The little girl started crying. I hesitated, ran back to my car, handed her a Mickey doll that was used for decoration on the car, and said with a smile: "This one is for you. [That one is torn, so it should be thrown away."

.”

Passers-by also became confused. The grandpa cursed him as crazy and drove away. Actually, looking back, he was definitely quite crazy to do this at that time.

Watching them, grandfather and grandson, wandering through the five-way intersection, and the crowd of people watching us dispersed, my cousin took out the compass, looked at it, and said: "The owner of the doll is watching over there.

What about us."

I followed his gaze and saw that there were only dim street lights under that intersection. But I still couldn't help but shudder.

I was anxious when I saw my cousin walking down the sidewalk with the doll. Didn't he say that if he crossed the intersection with this doll, he would be stalked by the scapegoat? He still passed by.

I was stunned when my cousin shouted: "Hey! Come and hold my hand. Give me some courage! I'm still holding this doll!"

Damn! It turns out he is scared too! He even held hands! Isn’t that disgusting! I’m not his girlfriend, I’m still his sister! The two of us crossed the road instead of walking on the sidewalk, and we were very flustered. I couldn’t stop

He raised his hand to signal the passing vehicles to pay attention to us and let us pass. Don't rush over.

Just under the street lamp, my cousin drew a circle with a piece of yellow clay on the roadside without sealing it. Then he lit the rag doll with a lighter, placed the rag doll in the circle, and let it burn.

Watching the rag doll burning, he said: "Actually, the average scapegoat has no consciousness after death. Until he wanders around the place where he died for almost a year, he will repeat the scene of his death every time he is in the dark.

. After repeating it again and again, and being scared again and again, he will know that he is dead and has to find someone to guard this intersection for him. He can only leave when someone comes to replace him.

Many people have experienced driving situations where they seem to have hit something, but they can’t feel anything when they get out of the car. Or the car suddenly tilts, but it gets better in an instant. These are the scapegoats repeating the pain of their death.

However, if someone gives his belongings to others, and if someone walks through this intersection, they will do it for him. However, most Feng Shui masters will not talk about such harmful practices. However, there are also some unethical practices.

People who would teach others to do this for money. We can go find that mother and find out who taught her to do this."

"Find the secret man, and then what?" I asked.

"Hit him and tell him that he is not learning this to harm others."

"that's all?"

"What else can it do?"

Yes, what else can we do? No one would believe these things even if we say them. There is really nothing we can do.

Watching the rag doll gradually turn into a pile of ashes, I said: "You didn't make a penny this time, and you also lost the cost of gas for the car and the money for the fine."

The cousin responded obediently: "Yes, you told me that you made me come here. So you just handed it over for me by the way."

After saying that, he thrust the ticket into my hand.

I was so angry~~~~ I stomped behind him, walked to his shabby car, and raised my feet with two feet. I was unlucky! Didn’t I just kick his wheel with two feet? The wheel suddenly leaked air.

, deflated at a speed visible to human eyes.

The cousin pointed at the wheel and shouted: "Sister! Pay compensation!"

After all, we couldn't find the mother. Firstly, my cousin had to go back to his hometown first, and secondly, I couldn't do this kind of thing by myself. So we delayed it like this. If I had known that something like that would happen later, I would definitely go first.

I asked the mother to find out.

Side Story: Blood on the Tip of the Tongue

Sometimes when I am busy at work, I will work all night and sleep during the day. Many people in our industry do this.

So sometimes when my aunt goes out, she will take the baby with her to the vegetable market. That night when I was having dinner, I held the baby in my arms and fed her fish soup. But she upset and spilled the soup.

She touched her forehead and found that she had a fever. She quickly gave her an antipyretic granule. The baby drank it obediently. When it was time to go to bed, she put it on her forehead, wiped sweat, and wiped alcohol. In the past, after taking care of her for a whole night,

At dawn, the baby's fever had subsided. But that time, the baby slept very unsteadily. He would wake up crying after falling asleep for a while. This happened again and again, and I couldn't sleep all night.

In the morning, I took the baby to the Maternity and Child Health Hospital with my brother, and notified my parents. The hospital prescribed an intravenous drip for the baby. But the baby cried so hard that he choked on phlegm. The injection failed, and the baby was sent to the hospital.

first aid.

I cried a lot outside the emergency room. After the child finally recovered from suctioning, I held the child and said firmly to the doctor: "My baby will not take intravenous injections!" Since that time, my baby has grown so big.

I have never had a diabetic injection before. I was scared to panic.

The hospital had no choice but to give the baby a series of injections and prescribe medicine, and kept saying, if anything happens to the baby, don't blame the hospital.

Back home, my brother and I also had a quarrel about this matter. He was so angry that he smashed the bowl. My mother also held the baby and cried with me. While I cried, I kissed the baby and said, "What should I do?"

Baby, didn't you get better quickly in the past? Why didn't you get better this time? What should mom do?"

My dad hesitated for a moment and said to me: "Jin Zi, come here."

I put the baby in my mother's arms and followed my father to the balcony. After closing the glass door, my father lowered his voice and asked, "Why does the child have a fever?"

"I don't know, it started to burn right away."

"Has this happened before?"

"Yes, but I used to take care of him overnight and the fever would be gone the next day."

"Where have you taken her?"

"I don't have it. I've been sleeping during the day these past few days and let my aunt take care of me."

"Call Auntie over."

I was confused, but I also vaguely felt that my father seemed to have noticed something was wrong. I called my aunt. My father asked her where the baby had been before the fever, and had he encountered anything strange?

The aunt hesitated for a moment and then said: "On the day she had the fever, I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables for her. There was a traffic accident at the entrance of the vegetable market that day. A motorcycle drove too fast and crashed. The three young people on the motorcycle were all injured.

died."

"I know about the traffic accident. You took your children to see it."

"No, I quickly picked up the child and left."

"Well, it should be fine if you don't look."

The aunt hesitated for a while before saying: "When the motorcycle passed in front of me that day, I saw four people on the car. But when the car overturned, three of them were said to be dead, and there was another one who was never told."

My dad and I were both shocked. This traffic accident happened very close to our community. We all heard that there were three people on the motorcycle. Why was it four?

"Did you really see four?" I asked again.

The aunt seemed to sense that something was wrong and nodded solemnly.

I looked at my father. He must have seen this kind of thing more than me. My father was silent for a while, and then he took out his mobile phone and called his second uncle to ask. I asked in a low voice: "Dad, this is

What's going on?"

"It must have been a collision. It's okay. Many children have encountered this kind of thing when they were young."

"Then how to solve it?" I never thought that something like this would happen to my baby. I have experienced so many things in the past and it was all other people's business. Now that it has happened to me, I can only be confused.

Dad told his second uncle, and he said it was probably a collision. It’s not difficult, just spray the blood on the child’s face with the blood from the yang area of ​​the human body. Just to be on the safe side, let my cousin take a look. Ask

When will my cousin come? My second uncle said that last time I asked my cousin to play, he didn’t come back. Could it be that he wasn’t with me?

I was stunned. It turns out that my cousin didn’t go back to his hometown after that incident? Then the only place he could go was next to his cousin. Are they living together? My dad was about to call my cousin, and I immediately grabbed him.

She picked up his cell phone and said, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

At that time, I already knew how to solve the problem, and I calmed down relatively. If my cousin was really together, my second uncle might not have thought of anything. I just thought it would be good for my cousin to have a rich brother. My dad knew

In the community, Wei Le has come out as gay.
Chapter completed!