Panguan

He folded his hands to put away the paper bird, found a lighter, and lit a red candle. The paper bird was pinched, back and forth on the tip of the fire.

This is what Xia Qiao saw when he sat up clutching the head of the nest.

Over the night, his eyes have completely returned to normal, and he looks alive when he sees people and things. Without the deadness of last night, his mood is suddenly much better.

He turned on the headlights and yawned as he asked what was burning.

He didn't answer when he smelled it, because a place name appeared on the paper bird that had been smoked by incense candles.

Xiping Garden.

what place is this?

Wen Shi was frowning, but Xia Qiao opened his mouth in surprise: "Xiping Garden?"

"What? You know him?"

"Uh... I can't talk about acquaintance." Xia Qiao said, "I just heard from my grandfather that it is an old-fashioned doll shop. The main thing is that there is some origin behind this shop."

"What origin?"

"Isn't there a Zhang family on the map of the judge's name tree? It is said to be a very large family with a lot of side branches."

He said, "I know."

The earliest ancestor of the Zhang family was just a partial disciple of the patriarch, and he was not very capable. It has grown to be one of the most famous. Because the apprentices are widely accepted and the population is prosperous.

"There is a lot of gossip about this family. I often hear from my grandfather, saying that there is a very bad person in the next generation of the Zhang family. The fate of the gods has caused father and mother to harm a lot of people. It's true and false. I don't know, it's very mysterious." Xia Qiao stumbled back in thought, "Anyway, no one in the Zhang family dares to accept him, and other homes are far away from him."

"and then?"

"Then... this Xiping Garden is his shop." Xia Qiao asked, "Why is there a Xiping Garden on this paper?"

Wen Shi said: "The result of chasing the dog last night."

Xia Qiao's eyes widened: "So those three disgusting things came from him?"

He didn't say death when he heard it, he just said, "It's possible."

He pondered for a moment and walked to the famous tree map. Almost all the people he knew in this picture are deceased, and those who are still alive are unfamiliar to him.

"Which one are you talking about?" He looked up the picture.

Xia Qiao muttered over: "I don't know, this picture is too blind, I don't look at it often. I remember grandpa said he was alive, but his name was scratched."

Wen Shi followed the branches of the Zhang family all the way, and finally saw a crossed out name in one of the branches. The moment he saw the name, he and Xia Qiao were a little stunned.

Because that name is: Xie asked.

The atmosphere in the living room was very solid for a while. After a while, Xia Qiao said "I'm sloppy" and said, "It can't be so coincidental! Which thank you and which one asks?"

While speaking, his phone vibrated twice.

Xia Qiao swallowed and took a look. It was a fresh piece of information.

Sender: Thanks for asking.

Contents: 5 buildings? I'm out the door.

"He's here..." Xiaqiao said softly, "Just outside."

He turned his head almost immediately when he smelled it.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass door, he saw a person in the passage in the garden outside the door.

The man was tall, wearing a shirt and trousers, and looked tall and tall. It was supposed to be a neat and decent appearance, but the harmony was disrupted by seven or eight strings of beads of unknown material on his wrist.

He was standing beside a half-dead tree, bending over looking at something.

After a while, he seemed to be aware of the gaze in the room, stood up straight and turned his head to look over.

At that moment, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the next second, he turned his head and coughed, the color of his lips was almost pale, and he looked sick.

When he smelled it, he didn't know what was worth laughing about that dead tree. He only knew that when he saw that person, he subconsciously closed his eyes, so he saw the other person's spiritual appearance.

The man had two golden-brown marks in Sanskrit, running down the left cheek, from the base of the ear to the side of the neck, to the shoulder bone, to the heart.

The string of beads on the wrist turned into a deep emerald bird feather, and the red thread was wound twice, and it hung loosely by the hand.

His skin was as pale as paper, but his body was covered with thick black mist, like countless chains that were tied loosely and tightly, and like an evil spirit poking out of his spirit body.

When I smelled it, I had never seen such a thick and dense spiritual appearance of the black mist, all of which were... karma.

Chapter 5 Portraits

Karma is the sin that a person carries. There are congenital and acquired. But regardless of the nature or the day after tomorrow, people like Xie Wen are rare in the world.

As expected of the gods who harmed father and mother, harmed others and harmed oneself...

Xia Qiao closed his eyes when he saw Wen Shi, and his Adam's apple moved slightly. A certain emotion lingered between his brows, and it was fleeting, and he probably didn't even realize it.

After being stunned for a moment, Xia Qiao realized that the emotion that flashed by when he smelled it should be a kind of shallow sadness. Or... sympathy, he had seen it in Shen Qiao's eyes.

These judges, seeing some people in the world, will always show a bit of this kind of emotion.

His lips moved again when he smelled it.

Xia Qiao asked subconsciously, "What did you say?"

He opened his eyes when he smelled, his eyes still fell on the garden, and it took a while before he finally opened his mouth. "I'm hungry," he said.

Xia Qiao: "?"

Xia Qiao: "???"

No, what about compassion?

Speaking of business, why are you suddenly hungry? ? ?

Xiaqiao was full of question marks.

After being stupid for a long time, he finally remembered the black mist entangled in the spirit of ordinary people, and thought again

When I started smelling what I ate yesterday, I was in awe.