Chapter 10 Ten, the end

The news of Siming's death quickly spread throughout Xibai County, and the town was filled with joy.Although the danger has not really been eliminated—who knows how many people that fierce demon has planted life and death symbols in?Who knows when these life and death talismans will happen?But since the ominous demon is dead, the people of the small town would rather believe that the nightmare has gone with him. Only Director Lu and Ji Zhonghai are in a situation where they can't laugh or cry.It is of course a good thing that the ominous demon has subdued the law.But when did Siming plant the life and death talisman in his body?Is this life and death talisman a drug, or some other means?How does he control the moment of self-combustion at will?You know, since Siming was arrested, he has been under the strictest surveillance 24 hours a day, but the monitors have never noticed any abnormal movements in him.They checked the tapes for several days, still clueless.

People don't care about this.They were in high spirits and drank dadan.The ominous demon is dead, who killed the ominous demon?It's Lingling, the 18-year-old angelic Lingling.Therefore, the people of the small town regard Lingling as the savior of the small town, Joan of Arc, the red thread girl who steals boxes, and Li Ji who kills snakes.Where is this heroine now?Locked up in a jail cell.Then, the angry people surrounded the detention center and shouted loudly: "Release Lingling quickly! Release Ji Lingling immediately!" The heads of the three major families of the county, public security, procuratorate, and law hurriedly gathered together to discuss. They did not dare to disobey the wishes of the people. The main reason was that no one was willing to imprison Ji Lingling.She eliminated one harm for the common people, and killed the murderous monster of Xibai, which made the heads of public security and law enforcement breathe a sigh of relief. How could such a hero be imprisoned.Naturally, in a strict sense, Lingling is a murderer—Si Ming can only be regarded as a murder suspect, but Ji Lingling is a murderer with proven evidence, because, in court, she inserted a dagger in front of everyone. When he touched Siming's chest, that half of the guy was still alive, and he was still a living person in a legal sense.Of course, the law can also be stretched, and the heads of the public security, prosecutors and law quickly reached a consensus: they believed that Siming committed suicide by spontaneous combustion before Lingling took action (this is obvious to all), and Ji Lingling just killed the dead person again , therefore, she is not a murderer.

Two days later, Lingling was released from prison.She did not expect to be greeted by such a scene.Thousands or even tens of thousands of people from small towns voluntarily waited beside the detention center, crowding the originally narrow street. Many people held flowers in their hands, as if they were welcoming foreign guests.Seeing Lingling coming out, the crowd suddenly boiled, and people shouted loudly: Ji Lingling!Ji Lingling!Ji Lingling! Tian Jianhe stood at the front, and he rushed over, holding Lingling in his arms, tears streaming down Lingling's shoulders.However, Tian Jianhe's heart quickly turned cold, because what he was holding in his arms was a cold and stiff body, which had been soaked in the water of the Styx River, exuding a chilling chill. Lingling's expression was indifferent, her gaze Hollow, stiff gait.She is no longer that bud-like girl.At this moment, Tian Jianhe clearly predicted Lingling's fate.

Tian Jianhe held back tears and sadness, and hurriedly said to Lingling, go home quickly, the old grandmother is dying.She is holding on and wants to see you.He dragged Lingling into the Fukang car that had been prepared, squeezed through the enthusiastic crowd with difficulty, and hurried back home.But it was too late, the old grandmother died just 10 minutes ago.Lingling's mother was crying heartbreakingly. Her grief was not mainly because of the old grandmother's death - that was the inevitable end that people had been waiting for for a long time - but because of the old grandmother's last words before she died.Just now, the old grandmother looked back, opened her eyes and said:

"Lingling hasn't come back yet? I can't wait, I'll go first." After speaking, he closed his eyes.Mother Lingling's heart trembled, and she couldn't help crying, because this sentence was so unlucky!She said that she couldn't wait for Lingling, so she went first, could it be that Lingling would follow... When she saw her daughter entering the room, she grabbed her into her arms and began to cry in the dark.Lingling broke free from her mother's arms, leaned down in front of the old grandmother's bed, and kowtowed three times respectfully: "Grandma, I'm back, why don't you wait for me?"

