Judgment

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"Hillbilly, dirty and smelly, don't take a bath, cry like a cat, haha."

There were boys around him, yelling and yelling, picking up mud from the ground and throwing it at him.

"Xu Mingyu, crybaby, is dirty and doesn't take a bath all year." The children made up catchy ditties and laughed at him one after another.

"I'm not dirty! I'm not a country bumpkin!" The little boy surrounded in the middle sobbed. "I'm not dirty... woohoo."

The children around him showed no sympathy and continued to point to his tears and laugh.

"Xu Mingyu, cry again, girls cry without you."

"Xu Mingyu, a sissy, a crying cat."

The little boy's tears fell like broken beads, and he was very sad, but no one around him was willing to step forward and say a word for him.

In children's budding social consciousness, they don't know what is right and wrong. They only know that those who are different from others are heterogeneous, and they can laugh at them for fun.They don't care who the unlucky ghost is, they just know that there must be such a person to isolate and show their unity and strength.

This is the naive cruelty of children, and those who are bullied by this kind of cruelty at this age are often those who do not blend in with the group.For example, children who are quiet and not talkative, girls who are very tall, and children of migrant workers who come to the city to go to school like Xu Mingyu.

They are labeled differently by the adults around them. Even if those adults do not intend to, they still subconsciously distinguish such children from their own children, and warn the children not to have too much contact with "those children".Over time, in the young minds of other children, the idea that they are different from us and it is okay to bully them.

Xu Mingyu's life in elementary school and junior high school was like this. Until he entered high school, he came here in this atmosphere of being excluded and isolated.He went back and cried to his parents, who were too busy working to make a living and couldn't understand his pain, which still belonged to a child.

Over time, Xu Mingyu gradually had the idea that he was abandoned.

It seemed that all the happiness and joy in this world did not belong to him.

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"This gentleman."

Just as Lao Yu got up from the ground, he heard a cold voice.

"Mr. Xiao Wang just said that you are a reporter, is that true?"

It was Chen Qiuju who was asking the question, and she was looking at Old Yu with suspicion and guard in her eyes.

Several other people also looked over one after another, with unkind eyes.Lao Yu groaned in his heart, if this suspicion is not resolved today, whether he can leave here safely is still a question.

However, ginger is still old and spicy.Facing the intimidating eyes of several people, Lao Yu pretended to be confused.

"Yes, Old Yu is indeed a reporter, but what's the matter?"

His rhetorical question stunned Chen Qiuju and the others.

"I'm a reporter now and I used to be Mr. Zhong's neighbor. It doesn't matter. If I become a reporter, can I not be Mr. Zhong's old neighbor?" Old Yu was filled with indignation. I came to see Mr. Zhong for other reasons, thinking that I was going to make news about Mr. Zhong. Although I am short of money, I am not short of conscience."

What he said was so plausible that Chen Qiuju and the others felt ashamed. No one could doubt the intentions of such a righteous person.No, it should be said that no one would have imagined that there would be someone like Lao Yu who could tell lies as if they were digging out their heart and soul.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became a little awkward, but no one doubted Old Yu's purpose anymore.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Mr. Yu." Chen Qiuju apologized: "Too many things have happened in the past few days, and some of us are panicked, and your career is more sensitive."

"I'm a reporter just to make a living. Is there something wrong with my profession?"

"That's right, that's right, we thought too much, I'm really sorry."

After comforting for a long time, Chen Qiuju finally comforted Lao Yu who was furious because of being "wronged".Old Yu ignored the past, and asked bluntly: "I don't blame you, but I don't understand what happened to Bai, and forced you to be like this?"

"Hey, it's a long story." Chen Qiuju sighed, a girl in her early twenties seemed to be 20 years older in an instant. "Let's go to the garbage dump first to see if there is anything left in the package."

"Well, yes! First go, first go."

A group of people went to the garbage dump, searched and searched again and again, except for a broken box with chicken blood, they never found anything of value.Seeing that everyone looked disappointed and relieved, Lao Yu secretly thought there was something going on, and asked aloud. "Niece, what happened? Why did someone make trouble on the day of Zhong Lao's burial? Can you explain to me?"

"We are not very clear about this matter." Chen Qiuju exchanged glances with the others, "I don't have a clue to figure it out, but today's funeral has to be postponed."

"Of course." Cong Rong snorted coldly, "How can grandpa be cremated under such circumstances? I don't worry about that sneaky guy who hides behind.

"I, I'm not worried, so let's postpone it. Do you want to tell the funeral home?" Xu Mingyu suggested.

"Grandpa has worked hard all his life, why can't he rest in peace after death." Chen Qiuju's eyes were flushed, "Who is doing these things? What is he doing for?"

Old Yu opened his mouth, wanting to ask her exactly what happened, and what was written in that threatening letter?

"Don't think about it any more." Another young man who had been silently following behind them finally spoke. "We just have to be patient and the answers will come out."

Looking at the young man who interrupted him, Lao Yu felt dissatisfied and asked, "Is this also a student sponsored by Mr. Zhong?"

"I'm not." Before Chen Qiuju could reply, the young man spoke up. "I'm just like you, just one of the people Zhong Yuyi once helped."

"Oh... oh, so that's how it is." Old Yu smiled sarcastically, he could obviously feel the hostility of this person towards him, this young man is not as easy to fool as Chen Qiuju and the others, he must have experienced in society.

"That's all for today. I'll go and tell the staff of the funeral home that you guys go back first." The unknown young man turned and left, not intending to stay here any longer and be sentimental with other people.Compared with Chen Qiuju and the others, he felt more out of place in the crowd.

Lao Yu kept staring at his leaving back, thoughtful.

Turning the corner and leaving early, the unknown young man saw Wang Chen who was still standing in the backyard, and asked with a frown.

