Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2407 The little yellow flower in the story

The cemetery was finally dug up, and what came out was indeed an empty coffin.

Gu Susu's body disappeared. Most likely, as Ma SIR2.0 speculated, her body was sacrificed to gain control over the [Heart-eating Gu] on Old Wang's body.

The two quickly reburied Gu Susu's grave and left.

Ma SIR2.0's face became more and more dignified, "Xiao Luo, do you know, I'm not surprised that Lao Wang wants to use power to gain some benefits for himself. If you compare things like power, No need means no.”

Xiao Luo SIR said: "Uncle Ma, you mean that there is something suspicious about the sub-bureau chief being the leader of the black forces in the Eastern District?"

Ma SIR2.0 shook his head and said: "I never believed that Lao Wang would be the leader of this black force... You see, Lao Wang is the son-in-law of the Wang family, and his back is the uncle of the Wang family. Luo Sha is also willing to lift him up... Sooner or later, Lao Wang will be able to become the first brother of the Huoyun police force, and he will rise to the top, isn't this better than the money he made by doing illegal and criminal things?"

"You suspect that the chief of the branch is being blackmailed, don't you?"

"Let's assume." Ma SIR2.0 said sternly: "Suppose someone knows Gu Susu's origin, and this person also knows that Old Wang was planted with [Heart-biting Gu]...and this person happens to have Seizing Gu The ability to control insects. Tell me, what kind of person is this person?"

"It may be from [Styx] ancient country." Little Luo SIR gave a conjecture according to Ma SIR2.0's speculation.

"If it is said that Lao Wang had no choice but to act as the leader of the black forces in the Eastern District under control, then many things can make sense...His suicide, his motivation to give up his future Wait...not good!" Ma SIR2.0 took a deep breath at this time and said: "This hidden black force has not disintegrated at all! We are going to scare the snake this time!"

After all, Ma SIR2.0 patted himself on the head fiercely: "The General Administration eliminated the corrupt elements in the sub-bureau, but at the same time allowed this black force to penetrate into a darker corner. Letting Lao Wang commit suicide is obviously an act of abandoning his car to protect his life." Handsome methods... These, it is even more difficult to find the black hands behind the scenes."

Little Luo SIR thought for a while and said, "Have you confessed anything to the people involved on the list who were taken away from the division?"

Ma SIR2.0 shook his head and said: "Unified caliber, it is said that Lao Wang instigated, all the charges have been pushed on Lao Wang, and Lao Wang has no proof. As for the materials provided by Liu, they also point to Lao Wang. ...It is an ironclad proof. Apart from the doubts about Lao Wang's death, it is very difficult to turn him over."

Xiao Luo SIR said: "There is one more person."

Ma SIR2.0 was stunned, and immediately reacted, "Yes, yes, how could I forget about this... The guy who attacked me! He didn't get caught this time! I'm going to make preparations... You first Go back and recharge your batteries! Tomorrow night, you will be the main force against that guy's forbidden weapon!"

They parted directly outside the cemetery. Ma SIR2.0 said that he was going to make some mysterious deployments, looking nervous, Xiao Luo SIR didn't even ask.

"By the way, I'll give this back to you!" Before parting, Ma SIR2.0 threw back the safety amulet, then took out a similar one from his collar, smiled and said: "Actually, I have one too. Your aunt begged for me!"

Xiao Luo SIR said abruptly: "Uncle Ma, if I have a chance, I can go to your house and pay a visit."

"Yes?" Ma SIR2.0 said without even thinking about it: "Come here if you want, and you are not an outsider."

"Drive slowly." Xiao Luo SIR suddenly said softly: "Don't rush when the light is about to turn yellow."

Ma SIR2.0 shrugged, waved his hand and drove away.

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Little Luo SIR did not leave the cemetery immediately, but waited for Ma SIR2.0 to go far before returning alone.

"You're not the police officer just now... why are you back again?"

In the cemetery, I saw a middle-aged thin man with pale face and red eyes, who seemed to be seriously ill, and raised his head in surprise.

This is the manager of the cemetery... or rather, the mausoleum guardian.

Ma SIR2.0 said that this person was in poor health because he lived in the cemetery for a long time... Most of the people who work here have difficulty dying well.

This has nothing to do with whether the person is a good person or not, it is purely caused by the environment... Moreover, people who stay in the cemetery for a long time will gradually become weird.

When he first arrived, the mausoleum guard didn't give Ma SIR2.0 any good looks. If he couldn't stand Ma SIR2.0's certificate, he might not be able to let him go.

