psychic coffin shop

Chapter 61

"What do you want to eat later? Fried dumplings or wontons?"

After a long time without hearing the response from the people behind him, Su Ren let out a soft "Huh?" with a rising sound at the end, obviously in a good mood, but Shen Yitang, who was sitting in the back seat, still didn't respond, if it wasn't for the warmth surrounding his waist arm, he would have thought that there was no one behind him.

Su Ren chuckled silently, found a special speed bump, and then rushed straight up with all his strength...

The sudden jolting sensation made Shen Yitang take a breath of air, and the cold silky hair slapped his face, tearing the golden sunshine in front of his eyes... The feeling of the waist and abdomen, which was already faintly uncomfortable, was even more indescribable. The slap was slapped directly on Su Ren's broad back, and the loud sound spread far away.

Su Ren chuckled, slowed down, and rode slowly in the cool morning breeze. This time, he didn't ask any more questions, and made the decision for him directly, "It's better to make wontons, I was negligent."

Shen Yitang wrapped Su Ren's cool waist with one hand, and slowly pressed his sore and stiff waist with the other hand, "You talk a lot, can you shut up?"

He doesn't want to hear Su Ren's slightly deep voice now, not at all!

But the person in front of him who was in a good mood didn't have the slightest sense of self-consciousness, and was still talking endlessly. Shen Yitang simply restrained himself, turned a deaf ear, and concentrated on counting the curbs on the side of the road that were constantly receding.

After the fall, the asphalt road under the feet seems to be deprived of several tones, and it is slightly cold and hard.

A long distance away, the unique smell of blood penetrated straight into the nostrils, and Shen Yitang's lazy eyes suddenly stared, becoming sharper.

Su Ren, who put his body and mind on the back seat, naturally felt the changes in Shen Yitang clearly, and he even smelled a little bit of excitement... There was a vague smile on his lips, and he parked the car in the The outermost layer of onlookers.

Even though Shen Yitang has excellent eyesight, he couldn't see clearly what was going on ahead through a group of morning exercisers. As soon as his right hand fumbled for the little paper figurine in his pocket, the crowd was divided into two. With a tightly wrapped body bag, he passed through the probing crowd and got into the police car.

Just returned to the bustling riverside, which was full of people, and scattered in an instant, only Shen Yitang and Su Ren were still standing there.

The wind by the river in the morning is stronger, especially with the icy water vapor on the river surface, even if it has just entered autumn, it is not easy to hit the body, Su Ren turned his back to the direction of the wind, and protected Shen Yitang on his chest , "There is no ghost, is it made by people?"

But if that thing harms people, it will definitely leave a residual yin energy, but just now the police officer passed by Shen Yitang with a body bag, and he really didn't feel any strange aura, so he replied in a deep voice, "No I know, let's see."

The river embankment has been cleaned up, and there is no other smell. It seems that it is really an unusual murder...

"...I'm going to be late." Su Ren raised his hand to smooth Shen Yitang's blown short hair, reminding him to be a good boy who goes to class on time, and successfully received a blank stare.

After that, Shen Yitang felt more and more that Su Ren had the potential of an old mother, which was very annoying, so he ignored him, and started to walk slowly beside the embankment, hoping to find something.

"Young man, the area by the river is unlucky, what are you doing there?"

The cleaning worker in bright orange overalls thought that Shen Yitang and the two were students who came to play, and they didn't know what happened on the riverbank last night, so they 'reminded' them loudly from a long distance away.

Shen Yitang's heart warmed, and he grinned at the cleaner who was so tightly packed that he couldn't see his face, nodded to indicate that he knew it, and then lowered his head and concentrated on searching.

Seeing that the sanitation workers were not persuaded, they muttered, "Don't be surprised, don't be surprised", and rode away slowly on a small tricycle.He was going to go back and have a good talk with the leader, if something like this happened, and he came to clean up alone in the early morning, shouldn't he be afraid of death?If she wants to continue cleaning this area, she needs to be paid a raise!

The previous traces had been washed away by the water stains. After searching for a long time, I still found nothing, only a drop of dried blood was found on an unremarkable withered yellow grass not far away, but it was better than nothing.

Shen Yitang comforted himself in this way, took out a small paper figure that had been cut out from his pocket, and put the little withered grass tip between the eyebrows of the paper figure, gradually, the dried blood droplets on the grass tip began to 'dissolve' ', a little blush formed between the little paper figurine's brows.

Putting the little paper man in his pocket casually, the mud-stained wheels just stopped at his feet.

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up with the Mediterranean class."

The old man is even more ink-stained than a nun, and he can say things the size of a sesame seed countless times, especially when he is getting old, he is like the old lady's foot wraps in the old days-it is smelly and long, he is not at all I don't want to hear the old man chant sutras.

"In this case... then let's not go."

