mustard, and we will have such a day sooner or later, right?"

The Fortune Tree said, "Yes...... Our lives are more fragile than people, and yesterday, I almost died."

"Death is death, I am not afraid of death......

"I wasn't afraid before, the lonely life is not so wonderful because I have a mind......" The Fortune Tree cast a spell to envelop himself in a bright green light, which looked like an oval green light from a distance, giving the room a bright light, and then slowed down, saying, "However, the dryness of the past month has made me feel a faint fear of death in my heart. I don't know what's going on......

Bai Xiaodeng said, "Fortune Tree, don't be afraid, I will do everything I can to help you."

"Why?" As soon as Bai Xiaodeng's voice fell, the fortune tree asked anxiously.

"What, why?"

"Why do you have to do it all?"

"Because you're my only friend of my kind."

"That's all?"

"What else could it be for?" Bai Xiaodeng muttered, always feeling that this answer was missing something, but in this messy situation, it couldn't say anything more.

"Then, don't be sad. It's more important that we live well with each other."

"Fortune tree, I'm sad that more than a year ago, right next to me, he was lying in a pool of blood. And now, with great difficulty, I have finally found his breath, and he is dead in front of me again. Why? The people I cherish are dying like this!" Bai Xiaodeng's words were passionate, and tears once again overflowed every little fluff.

"Little Lantern ......" Fortune Tree was extremely depressed and speechless.

"Then what's the point of my cultivation?!"

"We cultivate for the purpose of transfiguration, when is it because of someone?"

"No, it's not, I'm for the West Window...... Every awakening I have has been because of him...... I don't want to live anymore......" Bai Xiaodeng couldn't speak anymore, and the unstoppable sobbing replaced everything.

***

The next day, the half-hidden door attracted everyone's attention, and after calling the police, the police investigated the body at the scene, and there were no more suspicious findings except for the small fleshy not far from the body. I had to take the body and the little flesh back, and the forensic medical examiner examined the cause of death, and the final death report showed that the sleeping pills were overdosed, resulting in death.

Since the body was unclaimed, the body stayed in the technical department for two days, waiting for Zhang Keke to return to deal with it.

And the little fleshy is placed on the dissection bed with the corpse.

It was dark outside, and Bai Xiaodeng looked at the covered forest corner, and muttered to himself, "The Fortune Tree doesn't know what it's doing? In the future, there will be no forest horns, will it dry up and die again? Since Lin Jiao is dead, then I don't know where he will be sent, maybe it will be the same dead end......" After speaking, he returned to Zhihai.

"The stars in the sky don't speak, and the dolls on the ground want to ...... their mothers" A shallow cappella slowly echoed in this room.

Bai Xiaodeng heard the sound, came out of Zhihai, and saw Lin Jiao singing, no, it was not Lin Jiao, it was Lin Jiao's soul......

A light veil-like soul, without physical lines, as if it could be blown away by a breeze at any time. The clothes that clearly show the soul are the same as before death, so does every garment also have a soul?

Bai Xiaodeng's thoughts followed her, and he wanted to ask her many times, but he was afraid that she would be the same as last time......

Lin Jiao's singing slowly stopped, she stood in front of Bai Xiaodeng, bent down, and said, "Little meaty, meet again, even death, you accompany me." Thinking about it this way, I was right that I didn't have time to give you to the woman in black in the end. Giggle......"

Bai Xiaodeng listened to her laughter and only felt frightened.

"If you can talk, why don't we talk now?"

Bai Xiaodeng wanted to talk to her, but looking at his spiritual beard, he used one cluster, plus the two clusters that had been separated recently, and there were only seven clusters left. Will Master be angry when he finds out? But if you don't use it, maybe you will die slowly with Lin Jiao in the end; If you use it, you may be able to know some things before Lin Jiao died.