Non-Human Sub-district Office

Chapter Four

The **** dog hiding on the side of the courtyard listened to the sound of the wind, and snorted: "She still remembers me."

Lin Mu looked at him and nodded. "Yeah."

"She still remembers." Big Black said this again, pouting. "She is really a very good person."

The old lady is a very kind person.

In the case of **** or only a milk dog, the winter was abandoned outside the wall of the community, and it was packed in a carton. The milk dog with him was frozen and he was dying.

Fortunately, he was taken away by a passing girl, treated with care and smoothness, and successfully grew up with great luck.

That time was the most worry-free day since Dahe had memories.

The girl who took him away from the student became a teacher, became a family and had a child, and the **** also understood the age of the dog.

He did not realize that he had opened his mind and did not realize his particularity.

In this way, there are many creatures who have not yet realized the wisdom, but most of them have died with frustration and destiny.

Dahei didn't realize that he was thinking about it. He stayed with her and stayed with her. He kept squatting for a long time and couldn't bear to leave.

Later, his master was in danger and lie in the hospital. At the end of the day, he was reluctant to repay his life-saving grace. A spirit suddenly woke up, and with the talent of his black male dog, he quietly followed a few ghosts and went to the government. The old lady’s soul was taken back, but she was taken away by the ghosts.

Dahei had been bitter for more than sixty years under the ground, and the shackles of the yin and yang had become fine. When the prisoner was released and ran back, the old lady had already blossomed her hair and her arms around her knees.

The old ladies and children have become a material, and their careers have been successful. They finally decided to stay abroad and become a family. The old lady has no opinions, but she is not willing to follow.

"Do you know, she kept the little clothes that I had made for me that year, and I gave me a tablet in the right way, and the day she woke up from the hospital became my jealous day, every day. Give me a bowl of meat in front of my tablet." Big black said, "I used to steal her and I want to beat me."

Lin Mu glanced at the **** dog next to his foot and did not speak.

"After someone asked her, why do you give the dog a standing position?" The **** grinned. "She said, ‘I was a **** who blocked me from the disaster. I lived, but the black is dead.’”

The old lady occasionally talks about ghost gates, Huangquan Road, and the Naihe Bridge on the river.

She said that there are a lot of small white flowers on the bridgeside. When they arrive, the flowers will "burn" and burn them. They will burn those sinful ghosts and ghosts, and they will form a green and green fire on the forgotten river. The dark and yellow roads that are so dark are bright as white.

When the child passed, the flowers were burned out, and the ashes fell back to the shore, and they re-growed vigorously.

There are not too many people to take this seriously, but it is very happy to secretly pay attention to the old lady’s black.

The old lady still remembers him.

I still remember it until now.

"She still remembers me, remember that the one that went is a ghost gate."

Big black looked at the place where they had just stood, and the potted pilgrimage had been taken into the yard.

"She is bound to come, I think she should go to the heat of her family and students, right?"

Lin nodded and said: "You are very euphemistic."

"It can be euphemistic and euphemistic." The **** muttered, "If I say that you are going to die in person, and quickly call your children back, I will not blame her for being mad."

"There are still many other methods," Lin said.

"But this is the secret that only I know with her." Dahe asked. "Don't you think this is romantic?"

forest:"……"

Mouth.

Not very understanding of your monsters.

Dahei did not think about letting others know. He just silenced for a while and said: "She will forget me."

"When she is dead, she won't have to cross the bridge for three days, and she will not remember me when she drinks Mengpo soup." The **** whispered, "Hey, you said that human life is so short..."

The **** words said that they stopped here again, and looked up at the forest.

Lin Wood also looked down at him.

Big black opened his mouth and found that he was both proud and proud.

"Oh..." He sent out a short syllable, then silently picked up his leash and handed it to the forest.

The forest took the leash and followed the **** to the office.

He doesn't really care what Dahe said, because it is true. My mother's death has been going on for so many years, and it is not an untouchable scar.

It’s just that I’ve heard so much today, and I’m a little curious about how much Lin hasn’t listened to what he’s said.

Since the monster doesn't like to get along with humans, what kind of mentality does his dad and his mother have? - Oh, of course, it may be a one-night stand, his dear mother pitted his unknown dad. Or the unknown dad has ruined his dear mother.

But for the most basic respect for the blood relatives, Lin Mu still defaulted his parents to be sympathetic and gave birth to him.

Lin Mu gently pulled the traction rope in his hand and asked: "Big black, what can the monsters check the bloodline?"

