: 54. Fighting

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He picked up a bundle of new yellow paper and opened it to continue burning. His eyes swept over the safety beads hanging on his wrist. When he was a child, his grandfather looked at him seriously. He felt his heart stalked and stretched it out. He tightened his fingers. , throw it directly into the brazier.
"You always say that I am very blessed. I have been sinned in my life. I have enjoyed it in my life. Let's take a look at the days when our grandsons and grandsons have lived... You love to write stories and swear me, why not spend more than a few years.

The black beads stringed by the red string slammed into the brazier and made a "squeaky" sound. The flame in the pot slammed up a bit, and then a plastic burnt charred smell rose and bowed back. Yu Yu was stunned by flames and stench, straightened up, licking the bangs that had been smashed, smelling more and more scent, and more and more sadness came from it.
"You actually even lie to me, what ancestral treasures can stabilize the soul of the peace beads, this is a plastic ball!"
Losing him still wants to burn this, let the old man cast a good baby in his next life!
The tears that had been gradually suppressed came out again. He looked at the white cloth covered with the coffin, and took a deep breath to prepare for another one. Suddenly a shocking crash came from the outside, and the light bulb on the top of the head seemed to be Then he shook.
The cries that he did not export were so scared back into the scorpion, and his eyes narrowed his lips and curled his shoulders for a few seconds. After returning to God, he got up and ran away.
The emptiness of the place is remote, and the area is a few miles away from the woods. It is backed by a small hill. Usually there are few people coming. There is only a bare narrow dirt road leading to the outside. The road is full of trees, and it looks a bit ugly at night. .
Because of the snow, the dirt road was pale, so the more horrible the two deep car marks in the middle of the dirt road.
Yu Yu quickly ran close, saw the car traces straight into the grove on the side of the road, at the end there was a red sports car with a front end that was almost scrapped. The broken tree was pressed underneath, and it took a sigh of relief and was busy. Looking around in the driver's seat, I faintly saw two figures lying down inside, reaching out to pull the door, unable to open, calling people, no response, screaming at the phone to call the police and emergency calls, flustered .
"I just want to send my grandfather to the last journey. You said that you rich people, nothing to do in the middle of the night to hit the place where the bird is not pulling... Hello, here is the lotus village of Anyang Town..."
After the phone was finished, he lifted his sleeve and wiped the snow falling on his face. He tried to pull the door again, and he couldn’t move. He saw that the people inside had not moved, as if he had already died, his heart was shaking, and he almost wanted to cry. .
This is all about it.
"Don't die, don't die."
He shook his scorpion and looked around, found a brick, and slammed the glass with his eyes closed toward the rear door, then threw the bricks away, and the detective went in and opened the door and drilled in.
Without the blockage of the car glass, Yu Yu finally saw the situation inside the car.
Sitting in front of the car, there are two men, one woman and two women. They are very young. The man in the driver’s seat firmly protects the woman in the passenger seat under her body. The woman is covered with blood. The woman is blocked. Unclear situation.
Yu Yu first explored the situation of men, the skin is warm, but it seems that there is no breathing. His fingers trembled, his mouth chanting the women who had taught him through the childhood, and moved his hand to the woman below.
The steady pulse beats clearly from the place where the finger touches. The breath that he holds is suddenly relaxed, and then immediately leans forward, not dare to move the two people greatly, fearing to cause secondary damage, only looking for two people carefully. The wound on the body, I want to stop bleeding first.
"Hold up, the doctor will come soon, hold on."
The temperature of the man passed by little, the pulse of the woman was always calm, and Yu Yu untied the white cloth filial belt attached to the waist, slightly clumsy to help the man wrap the wound on his arm, remembering that the Taoist would never be jealous again. The open-eyed grandfather, tears that have been screaming.
"Don't die..." Why do people die?
Hey.
The warm tears drip on the back of the man's low hand, as if it had been burned, and the man's slender fingers suddenly moved.
Ok?
Yu Yu froze, staring at the pale, bloodless hand in front of him, his lips shaking, and then holding it tightly, the speed of the heart beat suddenly increased.
Yes, it is an illusion, though, although he does not want to have one more person to go to Huangquan Road today, he still deceives people to help him, but it is obviously cold, how, how...
"do not……"
"what!"
He yelled and dropped the filial piety and got out of the car. He ran back to the Taoist temple and ran to the front of the coffin. He picked up a bundle of yellow paper and desperately stuffed it into the brazier of Mars. He kept chanting in his mouth. : "Fake, all fake, dreaming, dreaming, how the scams may appear, and fakes are fake."
