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So turn off the lights and let's start today's story...

1. Horror may not be counted, but heavy taste is a must, please bring your own lightning rod.

2. All kinds of ghosts will insert strongly, with dark style and various styles.

3. This article is an obscene article disguised as horror.

Content tags: ghosts, ghosts, fantasy, space, feeling lost

Search keywords: Protagonist: Ghost, Elf, Demon┃Supporting role: Beautiful boy?The author is Yan Kong┃Others: The characters are constantly updated as they appear on the stage

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The swaying chandelier in the forensic examination room, the hand that suddenly appeared under the bed at home, the erratic shadows in the campus late at night, the death in the wax museum of the amusement park,

The wax figures and the lunatic whose personality can be split into more than 150 people in the mental hospital constitute the most basic horror elements of this article.

In the article, many protagonists are carrying ghosts and bubbling together, which seems to be a ghost story falling apart.

In fact, they are inextricably linked, making people never guess where the next ghost will appear from...

The theme of this article is fresh and original, with a dark style, and it brings together supernatural ghosts in the form of "Liaozhai style".

The protagonists of the article are changeable, the characters are vivid and distinct, the subject matter of the story is very extensive, and the content is extremely rich.

From the mysterious mummy to the disappearance of the professor, to the ghost of the substitute driver, all kinds of ghosts come into battle.

The author's writing style is concise, with a bit of cold humor from time to time, and a little lighthearted besides horror.

【Domino in City A】

1. The old corpse...

At 20 o'clock in the evening on April 4, 4XX, city A, police station.

I have been on the night shift for two days, and my body and spirit have been overdrawn to the limit. Song Ling let out a breath, leaning on the back of the chair and playing with the PSP in his hand without energy. It's cold, and today is a public holiday... You should hide at home and sleep well today!

Why did I have to study forensic medicine when I was a child when I was going to university!And all the way to the Master of Physical Evidence Analysis!Although he managed to get into the police station and became a small trainee forensic doctor, he came here to work for three months and there was not a single corpse that could be inspected, and his monthly salary was only [-]!When I applied for the voluntary examination, was my brain flooded or my brain was flooded or my brain was flooded!After roaring in his heart for a long time, Song Ling finally sighed deeply, and threw himself in a large font on the hard single bed in the duty room, continuing to mourn his long-dead youth.

It's almost thirty soon, and although the family has already bought a house, the car is still unavailable, and several girlfriends have gone on a blind date, but none of them are satisfied. Many of my classmates are now the fathers of their children, and I am the only one who is still alone... Oh, what should I do...

"Ring, ring, ring..." The phone rang in a hurry, and Song Ling scrambled to answer the phone: "Hello, the forensic doctor's duty room." The environment on the other end of the phone seemed to be very noisy, and the speaker's voice was also very hasty : "Who are you? Is Lao Li here?"

Old Li's full name is Li Cunren, and he is the top forensic doctor in the police station. Song Ling, his mentor after he came to the police station, didn't dare to neglect him, and quickly explained: "I'm sorry, Mr. Li is on vacation at home now, why don't you call him privately?" ?" The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, and seemed to suddenly realize: "You are the new Xiao Song, right! I am Brother Liu from the Criminal Police Team [-], can't you tell?"

"So it's you. Is there something important?" Song Lingqian laughed a few times. Brother Liu of the criminal police team is in his 40s this year. The head laughed a few times: "The leaders are all on vacation, and I can't find anyone for a while, and Lao Li has a strange temper. In this way, Xiao Song, I heard that you have not independently investigated the case. Next to the Wanguo Hotel A mummified corpse was dug up at the construction site, I always think it should be a cultural relic, and the archaeological team is all on vacation, so let’s treat it as a criminal case! Hurry up and follow our team to the scene, shoot How about posting a few photos and exercising?"

Very good!Song Ling was overjoyed, quickly put on his white coat, took the toolbox and camera box, and rushed out of the door of the duty room. As soon as he got out of the gate of the police station, he saw a team of people getting ready to get in the car. "Hey, wait, wait, wait!" Song Ling got into the car panting, chatting and laughing with these criminal policemen of similar age all the way, and walked for about [-] minutes to the scene.

