My monsters are going to heaven

Hua Moyan found a lot of good things at yesterday's temple fair, and came back with a whole bunch of them in his arms.

What kind of diabolos, masks, sugar figurines, paper lanterns...the list goes on and on.

They were piled up in the house in miscellaneous places, and they had a great time playing.

Sister Chen couldn't stand it anymore: "Master, how old are you?"

Hua Moyan didn't care about it, just stood there shaking the diabolo.

I felt that the room was too small, so I went to the yard to play.

Played those gadgets one by one.

Suddenly, a bird fell from the dead tree in the courtyard.

Hua Moyan looked up, and it turned out to be a crow.

Smiling slightly: "It's just in time."

Xingqi picked out a slingshot from a bunch of treasures, aimed at the crow and shot it.

"Snapped!"

The crow screamed, lost its black feathers, almost fell from the tree, struggled a bit, waved its wings and flew away.

Hua Moyan clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Wonderful, wonderful!"

Thinking of something, the streamer in his eyes turned.

He felt that something was wrong with this house.

Earlier, Mo Laodao said that although this house is full of monsters, it is a treasured place of geomantic omen.

After living here for a few days, he didn't really notice whether it was a treasure or not, but he felt that the place was not only full of monsters, but also had a strong musty smell.

Not musty musty, but unlucky musty.

Commonly known as bad luck.

It's not that he is careless, usually not even a magpie comes to this house.

Occasionally a bird comes, either a crow or a black swan, neither is a good bird.

When you go out by yourself, you either forget to bring something or lose money.

Sister Chen gets up early and stays late every day, and the huge shop is barely making ends meet.

Moreover, according to her tone, in the past six months, she has been extremely unlucky. Even if she sells a big order from time to time, there will always be minor illnesses and disasters that will cost her money, and she can't keep the money.

That Young Master Lu is even a good spender, and he ruined his family within a year after returning from his study tour.

This is the legendary geomantic treasure land?

Hua Moyan thought the contrast was extremely interesting.

Where is the problem?

While thinking about it, someone came to the door.

Sister Chen went to open the door, and it turned out to be a gentle young man.

"Hey, Inspector Wen!" Sister Chen greeted with a smile, obviously familiar.

Hua Moyan secretly looked at the inspector, feeling as if he had seen it somewhere?

After the chatter, the man said, "I heard that Young Master Lu has recovered from his illness? I just want to ask him something."

Hua Moyan smiled and went forward: "I'm here, I'm here, the inspector wants to inquire about something? I know everything."

As soon as I got to the door, I saw the man followed by a little gray donkey.

Hua Moyan's heart skipped a beat.

This fur color, this skin.

...I can't forget it.

Come to think of it, isn't this young man the one who rushed into the cave that day?

Heh, almost ruined my good work.

Later, I came to find myself once and asked some inexplicable words.

I had forgotten what I was asking, and I had just woken up not long ago, and I hadn't gotten used to this skin, I couldn't hear or see clearly, and I pretended to be a fool for several days.

He guessed the purpose of the other party's visit, but the smile on his face was even stronger, almost wanting to laugh out the spring of March in advance: "Inspector, please."

Sister Chen made tea and went out.

Hua Moyan and the inspector were left looking at each other.

"Inspector Wen, Ming people don't speak dark words," Hua Moyan cut to the point, smiling, "It's good for me to stay here, I won't leave, if I don't want to leave, you can't do anything to me. This skin is not bad. I like it." .”

Lu Yiming was stunned when he heard this. He was thinking about how to set the other party's words, but he didn't expect the other party to be so open-minded, without any intention of concealing it, and immediately turned pale with anger: "You! What are you? What's the purpose of this skin?"

Hua Moyan's original smile disappeared in an instant, and there was a bit of indescribable evil in his eyes. He sighed slowly, but his voice was always gentle and soft: "Can't you guess what I am? Young Master Lu? "

He originally thought that the other party was the inspector himself, but judging by the reaction, he didn't pretend to be self-inflicted.It's really heartless to expose my old background all at once.

It seems that this young master Lu is not too unlucky, he didn't become a donkey by accident.Pity.

Then this donkey...should be the inspector?

Hua Moyan glanced at the little gray donkey, couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic, and said to it:

"It's none of your business, you insist on being a hero, is it okay now?"

Lu Yiming's face was even more ugly, a burst of anger rushed upward from his dantian, he stepped forward to pick up the opponent's chest, swung his right hand and punched him: "You monster! Get out of here!!"

Hua Moyan didn't even try to hide, after receiving this firm blow, a lump appeared on the left side of his cheek.

He grinned: "This hit is deserved. I owe you."

"You...!" Hearing this, Lu Yiming rushed out of his seven orifices with anger, and punched again.

The left side of Hua Moyan's face became more swollen, and a fishy sweetness overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He raised his eyebrows: "This hit is too much, and it is a gift. If you hit again, you will regret it."

