The face of the left peak had a flash of solidification, and then he smiled: "Latma, do you doubt me?"

"No, of course I believe in you, but I don't believe in Lu Yucong."I laughed.

"Don't worry, his body, King Zhao, is also seen with his own eyes, he is right, well, relax a little, he is really dead, a dead man, still always remember what to do on the heart."

“So, little Lan, haven’t you found it yet?”

"No, it has become a foreign case, probably not many people to pay attention to her, after all, these murderers are not her."

"Oh, you're busy, get the electric power."I waved to the left.

He shrugged and turned away.

Looking at the back of the left peak, there was a sense of sadness in his heart, the most uncomfortable thing in the world, I am afraid, I am afraid, who was doubting the person who had been most trusted, but that day at Mr. Liu's house, Lu Yucong had a deep look at the left peak, and he always lingering in front of his eyes.

I wish I wanted more, I sighed and turned around, looked at the hair that had been thrown in the trash before, it seemed to move a little, and then fixed my eyes, and nothing.

“Stupid?”Little Bai's voice sounded at the door of the studio, and he was lazy enough, and these were all points.

"Little white, you're sleeping less and less."I turned around and saw that he was in a straight hand, and there was nothing to say.

“How many times in life, so hard to do?”He laughed and lighted a cigarette.

"If there is no business, what will the brothers and sisters on the mountain eat."

"Yes, say that."Little Bai was originally trying to say something, and his eyes were suddenly fixed in my hand: “So fast?”

I looked at my palm and said to him truthfully: "When I met the tapir last night when I went down from the mountain, he helped me."

“Oh!”Little Bai looked at me and said, "That feeling is good, how much effort you have saved."

“Only six.”Speaking of this, it is difficult to be a little depressed, but it is interrupted by Xiao Bai: "Suffat, do you, Do Mingyue."

He was right, and if there was no help from tapirs, I don’t know how long it would take to show up.

Just talked for a while, someone came to the door to call Xiao Bai playing mahjong, he really was helpless, not only to go to the mahjong room to play, but also in the Yuyin street of other people's shop door, probably took the old Dao chief recently did not want to go down the mountain, so blatantly.

I have nothing to do, I can only open the computer to turn on things on the wedding, wedding dress, gift box, any one can see the heart of the itching.

The heart is not itch, and the neck is also itch.

One hand clung to the mouse, one hand raised to grab the neck, and actually caught a pair of hair.

Looking at this hair, it is cold in my heart, what happens, and... this is not my hair?Scared rushed to the trash can before trying to throw away the hair, how do you know this look at the garbage can in the heart is cooler, the inside of the hair is missing, is it my hand at this time the previous throw away the group?How did it get to my neck?

Throwing the hair into the trash again, hand-in-hand, the character was thrown in, and my heart was finally down to earth.

As soon as he sat down, there was a loud noise above his head, as if something on the roof had suddenly fallen on the floor of the attic floor, and it made a loud noise that frightened me.

It’s weird now, but why can’t I see any power?

Walking to the door, seeing that the little white side was playing happily, he had to take the copper money sword and hard scalp to the attic to see.

No one's studio, more cold than usual, probably this atmosphere makes the whole room more mysterious, I step by step up the stairs, I think of the first time with the big brother upstairs, he turned to the face without five senses.

“Oh my God.”As soon as I walked to the door, there was a low hmout inside.

And I knew the sound, and I looked in amazement at the unfolding body of the clump in the darkness: “Abo, when are you in our little attic?”

“Sister Moon, it’s me.”Lin Abao promised to stand up and groaned, “I just arrived.”

“Just arrived?You say you’re from somewhere else, all at once?”Unexpectedly, I was a little afraid of my own eyes.

Lin Abao has come to the door, stepping out of the door, the traces on her body are obvious, there should be no panic, the white sneakers are still covered with wet and itch soil, and I have entered the studio to now, probably two hours, did not see her come in.

"I don't know what's going on lately. Meditation can not only transfer my mind and will, but even people can transfer it, ah, I fell so bad, sister next month, five minutes ago, I was still camping with my classmates in Matsuyama."

Songshan is a scenic mountain in F City, there are many ways to go from here, Lin Abao can actually send himself here with meditation, which is really possible for mankind?

Not only that, I thought of another possibility.

Holding Lin Abao downstairs, watching her call the students with her own eyes, said that they had gone home in advance, and let them bring their own things back together, that way, it was completely not like doing fake.

“If you can’t control yourself, why do you have to meditate?”I poured her a glass of hot water.

"I didn't mean to meditate, I just suddenly remembered my little white brother, so I came here."Lin Abao's white face swept over a smear of red, some embarrassed to back the back of the short hair: "You must not say with little white brother how I came here."

"Don't worry."I laughed, girl, Huai Chun, don't have a taste.

When I took Lin Abao behind the little white who was playing mahjong, Xiao Bai saw a ghost at first glance, and the second glance, he fixed his eyes on my face to make a look, that meant, or not a friend?

I can’t stop Lin from getting close to him, am I?I didn’t see it, left the little girl, and went back to the studio.

Sitting in front of the computer, raising my eyes to the attic stairs, I suddenly thought of a problem, Lu Yucong's mahogany table is a medium, that this room, this small attic, said, he was so rich, since he wanted to invest in us to open a studio, then why not spend more money to remove the small attic?

Is this attic also another media channel, so it can go straight to the old nest of the Black Moon?

Think of these, can not help but fight a cold war, if it may be established, that is to say, every move we make every day, or even every conversation, is actually in the control of the Black Moon School and the Black Moon Demon Road?

At noon, Zhao Qin brought Abu to deliver me a meal, and after dinner, I gave the studio to Abu, and I called the time when Zhao Qin went out for a walk, and told him the thoughts in my heart.

Zhao Qin muttered for a moment: "If there is such a thing, at least let them know that we are working hard to gather good results, so it will not be for your aunt for the time being, this matter, it is not necessary to let others know, but will inadvertently show up, then the people of Dujia Village will be very dangerous."

I nodded, "What's the stake in it, I know naturally."