C42 blind person

Mr. Zhao's words were obviously trying to sow discord, but I didn't feel anything about it. However, after Xia Xin heard this, she flew into a rage and said to Mr. Zhao, "Who are you slandering?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "Whoever is angry, I am slandering."

Xia Xin laughed coldly, "I don't know who it is. Their origins are unknown and they are sneaky, sticking by others without leaving."

Mr. Zhao said while grinning: "That's right. I'm the 9th year 2nd uncle, what about you? Are you clear about your background? "

I smiled bitterly and said to them, "Can we stop arguing? Sit down and have a good chat. It's more important to settle things as soon as possible. "

As a matter of fact, there's nothing to hide when Xia Xin and I come to the supply agency. It's not a secret.

Xia Xin and I exchanged looks, then told the whole story to Mr. Zhao.

After Mr. Zhao heard this, he yawned and said to me, "So it was to save your foster-grandpa. It's okay, this is my responsibility. Your foster-grandpa and I are relatives, can I not take care of his business? "

Xia Xin rolled her eyes.

I then asked the Mr. Zhao, full of hope, "Are you confident in saving him?"

I said to the Mr. Zhao, "You should rest for a while. If you don't have the confidence to go, then I won't. "

Mr. Zhao snickered and did not speak further.

He stopped talking, but Xia Xin kept blaming him, saying that if it wasn't for him, this sh * t stick, Grandpa Gu's deal with me would have been completed long ago.

When the Mr. Zhao heard this, he became unhappy and complained. In the end, it was still because of the gloves. The kid inside didn't have his hopes up. He accidentally walked into the supply shop to help the kid.

I sat on the rock and absent-mindedly asked the Mr. Zhao, "What exactly does that little demon do?"

Mr. Zhao replied, "I don't know either. This little brat's soul is a mess, full of evil, resentment and anger. He has his own, but he also has someone else's, so even when he was alive, he probably wasn't any good person. "

I remember the Mr. Zhao saying, this little demon's soul is very weak, but there's still the evil way, no matter what, he can't kill this little demon. So I asked a little worriedly, "Are you going to help him fulfill his wish? What is the kid's wish? "

Mr. Zhao said, "Actually, it is quite simple. He wants his body to be buried in the ground. "

I asked, "Why do I feel like this little demon is similar to the Master Xue?"

Mr. Zhao laughed: "It's simpler than Master Xue. The kid knew where his physical body was. I was holding a compass and I was just about to find it. If not for meeting you today, I might have sent him away already. "

The few of us fell silent again.

Mr. Zhao was thinking about the little ghost and I was thinking about the fan. As for Xia Xin, I don't know. It was hard to guess what a woman's thoughts were, especially a woman without a heart.

After a while, I remembered something and asked Xia Xin, "Is Grandpa Gu very powerful?"

Xia Xin replied, "He knew how to raise ghosts while he was still alive. After he dies, his skills will increase even more. Even if I were in front of him, I might not be able to escape unscathed."

Xia Xin looked at Mr. Zhao and said, "There's no competition, so I don't know either."

Mr. Zhao said while grinning: "There's no need to fight, I admit defeat. I admit defeat not because I'm afraid of you, but because I've forgotten everything from before. Even if I had the ability, I wouldn't be able to use it. "

I replied, "That's strange." If what you guys said is all true, then just make some casual inference. Grandpa Gu can definitely beat my second uncle, but why was he scared away by him? "

The Mr. Zhao said, "Perhaps because he saw me wearing a daoist robe, he was afraid. It's like an even fiercer bandit, when they see the police their legs would turn taut. "

Xia Xin said, "I guess it's not that Grandpa Gu is scared of your second uncle, but rather that there's a third person present when he doesn't want to make a deal. After all, that fan is too important. "

Xia Xin stood up and a glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes, "I'm guessing that he would give you an address and tell you to go there to trade."

I scratched my head. "No, he didn't tell me anything."

Xia Xin said, "Maybe he did, but you didn't notice? "Think back carefully."

I thought about it for a long time, but I still didn't want to go out. He said to Xia Xin, "Did he guess that I was alive and refused to trade?"

Xia Xin shook her head, "It's fine if he doesn't see my price. After seeing it, there is absolutely no reason to reject it. "

It was late in the night, and we couldn't stay in the street forever. Mr. Zhao carried the compass and continued to search for the little brat's body. Xia Xin and I headed in the direction of the rented house.

On the way back, I asked Xia Xin, "What exactly did you write on my arm? Why did Grandpa Gu agree to the deal immediately after seeing my arm? "

"I can't tell you that," Xia Xin said. "What if you steal my things after knowing my price?"

