Phantom Skeleton Painting

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Grandpa Zhu also saw that the two were looking for their own happiness, a little angry, and helpless, blowing his beard and staring for a while, and did not see Song Qingluo want to stop. In the end, he was no longer interested, and he sighed for a long time, no longer trying to educate the two.

"Coming back to business," Song Qingluo said, "He came last week to sell things? What did he sell this time?"

Master Zhu said: "Actually last time, although the Zhao family bought his finger, I actually didn't connect the two things until last week. He came again, this time, he sold a hairpin Give a girl I know. "

Song Qingluo said: "Who?"

Grandpa Zhu sighed again: "She played with you in a yard when she was a child, called Lu Yinyin. I don't know if you can remember it."

Song Qingluo said: "The previous events are almost forgotten."

"It doesn't matter if I don't remember, it doesn't matter anyway." The old man waved his hand. "She, after buying a hairpin, she went home. Who knows that within a few days, just like the Zhao family, he started to go crazy. Say you have bugs in your body, and you know, Zhao ’s finger is worn on his hand, but the hairpin is on his head! "

Lin Banxia stunned for a moment after listening: "Will she want to cut off her neck?"

"That's not true." Grandpa Zhu waved his hand. "The knife has fallen. Fortunately, it was found by her dad. It was stopped abruptly. Even so, it was cut open. Fortunately, the cut was not deep. Coming down ... You said this, it was a coincidence once, this is the second time, how to see how panic. "

Song Qingluo pondered, "The only one who bought the man's stuff?"

"There must be more than that," said Mr. Zhu. "I only know these two people. There must be others who bought it, but I don't know what happened after the others bought it."

Song Qingluo thought silently.

Grandpa Zhu didn't rush, asked them if they were hungry or not, if they wanted to eat something. Lin Banxia hadn't answered yet, he called the servant over there, brought a few plates of exquisite dim sum, and greeted Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo to eat. Lin Banxia took a bite and tasted it, revealing a stunning look. This dim sum seems to be an improved traditional Chinese dim sum. The taste and taste are very good, and the workmanship should be very elegant. From this point of view, this old man Zhu Wenbing should be a particular person. Why would this first person deliberately deceive Song Qingluo's money? And after cheating the money, the two have not become enemies ... Lin Banxia really can't understand.

Lin Banxia was thinking, Song Qingluo suddenly said: "That Lu Yinyin is now in the hospital?"

"Yeah." Mr. Zhu nodded. "I did the examination in the hospital. There is nothing wrong with my body, but my mental state is not like a normal person. I desperately want to cut off my head ... Now it is still tied to the bed. What. "

He lowered his voice a little, "Qing Luo, what do your friends know about those things?"

Song Qingluo said: "He knows, you just say it."

"Oh, that's good." Master Zhu said, "Do you say this person has something to do with the things you get?"

It turned out that this old man Zhu also knew the content of Song Qingluo's work, and also worried that he was leaking. He specifically asked Lin Banxia if he knew.

Song Qingluo said: "It's not good, you have to look at it in person."

Grandpa Zhu said: "Then I will contact her family. Let's go to the hospital to see if she can do it tomorrow. Even if I haven't seen her for so many years, she was your playmate anyway ..." I don't want to care about this, I said a few more words.

Song Qingluo said lightly: "I am going to go, I was originally the person who did the job, do you think it will be 10 o'clock tomorrow morning?"

"OK." Master Zhu said, "I'll come over to pick you up later."

Song Qingluo nodded and got up: "It's not too early, I'll go back first."

"Hey ..." Master Zhu said, "This pastry was your favorite when you were a kid. Let's bring it back together?"

"No need." Song Qingluo refused, "I don't like to eat these now." He made a look at Lin Banxia, ​​and the two turned around out of the yard. There was a faint voice behind him Some helpless sighs.

Although it was already late at this time, the ghost market was still lively. Lin Banxia walked behind Song Qingluo and asked, "Are you actually coming to see the old man today?"

Song Qingluo never looked back: "No."

Lin Banxia said with a smile: "Deception."

Song Qingluo did not admit: "I just want to take you to see the ghost market, bad luck, just met him."

Lin Banxia pulled his voice: "Oh ... that's how it is."

Song Qingluo suddenly paused and turned to stare at Lin Banxia.

Lin Banxia was taken aback by him: "How?"

Song Qingluo said: "There seems to be no one around."

Somehow, Lin Banxia hadn't responded yet, and saw Song Qingluo reaching towards him, and then gently holding his shoulder, Lin Banxia was unprepared and pushed to the wall behind him. Then Song Qingluo leaned over and a burning kiss fell on Lin Banxia's lips.

