Actually, you are not human

"What's wrong with you?" Du Shengxiao rushed over almost immediately. He pulled Zheng Qiufen up and down, looked him up and down, and asked again after making sure that he was not injured: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Zheng Qiufen pointed at the tombstone stiffly: "But look at that..."

Du Shengxiao followed the prestige, and then his eyebrows trembled imperceptibly. He let go of Zheng Qiufen's hand, carefully stepped across the collapsed tomb, walked to the exposed end of the coffin, squatted down, and looked at it carefully. Looking at the corpse that Zheng Qiufen thought was extremely terrifying.

"This...it seems to be that little treasure's grave..." Zheng Qiufen didn't know what to do, and was afraid in his heart, so he kept talking to distract himself: "What worries and grievances do you want to let me go?" People smashed their heads like this? Didn’t this kid die when he was only five years old? How could he form such a grudge against people?”

Du Shengxiao ignored him, but stretched out his hand, and directly pushed the half-open coffin lid.

Zheng Qiufen jumped aside in fright, Du Shengxiao gave him a strange look, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Why are you pushing the coffin board?" Zheng Qiufen anxiously asked with a pale face, "What if you revive it again?"

Du Shengxiao sneered, and said: "Why are you so timid—it's already dead and can't die anymore, and it's impossible to come back to life." Then, he looked at the corpse that had been completely exposed, and said in a low voice. Said: "It's okay, I found something interesting, come and take a look."

Zheng Qiufen still stood far behind him, refusing to go over: "Just say what you want, I won't go over."

Du Shengxiao was silent for a moment, then said, "This child was crushed to death."

"What?" Zheng Qiufen was taken aback, and he didn't care about the fear anymore. He took a step forward and asked, "How do you know?"

"Look at the bones of his hand." Du Shengxiao pointed to the thin and pale little hand bones, and said slowly: "The palm is raised up, and the five fingers are grasping. This is an obvious posture of struggling and rejecting, and there are legs. He stepped aside a little, let Zheng Qiufen squat beside him tremblingly, and continued: "The posture of the two legs is different, with the soles of the front feet facing upwards, in the shape of kicking, obviously struggling. And the doctor just told us , this child died of illness when he was buried. He could not eat for a long time and was very weak. Such a child should die quietly, even if he did not die of illness. , will also put the child's legs flat, put his hands on the sides of the body or flat on the chest, it will definitely not be in this state."

Zheng Qiufen read it according to Du Shengxiao's instructions, scratched his head in puzzlement, and asked, "Then what's going on? Could it be that the child came back to life after being buried? Speaking of which, I'm really I saw this kind of example in the encyclopedia, this kind of situation seems to be called suspended animation, but what is going on..."

"It didn't come back to life after being buried." Du Shengxiao interrupted Zheng Qiufen's self-question, stood up from the side of the coffin, looked at the slightly pale sky in the distance, and said in a low voice: "Let's go back first , I’ll tell you on the way.” He looked at Zheng Qiufen who still hadn’t set off, and added: “People in the village get up early, don’t run into them, it’s troublesome.”

Although Zheng Qiufen still wanted to study what was going on, he also knew the pros and cons, and knew that if he ran into those people in this village, he would definitely suffer, so he stood up, followed Du Shengxiao and walked out. After two steps, he stopped again and asked, "Isn't the village people coming to this cemetery often?"

Du Shengxiao nodded: "Infant tombs have been fierce places since ancient times, and there must be no one who has nothing to run here."

"That's good." Zheng Qiufen nodded, took off the large windbreaker on his body, folded it back, and covered the exposed small skeleton, and said in a low voice: "It's a pain when you're alive. Don’t be so disgraceful anymore.” As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, and then he squatted down and took out a piece of soft chocolate from his pocket: “I can’t give this to you, this is mine, if you want I'll bring you new ones next time I come, but this..." He looked at Du Shengxiao who was standing not far away and looked at him, and said in a very small voice: "This one is different. .”

Then he stood up, smiled at Du Shengxiao, and said, "Let's go, find something to eat first, the corn has probably been digested, I'm so hungry."