I was speechless. "Am I that immoral to you?"

Xia Xin nodded earnestly.

I sighed. I didn't even have the mood to argue.

When we were almost out of the cement factory area, I heard a faint cry.

In the silence of the night, the sound was too obvious. I looked in that direction, a little nervous. The crying sounds came from a quiet alley.

It was a woman's voice. As she cried, she shouted, "Xiao Bao, Xiao Bao..."

I said, "I don't know if it was dumped or not. Can you not add that word?"

Xia Xin glanced at me, "What? Did you say you have a sore spot? "

While we were talking, the crying came closer and closer. I saw a woman in white, her hair unbound, her face streaked with tears, her expression miserable, and in her hand she held a white paper lantern.

The image made me jump, and I took a step back.

Xia Xin whispered in my ear, "Don't be afraid, he's a living person."

I heaved a sigh of relief, then pretended to be fearless. "I'm not afraid. I'm making way for her."

The person coming out of the alley was indeed alive, because there was a distinct shadow underneath her.

After the woman walked to our side, she quietly asked: "Two sirs, have you seen our Xiao Bao?"

Xia Xin and I shook our heads.

The woman's eyes were red and swollen, her lips were cracked, and she looked anxious. She sighed, took out a photo and said: "Our Xiao Bao is good at studying, and is very obedient. He became the class monitor at such a young age. The homeroom teachers have said that this child has such a temperament. When he grows up, he must at least be at the level of a governor. "

"Sigh, I wonder which vicious and malicious guy used this to trick us Xiao Bao into entering the ancient head's supply shop. Ever since then, this child had been running into evil. Just now when he was writing his homework, he fell down and couldn't say a word. The gentleman who invited him said that the child's soul had been taken away. "I'm just here to wake you up …"

Xia Xin and I both took a step back. It wasn't that he was afraid, but that he didn't want to disturb the woman's soul-calling.

The woman sighed, and waved the lantern in her hand: "Xiao Bao, let's go home. Xiao Bao... "

The way the woman walked was in the same direction as our return home. We can only wait patiently. We don't want to go with her.

Five minutes later the woman was gone, and although we could still hear her faint cries, we didn't want to wait any longer, so we set off.

We had reached the edge of the ghetto, and there were even a few street lamps in twos and threes. And under the streetlight, I saw a small stall.

There was nothing else on the stall, just some old clothes. The person who was looking at the stall was a child. He squatted on the ground and kept wiping his eyes and nose. Clearly, he was crying.

Xia Xin and I didn't want to be nosy, but when we saw the kid's face, we were stunned. Isn't this the Xiao Bao?

Xia Xin walked over and said to the Xiao Bao, "Why are you here? Your mother is looking for you everywhere. "

Xiao Bao cried as he said, "I heard my mother looking for me, but I couldn't see her, and I couldn't find my way home. "It's so dark here, wuu …"

I looked at the foot of Xiao Bao. It was empty, without a shadow. Desire from the soul. So this was Desire from the soul.

"Xiao Bao, where are you …" In the distance, the woman's voice called out again.

Very quickly, I saw a strange scene. The woman looked left and right as she walked down the road. Her eyes swept across the area where Xiao Bao was, but there was no reaction, as if she didn't see anything.

As for Xiao Bao, he suddenly stood up from the ground and listened for a while before shouting, "Mom, mom, where are you?"

He couldn't see his mother, and the woman couldn't hear her son. I watched the scene and even suspected that I was dreaming. Isn't this too weird?

Xia Xin suddenly said in a low voice, "Someone did something to the Xiao Bao." She pulled down Xiao Bao's clothes, exposing the back of his neck. At this moment, I saw that Xiao Bao's neck was pasted on a piece of paper with an old man painted on it.

The old man was wearing a dirty gown and a felt hat. He seemed to be walking, but the way he walked was strange. His hands were stretched out in front of him.

The gesture looked familiar.

"A blind man," said Xia Xin. It was precisely this piece of paper that covered Xiao Bao's eyes. "

She pulled at the paper, wanting to pull it off. Unexpectedly, Xiao Bao cried out, "It hurts, it hurts …"

Xia Xin immediately stopped moving.

I leaned over and asked Xiao Bao in a friendly manner, "Who pasted this paper on you?"

Xiao Bao said while sobbing: "It's the old grandpa that runs the canteen, he asked me to help him sell clothes. I can't go home until I sell it. But there was no one on the road. Who would buy my clothes? "Sob, sob, sob …"