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Chapter 11 Let's Make a Bet

use?

Wan Teng Lin Mu said lightly: "How can someone who cares about everything like me be used?"

"It's just..." Wan Qilinmu looked sideways at Luo Shen, his voice paused for less than a second, "It's just the relationship between spending money and doing things."

Tongtong paid, and Wanqi Linmu agreed to help her find wood.

Don't ask why.

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked at the dark hospital bed through the door of the ward.

The winter sky was completely gloomy, and the ward with heavy curtains was drawn, and the medical testing equipment made a "beep...beep..." sound.

So routine, so numb.

Wan Teng Lin Mu raised his hand slowly, and put his slender palm on the rectangular transparent glass.

Suddenly he said without beginning or end: "Mr. Luo, let's make a bet."

"bet?"

Luo Shen turned his head and accurately captured the position of the Wanqi forest.

Wan Teng Lin Mu nodded: "Bet."

"If I win," Wan Tenglin raised a smile on his face, and the smile was light and laziness: "Mr. Luo will choose the highest price for erecting a monument in our cemetery. The monument is 25 yuan. 5 percent fee."

Luo Shen didn't speak immediately, but just smiled.

Nodding his chin with his index finger, Wan Teng Lin Mu said, "Just bet..."

Ding-dong-

【welcome】

The door to the cafe was pushed open.

"Mr. Luo, you are here again!"

The waiter greeted him enthusiastically, smiling excitedly and shyly: "Mr. Luo, there are new strawberries in the store today, very fresh..."

The waiter was taken aback, and looked at Luo Shen in surprise: "Huh? Mr. Luo, didn't you bring your musical instrument case today?"

Luo Shen was wearing a black windbreaker and black sunglasses, but he was missing his inseparable "signature" musical instrument case...

Happy cemetery.

The sky on the outskirts of the city was gloomy.

It may snow today, and the thick cloud, even though it is already dark, can be seen clearly, like a thick stone brick wall, pressing on the top of the head.

Repressed.

can not breath.

"boss!"

The big security guard poked his head out from the security booth, caught Wanqi Linshu at a glance, waved his hands, and his voice was full of vitality.

"Boss! You're back!"

"Did that strange guest do anything to the boss?"

"Hey, boss? What are you carrying?"

Wan Teng Lin Shu passed under the flashing neon signs of "啪啪啪啪", just like when he went out, but there was an extra black box in his hand.

Like a musical instrument case.

【welcome! 】

[Welcome to the happy cemetery! 】

Wan Teng Lin Mu entered the office building carrying the musical instrument box, and closed the big iron door with a "boom--".

An old-fashioned chandelier had been repaired in the office building, hanging from the jagged purlins of the roof.

"Squeak-"

"Squeak-yah-"

The winter wind that came in from the gap in the iron gate pushed the old-fashioned chandelier.The yellow light covered with dust, like the chaotic eyeballs of an aging old man, casts a decaying light...

Under the faint light, a little girl in red, with her back to the forest of Wanqi, stood under the huge letters of blood, seemingly in a trance.

——Hell is empty, and demons are in the world.

Wan Teng Lin Mu strode over without hesitation.

"Oh!"

Throwing the musical instrument case casually on the desk, a pile of dust was thrown up.

"I brought the Unenlightened Tree you asked for."

"Really?!" Tongtong turned around in an instant, the dilapidated lights shone on Tongtong's immature face, pulling out a facial expression that was so excited that it was distorted.

Tongtong ran over excitedly, and circled the desk and the musical instrument box three times.

"Is it really a tree without enlightenment?"

"You really got it?"

"I... my wish is about to be fulfilled?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu crossed his arms, leaning against the corner of the desk, with a lazy voice, as if he didn't want to bother to speak: "Open it and have a look, don't you know?"

"Yep!"

"Open, open, open and see..."

"Oh!"

The moment Tongtong touched the musical instrument box, Wan Qilin suddenly reached out and pressed on the musical instrument box, stopping Tongtong from moving.

"Let's talk about it first," Wan Teng Linmu pressed his hand on the musical instrument box, like playing the piano, flicking from his little finger to his index finger in sequence, and his tone was unquestionable: "Pay with one hand, and deliver with one hand. Wuqi Zhizhi is here. The 82 yuan you owe me must be honored."