"Why are you still here?"

Wang Chen replied with a smile, "Why can't I be here? I work here aboveboard. I didn't expect to meet you here." He stared at the young man, feeling if there was any change in him. "The last time we said goodbye, I didn't expect to meet again so soon, Ji Xuan."

It turned out that the young man who mingled among Chen Qiuju and the others and rarely spoke was actually Ji Xuan.

I don't know what tricks this demon king candidate used this time to get involved in this kind of thing.Ji Xuan has always been good at hiding his aura, as long as he doesn't want to, even William can't easily find him.If it wasn't for opening the door and seeing it just now, Wang Chen would not have known that this monster would be mixed in the funeral procession for Zhong Yuyi.

These days, monsters like to play lurking?

"I just wanted to take a look at Zhong Yuyi, but I didn't expect him to be dead." Unexpectedly, Ji Xuan answered. "And he was also killed by someone's soul."

Wang Chen was stunned. "Soul capture? Is it the same as what happened to Zhang Sufen last time?"

Ji Xuan nodded with a worried expression. "There are monsters that collect this special human soul on purpose. But I don't know why he collects Zhong Yuyi's soul. Zhong Yuyi is just an ordinary person." Or rather, an ordinary good person.

Wang Chen frowned, he suddenly remembered an incident not long ago.In Zhou Zimu's incident, the soul of his younger brother Li Mingyi also disappeared.The same situation happened repeatedly. Could it be that Li Mingyi's soul was also taken away by that monster?Why did he take these away?

Ji Xuandao: "I just wanted to find out who took Zhong Yuyi's soul, but I didn't think it would involve another matter." He stretched out his hand to Wang Chen, "Believe me."

"What letter?" Wang Chen didn't know what it looked like.

"There should be a letter along with the threatened package." Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes at him, "You can fool them, but don't try to hide it from me. This kind of thing happened, it shows that there must be something hidden behind Zhong Yuyi. Sending it here on the day of the funeral cremation is not just sending a bloody chicken, there must be something else."

Wang Chen stared at him for a while, then sighed helplessly.

"Should all the current monsters change jobs and become detectives?"

"Letter." Ji Xuan was impatient with his nonsense. "To give or not to give?"

"Oh." Wang Chen smiled, "No."

Seeing that the temperature of Ji Xuan's body immediately dropped several degrees, he continued: "However, I can let you go with me."

Ji Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Go together?"

Wang Chen slowly pulled out an envelope from his arms, "This is a letter with the address written on it, asking to meet and negotiate. The time is tonight. I wanted to go and see it alone. Now, do you want to come together?" ?”

Ji Xuan was silent.

It was Liu Tao, who had been ignored by them, interjected pitifully: "No, boss! If the housekeeper finds out that you stayed with this monster, I will lose a layer of skin after I go back."

Ji Xuan was very dissatisfied that someone regarded him as a pest and couldn't avoid him?

"I go."

Wang Chen was satisfied, so he said to Liu Tao: "If you are afraid, you can go with us too. By the way, call another demon to accompany you to relieve boredom." He turned to Ji Xuan and said, "Your birdman subordinate is here. Is it nearby? Can you tell him that my little pet misses him. "

"No—boss, I don't miss that birdman at all, really!"

Hearing Liu Tao's wailing, Ji Xuan nodded happily.

"Okay, I'll call him here and we'll go together at night."

In the small courtyard, Liu Tao's wailing sounded, and the two monsters looked at each other happily and smiled.

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Being chased and beaten back home again, Xu Mingyu drove home with his head down, enduring the tears in his eyes.The clothes on his body were covered with mud, and the people he met on the road avoided this dirty child.

Xu Mingyu was sobbing, his little heart was full of sadness.It was less than ten years since he came to this world, but in these ten years, he hadn't lived a few happy days.He thought, what's the point of living like this, no one likes him, no one gets close to him, and his parents are always too busy not to be by his side.It's so sad, so uncomfortable, he doesn't want to live this kind of life anymore!

Kicking over a soda can in front of him as if venting his anger, Xu Mingyu could only lose his temper at these inanimate things.The bottle was kicked far away by him and turned several times on the ground.

A pair of rough and withered hands picked up the bottle not far away.Xu Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, and looked over with some fear.He saw an old man with wrinkled face like a mummy.

"Me! I didn't mean to—"

"Thank you, little boy." The old man raised his back with difficulty, "Thank you for helping me kick the jar over. You helped me a lot. I am too old to bend down."

Xu Mingyu was stunned, "I, I'm not helping..." Seeing the warm smile in the old man's eyes, he changed his words immediately. "Let me help you pick up the other bottles too!"

Seeing Xu Mingyu busy around, helping to pick up bottles and cans, the old man smiled from ear to ear. "Little baby is kind, little baby is so good. Grandpa will treat you to candy later. You don't have to work hard. Grandpa will pick it up by himself."

Being praised for the first time, Xu Mingyu blushed with excitement.He stuffed the bottles and jars into the old man's broken sack, raised his face and asked. "Am I really good, am I not dirty and smelly?"

The old man laughed loudly, "I am dirtier and smellier than you, of course you are obedient, sweet little baby."

Xu Mingyu was very happy. This was the first time he felt that he was still useful and liked by others.

"Grandpa, I'll help you pick up bottles every day from now on."

"No need, baby, you go to study, grandpa doesn't want your help."

"Then I'll read a good book, and then come over and help grandpa pick up the bottle!"

One old and one young, the simple and immature dialogue radiates warmth in the winter.Big hands hold small hands, the old and the immature, but the hearts of the two generations are tightly together.

This grandpa has been shouted for more than ten years, until the years are old and people have fallen into the urn.