Chapter Ninety-Three: Coming Home

"These are the two buildings you're talking about?"

Didn't you say good suburban demolition? How is this building in the city center? Didn't you say that the original demolition and original construction were good? It is so close to the Xinlan community, and it has only been built in the past two years, and the two buildings integrating commercial and residential buildings are actually Sima Wuqian?

"Hehe, it was originally in the suburbs, but the developer calculated and found that if the compensation was calculated for my family in the suburbs, one-third of the houses would have to be mine, so they replaced them with two buildings in the urban area."

Sima Wuqian scratched his head: "Master likes it, I'll give you a set." ”

"No, thank you!" Night semantics sternly refused: "I am not worthy." ”

"Mr. Sima is back."

As soon as the two of them walked into the lobby, the enthusiastic staff smiled as if they had seen the God of Wealth, and they couldn't see their teeth: "Let me report to you, the company on the 5th floor has not moved away, but the new contract has been delivered, and I will trouble you to sign it, so that the two companies can be handed over seamlessly." ”

"Okay, put it on my desk, I'll sign it when I'm free!"

"This is my master, if she comes in the future, you can just let her go up to me, you can't stop her!"

Sima Wuqian solemnly introduced Yeyu, and his tone was full of warning.

"Don't worry, Mr. Sima, I promise to take it all the way to your accommodation!" The staff lowered their eyes, hiding the surprise in their eyes, and said in a respectful tone: "Those two please!" ”

"You've shown me what it means to be inhuman."

What doesn't match Sima Wuqian's appearance at all is the decoration of the house, which is extremely luxurious, and every tile has a smell of 'I'm expensive', and the golden light is about to flash blinding, but it makes people reluctant to blink.

"It's all my grandfather's fashion." Sima Wu went to the door and incense the photo placed on the left hand side: "Grandpa said that the days of guarding the land and facing the loess with his back to the sky are gone, and the days to come should be brilliant, and that is called life." ”

"The old man is transparent." Yeyu earnestly incensed the old man in the photo who was no different from an ordinary farmer.

"Master, eat as much as you want, drink as much as you like, I'll go find grandpa's relics."

"These are grandpa's treasures!" Sima Wuqian jumped on one foot and struggled to drag out a box that reached his knees: "Master, take a look, what information is there?" ”

"Don't worry, if you go to live in the morgue during this time, you will definitely not let Chen Ajiao take you away!"

"Morgue?" Sima Wuqian screamed: "How can people live there?" ”

"Why can't you live, live there in the summer, it's a five-star enjoyment!" Yeyu rummaged through the contents of the box and replied, "You can try the mortuary, I promise, you tried it once, and you want to try it a second time." ”

"Hehehe..."

No wonder he fell in love with the night language at a glance, 'unswerving to death' to follow her, just with her courage, she left her peers a few streets behind.

"Nothing useful!" After rummaging through it, Yeyu closed the lid: "Did your grandfather say that you have anything special?" ”

"Is it special to have a hard life?" Sima Wuqian pondered for a while and asked.

"Oh, that's good! Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital first, and I'll also collect information about those patients by the way, there must be something in common between you. ”

……

"It's really hard!"

After breakfast, Yeyu put the information on the table and found that these people had one thing in common, their birth dates, according to the results calculated by Sima Wuqian, their lives were hard.

For example, the old man, who is in his 70s, has no children and no daughters, and his relatives have passed away one after another. Even two years ago, she was in a car accident and the other four people in the car, including her husband, died, and when she was rescued, she only suffered minor abrasions.

You know, this is a cliff that is tens of meters over.

When the police saw the live mouth, they were also very surprised, if it weren't for the dashcam in the car, which recorded the relevant conversations and video information in the car, the old man might have been listed as a suspect.

But these people's lives are hard, and they are all hard to Sima Wuqian's life, according to his grandfather's calculations: the Heavenly Evil Lone Star that comes out once in a hundred years.

Born to kill parents, grow to a month, kill grandma, grandpa is not a grandfather, and there are walkers to protect the body, but live peacefully to more than eighty, and die.

"What's the use of asking for so many hard lives? Can't you use it? ”

This is the place where the night is incomprehensible, the life is not to be said, the vitality of the person with a hard life is not something that can be used if you want to, it is injured at light, and it is fatal at worst.

Chen Ajiao doesn't look like she thinks she has a long life.

"Knock knock..."

"It's coming!" Ye Yu put away the information, opened the door, and raised his eyebrows: "Why are you here?" ”

"Thank you!" Bai Mo gestured with the watermelon in his hand.

"Thanks, the watermelon is sweet! You don't have to make a trip, it's just a phone call. ”

"Hmm!" Bai Mo also took a slice of watermelon, followed her example, took a big bite of it, and felt satisfied, so he put down the watermelon skin and took out the ugly doll from his backpack.

"Do you know this?"

"Your magic weapon!" Ye Yu glanced at it with disgust, took out a tissue, carefully wiped his fingers, and poked a doll sitting on the table seriously: "I don't understand, why are you such a cold person, why are magic weapons so ridiculous?" ”

"This is what my mother made for me when I was a child." Bai Mo touched the few remaining strands of wool on the top of the doll's head, and smiled gently: "After she died, it became my magic weapon, just like my mother was by my side." ”

"Excuse me!"

"It's okay, I'm here to thank you for it today!"

"It?"

"It has a piece of my mother's spirit in it."

"Huh?"

Night Yu was shocked, this is really bringing my mother with me.

"My mother was killed by Bai Shan's own hands." Bai Mo's hands were clenched tightly, his face became hideous in an instant, and the bruised tendons leaked his anger.

"Be careful with Night Talk!"

The black-clothed night whispered and took over her body, her head tilted slightly to the right, and a burst of energy hit the wall along her ears, dropping latex paint all over the floor.

"I'm sorry!" He calmed down, stood up, and bowed to her: "I didn't restrain my emotions for a while!"

"Goo-dong!" Yeyu took over the body, swallowed his saliva, and looked at him in a daze: "This is preparing to kill people after telling the secret!" ”

"Poof..." Bai Mo chuckled, his face was like the morning sun melting snow, and it became bright in an instant: "Don't worry." ”

"I was 10 years old and I can remember..."

It was very dark that day, as if it was about to fall, and his parents, as usual, went out on a mission.

But it was different from usual, his mother was brought back, covered in blood.

There was a black mist that had taken over his mother's heart, and if he wanted to kill it, he had to kill his mother.

All he remembered was a knife that had been plunged straight into his mother's heart, and the black smoke vanished.

And the young man threw himself on the body that was slowly getting colder, but was ruthlessly pushed away, and Bai Shan actually took out the soul destroying array, preparing to let the soul that had not escaped from the body scatter.