Deeply aware that this move was feasible, Shen Yitang simply stopped riding a bicycle, and strolled along the curb in a leisurely manner, while Su Ren followed him leisurely in a half-new bicycle.

"What should I eat first?"

"I know how to eat all day long."

Su Ren shrugged, raised his long legs and followed.

……

Going round and round, the two people who were inseparable still ate two bowls of steaming wontons at the stall of the acquaintance boss.

After eating the wontons, his whole body felt warm, his blood was surging, Shen Yitang looked a little sullen, and he just stuck his head on Su Ren's broad back and passed away in a daze.Su Ren took advantage of the situation and turned around, and rode straight back to the coffin shop. Since he was already absent from class, he might as well be absent...

Su Ren rode very steadily, and his speed was not fast. When he returned to the coffin shop after spending twice as much effort as usual, Shen Yitang was already asleep, his little face was flushed...

This sleep was extremely comfortable, and by the time Shen Yitang crawled out of the bed, it was already mid-afternoon.

"woke up?"

nonsense!

Shen Yitang was slandering in his heart, and in the next second his eyes blurred, and a cloud of shadow directly covered it, and the cool and warm touch fell on his face and corners of his lips like a touch of water.

"...Enough is enough."

Slapping off the claws that had been stuck into his clothes, Shen Yitang went into the bathroom refreshed, tidied himself up neatly, looked in the mirror, his cheeks were slightly red, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, his 'juicy' self, Silently 'cursing' my old job a hundred times ah a hundred times.

"Huh..." Exhaled a turbid breath, slowly kneaded his waist, the soreness could hardly be felt, and Shen Yitang breathed a sigh of relief - that strange feeling seemed to be reminding him of something all the time. He was feeling ill.

Now he is still aware that this vague feeling will be the norm for the rest of his life.

The little paper figurine had been in the pocket for a long time, and the corners were wrinkled. Shen Yitang casually threw the little paper figurine into the sink. After lapping in the calm water, the little paper figurine sank deeply to the bottom of the pool.

A bright yellow talisman ignited a cluster of dancing small flames between Shen Yitang's fingers. The talisman paper burned completely, but the small flames did not go out, and jumped into the sink as if they had their own consciousness.

The amazing thing is that the moment the small flame fell into the water, it didn't go out, but became more and more vigorous. In the blink of an eye, the entire surface of the water burned up, and light blue fireworks rose, and circles of bloody lines began to appear on the surface of the water. The water surface is intertwined and intertwined, slowly forming a light red picture from a messy mass.

It seems that an old-fashioned funeral is being held. In the picture, the small people the size of peanuts are all dressed in sackcloth and mourning, surrounded by a coffin, with sad expressions on their faces, but they don't look like...

Before Shen Yitang took a closer look, the light blue flames on the water surface suddenly grew four to five times larger, and jumped out of the water to a high level. When it calmed down again, the picture changed, the coffin and the little people disappeared, and the messy weeds were crowded. On the surface of the water, a vicissitudes of stone monument appeared and disappeared among the weeds.

"Jinghong."

The faint handwriting on the stone tablet is not any kind that is circulated in the market, but thanks to the blessing of a master who likes to dig wild graves, Shen Yitang has dabbled in all kinds of strange characters, and he recognized these two characters at a glance.

When nothing could be seen, Shen Yitang slowly stroked the water surface with his right palm, the light blue flame disappeared without a trace, and the water accumulated in the sink was slowly drained out. In the antique bathroom, for a while, only the sound of The sound of gurgling water.

"Jinghong? Could it be the name of that village?"

Shen Yitang took out his mobile phone and checked if there was a village named 'Jinghong', but he found nothing, not even a scenic spot with a similar name.

"Jinghong? How can there be a village with such a name? The village I passed by when I marched and fought was either called Wangjiazhuang or Shiziyu. The names of the countryside have always been very vernacular. Maybe this village is called Dayan Village. maybe?"

Su Ren came from the kitchen with a smile on his face. The light blue apron on his body seemed to glow.

Shen Yitang was pressed at the dining table, and immediately after Su Ren brought out a bowl of soft stewed chicken soup and a bowl of golden noodles under the chicken soup.

Shen Yitang: "..." Is he in confinement?

"is it possible?"

Although I still didn't believe it, Shen Yitang still played 'Dayan Village'. I didn't expect it to exist, it was 150 kilometers away from Hucheng...

Su Ren: "I'll just say it casually."

Shen Yitang: "..." What else could he say...

"Do you want to reward me?"

Shen Yitang paused for a while, then silently put the chicken legs in the bowl into Su Ren's bowl.

This is not what he wants...

Su Ren pursed his lips, put the chicken leg back into Shen Yitang's bowl, and brushed Shen Yitang's short hair, which felt good to the touch.

"Hey, grow up and eat more."