Trafford’s Trading Club

When the shutter sounded, Pear asked inexplicably: "Sister Ren, what are you still filming? ”

Pear really doesn't know what Ren Ziling is still filming at this time.

Film the backs of villagers who are clearing the roads of fallen mudstones.

Probably clearing a path today, huh?

“If you're bored, you can hang out in the village. ”

Pear mumbled: “There's nothing to see, nobody in the village comes out. ”

The antidote has been handed over and, according to Lu Chaosheng, the infected villagers are injected one by one after dilution. The bodies of the infected villagers have also begun to gradually recover. It just takes a process, so most people can only stay at home.

The walker did not leave immediately - because even if the antidote came out, according to Lu Chaosheng, it was also undoubtedly configured, he had been drilling for the formula, but it could not be achieved again.

Machoud felt that the doctor's unilateral formula was not careful enough and feared that the virus in the village had not been cleaned up, so he contacted a team of medical personnel - isolating the village for the time being, and after the examination, it was true that there had been no leaks before considering leaving Lochu.

So I stayed for a few more days.

“Hey, how did they get this dirt to the mountains?” Pear looked at the villagers puddling mud and sandstone into the cart, but not throwing it into the sea or piling it in the mountains and woods, "this... sounded like a tidal cliff? ”

Ren Ziling still pressed the shutter, and the lens caught something, as if only she knew.

She changed angles, squatted down and adjusted the wide-angle lens as she walked along: “Wu Qiushui said that after the villagers had negotiated, they intended to use the earth stones to build a statue. ”

“Statue? ”

“Statue of the Wife of the Neptune.” Ren Ziling calmly said: “For service. ”

Pear opened his mouth, raised his head and looked at the cliff. She let the sea breeze blow a little loose hair.

Suddenly, Pear said: "Sister Ren, let me help you too! ”

“Don't yell at me if I'm hungry.” Ren Ziling glanced at him.

“Come on...” Pear grieved.

……

“Ma SIR, according to Lu Chaosheng's confession, all the explosives he used to blow up the cliffs were found and should not have been omitted. ”

Inside the clinic, Mahoud looked at what was in the box he had found, "all homemade explosives. ”

Mahoud shook his head and sighed: “This Lu Chaosheng is also a talent, one person studied the antidote. It's just a shame that we're walking the wrong way. ”

The young police officer also nodded in agreement with the location, and he suddenly asked, "But Ma SIR, is this the way to go? ”

“Except for one who scared himself…” Mahoud snorted coldly: “One infected person in this village is not dead. The collective will of this village is no longer to pursue... honestly, if they pursue the end, they will also pursue what they did decades ago. Even after the time limit for accountability, I will let the saliva of the whole society throw up these people to death! ”

“This... horse SIR calm down!” The young policeman rubbed a cold sweat: “But this seems to be a bit of a procedure...”

“Labor, it's called changeover! ”

Mahoud hummed: "Learn! You! Young people, it's inevitable that we make mistakes once in a while, but why don't we give them a chance to turn around? A one-time kill is a quick clap thing? We're law enforcement, yes, but for whom? If we don't even give her a chance, who else can give her a chance to change? Nor is the law unpopular. The law exists to discipline, to restrain, but also to provide a convenient gateway for inmates to start over. ”

“Ma SIR, I get it!” The little police officer looked like he was being taught.

And Mahoud glanced, "You don't know shit! I'm retiring. Don't do me! Why don't you just get these things out of here! ”

“Got it, got it!” The police officer hurried to pick up the suitcase and ran out.

Watching the little police officer leave alive, Ma SIR sighed: "But it only makes sense if the prisoner himself is willing to open this door. ”

Mahoud suddenly spit in his mouth and looked at this little clinic, "Boo! If you don't want to open it, you'll have to shoot me! ”

With a beer belly, a retired officer from Macho De Mar in a few years, his temper is still hot.

……

……

Inside the lawn observation deck connected to the vacation home, the one near the guardrail, facing the long wooden stool facing the sea, Lochu was sitting, bowing his head and painting on top with a pen.

There's a teapot and cup next to it, and as for the maid, this is standing next to her.

This is the scene Lu Yiyun saw at this time... Although she knew that these two people were with Ren Ziling and Pear, she also knew that these two and those two seemed to be from different worlds.

Even after listening to what happened on the cliff, the little girl faced both of them with a greater sense of awe than gratitude.

The little girl hesitated for a moment and eventually walked over, "Mr. Lo and Mr. Lo, Miss Unight. ”

“Want some snacks?” Rochu doesn't look up either, "Yu made the cookies and they taste good. ”

“No, no, I'm not hungry.” Lu Yiyun hastily waved his way.

If the reception a few days ago was just a very difficult feeling to get close to… it is now a great sense of oppression.

“Heard the boss's wife left? ”

Lu Yiyun nodded: “Mom... she can't stay either, the village knows about her and the village chief. Last night, he slipped away quietly and didn't bring anything. My dad said she was only married to take care of me... now go. She is also her age and may not be better in the future. ”

Luo Aiyu's problem is a private matter for Lu Hai. Luo Qiu knew when he found out and was not interested in exploring it.

At this time, Lo Qiu stopped and looked at Lu Yiyun: “Two attacks on you that night were kind of breaking the roots of the demon on you. And you get rid of the demon yourself. It basically won't recur, but you better be aware that excessive pain will also have a chance to rekindle your demonic death. ”

“Me, I know. ”

Rochu smiled. “Are you feeling better? ”

Lu Yiyun subconsciously touched his abdominal tract: “If you don't move, fine. ”

“So...” Lochu nodded, stood up, looked at the little girl and said nothing, but walked back towards the vacation home.

The little girl looked at what was on the bench and said hastily: "Mr. Lo, you didn't take your stuff. ”

“Your grandfather asked me to give it to you. Take it. ”

“Grandpa...”

The little girl snapped, and she subconsciously picked up what was on the bench —— it was a blank sketch.

It's not just white paper, it's yellowing paper... it's a bunch of paper in her grandfather's room.

It's just paintings with simple outlines and no appearance, and now they're complete —— that's what little girls look like.

There's a fresh picked blue star flower in the yard.

Lu Yiyun silently reads the words written next to this sketch… written by this mysterious man.

“Blue Star flowers last only one day. ”

“The flowers you see every day are different from yesterday and are new flowers. ”

“But their roots, they are still yesterday's. ”

“Decay again, death, newborn, one day at a time. ”

“So Blue Star has a second layer of flowers: embrace now. ”

Looking at the sea ahead, the little girl embraces the blue star in her palm. She took two steps forward, closer to the guardrail.

The little girl closed her eyes and held her hands together with her ten fingers, gently holding the flowers of her palm, like a prayer.

Then she hummed softly.

It's a song that was recorded as a mysterious song on the Internet. Just not this time, just the melodic hum of the song.

Without the wonderful power to be disoriented, maybe just because there are no lyrics, maybe just because there are no more lyrics to sing like that.

But.

Humph, time passes.