Monk, let go of that little zombie

Early Xia was so fast that he ran to the fourth floor almost in the blink of an eye.

Those two brats probably had never seen someone with such a fast speed. They were still downstairs one second, and they were in front of them the next second. They stood there in a daze with their mouths open.

"Who threw it just now?" Xia Chu poked his waist, looking back and forth between the two brats, trying to determine who the murderer was.

Xia Chu has been in the society for so many years. Although his face looks tender and his eyes are big, he often gives people a harmless feeling, but when his face is gloomy and impatient, he will bully two and a half big bears. Children are enough.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the two brats panicked for a second, pointed at each other, and said in unison: "He threw it!"

"Don't admit it." Xia Chu moved his fingers, causing the knuckles to crackle, "We beat together."

Hearing that voice, coupled with his eyes and what he said, immediately let the two brats conclude that this person is not a good person. The two looked at each other, and suddenly pursed their mouths and yelled.

One cried: "Mom! Come out quickly! A villain is going to beat us to death!"

One yelled: "People are being beaten, the villains are beating children! They are going to kill us! Come and save us!"

Xia Chu's actions were suddenly stopped by the roar of the two cubs, he hadn't made a move yet.

"Who? Who hit my son?"

A door next to it opened, and a middle-aged woman with curly hair and a fat figure came out.She was wearing a white tight-fitting long dress, with all five swimming rings on her body stretched out, she took off her shoes with a pair of splints on her feet, and she was dangling with a cigarette in her mouth, looking unkempt.

Xia Chu felt that this person's appearance was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Mom." The brat with a mole on his nose ran towards the woman, pointed at Xia Chu and said angrily, "He's the one who wants to kill Xiaoqiang and me."

"You?" She wandered her eyes for two seconds, finally locked on Xia Chu, rolled up her sleeves, "Are you going to hit my son?"

At the beginning of Xia, he just couldn't find a place to vent his anger, and all of a sudden he turned to the bear's mother: "I haven't done anything yet, if I really want to do it, it's your turn to come out? I threw these two little bastards down long ago. High in the sky You can't throw things away, don't you understand, if I didn't flash fast, there would be an extra hole in my head! Since you are their mother, if you can't educate them, don't let other people teach you."

The woman quit immediately: "What kind of onion are you, a little bastard who came out of nowhere and wants to take care of the child for the old lady?! Say my son threw something at you, right? Where? What about the evidence? If you don’t, don’t be blind JB is yelling here and making me angry, I will do it myself.”

"..." Xia Chu looked at the woman up and down, left, right, left, right, right, and his anger was really drawn out. He put his fingers together and bent inwards, and made a 'hook' motion towards the woman, "Come on, come on, young master." I want to see what you can do."

At this tense moment, Mo Dong finally arrived, one hand was placed on Xia Chu's shoulder, and he flicked casually on Xia Chu's shoulder, a golden light flashed between his fingers.

"Early summer."

"Monk." Xia Chu looked at him, feeling inexplicably aggrieved, and pointed at the woman, "This fat..." After a pause, he changed the fat woman to, "Fat bastard's mother wants to beat me up."

The two fat boys made faces at him: "You are the only one who is fat, and your whole family is fat."

"Amitabha." Putting his hands together at the end of Dongdong, he made a Buddhist salute to the woman, "This female benefactor, the poor monk's name is empty, and I want to ask the benefactor for something."

Probably because of Dong Mo's picturesque face, or the dusty air that is incompatible with the surrounding environment, the woman's hostility is surprisingly weaker, she no longer looks at Xia Chu, and politely said to Dong Mo: "What do you want to ask?"

"I wonder if the benefactor knows how many people live in this building?" Dong Mo asked.

"Ha." The woman laughed, "You are asking the right person, this building belongs to me, and I am the charter woman here." She said this very proudly.

Xia Chu: "..."

He finally understood where the familiarity of the woman's attire came from. Isn't there a charter woman in a certain film by a famous director, and this woman's attire was very similar to the charter woman in the movie.

This must be a long-time fan of that movie, he thought.

"Our apartment has seven floors, with ten households on each floor, and seventy households on the seventh floor. However, the place is too remote and the building is old. Many people have moved to the city center. The vacant rooms I They rented out small single rooms one by one, and if you count the population, there are about [-] people in total...Why do you ask this?"

Dong Mo took a step forward: "Did you fight every day here before?"

The charter woman frowned. She wanted to ask something just now, but she couldn't remember anything. When did her memory become so bad.

Hearing Dong Mo's words, she shook her head subconsciously: "No, most of the people in our apartment are neighbors who have lived for decades. They know each other very well, so there is no conflict. They are very harmonious."

Dong Mo calmly said: "When the poor monk first came in, he heard people arguing downstairs, and there seemed to be arguing everywhere upstairs."

"It's normal." The charter woman said indifferently, "It's inevitable that the corners of the mouth will be bitten between neighbors. Sometimes your teeth bite your tongue. How can you live without quarrels."

Xia Chu interrupted: "Didn't you just say that the relationship between the neighbors is good?"

"Did I say it?" The charter woman rolled her eyes at Xia Chu and choked on him, "None of your business."

Xia Chu: "..."

It's not fair, why is this fat woman so fierce to him, but submissive to Dong Mo, Dong Mo must have used a sorcery on her!

Dong Mo signaled Xia Chu to stop talking, Xia Chu snorted, thinking about what Dong Mo saw or had some plans, but obediently stopped making trouble.

Dong Mo said: "The benefactor, please think about it carefully. When did the frequent quarrels start?"

The charter woman really lowered her head and thought about it carefully. After a while, until the beginning of Xia thought that the charter woman was falling asleep with her head down, she saw the charter woman raised her head, frowning, and was a little tangled: "It should be at the end of last month." Bar."

*

"Monk, why do you ask the fat woman those questions?" Five minutes later, Xia Chu, who followed Dong Mo to the roof of the top floor, took the opportunity to ask his doubts.

Didn't he come to subdue the finer things, but ended up chatting with a charter woman. When Dong Mo chatted with the charter woman, he made Xia Chu understand that Dong Mo is a walking library and can do everything.

Dongmo explained: "There is no trace of Shijing's body, but its shadow is everywhere in this place. It is almost pervasive, and it is easy to get in if you don't pay attention. I asked the female benefactor when it changed. How long has it been fine?"

"The more you know about the enemy, the better your chances of winning." He took the time to turn around and teach Xia Chu this sentence, then reached out and pushed open the iron gate of the rooftop.

The iron door creaked a few times, and it felt like it would die in the next second and return to nature.

Xia Chu just wanted to ask why he came to the rooftop if this was the case, but Dong Mo had already stepped onto the rooftop, seeing this, he could only swallow back what he wanted to say.