The snow stopped slowly.
Outside the Taoist temple, the whistle of the police car and the ambulance sounded Ulaula, and Yu Yu hid behind the door of the Taoist temple and peeked out from the crack. Seeing the two police officers coming together, he panicked his head. Retracted, took a deep breath and knew that I couldn’t hide. I just turned and pulled the door open.
"Is it your police?"
The older policeman saw him take the initiative to greet him from the door and stop asking.
Yu Yufei quickly glanced at the scene of the accident surrounded by police cars and ambulances. He nodded slightly and cautiously asked: "How about the two people in the car?"
"The car has been rescued, the man is hurt a little, the woman is only slightly injured, no problem." The young policeman replied, his eyes swept over the filial piety on his arm, and concealed the coffin and mourning hall in the lobby of the eye. Stretched his arm and turned his colleague.
The older police officers also saw the situation in the hospital. They glanced at the sly face with a young and childish face. They brought a little sympathy in their eyes and asked in a slow tone: "Are you alone here? Family?"
Yu Yu shook his head: "No one else, just one."
After reading it, I took a look at the ambulance and confirmed, "Is that man just hurting?" Instead of being cold?
He asked this question a little strange. The two policemen looked at each other and guessed that he might have been scared. The older policeman calmly said: "It is indeed a bit heavy, but fortunately, hemostasis is timely, otherwise it is estimated that the doctor will not arrive. Are you helping to bandage?"
Yu Yu nodded again, his fingers tightened and relaxed, and the palpitation was scattered.
It seems that before it was just an illusion, winter is cold, he may be wrong, maybe.
"Is the back glass of the car also yours? If you use anything, can you tell us in detail?" The police continued to ask, and also took out a book record.
Yu Yu calmed down and honestly answered the police question. At the request of the police, he found the brick he had used.
At this time, the trees pressed on the sports car had been removed, the doors were wide open, and the people inside were all transferred to the ambulance. Yu Yu just pointed the bricks to the police, and the ambulance started up there, carrying the patient and leaving the dirt road.
"Snow is slippery, it is remote, and I don't know if the male patient can get to the hospital."
A small police officer sighed and said, Yu Yu listened to his side and looked at him. He just prepared to bid farewell to the police and returned to the Taoist temple. His eyes suddenly turned black, and a coolness spread from the soles of his feet. His body swayed and fell. On the ground.
"Hey! What's wrong with this?"
"What happened to the young man, where is it uncomfortable?"
"Fast! Come and help me to help him!"
The coolness invaded the whole body, the head was severely painful, and the body was moved. Yu Yuqiang held his eyes open and looked at the lips of the police officer who kept on and off, but another strange male voice was heard in the ear.
"Don't cry."
What are you crying for? Who is talking?
"wait for me."
Who are you waiting for? who are you?
He shook his head, his heart suddenly warmed up, his pain in his brain eased, his cold limbs slowly warmed up, his consciousness suddenly broke away from the fog caused by the pain, all the senses returned to reality, and the face of the elderly police officer was in front of him. His warm voice.
"What happened to the young man? Come, drink some hot water first."
The hand was stuffed into a thermos cup, and Yu opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. He shook his head and returned the thermos to the old police officer. He got up and walked toward the Taoist temple.
The illusion is an illusion. It must be that he does not rest well, so he has an illusion.
In the ambulance, the nurse helped the man to wipe off the blood on his face and saw his lips twitching as if he was talking, bending slightly.
"Don't cry..."
"Don't cry?" The nurse wondered, and the body suddenly trembled abruptly, scaring her to quickly reach out and press the bed, raising her voice and saying, "Slow down! You are too sick to hurt the patient!"
"Sorry, sorry, the ground was covered with snow, and there was a pit that I didn't see." The driver explained quickly.
"be quiet."
The doctor who had been concentrating on the patient's wound suddenly frowned. The nurse shut up, looked back at the doctor, and glanced at the handsome facial features revealed by the patient's clean blood on the bed. He remembered the sports car whose head was completely deformed and sighed in his heart.
These rich people are really...what.
Yu Yu’s eyes were slightly wide, and I didn’t expect that the Yin Yan’s strength, which looks like a sick and weak son, was so big, and it was so easy to cut wood.
In contrast, the effort to chop the firewood a few days ago seems to be a fool.
Cut the broken wood into the appropriate length, Yin Yan observed the planing knife and began to plan the wood.