"Ah?" The **** turned and looked over and whispered, "Yes, but they are all in the old heritage. We don't know this kind of wild monster."

Lin Mu nodded a little disappointed.

Dahei heard the original meaning of his words - probably want to know what monster he is.

There is no way to be big black, but I can only comfort the forest, and when the forest is ready to go back, I will give him a whole bag of pilgrimage seeds.

"In any case, the monsters and humans I know can be planted. You are the one who chooses the day." Big black stuffed the seeds to the forest and told him, "You plant a circle around the house, anti-defense anti-magic devil As long as the demon and ghosts who have done bad things dare to approach, they will be burned out by the pilgrimage. When the demon and the ghosts are strongest every day, it works best."

Linmu had wanted to refuse, listened to the **** and said it, and simply accepted it.

I didn't know that there were demons and ghosts. The little things that deal with people are natural enough. Now that I know that there are these strange things, those little things are not enough.

For security reasons, the related things are naturally also to be prepared.

The forest had a lunch outside and took a packet of pilgrimage seeds back home.

As soon as he got home, he sprinkled the bag of scorpion seeds evenly under the foot of his own bamboo fence. Not long after, he gave birth to a little white flowers with delicate and delicate flowers, hidden in the vines, and occasionally shy with the wind. Come out.

In the scorching sun, the trees moved back to the ventilated house with a few pots of bonsai that had been moved back indoors. After watching the empty house for a while, they turned to the attic.

The attic was the place where his mother had piled up debris. Later, the trees were used and used to pile up debris.

It’s a lot of trouble to sort it out now.

Especially when dealing with her mother, the forest is very uncomfortable. The family has almost never moved. Until now, he still stays the same. The room and studio belonging to the mother on the second floor are often cleaned, not moving at all.

It’s just that some paper things are always difficult to preserve, and gradually fade yellow.

Lin Mu spent the whole afternoon sorting out the attic and found three notes and a folder that might be useful in the penthouse.

He wiped the dust from the books, stood silent on the second floor corridor for a while, and finally turned to the studio belonging to his mother.

The lighting in the studio is very good, and the windows are clear.

The setting sun fell into the room, and a beam of light was shot. The starting point was light and the air floated slowly and comfortably. The blue sky showed a dark silence.

There is a pen box on the table, a few stacks of materials, all the bookshelves in the bookcases are all books, and there is a map of the world on the wall. There are a lot of notes and washed photos on the top.

The wood turned on the light and saw a photo pressed under the glass of the desk at a glance.

It was his mother who was holding a water pipe trying to bathe a Samoyed who was rolling in the dust.

This Samoyed forest knows that it is raised by the mother's mentor, called milk candy.

I died at the end of last year.

The tutor has been taking care of the forest business. He is an old customer, and many guests have introduced it through the teacher.

Lin Mu looked at the photo for a while, and suddenly felt that a person living on two floors with a large courtyard loft was lonely. His eyes swept over the old mother who smiled and decided to go to the pet shop in a few days to see if there was a dog licking.

It is best to Samoyed.

Lin Mu thought so, just sat down and opened the newly harvested notebook, and the mobile phone placed next to it pushed a message of orange rainstorm warning tonight.

A tree in the forest, open the window, and then feel the feeling of the wet soil of the pavement under the dark sky. The sky is rolling with the incomparably thick lead cloud, and there are a few flashes of faint light.

Seeing that heavy rain is coming.

Linmu looked down at the potted plants that were served very well in the yard, quickly stuffed the phone, ran downstairs, and hurriedly moved the waterless potted plants into the house, and took a few wooden poles from the house. And heavy poncho, set up a canopy in the yard.

But the movement of the forest is still slower.

The rain curtain poured down without warning, and the raindrops of the beans hit the people and creaked.

The woods went back to the house to cover the raincoat, and the rain curtain, which almost pressed the people to the head, set up a canopy for the potted plants in the yard.

- But still one.

The raincoat couldn't hold the heavy rain curtain, and it was already soaked inside, and it was covered with rain.

The forest took a deep breath, or went back to the house to hold another few wooden poles. Just inserted two rags wrapped around it, and the thin white flowers planted in the circle outside the yard made a sound of "beep" that the flame was polished. Then, regardless of the rain, the flames burned.

Lin Wood was shocked. In the rain curtain that looked at everything, he faintly caught the green flame outside. He hurried back two steps and suddenly kicked a soft thing on his feet.

He bowed his head and stared at a canine that was lying on the ground and bloody. 2k novel reading network