"I accidentally soiled a cemetery just now." Little Luo SIR said with a slight smile, "I plan to come back and clean it up, and burn some paper treasures along the way... Do you have any paper treasures here?"

"No need." The mausoleum guard said indifferently: "You tell me it's the cemetery, I'll get it tomorrow, you go back. It's nothing, don't stay here for too long."

"It doesn't matter." Little Luo SIR said casually: "If you do it yourself, it will appear more sincere. Sir, just treat it as me seeking peace of mind."

The mausoleum guard couldn't help frowning, looked Xiao Luo SIR up and down, then pondered for a while, turned around, and said calmly: "Come with me."

When he walked a few steps, he would cough softly. Although it was light, the cough was loud in the dead of night.

The cemetery is really a very quiet place, so quiet that it seems that the ears can hear a slight [buzzing] resonance sound.

The mausoleum guard led Xiao Luo SIR to a small wooden house behind the management office, and after saying "wait a minute," he walked in by himself. Not long after, he walked out again with his things.

Buckets, small shovels, rags, water spoons... There are also some paper treasures and incense candles.

For the fee, I asked for 66 yuan, saying that it was just for auspiciousness.

"I'll let you go." But the mausoleum guard added a condition, which seemed to be his due diligence.

Little Luo SIR knew nothing about it, and after taking the things in his hand, he left the management with the tomb guard, and then walked all the way up the mountain.

Talk occasionally.

"Master, what's your name?"

"Just call me Uncle De."

"Uncle De, have you been in this cemetery for a long time?"

Uncle De, the keeper of the tomb, said casually, "It's been 30 or [-] years, so how long do you think it will be?"

"Are there many people who come here usually?" Little Luo SIR asked curiously again.

"Life and death are forbidden, Qingming and Chongyang Zhongyuan, there will always be some people coming." Uncle De said with a blank expression: "It's fine on weekdays, who comes to this kind of place... Why do you have so many questions? Where is the cemetery? "

"It's just ahead." Little Luo SIR casually pointed to the front...it was a place halfway up the mountainside. In the dark night, there seemed to be a faint light flashing in the direction indicated, "Did you see that? There."

Unexpectedly, Uncle De turned his face slightly at this time, and suddenly slapped the tool in Xiao Luo SIR's hand on the ground, "Go! I won't pick up customers today, I don't need you, go now... Get out!"

Uncle De's face was slightly ferocious at this time, and his face was bloodless, which made him look a bit like a ghost.

Xiao Luo SIR glanced at the paper money and paper treasures scattered on the ground, but said nothing, just squatted down, and slowly packed up the things.

"I told you to leave immediately! Did you understand?"

"I will leave." Little Luo SIR said softly, "But... you, do you really intend to let me go now?"

Uncle De frowned, frowning in astonishment.

I saw Xiao Luo SIR standing up slowly, slowly sweeping the dust off a paper dress in his hand, and said softly: "Uncle De, don't you plan to give this dress to her. "

clothes.

Uncle De subconsciously looked at the paper clothes that were used to burn the dead... This was just something he picked up from the warehouse. It was the most common and the worst product.

But at this time, this should be the worst thing, but in the hands of Xiaoluo SIR, it turned out to be like real clothes...incomparably soft, white and translucent.

"how come……"

"Come." Little Luo SIR said softly again.

This time, he was the one who led Uncle De to the halfway up the mountain.

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The surroundings are empty, except for a small tomb. On the back of the mountain, under a green pine tree, what you see in front of the tomb is not the prosperity of the fire clouds, but the mountains and the horizon farther away.

A bunch of small yellow flowers in front of the grave, fresh.

When Xiao Luo SIR and Uncle De arrived, a blue will-o'-the-wisp on the tombstone suddenly went out... It seemed that it was too late to hide, and it was always seen.

Uncle De couldn't help opening his mouth, his expression was sometimes serious, sometimes worried... sometimes fierce.

"Who are you?" After all, he couldn't help the worry in his heart, "You are not an ordinary police officer."

Little Luo Sir had already walked to the tomb, squatted down, and began to place paper treasures, "Uncle De, you will come here every day, right?"

"How do you know." Uncle De frowned, "Because of this bunch of little yellow flowers?"

Little Luo SIR shook his head and pointed to the grass beside him, "Because if these dry little yellow flowers weren't changed every day, there wouldn't be so many left here... I saw it when I was passing by just now."

"You observe carefully." Uncle De sneered, as if he had already made some preparations, he took a deep breath and said, "That's right! I will come here every day! I will come back in the future... If anyone stops me, I will I will be rude to anyone! Including you! I don't care who you are, but since you found out..."

A cold breath suddenly broke out on Uncle De's body.