Another unlucky word!Lingling's mother burst into tears again. Lingling has changed and become very strange.She is taciturn all day long, without a smile, and when she speaks occasionally, her voice is dull and dry, without the water spirit of the past.She was no longer jumping and bouncing like in the past, full of inexhaustible vitality, but moved slowly and cautiously, wrapped in an ominous shell.Her relatives guarded her carefully. She wears the black gauze seriously every day, and only Tian Jianhe knows that her black gauze is not only for the old grandmother, but also for Siming.That day, she rushed to the funeral home, took back Siming's ashes in the name of her family, and said very politely:

"Brother He, I want to scatter Mr. Si's ashes in his hometown, can you accompany me?" Enduring the pain in his heart, Tian Jianhe agreed. He drove his Fukang a hundred miles to Beiyang and found Siming's former residence.Siming's parents have passed away, and they live here with a strange family.There was a small river in front of the former residence, and Lingling sprinkled the ashes carefully in the river.Judging by her behavior, she looks like Siming's widow.The more Tian Jianhe looked at it, the more he felt chills in his heart. Where was the happy angel in the past?Gone, gone forever.He thought bitterly, although the demon is dead, but his magic is still there, and it is still secretly dominating Lingling's young body.He has sucked Lingling's youth, vigor, passion and joy dry!

Returning from Beiyang, the two had almost nothing to say along the way. This kind of atmosphere had never happened before. The next night, Lingling's family, Tian Jianhe and Ji Zhonghai had a reunion dinner together. According to everyone's private discussion, they planned to arrange Lingling's future at the dinner table.During the meal, Tian Jianhe carefully asked Lingling what her plans were for the future.It would be best to go back to Guangzhou with him and start a new life.Lingling said bluntly: "No, I want to go back to Beijing." Lingling's mother asked: "What are you doing in Beijing? You don't know the place well."

"I want to avenge Siming!" People are dumbfounded!Lingling's mother asked angrily, "You...you..." "I want to avenge Siming! In the past two days, I heard that Siming did not suffer from a genetic disease, and that the old bastard surnamed Bai lied to him. Yes, Siming is a devil, and I hate him to the bone, but he He is so evil that he is aboveboard, and he cannot be harmed by villains!" Ji Zhonghai laughed back in anger, he hadn't told anyone about his role in this matter, and Lingling didn't even know about it, so the "villain" wasn't scolding him.But Lingling's morbid hatred still chilled him. What is Siming?A cold-blooded killer who killed four times in a row, maybe there is a life and death talisman buried in Lingling's body, and Lingling's only thought now is to avenge this fierce monster!Ji Zhonghai feels that Lingling has been deeply immersed in Siming's magic and has become a little witch with a gloomy mood.He sneered and said: "Okay, okay, go do it, and avenge the villain for this gentleman. Brother, bring some wine, and cheers for such a heroic niece of mine!"

Ji Zhongchi saw his brother's abnormality, he hesitated to get the wine, so Ji Zhonghai simply went to the wine cabinet to fetch a bottle of Wolong Yuye and a wine glass, and poured himself a drink without being humble to others.When Lingling's mother finally snatched his cup, he was already very drunk. After dinner, Lingling was going out to say goodbye to Xiaobing and Xiaoyu, and Tian Jianhe went with her.After they left, Ji Zhongchi asked in confusion: "Brother, what's the matter with you? I think something is wrong with you tonight." Ji Zhonghai laughed loudly: "What's the matter? The villain Lingling scolded was me! It was me The idea was that Professor Bai and I forced Siming to die. Otherwise, the law would have no choice but to kill him. I don’t know how many people he will kill. Well, now my niece wants to avenge him instead! "

