I have been waiting for the workers and peasants six villages No. 6 downstairs, about a blink of an eye, thin and horse soldiers arrived.I looked at the time, and it had been an hour since the skinny had called me, rather than the gusts of effort I felt.The hand holding the lighter because it has been numb to maintain a position for a long time, but the lighter in the hand is still the cold touch of the beginning, and it is not hot by my body temperature.I don't know if it's a lighter problem, or if I blow the cold wind downstairs, my body can't get hot.

The thin man squeezed a transparent plastic bag, and through the light of the street lamp, he could clearly see a dark cloth inside.Ma Yibing carried an iron barrel and a bottle of cooking oil, a few steps behind the thin son, his eyes straight to the plastic bag in the thin hands, and the whole god was on guard.

“Let’s go.”I moved my finger and felt a bit of pain.

The skinny face is sweaty, like the enemy's posture, turn to greet the horse and soldier a little faster.

Ma Yibing probably still does not know why we came here to burn kimono, he did not have more than enough to think about these, just the kimono burned and appeared to take away all his attention.

When the skinny man went upstairs, he told me what they had to do with the kimono.

It can’t even be “found.”

They went to the drama school, went to the community office of the drama club, and saw kimonos in the room where props and costumes were stored.The kimono hangs on the shelf, side by side with the other clothes of the big family, as if no one had moved.

Skinny boldly carefully checked, the kimono did not have any traces of burning, intact, as Chen Xiaoqiu once said, with exquisite materials, exquisite production process, preserved very well.This kimono is like a work of art stored in a glass cabinet, rather than a costume hanging in a student society.

The skinny son let the horse a soldier find a plastic bag and clothing.When he started, he was afraid of how the kimono would react, and who knew that the kimono was like ordinary clothes, was pinch by him, all the way over, and nothing happened.

“Yes, I asked.From that Fan Wen began to count, the drama club of "Big Family" has been played four times."

My footsteps are small, “Four times?”

“Well, that’s...” The skinny teeth.

That is to say, four people may have died before, if you count Zheng Xiaoli, that is five, but it is the number of people under the cherry blossom trees that I see.

But it doesn’t seem to count like that.

I shook my head.

Three people on the 6th floor.

A trembling horse finally remembered to ask a question: “Where are we going?”

My son and I didn’t answer, so I went straight ahead.

The lights are not on here, I don't know if it's broken or ghost.We all saw it as if it was broken and pretended to calmly turn on the phone lighting.

As soon as the light swung, Ma Yibing saw the sign of Aoki Leaf and asked cautiously, “Is there a tall man here?”

My son and I didn’t answer him.

Smiling, I opened the door.

I stopped in front of the key and knocked on the door twice.

The skinny man was surprised, and the horse was also stunned.

“What are you knocking on the door?”

“Is this what you drove?”

The two asked very different questions in a very different tone.

The skinny man was horrified, and the horseman was surprised.

I waited for a while, and no one answered the door, and naturally no one came to open the door for us, and I opened the lock and said, "That... I came in."

The thin man was more afraid, not afraid of kimono, holding the kimono on his chest, the little girl shrank her body like, "Hello, Chico, what do you do!"

Squeak –

The door opened and the sound was a little louder, probably because it was too quiet around.

They both hit with a stirring.

“Come in.”I took a deep breath and entered the office first.

The office was quieter than the outside, and there was no sound at all.I looked around and didn’t see anyone, and I didn’t know if it was disappointment or joy.

The horse soldier came straight in, and the thin man was made haired by my actions, which now seemed smaller than the horse's army.

“Hurry up!Do not delay!”I drink low on the skinny.

The thin man's generous face was a generous expression, and he stepped into the office.

“The door is closed.”I said again.

“Or is it open?”The skinny man discussed with me, and pushed the door wider, so that he could escape after it.

“Don’t talk nonsense!”I rebuke again.

The thin fox looked at me suspiciously, looked at me half-sun, and did not see any results.

I went straight over and closed the door.

The skinny jumped and hid two steps from me.

"Bring the iron bucket and clothes."I reached out to both of them.

The horse wanted to end this quickly, but it cooperated with me.

The skinny man gave me a concilator.

I poured oil on my kimono and threw it into the iron barrel.The lighter has been pinch by me, I do not know what kind of god ghost this is, I can only pray that it must be used, the kimono is burned clean, do not be a demon.After praying, I read Amitabha Buddha in my heart, talking to myself to the peace, and persuading it to be bliss early, not to harm the world.

As I read, I opened the sterling silver lighter, the fire jumped out, and the warm light added a little temperature to this cold and dark space.

When the kimono touched the fire, it burned up and turned into a fire, burning very fast.

“Is that okay?”The horse laughed and asked both of us.

The thin man said, “How did that bang burn?”

The horse smiled on his face, “Yes... I heard it was a match... it burned like this...”

“It’s burning like this, there’s no gray left?”The skinny asked again.

The horse panicked.

It doesn’t matter if it’s okay, it feels wrong to think about it.

The kimono is not paper, or paper also has ash, how to burn so easily?

“What kind of special material...” Ma Yibing thought for half a day and came up with such a reason.

The thin man is estimated to say what "ghost material" and the like, just open the mouth to expose a mouth shape, the iron barrel inside the fire has burned out.

A few layers inside and outside the kimono, a big one, even if the oil was poured and not burned so fast.

Ma Yibing himself did not believe the "special material" of his own words, but he did not believe the other "truth", and said eagerly: "Burn, let's go!"

The thin man glared at the horse, "At least wait, it will come back again..."

The voice did not fall, and I felt a wind blowing from me.I raised my hand suddenly, my arm straight around a circle, and grabbed me behind myself.

The thin man and the horse were frightened by my actions, and the skinny man took three steps back, far away from me.

I was sideways by the arm, just in the direction that my arm was poked.My hand showed a fist-crystal posture, which should have used strength, but I could not feel it at all.

When the skinny man and the horse were about to open their mouths to ask, something appeared in the fist I held.

It was a black cloth, which expanded and grew in my hand, and became the appearance of clothes, and the cherry blossom tree gradually appeared from the canopy to the root of the tree.

The thin man and the horse frequently pumped.

I could not make a sound, for I saw that the kimono, which I had pinch my collar, did not hang like a normal dress, but stood in mid-empty, as if it were inside.