Rong Fa quickly tugged on Xiaolan's sleeve, "Lord God, she is the daughter of this family..."
Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him and planned to get closer, but Rongfa grabbed Xiaolan's arm hard, leaned into her ear and said, "Lord God, be careful, this family has all turned into evil spirits!"
"Evil ghost?"
"Well... although it's not particularly evil," Rong Fa was stared at by Xiao Lan, and he immediately let go of his hand, scratching his chin with his long nails and said, "But according to my guess, it should be soon..."
Xiaolan stepped forward, walked slowly to the little girl, knelt down and looked at the four or five-year-old girl.
The whites of the girl's eyes have turned red, and the black pupils seem to be soaked in blood, rotating little by little with her movements.
The girl's little hands tightly clutched the rag doll in her arms. The doll's body was a little broken, and one of the button eyes was missing. The little girl, like the doll, was wearing a pink and white gauze skirt with splashes all over it. of blood and sharp shards of glass.
"What's your name?" Xiaolan asked softly.
The little girl didn't speak, but still stared at Xiaolan sullenly.
"What do you want?" Xiaolan then asked.
Although the girl's expression did not change, Xiaolan vaguely noticed that the girl's hands holding the doll trembled slightly.
"baby?"
"Master Tianshen, I guess..." Rong Fa posted behind Xiao Lan. Seeing that Xiao Lan's eyes were not very welcoming, he stepped back a little, "I guess she wants to find the eyes of this doll."
Facing Xiaolan's confused look, Rong Fa continued to explain, "Master Tianshen, you used to come here to eat, have you forgotten? This doll was still intact before the accident, so there must be something wrong with the doll's eyes. It fell off at some point.”
Unexpectedly, Rongfa was much smarter than he looked.
"Do you want to get its eyes back?" Xiaolan asked the girl.
The girl's hand suddenly tightened, causing the doll's head to hang down. The doll's little head swayed in the air a few times, as if it was nodding.
"try to find!"
Xiao Lan gave the order and immediately lay down on the ground to look for buttons. Xiao Lan jumped up and down, turned her face, and saw Rong Fa standing elegantly in the middle of the lobby, smoothing her hair.
"Rongfa," Xiaolan thought for a while, "Can you...can you smell the relevant...aura?"
Rongfa paused, "What breath?"
"It's just..." Xiaolan tried hard to express her words, "You are all of the same kind, can you smell similar smells..."
Rongfa shook his hair, and the long strands of hair shone in the sun, "Lord God, I am a kid who helps you make merit. I am not a police dog."
Rong Fa didn't want to be a police dog, so Xiao Lan had to do it himself. Xiao Lan walked back to the sunken wall, thinking that since this was the place where the child died holding the doll, the doll's eyes should be nearby. Bar.
Xiaolan kicked away the surrounding glass pieces, but could not see the shadow of the button. Beside the wall, the collapsed and broken front desk and various fallen wine bottles were piled together. Xiaolan looked at the mess and was helpless. walked over.
As soon as he reached out and picked up a few wooden boards, the broken glass underneath was exposed. Xiaolan kicked some brown wine bottle glass away with his feet, and suddenly found a suspicious figure under several layers of transparent broken glass. Black round object.
She turned to look at the girl's doll and compared the size of the buttons.
Maybe this is it!
Xiaolan immediately squatted down and carefully swept away the glass covering it with both hands, fearing that if he made a big move, the button would fall deeper.
There was a stinging sensation on her fingertips, and Xiaolan retracted her hand. A few drops of blood oozed from the cut finger.
Xiaolan rubbed the blood on her clothes for a few times, and just as she was about to reach out to clean up the glass again, a strand of long black hair came out of nowhere and wrapped around her wrist, and another strand of hair came out of her The feet slowly came out, crawling on the ground, bypassing the sharp glass, and reaching for the black button.
Within a few seconds, the hair shrank back, and a curl of dark and shiny hair spread out in front of Xiaolan, revealing the black button in the middle.
Xiaolan held the button in her hand and her hair retreated. Xiaolan followed the hair and looked back. She saw Rongfa still standing in the middle of the lobby basking in the sun, pretending not to look at her, her black hair retreated behind him. It shook a few times in mid-air, shook off the dust, and then disappeared into his thick hair.
