Division Director's Secret

"What are you doing!" Elder Wang who was caught at that moment regained his senses slightly, and then shouted angrily.

"See clearly, she is not your old friend." Shi Zisong raised his eyes with a cold light. "If you want to talk about it, it's just a monster that uses a human body to form a monster."

"Possessing the flesh body with resentment of death, cheating food into the net with false appearances, cannibalizing the flesh, the soul can't ascend to heaven, you monster dove." Shi Zisong raised the corners of his lips, and pushed the younger sister and the shocked Wang Lao to Shi Yayan's side . "Your physical body seems to be my guess. Although you use human greed to feed on it, it is too much to do so now."

"Little Taoist priest, what can you do with me with the help of you human beings?" The sharp and slender tone sounded like an electric current, and the walls on both sides swelled up again, Zeng Yi and Li Hengyan ate only half of the head left, and the blood flowed from the huge man's face reappeared ferociously, weeping and mourning Call.

'Here is where, where. '

'Not my fault, not mine. '

The bleeding head of the warlock who had just disappeared was located between Shi Ziqing and the others at some point, and the jaws of the wooden puppet moved up and down.

'My body, where is my body? '

As soon as he finished speaking, countless puppet arms emerged from the ground, and at the same time, a pair of blood-stained hands covered Shi Zisong's back, and most of the flesh and blood fell off his body.

"The so-called taking people's money." The long stick wrapped in black cloth behind Shi Zisong floated in front of him, and the black cloth fell to the ground, revealing the scabbard with a totem. He held the hilt, Slowly pull out the sword body that flashed cold light.

Shi Zisong drew his sword out of thin air, and the murderous aura in the sharp edge of the sword could not help but make the ghost climbing up behind him run away screaming, and not far away, the head of the monster named Dove was separated from the body, and it kept expanding in space. The gaping and bleeding pupils, the sharp teeth protruding from the lips, and the purple lump hanging from the end of the neck that was supposed to be connected to the blood flow from the head, was like a heart-thumping bulge, rushing ferociously at her With the sound of piercing through the sky, Shi Zisong's dark pupils were gradually replaced by white whites, leaving only a black spot in the center of the white eyes.

The shattering cold light pierced through the entire space, and the sharp and shrill screams gradually returned to calm in the empty area, and the fierce monsters turned into bits of shattered light.

Seeing this, Shi Ziqing and Shi Qingxuan, who felt that the monster Jiu was wiped out, breathed a sigh of relief, but only Shi Zisong and Shi Yayan looked around warily again.

The main hall has returned to a whole piece of blankness, without borders.

Ten meters away from several people, beside the headless monster dove, stood a child in a floral skirt, 'she' was holding the disheveled head, looking at Shi Ziqing and the others expressionlessly.

'Mother, mother. '

When she spoke, one after another, children who couldn't see clearly appeared beside Shi Ziqing and the others.And the head in the bosom of the floral skirt floated straight to the neck of the body that had lost its head and was wearing a cheongsam, fitting together.

'None of you should ever leave, and those who have harmed my son should never leave! The screams that fit the head on the body, the mangled face is full of blood and flesh, only the eyes are intact, the messy hair is like a big airtight net in the air, and it seems to be alive without wind. Things are average.The fingernails on the exposed hand were slender and blood red, and the five fingers were like hooks, with purple veins on them.

"Oh, I forgot about you. I have such a deep obsession and have been invaded by monsters. If I don't get rid of you, I won't be a disaster in the future?" Shi Zisong opened his 'white eyes' and held a sharp sword in his palm. Looking at the shocked Wang Lao, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling. "Old guy, this deal is not worth it. You have to give me some more money when you go back." As he spoke, he was about to draw his sword and rush towards the female ghost, but he suddenly stopped when he heard the old man's voice.

"and many more!"

"Huh?" Shi Zisong raised his eyebrows. "What? Can't bear the money?"

The old man didn't look at him, but just stared blankly at the strange posture. Although he could only make out the outline of half of his face, the eyebrows and eyes were very much like the person in his memory.Especially the cheongsam and the child in a floral skirt standing beside her.

"Mother, mother, is that you?" Elder Wang stretched out his hand tremblingly, and staggered over step by step. "Mother, it's me, I'm your baby, you, do you remember?" The old man had tears in his eyes. "Yes, yes, I am so old, so my mother can't remember me. By the way, this and this, this, me, I always deserve to be on my body." His tone trembled, and he couldn't even say a word because of excitement. , Wang Lao tremblingly took out a purse from his arms, the purse faded a lot, but it is not difficult to see the meticulous treatment of the host. "Mom, do you remember? You gave this to me."

The female ghost showed a puzzled expression, and suddenly became stern again. 'Why is my son's sachet here!It's you, it must be you who killed me and my son! '

Suddenly, the wind gusts, and the next moment, the old man is grabbed by the female ghost in the sky, and her five fingers just clasped his neck.

Seeing this, Shi Qingxuan grabbed her eldest sister nervously. "sister."

"Wait first." Shi Yayan said softly.

The old man's throat was pinched, and his toes could barely touch the 'ground'. His trembling lips were panting in pain because of the pinching of his throat. "Mother, mother." He seemed to be talking, but in the end, his consciousness was a little bit broken. In his absent-minded eyes, the tears remained uncontrollably after all, falling drop by drop on the female ghost's hand.What he said was grabbing the female ghost's wrist with both hands, and the cuffs slipped down, revealing a crescent moon birthmark that was rarely seen by outsiders.

