Paper horse incense shop

"Is there any further information leading to those missing?"

With the anger filling my chest, I asked again.

The silence there was unprecedentedly long. After several inputs, only one expected answer came back:

"There are some commonalities, so hundreds of missing cases that lasted for more than ten years were grouped together."

"But the case is still being investigated, and many details only we have internal access to."

This is already a polite way of declining for adults.

Asking again is not only impolite, but can also easily offend the other person.

I could only say thank you, remember everything today in my heart, and then go back to check the first message from Officer Zeng.

Officer Zeng’s answer was as precise as his own:
"Don't worry, I've written it down and handed it over to the lesbians for careful investigation. We won't let any bad guy go."

Will you not let go of any bad guy?

I sighed in my heart, and after confirming that there was no more information that needed attention, I slowly put down the phone.

Yang Jinhua really did all kinds of bad things.

Half an eye, why did you send me to Yang Jinhua?

Do you really not want me to kill anyone?

Or do you want me to take action?
The reason why you tell me 'don't kill people' is because you are pointing out that I 'kill people'?

Or.
He knew what Yang Jinhua had done and sent me to Yang Jinhua's side just to make me one of the many missing people?
But even if I have Qiqiao Exquisite Heart, it is impossible to know the results of these conjectures.

Because half the eye Yang Jian is dead.

What does death without evidence mean?
This is called death without evidence.

This conjecture may really follow Half Eye into the grave.
Or maybe we can use our lives to get a glimpse of it in the future?
I lay in bed and thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't draw a barely clear route for my future.

In particular, the buzzing sound of the lawnmower in the garden downstairs invaded my eardrums through the window. My originally restless thoughts became even more annoying, and I actually had a headache.

Why, then, is the lawnmower always working endlessly?

I simply cleared my mind and lay on the bed, possessing the paper man already attached to the gap in the outer wall. Only then could I clearly hear what was going on outside——

The loud noise of the lawnmower continued, but it stopped for a moment. There seemed to be a vague human voice saying hello, and then the sound of a car engine.
It’s Chen Dachun, the second portion of dumplings.

I stayed in bed for too long and almost missed time!
The paper man who is still at Bai Xiaowan's house has something good in him, so he must bring it back.

And we have to focus on observing Bai Xiaowan’s ex-boyfriend who died on the iceberg.
I quickly controlled the paper man to emerge from the gap, but this time I missed the drill collar and had no choice but to stick to the bottom of the car.

But the position I chose in a hurry was obviously not a good one. It was at the rear of the car.
I hate exhaust fumes.

The originally white paper man was completely blackened by smoke.

Fortunately, this paper man doesn't come with any 'additional accessories', so it doesn't bother you if it gets dirty, and the gray-black color is less eye-catching than white.
Well, it's actually quite eye-catching, and the whole body smells so bad that I can't even get under my collar.

I comforted myself briefly, then my thoughts turned around. I saw the right opportunity and rushed towards Chen Dachun's soles.

The soles of shoes are also a good place to hide, and no one will look here easily.

I just followed Chen Dachun along the old road. If I needed to change my shoes, I would wait for a while and then get out from under the shoes and stick to Chen Dachun who was moving again.

After a hard journey, we finally arrived at a familiar room.

Chen Dachun not only had to be taught a lesson by Yang Jinhua this time, he was no longer as excited as last time. He respectfully handed the food box to Bai Xiaowan:
"Mrs. Bai, here is the second dumpling."

"Today our wife told me that today's dumplings are fishy." I thought Chen Dachun was going to say something like dipping them in vinegar or wrapping them in perilla leaves to remove the fishy smell.

But Chen Dachun’s next words once again refreshed my understanding with Bai Xiaowan:
"If possible, you can wrap it in some oil to make it easier to eat."

Yes, it has to be eaten after all, why should we insist on 'removing the fishy smell'?

This dumpling filling is already a special filling, so why talk about human rights?

This means obviously explaining, oiling, and forcing it directly.

Bai Xiaowan was stunned for a few seconds, took the food box, and said softly:

"it is good."

The weirdness and hysteria on her face yesterday had disappeared, and she returned to her gentle and gentle look.

Bai Xiaowan seems to like wearing white skirts.

Today she wore another white skirt with different workmanship and materials, which made her look very beautiful, causing the devils who stepped on the bed to turn their heads to look at her.

Every time he looked at it, Li Gui couldn't help but move his feet, lingering on the edge of stepping on it.

I actually saw traces of gnashing of teeth on that slightly delicate face.

Bai Xiaowan closed the door smoothly and turned on only one night light in the room. Suddenly there was only a dim light in the room.

But Bai Xiaowan moved freely and seemed to be more adaptable to the night environment than during the day.

She came to the bedside and opened the food box skillfully. There was still a bowl of beautifully arranged dumplings in the food box.

As Yang Jinhua said, the dumplings are all black and red, and they look fishy at first glance.

Bai Xiaowan did not follow Yang Jinhua's instructions, but showed 100% patience, took out a dumpling, and handed it to the old man's mouth with crooked eyes and slanted mouth.

The old man was reluctant to eat, and she didn't seem to be in a hurry. She just handed it to her mouth, waiting for the old man to get hungry and open her mouth to chew.

Maybe he was hungry, but the food tasted delicious.

But this process was obviously very long. It took about twenty minutes to eat less than three dumplings.

During this time, I completed the transformation of the possessed soul on the chandelier early, discarded the paper man when I came today, and replaced it with the paper man body I had when I came yesterday.

I'm making preparations and starting to try what I learned in Master's Notes——

Say condolences.

That is what is called lying.

Death language is the name for ghost language.

In fact, very few people know——

Not all ghosts can speak human language.

Only ghosts who have a strong memory of the human world, or who still retain some consciousness from their lifetimes, can speak human words depending on the situation.

As for those ghosts who have been in the underworld for a long time, or who are simply not in contact with humans, over time, they will forget human words and turn into 'death words' that are spoken after death.

The so-called "talk to people and talk to ghosts" is actually not unreasonable.

In fact, the original meaning refers to the death language, which means that humans and ghosts are not the same species, and the languages ​​used are naturally different.