The obese man slumped on the chair, sweating profusely. This woman was so terrifying that he couldn't even think of any resistance.
He tried his luck slightly, but suddenly found that he couldn't bring up any spiritual energy.
this…
This is completely ruining his own future. He is indeed ruthless and cruel, and he dares to call Yunnan Tian's name directly. It seems that he has encountered a cruel mistake, and his mistake will lead to eternal hatred.
"You should be glad that you only ruined your future instead of losing your life." The little mute suddenly said.
Her eyes were sharp, as if she could see into people's hearts.
The obese man did not dare to sit anymore. He endured the severe pain all over his body and stood respectfully.
The little mute glanced at him, smiled slightly, and sighed: "Unfortunately, I am good at everything, but I am not good at being kind. In fact, you made an unintentional mistake. Your sin should not have reached this level, but..."
"It's just that I have a bad temper sometimes. When I get angry, I will destroy people's cultivation and even twist off people's heads. I am also extremely cautious in doing things and don't like to leave any consequences. Therefore, I usually just twist them off when I do anything. Drop someone’s head off.”
An obese man makes slanderous remarks and kills people at every turn. How can he still be called kind-hearted?
But he didn't dare to say this, let alone answer it.
"That's all, that's all." The little mute took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a halo of elixir, and shook it in front of the fat man.
"Gathering... Spirit-Gathering Pill? Or a Spirit-Gathering Pill that exudes elixir charm?" The obese man's eyes widened, with a look of shock on his face.
The little mute threw the pill to the fat man.
The obese man held it in his hand like a pilgrim, and said in surprise and excitement: "For me?"
"I can give it to you, and I can also take it back." After saying that, he threw the entire bottle over.
The obese man was shocked in his heart. Not to mention a bottle, even a pill, in the entire Special Affairs Bureau, the price was already as high as a million per pill, and it was priceless, but he actually got a bottle?
If you can get a bottle with one slap, please give me ten palms first.
But when he thought about it, he was immediately frightened. This was a typical case of giving a sweet date with a stick, but this sweet date could not be refused, and he was grateful from the bottom of his heart.
What a clever trick.
She didn't even have to ask my name, not arrogantly, but confidently and disdainfully.
But this bottle of elixir is not easy to get. It is the insurance premium of the boy named Jiang Yuan.
The thought flashed across his mind, but the fat man still couldn't hold back and put away the bottle of spirit-gathering pill.
"Understood?" The little mute looked at him with a smile.
"I understand the humble position," the fat man said.
"Just do it if you understand. Just like before, if there is a flaw, don't bother me to take action." The little mute said.
The fat man nodded.
The next moment, the little mute turned around and opened the locked door.
"Bring people in." The fat man shouted towards the door.
Not long after, Jiang Yuan was brought back. The two men who held him released him and then took the initiative to retreat.
"How are you? Did the fat man do anything to you?" Jiang Yuan walked up to the little mute in a few steps, looked up and down, and asked with concern.
The little mute felt warm in his heart. It felt so good to be cared about.
She shook her head and said it was okay.
Jiang Yuan was obviously relieved.
"Hey, kid, you made me a mute to entertain me, right? I can't understand anything." The fat man glared.
At the same time, I secretly observed the little mute anxiously, and found that the little mute had no reaction at all, and I felt relieved at the same time.
"I told you a long time ago that she is mute, but you just don't believe it." Jiang Yuan replied.
It's just that the tone is a little unpleasant.
The obese man secretly thought that it was not good. This boy was soft-spoken. Could it be that he had a grudge against me?
But he has been in the officialdom for many years and has his own methods. He said immediately: "Young man, this is not aimed at you. I am also eager to solve the case, and I was confused for a while. You must know that people are dying in Jiangnan City every day. You can imagine the pressure on us. How big is it?”
Jiang Yuan nodded, this is indeed the truth.
"I called you here because I understand the situation. Let's talk business first. Tell me everything you know." The fat man said.
Jiang Yuan collected his thoughts and immediately told everything about his visit to the orphanage that day. He even recounted the conversation with the director.
The obese man nodded while listening, and finally said: "I have a general understanding of the situation. Don't worry, we will definitely investigate this matter clearly and give a satisfactory explanation to the family of the deceased. Let's go. If you find anything, Tell me immediately, my name is Feng Sanjin."
The little mute was slightly dumbfounded. This fat man was a bit interesting, and he really had a sense of presence.
"Thank you, Officer Feng. Thank you, Officer Feng. I also want to ask, can I see Xiao Qian's body?" Jiang Yuandao.
"Okay, okay, this is a reasonable thing." Feng Sanjin said.
Jiang Yuan and the little mute went to the morgue.
He also saw the little girl named Xiao Qian. It was said that she died of bleeding from her seven orifices, but after being placed in the morgue, the forensic doctor cleaned the autopsy. Too many people died in the past few days, and the experiment could not produce any results. So, it’s just a process.