The scene was covered with high-power headlights, and the surrounding area was brightly lit. Although it was raining lightly, it had already been surrounded by a group of workers watching the fun and pointing fingers. Song Ling put on gloves, a mask, and a hat, and carried tools Boxes and cameras bent over the cordon and came to the body.

The body of the corpse was already covered with a white cloth, Song Lingyi lifted it and frowned.

It is indeed a mummy.

He roughly checked it, and was a little disappointed. The "thing" in front of him should be the "specialized object" of the Institute of Archeology. This mummy has been completely dried. Looking at the skeleton, it should be a male, with no clothes on his body, or clothes fibers or something. It has been integrated with the skin, the light brown wrinkled skin, the black eye sockets that have already lost the eyes stared directly at him, the mouth was wide open, it seemed to be in great pain, the teeth could not be distinguished, and the arms were crossed, Hands clasped crotch, legs spread apart.

This posture was very indecent, as if the deceased was frightened to death by clutching his crotch tightly. He checked carefully, and there were indeed no maggots on the mummy, and it had really been dead for a long time.Song Ling smacked his lips, and squinted at the pit that was unearthed just now. The ground was full of small blue-gray broken stones, and there was not even a coffin... It seemed that it was not a normal burial, he sighed , raised the camera in his hand to shoot.

Papapa just took a few photos, and Xiao Wang, who had a good chat with him in the car just now and was collecting evidence, came over, winked and whispered: "Brother, what do you think this person died of? How can it become a mummy?"

Song Ling shrugged, and after taking pictures in various directions, he said with a smile: "How did I know, but there is a mummy in City A. I always thought that the mummy was unearthed in Xinjiang. You see, this mummy doesn't even have clothes. No...maybe...he wanted to have sex with his wife, but the wife kicked his little dick in a fit of anger, and then died!"

Xiao Wang chuckled a few times, picked up a curly hair-like thing on the ground with tweezers, and whispered the rules of the police station: "By the way, brother, have you seen it before the test of courage?"

Test of courage?Song Ling felt that he didn't care about this kind of thing. Although he was just a rookie forensic doctor, he had seen more things than those in the criminal police team. He scares other people's butts, when did he scare him?

Xiao Wang seemed a little disappointed with Song Ling's expression, but he also misunderstood, and smacked his lips: "Brother, don't be upset, it's not that we neglected you, but that the forensic team has been working under the leadership of Teacher Li. The next high-ranking look really made us in the team very unhappy. Today we know that you are very generous, brother. In this way, tomorrow we brothers will be hosts and treat you to a good meal, which is to express our gratitude. I'm sorry, what do you say, brother?"

Song Ling put down the camera in his hand, and elbowed Xiao Wang: "Brother, how do you say that you are so strange, I should be the one who invites everyone to drink, when are you going?"

The two laughed and talked for a long time. During the period, they collected all the evidence photos and so on. A group of people carried the mummy into the car and collected it. With sirens on, they wandered all the way back to the police station.

It was almost one o'clock at night when the team was closed, and he couldn't call Teacher Li during this time. He could only follow these brothers back to the police station and transport the mummy to the forensic anatomy room. The freezer in the anatomy room was full. "People", they could only put the mummy on the dissecting table. After all the work was done, Song Ling ate supper with a group of people, and then wandered back to the police station with the others to finish his work. Report.

The forensic medicine studio is located on the third floor. After saying goodbye to the first team of criminal police, Song Ling went upstairs alone. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and he could only hear his own footsteps. He felt that his legs were a little weak like the sound of a semiconductor receiving a signal, and the white thorny incandescent lamp illuminated the dim corridor at a glance, but such a bright light made his back feel numb. what is going on?

Really, when did he become as timid as a girl? Song Ling gritted his teeth and tried to stop humming just now. Before he had climbed to the third floor, he heard a loud "bang" from above, as if something Something very hard fell off.

