The waiter Xiaoping nodded apologetically to Jin'hua, indicating that she would try out the clothes first. He brought a cup of hot water to the little beggar. More latest chapters to visit: щ. The little beggar is familiar with the clerks of this store. Sometimes they eat together at lunch, but today he is too lazy to raise his head to Xiaoping. Subconsciously, he walked to the store door and sat down, staring at the snow falling from the street with his eyes fixed on the snow.

"Hiss..." Wushuang tilted her head, took off her sunglasses, looked at the little beggar's strange behavior carefully.

Xiaoping brought the hot water to him, but he didn't reach out to pick it up. He didn't even look at Xiaoping, and just sat there in a daze. Xiaoping "touched" his forehead. It was not hot. She turned around and looked at the store manager and shook her head helplessly.

"Boss Fang, bring that child in." Wushuang shouted outside the "door".

"Oh! Okay!" Fang Dada was as strong as a blind bear, pushing the door with a thin little beggar in his arms. Wushuang observed the surroundings specifically, as if the child was a wild flower and had no control over the flower head behind him.

"Shuangye, what are you going to do? Xiaoliang is so pitiful. His parents don't want him when he was born. Just let him ask for something from me. We don't mind." The kind store manager thought Wushuang was going to send the child to the orphanage.

Boss Fang glanced at the store manager, scared her to retreat and dared not speak out.

"Your name is Xiaoliang? Tell uncle, how old are you?" Wushuang smiled and carried Xiaoliang over. He was afraid that he would scare Xiaoliang, so he took out ten yuan in advance and stuffed it into his hand. But when the money was stuffed in, Xiaoliang did not hold his hand tightly, and fell to the ground again.

"Brother, don't scare him. Xiaoliang, are you hungry? Tell my sister." The simple Jin 'hua' was also attracted by the poor Xiaoliang and no longer paid attention to those beautiful dresses.

But Xiaoliang still ignored anyone, standing there in a daze without saying a word.

"When did he disappear?" Wushuang asked the store manager.

"Every day when we close the store at 9 o'clock in the evening, we will give him some leftovers and close the door, but we didn't see him last night." said the manager.

"My master, is there any problem with this child? Are you dementia?" asked Boss Fang.

"It seems that his boy soul was stolen!" Wushuang said word by word.

"Boss, check out the bill for Miss Jin'hua and take this little beggar home. I'll see if there is any way to save him!" Wushuang walked out of the store with Xiao Jin'hua's hand.

In the Dong family courtyard, Wushuang's mother was so happy today. She got up early to make breakfast for Jin'hua. Seeing that both children were going out to shop, she was so happy in the courtyard that the community was like a happy day for her son.

"Gemini, why did you come back so early? Take a look at the girl with Jin'hua. Just eat at Fu Yide at noon." The old lady asked when she saw her son coming back, thinking they were having a quarrel.

Wushuang said with a serious look on his face: "Mom, let my third grandpa come to my room."

Wushuang ordered Fang Laoda and Fang Laoer to cook water and bring it to his house. Now he washed the little beggar and then found some food. The Dong family is a wealthy family. Although the food is not considered delicacies, the conditions are relatively better than ordinary people. But when faced with these delicacies that Xiaoliang had never eaten in his life, he still sat there in a daze.

"Oh, my master, what are you doing? Why are you picking up the child from outside?" Ma Fuxiang asked.

Wushuang said: "Grandpa San, please help me see if Xiaoliang's boy soul is lost? I look a bit like it."

Ma Fuxiang is an old martial arts world. He has not been exposed in the martial arts world for half a century, but he still can see it when he saw it. I remember that he had the honor of seeing the true body of "yin" Yang Xuandao, but the ancestor knocked it off. No descendants of the thief's "door" must not spy on the evil skills of this thief. Violators drove out the broken hands and feet and kicked out the thief's "door". So Ma Fuxiang still remembers it vividly.

"Yes, it shouldn't be wrong. The one who was stolen was his human soul." He said.

"Is there any way to save him?"

"Well... this is not easy to deal with. Logically speaking, either he will recover his soul within seven days or be a soul for him again. However, the latter may not be "sexual". Even if Caidie comes back, it is not possible, because at least you need to know his birth date and horoscope, and what he loses is a human soul. Human soul cannot be copied and brought from the womb." Ma Fuxiang replied.

"How long can he live if he loses his soul?"

Ma Fuxiang said that as long as the ground soul is not lost, it will not affect a person's life span. However, you have also seen that this child may live a stupid life spanking throughout his life, just like a vegetative person who can eat and pull.

"Brother, Xiaoliang is so pitiful. You must save him. It's too harmful to catch that soul-stealing villain!" Xiao Jin'hua said unfairly.

Wushuang picked up Xiaoliang and asked in a slow tone: "Xiaoliang, tell uncle, who did you meet yesterday? Who took you away? Where did you go?"

"My master, this child is just a dementia now. You can't ask him anything even if you ask him. Don't worry, I'll let my brothers spread news and inquire. Usually, those who do this are experts in the martial arts world, and they will definitely not easily "expose" the trick." said Boss Fang.

In the afternoon, Bureau Lu brought over the files of the lost children case in the past few days. These things were actually useless. Like Xiaoliang, the children had lost the awareness of "communicating" with others and could not ask anything. However, parents all said that before the children were lost, they heard a strange wind chime. The sound was very pleasant and nice. Then the children ran away with the same ringtone and could not call back no matter how they called. When the parents rushed up, the children had been taken away by someone.

There is no pattern to find the location where the guy committed the crime. Today it can be in the city, tomorrow it can be in the suburbs, and the day after tomorrow it may go to other cities. It is more difficult to find clues than to climb to the sky.

"The sound of the wind chime...the sound of the wind chime..." Wushuang sat on the sofa and muttered repeatedly, thinking about something.

"Brother, what do you mean by the wind chime he used?" Jin 'hua' asked.

"Yes, of course there is, that's not an ordinary wind chime. If I guess correctly, the problem lies in the wind chime. It should be called "Summoning the Yin" bell". When adults heard it, they just thought the sound was pleasant, but children who had not left the Child Pass were different. They still had the "Yin" energy they carried when they were reincarnated. When they heard the sound of "Yin" bell, they would involuntarily follow and could not control their bodies at all. It seems that this person not only stole the soul of the boy, but may also be an expert in ghost hunting. In the past, the great shamans of the Manchu clan had to use this kind of wind chime to move the "Yin" spirit when they were psychics. This person was a master. Aren't he afraid of attracting a ghost?" Wushuang explained.

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