my buddhist boyfriend

Mo Nan parked the car, took out the key from his pocket, handed it to the monk and said, "You go back first, I have something to go to the victim's house."

Sheng Xian didn't take the key, he only glanced at the key, there were many cartoon dolls hanging on the key, which seemed out of tune with the temperament of the person in front of him.

"No, I'll go with you, I won't disturb your business."

Mo Nan didn't want to waste his time talking, so he just followed if he wanted to. He went straight to the building next to the small building and went up to the third floor.

The door was locked tightly, Mo Nan knocked on the door, and with a creak, the owner of the house quickly opened the door. It was Liu Guihua who opened the door. It could be seen that she was in a very bad spirit, her face was a little yellow, her eyes were Swollen, with red bloodshot eyes, she cried excessively, and her face was a little swollen. Middle-aged women like to perm their curly hair. Her hair was already a little messy, and she probably didn't have the time to take care of it.

"Sister Liu, is your child there? Can I have a chat with him?"

Liu Guihua opened the door. She thought that Detective Mo had found the murderer, and she felt a little disappointed, but she still didn't say anything. She pointed to the bedroom and indicated that Liu Peng was in his own room.

Mo Nan entered the door and said his condolences to Sister Liu. Liu Peng's bedroom door was ajar and not closed, so Mo Nan still knocked on the door to show respect.

"Come in." A boy's voice came from inside.

Mo Nan went into the bedroom by himself, and sat down in the living room. He always felt that there was a trace of yin on Mo Nan's body when he came back last night, so he left the Buddhist beads for him to protect himself, and followed him to check.

Sheng Xian felt around for a while, but he didn't feel the slightest abnormality, not even the fluctuation of Yin Qi.

In the bedroom, Liu Peng was sitting by his desk, folding a thousand origami cranes. He didn't stop when Mo Nan came in. Mo Nan sat by his bed and watched his hands move.

"I didn't expect that you are quite ingenious. I don't know if you will be unhappy if you use this word to describe you as a boy." Mo Nan took the lead in opening the chatter box, and continued when he saw that he didn't respond: "I heard others say, Fold a lot of origami cranes, be pious when folding, think of the person in your heart, and the origami crane will bring your thoughts to that person, I don’t know if it’s true.”

"Fake." Liu Peng stopped his movements and answered him.

Mo Nan raised the corner of his eye and said, "Since that's the case, why do you still have to fold it?"

Liu Peng seemed to pause for a moment. He turned his body and looked out the window. He got up and walked to the window. When he opened the window, the sun shone in. The room that was dark just now became much brighter.

The breeze blew gently, bringing a little bit of coolness, and blowing on the people. Liu Peng turned his back to him and looked outside and into the distance.

"Have you ever seen sunlight?"

"I have seen."

"Then do you like listening to stories? Why don't I tell you a story?"

Liu Peng didn't wait for Mo Nan's answer, he turned and leaned against the window door frame, watching Mo Nan tell his story.

There is a boy who has lost his parents since he was a child. His parents are working far away. He grew up with his grandparents. His personality is sensitive and fragile. He has no friends. He only knows to study hard and hope that his grades will be better, because that can be exchanged for the teacher’s praise. .

But he has a cowardly personality, good grades, and a lonely person. He often becomes the target of bullies in the school. They ask him to help them with their homework and beat and scold him from time to time.

He thought about telling his grandparents, but grandparents are old, what's the use of telling the teacher, but next time they will bully him even harder, and he will admit it as time goes by.

Later, when he was being bullied, a boy stepped forward and drove those people away for him, and went to and from school with him very generously.

He is his only friend, and he cherishes it very much. He does his best to help him with his studies, and hopes that he can also go to the same school as him in the future and stay together forever.

No one taught him what is right and what is wrong, he only knows what is good to him, and he will do the same to him.

When he was young, he realized that his feelings for him were different from his true friendship. Fortunately, they were happy with each other, and they supported each other, cherishing this emotion that is not recognized by the world.

In the end, when the incident happened, the parents ran to scold the boy for being shameless, but the boy lost his mind when he was crossing the road, he didn't see the oncoming car clearly, and died in Huangquan.

If it weren't for the harsh and vicious words that the boy's father said, he wouldn't be distracted, wouldn't be unable to see the oncoming car, wouldn't be dead, his beam of light wouldn't be extinguished, and he wouldn't fall into darkness again. Struggling in the mud until completely submerged.

Mo Nan listened carefully to his story. After the words were finished, Liu Peng's eyes were full of hatred. It was a kind of hatred that survived a desperate situation, and then his hope was destroyed again. He clenched his hands tightly to reveal the veins on his hands. , like uncovering a bloody scar.

"Liu Peng, I feel sorry for that story, but it was also your father."