The female ghost was startled for a while, then withdrew her hand, and looked at the old man carefully, her blood-red pupils showed a puzzled expression. Suddenly her hand trembled, and her five fingers loosened. Seeing that Elder Wang was about to fall to the ground, the female ghost He even made a move and helped the old man.

His absent-minded eyes gradually regained clarity, and the old man looked at the female ghost in front of him, his lips trembling slightly. "The road is near and the road is far away. I want to see the stars with my mind. I wish to take you on the road. The wind seems calm, and the changes can be seen clearly." He has a hoarse voice and a trembling tone. It is obviously a brisk nursery rhyme, but it is very sad.

The nursery rhyme sung by the old man stopped here, but the female ghost fell into a daze and sang unconsciously.

'Red windmill, take a turn, blessings come to my house, if we leave, the rain will fall, don't be afraid, baby, parents miss you. '

Surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he grabbed the female ghost's cuff with trembling hands. "Mother, mother, you still remember."

'Remember, how can I not remember. 'The female ghost muttered to herself. 'This is the doll's favorite nursery rhyme. As she said, she looked at Elder Wang, then grabbed the wrist with the birthmark on him, and stared at him for a long time. 'My mother should know you, yes, the eyebrows, the outline, after so many years, if you are still alive, you should be at this age. '

"Mother, mother." The old man grabbed the female ghost's hand excitedly. "Mom, do you still remember me, do you remember!"

'My son is still alive. The female ghost's ferocious look was gradually replaced by kindness, and the bloody face was restored to integrity. On a pale but delicate face, there was a warm smile, but her voice was trembling.But the little flowery boy beside her turned into a pile of bones, leaving only a small skirt of broken flowers.

'Baby, grow up. '

'Mother, mother. 'The old man showed a look of joy even though he was sad.

'The biggest wish in my mother's life is to watch my son grow up. "Female ghost, it shouldn't be Miss Wu who has regained her usual quiet and elegant appearance. 'It's just that I didn't expect to miss so many years. '

"I miss my mother very much, very much." Tears fell, the old man gradually changed into a childish appearance, he grabbed Miss Wu's hand. "I thought I would never see my mother again in this life."

Back then, the fire at the Wu family killed too many people. The children who thought they would die survived, and the people who thought they would survive died.

Miss Wu family had an affair with others and gave birth to an illegitimate child.The biological father is unknown, and because it hurt the family's face too much, the head of the Wu family suppressed the incident and raised the child in another courtyard. The child was weak since he was a child, so he could not help raising it as a girl to exorcise evil spirits. Because he could not be recognized by the family, let alone a genealogy, he was only a dog doll 'The word, in the 16th year of the Republic of China, the Wu family issued invitations widely, and the young lady of the Wu family was to be married, but the man was required to marry.At one time, the crowd was like a bustling city, but the following year, the Wu family went into the fire, 120 people were killed in the fire, and the only child survived.

'Baby, grow up. Miss Wu Jia repeated, she slowly showed a gratified smile. 'Remember when you were young, you always liked to listen to that nursery rhyme sung for your mother. '

"I still like to hear it now." The childish voice in front of him said in a hoarse voice. "Mom, please sing it to me again."

'good. 'Miss Wu Jia said softly.She sat on the ground, holding the child in front of her.

Take a turn around the red windmill, come to my house

Ask for a bumper harvest, raindrops and flowers, don't be afraid

Safflower, smile, come to my house

Yun Piaopiao listen to the wind talk baby don't be afraid

When the moon is waning and the moon is full, it rains and snows when the moon is full

Recitation of hexagrams is like a kite that does not meet and is held by a string

Take a turn around the red windmill, come to my house

If the rain falls apart, baby, don't be afraid

The road is short and the road is far away

I wish to take you along the road, the wind seems quiet and changes, and I can see clearly

Take a turn around the red windmill, come to my house

If the rain falls apart, baby, don't be afraid

Parents miss

It seems to be back in the past. At that time, the peach blossoms in the other courtyard of the Wu family were just romantic. He was wearing a floral skirt, snuggling in the arms of his mother, listening to the nursery rhymes in his mother's mouth. nap.His mother's body was fragrant, stained with the fragrance of peach blossoms, he listened in his mother's arms, fell asleep, and felt her body temperature and her voice.

'Baby, don't sleep, be careful of catching a cold. '

'The baby is not afraid, the mother is by the side of the baby. '

'Mother's good baby. '

'As soon as my son turns 13, he won't need to wear little girl's clothes anymore. '

Mother, mother, mother. . . . .

It is my mother's wish to see my son grow up in this life.

The woman smiled gently, and her loving eyes softened the April breeze, so warm that people couldn't help crying.

Mother's good baby.

The woman's smile gradually became transparent, turning into bits of broken light.

"Brother, this, this, this is an overreach." Shi Ziqing looked at his elder brother in surprise.

"Yeah, it's been saved, Miss Wu's obsession is gone, so she's going to be reincarnated naturally." Shi Zisong said softly.

There will always be a kind of love that people can't let go of in this life. Maybe they don't care about it when they are here.But when it was lost, it was painful.

And this kind of love can only be given by one person in a lifetime.

For a lifetime, there is only one mother.

Mother's smile, mother's body temperature, and everything about mother.

Have you heard nursery rhymes?

Take a turn around the red windmill, come to my house

If the rain falls apart, baby, don't be afraid

Parents miss

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Readers are advised to listen to Charmaine Sheh's "Windmill" on a loop when reading one third of this article