Daomu Biji

A kerosene lamp was hung in the room. The light was dimly adjusted. Huo Xiuxiu helped me and the fat man to stop their nosebleeds. The group of people stood at the same place, and the oil bottle returned to the original place. The fat man put the jade seal in both hands. Strictly embraced in his arms, the atmosphere was awkward.

If the old lady ignored the pink shirt, she just looked at us, and you can see that the waist bones are very good. At such an old age, she walked up the stairs, not blushing or panting. Instead, the pink shirt was completely relaxed and she found a place Leaning against the wall. More pitiful than the two thugs beside him, limping out of the house while covering the injured area.

I think it is inexplicable, but looking at this strange scene, I gradually understand what is going on. It seems that this pink dead ladyboy should be with the old lady. Listening to what he said, I feel this **** thing might be a test? Are they trying us?

Couldn't help but was a little irritated. I was teased for such a long time. I hated the feeling of being trapped in the sleeve. I asked her directly, "Mother-in-law, which one are you playing?"

The old lady didn't answer me. It looked like I was smiling, but I asked again, and she spoke slowly, but she didn't answer. She just said, "You and your grandfather were a little like when they were young. Under what well, you always think about the benefits first, then the disadvantages. So, in this case, you still stand still and do not choose to do something first to gain your advantage. "

When I looked at the old lady ’s eyes, I felt a little uncomfortable. She said that it had something to do with me. She then said, “If it ’s me, no matter who comes in from the door, I ’ll rush outside or subdue to one person. In that state, I will talk to the other party and see what the other party ’s purpose is, but just now you saw me coming in, and I stood at the spot immediately. I did n’t do anything. If I have any other arrangements, are n’t you now? No chance at all? "

I understand her a little bit, what do I mean, is it to give me advice on dealing with crisis public relations? The fat man said right behind me: "Mother-in-law, you are wrong, you think that you have more people are your advantage? His mother is twice as many as yours. The advantage here is still us, do you understand? No need to be taboo at all. "

The old lady glanced at him and sighed, as if it felt a bit ridiculous to tell us this, and continued: "Well, I am not here to talk about this, you relax, I do not want to treat you."

"When you don't want to do anything, it will be cruel enough." The fat man pointed to the nosebleed on his collar. "If you want to do something, you haven't killed us yet?"

The old lady went to the window and looked outside, saying: "This old house was originally a handicap of our Huo family in Beijing. It was specifically responsible for dealing with the guys who violated the rules. However, people in the old society believed that ghosts and gods were afraid. There are not many people buried under the grass in the courtyard below. If you die, there are places. However, you can rest assured that I have no interest in killing you. "She paused and looked to the side in a pink shirt:" I Try you, let him see, my vision is not wrong. "

Side pink shirt smiled at us. The fat man was annoyed: "What vision? Do you want the three of us to be shemales?"

The pink shirt laughed at once, and said, "Come on, you promised that I would not agree."

"I fuck, look down on you, ah." The fat man said angrily, he just wanted to refute it, he was wrong, he didn't know how to answer.

The pink shirt came to me and said, "I introduce myself. My name is Jie Yuhua. I am now the head of the nine-door family. The two of us are foreigners and can be regarded as relatives in the distance. I remember that some of our little ghosts often play together, but Wu Xie, you are not so gregarious, you are introverted and come from other places, so you may not be familiar with it, so I do n’t remember me. "

"Yeah, even I forgot." Huo Xiuxiu said on the side. "I ca n’t even tell who is real or who is fake. It ’s not as good as this fat man. It ’s really chilling. When I was young, I still wanted to marry you."

I watched Huo Xiuxiu, and then looked at the pink shirt again, and I suddenly "ah" in my heart.

I used to think that pink shirts are very familiar, but I ca n’t remember where I searched. I searched in the wrong area. He is not a customer I ’ve done business in, nor is it a daily friend or a friend. Children when they were six or seven years old.

I rely on this. I just have a mind to remember. I can't remember it. How many years have passed, when it was not time for memorization yet. However, I can still find a familiar feeling on his face, which shows that there are still some areas of this guy's face that have not changed, which is really rare.

Jieyuhua, this name is really strange. At that time, I could n’t even remember my face. Do n’t say remember the name of the little ghost who only met once or twice a year. However, I do remember that there was a guy at that time. She has little flowers.

However, that little flower in my memory is totally out of line with this person. Not only the appearance, the person in front of him and the little flower in question are two different things.

I asked him, "Are you, that little flower?"

He looked at me and smiled vaguely. Huo Xiuxiu laughed aside: "Yeah, didn't expect it."

I was stunned again, and felt a bit broken: "However, I remember that little flower is a girl, can I remember it wrong?

"You remember correctly, at that time, I was indeed a" girl "" said the pink shirt: "I was young and tender when I was a kid, and I was learning drama with the second lord, singing Huadan and Tsing Yi. It ’s a woman. "

I frowned, and I couldn't imagine the cool and lovely girl in my head as if he had come out from the poster. He was now a big man, and now his throat knots were all grown up. Suddenly he felt dizzy. It was really impermanent. He asked Xiuxiu again, "Then what you just told us--"

"It's true, of course, the only difference is that my grandma knows the whole process." Xiu Xiu said, "After I sent the letter, someone called my grandma. My grandma observed me for a while and then caught me come out."

"People in this business are very cautious. If you receive an inexplicable letter, you will also call to ask what is going on." The old woman said, "However, I admit that what you just speculated is right When I received the videotape, it was a dream. But I did n’t get so confused that it was just a tape. ”

"So, what did you find in the video?"

"I told you before that the patterns of mine were found in the video tapes. I always thought it was the clue my daughter gave me. Let me go find him. This is also what I haven't done until now. The reason for giving up. Now, although I know that it is not my daughter, but I know that only by following this information can I know what happened to my daughter. "

Wenjin sent those style thunder? I was a little confused. I thought there would be specific information in the video. I didn't expect it to be this.

However, Huo Ling disappeared in the archaeological project of this building. If the video sent there contains an image of her daughter and the drawings of the building are hidden, it will make the old lady feel that this is a strong clue.

The fat man asked on the edge, "What does this have to do with you trying us?"

Granny Huo showed a very complicated smile. The pink shirt on one side seemed to receive any signal. Immediately shot me and said to us: "Well, do n’t waste time. I do n’t want to mention the embarrassing things before. There will be time to reminisce in the future. "He said to give Huo Xiuxiu a glance, Huo Xiuxiu started to take out a roll of things from the bag. When I saw it, it was all the patterns of the style, the ones I saw at the old lady's house .

All the drawings are wrapped in very high-grade kraft paper, wrapped with cling film on the outside, and a layer similar to tung oil is dipped inside. It seems that these styles are very fragile when they emerge out of the constant temperature and humidity room. I just do n’t know why I brought these things. Is it because the old lady lost her interest, but she wanted to sell them to me?

I was a little strange, but did not ask, until all the patterns were under the Xiu Xiu's hands, all were carefully spread out on the floor, and the old lady talked.

"I and Jiezi will have a lama recently." The old lady took a picture and said, "I need your help. If you promise, I will guarantee that you will be fine with the Crescent Hotel this time, and there are other great benefits."