"Oh, father, my parents didn't support me when they were born, why did they let me grow up so painfully after giving birth to me, it's just to continue their incense."

"So, you kill him and avenge him."

After hearing his words, Liu Peng sneered and didn't care: "Oh! Smart Inspector Mo, I've thought about it countless times, but before I thought of a better way, he died. Do you think it's just It's called retribution."

Mo Nan was a little surprised. After investigation, only Liu Peng was the most suspect. Who else could it be?Is it really a ghost?But although he usually undertakes exorcisms and other things, but that stuff is just fooling around, and the pretending customers feel comfortable.

"Inspector Mo, what do you want to do next? To arrest me? Oh! I forgot that you have no evidence, and I didn't do anything. Hehe, you came here for nothing."

Hearing Liu Peng's words, Mo Nan fell silent. He really couldn't do anything to him.

Mo Nan came out of Liu Peng's bedroom and bid farewell to Sister Liu. This incident was so strange, how could he tell Sister Liu that your son had a grudge against his father and wanted to kill him.

This fucking thing, what a broken child.

Back in the room, Mo Nan was thinking, should we continue to investigate these matters?This time, Mo Nan didn't take money because of the neighbors' complaints. He was just helping out. If we really investigate, what if there is really something evil?

The two returned home. Mo Nan was tired from running around all day, and he was paralyzed on his sofa. He looked at the paralyzed face standing aside with a wooden face: "Monk, do you think there are really evil spirits in this world?" ?”

Yan Xian looked at him, Mo Nan's appearance remained the same as in the previous two lifetimes: "Yes."

Seeing that his eyes didn't dodge and he looked very sure, Mo Nan believed him a little bit, so he asked again: "Monk, do you know how to catch evil spirits?"

"Hands up."

Hearing his tone, Mo Nan was very arrogant and unrestrained, as if what he said was as simple as catching a kitten or a puppy, he couldn't quite believe it: "Monk, don't talk big."

"Monks don't lie."

Mo Nan was about to say something to refute him, when suddenly there was an eager knock on the door of his own house, and Mo Nan got up from the sofa to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a woman knelt down and was about to go to Ramonan's arm. Before she touched Monan, a person suddenly stood in front of him, preventing the two from contacting.

Mo Nan: "..." What are you doing?bodyguard?Still bring such a competent?

Liu Guihua was stunned for a moment, and soon burst into tears, crying to Mo Nan who was behind Shengsheng: "Inspector Mo, hurry up and save our Peng'er, he started talking nonsense just after you left. In the end, he fell to the ground, unable to wake up. No matter how I called him, he would not wake up. In the end, I went to check his breath, and found that he hadn’t even breathed out. If Peng’er just left like this, how would I live? .”

"Sister Liu, go to your house to see what's going on."

Mo Nan went back to Sister Liu's house before his butt was hot when he got home, and there was a tail behind him, which was derived.

At this moment, Mo Nan was still thinking about what the monk did just now. Is he insane?Maybe he fell in love with Lao Tzu.

Mo Nan felt goosebumps all over his body when he thought about it, he looked back at the monk with a gloomy look, and it was strange to be stared at by him, and he was a little puzzled.

Mo Nan looked at him, it seemed that he must not have taken his medicine when he went out, and he was thinking about something.

Entering Liu Peng's bedroom, what he saw in front of him was that the glass bottle was broken, paper cranes and glass fragments were scattered on the ground.Liu Peng held the photo frame tightly in his hand, his face was very pale and bloodless.

In a short period of time, he just came out of Liu Peng's house, why did he become like this in a short time?There was no blood, just like the corpses in the freezer in the funeral home.

Sheng Sheng, who was following behind, stepped forward. He looked at Liu Peng's condition, felt the temperature of his body, and the residual temperature. His face was ashen, and he looked as if his soul had been taken away.

Taking away a person's soul is against the law of heaven, and will be bombarded by five thunders, unless the person voluntarily donates his soul.

Sheng Xian didn't go into Liu Peng's room when he came there just now, but this time he smelled a faint smell of blood. He looked around the room, picked up a thousand paper cranes on the ground, and took it apart.

Mo Nan took a closer look, and saw some kind of spell painted on the thousand paper cranes, the color was somewhat dull red, obviously drawn with blood.

"Have your children been anywhere before? A place that makes you feel strange."

Hearing the monk's question, Liu Guihua thought back for a while. Since before her husband's accident, the child has stayed with her, never leaving her. As a result, she wanted to follow, but the child refused.

"Anping Temple, Peng'er said that he went there once to burn incense for the exam, and he didn't let me go with him. I saw that I was going to the temple, so I didn't follow."

The two asked Sister Liu about the approximate location of Anping Temple, and they drove there.

The author has something to say:

Yes, that's right, Mo Nan, that monk is here for you.