"Zhou Yan... Can you let me stay here for a while longer..." I begged to look at him: "Just let me spend more time with her...

Is it okay to spend more time with her?!"

"A person cannot be resurrected by death, so let's be sad." Zhou Yan's words were cold and terrifying, but they woke me up. Yes, his words reminded me of something that could not be filled with hope.

Resurrection, resurrection...

Returning to the death and returning to the sun....

As long as you find all the things, Yujia will be resurrected... It will definitely be!!

"I can make her live!!!" I blurted out without thinking. Seeing Zhou Yan stunned for a moment and didn't answer me. I was as if I had grabbed a life-saving straw and said anxiously: "Do you know what I do

!!I have a way to make her live!!! Please let me try!!!”

The surname Yi, you are a sorcerer.

You can do a lot of things that ordinary people can't do, and you also know the secret. Can you do it right?!

I asked myself, but I had an answer, but it seemed that there was no answer.

Zhou Yan asked in surprise: "Are you lying to me or is it true?"

In Zhou Yan's eyes, I am a Taoist priest who is familiar with magic numbers (he seems to be unable to tell the difference between a Taoist priest and a sorcerer). He has seen ghosts and corpses, and at this time, I said this kind of thing

He might believe it?!

"I need time to make her live." I have never been so clear in my mind, I only feel my thoughts are extremely clear, and there is no flaw in even lying: "You want to help me."

"What are you helping you?" Zhou Yan seemed to not trust me completely and frowned.

"It only takes two o'clock. First, don't cremate Yujia's remains...body..." When I said the last two words, Zhou Yan and I looked at each other a little darker, and then, I

Then he said: "Second, bring me a piece of paper and pen. I want to draw a talisman to help Yujia protect her body. She must keep her current state and not show signs of decay, otherwise it will be too late."

Zhou Yan looked at me quietly for a while and nodded.

"If you lied to me, I will definitely..." Zhou Yan said with a contradictory expression, but at the end he didn't finish his words. He took out a small notebook from his pocket and then took it out.

A neutral pen was handed to me: "Don't lie to me..."

I didn't say anything, and anxiously drew it on the paper with a black neutral pen, then tore off the drawn talisman and lit it with a lighter.

With a bang, the white paper burned in an instant, just like paper poured by alcohol. It burned very quickly, and it almost burned my hand in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, I grabbed the palm of my hand and the flame was caught in the palm of my hand. It was inexplicably extinguished, leaving only one hand of paper ashes in my hand.

The word "corpse" is the best thing in our Yi family. Whether it is to preserve corpses or something else, I dare say that there are not many warlocks in China who can compare with the Yi family.

The talisman for preserving the corpse is very simple. Just like what I do now, it can completely preserve the corpse so that the corpse will not show signs of rot within three months. It only takes a few minutes.

"Girl, after taking the medicine, I will have a good sleep." I walked to Zhou Yujia with the paper ash, gently spread her mouth, poured all the paper ash in, and then wiped her mouth for helping her wipe

, While Zhou Yan was not paying attention, I secretly kissed her.

Be good, have a good rest, Brother Yi will come to pick you up in a while.

If you wake up, you will definitely catch me and beat me up and give you paper ash to eat. Isn’t this asking for death?

Yujia, you have to start a gentler move at that time, I'm afraid it hurts.

"I'm going back and preparing. Remember, don't cremate her body." I pretended to be calm and got out of the car and said to Zhou Yan. He only heard me and did not notice my eyes.

"The murderer was not caught."

Zhou Yan suddenly said, "I ran away, someone protected them. When Uncle Zhang and the others passed, the person was gone."

"Running?!!" My emotions became uncontrollable again, and I looked at him in disbelief: "You said that all those people ran away?!! Didn't catch any of them?!!"

"This matter has to be handled by my dad. You go first. I remember what you said today, but..." Zhou Yan turned his head and said coldly: "My surname is Yi, you

Don't lie to me."

"This is what Yujia asked me to give to you, and I'll take her home."

Zhou Yan took out a small wooden box from the front of the car, handed it to me, and got into the car, directing the driver to leave the hospital.