Song Ling felt his heart beat violently, and the back of his head was a little numb from the inexplicable sound. Those bastards, wouldn't they just have some courageous meeting today!Grandma's!He immediately turned around, ran down to the first floor, and pushed open the door of the office with one hand: "Who is it!"

ha?The first team of the criminal police all rolled up their sleeves and wrote the report in front of the computer with enthusiasm. Seeing Song Ling's sullen expression, everyone was puzzled by Zhang Er's monk. Xiao Wang was so scared that he sprayed all the coffee on the computer and gritted his teeth. He grinned and coughed, "Brother...how...how...?"

After looking around, everyone probably didn't know about this kind of thing, or the acting skills were too good, Song Ling hummed, exchanged some pleasantries, and even took a bag of coffee from Xiao Wang before going back upstairs .Opening the door of the studio, he found that the mummy was still wrapped in a white body bag and lay flat on the dissecting table. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Grandma, it should be the first time I was alone with the nervousness of the case, Song Ling walked forward slowly, sighed, and said in a low voice: "Brother, I don't know how you died, but... ...Hey, it's hard for you to escape the fate of being ripped open by those archaeologists..."

After saying these words, Song Ling felt that he was very funny, even chatting with a mummy, thinking that Mr. Li would come back tomorrow, he should sort out today's reports and photos first, so he put on his white coat and sat down. I went to the computer in the corner and started sorting out the photos I took today.

It took nearly an hour to sort out these photos and upload them to the shared file box inside the police station. Song Ling let out a sigh, stretched his waist, and suddenly felt a sinister gust of wind blowing from behind.

Looking back, shit!It was not closed just now!No wonder it felt so cold this hour, Song Ling hurriedly got up to close the door, casually glanced at the mummy placed on the table, and immediately froze in place in shock.

The bag that had been zipped to death was pulled open by someone, revealing the entire body of the mummy. The black eyes stared straight at him, and the opened mouth seemed to have a strange arc... It seemed to be... laughing?

Song Ling laughed with a funny shrug and shook his head, damn it!Those people from Interpol No. [-] must have frightened him!These people actually entered the studio just now?He shook his head again, glanced at the door, turned his head, and looked at the mummy again, but the smile suddenly froze on his face.

nobody.

It's gone.

All that was left was the black body bag.

Song Ling only felt "coaxed", and a tingling and trembling feeling of fear quickly rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He was trembling with fright, and stared blankly at the empty platform.

Another loud noise suddenly came from the top of the head. Song Ling shook, yelled, and squatted on the ground reflexively. The room was suddenly dark, only the lights in the corridor shone into the room, leaving a glimmer of light.

Song Ling stood up, turned his head slowly, and found a person standing at the door.

Under the backlight, he couldn't see who it was, but the figure of this person shrank obviously, as if it was exactly the same as the shriveled corpse that disappeared.

With a "bang", the door of the forensic laboratory was slammed shut.

It was dark and nothing could be seen.

"Don't...don't! Stop it...help...someone here...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He was very scared, but the joyful feeling in his whole body had poured into his most private parts, what is going on... ...Who can come and save him... He can only spit out fiery juice while crying for help.

2. The old corpse...

"Yeah... Hurry up... Hurry up... Hurry up... Um... Husband... You are so big!... Go faster!" MB on the bed clings tightly to Han Siwen, with a coquettish expression on his face, With a trace of satisfaction, the exaggerated cry was intermittent, and even implied real joy.

"Baby... faster?" He chuckled in a low voice, and sprayed all the hot air on MB's sensitive neck. His voice was low and seductive, and he trembled quickly without hesitation, until finally his whole body trembled and sprayed out .

After a money transaction was over, Han Siwen put the agreed money on the bedside, lit a cigarette, and quietly "appreciated" MB's figure just out of the bath. The boy looked less than 20 years old, thin and Every rib can be seen clearly, could it be that he got on his body yesterday and found such a chicken cub?

Smack, smack... I must be too hungry...

Han Siwen chuckled a few times, and handed the money over, "I've got it." The boy happily put the money in his pocket, and exaggeratedly kissed him, and then said "Thank you uncle", and turned to leave left his home.

uncle……? ...I am only 37 years old... Han Siwen lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed for a while, when the mobile phone placed beside the bed vibrated with high power, he quickly put on his glasses and answered the phone, Li Cunren's voice immediately It was passed over: "Hey! Old Han! Hurry up, I'm downstairs at your house now, there is a big case!"

