Chapter 1317 Collecting the Corpse and Burying Together
Three days later, the power of the shadow controlled by Lin Mo was finally restored, and he was ready to go to the Garden Community again to investigate the situation.
During these three days, Zhao Liang was still in the Xishan Sanatorium, but he learned through Gu Yuan that there was nothing unusual about Zhao Liang, and nothing strange could be found on his body. He was just an ordinary person.
Gu Yuan was already determined to release Zhao Liang, but due to Lin Mo's request, he decided to give Lin Mo two more days.
On the other side, Lin Mo also learned about Qu Rong through Wang Fangfang. Wang Fangfang said that she had never seen that dance before, and Qu Rong had been training dance these days, and was becoming more diligent and seemed to be preparing for it.
what.
Everything seemed very normal, but this normality made Lin Mo feel a sense of urgency.
On the other side, Wang Ming has regained consciousness, but he is still lying in the hospital and has not been discharged from the hospital. Wang Ming's parents have arrived. I heard from Liao Yu that Wang Ming's parents were having a fierce quarrel with the school. The situation
Not very good.
Lin Mo wanted to go to Wang Ming to inquire about the situation, but he went several times and saw many people in Wang Ming's ward, including reporters.
It was precisely because of this that Lin Mo did not go in, not wanting to be in such trouble. But there is good news, that is, Lin Mo saw among the reporters who had been brought to him by Zhang Bin because of Huang Haofa's incident.
That female reporter, Zeng Qianqian.
Lin Mo was naturally happy to see an acquaintance. After all, in this situation, Zeng Qianqian was probably able to get more information, after all, her identity was there.
However, Lin Mo didn't leave Zeng Qianqian's contact information at that time, and there were a lot of people there at that time, so Lin Mo didn't go forward to ask for it, but he was ready to find an opportunity to ask Zhang Bin if there was that female reporter.
contact information.
The situation on Liao Yu's side is still very stable. She has already learned the tenth picture of the pattern catalog, but this picture seems to be a watershed. Every time Liao Yu tries to draw it, it is quite difficult, and it seems to be inexplicable.
The power is disturbing her.
Regarding this point, Lin Mo asked Liao Yu to be more cautious, and just as before, he could only try to draw those things when he was around.
On the other side, one thing made Lin Mo very strange, that is, the matter of Mr. Liao. It could be said that Lin Mo watched Mr. Liao die there with his own eyes that day, but there was not much trouble in the Yinghong Club.
According to the news obtained from Xu Qingqing, nothing strange happened in Maple City.
This made Lin Mo a little confused, why did Mr. Liao's death have no impact at all?
It is precisely because of this that Lin Mo did not tell Zhang Ningxi about his visit to the Yinghong Club that day, but decided to wait and see how things turned out before thinking about it again.
After trying that the power of the shadow had indeed been fully restored, Lin Mo swept away his despair and walked out of the bookstore. It was already ten o'clock in the morning, and Liao Yu had already gone to school. Lin Mo locked the door of the bookstore and turned around.
Go into the alley.
Not long after, he had appeared at the door of Nazha Paper Shop and took out the key from his pocket. This was given to him by the owner of Nazha Paper Shop three days ago.
Opening the door and walking into the paper-making shop, the place seemed particularly deserted. The shelves were empty. The wreaths and paper figures that were originally piled here were all gone. They were all pre-ordered by the customers. These three
In a matter of days, the store owner had finished handling everything.
After taking one look at the empty shop, Lin Mo sighed and walked directly to the back.
The surroundings are still very cold. There are not many people in this shop, but there is a lot of gloom. Even if you live here in the summer and there is no air conditioning, you will not feel much heat wave.
The room behind the curtain can be regarded as a bedroom. There is a bed and some simple daily necessities, and in the center of the room, there is a huge coffin.
"This decoration is really..."
Walking to the coffin, Lin Mo opened the coffin a crack, and the light shone into the coffin, reflecting the pale face of the paper-making shop owner, without any blood.
"Are you dead? If you're not dead, let's chat~"
Lin Mo said casually, stretched out his hand to test the breathing of the paper shop owner, but he had already lost his breath. He sighed, closed the coffin again, and glanced at the hammer and coffin nails on the table next to him. There was another one next to him.
piece of paper.
Walking to the table, Lin Mo picked up the piece of paper. On it was the message left for him by the owner of the paper shop:
"The black paper lantern you asked for has been placed in the third compartment under the counter. Help me nail the coffin. There are very few left in the store. If you need it, you can take it away yourself. Remember to bury us together."
The calligraphy with silver hooks and iron paintings looked majestic and inspiring. Lin Mo had never seen this paper shop owner write anything, but from this word alone, it seemed that this boss was not a simple person when he was young.
He turned around and glanced at the coffin, shook his head slightly, went back to the front again, found the black paper lantern made for him by the paper shop owner from under the counter, and put it into the past life mirror space.
Then he went back to the back again, picked up the hammer and coffin nails, and after a clanging sound, Lin Mo had nailed the coffin completely.
Throwing the hammer aside, if it was an ordinary person, it would be very difficult to transport this coffin. However, Lin Mo did not need a car, and secondly, it was quite simple for him. As for any legal certification, he did not need it.
He walked to the coffin and lifted it up with both hands. The coffin weighing several hundred kilograms was lifted up by him. Needless to say, his strength lifted the coffin.
So a coffin is not a big deal to him.
"Get in!"
After placing the coffin into the space of the Past World Mirror, Lin Mo patted the dust on his hands and looked around.
"Now as long as I send you there, my work will be over."
There were several tools nearby, including shovels and hoes, which were reserved for Lin Mo to dig holes. The owner of the paper shop was quite well prepared.
Throwing these tools into the space of the Past World Mirror, Lin Mo closed the door of the paper shop. The people here have disappeared from the world, and this shop will remain closed forever.
After leaving Fenglin Street, he took a taxi to the outskirts of the city. Lin Mo got out of the car and walked towards a mountain in the distance. The owner of the paper shop buried his wife in a place not far from Maple City.
A piece of land was purchased there for the two of them to be buried together in the future.
The landlady has been dead for many years and was buried there long ago. Now Lin Mo is sending the paper shop owner there as well.
This road, not to mention going over mountains and ridges, is not much different. The place chosen by the owner of the paper shop is very remote. Basically, no one will develop it or travel there.
After a long search with a map, even at Lin Mo's speed, he walked for most of a day before finally finding the boss's wife's grave.
This was a lonely tomb, and an open space had been reserved next to it. Lin Mo first took the coffin out of the past life mirror space, put it aside, then picked up the hoe and shovel, and started working.
Dust was flying, and in this deserted place, the sound of Lin Mo digging became the only sound here.
After almost half a day, a tomb reappeared in front of Lin Mo. This tomb was much larger than the previous one.
I simply decorated it and put the tombstone back.
Lin Mo did not move the tombstone, because the names of two people were already written on it, one was the owner of the shop, and the other was the proprietress's wife. From the day the proprietress died, the two were actually buried together.
After taking care of everything, he simply paid his respects. The sky was already a little dark. He bowed his hands towards the tomb and turned around to leave.
The place here is remote. If Lin Mo wants to go back, it is impossible to call a taxi. He can only walk back with one pair of legs. However, he does not have any complaints. He must do what he promised others and eat some for himself.
Suffering is nothing.
There was a slight cold wind blowing around, and in the deserted wilderness, a person walking seemed so lonely.
"Thanks..."
A low and hoarse voice came from the shadow in the wind. Lin Mo didn't look back, he just waved his hand and walked towards Maple City...