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silence.
No sound for too long. Wang Chenghao didn't know what it was like in his heart, there were ups and downs. In the end, it turned into a hoarse question: "Your daughter... What's her name? I mean... Do you know her screen name."
The old man nodded: "I still remember it, it sounds very nice, it seems to be called... that romantic scene."
Wang Chenghao covered his face with his hands and sat quietly on the sofa without saying a word.
He knew... It was this damn woman who killed his family!
But he didn't know the truth, Qin Ye didn't give him the recorder.
Qin Ye just felt that the person had already left, and it was not bad to leave a perfect impression on his son.
The father's debt does not have to be paid by the completely ignorant son.
But now, Wang Chenghao couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.
The family is ruined... more than their family
After Zhou Dongfang's death, he was waiting for the news of his daughter who had already jumped off the building for several years. But waited for bad luck.
"What are you going to do?" He crossed his hands and clasped his fists against his forehead, looking at Qin Ye with some red eyes.
"Take him away." Qin Ye said without emotion: "He is wrong. First of all, there is no body in the coffin upstairs, and the body was carried to Xichuan by the corpse. Maybe someone else said that her daughter can use another kind of corpse. way to live, so he agreed."
He remembered what he saw at the beginning, the scarred ghost.
According to thousands of people, three people become tigers.
So... Did she take the blame for the family by the way
"Secondly, the daughter didn't come back. He is a family fairy and feels that her daughter's soul is broken. That's why... He wants the soul of the living to 'supplement' her daughter. With this kind of thought, it will be a matter of time before she becomes a ghost. ."
He looked at Zhou Dongfang deeply: "You don't know the world of the soul at all. Your methods are useless, and I can't tolerate you staying here. As long as you have this kind of thought, you are not a home immortal. Now, where is the duty, understand?"
The old man smiled bitterly and lifted his trousers. It can be seen with the naked eye that his feet have completely turned black and are extremely ethereal.
"I know… "
"Giggle... oh!!" I don't know whose chickens announced the dawn first, and then, a rooster croaked in the field in the distance.
The sky began to turn white, and the old man's body turned pale under the light of dawn. Qin Ye said calmly, "The last question."
His voice was extremely serious: "In the beginning, you allowed them to carry Zhou Fangrong's body. Who is it... who is it?"
"Have they revealed their true identities to you?"
Zhou Dongfang thought about it carefully: "No, but, in fact, I will not let my daughter leave me. I know that good and evil are rewarded, and I believe that there is the underworld. As a family immortal, I will automatically understand some things. I know My daughter can't do this, and there will be no good results."
He took a deep breath, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes: "But... they showed me something! It seems like magic, I can't even remember when I nodded my head. When I woke up, my daughter's body was no longer here. ."
"what!"
"It's a symbol, very old, you can feel the vicissitudes of life when you look at it... I, I will draw it for you!"
Home immortals can touch real objects, but they are limited to very small things, and the pen is not a problem. Zhou Dongfang finished drawing on a piece of paper and handed it to Qin Ye.
Qin Ye took a closer look and frowned deeply.
really…
There's definitely something to this symbol.
Some things are out of tune with modern civilization, and at first glance they are known to be antiquities. This notation is just that.
That's a wolf head.
Like ancient totem symbols, painting has a long-lasting charm. Just when Qin Ye stared at Wolf Head, Wolf Head seemed to be staring at him too.
This is the crucial clue to unlocking the black hand behind the puppet master!
Qin Ye put it away carefully and nodded to Zhou Dongfang: "Are you ready?"
The light became brighter and brighter, and Zhou Dongfang's body became more and more ethereal. He smiled and looked at his hand: "Actually, I'm tired after waiting for so long."
"Let's go."
Qin Ye nodded, the ghost-headed sword appeared out of thin air, and with a light stroke, Zhou Dongfang's body turned into a wisp of blue smoke, submerging in it.
"Take a break, wake up and go on the road." He patted Wang Chenghao on the shoulder and said.
"Don't worry, there are no ghosts here. The woman you saw is the photo of Zhou Fangrong before her death. Remember her black dress? Zhou Dongfang went, and she is not qualified to stay here. There is a coffin on the second floor, and no one is there. "
"The blood on the first floor was the paint splashed by the good people after Zhou Fangrong's accident, and her spiritual seat is on the shelf. Although this old man wanted to harm us, he still had a little conscience, and he didn't do it in the end. Instead, he kept persuading us to leave. Probably... the conscience is also struggling."
Wang Chenghao walked upstairs ignorantly.
Qin Ye didn't sleep.
He came to Zhou Fangrong's coffin money, and the yin wind swirled, and he had turned into a ghost.
He reached into his underwear and pulled out... a voice recorder.
"After you die, there will be a messenger for you. You have a lot of face." He smiled, and a flame burst out of his hand, burning the recorder to black ashes.