I didn't open the box, but looked at the hearse that was gradually moving away and said something in my heart.

"sorry."

I don't know whether the death is back or not.

I don’t know if Yu Jia can be resurrected.

All I know is that I should do this because everything is my reason, and if it weren't for me, no one would...

Yujia will definitely survive!!! It will definitely be possible!!!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but squatted down, and the scars on my head were ached faintly by Zhou Yan's blow. Even if I was bandaged by the doctor, I could still feel the pain.

But I don't care about this kind of pain anymore.

"Big brother..."

Suddenly, a crying sound came from behind, and my body trembled for a moment and didn't dare to turn around.

After a while, I mustered up the courage to turn around and looked at Xiao An, whose eyes were crying red.

"My father is dead!!!" Xiao An rushed into my arms and cried loudly: "Big brother!! My father is dead!!!"

I hugged Xiao An in a daze and suddenly realized that it was not just one or two people I was sorry for, but too many.

"Sorry...sorry..."

I seem to be sorry for too many people, so many that my apology seems meaningless.

The surname Yi, if you haven't dealt with them and you haven't lived in this world, everything may change and everything will not become so bad, right?

The old man will not live so hard in his later years. For you to go to college, you can get up early and go to bed to make paper-made wreaths, and even look at the customer's face.

Uncle Fat will not be seriously injured and unconscious.

Yujia will not die, either.

Uncle Liu, an outsider, is even more unlikely to die accidentally.

Xiao An doesn't know......

"I'm sorry... Xiao An... Big brother, I'm sorry for you..." I hugged Xiao An and did not cry, but fell into a daze. Maybe I

I have never regretted it so much, I regret it like today.

How old is Xiao An?

Before he even graduated from elementary school, his parents divorced and became a child from a single-parent family. Now he has no father... Why are you so broom star with your surname Yi?!!

"Xiao Yi."

Zhang Liguo walked out of the Lindao beside him, called me, and looked at me holding Xiao An in a daze, he shook his head and squatted down.

I saw him take out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and hand me one. He lit a cigarette himself and smoked it, his eyes flushed.

The sixth uncle is Zhang Liguo's cousin. The two have a very good relationship. Now that this happens, Zhang Liguo may hate me, not maybe, it should be certain.

If my brother is exhausted to death, I will hate that person, right?

"You won't blame you for this incident."

Upon hearing this, I suddenly looked up at Zhang Liguo, looking in disbelief.

"I said, you won't blame you for this matter."

Zhang Liguo smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with fatigue, and his appearance in his police uniform seemed to have no more majesty than his former appearance. He was like an ordinary middle-aged man, full of vicissitudes.

As he finished speaking, Zhang Liguo seemed to be choking by cigarettes, coughed violently, and tears flowed out in an instant.

"I heard from the people at the scene that Lao Liu was brave enough to be killed." Zhang Liguo said, and suddenly, he asked me: "Who is the murderer?"

I was stunned.

Yes, who is the murderer?!

Zhang Liguo must know that those people are coming to me, that is to say, those murderers have a grudge against me or celebrate the festival, otherwise it would be impossible...

"Is it..."

I seem to understand something.

Isn’t there just a few people who have a grudge against me?

But that person is probably the only one who can create such a big formation and kill me. Although I have never seen him, he has never seen me, but we...

"I'll go and make a phone call." I said, stood up, trying to avoid Zhang Liguo and contact the master and the others, but Zhang Liguo looked up at me and said, "Just call here."

I was silent for a moment and didn't say anything.

Zhang Liguo smiled and fought here, it's okay.

While talking, Zhang Liguo stretched his waist, and the gun on his waist was particularly eye-catching.

Uncle Six is ​​his younger brother, so Zhang Liguo naturally cares about who the murderer is. If I deliberately avoid him, he might feel uncomfortable.

The bullets in his gun probably want to fall on some people.

Of course, those people do not include me, but may also include me, I don’t know.

When I dialed the phone, there were a few sounds on the other end, and then the gentleman's voice sounded on the other end.

"Mr. Yi, is there anything you need to ask me for?"
Chapter completed!