Han Siwen was shocked by his loud voice, rubbed his temples, let out a sigh lazily, and said, "Old Li, it's only six o'clock in the morning, okay? Big case? What does it have to do with me? That's not what you police did." I’m an archaeologist, what’s the excitement!” Li Cunren smacked his lips on the other end of the phone, a little anxious: “I’m talking about your archaeologists. A mummy was dug up yesterday and it’s been sent to our studio. , why don't you take a look first?"

Mummy? ? ! ! ! There is actually a mummy in city A! ! !major discovery? ? ?In a word, Han Siwen was so excited that he hung up the phone excitedly and crawled to take a bath. It took only 10 minutes to get everything ready. He stumbled into the windbreaker and went out. He saw Li Cunren sitting on his flower bed In the BMW car bought with a ten-year salary.

Li Cunren is his close buddy. He is the same age as him. Although he looks average, he is tall and strong. He has been married for many years. His son is 11 years old. They knew each other when they were wearing crotch pants. status, while he was scrambling in the cultural relics, and got into the status of a professor in the research institute.Although the two have different personalities, Lao Li has been a forensic doctor for many years, and he has developed a strange temper of showing off his wealth, while he himself has been dealing with antiques for many years, and he also has some bad habits.

It just rained yesterday, and the air was filled with a cold and damp atmosphere. Han Siwen got into the car in three steps at a time. Li Cunren was talking to himself, cursing at his mobile phone. Seeing Han Siwen getting into the car, he hurriedly Greeting: "Hey! Have you eaten yet? I called the office just now, and there is no one. Xiao Song doesn't know where he died!"

"Xiao Song? The new forensic doctor at your place? How old is this year?" Han Siwen rolled up the window and lit a cigarette. Li Cunren laughed treacherously, and asked teasingly with sideways eyes while starting the car. : "What? Help you build a bridge? To be honest, the first time I saw that child, I really really wanted to be gay. He was so white and so thin! It's the type you like, but... I think little Besides being a bit reckless, that kid Song probably doesn't like men."

Lao Li is the only person in the world who knows that he came out of the closet. Han Siwen flicked the ash from the cigarette, laughed out loud, and punched Lao Li hard with his fist: "You have so many ideas! You really think you are Yue Old!"

The two chatted and laughed. During this period, Han Siwen had made many phone calls to the research institute, notified the research institute of the situation, and ordered his subordinates to report to the Bureau of Cultural Relics, Bureau of Cultural Relics, and Police Station, preparing to write a report on the transfer of cultural relics. Send someone to investigate the scene... Wait, wait, etc., after a series of phone calls, he was already talking dry, while Li Cunren drove all the way, and it took nearly half an hour to reach the police station.

After Han Siwen applied for a pass at the door, he followed Li Cunren to the third floor. It was not yet 7 o'clock, and the police station had not yet reached normal working hours. There was no one in the aisle, only the footsteps of two people could be heard The sound echoed hollowly.

For some reason, Han Siwen suddenly felt a buzzing in his ears. It seemed that some unknown electric waves were stimulating his eardrums, which made him feel a little headache. However, Li Cunren, who was walking in front, didn't seem to have this feeling. He was cursing, After a few steps, he rushed to the third floor, pushed open the door of the studio, and stood there without saying a word, but gasped.

Han Siwen, who was following behind, didn't know why, so he quickly looked over Li Cunren's shoulder and almost exclaimed.

Although he has never been in the working dissection room of a forensic doctor, he has always watched it on TV. There are bluish-white tiles around him, and some strange machines that cannot be named are placed around them, all of which are in operation. A handsome man in a white coat Lying on a place like an operating table in the middle, he fell asleep soundly.

Li Cunren's face turned red with anger, he gritted his teeth, punched him on the dissection table, and yelled, "Song Ling! Do you want me to dissect you!" Han Siwen burst out laughing, It turned out that this was the Xiao Song that Lao Li was talking about. He was really brave enough to dare to sleep on the dissecting table.

