The big brother only wears makeup to the mirror

Finally finished dressing up, He Changsheng touched his hair in front of the mirror.How he combs his hair is not satisfactory recently, and he can't find the reason.

Lin Jian heard his troubles, and tried to give some advice: "I heard that all the ladies in the city use something called osmanthus oil, which can make hair soft, have you tried it?"

"There is such a thing." He Changsheng looked surprised, "I wrote it down."

Lin Jian was even more sure, but He Changsheng was not familiar with world affairs.

"What else are we going to do today?" Lin Jian asked.

"Yes." He Changsheng brushed his hair behind his shoulders, "Since it is the art of the five elements, there are also fire and earth, let's go and have a look."

When He Changsheng and Lin Jian went out, they met the shopkeeper cracking sunflower seeds at the door, and they chatted casually when they saw the two of them: "The young master of the Qian family suddenly became seriously ill today. It was useless to find a doctor. I just went to a Taoist priest to open the altar." How to do it. After the Taoist priest went, he ran away immediately, and when he passed by my door, he warned me that something big happened in this village tonight. If you have nothing to do, come back early today."

After being reminded by the shopkeeper, Lin Jian found that the sky had indeed become gloomy today, as if filled with uneasiness and murderous intent.

Dark cloud tops.

"Let's go." He Changsheng didn't have any worries.

When they left, Lin Jian couldn't help but look back at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was eating melon seeds heartlessly, regardless of the commotion outside.

"Don't worry about that person." He Changsheng said.

"The shopkeeper is a good person." To get such an evaluation from Lin Jian proves that he is really a good person.

"I know that he is not only a good person in this life, but also a good person in previous lives, so he is lucky. As long as he doesn't die, he can live longer than anyone else."

Lin Jian looked at He Changsheng in surprise, and asked him, "You can still see other people's past lives."

"Probably." He Changsheng's tone was indifferent.

Lin Jian pointed at himself happily, and asked: "Then look at what I did in my previous life. It was so painful at a young age."

He Changsheng glanced at him.

Lin Jian looked expectant.

"You don't need to look at it, you have committed a great crime." He Changsheng joked.

Lin Jian felt that the biggest crime he had committed so far was to steal this person's purse, and now he was forced to be his younger brother.

He Changsheng brought Lin Jian to the place where Qian Jiahao said yesterday, where the woman burned her nails.

"Ah." He Changsheng exclaimed suddenly.

Seeing that she was frightened, Lin quickly asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"This is where you knocked me down and stole my purse." He Changsheng recognized it at a glance.

Lin Jian withdrew his eyes and said in a humble tone: "The past is like a passing cloud, forget it."

"Ah." He Changsheng took a step forward and exclaimed again.

"What's the matter?" Lin Jian was frightened again.

"This is the place where I saw that you were a despicable person, so I quickly ordered my paper figurine to protect my purse." He Changsheng recognized it again.

Lin Jian scratched his head anxiously, wishing he could turn around and run away.

He Changsheng didn't have much time to watch, so he stopped molesting Lin Jian.He took out two paper figurines from his arms and threw them on the floor.The two paper figurines fell to the floor and jumped up immediately. They jumped up and down on the floor, and finally, the two paper figurines stopped together in one place.They look at each other and dig together.

Holding something hidden on the soil, the paper figurine ran back to He Changsheng's footsteps and jumped up happily.

He Changsheng squatted down.

Two paper figurines were holding some residue from burnt nails.

He Changsheng took out a piece of yellow paper with a spell drawn on it from his pocket, and with a shake of his hand, the paper caught fire immediately.

Seeing the fire, the paper figurine ran away in fear.

He Changsheng put the yellow paper next to his nails.

"Woooooo."

Lin Jian looked towards the sky in fear, was it his illusion?He seemed to have heard the woman's wailing just now.

He Changsheng stretched out his hand, and the other two paper figurines hidden in his arms held a handkerchief and wiped his hands.He Changsheng wiped his hands clean, and threw the handkerchief into the fire by the way.

"Is that all right?" Lin Jian was a little surprised.

"It's not over yet." He Changsheng said, "Where is Wei Yao's body buried?"

Lin Jian hurriedly led He Changsheng to the village cemetery.

The two of them parted ways, and finally Lin Jianxian found Wei Yao's tombstone.

"You actually know how to read?" He Changsheng realized later.

"I don't know." Lin Jian never went to school, "But I found that the word on this tombstone is the same as the word on the plaque on the door of Wei Yao's house. It should be the man's surname."

Mummen Webster is engraved on the tombstone.

He Changsheng glanced at Lin Jian appreciatively, "You're a little smarter than I thought."

Lin Jian: "..."

He obviously did the right thing and was praised, but why is he in such a bad mood?

"Okay." He Changsheng said to Lin Jian, "Let's dig."

"Dig what?" Lin Jian felt puzzled.

"Coffin." He Changsheng said naturally.

Lin turned around and ran away.

He Changsheng pulled him back with a folding fan.

