My monsters are going to heaven

Early in the morning, before the morning bell started ringing, Jinling Town was already bustling again.

In Gaocheng Town, southeast of the town, another little doll was lost.

Including those lost in nearby towns in half a month, this is already the sixth.

They were all male dolls who were only five or six years old and were just starting to run around.

The police station took over the case but has not solved it for a long time, and the public has already exploded.

Some people said that it was abducted by human traffickers and sold to wealthy families, while others said that the little baby fell into some deep ditch because of his mischievous nature.

What's more, it began to be rumored that some noble family likes to eat human flesh, and they bought some small dolls to feast on the meat of young children.

Someone made up a nursery rhyme, which spread to the streets and alleys:

"Baby don't be playful, the master has no meat to eat,

The one-year-old is entranced, and the two-year-old is soft

Three and four years old are just right, neither bouncing nor sticky.

Five-year-old has good tendons, and six-year-old tendons are fleshy.

The master ate very happily, and asked the old cook:

Is this good steamed or braised? "

All of a sudden, people around Qingquan County panicked.

Anyone who has children at home is in danger.

Now there are no children playing in the streets and alleys, and they are all locked at home by the adults.

Even the schools in several towns are on holiday, and children under the age of ten are specially allowed not to come to the school for the time being.

In the police station, Li Feiyun sighed while holding several missing files.

Wen Yuan walked over and asked, "In your opinion, are these serial cases or isolated cases?"

"It's not like we can't find them all in the gutter." Li Feiyun shook his head, "The possibility of a serial case is high... This trafficker really knows how to pick a time, we are so busy with the extermination case, he is lucky to get into this Come and make trouble in your spare time!"

"Are you short of manpower? Do you want me..." Wen Yuan volunteered.

Li Feiyun interrupted him: "You have your mission, so don't worry about it for now." After a pause, he looked up at Wen Yuan: "You... are things going well?"

"...It's okay." Wen Yuan scratched his head helplessly.

In fact, Wen Yuan would rather run to catch the traffickers than act as a fan of the theater anymore.

In the past few days, he was invited by Zhou Xiaosheng to the private seat of Qianqiu Garden to listen to several plays, but he is a person who doesn't understand the taste, listening to those babbling vocals is really boring, he almost dozed off several times, all Relying on chewing raw chili to barely stay awake.

Misery!

Zhike Restaurant.

There were still few guests in the morning, but Mr. Cao, the storyteller, arrived early.

According to the old habit, he ordered a pot of aged bamboo leaves to moisten his throat, and added a plate of lily cakes to satisfy his hunger.

He laid out the storyteller's money box and gavel in a leisurely manner, and sat down on his seat to enjoy it leisurely.

"Master Cao, come early."

The waiter greeted him with a smile.

Ever since Master Cao came to the restaurant, it seems that he has really attracted many guests who are attracted to the restaurant.

When guests come to a restaurant, they always want to order some drinks.

This is a matter of mutual benefit between the restaurant and the storyteller.

"Early, early." Master Cao responded with the same smile.

Outside the window, sporadic vendors began to sell soybean milk and fried dough sticks on the clean streets.

Master Cao stared out the window for a while.

The inn near here is really many times better than the one he stayed at, but it's a pity that it's a bit more expensive.

I'm not a person who cares about money, so when I'm done with work for a while, I'll reward myself and change to a better inn.

Things like money have feet, and if he wants to be happy, he has plenty of ways to keep money flowing into his pocket.

When the sun stretched the shadow of the tree, the number of guests at the inn finally increased.

"Old man Cao, what time is the storytelling today?"

Finally someone couldn't hold back and spoke.

Seeing how many tables of guests were already sitting in front of him, Mr. Cao twirled his goatee, laughed and said, "Let's start talking now!"

"Okay! Our brothers are also wanting to listen to something to add to the fun."

Anyway, one copper dollar can be listened to for a whole day without loss or loss.

There were a few crisp sounds of metal falling from the cash box.

But there are also some customers who obviously haven't invested any money, but pretend to be vice-investors.

Master Cao didn't care.