Unlike many previous kisses that were lightly tasted, this kiss was full of aggression. Lin Banxia was forced to open his mouth, invaded by Song Qingluo, his lips and tongue joined, and the sound of ambiguous water stains was made, and the atmosphere was more burning. Lin Banxia's eyes flickered faintly, looking delicious.

After the kiss was over, Lin Banxia was already in an unstable atmosphere, which was a bit shameful. This was his first kiss. He didn't expect to be with Song Qingluo, or in such a dark alley.

Song Qingluo rubbed Lin Banxia's red lips with his fingers, and there were other emotions rolling in his eyes, and finally pressed down hard, but when he spoke again, there was some more **** hoarseness in his voice. Road: "Leave, go home."

Lin Banxia murmured low.

After sitting in the taxi, the throbbing mood gradually faded, but at this time, Lin Banxia also tasted it, Song Qingluo must have deliberately, he just did n’t want to answer the question he asked. . Forget it, it's not an important thing, just let him lie.

When the two returned home, it was almost almost twelve.

Lin Banxia turned on the light in the living room and saw that there was a piggy page on the TV, and the two were already asleep on the sofa. Xiaohua hugged the skeleton of the small skeleton tightly, as if holding a doll, and heard Lin Banxia's movement when they came back. She crawled up and rubbed her eyes and called out brother.

Lin Banxia hurriedly took her to the bed in the bedroom and closed the door carefully. The sleepy little flower looked at her and was about to fall asleep, but heard the sound of ding dong dong in the closet next door. Slightly stunned, Xiaohua glanced at the small bone shelf in her arms and opened her eyes wide: "Is anyone in there?"

The cave also woke up, reaching for a gesture.

Xiaohua actually understood, hesitatingly said: "There are other children in it?"

Little Cave made a gesture of stuffing his mouth, and then showed a happy expression.

"Delicious?" Xiaohua's eyes brightened.

The little cave nodded.

Then the two little ones helped each other to get out of the bed, pushed open the wardrobe excitedly, and climbed in.

Lin Banxia thought Xiaohua was asleep here and deliberately turned down the sound of the TV in the living room. Who knows that he was holding the remote control board and heard a click at the door as if something had fallen. Lin Banxia got up and went directly to the door, but he didn't see anyone in the cat's eyes. After unscrewing the door lock, he searched on the ground, but he was stunned.

Song Qingluo followed and asked Lin Banxia what happened.

"This ..." Lin Banxia hesitated. "Are you sure, our house number is heresy?"

Song Qingluo said: "Ok."

Lin Banxia: "Will that heresy fall?"

Song Qingluo: "?"

Lin Banxia said: "It fell ..."

Song Qingluo looked down and found that the number 1303, which was a heresy, actually fell to the ground. This black house number was particularly striking with the white floor. Song Qingluo was silent for a while ... he was also the first Encountered this situation.

"What is this?" Lin Banxia, ​​"Strike?"

Song Qingluo couldn't figure it out, although the house number was doing stress relief. Normally, it would take a few years for its effectiveness to slowly weaken. This inexplicable failure has never occurred before. It's like It can't withstand the cruel blow, and it seems to be belittle everything. The two stood at the door and stared at the house number for a while. Song Qingluo bent down, picked it up, and analyzed: "Maybe it was a crime with Xiaohua?"

Lin Banxia: "Oh, it doesn't like children."

There was originally a small cave, and a small flower was brought back here. For the heretics who do not like children, it is indeed a cruel torture, it is better to be sealed.

Song Qingluo picked up the house number and thought for a while: "But it's against the rules to directly seal it when time is running out."

Lin Banxia: "What should I do?"

Song Qingluo: "... Is there 502 at home?"

Lin Banxia: "Some have some."

He entered the house happily and took out 502, and handed it to Song Qingluo. Song Qingluo took it, painted most of it on the house number, and took it seriously.

"Let's live alive." Song Qingluo said, "Come all here."

House number: "?????" If you want to talk about the world's most humiliating heretics, it ranks second, no other dare to rank first? ? ?

After gluing the house number, the two returned to the house as if nothing had happened, and chatted for a few days.

Song Qingluo said that Xiao Hua occupied Lin Banxia's bedroom, then Lin Banxia, ​​don't disturb the child to sleep, just sleep with him.

Lin Banxia suddenly felt a little embarrassed, he whispered: "Have you ever been in love before? Are we too fast?"

Song Qingluo calmly said: "I have talked many times, this is not fast."

Lin Banxia: "Oh, who are you talking to? At the base?"

Song Qingluo: "..."

Lin Banxia: "Male and female? Surveillance or recorder?"

Song Qingluo: "..."

Lin Banxia: "Why don't you dare look at me?"

Song Qingluo stood up: "I'll take a shower."

Lin Banxia couldn't help laughing, thinking that Song Qingluo was so cute, ah, he really wanted to hug him.

