matchmaking

Qiao Jing thought that Luo Youning would go in for a long time, but he came out of the house in less than two cups of tea.

Xiao Mu's eyes were sharp. As soon as the door opened, he stood up and said with a smile, "Dr. Qiao, Master is fine. I'll go see if I can help."

He was considerate and left in a hurry, leaving space for the two of them.

It was just when dusk was approaching, and the leaves and branches of the forest were rustling, especially the cold wind blowing on the edge of the cliff.

When Qiao Jing approached, Luo Youning was standing in the green bushes in a daze, with dead leaves fluttering on his shoulders and hair tips, making him look even more helpless.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Qiao Jing tried to call out: "Luo Youning."

Luo Youning raised his head and looked at him blankly.

Qiao Jing raised her hand to touch his cheek, she didn't know if she was crying, but the tentacles were icy cold.

"The master said he couldn't help it." Luo Youning smiled bitterly, "Karma, he can't interfere."

Qiao Jing didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, let's find someone else."

Luo Youning didn't expect much at all, so he didn't say he was disappointed.

The two stood in silence for a moment, Luo Youning said softly: "It's rare to come here once, I'll go to the temple to worship."

Just before leaving the door, the master suddenly stopped him——

"Although cause and effect cannot be forgiven. But this cause is an evil cause, and this effect is an evil effect," the black-clothed monk sat at the table, looking at him without sadness or joy.He recited the Buddha's gatha, but refused to give him a sliver of redemption. He only said, "My Buddha is merciful. Donor Luo might as well pay a visit, or you can find life in a desperate situation."

Qiao Jing was somewhat worried when he saw that he was suddenly in a daze.I specially accompanied him to add sesame oil money to invite incense, and went all the way to the mountain gate to watch him worship from the four heavenly kings.

The setting sun splashes the sunset glow, and the Buddhist bell reveals Zen in the evening.

After passing the Shanmen Hall, walk through the main courtyard. The courtyard is spacious, and several ancient Qiuza trees occupy one side, with branches and leaves entwined, shading the surrounding fields.The fireworks on the candlesticks on both sides are already flying, but the copper-cast incense burner in the courtyard is full of fireworks, and green smoke rises from the belly of the furnace, like clouds, mist, and dreams.

Qiao Jing's request was fruitless, and she never believed in gods and Buddhas.So when he came to the main hall, Luo Youning went into the hall alone to worship the Buddha, while he stayed in the veranda outside the hall and waited.

It coincides with the evening class of the monks.

The passing monks put their palms together in front of their chests and filed away.

They lowered their eyebrows and chanted Buddhist scriptures. The scriptures reciprocated, but the rhythm was even and continuous, like mountain winds and forest whistles, lingering around the beam.The long pendant of the monk's robe dragged down to the ground, brushing away the dust, leaving the pure land empty.

Qiao Jing watched them leave, just thinking about it, suddenly someone beside him said: "—Squad leader?"

This address was so unfamiliar that he didn't realize it for a while, until the person called again: "Qiao Jing!"

He was startled, only to realize that there were two more people beside him.Although the tall man was handsome, he was really unfamiliar, while the short man was somewhat familiar.

He recognized it for a long time, and vaguely remembered a name: "You are Ruan Yuan?"

Ruan Yuan smiled and said, "Long time no see, monitor."

When they were in school, the two dormitories were next to each other, and they were very familiar with each other.It's a pity that after graduation, they went their separate ways and never contacted each other again.I didn't expect that after all these years of graduation, this person has not changed much, the youthful look in his brows is still there, and there is a bit of student air in his smile.

Qiao Jing said, "It's been a long time, and you didn't even attend the class gathering."

Ruan Yuan said: "I'm a little busy at work, and I don't know them too well."

Qiao Jing nodded and didn't care too much, he had something on his mind, so the greetings were a bit careless.

It was rare for Ruan Yuan to see an acquaintance, so he couldn't help but say a few more words: "My brother and I were traveling together, and we happened to find such a place nearby, so we came to have a look. The squad leader also came to play, right?"

Just as Qiao Jing said "yes", the tall man who had been silent at the side suddenly asked him, "Is this your classmate from college?"

Ruan Yuancai recalled the introduction: "It's my university class monitor, brother, you don't know, thanks to him, I missed so many classes so I didn't get demerited."

The man's eyes slanted slightly: "Are you still absent from class?"

Ruan Yuan grunted, "Isn't it just to find you."

A smile flickered across the corner of the man's lips, and he looked at Ruan Yuan with affection in his eyes: "It's not too late to reminisce about the past, don't you want to go in for a stroll? The gate of the temple will be closed soon."

Ruan Yuan looked a little hesitant: "Brother, you..."

The man casually took the bag from his shoulder and put it on his shoulder: "I'll wait for you here."

Seeing this, Ruan Yuan didn't force him, he greeted Qiao Jing, and went straight to the main hall.

Returning to the forest, the birds are gone, and the dusk is already dark.The tourists and pilgrims in the temple were all gone, only one or two monks went through the courtyard with a broom to sweep the fallen leaves.

Both of them are taciturn people, and there is nothing to talk about standing together.

After a while like this, the man suddenly said: "How is he at school?"

Qiao Jingzao was not the unsociable boy in high school. Seeing the ambiguous relationship between the two of them, he vaguely understood, and said, "It's good. Although there are some absences, his grades have always been good, and he is very easy-going. The classmates in the class They all like him."

There was warmth in the man's eyes: "He has been doing well."

Qiao Jing thought that he would continue to ask something, but unexpectedly he changed the subject suddenly, but said: "Then what about you?"

Qiao Jing was startled, not knowing what he meant for a while.

"You brought back the souls of two people from the cemetery." The man took a deep look at him, his dark eyes were full of chills, "Half is your friend's, and whose is the other?"