Lingling's parents said sadly: "Brother, I'm sorry..." "Don't talk about these nonsense words! I feel bad! I feel more distressed than you. A pure and pure girl is obsessed by Siming's magic. He will harm people even if he dies! He will harm people even if he dies! The soul is immortal!" He pushed aside the arms of his brother and sister-in-law, and staggered back to the police station. Three days later, Lingling and Tian Jianhe arrived in Beijing and found Professor Bai.Tian Jianhe couldn't bear to criticize her perverseness, let alone worry about her messing around alone, so he resolutely came with her.Lingling stared coldly at the silver-haired Professor Bai, and asked bluntly: "It was you who killed your student with villain tricks?" Professor Bai was very reserved, and said calmly: "You mean that fake report? That's right, I did it. Siming was once my favorite student, but I never dreamed that he would go crazy and go crazy Killing people! He has become a cold-blooded killer who harms the society. Therefore, I am gratified that I can do something to get rid of him. Why, Miss Ji Lingling, who is also a victim, wants to take revenge on me?" Ji Lingling didn't speak, but stared at him with very vicious eyes, Tian Jianhe looked at her worriedly, always ready to respond.Last night, he took advantage of the opportunity of the ear-burning to check that Lingling did not carry the murder weapon.So, how is she going to avenge Siming?A woman's mind is really unpredictable. Professor Bai continued: "But to be honest, the honor of 'killing the culprit' does not fall on me. I am not trying to wash it off in front of you, I am telling the truth. The genetic report I prepared is impeccable. Yes, it can fool all laymen and experts, except Siming. Because I believe that with Siming's intelligence, even if he is faced with a flawless gene report, he will not easily believe it. Therefore, he There must be other reasons for such a happy and self-defeating death." "What's the reason?" Lingling asked urgently. "I'm not sure, because his code of conduct is very unusual, maybe he wants to die for the law, the so-called use of blood to arouse the shaming of the masses; maybe it's for relief-he is killing people for their beliefs, but killing people is not a crime after all. His nature. In this way, he can take the responsibility of killing you with his own death. Of course," Professor Bai looked at Lingling and said cryptically, "It may be another reason. He died with his own death. I accuse you." What he said was actually quite clear, that is to say, Siming had planted the life-death talisman into Lingling's body, and her death was not exempted.Tian Jianhe's face was pale and he didn't dare to look Lingling in the eyes.Lingling was silent for a long time, then she stood up suddenly, turned around and left without saying a word. Tian Jianhe took Lingling to a nearby Cantonese restaurant and ordered a bottle of Moutai.Lingling clinked glasses with him, drank it all in one gulp, and immediately started coughing violently.After the cough subsided, she asked Tian Jianhe to pour another cup. "Brother He, I'm afraid this is our farewell wine. I know you are a good man, and I love and respect you from the bottom of my heart. But I'm afraid we can't grow old forever. Brother He, my heart is dead. I seem to be able to feel a life and death talisman moving around in my body. I don't know when the god of death will come, it may be 10 years later, it may be tomorrow, or 5 minutes later. Moreover, it is so A way to die..." She shuddered and remained silent. Tian Jianhe looked at her heartbroken, and couldn't bear to leave her.But he also knew clearly that the two had parted ways.The magic left by Siming has been planted in her heart and can never be taken out.The simple-hearted, happy, good-natured girl he had liked was actually dead.Tian Jianhe sighed and clinked glasses with Lingling: "Lingling, I will always be your friend, a friend who is closer than a lover. If you need it, I will come from a thousand miles away with a single call. Promise me, okay?" Lingling smiled and agreed. They hugged each other and spent the night without lust.The next day, Tian Jianhe wanted to send Lingling back to Xibai, but Lingling insisted on refusing.But at this time, the phone number from the Xibai Public Security Bureau caught up with Tian Jianhe's cell phone.It turned out that Siming's will was discovered during the inspection of Siming's belongings, which was written by him in the detention center.The will said that if something happened to him, he would leave all his house and property in Beijing to Ji Lingling of Xibai County, Beiyang City. Lingling's mother's phone call also followed: "No, Lingling must not take it! We can't get involved with Wanguan's family property either. His things are all stained with evil spirits. If you stick to it, you will never get rid of bad luck for the rest of your life!" Lingling turned off the phone and remained silent for a long time, then she said sadly: "If I don't touch his things, will I have no bad luck? No, I will, I will inherit his inheritance." Tian Jianhe left the Zhengzhou office and left that sad place.Half a month later, he came from Guangzhou to visit Lingling.He found that Lingling had firmly taken root in Siming's house, and her mood and behavior had become one with the house.The house has not changed at all, the black and white Tai Chi picture embedded with the word "Heaven and Earth" hangs