His face became even paler, and his cheeks even collapsed in an instant, resembling a skeleton... Gradually, a mask of a wolf's head emerged from Uncle De's face.

This mask is similar to the feeling that [Black Dragon King's Claw] gave Xiaoluo SIR.

He couldn't help asking curiously: "Is this a forbidden tool?"

"Hmph!" Uncle De sneered, "It's been many years, but someone still forced me to take it out...If you want to blame, I'll blame you for being troublesome!"

Little Luo SIR shook his head, "Actually, I don't have many things, but I usually encounter troubles... I can't say it is good or bad. Besides, I don't mean anything... What are you worrying about, my identity as a policeman?"

The cold aura on Uncle De's body became more and more intense, and the halfway up the mountain was suddenly filled with the sound of all kinds of howling wolves, "I don't care about anything... anyone who disturbs her, I will die! That's all!"

Xiao Luo Sir said: "In Huoyun City, it is against the law to raise ghosts without authorization. Even if I didn't come here, sooner or later someone would find out here...Are you going to stay here for the rest of your life?"

"It's useless to say more." Uncle De took a deep breath, and under the wolf-head mask, his body instantly swelled up... He fell on the ground, and there was an extra layer of blue coat like a wolf on his body.

swoop!

A golden gossip appeared at Xiao Luo's feet at this time, Uncle De's body was instantly bounced aside by the gossip!

"This is... gossip?" Uncle De said in shock at this moment: "Who are you to Ye Yan?"

Xiao Luo SIR said: "Take off the mask, it won't do you any good...I can help you."

Uncle De gritted his teeth and resolutely swooped down again.

When he couldn't speak well, Xiao Luo SIR had no choice but to let go of the defense of gossip and turn around. Without any tricks, he grabbed Uncle De's terrifying claws with one hand, and then under Uncle De's suspicious gaze, he held him back. The wolf head mask on his face was torn off!
Halfway up the mountain, Uncle De suddenly let out a shrill scream!
The wolf-head mask actually has many threads like flesh threads, which are connected to Uncle De's face... completely symbiotic on Uncle De's face, tearing it off like this is like tearing human skin!

The wolf head mask was about to come off, as if he had a self-consciousness, the eyes of the wolf head suddenly lit up, and then a black shadow of a giant wolf emerged, baring its teeth and claws.

Little Luo SIR waved his hand expressionlessly.

A swipe of the palm, like a sharp sword, directly split the black shadow of the giant wolf in two, cut it open, and then the eyes of the wolf head mask instantly said secretly.

The gust of wind blowing halfway up the mountain disappeared instantly, and after a wolf howling sounded into the sky, everything returned to normal.

Uncle De collapsed powerlessly on the ground... On the ground, there was the wolf-head mask that had been completely peeled off, and it was beside him at this moment, and it had completely lost its luster.

Uncle De not only lost his mind for a long time.

After a long time, he subconsciously picked up the wolf head mask, then looked up at the young police officer in disbelief, "You... how did you do it..."

"Do you feel better now?" Little Luo SIR said with a smile, "I think we should be able to talk properly now."

Uncle De opened his mouth, and after a while, he breathed out slowly, looked at the mask in his hand with a complicated expression, and smiled wryly, "I never thought that I would have a day to get rid of it... I always thought , even if I die, it will be nailed to me. It feels, it feels like it has been a long time since I felt so relaxed."

He got up on his knees.

When the wolf-head mask was lost, he also lost most of his powerful strength, and he was weak now, as if the mountain wind could blow him down... But Uncle De didn't care.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Uncle De looked deeply at Xiao Luo SIR and asked.

"You, do you have a story?" Little Luo SIR asked softly.

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Uncle De threw the wolf-head mask on the ground casually, without the slightest bit of reluctance... What he discarded seemed to be just a waste product, even though it was once a forbidden item on the list.

Uncle De picked up the bucket at this time, walked slowly to the grave, and slowly wiped the dirty tombstone.

"There's nothing to say." Uncle De said indifferently: "It's just a young, aggressive guy who lost his family."

Uncle De's eyes gradually dimmed, "No. [-]? No. [-] is a good thing. For it, I kept challenging and became the first No. [-], but it was the second No. [-]. Gradually, I became afraid, and I even I dare not look back at the defeated guys behind me... I was thinking, when will they catch up?"

"Train, train, train... train."

"I still won that duel... I plan to stop taking the Asura path like this. No one can be invincible all the time."

"After that duel, I didn't have the slightest joy... because I was not by her side at the time. In order to win the duel, I retreated for several months. After the duel, I went home the first time, only to find that she was no longer there Yes. I thought she could take good care of herself, but why...why?"

