C90

"Tong Xue, can't you raise a few normal ones?"

The sky seemed to be painted with oil colors. Stretching out his hand, it was as though he could touch the sky. Where was this place? It seemed like there was someone ahead of him.

Who? Who is it? Who are you?

His face could not be seen, but his appearance was unclear. However, his smile was terrifyingly familiar.

"What's your name?"

Me? What's my name? Who am I?

"Snow …" No, not me, not me. Who is it?

"Snow? Beautiful name. "From now on, we are your parents. Is Snowy happy?"

Happy? No, why be happy? Why am I so sad now, so close to tears? My nose is sour.

"Who …?"

"My name is …" He could only see the movement of her lips, but he could not hear the sound.

The fire burned everything, like a painting, and I ran forward with all my might, the broken glass, the abandoned church. The flames were like a roaring lion, and behind the door, there was talk and laughter.

He didn't know why he would dream about the nightmare at that time. When he woke up, it was already daytime. I was soaked and sweating.

"You're awake. Has the fever subsided? You slept for two days. " Luo Mingshang crawled over, lowered his head and rubbed my head, then tested his own.

"Burn?" I was stunned for a long time before I could react. How long had it been since I'd had a fever? Other than the fact that the Spiritual Energy would occasionally cause him to collapse, it seemed like he had not slept for that long.

"You have a fever." Luo Mingshang opened the curtain and returned to my side, "As expected, that guy is a god of pests, it's better to throw him out."

I smiled helplessly. "Alright, the air-conditioning might be too low."

"The fever is gone," he said, stroking my head. "Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll get the Mystical Zero to make it for you. "

"…" I was silent for a moment. "What did your relationship get so good afterwards?" Weren't you upset with everyone a while ago?

"Nope." Luo Mingshang straightened his body, "It's just that he looks a little useful."

"Are you referring to cooking for me?" "Okay, I'm fine." As he spoke, he stood up.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the weather in July had already begun to whistle.

Although he was sweating profusely, his body was still soft and weak. He got up, ate something simple, then swallowed the medicine before slowly going downstairs to take a look.

Rui Zhe has a lot of benefits too, at least he has a lot of strength. He can just move the goods in and out of the shop and still have a strong momentum. If you stand at the door, I'll see who dares to cause trouble. Don't just look at that brat who is usually lazy, he works even faster than anyone else. I really want to throw Ming Qing away, what should I do?

Ming Yu made fish soup for me at noon. The milky white fish soup tasted good, maybe because I was sick, but I didn't eat much, so I felt unwell. I planned to go to the western street after eating my meal to check on the old Chinese medicine. He hoped that it wasn't because he had been possessed that day when he went to the mountain village.

The old Chinese doctor's surname is Wang, his family practices medicine for generations, it is said that he is the imperial physician of the imperial palace, and his skills are passed down from generation to generation. Even though there is a hospital, I still like to see Chinese medicine, don't ask why, because I don't like the smell of disinfectant.

The old lady husband's skills were not bad. After checking his pulse and inserting two needles into several acupuncture points, I felt much more comfortable. Afterwards, he gave me some Chinese medicine, although I also didn't like the taste of Chinese medicine. Seeing a doctor to see Chinese medicine, take medicine I take Western medicine sugar bean line?

Just in case, he only gave me a single day's dose. As for the rest, he would ask the disciples in the shop to send them over, or for the people in my shop to come and get them.

I have nothing to live for.

The way back was a bit strange. They had clearly been on their way, yet they had turned left and right when they arrived at a completely unfamiliar place.

Wrong... This place was a little familiar.

"88 Ming Wen Road?" I looked at the number on the telephone pole in front of the door and frowned.

Have I been here? The memory was pulled back to that midnight, that rainy night, the phone call, and everything that had happened.

His feet were out of control as he walked in again.

The cemetery during the day was not as terrifying as it looked. There were white tombstones, white ground, white sky, and white flowers everywhere.

"Little girl, it's you again." The Tomb keeper was always like a backer.

"Uncle." I looked back at him. "He could not help but cough again." "Cough, cough, cough."

"Little girl, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." I waved my hand. "Cough, cough. I just had a cold. It's fine."

The warm tea mixed with the medicinal pills had a bitter taste that spread all the way to the bottom of his stomach. This bitter taste forcefully suppressed the unstoppable cough.

"Thank you." I held the cup of tea and thanked him. Finally, it was more comfortable.

"The weather changes very quickly this season. It's easy for you girls to catch colds. You girls have poor resistance, so you should pay more attention." The old man reminded me.

"Alright, I understand." I nodded, "My name is Shuo Tongxue, I don't know how to address old uncle."

"My surname is Sun, you can call me Uncle Sun." The old man poured himself a cup of tea.

"Alright, Uncle Sun." I nodded.

Uncle and I were sitting on a wooden bench outside the house, surrounded by circles of white stone, which gave us an unspeakable feeling of strangeness.

After a long period of silence, we both looked at the teacup in our hands. The faint green color of the tea water reflected the blue sky.

"Little girl, why did you come here again? This is not a place that you should come to."

I smiled. "For people like us who do that kind of business, there's nothing wrong with coming here."

The hand Uncle Sun was holding the teacup with paused for a moment. Oh? Which tenant of mine is that interested in? "Hehe." As he said that, he smiled half-jokingly.

"Hur hur, no, let's get familiar with each other and have an exchange with our customers." I took a sip of my tea, the familiar quiet atmosphere. Sure enough, he knows what I do.

"I've been here alone for a long time, and no one has talked to me." Uncle Sun sighed. "Last time, you said that you had an appointment. How could we possibly have anyone here at night?"

I paused. "It was an appointment. A man called to ask me to come here. "

"Oh? Who is it? "

"I don't know." I shook my head. "Someone who hates me anyway."

"Oh? Hate you? " Uncle Sun revealed a faint smile, and spoke with a tone as intimate and calm as when he was drinking tea with the two of them, "You are just a little girl, no matter how much you hate me."