The bark and sawdust flew together, and the broken wood slowly changed its appearance. It seemed to be just a blink of an eye. A new wooden wedge appeared in Yin Yan’s hands.
Yu Yu almost wants to applaud him.
Put the new wooden wedges in place, Yin Yan put down the tool and lift the door panel again, fix the door panel on the door frame, and look at the side of the door: "Hold the handle."
"Ah? Oh."
Yu Yu promptly retracted the hand ready to close the applause, turned off the toolbox and stepped over, and reached out to the door.
When I was squatting, I didn’t think it was close to standing and comparing, only to find that Yin Yan was really high. And from the bottom up, Yin Yan's five senses are still good to see can not be picky.
How can there be such a good-looking person in this world? It is clear that the five senses are no better than other people who look good, but it is good-looking. When you raise your hand and bow your head, just do something to make people look at it.
this is not right.
Yu Yu faintly felt that he was a little bit wrong. The various reactions were like evil. But when he was close to the other party, the warmth of the other person’s faintness made him unable to concentrate on thinking about what was wrong.
"Help here."
The back of the hand suddenly warmed up, and the white palm that he had just stared at for a long time covered it, gently grasped his hand, moved his hand to the upper part of the door frame, fixed it tightly, and then naturally moved incomparably opened.
The other hand's hand is very pale, very slender, very nice, and it seems that it should have a cool temperature, but after actually touching it, it is found that the other hand's hand is very warm, so that he almost couldn't control the past.
After Yin Yan wraps around the door panel, he uses nails to fix the loose door panel joint.
Yu Yu looked at the door panel with familiar old lines in front of him, and the line of sight swept the traces of yellow paper on the top, and suddenly took a step back.
The warmth of the breath was far away, and just a breeze of the north wind blew the atmosphere around the inexplicable atmosphere.
His slightly blank eyes gradually became clear, and the smothered brain began to rotate normally. The thoughts that had been broken by the sudden rise of coldness were re-attached, and everything in front of them was inexplicable and funny.
The strange guest who suddenly came to the door, the inexplicable hug, and now the self-cultivation of the door, everything is very different, and it is also a matter of reason.
... terrible reason should be felt.
He tightened his lips, tightened the hand holding the door panel, tried to suppress the fear of trepidation in his heart, took a shallow breath, and asked: "You...who are you?"
Is a person a ghost? Or what can confuse people and disturb the will of the people?
The knocking sound stopped, and the pale hand extended out from the door panel again, and then staggered his hand in the sight of Yu’s enemies and landed on the lower part of the door panel, gently lifting the door up.
"Crooked."
After a few knocks, Yin Yan took the hammer and turned it out from the door panel. He raised his hand and gently swept off the sawdust from the sweater. He replied: "I am Yin Yan. You saved from the red sports car more than half a month ago. The person who came down this time, specifically to find it, is to thank."
About half a month ago? Sports car?
The memory suddenly returned, and the picture that I saw that night came to my eyes, and gradually lost my body of temperature, full of blood... and suddenly moving my fingers.
Yu Yu’s face became pale and he did not hesitate to loosen the hand holding the door panel. He looked at Yin Yan’s white and almost transparent in the sun, and there was no face. The heart tightened into a ball, and carefully took a step back. Then he turned and strode toward the view and forced the door to close.
Hey.
Also lost the lock.
"There is no life Buddha, the ancestors are blessed, the spirits are spirited, and the ghosts are retreating."
He held his hands in front of his face and leaned against the doorway to read some words from grandfather and TV dramas. The fear and tension were infinitely magnified, and he almost cried.
The eccentricity of the peach blossom branch has not yet been understood, and now there is a guy who is suspected of being a scam, what should I do? What should he do?
"Grandpa, save me."
He looked at the portrait of the church, thought of something, busy loosening his hand to the pocket, trying to take out the peace bead, but touched the air, stunned for a few seconds, rushed to the front, found the incense candle lit, and began to worship the portrait And for the grandfather statue on the table.
Hey.
"Yu Yu, open the door."
The cool sound came from the door panel, and the influence of appearance on face-to-face was lost. This voice suddenly became familiar.
[Don't cry. 】
【wait for me. 】
[Stop. 】
[Don't go any further. 】
I thought that the memory that had been forgotten came together. Yu Yu trembled on the mat under the church. The courage was not completely scared. The mind was knotted, and the mouth began to confuse socialist values.