Song Ling... It's a good name, Han Siwen chuckled a few times, folded his arms across his chest, leaned lazily against the door, and watched the little farce in front of him.Song Ling was frightened by Li Cunren's yelling and trembled all over. He suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was like a zombie, and suddenly sat up straight, staring at the two of them with bloodshot eyes. , A trace of violence suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This kid... Could it be that he was suppressed too much by Lao Li, so he has some grudges?Han Siwen frowned slightly, but Li Cunren didn't care, and jumped angrily: "You don't understand the rules, do you! I told you on the first day that there are dead people lying there. We in this business must not Lie down! You're ignoring what I'm saying! That's right! Where's the mummy!"

Song Ling seemed to have just woken up, and his expression was still a little dazed. His watery eyes were looking at Han Siwen absent-mindedly, as if the ruthlessness had just passed by in a flash.

Although this Song Ling is indeed his type, there is a natural obsequiousness and an indescribable cruelty in his eyebrows, but the current appearance seems a bit strange, I saw him stiffly getting down on the dissecting table, and he actually looked down. He looked at his own hands, then looked at Li Cunren suspiciously, and finally asked softly in a hoarse voice: "I am Wu Zuo?"

Li Cunren punched him with an angry punch: "Damn it! I can't take it anymore! You must be sleeping stupid! You are a forensic doctor! If you want to be a forensic doctor, please time travel! Maybe you and Song Ci are still in the same family!"

Song Ling dodged Lao Li's fist, laughed softly, closed his eyes and seemed to think about it for a while, then opened his eyes and nodded: "...Ms. Li... I was joking just now, don't mind." As he spoke, his eyes turned slightly, and he sized up Han Siwen, who had been watching the fun with a flattering attitude. There was an inexplicable excitement in his eyes, and he muttered in a low voice, before turning his head to be serious: "Mr. Li, mummy I put it on the dissecting table, I worked too late yesterday, so I fell asleep involuntarily."

Li Cunren snorted, and pouted at Han Siwen: "That's Professor Han from the Institute of Archeology, say hello." Song Ling nodded slightly, with a sweet smile: "Hello, Professor Han."

This kid is interesting...Maybe he can still play with it...Han Siwen nodded calmly, then turned to Li Cunren and said, "Old Li, give me a glove. Before my teammates come, let me check first?"

After lifting the mummy onto the dissection table, Han Siwen quickly got into work and began to examine it.The mummy in front of me is about 175 centimeters in length, maybe 180 centimeters in life, and the skin is still elastic, but the face is full of horror, the mouth is wide open, and the teeth can't be clearly distinguished. It is at least 300 years old?And with his hands covering his crotch, it was not a normal death at first glance.

Alas, he was also a poor person when he was alive... Han Siwen sighed silently. At this time, the downstairs suddenly became lively. It should be the archaeological team from his research institute. He quickly greeted Li Cunren and led many The team members transported the mummy away.

Only Song Ling was left silently standing by the window of the dissecting room, looking indifferently at the back of Han Siwen downstairs. At the end, he excitedly licked his lips with his bright red tongue, his amber eyes The blood-colored red light flashed, and he said lightly: "It smells so good."

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Li Cunren felt that something was wrong with Song Ling.

He couldn't tell what was wrong, but he felt that Song Ling's kid seemed to have changed in essence: he was full of monsters.Every time I see him talking to other team members in the game, Song Ling would lick his lips with his pink tongue, making everyone focus on his lips. Bitch?

There was no movement from Han Siwen either, he must have been crazy busy.

It has been five days since Li Cunren received a call from Han Siwen again. The voice on the other end of the phone was hoarse and exhausted. Obviously, he had not slept well in the past five days. "Old Li, I came here to report. We use carbon element decay Instrumental testing... To be sure, this mummy has been dead for less than a year, this is a homicide... The rest will have to be looked at by your forensic doctor..."

Putting down the phone, Han Siwen took off his glasses wearily, fell to the side, rubbed his temples, and looked at the mummy lying on the test bench. The skeleton report and fiber report proved that this corpse was less than 28 years old this year. Who was it? ...is it going to kill you?