high in the center of the living room, quietly overlooking the common people, exuding a sense of witchcraft.Lingling's long black hair was tied loosely into a bun on her head.Judging from her attire and state of mind, she has stepped out of the girlish stage within half a month and turned into a young woman. In other words, it was Siming's widow. Lingling was very happy with his visit, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to fix the dishes.Tian Jianhe rushed to help, he asked Lingling what her plans were for the future, Lingling said indifferently: "I don't have any plans. Mr. Si's property is enough for me to spend my whole life. I want to stay here forever, accompany his belongings, and read all the books he left. Maybe then I will understand his thinking. " She spoke very easily, but Tian Jianhe felt chills in his heart.The dead man was still tightly entangled with Lingling, and it seemed that she would never be able to escape for the rest of her life.During the meal, Tian Jianhe said: Knowing that Siming left the inheritance to Lingling, he felt relieved, because it showed (Tian Jianhe said cautiously) that "he probably didn't plant a life-and-death talisman in your body." Siming was making a decision. Since the will written after suicide is like this, Siming probably won't let Lingling die.Tian Jianhe was afraid that these words would cause Lingling's sadness, but Lingling didn't care.She said casually: "Maybe, anyway, I'm used to it, and I almost forgot about it. By the way, Brother He, where are you going to stay tonight? You can stay here, such a big room, what do you need?" No more sleeping on the sofa." Tian Jianhe felt bitter in his heart.On Lingling's sofa and in her boudoir, the two spent a dozen unforgettable days and nights.Although the two did not cross that line, they also embraced naked in the passion.However, Tian Jianhe knew very well that in this room belonging to Siming, there would never be any past skin-to-skin kisses. He did not want to stay, and after dinner he took a polite farewell. After seeing Brother He off, Lingling wandered around the house alone.The room is full of books, and the room is full of CDs, all of which are full of awkward and difficult-to-read things, like a spell from God.But Lingling swore to each other that she must force herself to read on and understand all the books left by Siming. Only then can she talk to Siming on the same level.At night, she went to bed rubbing her sleepy eyes and had a long dream. She dreamed that she turned back into that innocent, lively, pure and happy little girl, carefully checking in front of the bookcase with her bare feet.Uncle Si is right here, above her head, looking at her lovingly in the dark.She asked: Uncle Si, if you want to kill me, what genetic disease do I have?Siming said calmly, you have the BRCAI gene, which will cause you to develop breast cancer before the age of 40.Strangely, this verdict did not stir up the slightest ripple in Lingling's heart.She then asked naively: Uncle Si, you have so many books, why can't I understand any of them? Can you point me to a shortcut?The lofty Uncle Si sighed, silly boy, why do you want to understand it?Actually I don't understand either.I thought I understood it, but in fact I didn't understand it at all.God's heavenly book is infinite, how can you understand infinite things in a limited life.In fact, not understanding is also a kind of happiness. If you really understand it, you will no longer be a human being. Not a person, what is that?she asked puzzled.Si Bobo said: It is a genetic machine, a genetic machine temporarily surviving in the meat grinder of natural selection. Even in the dream, Lingling was still reasoning. She felt that everything in front of her was not a dream, because what Siming said was definitely not something she could think of in her dream.She thought, there is a good way to verify whether it is a dream scene, and that is to ask about the life and death talisman.Because dreams do not give clear answers to unknown things.she asked: "Si Bobo, have you planted the life and death talisman in my body? Just tell me, I'm used to it long ago, and I'm not afraid of it long ago. I just want to know when it will strike." She saw Si Bobo through the void. With a remorseful look, he didn't answer directly, but just whispered: Lingling, I'm sorry.Lingling smiled: "Uncle, why do you keep saying sorry, I don't blame you anymore. But I want you to tell me the truth." Uncle Si didn't speak, his gaze pierced through the realm of life and death, staring at Lingling's feet.Lingling realized something, she lowered her head, a blue transparent flame was rising from the Yongquan acupoint, rapidly spreading upwards along the blood vessels and meridians on her calf... She awoke from the pain in her sleep, and hurriedly hugged her feet to watch.What she saw was still a pair of pure white jade feet, the complexion was red and white, without any abnormality.But there was a strong pain in her foot, and her heart was beating wildly, almost breaking apart. Ding Lingling!With the sudden sound of the phone, she jumped out of bed (it seemed that she could feel the pain after her feet were burned) and grabbed the phone on the bedside table. It was her mother's anxious voice: "Lingling, how are you? Are you all right?" "It's okay, Mom, I'm fine, what's the matter with you?" "Death prize, someone in Xibai County has received a notification of the death prize! My God..."