Li Jin’s uncle was hiding behind the old locust tree at the entrance of Jiang’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. He saw Li Jin’s mother going out to the backyard and was about to sneak into the Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. At this moment, he saw Li Jin walking with a big red oily paper umbrella. Stepped out of the threshold.

   Li Jin's uncle almost dropped his jaw in shock.

   Li Jin has been sick and bedridden for more than a month. According to the doctor's diagnosis, he can live another ten days at most. The doctors in several hospitals couldn't find out exactly what disease Li Jin had, but it was certain that Li Jin's vital signs were disappearing quietly.

   Li Jin’s mother had to take Li Jin home, looking for folk remedies, hoping to find another way to save Li Jin’s life.

  The various immortal Buddhas and great gods invited have exhausted all their energy, and Li Jin still only breathed out and did not breathe in. Li Jin's mother went to discuss with her brother-in-law with red eyes, and began to prepare for Li Jin's funeral. More than a month ago, Li Jin's father passed away in an accident, and his daughter was about to be sent away. Li Jin's mother had already cried out of tears.

   Li Jin’s mother staggered, without a raincoat, and walked toward the backyard in the rain. If she could look back at this moment, she would definitely be able to see her daughter holding a big red oiled paper umbrella from the back, maybe the story would be completely different.

   Li Jin’s uncle lay behind the big locust tree and watched Li Jin disappear into the twilight rain with a big red oiled paper umbrella.

   "Is it a shining back?"

   Li Jin's uncle was taken aback.

   The rain water slid into the back of his neck along the rain cap, cooling down the ground, and stimulating the spirit. He wiped his neck, and the cat's waist slipped to the door of Jiang's Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. With a gentle push with both hands, the double wooden doors opened.

   For this moment, Li Jin’s uncle has been waiting for twenty years. As long as you can get that treasure, buy a house for your two sons, buy a car and marry a wife, it is not a dream to realize wealth and freedom in life...

   The first rain since the beginning of summer in Wujin City crackled and covered his face.

   On the narrow road in the suburbs, a slender figure walked casually under the big red oil-paper umbrella. As night falls, the suburban trails are off the beaten track.

   A few hundred meters further ahead is the Qingshan Cemetery.

   She stared at the hillside ahead without squinting, suddenly moved the corner of her mouth and smiled silently, her eyes shining brightly under the big red oiled paper umbrella. Valley

   "Sneak attack on me, looking for death!"

   Jiao turned around while drinking, the big red oiled paper umbrella was like a blooming lotus, blocking the attacker's fist, and she waved her palm from under the lotus.

   Hong Su hand hit the chest of the attacker, as long as the fingertips pressed hard against the heart, the attacker would surely fall into a coma with severe pain in the meridian.

   At this moment, she stared into the eyes of the assailant and was stunned.

   What kind of eyes are these?

   These eyes were hollow and not half angry, and the fists and posture that struck him seemed rigid and rigid under mechanical control.

   The attacker was petrified in place, maintaining a sneak attack posture. The heavy rain fell on his face, and his eyes did not blink.

   A few strands of forehead hair formed two "S" shapes because of the rain, and the rain that kept sliding on his face and lips flowed freely, dripping water all over his body, as if being fished out of the water.

really weird!

   She looked up and down the assailant while feeling it with her heart.

   The strange thing is that she couldn't feel even the slightest malice in the attacker's heart.

   Perceiving the evil of the human heart is her housekeeping skill, how could this fail!

   The high beam of a car swept across the nearby road, and the assailant’s face was reflected in her eyes more clearly.

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