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I leaned back in the wicker chair and looked down at the portrait, my face gloomy as if it was about to rain.

Unlike the previous ones, the two portraits painted this time are not just portraits of the head, but also of the whole body.

The one on the left, with a leather jacket and jeans, is neatly dressed and has a well-defined face, with one eyebrow raised high.

I've always thought I didn't have much talent for drawing, but this few scribbles are very expressive.

This person is Zhao Qi.

The man on the right is kneeling on the ground with his hands behind his back.

This person's face is as young as Zhao Qi, however, he is wearing a long robe from the Republic of China.

It looked like this man was about thirty or forty years old, and although his face should have seemed unfamiliar to me, in my mind, I quickly merged this face with another face.

It was an old and quiet face, with no kindness to speak of, only a strong feeling that he was always on top and in control.

After a long time, I took out the black-and-white photo that Xu Ronghua left for me, tapped the most mysterious boss in the photo with my finger, and slowly moved my finger to land on the kneeling portrait I had drawn.

"It's you...... Du Han Zhong! ”

"How could it be you? How could it be you? ”

As much as I tried to keep myself calm, my mind became more and more chaotic.

Du Hanzhong is already very old, but his real age is still not the same as the age of the photo.

But why did I already think in my mind that the moon-white robe that was attached to Zhao Qi and manipulated him and killed Wei Wuying was Du Hanzhong?

Also, in reality, on the fourth floor of the Hongtu Building, there is indeed a so-called Far Eastern Hizhi Shrine.

The mirror world created by the mirror spirit is always based on reality.

For example, you have to know someone to be in your 'life' in the mirrored world.

Things and scenes are the same, that's why Dou Dabao and I will enter another shrine on the other side of the mirror world, opposite 401 on the fourth floor.

In that shrine, what is enshrined is a clay sculpture of Lao Yin.

In reality, the shrine of 401 is enshrined in the tablets of more than a dozen Japanese officers of World War II, as well as ...... The tablet of the Duhan Bell.

There is definitely a difference between reality and the world in the mirror, but why aren't the two shrines dedicated to the same person......

I took out a cigarette and bit it in my mouth, and just as I lit it, it suddenly felt like a pair of eyes were peering at me in the dark.

After a glance at my feelings, I couldn't help but be stunned, put down the cigarette and lighter, walked to the staircase, opened the door and looked at the backyard, and then raised my eyes to look up.

tiptoed upstairs, Xu Jie was still sleeping.

She slept soundly, just...... The way she sleeps today, what's ...... Why is it a little different from before?

"Xu Qiu, you're thinking too much. If you continue like this, you'll go crazy if you don't die of exhaustion. ”

I said a word to myself in my heart, retreated downstairs, and looked at the time, it was not yet five watches.

What Jinghai said before getting out of the car may not be credible, but I can only choose to believe it.

Because only he can save the blind.

Time is running out, don't delay.

I found the first scroll of the ghost doctor's technique and put it in my backpack along with the tin box.

After thinking about it, he walked to the niche where the clay doll was enshrined, glanced at the mud doll with a big back, squatted down, and opened the cabinet under the niche.

I don't know if it's boring, since Pan Ying reshaped this clay doll, every time I go to the supermarket and convenience store, when I check out, I always come back with some candy or something at the cashier.

Every time I take it back, I put it underneath this.

After a long time, before I knew it, half a cabinet of all kinds of candy had been piled up.

I raised my eyes and looked at the clay doll above, and whispered: "Take as much as you eat in the future, and take it out and dispose of it with the lunar moon, so as not to occupy space." ”

"Good...... Good dripping ......"

There was a childish response from above, but it was not Chacha, but the lunar moon.

The little guy didn't know what he was doing, he seemed to be out of breath.

I twisted my eyebrows and whispered:

"I'll take something, and you'll clean it up after you get back."

This time the mud doll didn't respond, and I didn't bother to care, so I picked up the candy on the bottom layer and took out a dark pig iron Buddha.

That time, he killed Du Luming in the big house and brought back this Iron Buddha, which was originally placed in the cabinet upstairs.

But after Xu Jie came back, she kept saying that she couldn't sleep well. He said that every night when he slept until the second half of the night, he heard the sound of chanting.

So, I moved the Iron Buddha downstairs and put it under the niche.

Xu Ronghua said last time that things that do not belong to the Yang world can be stored in the post station.

Jinghai said that this iron Buddha is the Yin Buddha, so don't put it at home.

Even if it's a yin, so what? Who doesn't want their home to be clean?

Pubic putting the pubic at home? That Tang Xi is the makeup artist in the crematorium, does she have to ...... the dead body

"Phew! Other people's children are almost ready to make soy sauce, and you're still worried about it! I whispered and moved the Iron Buddha to the counter.

Looking left and right, he simply packed the ghost bottle dug up by the blind man's house, and finally glanced upstairs, opened the door and walked out.

……

"Are you really so generous? Will you show me this medical book? Jinghai took the tin box containing the tattered book and asked incredulously.

"I told you, I gave it to you." I pointed to the Iron Buddha on the counter, "And this, you can take it if you want, I really don't know what they are for." ”

Jing Hai's eyes rolled, he took a step forward, and asked in a yin or yang voice:

"What would you do if one day you knew what they were for, and that they were of great use?"

"I won't come back for what I gave you, and if that day comes, I'll ask you for help."

"!"

Jing Hai spat on the ground, pinched the cuffs of his leather coat, and rubbed his sleeves on his bald head, "Okay, I'll keep these two things for you first." I don't promise that things will come back to you, but they will be used to the fullest. ”

"Well, the blind man's business, you bother."

I nodded, looked at the time, glanced at the staircase again, and turned to leave.

"The hour hasn't come yet, what are you anxious about?"

Hearing the voice coming from behind me, I suddenly turned around and saw the man in black...... Xu Ronghua didn't know when he appeared above the stairs.

He walked slowly downstairs with his hands behind his back, walked to the table in the corner, sat down with his back to the door, and said slowly:

"There's still time, what do you want to ask me?"

I was stunned, gritted my teeth, and shook my head: "Hehe, I'm not familiar with you, and I'm never used to asking strangers questions." ”

"You ......"

"I admit that you are my father, but please respect me! For as long as I can remember, in my life, there have only been grandfathers and third grandfathers...... Dongjiazhuang's fool! ”

Xu Ronghua sighed: "You are running away from ......"

"He's not!" Jinghai suddenly interjected, and while flipping through the broken book, he said without squinting: "He is a good boy, he will never run away from what he should face." You say that he escapes, so it is better to reflect on what you have done.

Everyone has their own goals to pursue, don't take it for granted, let alone impose what you are looking for on others. Remember, reincarnation is not something he can choose, and many things are imposed on him by your self-righteousness.

I can't quite guess the relationship between you, but I like this kid. From today on, whoever dares to calculate him again will be the Buddha's sworn enemy. I, Long Jinghai, have never been the same! ”

"Long Jinghai!" Xu Ronghua turned his head sharply.