The ancient precept is heard, and those who can sing and cry can find a boat pavilion and give up their wealth, and they can entrust it.

The one who entrusts it must be the one who is a great abomination.

The lips and teeth are left in the gold tooth print, and the commission is settled into a contract.

……

This is a story that was very popular and popular among young people many years ago.

He knew it, and so did they.

So Chen Qing looked at her, looked at Yu Weilian, who was a little panicked, and looked at her with that look that understood everything, just like watching a play, she began to panic, her two hands were holding her arms, and her skin was already pinched bright red and translucent under her fingers.

She trembled and retreated little by little towards the gazebo behind her.

How she wished that her reputation would explode at this moment, how much she wished that a passerby would scream and run away after seeing the scene here.

But no, and there will be, such weather in which no aimless wanderer will pass by.

Thus, a conclusion naturally emerged; Everyone who appears here has a clear purpose in them.

Chen Qing looked at the scenery in the rain, and as far as his eyes could see, a figure appeared.

He sighed softly, knowing in his heart that time was running out.

The distance of 100 meters is still three to five minutes, and the rain is heavy and the walk is slow.

He looked at Yu Weilian and opened his mouth: "You used this story to kill him, just for your poor feelings?"

For the sake of your despicable and unspeakable mind, you have used the life of a completely unrelated person?

Why can't the person who died be you, is your love not worth it? ”

Her upper lip touched her lower teeth, and the sound from her mouth was staccato: "No...... No!

We didn't want to kill him! ”

She roared, and the man in the rain sped up a few steps, but not fast enough.

"Then why can't it be you who die. Don't you dare to say right? I'll say it for you: because you didn't want to let this insider go in the first place.

It's disgusting, think about the mountains and seas in your mouth, you keep saying good things, but you don't even dare to stand in the sun. ”

She listened, staggered two steps, leaned against the pillar of the gazebo, and became a little helpless; She couldn't retreat, she turned around, and the dark red pillar was so abrupt.

It flowed like blood, "and when he died, it was all over the ground." ”

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to refute something, but after all, she just opened her mouth and couldn't say half a word, she didn't have time to answer, Chen Qing said again, "Those blood soaked the wall, and those broken teeth were inserted between the cracks in the wall."

Do you know how long he screamed? ”

He looked at Yu Weilian and stepped forward step by step.

"How ......" She didn't dare to open her eyes, didn't dare to raise her head, she looked at Chen Qing's feet, and her hands clutched her clothes, as if the soaked clothes could bring her warmth.

But no, as she asked.

"How long. He has been dead for as long as he has been dead. ”

He looked at the woman, like a teenager who didn't know anything about the consequences of her actions, like the teenagers in the juvenile detention center who were at a loss when they learned what the consequences were for them.

She's like the bunch, maybe never changed.

She was one of those people.

He looked at Yu Weilian and continued to say to her: "The sore spot of pulling out a piece of skin is about ......."

He stepped forward, a toothpick tapping lightly on Weilian's fingertips.

Scarlet droplets of blood followed.

She was stunned, and looked up at Chen Qing's eyes with a little anger and surprise.

So the two looked at each other, and that was the feeling he wanted, and he looked into the woman's eyes, and he watched the tense look in the other's eyes retreat in an instant.

She was stunned in her heart, and then she was even more stunned, she heard Chen Qing say: "This kind of pain, he has to endure tens of thousands of times a second." ”

He lifted Yu Weilian's face, and his eyes became serious: "And everything is thanks to you, he died, died in an alley crawled by cockroaches and mice;

Died in a morgue where no one knew about it and no one claimed it. ”

As he spoke, he took out Di Xing'an's photo from his pocket, and he placed the blood-drenched photo in front of Yu Weilian.

Then, pinching her face with one hand, two fingers opened her eyes, and put the photo in front of Yu Weilian's eyes.

"Take a look. You killed him, didn't you not want to kill him?

Look...... Look at him! Look at his eyes! Look! His eyes that can't be closed, aren't you afraid that when you close your eyes, they will be those eyes? ”

He let go of his hand, and Yu Weilian's face was no longer expressive.

She was a little shocked, not overwhelmed by shock.

Feelings that exceed the threshold are not so easy to understand.

It is not until this emotion slowly fades, and it is not until the dead of night that I think back to the bloody eyes in front of me that there will be regret slowly.

But now, she can't show half of her expression.

"What else do you want to do...... Is it my turn? He looked at Yu Weilian and smiled sarcastically: "Don't you want to kill me either?"

Do you want to say, who asked me to seek justice for Di Xing'an, a man who died heartily and died for an hour? ”

He leaned down, then turned her head, her head down, her eyes always looking at the ground; She lowered her head and looked at the face that appeared in front of her, and her expression turned white.

It was as if she saw Di Xing'an's eyes that couldn't be closed when she died, and after she understood that emotion little by little, little by little, she began to panic.

"No...... No. ”

"What else do you want to do?"

"Ritual ......," her voice trembled.

"What is the ritual going to do?"

"Complete the ritual."

"What's the process?"

"Wishing ......"

He didn't ask, Yu Weilian continued.

"Burn that piece of gold...... After burning, everything returned. ”

"Why do you do it at this time?"

He asked the words in his mouth, but in his heart he didn't expect the other party to answer.

He listened to the rattling sound in the rain, and the sound gradually died down.

It's not that the volume drops, it's that there is a more important sound in the rain.

The sound of the pair of high heels appeared behind Wei Lian.

She turned around, and there was an instant look of surprise on her face.

Surprise, joy, disappointment, regret, countless emotions are intertwined in an instant, and then converge into a complex emotion.

It's called "love".

The same is true for the people who come.

So at the moment when she looked at Yu Weilian, the pair of jade fingers fell on Yu Weilian's face.

Five fingers are printed, and the face is red.

She covered her face and didn't dare to look up; Chen Qing looked at this scene, but did not speak out to dissuade him.

"Miss He."

She nodded.

She was wearing a white and cyan cheongsam, which showed her abrupt figure.

"Mr. Chen."

He answered, and he had a good start.

"This is the end of it."

He Xinyuan just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Chen Qing raising his hand, he looked at He Xinyuan, shook his head and asked her, "I have a question." ”

She: "Huh? He looked at the person on the ground again, nodded, and motioned for him to ask.

"You are such a thoughtful person."

She laughed.

"Don't you know that Plan One can easily fail?"

He Xinyuan took the umbrella and entered the hall, when she stood in the rain, the world seemed to have nothing to do with her.

But when she took a step forward, it seemed that there were only two people left in this world, Chen Qing and He Xinyuan.

"Yes."

"And do you know what the question is that I didn't ask?"

She thought for a moment and nodded.

"You want to ask me what plan two is.

A completely different plan from the trading of power and sex. ”

She put away the umbrella and stepped forward, and the umbrella in her hand drew plum blossoms on the ground.

She said, "It's to kill you, Mr. Chen." ”

"I guessed it."

He looked at He Xinyuan and seemed puzzled: "But how did you kill me?" ”

She looked at Chen Qing, smiling charmingly and movingly, she touched her lower abdomen, and seemed to have a look of nostalgia.

She was still smiling, but the nostalgia was gone: "Sir."

It's still the same sentence at the beginning.

You took the body of one of us at random.

That's it for today.

If not, don't go. ”