But... Leaving aside who murdered him, it's really strange that he can be turned into a mummy within a year after his death... Han Siwen put his eyes back on, stood up and stretched, turned his face inadvertently, I was petrified on the spot.

nobody……

There was nothing on the empty test bench, and the mummy disappeared out of thin air...?He has been archaeological for many years, but he has never encountered such a strange thing happening!Han Siwen swallowed nervously, trying to control his trembling legs and took a step forward, suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing from the back of his neck.

"...I beg you...help me...I'm Song Ling...help me...I'm trapped in this mummy...help me..." Suddenly, something vaguely vague Hearing the cry for help, Han Siwen suddenly turned his head and saw the vanished mummy standing behind him, with black eyes, wide open mouth, a shriveled and thin figure, light brown skin, tilting his head and stretching his arms, slowly Slowly dragging his legs, he walked towards him.

Han Siwen only felt numbness in the back of his head, and because he hadn't had a good rest for many days, he passed out. He could only vaguely hear someone shouting "Professor Han" in panic, but he didn't know anymore.

3. The old corpse...

When Han Siwen woke up, he found himself lying on the edge of the work table, dripping with cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked through... Resurrected from a mummified corpse? ! ! !He jumped up all of a sudden, and found that he was still in the office where he fainted just now, and the mummy was lying on the spot. He couldn't help rubbing his temples... Was it real or fake?The mummy said he was Song Ling...how come this name is so familiar...

"Professor Han, are you okay?" The sudden gentle voice made Han Siwen's body tremble, and when he looked back, a handsome man was holding a glass of water and looking at him with concern.

right!He is Song Ling!The intern little forensic doctor next to Lao Li!Han Siwen stood up in fright, took a step back, immediately turned his head to look at the mummy, then looked at Song Ling, and couldn't help but let out a long breath, he must have been having a nightmare just now, oh my god, he dreamed such a horrible dream It seems that these days are really too busy, he smiled apologetically: "I was a little dizzy from sleeping just now, I'm sorry, your name is... Song Ling... isn't it?"

Song Ling smiled sweetly, and brought a glass of water: "Yes, I am Song Ling, Professor Han, am I too tired... This mummy..." As he spoke, he glanced at the mummy gracefully, Suddenly his face became a little hazy, and then he recovered, and whispered: "Do you know what's going on?"

Han Siwen was already flustered in his heart. He shook his head and decided to hide the fact that he met a ghost just now. He just shook his head: "We used the carbon decay method to measure it. This is a murder case." Song Lingwrinkled Frowning, with an inscrutable expression on his face, he glanced at the mummy, muttered "It's really high-tech", and asked, "Professor Han, do you want to go out for a drink?"

It was only after eight o'clock in the evening when they came out of the institute. Han Siwen and Song Ling randomly picked up a bar called "Moonlight". At this time, there were not many people in the bar, only a singer wearing sunglasses was playing by himself Self-singing, people in twos and threes are talking and laughing in the shadows, and girls in bunny costumes can be seen selling alcohol at any time.

The two randomly found a remote and dark corner, ordered a dozen beers and a bottle of vodka, and began to chat.This conversation made Han Siwen know that Song Ling was only nine years younger than him. The two of them started to call each other brother and brother through the strength of alcohol. They talked about the unearthed mummy for some reason. body.

Although Song Ling had a calm face, he still drank several glasses of wine in a row before sighing and saying, "Professor Han...ah, no, Brother Han...Actually, I know why that mummy got hold of it." Cover your crotch and die."

Han Siwen raised his eyebrows... Oh?Song Ling raised his head and drank a cup, as if he had made up his mind, he comforted himself in a low voice: "Forget it, this is not a secret, and sooner or later you will know."

"You"... this child... seems to have a story, Han Siwen didn't say anything, and listened to Song Ling quietly: "During the Republic of China, City A was just a small village. It has become such a beautiful city... Hehe, digressing... What... During the Republic of China, the area of ​​the Wanguo Hotel used to enshrine Guan Erye, and it was also the place where adulterers and adulterers were dealt with. Husband and adulterer...hehe..." Song Ling's eyes were a little blurred, as if he was remembering something, "There must be a ritual to worship the gods, the male will chop off the evil roots and bury him alive, while the female..."

