psychic coffin shop

"The appearance in front of me seems to have nothing to do with the girl who disappeared a few days ago, so why did her last memory appear here?"

The female corpse was completely turned into scum, and Shen Yitang and the two slowly wandered back to the small courtyard of the village chief. After thinking about it all the way, they still couldn't connect this incident with the girl who died tragically in the morning.

"Perhaps the person who took the girl's heart is far stronger than you. It's normal that you can't find out his specific whereabouts."

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, this is the only explanation that makes sense right now.If that's the case, then they probably won't be too far away from that person, but they don't know what that person wants the young girl's heart for—in short, it won't be a very good thing.

Shen Yitang glanced at the shadowy green hills around him, thinking about it.

"Almost forgot, there is still a thorny problem that has not been solved." - The disabled little boy.

Dashan was willing to cut off the child's thumb to refine bone needles, Shen Yitang felt that the possibility of the child being Dashan's blood was not very high.Moreover, he had inadvertently discovered that the scars on the child's severed finger were uneven, which might have been severed by the measuring ruler in Da Shan's hand.

You must know that since the measuring ruler is called a ruler, it must not have a sharpened edge, which is tantamount to cutting flesh with a blunt knife, and tortures you one by one.

The female corpse was blasted into dregs by the thunder before it escaped very far, so Shen Yitang and the two rushed back to the messy Dashan house in a short while.

Along the way, Shen Yitang was a little curious. The movement just now was not insignificant, but no one came out to watch the fun, did they all fall asleep?

Shen Yitang originally thought that he would cry and make trouble, just like a new kid in an orphanage, but he never expected that he would boldly squat in front of Dashan's corpse, staring fixedly at the sucked-up adult 'father'.

The light bulb in front of the mourning hall was still on, exuding pale light. The little boy maintained a motionless posture for a long time, with his left hand habitually inserted in his jacket pocket, and his half-length hair cast a shadow, and the expression on his face could not be seen. The expression is just guessed by Shen Yitang, it is definitely not sad.

Such a small group lost their parents and unborn brothers and sisters one after another in just a few days. The road ahead will not be difficult, and they can only walk alone...

"Little friend, do you have any other relatives? May I take you there?"

Maybe it's because of similar experience, or maybe it's just because the child doesn't cry or fuss, Shen Yitang squatted in front of him, and asked in a slow tone.

"...Papa is gone." The little boy suddenly raised his head, his eyes were a little red, but there was no pain in his bright black eyes.

"I'm going to find another father." After finishing speaking, regardless of the fact that it was almost midnight, he walked outside in a leisurely manner.

Shen Yitang raised his eyebrows, it seems that his mother had already given an explanation before she died, if that is the case, then the cause of his mother's death is worthy of scrutiny.

The little boy was not afraid of the darkness like other children, and imagined the darkness as a man-eating devil. On the contrary, he was more natural in the dark night, and he took out his left hand that was always in the pocket of his jacket.

"Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang..."

The dull knock on the door woke up "Uncle Wang" in a short while, or he didn't sleep at all on such a night, only to see a thin middle-aged man wearing an old Chinese tunic suit and ran out in a hurry.

"Xiao Zhuo, what's the matter with you so late?"

Uncle Wang didn't even glance at the two people behind Xiaozhuo, his clean face was a bit unnatural.

"My father is gone." After Xiao Zhuo finished speaking, Shen Yitang obviously saw Uncle Wang's eyelids twitch, and Xiao Zhuo added, "My mother told me to come to you if I need anything."

The child is just at the age of ignorance, as if he knows something, suffers from limited cognitive ability, and can't express anything, but his black eyes are staring at you so directly, as if he has done something wrong, let alone He did do something wrong.

"...Well, uncle knows." Uncle Wang caressed Xiao Zhuo's immature shoulders, sighed heavily, fumbled for a while, and finally took out a large handful of ten-cent notes from the inside pocket of his Chinese tunic suit, and looked at them. It is a large group of colorful, in fact, it is estimated that it will not exceed 30 yuan.

"Xiao Zhuo, you are still young and don't understand. In fact, this is the best result for your father. Your father's funeral will be held in the village. You can collect the money... Uncle, there are so many, in the future ..." Uncle Wang struggled for a moment in his cloudy eyes, and after only a moment, he pushed Xiao Zhuo away, "Don't come to me again."

After finishing speaking, he hurried back to the house. The sound of fierce quarreling came from the gap of the closed wooden door, waking up the little bird that had fallen under the eaves...

"No other relatives?"

"No." Xiao Zhuo seemed to have excellent eyesight, and kicked a pebble the size of a walnut aside with one kick.

"Then I'll take you to a place where there are many children, okay?"

Xiao Zhuo lowered his head and said nothing, Shen Yitang stopped to persuade gently, while reaching into his pocket with his right hand, he touched the little paper figurine possessed by A Yao, and burned the little paper figurine completely with an open flame at his fingertips.

"There is a very good principal's mother there, and there are many lovely young ladies who will play marbles with you. There, no one will bully you."

"...Okay." Xiao Zhuo responded in a low voice, and Shen Yitang smiled, and said in a low voice, "Then let my eldest sister take you there?"

Ayao, who walked gracefully and gracefully with all kinds of styles: "..." My mother didn't give birth to a single child when she was alive, and she became a nanny when she died, one after another... God forgive me! !

"……thanks."

Being held by Ayao's little hand, she actually blushed, muttering like a little hamster.

……

"There seems to be something wrong with the people here, have you noticed?"

Xiao Zhuo was sent away overnight by A Yao, considering that he was still a child, Shen Yitang asked the two of them to drive away, leaving only a tent behind.

"Ah."

"Do they know that Dashan is refining corpses?"

"Ah."

"What secret do you think is buried in this mountain?"

"Ah."

……

"Su Ren, I'm hungry."

He got up, went out, set up the pot, and boiled the water in one go. Within a quarter of an hour, Su Ren came in with a bowl of steaming instant noodles.After a series of studies, he finally mastered the simplest special dish|rice-cooking instant noodles.

"Eat while it's hot."

The hot air is steaming on the face, warming it.