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In the past 21 years, Wan Teng Linmu felt that he was a complete freak.

It's not just others who think so, Wan Teng Lin Mu also has self-knowledge.

But after meeting Luo Can, Wan Teng Lin Mu had to admit that Luo Can was weirder than himself.

A blind man who cannot see, reports to the coffee shop on time every day, with a job advertisement in hand.

A handsome and mature man is always carrying one-twelfth of the imitation doll.

It is worth mentioning that this simulation doll is made of Wuqi wood, which is said to be very remarkable.

I almost forgot that Luo Shen, a handsome blind man, also likes to take pictures...

When Wan Teng Lin Mu and Luo Shen met for the second time, the man began to prepare to buy a cemetery for himself again.

With a relaxed tone, it's like buying yourself a present for your birthday.

Luo Shen faced Wanqi Linmu and stretched out his hand.

Wan Teng Lin Mu didn't expect such a coincidence, so he also stretched out his hand and shook hands with Luo Shen.

There was a trace of a smile on the corner of Luo Shen's lips, which was so gentle that it was outrageous.

"meet again."

Just shaking hands, Luo Shen immediately recognized Wan Teng Lin Mu.

Wan Teng Lin Mu smiled.

Rarely, his smile was a little awkward, and I'm afraid he remembered the "love at first sight" when we met for the first time.

Wan Teng Lin Mu changed the topic: "Mr. Luo wants to know what kind of..." cemetery.

It's that sweet and sour taste again.

It's the scent of love.

Sweet with astringency, sour with sweetness, the pink rose straight to the forests of Wanqi, like the head of a wave, one wave after another, one wave after another, like a "tsunami" flooding, almost annihilating the forests of Wanqi.

Wan Teng Lin Mu was almost drowned by the "sour smell" of love. It is true, it is indeed the sweet and sour coming from Luo Shen. Ever since Luo Can recognized Wan Teng Lin Mu as the cemetery administrator, the sour The sweet taste never stopped.

Wan Teng Linmu frowned slightly. He had experienced more emotional fluctuations than any "special creatures" he had ever seen, and there was no way he could make a mistake.

But Luo Shen is blind, and the two have never met before, so how could it be possible to "fall in love at first sight"?

Did Mr. Luo eat too many strawberries?

Wan Tenglin shook his head and adjusted his emotions, "Mr. Luo, this is the brochure of our cemetery..."

He was a little hesitant to say it out, after all, Luo Shen was a blind person, their cemetery business was deserted, and there was no brochure in Braille.

Luo Shen didn't care at all, and took the brochure naturally, saying gently and politely, "Thank you."

Lifting the black musical instrument case, he said, "Can you show me around?"

"No problem, this way please."

Winter nights always come quickly.

Dead leaves like locusts are spinning in the sky, and tombstones are row upon row, climbing slowly along the gentle hillside.

Rows and rows of dilapidated tombstones seem to be dying to prove that the cemetery was once prosperous and magnificent...

"Mr. Luo, this way please, be careful where you step."

Wan Teng Lin Mu led the way. Although Luo Shen was a blind man, he walked very naturally and followed behind like a normal man, and he was also a man of good looks and excellent breed.

"Tap-"

Luo Shen's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he stood halfway up the mountain, facing the dark sky, the last ray of sunset, and said politely, "Please administrator, can you take a photo for me?"

"According to……"

Take pictures?

In the cemetery?

Wan Teng Lin Mu's eyes were no longer indifferent or critical, but looked like medical rays, scanning Luo Shen several times up and down.

What's wrong with this gentle "uncle"?

Luo Shen smiled, his eyes couldn't see, but his heart was like a mirror, as if he could see through Wan Teng Lin Mu's doubts.

"I was born blind, and I always want to take more photos. If I can see the light again one day, I can take it out and have a look."

The customer is God, isn't it just taking pictures in the cemetery?

Wan Teng Lin Mu said "friendly": "No problem, Mr. Luo, we are ready to shoot, one or two..."

"Crack!"

"whee--"

"Hee hee hee……"

The moment Wan Teng Lin Mu pressed the shutter, a "hee hee" laughter came from the towering tree behind Luo Shen.

A plume of black smoke "whoosh--" came out, and several black shadows broke into the camera.

In Luo Shen's single photo, many "demons and ghosts" were inexplicably added...

The sunset in the sky has completely set, and the black smoke is gushing out as the last ray of sunlight peels off, like an insect that has been revived from a stinging sting.

From the tree pits of towering trees, from the stone crevices of weeds on the roadside, and from the grave soil at the base of the tombstone, they constantly emerge.

The black smoke was condensed into a net, which instantly covered the moonlight, and the sky was endless...

"Hee hee hee--"

"Okay—delicious—"

"It's two handsome little brothers..."

"It's been a long time since I tasted meat..."

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked at the black smoke coming out from behind Luo Shen, and slowly narrowed his eyes. He almost forgot that in this world, there are actually more harmless wandering souls like Tong Tong. Like people, there is also a bad side.

Just like the bloody old lady on the bus.

"whee--"

"Handsome guy, come and play with my sister! Come on—"

"Our cemetery has not had such a thing for a long time."

"Today happens to be the Teeth Ceremony."

"The handsome guy over there is also very cute, do you want to play with my sister?"

The black smoke circled, like a python, winding up Luo Shen's black windbreaker, stroking Luo Shen's cheek.

Luo Shen didn't move, didn't realize it, just said: "Is the photo ready?"

"Ok?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu made a short questioning sound, and then came back to his senses: "Okay."

