What's wrong with stealing some of your yang energy!

Bai Ling's complexion was terrible, he was already pale, but after going through such a round of tossing, he became pale as paper, seeing Sister She was very distressed.

She tried to ease the atmosphere, and said a joke: "About the origin of the blood child, there are different opinions on the Tao, and people are always fantasizing about extremely unknown things... Like the Shonan Huajia, they advocate the 'retribution theory', good and evil are the way of heaven It is an irrepressible truth in the world to have two sons born together, as much good as they are evil. This theory is very fallacious when you think about it carefully. It is extended to the "light and dark" co-existence, but good and evil cannot be simply compared with light and dark.

"As for Tibetan Buddhism, it is similar to the Hua family's theory, but even more mysterious. It is said that the blood boy was originally a catastrophe in the reincarnation of a certain Buddha, that is, after a hundred catastrophes in the human world, he was transformed into a golden body and returned to his place. The last procedure' The evil corpse escaped when he killed the three corpses."

When Sister She talked about the theory she was interested in, her eyebrows were beaming and she was immersed in it. Li Xuewen was also a lover of miscellaneous learning. Seeing that Bai Ling was dumbfounded, she explained: "When I took the case of double body, do you remember the theory of killing three corpses? ?In fact, in the recorded unofficial history, the procedure of beheading the three corpses is more of a human Buddha who came to the mortal world to practice. The Hua family believed that the blood boy was the evil corpse of a certain Buddha in human form, and he had to be beheaded by his true self and good corpse before it could be eradicated."

It's strange to say that Li Xuewen's explanation is mixed with many terms, which sounds obscure to people who have no knowledge of mythology, but Bai Ling can understand it.He said uncertainly: "But, Sister She said just now that blood children are born every few decades, old blood children don't die, and new blood children don't come out. Isn't this self-contradictory?"

Sister She shook her head: "There is no contradiction. As the name suggests, the human body Buddha did not know his real body in the experience of hundreds of generations. Therefore, if the human body Buddha is reincarnated, his good corpses and evil corpses will also follow the reincarnation. , Until the opportunity is seen through and the obsession is eliminated, then he can return to his position. This is in line with the birth law of blood children."

But she changed the subject again, sighed and said: "The reason why this theory is ridiculous is that it cannot explain the existence of blood children in historical records far exceeding the time of 'hundred generations'. At the same time, there has never been a corresponding 'good boy'." Corpse records."

"About this," Li Xuewen frowned, "I don't think it can be proved that the blood boy is not an evil corpse. Great benevolence is not benevolent, and great kindness does not benefit. There are many forms of kindness, such as saving a great man who destroyed the country, a literati with passionate words, and even taking the lead in exterminating a The general of the country's rebels can be called good; to break it down a bit, a person who has no name and no name for a lifetime, but helps others with small things everywhere, isn't it good?

"Evil deeds are the same, but goodness has its own advantages. It is difficult to classify it like a blood boy. However, under normal circumstances, good corpses are harder to find than evil corpses. In many myths, it is impossible to kill good corpses after killing evil corpses." dead body, the homing failure caused.”

Li Xuewen's phoenix eyes trembled involuntarily when he met his clear and worry-free eyes, which were still clear in black and white after experiencing a lot in the dimness.He raised the corner of his mouth mockingly: "Analyzing and analyzing, the victims are always us mortals, and we can't do anything about it."

His words mixed with many negative emotions, Sister She patted him on the shoulder worriedly, and handed him a bottle of water to drink.

After a group of people repaired, they couldn't stay here for long, so they were going to go out first.

Xie Chongsen explained to Bai Ling that this place is indeed an illusion, and the one who maintains the illusion is the "mud monster" encountered on the second floor.Bai Ling vaguely felt that it didn't make sense: how to explain the recurrence of history he experienced?But he couldn't say a lot of words when he reached his mouth, so he could only respond to the man with lowered eyes.