The little mute found that Jiang Yuan became much calmer after seeing Xiao Qian's body, and was not as lost as before.
The two of them went to an orphanage. The director's eyes were swollen from crying. Every child was his child. How could he not be sad when a white-haired person gave a black-haired person a gift?
Jiang Yuan comforted the dean, but the more he comforted him, the more he was inexplicably infected and felt uncomfortable, so he simply left with the little mute.
Along the way, Jiang Yuan rode a small electric donkey on the street aimlessly. There were not many people on the street, but there were still people, and not many shops were closed.
There is no way, ordinary people, even if the sky falls, the pace of life will not stop. Rent, water and electricity, living expenses, what kind of things are free of money?
This is the hardship and helplessness of ordinary people in the city.
He, Jiang Yuan, is just a common man.
For some reason, when the little mute saw him becoming calmer, he felt that he was also panicking.
Jiang Yuan parked the little donkey by the Huansha River. The snow had melted, but the road was still a little wet. The Huansha River in the sun looked like a shy virgin.
Jiangnan ancient town, a river with blue waves.
Red walls, green tiles, waterside pavilions.
Facing the Huansha River, which has been recited by many literati, and facing the Fan Gongsi, Zheng Dan Pavilion and Xi Shi Palace that stand on the bank of the river.
Jiang Yuan suddenly took a deep breath, turned around and said softly to the little mute: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes. Life is short, and even heroes who have left their names in history cannot escape the fate of death in the end, little Qian's death touched me deeply, and I suddenly understood a truth."
The little mute listened quietly, knowing that this man suppressed his sorrow in his heart.
"As a person, I actually don't have many friends, and I don't know the meaning of life. But today I understand a truth. Every day of our lives is a gift from God."
"When people are alive, they should strive for self-improvement, cherish what is in front of them, and cherish all the people or things in front of them."
The little mute's heartbeat suddenly accelerated inexplicably.
Jiang Yuan gently pulled her over, then held up her delicate face, and said softly: "By the way, what's your name? I think you should be a gift sent by God to give me, otherwise, one hundred thousand Bodhi sentient beings, why not Meet you?"
The little mute's eyes were a little blurred. It seemed that she couldn't bear to hear him say such words. It seemed to be sweet to her heart and to her bones.
The little mute took out a small notebook for communication and wrote two words on the small notebook: Liuli.
"Liuli? So your name is Liuli, Liuli." He repeated her name, and then said solemnly: "I am very lonely, I have no friends, I actually also long for a home, a house, two people, three meals, In the four seasons, let’s go to the market together, have a cup of afternoon tea together, and go from the green years to the gray hair together.”
The little mute suddenly threw herself into his arms, tears streaming down her face and soaking Jiang Yuan's clothes, but she couldn't bear to let go, she was afraid.
She was afraid of herself. Standing under the eaves of Jiangnan, she could see the end of the world as soon as she turned around.
On this day, they walked through the ordinary alleys in Jiangnan and passed in front of the stone bridge with a history of thousands of years.
Take a long pole, the water plants at the bottom of the river are like the green hair of a lover.
The girl holding the oil-paper umbrella was no longer walking through Dai Wangshu's lonely rainy alley.
"When spring comes, I will take you to see the peach blossoms in Xizi's former residence." He said to her.
With tears of happiness in her eyes, she nodded fiercely.
She has left her most beautiful smile in this dreamy and picturesque Jiangnan.
That night.
In a room with two people, there was no clear sign after several storms. She asked frantically until the man was overwhelmed and fell into a deep sleep.
The little mute stood up slowly and looked at the sleeping man. A charming smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth. She was reluctant to give up, but she had no choice.
He walked over to the sleeping man again, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and strode out of the door.
Under the moonlight, a woman in a green shirt and holding a sword stood quietly in the alley.
The little mute walked slowly into the alley.
"Miss, who is that man?" asked the woman in blue shirt with a sword on her back.
A cold murderous intent flashed through the little mute's eyes, and he said, "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. Do you want to die?"
She really had murderous intentions. The woman in blue shirt and sword was so frightened that she quickly knelt down and kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
"I am in a good mood today. There will be no next time. Some things are rotten in my stomach. Even if I pull them out from below, I will break your bones and destroy your soul." The little mute spoke again.
"I don't dare, I don't dare!" The woman in blue shirt carrying a sword had blood on her forehead, and traces of blood stained the bluestone.
"Okay." The little mute said in a cold tone.
Then, he looked tenderly at the room among the thousands of lights, and suddenly a cheerful smile appeared in his mouth, saying: "Jiang Yuan, anyway, I am full. I don't care if you are full. If you are not full, , when one day you will trample all living beings under your feet, I will feed you until you can’t lift the sword, kill anyone, let alone get out of bed.”
She suddenly raised her step, took one step, and already jumped into the air. The next moment, she walked away with lotus flowers step by step.
But under the night sky, that beautiful figure was already filled with tears.
Glazed glass is fragile, colorful clouds disperse, and parting is inevitable in this world.
