Chapter 45: The Weird Little Boy

"Hello?" Seeing that Su Bai didn't reply, the boy couldn't help asking again politely.

"Hello, this is the coffin shop." Su Bai took a deep breath and said to the little boy with a smile.

"Well, can you make an urn here?" The little boy whispered: "My mother passed away, and I want to prepare an urn for her."

"Yes, you can choose a style." Su Bai paused, then nodded, took out the album from under the table, and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you." The little boy said to Su Bai, walked into the coffin shop, and then carefully selected from the album.

"Just this one. My mother likes phoenixes." After choosing for a while, he pointed to the pattern with two phoenixes and said to Su Bai.

"En." Su Bai nodded, and then asked: "What kind of wood do you want? The mahogany here includes small-leaf rosewood, big-leaf rosewood, red rosewood, ebony, green sandalwood, and some cork. Materials, such as Jinshen and gloomy Jinshen."

He picked up the previous album, pointed to some urns on it, and introduced the wood on it.

"Just this one, my mother likes the red one." The little boy pointed to the wood of red rosewood and said to Su Bai.

"This five hundred yuan needs to be paid first, and I will come to get it in a few days." Su Bai nodded and said to the little boy.

He gave Zhao Kongqing a 350 before, because he knew Zhao Kongqing, but the little boy in front of him, he didn't know why, and he didn't like it at all.

Even if the other party looks very good-looking, it is also very cute.

Hearing what he said, the little boy didn't even bargain, and directly took out five hundred yuan from his trouser pocket and handed it to Su Bai.

Seeing him handing over the money, Su Bai froze slightly, but returned to normal in an instant.

"What's wrong?" The little boy seemed to have noticed that something was wrong with Su Bai, and asked with concern.

"It's nothing." Su Bai shook his head and took the five hundred dollars.

"Really?" The little boy smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

His appearance itself is fair and harmless to humans and animals, but when he curled the corners of his mouth, for some reason, he looked a little ferocious and terrifying.

It's like... a wax figure laughing.

"En." Su Bai didn't seem to see the little boy's smile, so he said lightly, and then said: "I will make this urn as soon as possible, you can come and get it the day after tomorrow."

"Then thank you brother." The smile on the little boy's face was restrained, and he said obediently.

After speaking, he turned and left the coffin shop.

After he went out, Su Bai went to the table and continued to write the paper, as if nothing happened just now.

At the same time, at the door of the coffin shop, the little boy was staring at him without blinking.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

thirty minutes.

forty minutes.

fifty minutes.

...

The two maintain a weird balance.

Until an hour later, the little boy laughed, showing a mouthful of yellow and black teeth.

As he laughed, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his whole person looked weird and terrifying.

Also because of his smile, a piece of skin fell off his face.

That piece of skin is crystal clear, and it looks magnificent in the sun.

The boy seemed to have sensed it too, so he stretched out his hand, tore off the piece of skin on his face, and chewed it in his mouth.

He then turned and walked towards a nearby apartment building.

As he left, Su Bai's body immediately relaxed, and then traces of sweat covered his clothes, soaking them.

He turned his head and looked towards the door, frowning tightly.

That boy just now was too weird,

One is, this boy, as soon as he came in, he felt an extremely dangerous feeling.

Moreover, the boy's hands are very abnormal.

Generally speaking, the skin on the hands of ordinary boys is relatively tender. Even if the skin is rough because of playfulness, it is very different from adults.

However, when Su Bai looked at the boy's hand just now, it felt more like seeing the hand of a 30-40 year old adult.

The vicissitudes of the years cannot be imitated at all.

Moreover, what frightened Su Bai even more was that his perception told him that the little boy stared at him for an hour.

When he was talking with the other party just now, he showed a little flaw.

But the other party is very concerned about this flaw.

"This is a very cautious person, and also a very dangerous person." Su Bai was very afraid of the little boy just now.

This person is probably also a resurrected person, even more terrifying than Zhu Yingying and Peng Nianci.

Thoughtful and extremely patient.

Then, Su Bai suddenly remembered one thing, could the murderer who killed such a girl be this person?

With the same thoughtfulness, it is also possible to be a resurrected person.

Thinking of this, his face immediately changed.

If so, why is this person here?

Zhao Mingshan! ! !

Thinking of this, Su Bai's face turned pale, he got up and ran out of the coffin shop, towards the apartment behind.

...

Zhao Mingshan sat in the empty park, tears streaming down her eyes.

There are not many people in the park. This park is built next to the Luo River, so it is relatively remote.

She's been coming here a lot since her parents died.

Because here, she can get some time and space that belongs to her alone.

In fact, Zhao Mingshan knew that she should not interfere with her brother's decision, because her brother's thinking was much more mature than hers.

However, she didn't know why, but she always felt that her brother was getting farther and farther away.

The last time I felt this way was when my parents died.

And the second time she encountered this kind of thing, she was still very powerless and unable to resist.

"Sister, what are you crying for?" Just as Zhao Mingshan was shedding tears, a little boy's voice came from the side.

Zhao Mingshan heard the sound and looked, and saw a fair-faced little boy standing not far from him, looking at her curiously.

Seeing this, she quickly wiped away her tears. She realized that she was too absorbed in thinking about things just now, and she didn't notice anyone coming.

"Why are you here? Where are your parents?" Zhao Mingshan looked at the side of the little boy, but found that there was no one else beside the little boy.

Hearing her question, the little boy showed a sad look: "Sister, my mother is missing, can you help me find my mother?"

When Zhao Mingshan heard his words, she hesitated for a while, but seeing the other party's sad expression, she said softly in her heart: "Okay, I'll take you to find your mother."

"Thank you sister." The little boy said obediently, and then looked at Zhao Mingshan with some doubts: "By the way, sister, were you crying just now? Could it be that you can't find your mother?"

Hearing his words, Zhao Mingshan felt a little sore in her heart. Not only can she not find her mother, but her father is also gone.

Even her brother, who was dependent on her for life, had to leave.