I am in the crematorium, Wen Dang A Piao

Xin Zhuo lazily followed, but he felt a burning sensation in his middle finger. His expression changed, and he turned back to the room. On the desk, the tip of the wing of the chubby yellow-taled bird had turned a strange gray-white color. Xin Zhuo hurriedly took it. He wrapped the talisman around the talisman bird, took another stick of incense, and hurried downstairs.

Shi Huaixi had just stood holding the bowl when a shadow fell in front of him. He looked up and saw a young man with a usually cold face lighting incense for him with lowered eyes. After the incense was lit, he withdrew his hand and said, "There is something urgent Go out and be back before noon."

Mother Xin nodded, "Go, be careful on the road."

Father Lu looked at the table full of breakfast with regret, "Are you in a hurry? How about eating a few bites before leaving?"

"No, no time."

Shi Huaixi vaguely sensed that this should be related to what happened last night, "I'll go with you."

Xin Zhuo looked at him, feeling that a spoon was missing in Shi Huaixi's hand inappropriately, "What are you doing out in broad daylight?" He pulled his hood while speaking, "Let's have a good meal."

"Then you pay attention to safety."

"Understood." Xin Zhuo responded and walked out.

He heard Xin Jianran's voice, "One... safe journey."

Xin Zhuo paused, disgusted, what did he say.

But in the end he still raised his hand.

Shi Huaixi chatted with Xin's parents at the dining table as yesterday, enlivening the atmosphere, but there was a small episode after breakfast - the side of his cloak was stained with sauce and dirty.

Xin Jianran took a wet towel and came over, "I remember that this cloak can be taken off."

Shi Huaixi asked him in a low voice, "Then do I have complete clothes inside?"

Some clothes are only sewn on the front.

Xin Jianran also whispered back to him, "Yes, you can take off your clothes."

That's pretty good.

He took out the yellow talisman from his cloak pocket, feeling worried about this big guy, Xin Jianran thought about it, went upstairs and brought him a small gray bag containing things, just enough to hold the yellow talisman, with ropes on both sides It's a small backpack.

With Xin Jianran's help, Shi Huaixi took off his cloak, "What am I doing now?"

Xin Jianran turned on the phone camera as usual.

The little skull in the mirror is wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and black cropped pants. Sickles, devil wings, and poison bottles are printed on the clothes and pants. The patterns are exquisite and cute.

Shi Huaixi twisted his body to look back and forth, and put the small bag on his back, very satisfied - except that his head was a little bald, Shi Huaixi raised his hand to touch his bald head, but he tried his best to lift his hand to the limit. up to half his head.

Forget it, it's not hard for yourself.

He put down his hand, turned around and wanted to tell Xin Jianran that he could put away his phone, and when he turned around, he met three pairs of sparkling eyes.

Shi Huaixi was slightly surprised: "What's wrong?"

Xin Chuyun spoke in a coaxing tone, "Huaixi, do you only have this outfit?"

Shi Huaixi looked at Xin Jianran, who answered for him with a rare relaxed mood, "Yes."

Xin Chuyun's smile deepened, "Auntie wants to make some clothes for you, do you think it's okay?"

"Of course." Shi Huaixi was still wondering whether to let Xin Jianran buy clothes for him just now, "Thank you, auntie!"

Xin Chuyun happily went to get a tape measure and asked her husband, who was so cute but didn't dare to use it, to measure the size.

Shi Huaixi stretched out his hand when he stretched out his hand, stretched out his leg when he stretched out his leg, and turned around when he turned around. He did his movements meticulously. He didn't know how cute and critical this was to the three people present. Xin Chuyun recorded the whole process. Shi Huaixi didn't mind. Glancing at Xin Jianran, he asked, "I saw that the clothes in Xin Jianran's closet didn't have labels, did your aunt make them?"

Xin Chuyun answered him naturally, "Yes, when I'm not busy with work, I will make clothes for my family."

Xin Jianran stared blankly at the clothes on his body. When he got up this morning, he hesitated for a moment in the closet and backpack, and then changed into the clothes in the closet. The clothes were light green with half a watermelon embroidered on the hem. It looks cute and refreshing, and the stitches are fine, and you can tell that it was made with care at a glance.

He only knew that his mother was a fashion designer and opened his own studio, but he didn't know that she made all his clothes.

Xin Jianran pursed his lips, and subconsciously looked at Shi Huaixi, who waved his hands vigorously and turned his head to look at him, so Xin Jianran mustered up his courage and said, "Thank you...Mom."

He hadn't called his parents verbally for too long, as if he had turned into a babbling child, speaking jerky and unfamiliar.

Xin Chuyun smiled happily, raised her hand and stroked Xin Jianran's head, "Is there anything I can't thank you for, do you like the clothes I made for you?"

Xin Jianran nodded.

"nice! You love it."

On the other side, Xin Zhuo’s clues were interrupted, and he was driving home in a state of displeasure, but there was a ding-dong sound from his mobile phone. Chat sent.

The name of the group is "Jia He Wan Shi Xing", which was newly created the day before yesterday, and the members are the four members of their family. Although the group was established, the first news did not come out until today.

It was from my mother, and it was a video.

Xinzhuo open.

What I saw was the little puppet standing on the coffee table, being measured obediently.

When he opened his mouth to speak, Xin Zhuo pressed pause, went back and watched it twice again, took a few screenshots before continuing to read, and downloaded the video and saved it locally after watching it.

