The gangster boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, and his brain was so tense with extreme panic and timidity that he couldn't control his facial expressions.

"No, no, no ......"

His voice was mixed with tremors.

"Have you ever received a doll?" Xia Lingge asked his own question directly.

The little brother didn't understand what Xia Lingge meant, and swallowed his saliva again, his voice still trembling: "What ......?" ”

There was a sudden kick on the shoulder.

"Answer well."

The pain of being crushed in his shoulder could not withstand one-tenth of the low pressure brought by the boy in the black jacket, and the eyes of the gangster brother were filled with physiological tears, and his teeth couldn't help but start to tremble: "I—I really don't understand......

"It's a doll that looks exactly like me, and it feels like it appeared out of nowhere." Xia Lingge simplified as much as possible and made the reason clear and clear.

The little brother was still a little dazed at first, but listening to Xia Lingge's statement, his mind began to spin with her thoughts, "You mean that doll!" He was suddenly startled, but then his voice was retracted by the pain in his shoulder, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled with some flattery, and continued to Xia Lingge in an instant, "Indeed, indeed, two days ago, there was suddenly a cotton wool doll under my pillow, which looked exactly like me, I thought ...... It was a prank made by a family member or a friend, and he threw it away without thinking too much. ”

He looked at them with some frustration and hesitation: "You ...... How do you know? Any questions? ”

"No problem."

Xia Lingge withdrew his gaze from staring at him, thinking silently about something.

"Do you need me to bring the rest of the people?" Si Cheng spoke at the right time, he had been seriously suppressing the gangster brother from beginning to end and asking him to cooperate with Xia Lingge, but since Xia Lingge began to think silently, with just one look, he quickly understood what she was thinking, as if it was ...... His attention never left her.

Xia Lingge glanced at him, pondered for a moment and nodded.

Those who ran slowly, and were knocked out by Xia Lingge, the giant insect brothers were brought over by Si Cheng, Xia Lingge asked them the same question, and their replies were similar to the answer of the first gangster, they all found a soft doll that looked exactly like themselves at home, but maybe it was because of the boys, and they basically threw them all into the trash without care.

When the last person finished narrating the matter, everyone fell into some kind of strange silence, they looked at each other, and looked at Xia Lingge with a kind of 'probably a coincidence' but couldn't help but believe it, and couldn't help but be suspicious.

After all, those folklore stories, everyone is both skeptical and in awe.

Xia Lingge didn't answer their curiosity, just patted the soil of his clothes, "Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on." She paused, then looked sideways at the sunset outside the window, "But it's getting dark, and it's always right to go home early." ”

She dropped the sentence and turned away.

Si Cheng also glanced at them meaningfully, and then followed Xia Lingge and left.

Orange-red fiery clouds covered most of the sky, and the light clouds were also burned brightly and eerily.

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng came to the deep pit where the giant insect fell, and looked at the person who had already passed out due to excessive blood loss, and remained silent.

"Senior sister, do you want to save him?" Si Cheng stood next to him and asked softly.

"No, you don't."

Xia Lingge retracted his gaze indifferently, and left without hurrying or slowing: "His life will be handed over to God." (End of chapter)