Strange to say, these black ashes seemed to have life, turning into a black smoke that circled around the candles. All four candles went out. This was scattered out of thin air onto the coffin.
"Rest in peace." Qin Ye patted the coffin: "You are wrong, and Wang Zemin is also wrong. Who is right and who is wrong, it means nothing after death."
"You killed his entire family, I know now, to avenge my parents... His heart is pitiful, of course, poor people must have something to hate. Before your death... I didn't feel pity at all."
"Don't worry, I didn't give this pen to anyone. Wang Chenghao didn't give it, and neither did your father. Just let them... keep this thought. Keep the most perfect form of your loved ones in your heart."
He closed the door softly.
Click... Represents the leading edge of the Wang family's Zhou family, completely exhausted.
Just before closing the door, he seemed to hear a whimper, like a heartbroken person crying against the sky at night.
He went downstairs and rested on the sofa.
When he woke up again, he was woken up by a group of people hammering the door.
Everyone's face is full of anxiety, there are uncles, aunts, and many young people. He slammed on the door desperately, shouting incessantly.
"Don't fall asleep!" "Wake up! Wake up!!" "Don't sleep here!! There are ghosts... there are really ghosts!!"
Qin Ye rubbed his eyes and walked to the door. Just when he touched the lock on the door, the lock had broken and fell.
Unlike last night's bright and clean look, this lock is covered in patina. It's as if it hasn't been opened for years.
"Young man! Are you alright!!" An aunt rushed in and grabbed him and walked out: "Come on... go! This place... it's not clean!"
"I'm fine." Qin Ye smiled and pulled the other person's hand away: "I didn't know when I came here last night. By the way, my classmate is still there."
"Hurry up and call!" "It's daytime, I'll call!"
Immediately, the two young men walked up quickly and called out the sleepy-eyed Wang Chenghao.
The people around him were concerned, and Wang Chenghao's sanity gradually became clear. The two walked out of the hotel with the crowd and took another look. Only to find out... this hotel is even more dilapidated than when they came last night!
The words of Home Inn are crooked and full of cobwebs. The whole building is mottled and the walls peel off. It didn't look like someone would go in at all.
"Young man, your life is really big." A middle-aged man smoking a cigarette said with emotion: "In this building, an old couple died in it a few years ago, and since that day, people can see the old man come out to open a shop every night. . Evil."
"Who said it wasn't..." The previous enthusiastic aunt also sighed: "This world... Lao Zhou doesn't care what his daughter is like, the old couple are good people... Why don't these young people know how to be merciful?"
Wang Chenghao didn't say a word, and seemed to have matured a lot overnight. After nodding his thanks, he pulled Qin Ye into the car.
"In such a hurry?" The car started, heading straight for Bao'an City. Qin Ye leaned on the window and said casually.
Wang Chenghao shook his head: "Continue to live... I always feel bored in my heart."
"Don't panic if you see it more. You may become my assistant in the future."
Wang Chenghao shook his head again, this time firmly: "I think I can do the logistics, but... I don't want to see this kind of thing a second time."
Qin Ye smiled: "You know, I used to be the same."
"Oh? Then how did you change?"
"The more you see it, the more it naturally changes. People... The price of growth may be indifference."
"...Don't be so sad, I'm only eighteen!"
"Oh, yes, and hypocrisy."
The voices of the two teenagers drifted away from the car. A few hours later, the three characters of Bao'an City were already standing above the toll booth.
Lots of vehicles and very slow.
Although Wang Chenghao has long been prepared for the long-term war of resistance, water, bread, instant noodles, and power banks are all available. But God knows, this wait actually took two hours!
"My God!!" It was a young man after all, and he couldn't help it. Rolling his eyes, he was paralyzed in the driver's seat: "This is so... What kind of ability to do things! It actually takes two hours to enter a city! Do you want people to live!"
Dong Dong Dong... Just then, there was a knock on the door. Wang Chenghao opened the car window boredly, and looked at the circular utensils made of bamboo strips on his back. The enthusiastic young man waved his hand: "Don't buy it, it's on the car."
The young man's face instantly collapsed, he sighed helplessly, and walked to the next car against the noon sun. Suddenly, Qin Ye turned his head: "Wait."
"Okay, boss, what do you want? Mineral water, paper towels, cigarettes, pickled peppers, chicken feet, and magazines. You can scan the code!"
Have you practiced mouthwashing, right
Qin Ye smiled, took out a ten yuan and handed it over: "Why is it so blocked today?"
The young man grinned and pretended: "Boss, it's not today. For the past four months, there have been such traffic jams every day, and the drivers are going crazy. Now there are more people entering the city, and far fewer leaving the city, so I'm afraid that the traffic will be blocked again. "
Qin Ye blinked: "Why?"