Chapter 372 It turns out that sapropel can also give birth to flowers (please ask for monthly ticket, please order!)

  The plot of "It turns out that saprosy can also give birth to flowers" succeeds the ending of the first act.

  At the beginning of the video, it was a close-up; in Si Yuan’s dumb eyes, Lin Damu stitched the corpse, repaired it, shaved wax, and made up...

Obviously, after seeing Lao Lin's work for the first time and seeing the real death, this girl who does things without regard for consequences and has no bottom line has suffered an unprecedented shock in her heart.

  In the video, seeing this mirror-in-mirror performance technique and Si Yuan's gaze full of horror and sluggishness in the screen, the barrage floats into one piece!

"Yes, yes! Yesterday I saw Shaqima like this look!" "True and persuasive! This look is very similar to yesterday's me!" "Distressed Xiaoyuan for three seconds, my child, you are just like me!" , Have endured the fear that shouldn't be endured at this age!"

  The netizens who just clicked on the video, obviously have not yet emerged from the shadow of yesterday.

  In a barrage, the screen has changed.

  At night, on the street outside the old house.

   Seeing the dim corridor in front of him, Si Yuan, who was as fierce as a little tiger before, stopped. Looking at the old man in front of him who had just been in the funeral home, holding a large seam to fix a corpse calmly, Si Yuan shuddered all over.

   Hearing that there was no footsteps behind him, Lao Lin turned around and took a step back: "What's the matter?"

   Seeing him approaching, the girl seemed to be surprised by a cat, and jumped a long way away: "Don't come over! Don't come near me, I don't want to go back, I...wow!"

  Wow, the girl who was frightened and stupid by the scene in the funeral home just now sat on the ground and cried loudly.

   "I want to go home! I, I am afraid."

  Faced the impact of a dead body for the first time, and finally broke out at this moment.

  The girl was crazy, rubbing her hands and slapped her body-it seemed that the clothes that Lao Lin had washed for her were covered with blood and brains.

  Seeing the girl's collapse, Lao Lin's eyes darkened, as if a little guilty.

"follow me."

  He turned around and walked out of the alley, leading the girl to a nearby public bath.

  In the barrage, the rivalry between Li Shixin and An Xiaoxiao finally pulled the sand sculpture fans into the plot;

   "I'm still a child after all, the thorns on her body are a disguise to protect herself."

   "Yes, she just doesn't know what death is like, so she can say life and death so easily. People who have actually seen death are actually very courageous."

   "Oh, pay attention to the look in Lao Lin's eyes, there is a lot of guilt in it."

   "Yes, Lao Lin took Si Yuan to the funeral home, perhaps just to breathe, but seeing Si Yuan collapse, he should also know that his profession is too exciting for normal people."

  The video is still going on.

  In the bathhouse, seeing Lao Lin coming in, the lady boss greeted her familiarly. Seeing Si Yuan following him, he was taken aback: "Old Lin, is this?"

  "I...a child from a relative’s family, staying here for a few days. I went to the unit with me...you...give her a good body wash."

  Faced with Lao Lin's hesitating request, the lady proprietor of the bathhouse smiled slightly, revealing a clear expression.

  At this moment, a girl in school uniform entered the bathhouse hall. Seeing Siyuan, he was taken aback for a moment: "Yeah, isn't this the big sister who used the little bear to chop people on the head?"

  No one else, it is the classmate who had a conflict with Si Yuan in school before-Xiaoyun, the daughter of the proprietress of the bathhouse.

While talking, the female classmate saw Lao Lin again.

Seeing him and Siyuan standing together, he showed a clear expression: "No wonder, I'll just tell you where to turn around. I dare to love you as a family. One who eats dead people's meals, and the other kills people with teddy bears. Tire, it's a nice match."

   "Xiao Yun, what do you say?"

  Faced with her daughter's rudeness, the lady boss smiled awkwardly at Lao Lin and Si Yuan, blasted her daughter upstairs, and took Si Yuan into the ladies' bath area.

  Mature and intellectual, the "lady boss" wearing a plump bathrobe just appeared in the screen, and the comment area immediately exploded!

   "Baoxia! I rely on Baoxia, if you don't go home to live with Yuming, how come you open a bathhouse?"

   "Mom, out of the service of the era drama, Baoxia is so beautiful? Love it!"

   "Oh my god! What kind of fairy figure and appearance is this? Where is the owner of such a bath, please tell me the coordinates! I have to go eight times a day!"

  "Who can tell me the name of this actress? Mature and intellectual, I like this one!"

"The silly dog ​​in front, this actress is very mysterious. Baoxia I liked her very much at that time. The actor's name in the cast list is Zhao Min, but I searched the whole Internet and couldn't find the information of this actress. . It may be a newcomer, but it’s not like watching acting."

  In the female bathroom.