Xin Zhuo's reason is quite legitimate, this is to collect the dark history of the other party, and he thinks that his cuteness is at most a little bit.

When Xin Zhuo came back, the parents of Xin's family had already gone to work. Before leaving, his mother sent him a WeChat message, saying that breakfast was in the kitchen, and if he came back, he would eat it earlier.

After ten o'clock was considered early, he simply heated up his breakfast, and walked to the third floor without hesitation after eating, and he heard the sound of small conversations.

"Is there a hint on that note just now?"

"Is this one?"

"No, the one in the basement, let's go and have a look..."

The bedroom door was open, and he stood by the door and saw that Xin Jianran was sitting on the beanbag sofa in the corner, holding his mobile phone and looking at it seriously, while Shi Huaixi was lying on his shoulder, holding Xin Jianran's hand. Ran's clothes, the tone is calm and serious, and it is not against the harmony not to watch this scene and substitute it into a criminal investigation drama.

He knocked on the door.

Both pairs of eyes looked over.

"How?" Shi Huaixi asked first.

Xin Zhuo walked in and leaned against the wall, "I lost it."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and opened the map, and said, "The last location is here."

Of course Shi Huaixi couldn't see it from this angle, so he floated up and looked at Xin Zhuo's phone screen with his head.

I froze when I saw the address.

It was positioned as a large shopping mall, and it was not far from the shopping mall, where Cheng Ting lived.

Is it really him?Shi Huaixi remembered that in the original book, Cheng Ting just knew a few masters, and he knew how to study some crooked ways.

Can he do things like driving ghosts?

But if it wasn't him, who else would be staring at Xin Jianran.

Or that ghost came for Xin Zhuo?

Shi Huaixi's thoughts were confused, Xin Jianran asked at this moment, "What are you talking about?"

Xin Zhuo didn't hide it from him, "Last night there was a ghost wandering outside the door. I don't know who drove it, and I don't know who it was targeting. The last location of this ghost is here. Take a look."

Xin Jianran's face turned pale, he put the phone aside and stood up, he was afraid of hearing these things, but he also knew that he had to face it.

He stared at Xin Zhuo's cell phone, "This place is very close to my home...I'll make a call."

He dialed Cheng Ting's number and walked outside.

Seeing this, Shi Huaixi asked Xin Zhuo, "Who do you think this ghost is after?"

"I don't know for now. What do you think?"

Shi Huaixi seized the opportunity to apply eye drops, "I think it's here to stare at Xin Jianran."

"Cheng Ting instructed?"

Shi Huaixi turned his head uncomfortably, "I don't know, but I don't like him very much."

Xin Zhuo squeezed his hand when he heard the words, "Understood, if it's him, you'll have a direction when you meet him. What game did you play just now?"

"Huh?" Shi Huaixi didn't know why the topic suddenly changed, but he still answered honestly, "Escape from the secret room."

Xin Zhuo hummed and stopped talking.

Xin Jianran also came in at this time and said, "Cheng Ting is fine. I also told him about the meeting. He said that it's fine tonight. At seven o'clock in the evening, he's making a reservation at Tingfeng Restaurant."

"Okay, tell him I'll go," he said emphatically, "I'll go alone."

Xin Jianran paused, Xin Zhuo saw his hesitation, "Do you want to go there?"

Xin Jianran really wanted to go there, and it would be nice to hear from Cheng, but thinking of his physique for attracting ghosts, he came to his senses and shook his head.

Seeing this, Shi Huaixi comforted him, "There will be more opportunities to meet in the future."

Xin Jianran hummed lightly.

Xin Zhuo could see his worry and said, "You don't trust me so much?"

Xin Jianran hurriedly shook his head, "No...thank you."

Xin Zhuo snorted softly and went out the door.

Shi Huaixi watched him leave, and said to Xin Jianran, "It's okay, I'll follow."

"Can you go?"

"Should...can, yes," Shi Huaixi said more and more confidently, "He said he went there alone, and I'm not a human being."

So at six o'clock in the evening, Shi Huaixi floated from Xin Jianran's room to Xin Zhuo's room, and asked him naturally, "When are we going to leave?"

Xin Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "Us?"

"alright."

"I'll go alone."

Shi Huaixi continued to play dumb, "You went there alone."

Xin Zhuo looked at him, Shi Huaixi looked at him calmly, and then he saw the corner of the young man's mouth raised, showing a faint but rare smile, "Pretending to be stupid?"

Shi Huaixi didn't speak.

Xin Zhuo stretched out his hand habitually, but found that there was no hat to pull, and the clothes on the little puppet were too cute for him to handle, so he paused with his slender index finger, and poked the little skull's forehead, "Then I'll say it again, I'm going alone, no one else, no other ghosts."

As he said that, he walked out, stopped and looked back when he reached the door.

The little puppet was still floating in the air looking at him, it had dark eyes, but Xin Zhuo could somehow see the meaning of the eyes.

Feels like "Can I really not go?" written all over my face

He pinched his knuckles and compromised in his brain, "It's fine to take you there, as long as you don't make any noise."

As soon as he finished speaking, he watched Shi Huaixi float over excitedly, halfway through the float, he turned around and floated to the head of his bed for a while.

When he drifted over again, he had already taken his confiscated cloth sickle, and replied enthusiastically, "I promise!"

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