Xiaolan smiled, stood up holding the button, came to the girl's side, bent down and spread her palms.
"Here you go, its eyes."
The girl's pupils finally stopped staring at Xiaolan's face. She lowered her head and stared blankly at the black button and then at the rag doll in her arms.
"Mother……"
The girl finally opened her mouth, and a hoarse and broken sound came out from her blood-scarred lips. The sound was like the wind blowing through the collapsed ruins at night, which was a little scary and a little sad.
"Mom?" Xiaolan repeated. She turned back and glanced at Rongfa who was approaching. The latter curled his lips and glanced to the left. Xiaolan followed his instructions and looked over. There was a yellow wooden door there. Don't know where it leads.
"Are you looking for your mother?" Xiaolan asked.
The girl's right hand let go of the doll. She slowly raised her hand and pinched the button in Xiaolan's hand. Her movements were divided into steps.
Xiaolan's body trembled. The girl's fingertips were so cold. Rongfa was also a ghost, but not as cold as them.
they?
Something flashed through Xiaolan's mind, but the girl's next words interrupted her thoughts.
"Mom... will make it up..." The girl picked up the button and placed it on the empty eye of the doll, "Look for mom..."
Xiaolan stood up and looked at Rongfa, "I understand, we have to ask the mother to help us fix the baby."
"Mending..." Rongfa twisted his body and looked at Xiaolan with a profound smile, "Doesn't Master Tianshen know how to do needlework?..."
Xiaolan looked up and down at Rongfa, who seemed to be good at needlework, and shook her head.
"Hey, girls nowadays," Rong Fa raised his white chin and moved the hair on his temples to the side, "They can't even do needlework, the world is declining... Lord God, I'm not talking about you, I am. Feel normal."
"Then if you can do needlework, you can help the child with it." Xiaolan said seriously.
"I...what am I trying to make up for? I'm not her mother," Rong Fa pointed at the wooden door with his finger, "The child's mother is inside."
Xiaolan glanced at the wooden door, then bent down and said to the girl, "Then let's go find your mother for you."
The girl lowered her eyebrows, nodded vaguely, then started stroking her doll and buttons without saying anything.
Xiaolan and Rongfa approached the wooden door. It was extremely quiet inside, and no sound could be heard.
"Hiss—why doesn't it sound like someone is there?" Xiaolan said, lying next to the door.
"Of course there is no one, Lord God," Rong Fa covered his mouth and smiled jokingly, "It's a ghost inside."
Although the cold jokes were boring, Xiaolan still gave Rongfa face and grinned.
"Those couple are really quiet." Xiaolan put her hand on the doorknob.
"Hey, Lord God, we are outside the door, so of course we can't hear anything." Rong Fa adjusted his white robe, "We'll know when the door opens..."
squeak--
The moment the wooden door opened, Xiaolan understood what Rong Fa said.
A series of yells and curses, mixed with the loud noise of randomly throwing things, poured into the ears of one person and one ghost along the crack in the door.
Xiaolan and Rongfa huddled up, widened their eyes, and got into the door.
This is the back kitchen of a hotel. The windows are bright and clean. It seems that the sanitary conditions are good. However, the pots and pans that should have been placed in their original places either fell to the ground or flew in the air, causing this The person who was doing this, oh no, the ghost, was standing next to the refrigerator, throwing whatever he could with his hands at the other ghost.
"You trash! You're going to piss me off!..." The woman was wearing an apron, her forehead was still dripping with blood, and there were a few white ribs poking out of her abdomen. She grabbed a cutting board and pushed it forward with all her strength. Shake it off, "You said you did this! How many people did you kill! Who can you deserve?! My daughter and I also..."
The ghost she scolded was huddled on a wooden bench in front of the cupboard, holding his head and wailing.
"Ouch... Ouch!..." Rongfa posted on the door, avoiding the messy debris flying over, "Sister, this sister... As for you..."
"As for that?! You said it's not that serious! Ask him if it's that serious?!" The woman paused for a moment and pointed angrily at the man with her trembling fingers, "Our whole family...are you?..."
The woman's huge eyes glanced at Rong Fa, and then fell on Xiao Lan, who was taking refuge behind Rong Fa, "Eh? You... aren't you a little girl... Hey, husband, look, isn't this always the case before? You’re a little girl who came to our house to eat hot pot alone... Husband, you... get out!... Little girl, you... are you too?..."