Qiao Jing looked at him suddenly, "Can you see it?"

The man just said, "They didn't follow you."

Even though her complexion didn't change, Qiao Jing couldn't help curling her fingers into a fist: "Can the other one drive it away?"

"There is a wronged person, I can't leave. But you can also kill him," the man said calmly, "Your life hides righteousness, and ghosts are afraid of gods."

Qiao Jing: "How can I kill him?"

"Where did he die, and how did he die? Then let him die in the same way and in the same place—one more time," the man remained calm, as if talking about the weather, "As for you My friends, but you still have persistent obsessions in your heart."

As soon as the words were cut to the chase, Qiao Jing had plans.

Ruan Yuan came out very quickly, and then the two left each other's contact information and bid farewell in a hurry.

Luo Youning happened to be a step behind them, and when he came out, he was still holding a string of peace symbols in his hand.

The southern red agate is full of joy, the white jade bodhi is well decorated, and at the end is a small and exquisite kit, the only useful talisman hidden in the period.

The string of amulets was finally hung on the rearview mirror of Qiao Jing's car.

"There are peace talismans for sale in the temple. I look pretty, and it's just right to hang on your car," Luo Youning raised his hand to shake the small kit, and a string of beads made a dazzling sound.Xu thought of something interesting, the corner of his mouth curled up, but he smiled, "If Dayu sees it, he will definitely buy several back."

Qiao Jing looked at the kit and said, "He just likes these little things."

The back hill parking lot was empty, only their car was parked under the tree.

The new moon has risen, and the sky is already dark.

The sky is bright and the moonlight is like a clear spring, penetrating the thickets, dripping down the dense trees, swaying among the branches, like algae growing in clusters.

Qiao Jing lowered her hair and wrote a text message, and the screen light caught his handsome side face like a knife.

Luo Youning secretly glanced at him several times, but Qiao Jing suddenly glanced at him.

Luo Youning couldn't help but tighten her face, and then felt that she was overreacting.He was full of thoughts, when Qiao Jing suddenly reached out and touched his neck: "When did you do it here?"

Luo Youning didn't understand, so she raised her hand and touched the place he touched just now: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Jing frowned slightly, and turned on the top interior light to let him look in the mirror.

Luo Youning also said that it was the incense ash rubbed on his neck somewhere, but when he looked in the mirror, his face turned pale——

A shallow bloodstain circled half around his neck, just right between his necks.

Qiao Jing asked, "Will it hurt?"

Luo Youning just shook his head at a loss, and nodded again after a while.He didn't feel much when he didn't see it before, but now that he saw it clearly, he felt that there was a fine and dense itching at the red mark, as if a hundred insects were biting it.

A thought vaguely came up in his mind, and some memories that were forced to fade gradually surfaced. He was full of anxiety, but seeing that Qiao Jing seemed to have made up his mind, he asked, "Do you still remember where that man died? "

Luo Youning froze suddenly, he naturally knew who Qiao Jing was referring to, but he didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward.Pulling the seat belt that covered half of his body with his fingers, Luo Youning felt that the memories were getting more and more difficult to suppress, and he had to say casually: "Of course I remember, it was in Dayu's hometown."

Qiao Jing asked again: "How did you kill him?

"It's none of Dayu's business," Luo Youning gritted his molars and said fiercely, "I killed him."

Qiao Jing looked at him: "How did you kill him?"

"The axe." Luo Youning was silent for a long time. He slowly leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes. The rotten memory was being dug out from the depths of hell. "I hacked him to death with the axe."

The evidence has been presented and the murderer has been revealed.

He is like a death row prisoner waiting to be sentenced. When the guillotine is at hand, he still fantasizes that someone will save him in the execution ground. He knows that his crime is unforgivable but still expects a momentary accident.But he couldn't escape, he couldn't hide it, Dayu's death weighed heavily on his chest like a mountain, he could endure it for a while, but he couldn't bear it forever.Now he can't even die, because Yu Bingwen bought his life back for him with all his efforts.

He thought that Qiao Jing would continue to ask, but unexpectedly he changed the subject and said, "Do you still remember where Bingwen's hometown is?"

Luo Youning glanced at him in bewilderment: "I remember."

The broad palm slowly came over and stuck to the back of his hand.The palm was so hot that Luo Youning panicked.

He wanted to shake off Qiao Jing's hand, he wanted to escape and get out of the car.At this moment, he would rather face the evil ghost dragging the ax than see Qiao Jing who showed the slightest disgust because of him.

But Qiao Jing was willing not to let him go.

Five fingers pass through the fingers, and ten fingers are interlaced.The wide palm covering the back of his hand was closing, and he was holding it so tightly, as if he wanted to grasp the friend who had been separated from Yin and Yang through him.

He waited for a long time, and finally Qiao Jing spoke.

Different from what he expected, the tone was calm, as usual, so plain and natural, as if inviting him to enjoy the flowers and watch the moon, and invite him to drink with coffee.

He asked him, "Then do you mind having one more accomplice?"

Luo Youning looked up at him in disbelief: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Qiao Jing looked directly at him, her gaze was calm and bright, "I know."

Luo Youning just felt incredible: "You didn't ask me why?"

"I care more about you than the reason," Qiao Jing said, "If you want to say it, I'm willing to listen. But if you don't want to say it, I won't force it either—the secret is yours, and the decision is mine."

The headlights came on, and the sudden light frightened the stray cats passing by.

The air in the closed car was suffocating, the palms were sweating, and the knuckles were red from the seat belt. Luo Youning asked him in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

"Time is running out, let's go to Bingwen's hometown," Qiao Jing's voice was very soft, like a breeze blowing past, he said: "Kill him again."