hell [suspense]

Ye Yu sighed heavily.

Watching from the sidelines, as if staying out of the way, Zhu Che took a few steps forward with a pale face, and said to the big guy in a hoarse voice: "My brother and I have depended on each other for many years. Earlier, my brother left me and walked alone, leaving me here alone. It is very pitiful to be lonely and helpless in this world, so I pray to the Bodhisattva, as long as my brother can come back and live with me again, I would rather lose ten years of my life."

Some villagers sighed, some shook their heads, and some comforted Zhu Che. Zhu Che kept thanking the villagers. Tell Zhu Che, let him "they" feel free to go to them if they have something to do in the future, and they will definitely help.

Ye Yu pursed his lips tightly, the previous speechlessness and doubts on his face were gone at this moment, his face was naturally kind and smiling, which was very pleasing, but once he became serious, the lines on his face would become more rigid and even There are eyes, which are slightly squinted, without a trace of warmth, and said in a cold voice: "It's really interesting."

Qin Yan couldn't help reaching out and wrapping his arms around Ye Yu's shoulders. This was a soothing gesture, and it also meant that Qin Yan restrained Ye Yu's movements: "Don't be impulsive."

Ye Yu folded his arms around his chest and chuckled, "I'm not impulsive."

Ye Yu is extroverted and has a good temper. Since he was a child, Ye Yu was beaten by his parents because of his excessive naughtiness, or was injured in a fight with his friends. He was always smiling. In his words, "Life is a game. It's great to have fun", so Ye Yu's popularity is so good that even Qin Yan can't keep up with him.

But having a good temper doesn't mean you have no temper.

Ye Yu doesn't have a noble sense of justice, some justice is just nice to say, but Zhu Che's actions are so weird, using the absolute trust of the villagers who care about him to achieve some unspeakable goals, this makes Ye Yu very accurate.

"The Bodhisattva really heard my begging and sent my brother back to me." Zhu Che grinned, but his face was too pale, and his lips were too dry and cracked to ooze traces of blood. A bit scary, "My brother's body has been buried in the ground, it doesn't matter, my brother and I share the same body, and we can live together again in the future."

What Zhu Che said was so logical, it not only showed the deep brotherhood, but also explained to the villagers why some of his habits and behaviors changed. Che, no villagers will find it strange, and the villagers will default to Zhu Che as a combination of Da Zhu and Xiao Zhu. If he does something, everyone will only guess "Is it Da Zhu or Xiao Zhu?" I feel there is something else behind it.

Ye Yu and Qin Yan hid behind the crowd, and Zhu Che thanked the villagers constantly appeared in his black pupils. He didn't bother to figure out how deep the relationship between the two brothers of the Zhu family was. Everyone showed his gratitude. Some of the villagers congratulated and some were surprised, but everyone was really happy for Zhu Che. In the yard, the scene was moving and harmonious, even a little beaming.

There were more and more villagers, all of whom heard the news and rushed over to see the situation. Ye Yu and Qin Yan were pushed out of the yard, so they had to go back first before making plans.

Before leaving, Ye Yu looked back again, Zhu Che had already entered the house, and there were many villagers around outside, Ye Yu couldn't see Zhu Che's figure, but he squinted his eyes and made up his mind.

Since he was upset, he wouldn't let Zhu Che, who caused this incident, be happy, and everything would be fine if he didn't hide it from the villagers. It was a good idea.

On the way back, Qin Yan kept observing Ye Yu beside him, um, his mouth was closed tightly, his eyes were fixed on the ground, his arms were close to his thighs, and the range of walking did not drive his arms to swing up, looking a bit stiff and mechanical—this means Ye Yu was in a state of high tension thinking, and his mind was running at high speed.

Qin Yan didn't bother him, Ye Yu would be so concerned about this matter, apart from his own doubts about Zhu Qing's sudden death, the greater reason is that he likes the uncle, the villagers, and the people in this village who help each other. The friendly and loving atmosphere, although I don't know what Zhu Che's purpose is, but Ye Yu is definitely upset.

So, they probably have to stay here until they figure it out before going home.

Qin Yan made a good guess. Ye Yu went through all the information he had seen since the first time he saw Zhu Che in his mind as he walked - Zhu Che went to the uncle's house to deliver live fish; After checking next door, they found out that Zhu Qing died unexpectedly; then when they came back from the northwest to collect the bill, the uncle told them that Zhu Che had become very strange and had a lot of Zhu Qing's habits; Scared enough to choke.

Finally, today, Wang Po, who is deeply trusted by the villagers, announced that Zhu Qing's soul has returned, and she will share the same body with her younger brother Zhu Che...

The rhythm is right, the logic of the whole thing is complete, it seems reasonable, and judging from the appearance of the villagers, most of them have accepted it.

Of course, the premise is that there is such a thing as a soul residing in someone's body, and Ye Yu absolutely does not believe it.

"Qin Yan."