Du Shengxiao stared at him in a daze, as if he didn't understand why he wanted to cover a corpse that didn't feel anything at all. After hearing this sentence, he came back to his senses in a daze, and said with a 'huh': "Then let's go back. At this point, we should be able to have the latest wave of breakfast after arriving in the city."

Zheng Qiufen nodded, walked over happily, and the two of them walked carefully through the rows of old tombstones, and left Houzhai Village.

After arriving in the car, Du Shengxiao first found out all the snacks in the car, and found that they were all dried fruits and candies, basically none of them could satisfy the hunger. Zheng Qiufen was quite happy, he liked sweets, but now he was hungry again Yes, I ate the candy and dried fruit for a meal, and didn't stop peeling the pecans until Du Shengxiao's car had driven far away from Houzhai Village, and asked Said: "Why do you have so many sweets here?"

Du Shengxiao shook his head: "It should be bought during the Chinese New Year as a gift. It's been kept here, and I haven't eaten it yet."

Zheng Qiufen stiffly stopped eating Zheng Huan's cheeks, and asked without hope: "Are you kidding me?"

"No." Du Shengxiao seemed to have just remembered about the shelf life. He drove with one hand and picked up the dried fruit packaging bag that was put aside, looked at it and said; Month... well, almost."

"It's so bad!" Zheng Qiufen picked up the packaging bag, and after reading it, he couldn't help but glared at him: "You bought it in February, but the production date is December last year, okay?"

Du Shengxiao was taken aback: "Then what should you do? Why are you eating so fast? Are you suffering from food poisoning?"

Zheng Qiufen leaned back unrepentantly: "I didn't realize that this thing broke again. Forget it, I don't feel anything now. I guess it didn't cool down so quickly in your car." He pricked his eyes, pitifully Looking at Du Shengxiao, he said: "In case...in case, if the slave family falls ill, the officials will be responsible for the slave family."

"..." Du Shengxiao resisted the urge to slap him, and drove the car expressionlessly.

Zheng Qiufen looked at the person who was once again seduced into silence by him, held back the laughter that had reached his throat, opened the car window pretending to be sad, and looked out the window at a 45-degree angle.

In the autumn morning, the wind was very cool and comfortable. Zheng Qiufen, who had hardly slept all night, was blown by the comfortable autumn wind, and hung his head in a daze.

Half awake and half asleep, he felt that someone passed him and carefully rolled down the car window, and covered him with a small blanket.

He burrowed into the blanket comfortably, and felt that the person who covered him with the blanket smiled softly next to his ear, and the heat tickled into the ear canal. The voice of that person was clear and a little Sexy and lazy, she just whispered in his ear: "I am willing to be responsible, but are you really willing to make me responsible?"

In the dream, he was so happy that he was going crazy, he rushed forward to beg to be held accountable, but he saw the man suddenly opened the distance between him and him, it seemed that it was just a moment, but there was a foggy river lying across between them.

The man stood on the other side of the river and asked him: "Now, are you still willing? If you are willing, come to me."

"No boat, what the hell!" Zheng Qiufen yelled when he woke up, and saw the familiar signboard of M's as soon as he opened his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and found that they had returned to the city, and Du Shengxiao was carrying Dressed for breakfast, I walked out of the porridge shop next to M's.

I was properly covered with a soft blanket, no one pushed him away, and no one was separated from him by the misty river.

very nice.

At that time, everything that had been silent for thousands of years had just begun to resume operation, like an old machine that had not been used for many years, slowly but firmly turning the rusty axle.

Zheng Qiufen didn't know that the axle, which could not be seen but could no longer be stopped once it started running, would turn faster and faster in the near future until it overturned his entire life and forced him to stop. Don't face the truth that he doesn't want to know.

Until, after all, it was unavoidable for him to stand with his back to the man who was holding the warm breakfast bought for him.

But on this morning when all the storms were still brewing, after Zheng Qiufen and Du Shengxiao ate three drawers of steamed buns, each of them leaned comfortably in the car with a large glass of soy milk in their arms. Satisfied sighed.

Du Shengxiao swallowed the food in his mouth, pondered for a moment, and sighed, "Do you know who killed Xiaobao?"