At around 8 o'clock in the evening, a basketball court in Kangding.

A woman wearing a white down jacket sat on the bench. The person who came was Zhuzhu, who had not seen for several months. She was holding a plastic bag in her hand and was turning her head to look around.

The street lights were on, and there were still many people on the court, and a group of middle school students were playing basketball with shouts.

I was now facing a residential building, and when I looked down from me, I could see everything on the stadium clearly.

The phone rang, and I picked it up and said, "Hey."

Zhuzhu said: "Brother Xiang, I'm here to the basketball court. Where are you? I didn't see you."

"Oh, I'm stuck in a traffic jam, I'll arrive soon."

"By the way, Zhuzhu, I'm curious about a question, so I want to ask you?"

“What’s the problem?”

I looked at her on the court from a distance and said, "What can you get by believing in Climbing God? Climbing God is really a God? Can it give you endless money, or can it make you immortal?"

"Brother Xiang, what do you mean by saying this? Why not crawl gods or not?"

Zhuzhu looked puzzled while sitting on the recliner.

I said, "Don't install beads, I know it's you, it's you from the beginning. I've asked someone to investigate. You were indeed an intern doctor at Cong Taichung Hospital in Handan before."

"Do you remember what happened that day?"

"On the day of the Buddha's Day, I had severe altitude sickness and almost died. Then I went to buy medicine to treat altitude sickness. What's strange is that... I haven't used that medicine once after I bought it."

"I wondered why I didn't even show altitude recurrence in my head in my seventies."

I held up my cell phone and recalled: "I drank a bottle of water that day and bought it at the convenience store. If you are a doctor, you will naturally have a way. It's your way."

"Also, you showed up in time to save me."

"We took you to dinner at noon. You specially ordered a stewed chicken in Rhodiola and enthusiastically helped me pick up food and asked me to eat more. But Rhodiola is a special medicine for treating the sequelae of altitude sickness. I don't understand. Since you want to harm me, why do you want to save me?"

"Zhuzhu, I know you are observing everything in secret. If I hadn't taken the initiative to cooperate with Wu Sehun in acting, you might not have agreed to show up today, right?"

Zhuzhu was silent on the other end of the phone.

I saw her standing up from the recliner, patting her sleeves, and then giggling. She had been laughing for a long time, which made people scared.

She held up her phone and smiled, "Brother! I thought I had no flaws, but I didn't expect that you would discover this. I'm afraid I'll look at you with admiration in the future."

"I saved you because you were useful, and you did not disappoint me and got rid of July crawling for me."

I frowned and asked, "Why? Are you not from the same group?"

Zhuzhu's giggling giggled again, and she smiled and said, "Who told you that I am in the same group with him? We are not only not the same group, but also the enemy. His goal is to restore the Dangxiang tribe, but the Dangxiang tribe has been destroyed for seven or eight hundred years. There are almost no purebred Dangxiang people now. Do you know Fuxia?"

"That girl, I first brought her to believe in the God of Climbing. I asked her to follow Qiuyue Climbing to find an opportunity to attack. Unexpectedly, she was not successful and was finally killed by the guardian of Qiuyue Climbing."

"You just asked me, what can the Crawling God give me?"

"Brother, where should you look at me now, right? Then look, how old do I look like now?"

I said, "Twenty-two, you said it before."

Zhuzhu giggled again after hearing this.

"Twenty-two? Actually, my real age this year... is almost fifty."

I held my phone tightly and thought to myself that it was impossible, this was impossible! At fifty? How did you look like you were in your early twenties at the age of fifty?

Hearing my silence, Zhuzhu smiled and said, "I was born in 1957. If you don't believe me, come here. Let's meet. I'll let you check my ID card and you will believe it."

She was not laughing, but said in a deep voice: "This is the reward from the God of Crawling to me. In fact, the corpse wax collected by the Sherpas in the Red Pine Forest ended up in my hands. I only need to use the corpse wax to wipe my face once a day, and it will always be this young face."

"You said, is my face cute? My skin is fair and rippy, and I'm good at it. Men like this kind of face."

I took a deep breath and asked, "Does Mazhen's death have anything to do with you?"

Zhuzhu smiled and said, "You are too slow to move. That woman will make you move faster when she dies. Don't be angry. As long as you believe in the crawling god like me, imagine that girls like Fuxia are all within your reach! If you wave your hand, they will climb under your feet like dogs."

I lit a cigarette and took my cell phone, and said with red eyes: "I can't figure out some things, but I don't want to ask, Zhuzhu, you are wrong. Mazhen is not a dog, and Fuxia is not a dog. They all have people who love them. Remember to apologize to them."

After saying that, I hung up the phone and looked at the basketball court coldly.

At this moment, a basketball rolled under Zhuzhu's feet, and a young young man with yellow hair ran over after the ball.

"Sister! Can you let me go? I'll pick up the basketball."

Zhuzhu frowned, and when she made way, she wanted to leave quickly.

But the next second, the little yellow hair suddenly covered Zhuzhu's mouth from behind. Without thinking, she took out a knife and stabbed her chest continuously!

He kept stabbing more than a dozen times quickly? The knife was bleeding. Many people on the playground saw this scene and shouted in horror: "I've killed someone! Someone has killed someone!"

After letting go of his hand, Zhuzhu lay down weakly.

The little yellow-haired casually threw away the bloody knife, squatted on the ground with expressionless face, holding his head with both hands.

I could still see Zhuzhu's head tilted towards me from a distance. She twitched and coughed constantly. The blood bubbles spit out around her mouth.

The big Thangka fell out of the plastic bag and half spread out. A large amount of blood soaked the surface of the Thangka. The lion-headed Yama embroidered on it was stained with human blood, as if he had come alive, with teeth exposed and ferocious face.

Zhuzhu coughed for a minute or two, and finally her eyes widened and she looked at me with unwillingness.

I threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it, closed the window, turned around and left.

After going downstairs, I found the nearest food stall to sit down, ordered a bottle of beer and waited. Soon after, the sirens sounded loudly, and the little yellow-haired man was arrested with a headband. At the same time, 120 also carried a stretcher covered with white cloth.

The cell phone rang in my pocket.

I heard a man over there say, "Little brother, it should be done."

"It's done, please trouble you Brother Zhang."

"No trouble, haha, I have to say, I really didn't see it before, little brother, you are so cruel."

"No Brother Zhang, it's just a personal grudge. Are you reliable?"

"Reliable, little brother, don't worry. He doesn't know who you are. Using money to eliminate disasters for others is our usual principle of doing things, don't worry about this."

"How many years will he be sentenced?"

"Haha, why, little brother, are you still worried about him?"

"What else is there to do? One life is for another. Huangmao has a younger brother who has leukemia. He needs 300,000 yuan for kidney transplantation. He will kill anyone who gives him 300,000 yuan. He will definitely keep his mouth shut. We often do this, and we usually do this."

"Brother Zhang, I'm paying an extra 100,000 yuan in nutrition. Please tell me a message."

"What message do you want to send?"
Chapter completed!