"I think..." At the door of the uncle's house, Qin Yan decided to discuss the result of his thinking with Ye Yu. As soon as he spoke, he heard Ye Yu speak at the same time. He stopped and looked to the side, "You talk first."

Ye Yu smiled: "Do you believe what Zhu Che said?"

Qin Yan: "What do you think?"

"I don't believe it, and you certainly don't believe it, but the villagers all believe it." Ye Yu stretched out his hand and opened the fence door surrounding the courtyard, and walked slowly with Qin Yan, "You and I have seen it today, and everyone will believe it. The role of Wang Po is very important."

"Is there a problem with Wang Po?"

Wang Po is very old, and when she talks and looks at people, she always lowers her eyelids. If you don't observe her eyes closely, you can hardly see her eyeballs, so people can't study her eyes. I just don't know if it is natural after getting old, or it is intentional. Make a mysterious gesture.

"The words Zhu Che said later told everyone that he and Zhu Qing had a deep relationship and could not be separated. Zhu Qing had already died and buried in the earth. His soul would come back to live with his younger brother. There was only one person in Zhu Che's body who could 'borrow' him. Way." Ye Yu was very organized, obviously thinking a lot on the way back, "If Zhu Che said this by himself, how many people do you think would believe it?"

Qin Yan doesn't know how many people will believe it. He doesn't know the villagers, but he can be sure. Today, after she fainted and was unable to recover, she said through the mouth of Wang Po to convince the villagers: "You doubt Wang Po and Zhu Che agreed in advance?"

"I can't tell if it's not in advance, but the reason Wang Po told the villagers coincided with Zhu Che's strange behavior earlier, such a coincidence."

Ye Yu looked around and saw that there was no hot water in the uncle's house. He went to the yard to light a fire and prepared to boil water for preparation. The weather was really cold. After a while, the uncle and aunt should want to drink a cup of hot tea: "I don't believe there is such a good coincide."

While talking, Ye Yu added more firewood, don't look at him as the only son of a wealthy family, because he was out in the wild since he was a child, and he couldn't help him with cooking and cooking. Put the copper pot full of well water on the fire: "At Zhu's house, you frowned twice after taking Zhu Che's pulse. What did you find?"

Ye Yu squatted beside the fire, waiting for the water to boil to keep warm. He looked at Qin Yan in surprise, "You know that I frowned? Old Qin, do you care about me so much?"

"..." Qin Yan stared at the flames expressionlessly, probably too close to the fire, he felt his cheeks were hot, "It's just a coincidence."

"Oh~~~" Ye Yu intentionally drew the tone, squatted on the ground with a smile and moved towards Qin Yan. After the two shoulders were close together, Ye Yu continued, "After I checked his pulse, I found that he had some symptoms. He was born with a self-contained disease, not serious, but he just didn’t wake up, I pinched his acupuncture points, Zhu Che’s hands moved, but he still didn’t wake up.”

"You told the villagers that there was something wrong with him because they didn't diagnose him, and you wanted to see what the hell he was doing?"

Ye Yu nodded, and continued to add some firewood to the fire: "The words Wang Po said later, and thinking about the reason why Zhu Che fainted, are very reasonable."

After a pause, Ye Yu continued, "Also, when I carried Zhu Che into the room, I wiped his face with a wet towel to see what he had painted on his lips so red."

Qin Yan remembered that at that time Ye Yu said that Zhu Che's face was dirty with a lot of dust, and he twisted a wet towel to wipe his face very attentively. There may be some special emotion, but when Ye Yu bent down to wipe his face, his eyes were focused and his movements were so gentle, Qin Yan simply went out the door without seeing.

Ye Yu didn't expect Qin Yan to answer him at all, and answered by himself: "It's lip balm."

Qin Yan doesn't know much about makeup, but he has a mother and a sister: "Is it the one that the girls used to paint on their lips?"

"Hmm." Ye Yu smiled inexplicably, full of deep meaning, "It's that thing, I'm sure."

Qin Yan rubbed his arms, not knowing why he felt goosebumps appearing, and felt a little chilly.

"So, my idea is that besides Zhu Che, Wang Po may know something too." The water in the copper pot began to boil, and bubbles of different sizes rolled from the bottom of the pot to the surface of the water, murmuring very lively, Ye Yu stood up and stamped his feet, his legs were numb after squatting for a long time, and he was about to take out the teapot to make tea, "I've finished what I want to say, it's your turn."

Qin Yan picked up the copper pot and watched Ye Yu bring out the teapot and pour boiling water into it. The two cooperated tacitly, focusing on the hot water and copper pot at hand, and no one spoke for the time being.

After the water was boiled and turned off, Qin Yan shook the water in his hand and said, "Didn't you suspect that something was wrong when Zhu Qing passed away? I asked uncle specifically two days ago, from his death to his burial, wish Che kept covering his whole body with a white cloth, and no one saw Zhu Qing's appearance."

Ye Yu was taken aback.