Tao Congzhi is thirteen years old this year, studying in the city's fifty-five middle school, Tao Congzhi, like many little boys, is naughty, likes to watch TV, play with mobile phones, but his academic performance is not bad, basically within the top ten of the class, which is also the proudest thing for his parents.

One of them opened a small condiment shop, and the other did an anti-theft door and window business, they were very busy, and no one cared about him studying at all.

The couple have been married for decades, just such a child, naturally very pampered, although Tao Congzhi has a lot of friends at school, but basically no one plays with him after returning home, which is also the status quo of most children in the city.

So Tao Congzhi's favorite thing is to go to the store with his mother and sell things.

He likes to sit in the store, watching the pedestrians coming and going outside, like to smell the aroma of various condiments, of course, sometimes, his mother will give her pocket money, go to the small shop next to buy some food, and even sometimes play with his mobile phone.

Because the couple didn't care much about Tao Congzhi's learning, he didn't have so many cram schools and not so many interest classes, so Tao Congzhi was happier than other children.

However, when I was in elementary school, I took taekwondo for a while, but it stopped after the fourth grade, mainly because the couple were busy and they didn't have time to send him on Saturdays and Sundays.

Similarly, since the fourth grade of elementary school, there is no one to pick him up after school, and he goes home alone.

Of course, there are not a few such students, everyone walks together, talking, laughing, and making trouble, but they are happier than those students who pick up and drop off back and forth.

So after I went to junior high school, there would be no one to pick me up.

But a few months ago, his happiness was gone, and he was covered from behind, and then killed in a deserted factory.

"Do you see what the murderer looks like?" Song Ci asked.

At this time, the three of them stood under a plane tree outside the vegetable market, and the fishy smell unique to the vegetable market came from time to time in the breeze.

"He's wearing a mask, he's wearing a poncho, and I can't see what he looks like."

"What about height?" Song Ci asked.

"A little shorter than you, but fatter than you."

"Anything else? Think about it. Song Ci asked softly.

Tao Congzhi thought carefully for a moment, then shook his head.

And at this moment, pale green willow leaf patterns appeared on both sides of Song Ci's eyes.

Song Ci immediately felt a feeling of drowning, which quickly faded.

The scene in front of me has changed from winter to autumn, and the leaves on the roadside are only slightly yellow, and most of them are still green.

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"Knowing the monkey, remember to bring the card tomorrow." Tao Congzhi heard the voice and looked back, it was his classmate Hou Haiping, and the card he was talking about was the Ultraman card he collected.

Some of this kind of card shops sell, a pack of one dollar, a pack of five, and there are five random Ultraman cards in it, ranging from the rarest SSS level to the ordinary B-level, a bit like a gacha card in the game, but it has become an offline physical card.

Tao Congzhi was lucky and got several SSS-level cards, but there were two of the same, and Hou Haiping wanted to exchange them with him after he knew about it.

As for Zhizhi Monkey, it is his nickname, because his name has a Zhizi, and he talks a lot and lively on weekdays, so his classmates will give him the nickname Zhizhi Monkey.

Not to mention, this nickname is particularly vivid, although Tao Congzhi has practiced taekwondo for a few years, it doesn't seem to play a big role, he is short and thin, carrying a big schoolbag, as if he can be pressed down at any time.

Tao Congzhi is out of school, and there are two places to go.

One is the store opened by my father, which is also their home, with the store in front and the house in the back.

The other is to go to the vegetable market, the condiment shop opened by my mother.

Tao Congzhi decided to go to his mother's shop first, and then go home with his mother.

He took the No. 6 bus, and after getting off the bus, he could walk one stop to his mother's shop, the distance was not very far, but because of the rain, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the sky was gloomy, as if a bigger rainstorm was brewing.

Although Tao Congzhi was holding an umbrella, his trousers and shoes were already wet, it was already autumn, the weather was cold, and the wet shoes and socks made him feel slightly cold.

He regretted it a little, he knew that he would go home directly, and he could change into dry shoes and socks.

But it was useless to think about it now, so he continued to walk forward, but at this moment, he heard a sound of footsteps behind him, and Tao Congzhi only thought it was a pedestrian and didn't care.

And Song Ci shares Tao Congzhi's vision, seeing what he sees and smells what he hears, it is a bit similar to possession, so Tao Congzhi doesn't look back, and he can't see the appearance of the person behind him.

As the person behind him got closer and closer, then a thick arm strangled Tao Congzhi's neck, and was directly lifted up like a little chicken, Tao Congzhi struggled hard, but his insignificant strength had no effect, and the disparity in strength made him have no power to resist.

But Song Ci also knew the height and shape of the other party through the physical contact between the two, about one meter eight, with a strong figure, Song Ci could obviously feel the soft flesh on his stomach behind his body, which was not much different from what Tao Congzhi told Song Ci before, it seems that this child's perception ability is still very strong.

And Tao Congzhi can still have such a clear perception of carrying a schoolbag, mainly because in order not to get the schoolbag wet, the schoolbag is carried forward and held in his arms.