After all, even if all the listeners gave money, this amount of money would not be enough for him.

He cleared his throat, and slowly opened his mouth: "What I'm talking about today has to start from ten years ago..."

Master Cao told two stories easily, then claimed that he was hungry, ordered a plate of dumplings and ate them with relish.

After eating a few, Mr. Cao noticed that there was a new person sitting in the corner.

The eyebrows are trimmed and the eyes are often warm.The hair is neatly combed, and the gray windbreaker is elegant.

what.

Master Cao chuckled secretly.

Isn't this young master Lu?

Here he is again.

Mentioning this Young Master Lu, Master Cao felt a little guilty, but he never regretted it at all.

After all, in order to study the method of moving souls, some unlucky people always have to sacrifice.

Besides, he jumped off a cliff and died once to show his apology, so what else could he do?

Everyone has his own destiny.

In addition, Master Cao is also somewhat interested in Young Master Lu.

This young master Lu is really lucky, he didn't disappear like those failed ones before, but he stayed in his body perfectly.

This soul-shifting move has two souls in one body, which he did not expect.

He wanted to observe and observe, what would happen to this one skin and two souls?

Who is it in the end

It was so much fun, so much fun!

"Oh, sir, we meet again."

Master Cao couldn't help but stepped forward to say hello.

Young Master Lu raised his head and saw him, a trace of surprise flashed in his clear eyes, and then he laughed: "So it's Mrs. Cao, there is a destiny."

Master Cao sat down in front of him generously: "Unexpectedly, Mr. still remembers me."

"Under Lu Yiming, he came from Jinling Town." Lu Yiming introduced himself unhurriedly, thinking of something, "Oh, I remember last time, Mr. Cao, you said that you want to tell me some funny stories next time? This time it happened to be all ears."

"Then... I'll tell you a few stories about good luck in a while, shall I?" Mr. Cao picked the most popular topics among young people nowadays.

Lu Yiming lowered his head and smiled: "I'd like to hear some stories about princes and ministers trying their best. I don't know if you have any, sir?"

"Hey, I also have a lot of stories like this." Master Cao shook his head, "Then wait a minute, let me tell you the story of the son of the family who killed his enemy after killing his family."

The number of guests in the restaurant gradually increased, and the voices were noisy.

Master Cao drank another half pot of Zhuyeqing, returned to his seat, and told the story.

"... Speaking of the previous dynasty, no, no, no, it was during the Jiajing period of the previous dynasty. There was a scholarly family in Beijing, whose surname was Mo..."

His timbre is thick and his voice is loud and clear.

As soon as he opened his mouth, within a few meters of him as the center, everything quickly quieted down.

"Listen to the story."

"This is the storyteller surnamed Cao?"

"Shh..."

"This Mo family has been officials for generations, and the highest one has been a first-rank Shaofu. There are many children in the family who rank third and fifth ranks. The patriarch of this family is a second-rank cabinet scholar with a son. , at the age of nine years old, just the naughty and funny age..."

Next, Master Cao eloquently told a revenge story.

A family member surnamed Mo was framed and imprisoned. Even the closest relatives in the family believed that he had committed a heinous crime.After some investigation and unannounced visits, they finally found out the truth. It turned out that it was the close relatives of the family who had committed heinous crimes.Frustrated, he lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, but meets an expert who can use the technique of splitting muscles and bones to change people's appearances.As a result, the son of this family changed his appearance and became an aide to the powerful ministers of the court. He secretly collected evidence of crimes and finally exposed the felony of his relatives, but it also led to the entire family being executed by an imperial decree.

At the end of the story, there was a moment of silence in the hall.

After a while, everyone came back to their senses:

"This, this, what kind of egg story is this?"

"Today's story sounds so aggrieved."

……

Mr. Cao didn't care about all kinds of bad reviews, and drank his Zhuyeqing with a smile on his face.

He stole a sideways glance around the corner.

But he found that Young Master Lu had disappeared at some point.

He laughed out loud.

If you want to hear a story of revenge, I will tell you a story of revenge.