"he--"

"It seems that you can see us—"

"Then—let's tear him apart—"

"Looks so fresh—I can't wait—"

Wan Teng Lin Mu's expression was calm, and the black smoke with his fangs and claws did not arouse any sense of fear in him. On the contrary, to be honest, these black smoke are not as vivid as the special effects in horror movies.

Holding the mobile phone, Wan Teng Lin Mu stepped on the sand of the cemetery, walking towards Luo Shen and towards those dark shadows.

"Little handsome guy—"

"Come!"

"Come—come with us..."

"There is no redemption!!!"

The black smoke entangled Luo Shen tightly, bursting from a python into the fangs of a wild beast, the wind suddenly blew up in the dark night, and it sounded like a ghost crying at night...

In the chaotic darkness, Wan Teng Lin Mu didn't hesitate, instead, his footsteps became faster and faster, striding forward.

The death-like darkness reflected the mocking smile on the corner of Wanqi Linmu's mouth, and he suddenly pushed up the cuff of his right hand, revealing the thirteen giant clam bracelets that looked like bones.

Between the bracelets, hung a glass bottle with a pair of eyes floating inside.

He fell asleep peacefully.

"what--!!!"

Black Smoke, who laughed unscrupulously, let out a miserable howl.

"Snapped!"

Wan Teng Lin Mu's hand with the giant clam stone bracelet was lightly placed on Luo Shen's shoulder, and the black smoke entwined with Luo Shen collapsed in an instant, screaming and fleeing.

It's like throwing stones into a lake, creating ripples.

In a flash, calm was restored...

The black smoke scattered in fright, but there were also those who were unwilling, lingering around and unwilling to leave.

Wan Teng Lin Mu kept his hand on Luo Shen's shoulder, making those black smoke afraid.

Turning his head slowly, his eyes were dark, and he swept along the black smoke, and the cold moonlight shone on his handsome face, with indifferent eyes, as if he was the real protagonist in the ghost movie.

Wan Teng Lin Mu mouthed silently facing the black smoke.

--roll.

"Shh..."

The laughter died away.

The black smoke disappeared without a trace.

The moonlight in the sky became much brighter.

Wan Teng Linshu drove away the black smoke, and brushed Luo Shen's shoulders, and said naturally: "A leaf fell on Mr. Luo's shoulder just now."

Luo Shen didn't seem to know what happened just now, so he smiled softly and said, "Thank you."

Wan Teng Linmu tidied up his cuffs, hid the giant clam stone bracelet, and began to sell the cemetery.

"Mr. Luo, you may not know that our cemetery is very bustling. There are eight hundred people who come here for consultation every day. It is simply too busy."

"Fengshui is also the best, and I can't find such a good home again."

"Also, no matter what religion you are, we have divisions here to ensure that Mr. Luo's needs are met..."

Wan Teng Lin Mu usually talks less and less, and is simply too lazy to talk more. In fact, he is more than eloquent, but he just needs to consider whether it is worthwhile to say so much.

The developed cemetery was only one mu of land, so Wan Qi Lin Mu deliberately took Luo Shen around the one mu of land three times before returning to the office building.

He served a cup of hot tea and gave Luo Shen the only chair in the office building to sit down.

"Mr. Luo, what do you think? If there is no problem, let's sign the contract."

Wan Teng Lin Mu sent a paper contract, knowing that Luo Shen couldn't see it, so he said very "intimately": "The monument is 5 yuan, and the management fee is 5%."

Luo Shen didn't speak at all, just nodded, and stretched out his hand, as if looking for a pen, ready to sign.

readily!

Tongtong's recovery of the arrears has not yet arrived, but unexpectedly the first cemetery was sold.

Wan Teng Lin Mu glanced at the table twice, but there was no pen.

The office building is dilapidated, it has been closed for an unknown period of time, and there is not even a pen refill to be found.

"Sorry, wait a minute, I..."

Wan Teng Lin Mu wanted to borrow a pen from the security guard, but Luo Shen had already said, "It's okay, I brought a pen."

"Crack!"

Luo Shen opened the instrument case and took out a pen from the side interlayer.

Montblanc.

At first glance, it looks like a rich person, a fountain pen in the electronic age, or a luxury brand.

As soon as the musical instrument box was opened, the imitation doll carved from Wuqizhi wood lay quietly in the box with eyes closed, as if sleeping peacefully.

Wan Teng Linmu pondered for a second, and immediately said: "Mr. Luo, it's like this. I... have a friend who really likes this kind of BJD doll."

"Mr. Luo, this doll looks very unique." Wan Teng Linmu tried his best to look sincere, and said with a smile, "Can you please lend this doll to my friend for a day? I can give you this cemetery." [-]% off."

"clatter!"

The pen touched the contract paper, leaving a blue-black ink mark.

Luo Shen's eyes were hidden behind the sunglasses, unable to see his expression clearly, he spoke lightly.

"Your friend, you want to engrave your name on it."

Straight ball!

Luo Shen's tone was very gentle, no different from what he usually said, but he hit a straight ball that was fast, accurate and ruthless.

"Does your friend know..."

Luo Shen turned his head and accurately captured the location of Wanqi Linshu. His "eyes" looked straight at Wanqi Linshu calmly through the sunglasses.

"The people who carved their names on the Unenlightened Wood are all dead... and their souls are scattered."

died?

Wan Teng Lin Mu turned his head subconsciously, his eyes drooping, and he glanced at the opened musical instrument case.

In the box, the imitation doll in ancient costume is still sleeping peacefully.

Because of Luo Shen's action of pulling out the pen just now, the doll's sleeve robe was pulled up to one side, exposing the doll's protruding arms.

A dark gray and white willow doll with two tiny characters engraved on its arm.

—— Luo Shen