Agen didn't care, and I listened with a dizzy sound.

The section of printing bloody handprints on the door wall actually appears in the first chapter of Mr. Jin Yong's novel "The Condor Heroes", which is the murderous habit of the sad Taoist aunt Li Mochou, and it is also a confident declaration of strength. However, in the real world of witchcraft, this kind of bloody handprint is actually real, and this earliest history extends to the early tribal cottage period in southern Xinjiang. At that time, manpower was the real resource, and it was not good to kill indiscriminately, and if there was a grudge between two villages or tribes with priests such as sorcerers and priests, they would print a bloody handprint at the entrance of the other village, by the well, or next to the house, as a warning.

Then the two sides fight, the loser loses and the person dies, and the winner gets the population and property.

This bloody handprint, throwing white gloves when dueling with two Western gentlemen, is a principle.

However, the difference is that the magic of witchcraft has always been very good at head-on conflict, and most of the Gu practitioners will not show up from beginning to end.

This is my arrogant uncle challenging me.

At that time, I was still lying in the hospital, although I had started to do some rehabilitation training, but it was a fantasy to say that I was going to fight Gu alive. To tell you the truth, if possible, I'd rather give that broken book to Uncle Cheap for peace. However, the world is often not so simple, I hand it over to him, he will think about the above content as if I will too, will I retaliate against him, if it is revenge, why not cut the grass and eradicate the roots first, but this trouble......

Well, there was no grudge or grudge, but now it is necessary to kill, this is the chain of suspicion, the weakness of human nature.

I thought about it for a while, and immediately called the miscellaneous hairy trail who didn't know where the road was, and asked him to help me go to the store to take care of it. The voice on the other end of the phone was slightly noisy, and a woman's voice came from time to time, but he was also cheerful and immediately agreed, but he said that he had been a little tight recently.

I said okay, I'll give you 10,000 to spend first. He was happy and said that my money was well spent, and it was too profitable to ask him to be a bodyguard like a high-ranking person.

I hung up the phone with Officer Ouyang again and informed him of the situation.

In the evening, Mr. Li transferred me to a senior ward, a private room, next to his daughter Xuerui. I didn't refuse, I enjoyed it in peace, and when he talked to me about the payment at night, I excused myself, saying that it was not necessary, it was just a gesture, and that Cherry's condition did not improve immediately. He said no more, holding my hand tightly.

I was very worried about the uncle who was lurking in the shadows, and although I still did not know his name and where he came from, he had succeeded in planting a barb in my heart, and I was restless, like a fish in my throat. I'm wondering, it's been so many days, does this old guy know that I'm in the hospital? Why don't you come to me directly, but go to my store and print some bloody handprints?

In the evening, Xiaomei still came to bring me food, this time she cooked a light white fungus lotus seed soup, I told her not to come over these days, she ignored it, and said with a smile Is it the little daughter of the big boss, I said how can there be, her breasts are not as big as yours. Xiaomei blushed and turned her head away from speaking. I also said this smoothly, as soon as the words came out, I felt that I was too Meng Lang, and hurriedly apologized, she turned back to stare at me, and suddenly asked Do you like me? I stammered for a while, and I said that you are so beautiful, I naturally like it......

I didn't say anything, but she immediately hugged me tightly. She was soft and plump, her loose hair smelled of shampoo, she buried her head in my chest, sobbed, and cried, and in a few moments, the hospital gown on my chest was wet. This cry made my heart cry soft, like a paper towel soaked in water.

After that, we didn't speak, and snuggled quietly.

Xiaomei said the feelings that had accumulated in her heart for a long time, and had the courage to put them into action, at that moment, she was probably happy; And I, such a kind and familiar beautiful girl into my arms, feeling her fiery feelings and good smell, a feeling of being cared for and expected by others arises spontaneously, so that I am unwilling to give up, at that moment, I think I should also be happy.

However, if I can turn back my life, I would rather be ruthless at that time and cut off the roots of my love and Xiaomei's love.

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For a few days, I watched carefully, but the old guy who claimed to be my uncle seemed to have disappeared.

The police investigation is still continuing, but the movement is getting smaller and smaller, Dongguan is a city with a floating population of one million, and it is difficult to find a person in such a dense area, after all, he is not a Class A wanted criminal named by the Ministry of Public Security. Life goes on, just like the scenes in some TV dramas, where a city goes from dark and silent to brilliant in just a few seconds.

Xue Rui, a Hong Kong girl next door to me, her condition began to improve, and after several days of continuous excretion of some toxins, she did not have diarrhea again on the fourth day, the Gu poison was gone, her spirit was much better, and her appetite increased a lot. Mr. Lee was very busy with business and returned to Hong Kong on the fifth day after making sure that his daughter was basically fine. Although Mrs. Li complained, the smile on her face grew. She would often come to my place to sit down and talk for a while and ask questions about it. If I can answer, I will answer, and if I can't, I will avoid talking about it.