Because of being strangled by his neck, Tao Congzhi's suffocating feeling of burning lungs was also shared with Song Ci, which made him feel the pain and panic at that time, and then through Tao Congzhi's vision, he saw a blue handkerchief covering his mouth and nose.

At this moment, Song Ci passed through the other party's palm, which further confirmed the other party's two characteristics, strong and fat, and he really smelled a fishy smell in the other party's palm.

In addition, Song Ci also noticed that on the other party's blue handkerchief, there was a pattern like a flying bird.

And this is not a handkerchief, to be precise, it should be a square scarf, a small blue square scarf, the handkerchief is generally pure cotton, and the surface is more delicate, and now this one, like a towel, has a rough surface.

However, before Song Ci could draw more conclusions, his consciousness suddenly fell into darkness and lost his perception of everything around him, this was because Tao Congzhi lost consciousness, and Song Ci, who shared consciousness with him, naturally also lost his perception of the outside world.

But soon, Song Ci had "consciousness" again, and time seemed to be just a brief moment in the past, but the whole brain seemed to feel groggy, and his eyes seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't open them.

And the reason why he "woke up" was because of a sharp pain in his neck, as if a warm liquid was spraying out of his neck, and his body felt colder and colder, but his consciousness was clearer, and he felt the cold ground under his body, and the smell of rust was mixed with the smell of rust, and he vaguely seemed to hear the sound of the car leaving.

Soon Song Ci felt a feeling of drowning again, Tao Congzhi died, and he also broke away from the state of "memory retrospection".

After getting out of the state, his first action was to touch his neck, and the feeling was so real that he instantly confused reality.

But he quickly reacted, put down his palm casually, and looked at Tao Congzhi, who was standing opposite, still looking at him curiously.

He didn't seem to be aware at all that at this moment, Song Ci had already experienced what he had experienced before he died.

"Uncle, are you an immortal?"

After Tao Congzhi answered Song Ci's question, he became curious about his identity.

As a walker, Millet has its own rules, and when she sees her soul, she will automatically know some information about Taoyuan Village and the walker.

So the moment he saw the millet grain, Tao Congzhi learned her identity.

But Song Ci didn't have this kind of rule, but the millet grains were pulled by him, obedient and well-behaved, so Tao Congzhi was curious about his identity.

"Sort of, don't worry, I'll help you find your killer." Song Ci comforted.

However, Tao Congzhi was not happy about this, but lowered his head when he heard the words, and his expression was very gloomy.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Ci asked in some surprise.

"What's the use of that?" Tao Congzhi whispered.

"The bad guys have to be punished so that more people don't get hurt, you know? In addition to you, there are two other people who are also victimized. Song Ci explained to him in a whisper.

"But, my mom and dad are getting divorced." Tao Congzhi was a little sad.

"Divorce?"

"Hmm." Tao Congzhi glanced up at Song Ci, tears rolling in his eyes.

"After I died, my dad blamed my mom for not taking a good look at me, my mom blamed my dad for not taking a good look at me, the two of them blamed each other, they quarreled all day long, every time they quarreled fiercely, they were going to divorce, I ...... I don't want them to divorce......"

Song Ci didn't know how to comfort him for a while, and thought for a while: "When I catch the murderer, I'll let you meet with them, can you persuade them?" ”

"Huh?"

Tao Congzhi was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Can you make my mom and dad see me?" He asked, surprised.

For such a long time, he tried many methods, but his parents just couldn't see him and hear him, including everyone else, and after a long time, he was completely dead.

Song Ci smiled and reached out to touch his head.

Tao Congzhi is very thin, the two cheekbones are slightly protruding, the eyes are not big, but they are very spirited, and the lips are thick, giving people a very honest and honest feeling.

At this time, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he looked at his hands excitedly.

"I'm resurrected again? Uncle, are you really a fairy? He said excitedly.

"How can the resurrection be so easy, it is only temporary, so that you can see your parents for the last time and say a final goodbye to them."

Song Ci retracted his palm as he spoke, and Tao Congzhi instantly turned into a treacherous state again.

Tao Congzhi, who was still full of joy just now, became gloomy, but soon seemed to think of something and became happy again.

"That's okay, I can ask them not to divorce and give me another sister, I've always wanted a sister, but it's okay for a younger brother, they have a new baby, they won't miss me anymore, and they won't want a divorce."

What a sensible child, Song Ci couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Then he said, "You go first, and I'll come to you in two days." ”

"Thank you, uncle." Tao Cong knew the thanks, turned around and was about to leave, back to his mother.

After a while, he turned around again, waved his hand to Song Ci, and said as if he was a little uneasy: "Uncle, you must come to me." ”

"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll come to you." Song Ci also smiled and waved his hand.

Tao Congzhi said this, grinned and showed a happy smile, and then looked at the millet grains and waved at her.

Millet grains, who had been standing quietly on the side, also silently raised their little hands and waved, until the other party entered the vegetable market and disappeared.

PS: There is one more chapter to be updated in the afternoon

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