The student's money is easy to earn, and the middle school student who was fooled by Ling Bai bought the flower in a few words. In line with the principle of perfection, he worked for more than ten minutes to wrap the bouquet. The red and pink canadens look very dreamy when paired together, with some starry accents. The middle school student took the bouquet and nodded with great satisfaction, "Boss, the flowers you made are so beautiful." ”

"Of course, don't look at my small store, but an international chain brand, and I myself am also a very famous florist, you can search for me on Baidu. Ling Bai smiled and pointed to the QR code on the long table, "For your cuteness, just give 259 yuan for a 5% discount." ”

The middle school student held the bouquet, looked at the carnation on his chest with some hesitation, and whispered, "It's so expensive." ”

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, I'll give you a little story. Ling Bai hurriedly said: "Legend has it that the pink carnation is the tears that Shakyamuni shed when he saw the suffering of the world, and the carnation grew where the tears fell. Different from roses, the love represented by carnations is relatively light and warm, which is suitable for describing family love, and of course it is good to give it to teachers. He was talking nonsense, trying to see if he could trick the students into going to the temple next door to offer incense.

"Didn't the Virgin Mary see Jesus suffering?" the middle school student looked at the bouquet in her hand suspiciously, she couldn't imagine that such a beautiful bouquet could come from an idiot who didn't know the language of flowers and related legends.

"It's all the same thing. Ling Bai didn't have the embarrassment of being exposed for half of his lies, and looked at her with a smile, "In this way, you go to the temple next to you to put incense, and this bouquet of flowers will accept you 159.... Well, 50 pieces. What do you think?"

Hearing this, the middle school student did not hesitate for a moment, directly scanned the code to pay, and left quickly with the flowers, and disappeared from Ling Bai's sight in a blink of an eye.

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WeChat prompt received 259 yuan.

"Would you rather spend an extra two hundred than incense?" Ling Bai shook his head and walked to the table and sat down.

Judging by the attitude of the middle school students, it seems that it is difficult to revive the temple, and it is difficult for the people in the town to accept it. If this continues, it will be difficult for his cultivation to improve, and the thousands of yuan in the card will soon be spent.

What should I do? Ling Bai couldn't help but have a headache.

Looking at the time, it was already half past nine in the morning, and he suddenly remembered a very important thing, he was too tired last night to forget to talk to Mr. Wang, who was going to take over the flower shop, and told him that the flower shop would not be transferred for the time being.

As soon as I flipped through the call record of the man surnamed Wang, a warm middle-aged male voice sounded outside the door.

"Is Boss Ling here?"

"Yes, you are...... Mr. Wang?" Hearing that his voice was somewhat familiar, Ling Bai hurriedly got up and looked ahead.

Outside the door walked in a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his tunic was neat and meticulous, looking very elegant.

"You're Boss Ling, so young. We talked on the phone yesterday," the middle-aged man looked away from Ling Bai and looked up and down at the layout of the flower shop.

"What is Mr. Wang's profession?" asked Ling Bai casually to distract him.

"The middle school teacher in town. Teacher Wang returned faintly, his gaze fell on the remaining carnations, and a blazing heat flashed in his eyes.

"It turned out to be Mr. Wang, who was disrespectful. Do you see that the flower shop is still satisfied? It's not that I blow it, this flower shop is first-class in the town in terms of location and customer flow. Looking at the decoration again, I also spent a lot of money on it, and you really picked up 10,000 yuan. It's just that there is a ruined temple next door, which is very evil, and two more died a few days ago at the owner's house next door. Ling Bai looked at the discolored face of the middle-aged man in his eyes, and continued: "It's not just a dead person, it's not in the way, if you think it's okay, let's sign the contract quickly." ”

"Well, I'll think about it again. Mr. Wang's face turned pale, and he fled from the flower shop without looking back.

The smile on Ling Bai's face gradually froze. This teacher surnamed Wang has been staring at Carnation since he came in, and he is also a middle school teacher, will there be any light connection with the middle school students just now?

The phone vibrates.

It's Ge Xin's phone.

"What's the matter?" Ling Bai asked directly.

"Bring a copy of your ID card and graduation certificate to the office. After speaking, Ge Xin hung up the phone directly, not giving Ling Bai a chance to refuse at all.

"Let's go through the motions. Ling Bai was helpless. He was originally a little moved, after all, Ge Xin said that he had the opportunity to get the opportunity to study martial arts after becoming a regular, but then he inexplicably got the inheritance of Landa Temple, and he felt that there was no need to go to work in the institute anymore.

Ge Xin's kindness could not be disappointed, he took his ID card and graduation certificate, locked the door, and Ling Bai went straight to the police station in the town.

The New Year will be in ten days and half a month, and there will be more people on the street.

Crossing the farmer's street and walking onto the main road, there was a large crowd of people in the middle of the road, and the whole road was blocked, and the cars on both sides formed two long queues.

"Another car accident?" Ling Bai frowned slightly, intending to bypass the crowd. As he walked past the crowd, he inadvertently saw a touch of pink and the student's uniform peeking through the cracks of the people.

He stopped and squeezed into the crowd.

On the brand-new Boyou Road lies a girl in a blue and white school uniform with a bouquet of flowers, no more than twelve or thirteen years old. There was a deep blood groove on her white neck, and scarlet blood continued to bubble up from the inside out, and a large pool of blood had gathered on the ground.

The girl was a middle school student who had just come out of his flower shop.

Her eyes stared blankly at the gray sky, her body still twitching, and she looked like she had only been killed for a short time.

Things were a little different from what Ling Bai thought, it was not a car accident, but murder.

The people around him looked indifferent, and let out a sigh from time to time, lamenting the fragility of life and the withering of social flowers, as if this kind of thing seemed normal to them.

Ling Bai hesitated for a moment, pushed away the aunt who was blocking in front of her, picked up the middle school student, and pressed the wound on her neck tightly with the palm of her hand. He is not a warm-hearted person, which is why he wanted to leave without looking at it when he mistakenly thought it was a car accident. But when a living being struggled in front of him, in the face of the indifferent bystanders of others, he couldn't help but stand up.

The knife wound was deep, cutting through the carotid artery, and despite the hard cover of the wound, the blood continued to flow out like a spray shower.

Soon, the girl's body stopped twitching, and her body gradually became cold.

Ling Bai looked at the blood on his hands blankly, and suddenly remembered the sentence in the mobile app of Landa Temple - human life is impermanent, and life is like stone fire and lightning.

At the end he wanted to add a sentence - "Please cherish life and live up to time." ”

"Lao Bai, why are you here?" the crowd moved out of the way, and several policemen approached, and the policeman led by him asked in surprise.