Tongtong slowly raised her head, seemed to have calmed down, and said tentatively, "Speaking of which, big brother... how did you get the Unenlightened Tree?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu said indifferently, "Luo Can asked me to go to the hotel."

Tongtong was taken aback: "Hotel?!"

Wan Teng Lin Mu spoke surprisingly, and continued to say in a nonchalant tone: "While he was not paying attention, I stole the tree of Wuqi..."

"Stole it?!" Tongtong was even more surprised.

Wan Teng Lin Mu smiled, with a hint of ruthlessness unique to modern people in his smile, slightly squinting his dark eyes, his voice was very low, but very seductive.

"Don't worry about how I got it, isn't your purpose the tree of no enlightenment?"

"Crack-crack..."

The instrument case opened slowly.

Wan Teng Linmu opened the musical instrument box little by little, just like the slow motion in a movie, tickling people's itch.

The black beast's fangs opened slowly, revealing the colorful string balls in the musical instrument case, as well as the ancient costume doll lying quietly in a deep sleep.

——A doll carved from Wuqizhi wood.

Wan Teng Lin Mu had a faint smile on his face, and his clear voice kept echoing in the empty office building, bringing up layers of echoes.

"Let's write on it, don't care about the means, don't think about the consequences, because... the tree of no enlightenment is yours now."

Wan Teng's voice seems to have some magical power.

"My..." Tongtong murmured and repeated: "Mine...it's--mine...yes, it's mine--"

"call--"

Puffs of invisible smoke emerged from Tongtong's body, smoke that no one else could see.

Only Wan Teng Lin Mu can perceive it.

Because that is the breath of emotion.

It's not like the taste of popping candy in the daytime, nor is it the smell of moldy dried squid, but a strong spicy taste hits the face.

spicy.

stimulate.

Sharp and strong!

It's the breath of desire...

"ten years!!!"

"Ten years—ten years—"

"I've been waiting for ten years! Ten years!"

Tongtong was emitting acrid smoke all over her body, her eyes were dark and dark, and she let out a "chatter" laughter from the depths of her throat, as if she was stuck with phlegm, repeatedly advocating.

Born without a sense of fear, Wan Teng Lin folded his arms numbly, watching the crazy Tongtong numbly, without a trace of waves in numbness.

Tongtong stood under the blood on the iron gray wall, right under the bloody "devil", with a distorted expression, mixed with excitement and pain, tears streaming out, and roaring at the top of his lungs.

"I finally waited!"

"Ten years, ten years! I've waited too long!"

"Finally let me wait until this day!"

slap-

It was Dong Lei's voice.

The dazzling thunder and lightning struck down from the sky.

Winding and twisting, tearing through the thick clouds, splitting the darkness in two!

Bai Yingying snowflakes, accompanied by thunder, slowly and lazily floated down, covering the desolate suburban ground.

Covered in a bad-touch Happy Graveyard neon sign.

covered in...

Wan Teng on the thin shoulders of Lin Shu.

"Squeak-"

Wan Teng Lin Mu pushed open the door of the office building, turned up the collar of his coat, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out slowly.

"My...is mine... finally got..." came from behind, faintly inaudible.

"Snowing."

Wan Teng Lin Mu stood in front of the empty field of the office building.

A person.

Raise your hand slowly, and the white snowflakes fell on the palm, which was immediately melted by the body temperature of Wanqi Linshu, and penetrated into the skin, regardless of you and me.

His eyes were indifferent, and he was slightly disgusted. He exhaled a white breath, retracted his hands again, and murmured: "It's an annoying cold day."

beep --

In the darkness, the phone vibrated suddenly.

is a text message.

【XX Bank】

[Your account 8888 received RMB 11 on November XX. 】

The corners of his lips slowly opened into a smile, and Wan Teng Lin Mu's smile was a little light, as if it was effortless.

Wan Teng Linmu unlocked the screen lock, his fingers fluttered, and began to edit the text message.

【Remember our bet? 】

[It seems that you are going to lose. 】

[Tomorrow evening, "If Love" Hotel, No. 419, XX Road]

【do not be late】

Wanqi Linmu finished editing the information, click on [Luo Shen]'s name, and send a text message.

Ding-dong-

Information【delivered】

Standing in the snow, Wanqi Linmu sent a text message, looking at the amount of money received in the bank account repeatedly, and seemed to be in a very happy mood.

Lifting the phone, put it on the lips and kissed it lightly, sighing to himself: "Sure enough, the cemetery is more suitable for me."