At the end of the line, when Li Xuewen stepped out of the steps, the "hospital" behind him suddenly collapsed and twisted. After a thousandth of a second, the dilapidated brick house in the cold wind reappeared in the world.

Bai Ling touched the rough wall of the brick house, speechless in surprise.

At this time, the mobile phone had a signal again, Sister She compared the map, and trembled angrily: "Fuck, who the hell is this dilapidated house built for! The real residential area I'm looking for is north of here!"

At this time, the moon will hang in the sky, it is very late, and a group of people drove over in a hurry.

Seeing a village much larger than the brick houses from a distance, it was brightly lit and full of popularity. Sister She checked the map repeatedly to confirm that it was correct, and then parked the car at the gate of the village.

Can get off the bus——

Bai Ling blinked blankly: "What is this sound?"

The air was filled with heart-piercing howls, and the atmosphere was sad and sad. There were old people, middle-aged people and children, as if there was a funeral.

In fact, Bai Ling was suspicious on the road just now. There is a large living population in this village, so there is no need to hang bright lights in every household. There is no need to turn on so many lights in the farm when there is nothing to do at night.

When I walked in, I heard that it was indeed crying.

In the middle of the night, the appearance of the four people from the city was unexpected, but it happened suddenly, and no one in the village had the heart to understand such a trivial matter.

A family was overwhelmed with grief. The plainly dressed middle-aged man was heartbroken and fell to the ground. The young children next to him wept silently and comforted their father; there were also a few white-haired old men crying, "It is right for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man." How to live", should be the family involved.

Bai Ling was young, seeing that people and animals were harmless, he volunteered to talk to him.He quietly grabbed the peasant-looking neighbor next to the family: "Who left?"

The neighbor also showed concern: "Dafen! Tell me what's going on, Dafen is such a good person, he really committed a crime."

Dafen?

Bai Ling felt bad: "Liu Dafen?"

"Yes," the neighbor noticed that the young man who spoke to him was a stranger, "The boy came to investigate from the city? Oh, it was too late, and the search was found. He died for several days, and his body was rotten! "

"Okay, thank you!"

Bai Ling couldn't care less about exchanging pleasantries, and ran back to the three of them amidst the pattering cries.

"The missing Liu Dafen is dead!" He said anxiously, "It was said that he had been dead for several days, his body was rotten, and he was just found!"

This……

The trail is broken.

A dilapidated truck rumbled across the dirt road and hurried into the village. There were wreaths wrapped in white plastic sheeting, paper houses, and paper figurines in the back seat. The cheap contrasting colors of red and green carried the grief of the relatives of the deceased.

The old people in the village who know red and white things pull up wooden tables at the end of the village, set up mourning halls, offer incense and other processes, and flicker white candles to light up the flames.

The group couldn't bear to watch it any longer. Fortunately, the people in the village were simple and friendly, and they didn't complain about them who suddenly appeared.

The farmer who had just talked to him was squatting at the door, lighting a cigarette, but he didn't smoke, with a melancholy look on his face.

Li Xuewen stepped forward and vaguely said that they were the city's police station, investigating the situation, and the neighbors smashed the cigarettes, sighed: "You can ask. I ask you to bother, and find an explanation for Dafen's sister-in-law."

Li Xuewen cut to the chase: "Liu Dafen works in a printing factory?"

The neighbor nodded: "Yes, she and I are still colleagues."

This neighbor is a bit of a talker, just ask a question and say a few words.Perhaps, he also needs to chat with someone to distract from the sadness of his old neighbor's death.

"Then you know what you printed..." Li Xuewen considered his words carefully, "Isn't it normal?"

He asked this question because the neighbor looked normal and was not in a state of evil beings. Anyone with a bit of judgment can tell that the printed things are illegal. Li Xuewen claims to be good at observation. Should be honest and kind.