Perhaps it was because of the removal of the mask.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault...it's really my fault."

Uncle De couldn't hide the pain in his heart at this time, he didn't burst into tears, but he was somewhat absent-minded and hoarse.

He wiped every corner of the tombstone obsessively, "I have stayed here every day for these years. I know that raising ghosts is a big taboo, and I know even more that it is not good for you...but I, but What can I do? I just want to see you again..."

"I don't want to be number one... I don't want to be strong..."

Some warm light began to flicker in Uncle De's hazy eyes, and Xiao Luo Sir was beside him, silently lighting the brazier for chemical treasures.

"Come." He looked at Uncle De, and handed the paper garment in his hand to Uncle De, "Here for you...for her."

Uncle De was startled, and subconsciously took it with trembling hands. He heaved a sigh, and sighed with a complicated expression: "Her birthday will be in a few days... But, whatever, she likes white ones."

Uncle De didn't speak any more, and threw the paper clothes into the brazier.

Some people say that it is a kind of comfort to burn something for the dead... How could they get it, those things that have been turned into ashes.

Raising ghosts... In fact, he didn't succeed either.

He didn't have the ability in that area, he learned it halfway, he could only draw a gourd like a gourd, four different, and he still couldn't make her appear in the form... After all, he couldn't see her again, he just knew that she was here.

Come every day, come every day, come every day, only the will-o'-the-wisps flicker, and he just knows that she is there.

Can you hear her when you talk to her... Can you hear her?

"Wenwen, forgive me, please?"

This was not the first time that Uncle De had closed his eyes deeply, and the ashes in the brazier were flying up, and some of the embers hit Uncle De's face due to the airflow.

It was as if... as if someone was touching his face lightly.

Uncle De subconsciously opened his eyes, and in the flames, a figure in white clothes slowly emerged... Uncle De opened his mouth, and a trembling moan came out of his throat.

He wanted to speak, but he lost his voice, ah... ah a few times.

"Father, look at this dress of mine. Does it look good...Wenwen is always there!"

The little girl, in a white dress, smiles and blossoms.

"I'm sorry..." Uncle De started, crying loudly, touching... touching, it was a real touch, "Wenwen..."

20 years like a day.

It turns out...you can really wait.

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Dew begins to condense on the leaves.

The brazier has been extinguished, and the temperature has dropped a little. It is a bit cool. In front of the grave under the pine tree, Uncle De is curled up against the tombstone.

Should be a nice dream.

Little Luo SIR gently cleaned up the residue after burning.

A small figure in a white dress was bending down with his hands behind his back... The little girl blinked, and wanted to kiss little Luo SIR's face.

"That's not okay, it's for someone who really likes it." Little Luo SIR smiled slightly, and put his fingers against the little girl's lips.

"Father said, when you thank someone, you should kiss them!"

"He probably wouldn't say that now." Little Luo SIR said with a casual smile, "Also, can you give it to me?"

"This?" The little girl blinked her eyes, and without thinking about it, she carefully picked up the little yellow flower in front of the grave, including the vase.

It's not that I'm reluctant, it's just because I just transformed... I can't hold things - my strength doesn't allow it.

"Big brother, do you like little yellow flowers?" the little girl asked curiously.

"It's just because this one is the best." Little Luo SIR took the vase... It was like magic, and the vase disappeared as soon as he took it.

The little girl couldn't help but be amazed.

"Don't come out and scare people in the future." Little Luo SIR warned softly: "Especially those who carry a lot of evil spirits on their bodies and feel very scared, you know."

"Okay! I know!" Wenwen smiled like a silver bell, and then thought for a while: "Big brother, are you here to investigate the grave that was dug? Wenwen knows! Wenwen Wen saw it! That man has a tattoo on his hand!"

As she spoke, the little girl unskillfully picked up a branch and slowly drew on the ground.

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Household Administration Building, underground... [Bloodline] Treasure House.

Tie Luosha had wiped the [Baoyu] back and forth many times...Suddenly, Ma Houde's star suddenly dimmed, and had returned to the brightness it was at the beginning.

Although it's still very bright, it's not too outrageous... Just now it was outrageous!

"What's going on?" Tie Luosha couldn't help muttering to himself, "Suddenly, luck broke out... Could it be that he wants to have a feast?"

But looking at the brightness of the stars at the moment of [Canglan] Lao Ma, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like his luck is suddenly exhausted and he wants to eat a feast?
Tie Luosha pondered for a while, although the old horse's stars had recovered, but she still decided... to rub [Baoyu].

Baoyu can't be dusted!

(End of this chapter)