After taking a shower, it's time for bedtime.

It was not the first time for the two to sleep on a bed, but it was indeed the first time after the relationship was confirmed. Lin Banxia thought he would be excited to fall asleep, who would have fallen asleep in bed for a second Too. Finally, leaving Song Qingluo staring at Lin Banxia with a complex expression, for a while, he took out his phone and brushed it for a while, and couldn't resist finding a dating site to send a post: The lover went to bed with himself for the first time There is nothing I want to do, what's going on when I fall asleep?

Then soon there was the first reply post: Is that impossible?

Song Qingluo breathed a suffocated breath, looked at Lin Banxia's waist, turned off the phone silently, and fell into a long period of contemplation ... It's okay to think carefully, think carefully, Lin Banxia seems to be really Quite clear-hearted ... will not be ...

No, we must find an opportunity to try it as soon as possible, Song Qingluo secretly made up his mind.

The quality of Lin Banxia ’s consciousness was extremely high, and he slept directly into the next morning. The only pity is that Song Qingluo was no longer around when he woke up.

Lin Banxia got up, walked to the living room, and saw that Song Qingluo was waiting for two small things to have breakfast. He said it was breakfast. The round things on the plate were suspicious.

Lin Banxia came over and wondered: "What is this?"

Song Qingluo said: "I don't know, they turned out from the closet."

Lin Banxia: "... Is it really possible to eat?"

Song Qingluo: "It should be okay, I think they like it."

During the discussion between the two of them, Xiaohua worked hard with a fork and a round eyeball-shaped thing, put it in his mouth and chewed it. The whole cheek was bulging. Song Qingluo looked at it, but he felt a little bit like Lin Pinellia style.

Forget it, the children like to eat it. Lin Banxia decided to give up and study what this is: "Do n’t give them too much, be careful of bad stomachs."

Song Qingluo: "Okay."

The two had finished their breakfast, and it was almost ten o'clock. Grandpa Zhu's phone came, saying that their car was parked downstairs, and they hurried down.

The two put the little pig page for the two little guys before they hurried down the stairs.

Mr. Zhu is a car driven by a driver. Lin Banxia glanced at the angel-like logo. He immediately paid tribute to the old man. When he got into the car, his posture was a little stiff, and he was afraid to trample the car.

"I wanted to ask before." Father Zhu said, "Your community is very clean, is there no one living?"

Lin Banxia said: "No one lives, it's pretty clean."

Grandpa Zhu was about to show such an expression, and Song Qingluo added a cruel sentence: "All are ashes."

Grandpa Zhu: "..."

Song Qingluo: "So you come less."

Mr. Zhu's face was green, and he wasn't able to speak for a long while after Song Qingluo's words. Finally, Lin Banxia calmed down the atmosphere and asked them which hospital they were going to.

Mr. Zhu said, "Which one is in the east, what hospital is it?"

Lin Banxia said: "St. Mary?"

"Yes, that's that." Master Zhu said.

Lin Banxia thought that he was a rich man, and he went to a private hospital. He had heard of this hospital, which was notoriously good and well-known.

When the car drove to the hospital for two hours, Mr. Zhu led Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo to the ward. As a result, they had not entered the corridor yet. He heard howling of the girl in the ward, accompanied by cursing And the sound of beating things seemed to be the girl named Lu Yinyin he mentioned last night.

"Let me go, let me go, I'm going to die, I'm going to die--" The female voice that was nice to hear, but because of the too sharp screams became a little infiltrating, Lin Banxia walked to the door and finally saw it inside Situation.

I saw the irritable Lu Yinyin in a sick suit being pressed on the bed by several caregivers. A large bandage was wrapped around her neck. She looked crazy, screamed like a lunatic, and attacked other people. Several male nurses had to work hard at the same time to barely press her on the bed for the doctor to check.

Beside her, the two middle-aged men and women standing seemed to be her parents. The man's face was sorrowful, the woman was wiping tears. When he saw Grandpa Zhu coming, he looked surprised and hurriedly greeted him: "Master, you It's finally here. If you don't come again, Yin Yin really has to do it! "

"Why not? Isn't this okay ?!" Father Zhu blamed, "Don't talk nonsense!"

The middle-aged woman quickly responded to her mouth with a tissue and wiped the tears on her face. She also noticed that the two young men who followed behind the old man were all well-behaved. In fact, one looked quite familiar ...

Grandpa Zhu hasn't had time to introduce it yet, but the middle-aged man recognized Song Qingluo's identity, and said in surprise: "Hey? Isn't this the Song family kid I played with Yin Yin before? ! "

Song Qingluo was not too eager and nodded slightly, saying hello to the man.

After being reminded by the man, the middle-aged woman also thought of it, wondering: "It turns out to be light Luo!"