Mrs. Li talked about her daughter a lot, she said that her daughter was originally a lively and cheerful character, and she had always been naughty and mischievous, like a boy, but since she was hit by this head, her personality has changed greatly, she has become timid and sensitive, and she has suffered from a slight depression, and due to the weakening of her physical functions, her vision has become more and more declining and degenerate, and she can only see objects in front of her. She asked me to get in touch with her daughter more and encourage her to support her.

I said yes, but whenever I went to the door, when Sherry saw me, she turned her head and didn't speak.

Xiao Nizi probably remembered the miserable situation of her family that day, and she was shy.

Seeing her at the age of sixteen, I couldn't help but think of myself back then, at that time I was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, a person with a few hundred yuan, ran to the south to seek refuge in the township, but the address was wrong, a poor boy from the countryside walked through the bustling city, timid and scared, didn't dare to speak, wearing a shabby school uniform (at that time, I was actually wearing a school uniform, wonderful, right?). Like a stray dog in the city, lonely and helpless......

Those days were really unforgettable, but it was also at that time that I was strong in my character.

Later, I saw that in Hong Kong and Taiwan TV dramas or gossip magazines, the sixteen-year-old girl even changed her boyfriend several times, and her private life was rotten, and she felt more and more stupid and naïve, and had never seen the world. But now, seeing Sherry's pure and flawless eyes, I can't give birth to such thoughts.

There are all kinds of people in this world, and it is probably not fair to generalize, right?

Neither of us spoke, so I recited the scriptures to her. My MP4 has been brought over by the miscellaneous trail that temporarily lives in my house, and my memory has improved, and I am already familiar with reading, but I still like the feeling of reading, and I know the new. Luo Eighteen, the annotator of "The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains", has learned a lot of miscellaneous things, and there are also Buddhist scriptures, which are incomplete and taken out of context, so what I read before is also copied. At this moment, she thought it was funny, she didn't speak, her yellowish eyes stared at me, shiny.

As I recited the scriptures, I felt itchy on my cheeks, and the scratches on my face had scabbed over and were coming off.

Like my uncle, both have a left face, and I am honored to join the ranks of the scar world as a fierce man.

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The relationship with Xiaomei is progressing very quickly, and in a sense, it should be said that it is a matter of course.

Xiaomei came to the hospital more and more often, fortunately, in November, the business of the jewelry store has entered the off-season, Agen will not say anything, our candy is also sent by Xiaomei to everyone, many people bring blessings, and there is jealousy that day. I'm still semi-crippled, but I'm able to take care of myself and go to the bathroom without anyone helping me. A single room for one person is actually very good, at least I won't worry about the exposure of the Golden Silkworm Gu and Duoduo.

If you want to say that this period of time is the happiest, you have to say that it is Duoduo.

The little one has been nourished by the immortal beings of the hospital, and has grown up strongly. If nothing else, the main thing is that she can pick up the fruit knife. The weight of a fruit knife is not heavier than a broom, but the meaning is different.

"Chinese and Vietnamese" talks about "soldiers, murder weapons", nine out of ten souls can confuse people's souls, but not necessarily one percent can hold the will of the soul, why, people are yang, ghosts are yin, and those who are determined to be steadfast never fear, and will not encounter ghosts, only those who are uneasy in their hearts are often confused. Ghosts have the weakness of human nature, in fact, they are more afraid of real death, instinctively afraid of sword soldiers, often the warriors who come down from the battlefield, the murderers who have killed people, and the butchers, the murderous aura on their bodies can suppress the ghosts. However, there are always ghosts that can transcend instinctive fear, and such ghosts are called fierce ghosts, fierce ghosts, or ...... Ghosts.

I'm very happy, because Duoduo's back-beating kung fu finally has strength, priority, almost like ordinary people.

Time has passed for another week, I really want to use "time to ren" or "white horse gap" to describe the leisurely days, if people are idle, the heart will move, always think about some exciting and surprising things happen, but really something, will be extremely nostalgic for that calm and beautiful days.

Just when I thought that the matter was over, that the bloody handprint was just a joke, that life was like water, slowly flowing eastward, one evening, I received a strange phone call, and there was still an old man's deep voice on the other end of the phone: "Do you think this is really the end of the matter?" ”

When I received the call, I was reciting an excerpt from the Vajrasattva Mantra to Sherry, "In the future, even if we are in trouble, we will never create any negative karma, pray that you will look at us with compassion and give us liberation with gentle hands". I said coldly, that I had burned the book to ashes as my grandmother had instructed. If you want the solution to the ape corpse, I will tell you immediately, I just ask you not to be unforgiving - I am not a person in your circle, my wife and children are hot on the kang, and I want the life of a rich and noble people.

He snorted and sneered, saying that now the police are looking for him in the world, can he let me go?

I didn't speak, but I was afraid that I would anger him and make some dangerous moves. When he saw that I didn't speak, he laughed, this laughter was so terrible that it made people feel chilled when he heard it, he said two words, and hung up the phone.

The first sentence is that the monkey he brought with him died, and he was killed by the police.

The second sentence is that my wife is where he is, let me think about it, is "The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains" ruined?

I was holding my phone, and I was going to crush it.