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Chapter 54: Nonsense (4)

Le Jing didn't wait long, and soon three police cars quietly stopped in front of him, and more than a dozen police officers got out of the police cars with a huff and a whistle. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, the police car turned off its alarm bell in advance.

Soon the police arrested all these drug dealers. As the caller, Le Jing also went to the police station to make a record.

Because of the perfect file information forged by Le Ling, Le Jing was not worried about being discovered by the police. And this was just a formality. The policeman who recorded the record, Xiao Liu, had no intention of embarrassing him. He just said with emotion: "You are really big-hearted, and you dare to live in such a deserted place. Today is your chance to run out and call the police. Next time you Not so lucky."

Le Jing smiled and nodded in agreement: "I'm just tired of staying in the big city, so I want to experience the pastoral life. This time it scared me a lot, and I also plan to move."

The policeman who took the note was a talkative one. He nodded and said sincerely: "Although big cities are stressful, they are at least safe. As for those in the deserted villages, even if something happens to you, it's not nice to say it." , maybe your body will be cold by the time we get there, don’t you think so?”

Le Jing smiled and nodded in agreement. Before Xiao Liu could chat with this good-tempered young man, his eyes caught an acquaintance, "Xu Mu, why are you here?"

The person he called Xu Mu was a young man in a white coat who looked cool and gentle. When he heard Xiao Liu's greeting, he stopped and explained: "A drug dealer died suddenly. The boss asked me to come over and take a look."

Xiao Liu looked at Xu Mu sympathetically when he heard this, "Look at your eyes being bloodshot. You probably didn't sleep all night again yesterday. Didn't the boss say that he would give you a day off today so that you can have a good rest? It's not like there are no other forensic doctors in our team." ”

Xu Mu wrote lightly: "I asked the boss. Uncle Zhang and the others are old, so let them have a good rest. Anyway, I am young and in good health."

Xiao Liu smiled and teased: "Sister-in-law like you should have some objections."

Xu Mu moved the corner of his mouth and revealed a strange smile. His eyes fell diagonally forward for a moment, and his cold eyes suddenly dimmed: "She? She won't have any objection. After all, I work to support her. She has always been very supportive of my work.”

Xiao Liu, who didn't know the truth, was still lamenting the virtuousness of Xu Mu's wife.

"Who is this?" Xu Mu seemed to look at Le Jing casually, his eyes were cool and calm, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Xiao Liu introduced him to Le Jing's origins in a carefree manner.

Xu Mu looked at Le Jing, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Xu Mu."

Le Jing looked at Xu Mu for a few seconds, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, and then she took his cold right hand and smiled brighter: "Hello, my name is Le Jing."

The two looked at each other, quickly confirmed something, and then looked away almost at the same time.

They are the same kind.

This is something that both parties know very well.

only……

Le Jing's eyes went straight to a woman standing next to Xu Mu. She looked gentle and peaceful, like a lily blooming in the wind. She looked at Xu Mu with shy and nostalgic eyes, looking like no other in the world. A woman in love makes no difference.

But.

But.

She is already dead.

She held a skull in her hand, and Le Jing guessed that it was the head of her corpse.

The skull's snow-white upper and lower jaws opened and closed, chewing the blood-red meat.

Such a gentle and peaceful woman, who looks like she wouldn't even dare to kill a rabbit, is enveloped in a soaring aura of blood and resentment.

An evil ghost, and an evil ghost who has eaten people.

Thinking of Xu Mu's tender eyes towards this female ghost before, combined with Xu Mu's answer just now, Le Jing smiled even happier. This was really interesting.

Le Jing's eyes were open and honest, and he did not hide anything. Xu Mu's face turned ferocious for a moment, and the look he looked at Le Jing was as sharp as a knife, like a wild beast that was angered by the intruder and wanted to tear the enemy into pieces.

He calmly took a step forward, blocking the female ghost lady behind him, then quickly calmed down his expression and asked nonchalantly: "What are you looking at?"

"What are you looking at?" The young man tilted his head, with a strange light shining in his eyes, and smiled harmlessly, "I'm looking at the most extraordinary thing in the world."

Xu Mu tightened his jaw, paused, and suddenly laughed: "My wife and I are just an ordinary couple in this world, we can't afford any extraordinary love." He put away the smile at the corner of his mouth and nodded at Xiao Liu. Nodding: "No more chatting, I'm going to work first."

"Mr. Xu." Le Jing put his hands in his pockets and said leisurely, "I think you are quite interesting. How about making friends?"

Xu Mu slowly turned his head and smiled faintly: "Okay."

Le Jing curled up his lips, he knew Xu Mu wanted to kill him. This is not surprising, he would have done the same thing if he had changed places.

They are not friendly people to their own kind. Not to mention, Le Jing seemed to have touched his reverse scale. He had no doubt that Xu Mu would do everything possible to kill him and then use his body to feed his lover.

"spouse".

This word is really weird to them. Just thinking about it gave him goosebumps all over his body.

Le Jing knew from a very young age that his emotions were flawed.

Whether it was love or hate, no matter how intense the emotion was, it could not cause much fluctuation in his heart. Compared with the colorful emotional world of other human beings, his emotional world is as bland as a glass of tasteless boiled water.

Of course, he also has someone he loves.

He loves all interesting humans.

But he has never loved a single, specific person. And he rejects doing so.