Song Qingluo said: "Let me look at Lu Yinyin's situation first." He obviously did not want to narrate the old, and his attitude seemed very cold.

The middle-aged woman wanted to say something more, but was pulled by the man and made her wink. She had to accuse her.

Song Qingluo walked to Lu Yinyin, she had just been given a sedative, and at last she was quiet. Even so, she still had a little panic in her expression, as if she was afraid of something. Song Qingluo leaned over and carefully observed Lu Yinyin.

He looked at it for a while and said, "I want to see her wound?"

"Look at the wound? But ..." Lu Yinyin's mother was a little puzzled, and she didn't quite understand what Song Qingluo was doing, but Grandpa Zhu handed her a color, and she called the nurse and asked the nurse to take the bandage apart . It seems that Mr. Zhu has a lot of weight in the eyes of the two, otherwise, they will not do anything.

Lin Banxia stood aside and saw Lu Yinyin's neck wound and took a breath. I saw a blur of blood and flesh on her neck. The wound didn't look like a cut with a sharp weapon, but like a blunt object slowly worn out.

"How did this happen?" Lin Banxia couldn't help asking.

"Yes ... she scratched it out after entering the hospital," Lu Yinyin said.

Scratched out? ? Lin Banxia glanced at Lu Yinyin's fingernails and it was cut clean. She wanted to use her nails to leave such an exaggerated wound on her neck, and only a lunatic could do it. And among them, the most indispensable is the lunatic.

Song Qingluo said: "What about the hairpin?"

Lu Yinyin ’s mother took out the hairpins wrapped tightly in the bag. Song Qingluo took it in her hand and frowned slightly: "Strange."

Lin Banxia said: "How?"

Song Qingluo said: "There is no strange breath."

Lin Banxia knew that he was referring to the breath of heretics, and thought Lu Yinyin encountered not heretics, but the real spirit was stimulated? But this is really impossible. Judging from her performance, it doesn't look like something a normal person can do.

"How about Qingluo?" Lu Yinyin's mother was a little anxious. "What happened to our Yinyin?"

Song Qingluo said: "Hairpins stay with me for the time being. I don't know yet, so I have to look at it again."

Lu Yinyin's mother said: "Well, what are you ... what are you doing now?" She tentatively probed, "Here, is our family Yinyin, is it evil?"

"No." Song Qingluo said, "She just had bad luck and encountered something that should not be touched."

Lu Yinyin's mother said: "What should I do?"

Song Qingluo glanced at Master Zhu: "Now it's best to find the person who sold her the hairpin."

Father Zhu said sadly: "Where is it so easy to find ..."

Song Qingluo said: "As soon as possible, she can't hold it for too long."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went out. Lin Banxia followed him and asked, "Isn't it good?"

Song Qingluo said: "It's not good." He pinched the hairpin and said, "Can you feel anything from the hairpin?"

Lin Banxia took it, shook his head, indicating that he could not feel anything.

"Oh, forget that your inspiration is very low." Song Qingluo said, "should not feel it."

When Lin Banxia heard this, he always felt discriminated against. No wonder Song Qingluo wouldn't let him cast dice every time ...

Song Qingluo raised his hand and looked at the following table, saying: "Report this matter first, and let two recordists come over there first."

Lin Banxia said: "You can't take private work?"

Song Qingluo said: "There is no salary for private work."

Lin Banxia: "..." What you said makes sense!

Song Qingluo called over there and explained the situation of Lu Yinyin, and then walked back to the ward with Lin Banxia, ​​but the two of them just walked to the door and heard the sound of discussion in the ward, Although the sound was low, Lin Banxia still heard clearly.

Lu Yinyin's mother said, "How did Song Qingluo's dad die?"

Lu Yinyin's father said: "Where do I know."

Mother Lu again said: "The police came several times, and there was no result. If you are alone, you will be peeled and you will have a bone shelf. Even if you listen now, it is really strange ... ... no wonder Song Qingluo **** him with him quickly. "

Father Lu said impatiently: "How come your mouth is so broken."

Mother Lu said: "Why did my mouth break? That was such a tumultuous thing. The people in the yard did not know, but after this year, Qingluo is a kind of talent. He is about the same age as our family. I do n’t know if I have a family ... "

Song Qingluo's expressionless hand knocked on the door, and the voice inside stopped abruptly. He walked straight in, put the hairpin on the table, and said that someone would investigate it in detail, and he left first.

Mother Lu was still talking about Song Qingluo. At this moment, she saw his face cold and frost, and did not dare to stop. Father Lu also wanted to stop, but Grandpa Zhu sighed helplessly, waved to Song Qingluo, said: " Go, I will ask the driver to take you back. "

"No need." Song Qingluo refused, turning around and leaving. Lin Banxia quickly followed him and left the ward together.