Xiaolan looked at the woman's shocked face and quickly shook her head, "No, Auntie, I'm not dead yet."
"I was scared to death..." The woman's blood-stained right hand patted her blood-stained chest, "I thought you also asked this damn man to hit him to death... It's okay if you just hit us two to death. If you kill someone else again, let’s see if I don’t kill you!…”
The woman scolded her husband, who was crying in her arms, and didn't seem to find anything wrong with her words.
"Then little girl, how could you see us?" The woman wanted to wipe the blood on her hands before coming over, but the blood became more and more.
"I...I am..." Xiaolan raised her head and glanced at Rongfa, "I'm more..."
"This is our Lord God!" Rong Fa was not polite at all. He pointed at Xiaolan and introduced, "We ghosts are all under the control of Lord God... At least in the future, we are all under the control of Lord God!"
The man seemed to have stopped crying, slightly raised his face buried in his hands, and looked at Xiaolan quietly.
The woman was a little dazed, her eyes wandering between Xiaolan and Rongfa. Before Xiaolan, who was blushing, could explain this sentence, the woman slapped her thigh and shouted, "So that's it...little girl, before you When you come to the restaurant to eat, a pair of empty dishes and chopsticks are placed opposite you, just for this beauty, right?"
Xiao Lan almost choked, Rong Fa had already had a seizure, he took a step forward, with dissatisfaction written all over his face, "Who are you calling a beauty?! Who is a beauty?! I am a handsome guy!... Let's go, God." Sir, let's go, we won't do this deal anymore..."
Xiaolan patted Rongfa's arm to comfort her, and smiled awkwardly at the woman, "Yeah, yes, I've been doing this for a while..."
"Hey, let me tell you that this little girl like you has amazing bones and a big appetite. You are definitely not an ordinary person..."
The woman was mumbling happily, but at some point, the man stood up from the wooden bench, knelt down in front of Xiaolan, still covering his face with his hands, lying on the ground and howling, "Lord God... Lord God, please help me!..."
"Get out of here! You still have the nerve..." The woman was like an angry rooster, raising her arms and about to come over and kick her man.
"Auntie, auntie, wait a minute!..." Xiaolan stopped the woman's attack, "You might as well listen to what he wants to say."
"Yes, yes." Rong Fa replied, seeming to have forgotten that he had said that he would go on strike not long ago.
The man lay on the ground sobbing and shaking, unable to utter even half a complete sentence.
"You... please stop crying," Xiaolan was a little embarrassed to see the man cry, and waved her hands at a loss, "You speak first, stop crying, and raise your head..."
"That's right, why are you crying?" Rong Fa twisted his hair and hooked the man with his right index finger, "Hurry up and raise your head to show us, Lord God."
Why is something weird?
Could it be that Rong Fa has the temperament of a special professional?
The man's crying gradually stopped. After he took a breath, he choked and said, "I'm worried that my face will scare the gods..."
"Master Tianshen has seen so many things, are you still afraid of you?" Rong Fa quickly replied, "Come on, come on, raise your head and speak..."
The man put his hands down and silently raised his head.
Although Rong Fa screamed happily, he immediately buried his head behind Xiao Lan.
"What are you doing?"
"Lord God, are you afraid of me? I have only died once and have never seen much of the world..."
When the man's face appeared in front of Xiaolan's eyes, a chill did rise from Xiaolan's stomach, but she resisted the urge to hiccup, forced a smile, raised her hands and said, "It's... not bad. .”
There was no longer a whole piece of normal skin on the man's face. Large and small pieces of glass were pierced into the flesh. The entire face was almost torn to pieces. The tip of his nose was cut off and hung crookedly in his middle. In front, a large piece of glass was embedded in the forehead, exposing the bone stubble. The right side of the mouth was also torn open, and the lower jaw and teeth were shockingly exposed.
When the woman saw the man's appearance, she stopped yelling and cursed, turned her head and cried silently.
"You said you wanted me to help," Xiaolan asked, "What do you want me to do for you?"
As the man spoke, tears welled up in his eyes again.
"Apologise..." the man choked, "I want to apologize to everyone, I'm sorry for them..."