  The proprietress scrubbed the girl's whole body, and in the heat, the girl finally stopped trembling.

   "Ah, Auntie. Can you stay here? I want to live here tonight."

   Feeling the girl’s fear, the lady boss rubbed her back and smiled: “We don’t accept accommodation here, but if you are really scared, live in the same room with my daughter Xiaoyun at night.”

  "..." There was despair in the girl's eyes.

Feeling her body trembling again, the lady boss smiled slightly: "Lao Lin's job is a little scary, but the people are very good. Don't look at him all day long and don't talk. In fact, it is theirs. Rules, knowing that what I do is futile, I am afraid that it is too enthusiastic to make people taboo..."

  While wiping the girl, the proprietress talked interesting things about Lao Lin. Neighbors of more than ten years are sometimes more like relatives than relatives.

  Listening to these details in life, the trembling on the girl's body slowly stopped.

  An old man living in trivial matters is far more likely to make people feel close psychologically than an enroller who calmly handles corpses in a funeral home.

   "Old Lin, what are you doing to take her to the work unit? It scares the child."

  In the lobby of the bath, the lady boss blamed Lao Lin while the girl was getting dressed.

   "Oh," Lao Lin shook his head, but didn't say anything about the kitchen knife and the little bear. He just took out the money from his pocket and handed it to the lady boss: "Thank you."

   "Old acquaintance, why are you polite?"

  The lady boss pursed her lips and pushed the money back.

  The video has reached here, and seeing the familiarity between Lao Lin and the boss’s wife, a piece of ha ha ha appeared in the barrage;

"Sure enough, you two have a problem!" "Look at these little eyes, for fear of adultery!" "Ahem, you guys, why not be bold and make further speculations?" "Why don't you say something about tigers and wolves?" "I suspect that this bath has a special service! Lao Lin is a regular customer! Otherwise, why does he have such a good relationship with the proprietress?" "You don't understand this, right? Old man please find out?" "Mom! I also want the old man of the beautiful boss fun!"

  In a sand sculpture barrage, the video enters the second half.

  At night, when she returned to Lao Lin's house, the girl locked herself in the hut.

  Sitting on the bed silently holding her knees for a long time, until late at night, the girl still couldn't sleep.

   seems to be to make herself not think of the terrible scene in the funeral home. She flipped up the cabinet by the bed and found a big rattan wooden box inside.

  Opening the rattan wooden box, the girl was stunned when she saw the objects that were obviously little girls and the photos of her mother when she was young.

   Fiddled with those trivial, useless little things one by one, she seemed to see the soul of her mother who was always moving and returning drunk at night.

  However, just when the girl was thinking about the pile of objects and thinking about her mother's life when she was a child, Lao Lin pushed her door open.

  Seeing the box on the girl’s bed, Lao Lin was shocked for a while before he became gloomy. He gathered up the little bits and pieces one by one and threw them into the closet.

   "I just received a call, I want to go to the work unit. You are at home by yourself, are you okay?"

   Faced with Lao Lin’s cold question, the girl's eyes widened.

Seeing that he did not answer, Lao Lin turned and left, dressed and went out.

  In the house, only the girl herself is left.

  Listening to the ticking of the clock on the wall, she shuddered all over.

  The dim light casts a shadow behind everything in the room. The shadows of various shapes glowed with ghostly distortions in the cramped room.

   Teeth shivering, the girl stiffened and jumped out of the bed.

   "Wait, wait for me! I don't want to be home alone!"

  Compared to the fear of death, people seem to be more afraid of the unknown...and loneliness.

  "Progress bar, you have to hold on to the progress bar!"

"Enjoyable! Although the plot has little ups and downs in this series, it is all things that happened in life. Without the ups and downs of "Mobei" and the vicissitudes of "Baoxia", it looks really comfortable! The progress bar still has six minutes , Xinye’s strongest series ever! More than ten minutes in one episode, awesome!"

   "Everyone... where are your points of attention? Shouldn't it be noted that Lao Lin and Xiao Yuan are going to the funeral home again? I... suddenly had a bad feeling."

  "Afraid of being an egg? Didn’t it say in the live broadcast that Lord Xin, there is absolutely no **** scenes in this episode? And this pretty boy has nothing to eat tonight, I don't believe it, just a small letter, I can still be disgusting to this pretty boy!”

"Yes! It's all fake. Now I think about what I did yesterday. I haven't seen any scene in the American TV show, but I will be disgusted by a mosaic of Shaqima. Today, this fairy will find the place back. Isn’t it just a funeral home? Isn’t it just a dead body with mere special effects makeup? Come! Come on! Come on if you have any abilities!"

   "The young lady in front is awesome! I just like you who are capable of a girlfriend, leave a contact information, and watch horror movies together in the future? Give me a chance to jump in your arms with one click?"

  In the barrage, there is a joy.

  (End of this chapter)