"A thumbs up for you."
Mao Xiaoyu gave a thumbs up: "That's right, the retribution should come more violently."
But, Old Yan?
” Luo Bo looked familiar: "Yama."
The one who is called the Lord of Yama by ordinary people. ” Mao Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask with a little caution and respectfully: "You, you know him very well?"
” "It's okay."
Mao Xiaoyu rubbed his hands and asked with a smile: "He, does he look the same as in the portrait?"
” "What portrait?"
"Oh, it's the portrait of hell that has been handed down in ancient times, and it is common to draw a picture of Lord Yama interrogating ghosts behind a table or something.
The Yama prince in the painting has a big beard, covers most of his face, wears an official uniform, and has a fierce look in his eyes. ” Luo Bo's eyes were glazed: "You're Zhong Kui, right?"
Old Yan doesn't look like this. ” "That's ......
How?
"Mao Xiaoyu is also an ordinary man, and he has always been respectful of the underworld.
Of course, I also have a strong interest in the real hell.
"Want to see it?"
Luo Bo squinted.
"Huh?"
Mao Xiaoyu rolled his eyes and asked, "Can you describe it verbally first."
"If it's scary, wouldn't it be a nightmare every day?
Luo Bo wanted to burst into laughter, but in the end he couldn't help it, pursed his lips, and was polite: "Don't depict."
If you have the courage, you can see the truth. ” "That?
Forget it.
"Mao Xiaoyu has no guts.
Luo Bo twisted his face and snickered.
Mao Xiaoyu looked at the newspaper again and sighed: "This can be regarded as a consolation to Sister Zhang's spirit in the sky, right?"
By the way, who will handle Sister Zhang's funeral?
” "There are distant relatives, and there are neighborhood committees."
Mao Xiaoyu pushed his glasses: "I want to worship her." ” Luo Bo just said two words: "Yes." ” It's okay to get to know each other once, and it's reasonable to give it a ride in the end.
Sister Zhang's body was originally stored in the morgue, waiting for her relatives to take it away.
Since the video of the scumbag and came out, his whereabouts are unknown.
The cousins who came to the neighborhood committee together felt that it was not a matter to leave it like this.
So with the proof of the street committee, the cousin took the body out and set up a funeral for relatives and friends to mourn.
Luo Bo and Mao Xiaoyu came at the right time.
Because after the condolences, you have to go to cremation, and then bury, to complete the last procedure of life.
The mourning hall was solemn, and Mao Xiaoyu's eyes were red.
This was the first person she knew to die in front of her eyes, and she couldn't bear to recall that scene.
After the worship, Mao Xiaoyu was obviously depressed, and Luo Bo naturally did not coax her.
Walking in silence, suddenly there was the sound of firecrackers in the nearby community.
Then walked out a group of people dressed in linen and filial piety, the most of which was a half-grown child, holding a posthumous portrait.
A crowd of pedestrians avoided it.
Luo Bo frowned and covered his ears: "Bad luck." ” Mao Xiaoyu also covered her ears, unable to stand the ravages of firecrackers.
Raise your eyes slightly and glance at random, and look at the dragonfly on the portrait and move away.
Suddenly stunned, his eyes quickly pulled back to the portrait.
That's right, the dead man on the portrait is familiar to her.
Isn't this the same thief who ran into the store to steal something the other day?
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I used to live around here!
At that time, he looked like he was dying, but he was really dead!
"Hey, what's the fuss?"
Luo Bo stabbed her with his elbow.
Mao Xiaoyu came back to his senses from the shock: "I have seen this dead man. ” Luo Bo raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to continue.
At this time, the group had gone far away, the firecrackers had been extinguished, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and the smell was very bad.
A bunch of kids, who don't know anything, look for unlit firecrackers in the debris.
Mao Xiaoyu and Luo Bo talked about the day's events as they walked.
"Oh, I see."
Luo Bo touched his chin: "It's really bold."
It's been a long time since I've been a thief in my shop. ” "What do you mean?"
Mao Xiaoyu tilted his head: "What is a living thief?"
” Luo Bo pouted: "Thieves with a little vision will not enter my shop, only thieves who don't know whether they are alive or dead will enter." ” At first glance, this explanation sounds very logical.
After listening carefully, it was still in the clouds, and I always felt that I didn't understand something.
On the high steps, Mao Xiaoyu stood still, and said to Luo Bo in a deep voice: "You said that the Changsheng Pawn Shop is located in the Yin and Yang worlds, so no matter day or night, there will be no rash intruders.
Unless it's a death limit?
” Luo Bo put his hands in his pockets and looked at her with a smile.
Although he didn't say a word, Mao Xiaoyu suddenly realized that he dragged out his voice: "Oh~ I understand." ” Luo Bo shook her a roll of his eyes: "I'm too lazy to tell you."
When I went back to the store, I went to find bright red to do my hair. ” "I'll go too."
Luo Bo was surprised: "You also want to do hair?"
Glancing at her unchanged ponytail, he nodded again: "Also, it's time to take care of your hair." ” Mao Xiaoyu pouted and glanced at him: "I'll go find Xiaomi." ” With that, she ran down the stairs first.
"Xiaomi?
I also have rice.
Luo Bo looked at the sky and rolled his eyes.
Bright red hair salon, at this time there is an old neighbor trimming hair.
Tommy wasn't there, and it turned out to be Yanhong himself.
"Sister Yanhong."
Mao Xiaoyu shouted first when he entered the door, shaking his head and doubting: "Where is Xiaomi?"
” Yanhong cut her hair neatly with her hands and feet, and said casually: "He asked for sick leave." ” "He's sick?
Is it serious?
” Yanhong pouted upstairs: "Go and see for yourself." ” Tommy also lives on the second floor, diagonally across the door from the proprietress Bright Red.
Why can an elementary school student live next door to the proprietress?
Could it be that Yanhong is a very kind and enthusiastic person?
Definitely.
Tommy is the son of a distant relative of Yanhong.
Anyway, Tommy has to call Yanhong his cousin.
'Knock knock' on the door.
Mao Xiaoyu whispered: "Xiaomi, it's me."
Open the door. ” There was no movement inside.
Mao Xiaoyu listened closely, and someone was breathing.
He knocked on the door again and raised his voice: "I know you're inside, open the door."
Otherwise, I'll crash in. ” "Go away.
Don't bother me.
Xiaomi's annoyed voice floated through the door panel.
"Xiaomi, it's me."
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"All go away."
There was a 'bang' sound behind the door, and I don't know what Xiaomi smashed over.
Mao Xiaoyu took a step back, stroked his glasses, hooked his lips and sneered: "With so much strength, it doesn't look like you're sick?"
Xiaomi, it won't be a broken love, right?
” There was silence again.
Suddenly, there was a whining cry.
"Xiaomi, open the door.
A hero and three gangs ......"
Before he finished speaking, the door opened open.
Xiaomi still had tears on her face, and her voice was crying: "Come in." ” The room was a mess.
There are also a lot of paper balls on the ground, and it looks like Xiaomi has cried a few rounds.
Mao Xiaoyu asked carefully: "Are you really out of love?"
” Millet nodded.
"Online dating is inherently unreliable.
Xiaomi, if you want to open it, the old ones don't go, and the new ones don't come. ” 'Woo woo woo ......'
Millet began to cry again with a tissue.
"Please, you're a boy too, why do you cry at every turn?
What's the big deal about falling out of love?
In this world, you ask, who hasn't fallen out of love?
Mao Xiaoyu did not appease him, but encouraged him.