"Let go! If you don't let go, I'll touch your clothes with my dirty hands!" Lin Jian threatened.

"If you dare to touch it, I promise you will die soon." He Changsheng narrowed his eyes, letting Lin Jian know what a threat is.

Lin Jian turned around, wanting to wrestle with He Changsheng.

He Changsheng easily grabbed his hands, then squatted down, facing him.

Lin Jian was shaken by the beautiful face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.

He Changsheng grinned.

Lin Jian had a bad premonition.

He Changsheng pressed Lin Jian and threw him directly onto the tombstone.Seeing that Lin Jian directly touched Wei Yao's tombstone, he wanted to cry but had no tears.In the end, Lin Jian succumbed to He Changsheng's power, took a wooden board, and dug out the soil.While He Changsheng supervised his work, he stood aside and looked at him.Next to Wei Yao's tombstone, there are the tombstones of her husband and brother-in-law, which look harmonious.

Lin Jian's efficiency was very low, and when he finally dug the coffin board, the sun had already set.

Crows flew across the sky reddened by sunset, and the trees shook.

Lin Jian was worried, he looked at the coffin and told He Changsheng: "The coffin is nailed to death."

"Get out of the way." He Changsheng put his hand on the long sword pinned to his waist.

Lin Jian quickly climbed up from the hole.When he climbed to the top and turned his head, He Changsheng happened to make a movement of withdrawing his sword.

"I'll pry the nails open, let's open the coffin." He Changsheng said.

"When did you pry it open?" Lin Jian was a little puzzled, but he was so tired that he was too lazy to seek an explanation.Following what He Changsheng said, he jumped down again into the hole where the coffin was buried, and put his hands on the coffin.

He Changsheng squatted by the entrance of the cave, waiting for Lin Jian to open the lid.

Lin Jian took a deep breath, looked at the darkening sky, and told He Changsheng: "I dare not."

"What's there to be afraid of?" He Changsheng said lightly.

"You don't hurt your back when you stand and talk."

"I'm squatting now." He Changsheng retorted.

Lin Jian felt that if the two of them kept arguing, it would be dark, and he would definitely be the one to finish the job in the end.So he took a deep breath, worked up his courage, and pushed the lid away.

"Ah." Lin Jian was taken aback.

The coffin was empty inside.

"Interesting." He Changsheng smiled.

"Who are you! What are you doing there!" A surprised and angry voice came from a distance.

As soon as Lin Jian heard the voice, he knew it was from the village. If someone found him digging other people's graves here, he would no longer need to stay in the village.Lin Jian climbed up in embarrassment, and said anxiously: "Someone is coming, let's run..."

He Changsheng had already run away, his movements were fast, he probably fled the moment he heard the voice.

"Fuck!" Lin Jian finally couldn't help swearing, and then ran to catch up.

He Changsheng and Lin panicked and did not choose their own way, and finally ran to a family that seemed to be somewhat luxurious.

"Go!" Seeing this building, Lin Jian was sweating even more.

"Where is this place?" He Changsheng noticed Lin Jian's panic.

"This is the home of Mr. Fang, the richest man in our village. He actually lives in the city, but he occasionally comes back to stay for a few days. I heard from others that he came a few days ago and hasn't left yet. We can't come here. " Lin Jian explained and walked away.

"Why?" He Changsheng didn't understand.

Lin Jian looked at He Changsheng and fell into another unexplainable state.

Seeing the look in his eyes, He Changsheng silently grasped his collar tightly.

"It's not you." Lin Jian sighed, "Master Fang is famous for not liking grown-up people, no matter how good-looking you are, it doesn't matter."

It is he who is in danger.

"There is a market for kids like you." He Changsheng sighed.

"Yes, yes, yes." Lin Jian laughed at himself, "Even if I look like a horse, some people think I'm valuable, so that's fine."

He Changsheng looked at the back of Lin Jian's head, and ran behind him for a while. He wanted to comfort Lin Jian, but the moment he opened his mouth, he said, "Most of the people I've seen look like donkeys, and you look like horses. Much better than them."

Lin Jian didn't feel comforted because of this.

When they were escaping, the windows on the second floor of Fang's house were opened, and a person was staring at the two who had fled.

In order to scold He Changsheng, Lin Jian turned his head repeatedly, and his appearance was imprinted in that person's eyes.

There was no corpse in the coffin, so He Changsheng and Lin Jianbu gave up searching and returned to the inn.

The shopkeeper was cleaning up the dishes on a table, and when he saw the two of them coming back, he greeted them.

"Has a guest come?" Lin Jian looked at the shopkeeper holding an empty plate.

"Yes, one of the servants who was with the widow who died in the village before." The shopkeeper said, "I saw that her spirit was lax and her body was crumbling, so I asked her to come in for something to eat."

Lin Jianwen said, the corners of his eyes twitched.

He Changsheng said with emotion: "Fate is beyond words."

They ran for most of the day to find the person, but it turned out to be where they left in the first place.