He hates to establish close relationships and hates to be "tamed". After the fox was tamed by the little prince, it was no longer the free fox.

He will not fall in love with someone, so he is always free.

In his opinion, Xu Mu and he are the same kind of people, but such Xu Mu has the only one he loves deeply. He has no doubt that Xu Mu can trample on all the morals and laws in the world for that woman.

As Frost wrote in "The Road Not Taken": "Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

Unfortunately I could not take both.

I stood at the intersection for a long time.

I looked at one road as far as possible,

Until it disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

But I chose the other road..."

Xu Mu embarked on the road that Le Jing did not take.

Although Le Jing would never regret the road he chose, he would still be curious about the scenery of the other road.

Therefore, Xu Mu would become the best observation object.

When Xu Mu walked out of the police station, it was already dawn. He sat in the driver's seat, rubbed his eyes that were a little tired because he hadn't slept all night, and yawned.

Lin Qiao looked at him guiltily, "I'm sorry, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to work so hard."

Xu Mu rubbed her head, smiling gently and tenderly: "I love you. So it's my responsibility to feed you."

Lin Qiao lowered her head and touched her full stomach, which was filled with dead flesh, and her heart was heavy.

That's why she tried her best to persuade Xu Mu to become a forensic doctor.

Because she didn't want Xu Mu to become a serial killer for her. She was not worrying about nothing, she knew that in order to feed her, Xu Mu would not have any emotional fluctuations even if he killed many people.

Although they grew up together, it was not until she died and became a ghost that she realized what a monster her genius brother was.

He had no sense of good and evil, no moral concepts, and was a natural antisocial personality murderer.

Being deeply loved by such a person... Should she be said to have committed many evil deeds or done many good deeds in her previous life?

"Ah, you finally came out." Le Jing knocked on the car window and smiled harmlessly at Xu Mu, who was cold and alert. He asked seriously: "Can I interview you and your wife?"

Xu Mu was silent for a while, opened the back door, and said coldly: "Get in the car."

Lin Qiao looked curiously at the young man sitting in the back seat. He looked young, gentle and handsome, and well-mannered. You can tell at a glance that he is an intellectual.

"Can you see me?" She couldn't help asking.

Le Jing nodded with a smile: "I have practiced Taoism for a few years, although I haven't learned many Taoist techniques." He pointed to his eyes, "These eyes can see a lot of things that ordinary people can't see."

Xu Mu, who had been driving in silence, suddenly asked coldly: "So you came here to get rid of harm for the people?"

The young man raised his eyebrows in surprise and laughed: "Do you think I am such a righteous person? I am really flattered."

"... Then what is your purpose?" Xu Mu stopped the car in a quiet alley, pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it straight at Le Jing's forehead, "I don't have much patience, so you only have one minute."

The young man stared straight at the black muzzle without any hesitation, and the corner of his mouth didn't even change the arc of his smile: "There is a song called "Fahai, You Don't Understand Love". I am not Fahai, and I don't want to break you up, I'm just curious."

Lin Qiao asked doubtfully: "Curious about what?"

"Curious about 'love'." The young man smiled and briefly told them about the love between Xu Feng and Grandma Xu that lasted for more than half a century.

Before the story was finished, Lin Qiao's eyes were already filled with tears. He was clearly an evil ghost that fed on human flesh, yet he was so sentimental.

Xu Mu frowned and said coldly, "It's time." He pulled the trigger coldly. Before Lin Qiao could stop him, he saw the bullet stopped a centimeter away from the young man's eyebrows, as if it was blocked by some invisible barrier.

The young man stretched out his snow-white and slender fingers to pinch the fallen bullet head. His warm smile, which was no different from before, had a bit more horror and thriller in this situation.

Xu Mu's eyes flashed with subtle surprise. His wrist holding the pistol did not waver at all. His fingers kept pulling the trigger and shot all the bullets in the magazine in one breath.

Accompanied by the faint low sound of the silenced pistol, the young man said slowly: "Waiting for your lover for half a century without giving up is love, and trampling on morality and law for your lover is also love."

The car heard the crisp sound of bullets falling to the ground, and the unharmed young man continued: "Love is really a strange and complicated thing."

"If it were you, you would understand." The young man leaned forward slightly, intertwined his hands to support his chin, and stared curiously at Xu Mu, who pursed his lips and looked like he was facing a great enemy, and asked with great interest: "I want to know the scenery on the other road. Can you tell me your story?"

The author has something to say:

You can read the short story "Feeding Ghosts" in my column for the story of Xu Mu and Lin Qiao. The cowards strayed into it (although I think I wrote it quite sweetly)

P.S. I really like Frost's poem "The Road Not Taken"! It is very philosophical!

I'll post it for you:

Two roads diverged in the yellow woods

It's a pity that I can't get involved at the same time

I stood at that intersection for a long time

I looked towards a road

until it disappears deep into the jungle

But I chose another path

It is covered with lush grass and very lonely

Look more attractive and beautiful

Although on these two paths

They leave few traces of travelers

Even though the leaves were falling all over the ground that morning

Both roads are unpolluted by footsteps

Oh, leave a way to see you another day!

But I know the path goes on and on

I'm afraid I won't be able to go back

Maybe somewhere after many years

I will sigh softly and look back on the past

Two roads diverged in a wood—

And I chose the less traveled path

This has determined the path of my life

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