"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice... no ghosts, there are no ghosts in this world, they are deceiving, and they are fake."
He was deceiving himself, and the faint smoke rising from the incense candle and the ancestral statue on the church looked in the line of sight. Suddenly, he saw that the big statue suddenly changed from a young age, and his body was faintly covered with a golden light. , scared to whisper, throw away the incense sticks and climbed up and ran towards the backyard.
Yin Yan stopped the knocking hand, sighed low and suddenly reached out and pushed the door straight, as if the lock above did not exist.
"It's still so timid."
"Brother! What happened, how did he run?"
Yin Le rushed over and was full of fog.
Obviously, the last two people were still working together in a harmonious atmosphere. How did the next big man fall and they ran back to the house and didn’t even call one.
"He was scared." Yin Yan stretched his arm and stopped Yin Le, who wanted to cross the stepping house. He looked at the courtyard door, which was only half-finished, and whispered, "Someone is coming."
"what?"
Yin Le stopped and followed the side of the courtyard.
The village director Lao Huang heard from the children in the village who went to the mountain to catch the hare. It seems that some people are walking around the old Taoist temple. I wonder if it is Yu Yu’s return from the provincial capital to the New Year. I am afraid that people will miss it and will be able to clear a subsidy. Going toward the Taoist Temple.
When he walked to the front of the Taoist temple, he saw the door open, and he was happy. He also saw a black car parked outside the door. He looked confused and looked back at the car and stepped over the door.
How come there is a car, Yu Yu that kid bought a car?
"Yu Yu Xiaozi, the village has given you some subsidies for the New Year, you are alone -"
The countryside didn't pay much attention to it. When he entered the door, he shouted. When he turned back, he saw a well-dressed, 30-year-old man with gold-rimmed glasses standing in a place not far from the courtyard door. He was shocked and retreated. One step asks: "Who are you?"
After I found out that I found two younger men at the door of the house, they all wore the appearance of being full of extravagance. At first glance, they came from people in big cities. They were unconscious and somewhat cautious. They remembered the car at the door and lowered their voice. Said: "You are all the guests of Yu Xiaozi, I am the director of his village, come over and give him something, others?"
While talking about a few people without a trace, I suddenly regretted coming to this.
Friends who are so extravagant, Yu Yu is sure to mix well in the provincial capital, and it will be rare that he sent this oily rice crispy fruit, but Yu Xiao is also a sloppy child. How can they let them stand when the guests come? In the yard, it is not suitable for sitting in the house.
Yin Le and Weng Xiping did not speak, and all looked at Yin Yan.
Yin Yan’s line of sight turned around in the old yellow and good and reliable face, and looked sideways at the back door of the lobby and the backyard scene that was half exposed. The heart suddenly became more intimate, stepping forward. The old yellow is going.
......
"Hey! It turned out to be a thank you, you are welcome. You are a little bit timid. You blame his grandfather for the old man. Nothing always loves to tell some strange stories. You are waiting, I am here. Go and shout him out."
After listening to Yin Yan’s explanation, the sternness and politeness of Lao Huang’s face disappeared. He warmly greeted the three people sitting down at the side table on the side of the lobby and turned to walk towards the back yard.
"I didn't expect people who lived in the Taoist temple to be afraid of ghosts." Yin Le whispered, and felt very incredible: "And big brother, where is this like a ghost, obviously so handsome..."
Yin Yan removed the peach porridge from the table and looked away from him. He looked up at him and explained: "I was comatose in the car accident that night, and my body was full of blood. It would be normal for me to misunderstand."
Yin Le opened his mouth and snorted. I didn't expect him to seriously explain his own swearing. He still had a lot of maintenance on Yu Yu, and couldn't help but step on Weng Xiping.
Weng Xiping was sore and straight, and he looked at him inexplicably.
Yin Le crazy eyes.
Weng Xiping is full of fog.
Really a pig teammate!
Yin Le Moya, had to set up a ladder for himself, pretending to ask casually along the subject: "After this formal meeting, what did Big Brother think of this metaphor? Still... Chinese?"
Yin Yan looked at him quietly and did not speak.
"...cough, I just want to confirm it again, nothing else."
Yin Le never admits that he wants to gossip, guilty to avoid the line of sight, and coughs a low cough, and continues to say: "Since I like it, that brother, I am not going to pour cold water, just from the reaction of the just figurative, you The hope of catching up with people is a bit... and we are going back to B. What are you going to do next? After the end of the year, come over and continue to chase people?"