Sure enough, the neighbor knocked on the cigarette butt in a daze: "What do you mean? Isn't it just a horror movie, don't everyone in the city like to watch this?"

"Fear, horror movie?" Bai Ling opened his eyes wide, "Is that what people in the factory say?"

"That's right," the neighbor nodded. "It's true that the pictures are scary. My elders panicked when they saw them, but they don't feel scary anymore after getting used to them."

As he said that, he smiled embarrassedly: "Our village is illiterate, so I don't know exactly what is printed. If the content is illegal, talk to the supervisor, we are working poorly."

This answer was really unexpected.

Neighbors said that their village is located in a remote area and has been farming for generations. In the past two years, policy issues have subsidized land planting trees. They have nothing to do on weekdays. It just so happened that a printing factory opened nearby. went.

He also said that Liu Dafen is the only one in the village who can read and write. She is the director of the workshop.

Li Xuewen and Sister She looked at each other, and then asked, "When did Liu Dafen find out?"

"Don't mention it," the neighbor lit another cigarette, the fire flickering in the dark night, and sighed, "Just an hour ago you came here. Her family is going crazy. The daughter and son are desperately looking for them day and night. It’s not there. You guessed it, I found it in his newly built house.”

"A new house?"

The neighbor stuttered suddenly, as if he had said something he shouldn't have said.

Li Xuewen reassured him that he would cooperate with the case and not pursue other matters, and the old farmer blushed and said, "Last year, the government called for 'urbanization', and they wanted to demolish our old houses and build new ones, and pay compensation according to the area. Every household in our village hastily built new houses. , in the direction you came from. I guess, a few days ago, Dafen packed his things and threw the old furniture into the new house, and accidentally kowtowed and fell to his death."

This explanation seems to be okay, but Li Xuewen still felt conflicted: "Didn't her family search for a new house after she disappeared?"

The neighbor was stunned: "I don't know about that. Indeed, it's impossible not to have searched the new house."

While the two were talking, a few middle-aged men unloaded a new coffin from the truck, and the family members dressed Liu Dafen in a shroud, crying, ready to be put into the coffin.

Li Xuewen gritted her teeth, and turned around to look, his behavior made Liu Dafen's children feel dissatisfied, so they pushed him aside, but with just a glance, Li Xuewen saw——

Liu Dafen's seven orifices were all stained with dried blood.

It is the common way of death taught by blood children to "worker ants".

The neighbor was taken aback by Li Xuewen's sudden action: "Why are you doing this!"

Sister She hurriedly grabbed Li Xuewen, and the latter tried her best to look around, but unfortunately it was too late, surrounded by many figures, so she had to watch Liu Dafen cover the coffin.

This glimpse was enough.

From the neighbor's few words, it can be concluded that the "young boss" of the printing factory only comes once a month or two, and he doesn't know when he comes every time.On weekdays, people in their village print "small books" and "CDs" day after day.Sister She contacted the police overnight to suspend the seizure, and left a phone call to her neighbor, saying that the boss had come to notify her.

A group of people rushed back to the She family's residence in Nanyuntai City overnight, and stopped for two days, waiting to attend the funeral of Mrs. Hu.

When they got home, it was already dawn, and everyone in the group was tired and didn't talk much. Sister She worked hard to find spare bedding and toiletries.

When Bai Ling woke up, it was already sunset and dusk, his whole body was sleepy and numb, and the quilt was soft and comfortable, he really didn't want to get up, it seemed that if he waited a little longer, he would be able to return to the present world.

The guest room faces the sun, and the small light green curtains of broken leaves envelop a dizzy pool. Xie Chongsen is sitting at the bedside desk reading a book. The setting sun hits his hair, softening the too cold outline.

Bai Ling thought in a daze, the boss's hair is very hard, and it is said that people with hard hair have a soft heart, which is indeed the case.

His gaze was undisguised, and was caught by Xie Chongsen for a moment. The latter closed the book and raised the corner of his mouth at him: "Have you slept enough?"