Lu Yiming's face was already dyed red with anger, he stared at the very familiar face he had seen for 23 years, it was full of cunning and arrogance that was unfamiliar to him.

There was nowhere to vent the resentment in my heart, and I was about to beat him up more, but I was hit hard on the back.

"Ah!" He let go of Hua Moyan in pain, and turned his head in doubt.

Behind her, Sister Chen was holding on to a pole, staring at a pair of watery eyes: "Detective Wen! I thought you were a gentleman, but I didn't expect you to use torture to extract confessions!"

"You hit me?!"

Lu Yiming felt his head was torn, the pain was worse than his back.

He grew up so big that he had never been beaten by his family.

Although Sister Chen was not forgiving, she still treated him well, at most poking his forehead, not to mention her usual meticulousness.

"What's wrong with just beating you?" Sister Chen cursed at the top of her voice, "My young master has done something illegal, you show evidence, you are justified in beating someone for no reason?!" Saying that, he picked up the pole Crackling at him is just a meal.

Hua Moyan cocked his legs and laughed happily while drinking tea.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Yiming ate several times on his shoulders, ribs, and hands.

The little donkey blinked, and pointed to the gate with its hoof to remind: Run, idiot!

Lu Yiming knew that he couldn't explain clearly to Sister Chen, and he didn't want to get rough with Sister Chen, so he grabbed the pole with one hand and threw it on the ground, and strode out.

In the middle of the journey, Kim Poro came out of the wing room, and blocked in front, perhaps on purpose.

Lu Yiming looked up at him, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Go away."

In fact, Jin Poluo had just been woken up by Sister Chen's loud voice, and came out to check the situation, but saw Lu Yiming rushing out of the lobby angrily.

For some reason, he found it funny when he saw Lu Yiming angry.

Lu Yiming is a person who can't do anything else, but has an excellent temper. To put it bluntly, he has a big heart. He is usually ridiculed and scolded by others, and he never takes it seriously.

Kim Poro often shook his face at him intentionally, but he didn't care about it, and he still smiled meanly when he turned around.

It was rare to see him so angry.

Did he change his skin, and his disposition and temper?

Lu Yiming saw Jin Poluo staring at him with a blank expression and stood still, thinking that he didn't recognize him anymore, the grief and indignation in his heart overflowed, and he said coldly: "Why, you want to hit me too? "

Push him away, slam the door and leave.

The little donkey silently trotted behind and chased after him.

On the surface of the river outside Jinling Town, there are green waves.

A fishing boat is slowly approaching the shore.

A ragged, disheveled young man stepped out of the boat, and he shook his fist at the boatman: "Old man, thank you for saving me, and I will definitely repay you in the future!"

"Go, go." The old boatman waved his hand with a smile.

He can save several people on the river every year, and never expects anyone to repay him.

When he saw a few men in black throwing a big box on a big boat that day, he felt something was wrong.I sneaked over to fish it out, and sure enough there was a young man who was tightly tied up and had his mouth gagged with a rag.

I don't know who was offended.

Fortunately, he is fine, otherwise his family would be much worried.

Seeing the young man pushing aside the reeds on the bank, swaying, and stepping onto the main road into the town, the boatman sighed and slowly left with his oars.

In a fit of anger, Lu Yiming had walked through more than a dozen alleys, and before he knew it, he came to Chen's house.

The formerly imposing vermilion gate is already somewhat mottled, the two red lanterns above it have several holes, and weeds have sprouted between the black tiles on the wall, obviously no one has taken care of it for a long time.

It's no wonder that since the massacre, this house has become a well-known haunted house. It is so gloomy that no one dares to approach it.

That Chen Jinzhi also lived in the pawn shop all the time and never came back to live.

The whole family and good people are all dead, but there is such a worthless Chen Jinzhi left behind.

While sighing, I almost bumped into a passerby.

Lu Yiming saw that his clothes were shabby and dusty, so he guessed that he was a stranger, so he didn't think much about it. He was about to turn around and leave, but he was stopped by the man:

"Excuse me, are you a local?"

Lu Yiming paused, and turned around slightly: "That's right. What's the matter?" Need to ask for directions?

The man hesitated and asked, "Excuse me, what happened to this Chen residence? Why does it seem that no one lives there? Did the whole family move out?"

"Oh, half a month ago, the family was wiped out." Lu Yiming shook his head and sighed, "There is no one alive, and there is no one inside."

Hearing the word "Miemen", the man's face turned pale, and he staggered, as if he couldn't even stand still.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Yiming hurriedly helped him: "Are you a relative? My condolences."

The man was stunned, and after a while he slowly shook his head: "This is my home."

"Your family?" Lu Yiming's eyes widened. He vaguely remembered that the entire Chen family, except for Chen Jinzhi, had survived, so there should be no survivors.

The man raised his head, and a thin and regular outline could be seen on his dirty face. Although he looked weak, his voice was clear and bright: "I am the third son in this family. My name is Chen Jinzhi, and my words are careful."

The author has something to say: Ah Jin: I heard that the show has been forgotten because of too few appearances? ?