"Invading the pig cage?" Han Siwen continued the conversation, Song Ling shook his head, poured himself a full glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, and sighed deeply: "No, the village chief invented a A more tragic punishment, let the woman ride an iron donkey, hehe..." He shook his finger, his eyes blurred and stopped Han Siwen from speaking, "Listen to me, this iron donkey is full of carbon, Light the fire below... with a coaxing sound, the woman was scalded to death..."

Han Siwen let out a long sigh, filled their glasses with wine, and raised the glasses: "A silent tribute to those women and men who died tragically in the feudal customs." Song Ling was startled when he heard this sentence, and pondered for a while After a while, he suddenly laughed, and raised the cup in his hand: "Thank you."

Why does it feel so weird...?It seems that Song Ling is talking about himself?Unexpectedly, after he drank the glass of wine, he continued to talk: "In the third year of the Republic of China, there was a big case here. The second young master who returned from studying in the south of the village slept a widow named Li. After being found out by the village chief, both of them were sentenced to death, the man was cut off with a machete, bled to death, and the widow...should have died too..." He lowered his head and rubbed his slender fingers Touching the edge of the wine glass, she seemed to recall something exciting, and her delicate face was distorted: "But...it's not like this, that man was framed...the man who committed adultery with that widow was obviously the man's half-brother His mother's elder brother... is also the person he loves the most in this life... Just because of a little family property, this elder brother framed the younger brother who loves him the most! The younger brother even has his name removed from the family tree! No one gives him incense every year! "

Han Siwen let out a long "oh", the masculinity has been there since human beings were still monkeys, and it was nothing to do in the early years of the Republic of China, but what does this story have to do with the mummy who died less than a year ago?Song Ling raised his head suddenly, as if awakened from the memory, and laughed: "Is this story boring..." Han Siwen shook his head and stroked his glasses: "No... Take history as a mirror, use history to look in the mirror, you can review it How far has humanity come?"

Song Ling smiled slightly when he heard this sentence, his eyes revealed a soft light, and he clapped his hands: "Well said...but...that mummy died unjustly, he is not reconciled..."

"Hahahahaha..." Han Siwen laughed loudly when he heard this sentence: "Do you really believe that there are ghosts in this world? No offense, Song Ling, you are a forensic doctor... you shouldn't believe in these things, right?"

Song Ling was silent for three seconds when he heard this sentence, his eyes flickered with crazy light, he lowered his eyes slightly, covered his true thoughts with his slender eyelashes, and muttered softly: "Is it true, we Come and give it a try..." As he said that, he suddenly raised his head: "Brother Han, are you married?"

Han Siwen smiled, Song Ling was obviously probing something: "You mean marriage... I don't have anyone I like, so I never got married."

Song Ling tilted his head, like a well-behaved cat, blinking his big watery eyes, and asked softly, "Then your family must be worried."

Han Siwen shook his head, boy, is this expression tempting him?Trying to suppress his desire to throw him down, he drank the wine in the glass: "There are not many people in my family, and they are all dead... Only one nephew is in the United States. I think...he can't control it." On the head of my elder, right?"

"Oh..." Song Ling sighed slightly, with crooked smiling eyes, raised his wine glass, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Then I wish this 'lonely man' finds a beautiful woman soon." Han Siwen shook his head He smiled, clinked glasses with him, watched him drink up the wine in the glass without moving, then slowly approached him, and said in a low voice, "I've always wanted to ask, are you tempting me? "

Song Ling smiled, and moved closer to Han Siwen's lips. He smiled slightly, excitedly licked his lips with the tip of his red tongue, grabbed his index finger and put it in his mouth, smiled charmingly, and said in a low voice: " I'm hungry, feed me."

Han Siwen took off his glasses and smiled, "To your place or mine?"

In the end, the two of them chose to go to Han Siwen's home.

"Do you like rough or gentle?" As soon as the door was closed, Han Siwen pressed Song Ling against the door brutally, and began to tear his clothes.

Song Ling laughed, rubbing against Han Siwen's waist, with a submissive attitude, raised his head and put all the heat into his ears, blinking his eyes and asked cunningly: "What do you think?"

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