Desperate protection, because the dignity fell apart in an instant. Is it because Fan Wei miscalculated her own weight in Duan Lin's heart, or for Duan Lin, dignity is above all else
Fan Wei wanted to tell Duan Lin that she came in desperately for him.
But when the words came to the lips, they couldn't speak, and when they came into contact with Duan Lin's indifferent eyes, it seemed that everything had lost its meaning.
The most painful thing in the world is not to have nothing, but to gain and lose.
This life of Fan Wei was originally saved by Duan Lin, and now Duan Lin's departure is just not owing each other, and nothing to Fan Wei.
He walked with peace of mind, and apart from bitterness, Fan Wei didn't have any resentment in his heart.
People and ghosts have different paths. At this moment, Fan Wei understands the meaning.
It's not that they hurt each other, but that they can't love themselves, but there is nowhere to tell. He clearly stood in front of him, but it seemed as if there was nothing in front of him.
He is like poison, disturbing Fan Wei's mind and disrupting Fangcun.
Fear for a while, chill for a while, and then, lost and lost.
He was upset, but he left.
ghost! Ben Wuxin, how could he know that he hurt someone else's heart
The sound of walking corpses hitting the door continued, but Fan Wei had already ignored it, lonely and sad, and returned to the place, silently sitting on the ground in a daze.
Sister Wang's question was in her ear: "What happened to you just now? It was terrifying to speak to the empty window."
Naturally, others cannot see Duan Lin, and Fan Wei has no intention of explaining either. On the side, Zhao Hai stared at Fan Wei with unpredictable eyes. He was probably frightened by himself. At this moment, everyone is scared, and the slightest weirdness will spread like an avalanche.
The two special police officers pressed their bodies against the cabinet to block the walking corpses from breaking through the door.
Captain Sun took off the gas mask and stared at the'Master' coldly. Although there was no words, he could see the indignation in his eyes.
Everyone took off their masks one after another, sweating like rain, wet their faces, and let out rough and disordered gasps.
Sister Wang's eyes were grimace: "Master, why are you not working well?"
Although no one spoke outright, everyone's eyes clearly expressed the words'counterfeit goods'.
The master's face turned white and red, shocked and ashamed, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath to suppress the shock: "I... I just took a look at Feng Shui."
"Are you not a Taoist priest?" Sister Wang frowned.
The master lowered his head, frowning, staring at the cigarette in his hand, his palm trembling slightly: "I said, I just look at Feng Shui."
Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Sister Wang sighed deeply and said nothing. The epidemic prevention officer stood up, grabbed the master by the collar, and said angrily: "You fucking Taoist priest! Do you use those rune papers? My friend died like this, you are a fake! What other masters, There are countless believers, I went to NM!" The furious epidemic prevention officer hit the big
On the belly of the teacher.
The master huddled on the ground with his belly, and wailed: "If you don’t believe me, go and search on the Internet, my spells are all true! Black killing spells, except for the curse, no matter what it means, the things outside the door are not dirty. And I I have only seen Feng Shui in my life, this place is fierce!"
The outrageous epidemic prevention officer kicked the master on the chest: "It's the damn thing you said, who doesn't know the murderer here!"
Zhao Hai and Sister Wang pulled the epidemic prevention staff away together.
The epidemic prevention officer squatted on the ground crying for a while and cursing for a while.
Sister Wang and Zhao Hai also squatted aside, staring at the door with constant noise, without saying a word.
Seeing the people who started fighting, Fan Wei was indifferent. Duan Lin's back left indifferently was still imprinted in Fan Wei's heart, and it was a bit painful.
I lost my friend, lost the man who guarded me, and was alone.
Fan Wei didn't have the slightest despair, but a stubbornness in her heart.
Since Duan Lin felt that he was not worthy of his protection, it proved that without Duan Lin, he could leave here alive!
Thinking of this, Fan Wei took a deep breath, temporarily pressed down the sadness in his heart, and his eyes fell on the painful master who was curled up on the ground.
Fan Wei couldn't help feeling that she was a little ridiculous, and she had pinned her hopes on a counterfeit before.
His plausible'black killing curse, except for the evil curse' are all'yellow fuxuan curses'. According to the records in the ancient books of Sanqing, this kind of spells cannot be mastered without more than ten years of Taoism. Moreover, Fan Wei has also done such a stupid thing as copying Fu Zhuan from the Internet, and naturally it couldn't be clearer.
Taking a deep breath, Fan Wei stopped hesitating, staring at the master and said solemnly, "Is there any talisman paper that I haven't used?"
The master said in a huff: "What's the use of the unused talisman paper? What am I doing with that thing, don't mess with it!"
After being repaired by the epidemic prevention officer, the master was depressed and didn't bother to take care of the female student Fan Wei.
Fan Wei stopped wasting energy on the master, glanced around, here is the storage room, and quickly said: "Everyone, can you help me find white paper and red ink?"
"Oh, little girl, our heads are all tied to the waistbands, so don't mess up and sit down quickly." Sister Wang complained.
The epidemic prevention officer was still crying with his head in his arms. He was on the verge of collapse and couldn't help at all. Captain Sun was observing the situation outside.
There is no other way, I can only rely on myself.
Fan Wei got up and started rummaging around the cabinets. At this moment, Zhao Hai came over.
"I'll help you."
"Thank you."
Two people looked at the lockers one by one, white paper was everywhere, and the problem was red ink.
The two reached the depths of the storage room unknowingly, and when Fan Wei concentrated on searching for the red ink, Zhao Hai's voice came into his ears.
"Who is that ghost?"
Fan Wei was startled and turned around and stared at Zhao Hai: "How did you know?"
Zhao Hai shrugged, letting Fan Wei relax: "You also have yin and yang eyes? Otherwise, you can't see ghosts, we are the same. I have been able to see some dirty things since I was born, and I have long been used to it."
That's how Fan Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of her clenched fist, and continued to look down for the red ink. His voice was still uncontrollable in surprise: "Why didn't you say that you have yin and yang eyes?"
"Haha..." Zhao Hai gave a wry smile: "What's the use of saying it? Would others believe it? Besides, in my capacity, it's not appropriate to say these weird things."
Fan Wei pretended to be calm and said: "If you know that the danger is here, should you say that you are brave? Or was your head kicked by a donkey?"
"Only when the dirty things are very close to me, I can see, how can I know that this building is so dangerous. By the way, you haven't answered me, what is the relationship between that man and you." Zhao Hai asked curiously. "Maybe it was related before, but now it's okay." Fan Wei said casually, but the corners of her mouth twitched. (End of this chapter)