bone cutter

Before Li De could respond, Song Zhen stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder, then closed his eyes.

Li De lowered his head to look at the hand on his left shoulder, confused. He didn't understand what the hell Song Zhen was trying to do. Just as he was about to question him, he suddenly felt that the hand on his shoulder was still as light as a feather for a moment, and in a blink of an eye it was as heavy as a thousand catties, making him almost sit up. The stool was unstable, and it slid straight down like a loach. Just when he thought he was going to slide down to the ground, his old eyes blinked, and the vision of the dilapidated and simple kitchen suddenly appeared—tables, stools, freshly picked hawthorns at the door, and a small stove. The simmering syrup, everything, and even the people turning things upside down in front of him.

Li De's heart almost jumped out of his old and dilapidated body, and he couldn't help closing his eyes. The only bit of reason he had was thrown out of the sky. He felt himself floating in the air for a long time, and another nonsensical hand came from outside the sky. With a slap on his back, his body fell rapidly like an old bird with its wings broken, and plunged into the soil in a blink of an eye, and then his body trembled violently, and the dizziness dissipated.

Li De's rough hands scratched randomly and touched the ground. The ground was hard and solid. He slowly regained some sense of reality, but it was still difficult to counteract the strange feeling of the nightmarish up and down. Only the weight on his shoulders Reminding him that this is real, not a dream.

"Old man, I'm sorry." Song Zhen withdrew his evil hand, shook it seriously, and smiled politely: "I haven't used it for a long time, I'm rusty."

However, when Li De opened his eyes again, he found that the surrounding environment had changed completely, it was completely different - this was a long alley with many bypasses, just like the trunk of a tree always has many branches.

This alley is exactly where Li Yuniang was burned to death. He has walked through this alley countless times, and he is so familiar with it that he can find the exit even when he closes his eyes.Li De didn't understand why he came here suddenly. Before his puzzled eyes reached Song Zhen's face, Song Zhen enthusiastically explained: "We are in your memory. Li Yuniang and her children are dead, not even the ashes There is nothing left, so I can’t ask ghosts, so I can only go to your memory to find out.”

It turns out that this is not real, but a memory.

Li Dexing may have been shocked by the strange death of the five members of the Li family, or he may have been frightened, so that when Song Zhen bluntly said that the two of them were in memory, Li De's expression was strangely numb, but when When he saw himself carrying a gourd skewer a month ago in a blink of an eye, his wooden expression began to crack, because he immediately realized that Li Yuniang would appear soon.

"She, she's coming soon." Li De stared blankly at the entrance of the alley, which was connected to a side road.Not long after, Li Yuniang turned into the alley from the side passage, and after walking a few steps, she suddenly walked back a few steps, facing the side passage, with a sullen expression on her face, as if she had said something.

Is there someone in the side passage?Song Zhen's eyes sharpened suddenly, as if he could penetrate the thick wall and hit the person behind the wall.It's a pity that they are too far away to hear her words, and Li De's memory can only see what he saw, his vision is blind, and Song Zhen can't know who the person in the side passage is.

After Li Yuniang chattered a few words, she walked towards the Li De in her memory.

Li De seemed unable to bear to continue watching, turned his back and said to Song Zhen, "Hurry up, she's about to wake up."