Bai Ling sat up embarrassedly: "Yes."

Xie Chongsen asked him to lie down for a while, he went downstairs, and a few minutes later, he came in with a plate.

It's hot fried rice with eggs.

Add chopped scallions, sausages, and onions, and the rich aroma of scallions and bacon is intertwined, which whets the appetite.

Bai Ling rushed over with sparkling eyes: "Wow... did you fry it?"

Xie Chongsen nodded, and handed him another cup of hot milk, signaling him to moisten his throat first: "Sister She doesn't have any ingredients, you just eat it."

soon?Bai Ling has lived here for so long, but he never knew that Xie Chongsen could cook.

Xie Yihai must have never enjoyed this kind of treatment before, he felt warm in his heart, maybe this is the VIP friend seat treatment?

He smiled happily at Xie Chongsen, the sweetness of the two small dimples made people fascinated, Xie Chongsen couldn't help pinching his face: "Eat, don't get cold."

Not to mention, Xie Chongsen's craftsmanship is really good.It's not a chef, but it's also a master level with good taste and taste.He was afraid that Bai Ling wouldn't be able to eat enough, so he cracked three eggs and scrambled a whole soup plate, but he didn't expect that this little ghost was really the reincarnation of a starving ghost, and the wind and clouds came to an end.

At the end, he licked his little mouth knowingly: "It's so delicious!"

Xie Chongsen doesn't understand Internet language, and the kid is happy to eat, so he can't help but look soft: "You like to eat, I can make it for you anytime."

"No, no, no," Bai Ling hurriedly waved his hands, "You are usually so busy, don't worry about me."

He looked left and right to find a tissue, Xie Chongsen knew that he liked to be clean, so he took out a tissue to help him wipe the corners of his mouth.

Bai Ling didn't expect this, and suddenly met Xie Chongsen's downcast eyes.Holding the tissue in his big hand, he gently touched his skin, the reflection in his eyes was only him.

He couldn't help but hold the wrist: "I'll just do it myself..."

Xie Chongsen was noncommittal, squeezed the dirty tissue into his hands, and went downstairs with the plate.

Bai Ling was the only one left in the room, and what happened last night flooded his mind, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

This is what Xie Chongsen saw when he entered the door. The kid who was happy just now had his eyes downcast, his eyes covered by thick and curly eyelashes, and his white face showed a feeling of fragility and helplessness.

Noticing the opening of the door, Bai Ling looked up in a daze: "Boss, I actually... met my clone."

He watched Xie Chongsen striding towards him, sat down beside him, and watched Xie Chongsen's concerned expression get so close: "Boss, don't lie to me anymore, you know who I am, right?"

Seeing that Xie Chongsen just looked complicated and didn't say a word, Bai Ling urgently opened his mouth and showed him his tongue: "Look, I've wanted to talk to you a long time ago, but I can't say anything about this..."

Xie Chongsen stared at the tip of his pink tongue with a gloomy expression. After a long time, he just gently pinched his chin: "Is your throat uncomfortable?"

"No!" Bai Ling was startled, "Look at my tongue! The pattern!"

"Your tongue...it's nothing," Xie Chongsen shook his head, "You should rest for a while, and we'll leave for Hu's house later."

After finishing speaking, Xie Chongsen got up and left. Bai Ling called him in disbelief: "What are you hiding? It's this time... Could it be that I'm really a blood boy? Or something?"

But Xie Chongsen just paused, said in a low voice, "Don't think about it." He opened the door and left.

Bai Ling looked at the closed door in confusion.He staggered out of bed and stuck out his tongue in front of the mirror in the bedroom, but it was just the usual flesh pink.

impossible!

Bai Ling yelled angrily in his heart, "Fox, get out of here", but the eerie voice didn't sound out for a long time, as if the previous encounter was just a wishful dream.