I Have a Golden Coffin

　　 "Hello?" Seeing that Su Bai did not reply, the boy couldn't help but asked again politely.

　　 "Hello, this is the coffin shop." Su Bai took a deep breath and smiled and said to the little boy.

　　 "Well, can you make an urn here?" The little boy whispered: "My mother has passed away, I want to prepare an urn for her."

　　 "Yes, you can choose the style." Su Bai paused, then nodded, took out the album from the table, and handed it to the other party.

　　 "Thank you." The little boy said to Su Bai, walked into the coffin shop, and then carefully selected from the album.

　　 "That's it. My mother likes phoenixes." After picking it up for a while, he pointed to the pattern with two phoenixes and said to Su Bai.

"Yeah." Su Bai nodded, and then asked: "What kind of wood do you want? My mahogany includes small leaf rosewood, large leaf rosewood, red rosewood, ebony, green sandalwood, and some softwoods. Materials, such as golden silk phoenix and gloomy golden phoenix."

　　 He picked up the previous atlas, pointed to some urns on it, and introduced the wood on it.

　　 "Just this, my mother likes red." The little boy pointed to the red rosewood wood and said to Su Bai.

　　 "This is five hundred yuan, you need to pay first, and then come and get it in a few days." Su Bai nodded and said to the little boy.

　　 He gave Zhao Kongqing 350 one before because he knew Zhao Kongqing, and the little boy in front of him didn't know why, he didn't have a good impression in his heart.

　　 Even if the person looks very good-looking, they are also very cute.

　　 Hearing what he said, the little boy didn't bargain, he took out five hundred yuan from his trouser pocket and handed it to Su Bai.

　　 Su Bai watched him hand over the money, his face stiffened slightly, but he returned to normal in an instant.

　　 "What's wrong?" The little boy seemed to notice something wrong with Su Bai, and asked concerned.

　　 "Nothing." Su Bai shook his head, and took five hundred yuan.

　　 "Really?" The little boy smiled softly, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

　　 His appearance itself is fair and harmless to humans and animals, but when he bends the corners of his mouth, he doesn't know why, but he looks a bit hideous and terrifying.

　　 is like... a wax figure is laughing.

　　 "Yeah." Su Bai didn't seem to see the little boy's smile, said lightly, and then said: "I will make this urn as soon as possible. Come and get it the day after tomorrow."

　　 "Thank you, brother." The smile on the little boy's face narrowed, and he said obediently.

　　 After speaking, he turned and left the coffin shop.

　　 After he went out, Su Bai walked to the table and continued to write the papers, as if nothing happened just now.

　　 At the same time, at the door of the coffin shop, the little boy was staring at him unblinkingly.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

thirty minutes.

　　 Forty minutes.

　　 fifty minutes.

　　...

　　 The two maintain a strange balance like this.

　　 Until about an hour, the little boy laughed, showing his yellow-black teeth.

　　 As he smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and the whole person looked strange and terrifying.

　　 also because of his smile, a piece of skin fell off his face.

　　 That piece of skin, crystal clear, looks exceptionally magnificent in the sun.

　　 The boy seemed to have sensed it too, so he stretched out his hand, tore the piece of skin off his face, and then chewed in his mouth.

　　 Then, he turned around and walked towards the nearby apartment building.

　　 As he left, Su Bai's body relaxed immediately, and then a trace of sweat covered the clothes and soaked them.

　　 He turned his head and looked at the door, frowning tightly.

　　 The boy was too weird just now. One is, this boy, he felt an extremely dangerous feeling as soon as he came in.

　　 Besides, the boy's hands are very abnormal.

　　 The hands of ordinary boys, generally speaking, have relatively tender skin. Even if they have rough skin due to playfulness, they are very different from adults.

　　 However, Su Bai just looked at the boy's hand and felt more like seeing the hand of a thirty or forty-year-old man.

　　 The vicissitudes of the years cannot be imitated at all.

　　 What's more, what makes Su Bai feel even more afraid is that his perception tells him that the little boy stared at him for an hour.

　　 When he was talking with the other party just now, he showed a little flaw.

　　 But the other party is very concerned about this flaw.

　　 "This is a very cautious person, and also a very dangerous person." Su Bai was very jealous of the little boy just now.

　　 This person is probably also a resurrected person, even more terrifying than Zhu Yingying and Peng Nianci.

　　 is thoughtful and extremely patient.

　　 Then, Su Bai suddenly remembered one thing, the murderer who killed such a girl, could it be this person?

　　 The same meticulous mind, the same may be the resurrected person.

　　 Thinking of this, his face immediately changed.

　　 If this is the case, why is this person here?

　　 Zhao Mingshan! !

　　 Thinking of this, Su Bai's face suddenly lost his blood, got up and ran out of the coffin shop, and ran towards the apartment behind.

　　...

　　 Zhao Mingshan sat in the empty park, tears dripping from her eyes.

　　 There are not many people in the park. This park is built near the Luohe River, which is relatively remote.

　　 After her parents passed away, UU read www.uukanshu. com, she often comes here.

　　Because she is here, she can get some time and space that belongs to her alone.

　　 Actually, Zhao Mingshan knew that she shouldn't interfere with her brother's decision, because her brother's ideas are much more mature than her.

　　 However, she doesn't know why, she always feels that her brother is moving away, farther and farther away.

　　 The last time I felt this way was when my parents died.

　　 The second time she encountered this kind of thing, she was still very powerless and unable to resist.

　　 "Sister, what are you crying?" When Zhao Mingshan was crying, a little boy's voice came from the side.

　　 Zhao Mingshan heard the sound and saw a fair-skinned little boy standing not far away, looking at her curiously.

　　 When she saw this, she wiped her tears quickly. She found that she was too involved in thinking about things just now, and she didn't find anyone coming over.

　　 "Why are you here? Where are your parents?" Zhao Mingshan looked at the little boy, but found that there was no one else beside the little boy.

　　 The little boy looked sad when he heard her asking, "Sister, my mother is gone, can you help me find my mother?"

　　 Zhao Mingshan hesitated when he heard what he said, but looked at the other's sad expression, and said softly: "Okay, I'll take you to find your mother."

　　 "Thank you sister." The little boy said obediently, and then looked at Zhao Mingshan with some confusion: "By the way, sister, were you crying just now? Didn't you find your mother?"

　　 Hearing his words, Zhao Mingshan felt a little sour in her heart. Now she can't find her mother, and her father is gone.

　　 Even the older brother who depended on her for life will also leave.