"We usually catch male birds because the male's skull is larger."
The yellow-haired young man seemed to have thought of something interesting as he spoke, a smile appeared on his lips, and he whispered, "All I caught today are male birds, but it's a pity that I didn't find their nests, otherwise it would have been a great harvest!"
As he spoke, he added regretfully, "It would be a pity to let them starve to death."
Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at the smiling face of the yellow-haired young man, and suddenly blinked.
"Haizi, who is this?"
At this moment, Master Lin, who was concentrating on carving, glanced out of the corner of his eye and moved his lips, "What a strange face."
"That's right."
The yellow-haired young man smiled evilly and imitated Scar's tone of voice, "This guy is a good hand at training hunting dogs!"
"You, I'm afraid you'll end up with this mouth in the future."
Master Lin's hand holding the carving knife is very steady, but he has the ability to multi-task. "If Scar hears this, Haizi, you will have to be drilled again."
Hearing these words, the yellow-haired young man couldn't help but look towards Scar's room. When he saw the door was closed, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Master Lin, what's the relationship between us? You can't betray me."
Then, he immediately said
"I guess Brother Scar took a big order this time, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten into the small vault as soon as he came back."
Master Lin stopped carving and tilted his head to look at the charter carefully. Seeing that his hands were covered with calluses, "To be favored by Scar, my little brother must have excellent skills. You are said to be a good dog trainer. You used to be in
Where can I make a living?"
"My ancestors specialized in this business, and they raised fighting dogs at that time."
A smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's lips, "I was arrested by the patrol department a few years ago and lost my livelihood after I came out. So an old friend asked me to help Brother Scar and earn some money to make ends meet."
"A fighting dog."
Master Lin nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder Scar said this."
He asked again "Did you bring your dog?"
"There is one that was just trained and is in good condition."
Speaking of his specialty, Zhang Cheng's smile became confident, "Hunting a wild boar is not a problem."
"Oh, that's not a bad tone." Master Lin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at the yellow-haired young man, "Tomorrow you should go to Tangshan to see if this young man is that powerful!"
"no problem!"
The yellow-haired young man patted his chest.
"Okay, I've met you too, don't disturb my work here."
Master Lin picked up the carving knife again and looked directly at the work in front of him. "It's freezing cold, so be careful when going up the mountain. We'll have to leave after a few more orders here, and we'll come back in a few years."
"There's a lot of news here, Master Lin."
The yellow-haired young man understood this and said with a smile, "I'll take this kid out first."
Master Lin said nothing.
The thick curtains fell, and silence returned to the small room.
Zhang Cheng followed the yellow-haired young man and happened to see a pair of twin brothers passing by carrying wooden boxes. He glanced and saw a box full of firearms, and a smell of gun oil entered his nostrils.
"Hey, please take me to meet your dog."
Suddenly, the yellow-haired young man turned to Zhang Cheng and said, "By the way, where did you put the dog? I didn't see it in the factory."
"It's outside the house."
Zhang Cheng smiled dullly and spoke in a local accent, "It's just the right time to let him watch the door outside."
"Hurry up."
The two of them walked straight towards the rolling shutter door.
…
…
in the room.
Master Lin held the carving knife and carefully touched the corner of the Bodhisattva's mouth with the tip of the knife.
The carving is officially completed.
At first glance, the Bodhisattva is sitting on a lotus platform, with a majestic appearance and kind eyes.
"Yes, it is one of the most perfect works completed recently."
Master Lin looked at it carefully and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
There are many handicrafts that can be made from the red crane crown. Those rich people like to carry a red Buddha statue with the crane crown around them, as if they want the Bodhisattva to bless themselves. Master Lin also finds this very interesting when he thinks of this.
Of course, the main reason is that if you can sell it at a good price, you will get more money.
immediately.
Master Lin opened the drawer and took out two exquisite boxes to pack them up.
But at this moment, Master Lin's expression suddenly became serious, his eyes moved to the right, and he looked at the window with his peripheral vision.
Strange, there seemed to be a figure flashing past just now.
Am I dazzled?
Master Lin thought to himself.
However, the windows here were also tightly taped with newspapers, so how could there be anyone there?
Master Lin turned his head and stared at the window for a long time, feeling an inexplicable strange feeling lingering in his mind. He suddenly licked his lips, then took out a pistol from the drawer, pulled the safety, stood up, walked to the window, and opened it cautiously.
window.
"call--"
Suddenly, the cold wind rushed in fiercely.
Master Lin's eyes glanced left and right, not to mention not even a ghost figure, not to mention the human figure. The tense arm muscles slowly relaxed, and he looked out into the vast black night. He could vaguely see the outlines of cars piled up in the distance. He shook his head and said to himself.
"It seems I have to rest early, my energy is not as good as before."
As he said that, he was about to close the window, but his eyes quickly widened in shock.
All I saw was a child's face reflected in the window glass.
Master Lin's reaction was not unpleasant. He turned back suddenly and pointed the black muzzle at the bed in the corner.
Empty!
Dazzled again?
Master Lin frowned.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and felt a sudden chill running down his spine.
The glass on the window is covered with newspapers, how could it reflect the face of a child?
Master Lin swallowed hard, and the cold wind blew into the room. A thin layer of sweat actually appeared on his forehead, and his neck was like a rusty machine. He turned his head little by little and looked at the glass again.
Those clear black and white pupils clearly saw an expressionless face reflected on the glass. The complexion was rosy, but the eyes were horrifyingly empty.
ghost!
In less than a moment, Master Lin only felt a cold air flowing straight through the sky. His hands and feet were so cold that his whole body was covered with cold hairs. Let alone a counterattack, even opening his mouth to call out was as if it was embedded with lead.
.
The child stared at Master Lin with empty eyes, his nose twitching slightly, as if he was sure of something.
Immediately afterwards, he poked his head out of the glass, but suddenly stopped in front of Master Lin. There was a rare doubt in his empty eyes, as if he was thinking about how he should eat.
However, Samsara immediately learned to obey his instinct and open his mouth.
dark.
Incomparably deep darkness enveloped Master Lin's horrified vision.
The next moment, darkness becomes eternity.
…
…
"boom--"
The cold, bloodless body fell heavily to the ground.
Samsara flew lightly into the room, and while looking around, his eyes were fixed on the Buddha statue made of the skull of the helmeted hornbill. Then, he teleported to the table, opened his big mouth again and took a bite.
Chew and swallow.
The Buddha statue is still there, seemingly unchanged.
However, I saw the child licking his lips, still unfinished, and his nose twitched slightly again.
Samsara has disappeared again!
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