As a result, you don't like to listen to it.

Happy Inn.

This inn is not far from the police station when you turn right.

Everyone around knows that this is the cheapest inn nearby.

It is also the worst inn nearby.

Paper-like thin wooden boards can actually build a decent-looking house, and the boss is considered talented.

If there is any merit in this inn, it is that there is a large peach grove behind the inn.

It is said that it was planted by the boss himself.

In the spring of March, this peach forest is really a beautiful sight.

Lu Yiming didn't leave the inn, he was afraid that the floor of the inn would be sunken by him.

He walked around to the back of the inn slowly, pacing in the peach grove.

There was no one in the woods, only peach blossoms blooming furiously in the spring breeze.

The air is full of the fragrance of peach blossoms.

From time to time, powder petals would fall and land on her shoulders.

Recipe, Shining.

The beautiful scenery praised in ancient poems should be like this.

Unfortunately……

Lu Yiming frowned slightly.

An old monster lived here, and he ruined this beautiful scenery.

He walked and walked in the peach forest, almost stepping on every inch of land in the forest.

In the end, he stood still, as if he had made the most difficult decision.

Lu Yiming reached into his arms, and took out a slightly rusty bronze box from the inner pocket of the windbreaker.

A black ancient beast is embossed on it.

In fact, Lu Yiming didn't know what was on it.

The Taoist priest invited by my father just left the box lightly after finishing the ritual, and didn't give much explanation except for "don't open it again".

Lu Yiming knew that his father buried it in an unowned grave in the back mountain.

It wasn't until his father passed away that he secretly dug it out of curiosity.

But never dared to open it.

He gently stroked the outer shell of the copper box, feeling the warm and rough touch from his fingertips.

He knew what was inside.

His childhood friend was sealed inside by that Taoist priest.

Lu Yiming touched the clip on the side of the copper box.

He hesitated, and did not move for a long time.

That Taoist priest is also really strange. He obviously forbids others to open it, but he only uses such a simple clip to lock the box.

As if giving some kind of hint to others.

It seemed that the image of his former classmate Meng Linsheng appeared in front of his eyes.

Lu Yiming lowered his eyes, and his thin lips were drawn into a line.

His fingers trembled slightly.

Father, I'm sorry.

I clearly promised you to be a good person.

The conversation Hua Moyan had with the old man in the room on the second floor of the inn last night rang in his ears.

original……

This Master Cao is the long-disappeared Mo Laodao!

In addition to panic, there is only anger left.

Although I don't know why I was able to wake up without Hua Moyan's knowledge, let alone why Mo Laodao changed his appearance...

But Lu Yiming had nothing to do except not disturbing Hua Moyan and watching silently.

——I have to think of a way to do it with Young Master Lu, first occupy this skin and unseal it.

Hua Moyan's words still ring in his ears.

Like maggots in the bones and thorns in the flesh, it makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

The anger accumulated in his heart drove his courage.

Lu Yiming gritted his teeth and set his heart on fire.

Lin Sheng, don't blame me if you are under the Nine Springs.

If they are allowed to act recklessly again, they still don't know how to die.

I can't sit still.

With his trembling fingers, he gently opened the clasp on the side of the copper box.

Use your index and middle fingers to open the box.

Hold your breath and look down.

— There is nothing in the middle of the box.

Not even breath.

Lu Yiming was startled.

Could it be that he was deceived by that Taoist priest for so many years?

Just when something in his heart was about to collapse, a familiar and clear boy's voice rang out from inside the box.

"Yiming, Yiming...! I'm finally out! I'm so hungry..."

Lu Yiming picked up his heart and put it back again.

"Qingcheng."

He exhaled, put his lips close to the copper box, and said softly, "You remember that old man just now?"

"I remember." The voice in the copper box replied.

"Take him..." Lu Yiming paused, his voice was hoarse and he gritted his teeth, "Eat it clean."

He added slowly: "After eating, you won't be hungry."

The author has something to say: In fact, there are foreshadowings in the past, but I don’t think anyone remembers ==,

Ah Jin is resting again in this chapter