Ten thousand three-day dreams were sweet at night. When I woke up, my lips were curled up. When I was preparing for breakfast, I didn’t see Muyo. I felt refreshed and actively handed the bowls and porridge. I also asked Huo Zihong with concern: "The little boss lady... is okay."

Huo Zihong nodded: "You have to be depressed for a few days."

How many days have you been depressed? Is it not good to have a heart of 10,000, so why isn't I going to be in a slump?

Uncle Zhang snorted on the side: "The knife cuts a hole and starts to bleed. Will it also be scabbed in a few days? She is fine."

Ten thousand three-year-old struggled: "That's going to recover slowly, little by little, right?"

Huo Zihong dispelled all his hopes with one sentence: "Miyo is not like this."

She pressed her finger on the table and raised it to a high place the next second: "She is like this, like a spring, and she gets up. You can wait and see."

***

After breakfast, Cao Yanhua, who lives nearby, came to report immediately, saying that he was studying the daily business of bars, but in fact his eyes were straight upstairs: "Where is my sister Mu Dai?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kiyo got down from the upstairs in a depressed spirit. He lowered his head and wiped the cup, and silently said in his heart: "A fall, a fall."

Seeing her walking down to Ping An, she had to pray: "Don't rebound, don't rebound."

God should still favor him. In short, there was no sign of a rebound today. She walked straight to the table and sat down, lifted the cover bowl, and ate breakfast without saying a word.

Huo Zihong smiled and twisted a thin crust, helped her roll fried eggs and spicy fried potato shreds, and handed them back to her: "It's all a trivial matter if you can't beat others and can't catch them. There are so many people participating in the competition, and there is only one champion. Can anyone outside the second place have to jump off the building?"

Mu Dai looked at the burrito and did not immediately answer: "Aunt Hong, are you Professor Li's daughter?"

"Yesterday, why did Luo Ren attack you? It was wrong for him to attack him. Why didn't he call the police?"

Huo Zihong pursed his lips slightly and smiled again: "We Mu Dai, we are almost 100,000 whys."

She put the burrito on a flat plate next to the Mudai bowl: "This matter has been over, don't ask again in the future. I don't want to mention it a long time ago."

Mu Daye didn't look at her and lowered her head to stir the porridge in the bowl: "You don't want to mention some things, but if someone doesn't do it, Luo Ren can't give up."

Huo Zihong didn't move for a long time. After a while, he reached out and patted Mu Dai's back of his hand: "You forgot about this, don't worry."

Muyo's eyes fell on Huo Zihong's hands.

Aunt Hong’s hands are not afraid to say that the skin is like cream, fingers are like peeled onion roots, at least they are slender and meticulously maintained. In the words of the older generation, they have never done rough work and were tired, and the wife’s hands are.

He dropped out of school in the second grade of elementary school and went to the stall with his parents? Mu Daye had never seen the hands of the vegetable dealer, and he was plucking around the vegetables mixed with fresh mud. The mud color was embedded in the cracks of the skin. He couldn't wipe it clean no matter how he rubbed the soap or washed it.

***

After dinner, while Huo Zihong was reconciling accounts with Uncle Zhang downstairs, Mu Dai entered Aunt Hong's room. She usually went in and out of this room and never paid attention to it. This time she came in and was very careful when she was holding her chest, and she seemed to be pressing something on her chest. She was so bored.

Aunt Hong’s bedside was a book I read before night. There was a reference for clothing patterns from various ethnic groups on the table. She mentioned before that she wanted to buy another store. Clothing is a consideration. The tie-dye batik styles have to be thought of, and they cannot be all the styles on the street.

On the Duobao grid shelf by the wall are small items collected by Aunt Hong, including clay sculptures called Huang Pang because of the earth, a small number of birth lantern made by craftsmen, and a hot gourd.

When I was a child, she stole the gourd, took the lid and poured soda, climbed onto the table and learned about the Tieguai Li on TV. While haha, she flipped her waist and raised her head to fill the soda into her mouth. Half of the gourd was taken away by Aunt Hong. She thought she was going to be beaten, so she followed Aunt Hong into the house with a dejected look. Unexpectedly, Aunt Hong said, "Mu Day, this is a grasshopper gourd."

Her eyes were glaring like a copper bell: "Caspupa gourd, is it a caspupa?"

Aunt Hong said, "Yes."

He also told her that the ancients raised croaking insects, and gourds were the best choice for insects. The gourds were selected with particular attention, called "purple, moist, hard, and thick". In order to protect the gourd, some people even sewed a gourd cover with velvet cloth.

She didn't hear it at all, thinking in her mind: It's over, the grasshopper might be stool and peeing inside, and I've drunk it all...

Thinking about it now, Aunt Hong is really knowledgeable, like she grew up in a family of scholars.

Mu Dai's heart suddenly stumbled.

Aunt Hong is exactly the same as Li Yaqing. Li Tan personally admitted that Professor Li has a pair of twin daughters. Luo Ren pointed out that Aunt Hong is not like Huo Zihong who lives in No. 12 Chenqian Lane, Luo Mahu...

Could it be that the real Huo Zihong who died in Luomahu and was led into a doll by the fishing line, and now this person has always been under the name of Huo Zihong... Li Yaqing?

***

When I saw Huo Zihong again, Mu Day was not as in the past, and no matter what, she could not connect her with the innocent and angry Aunt Hong.

She sat down at the table by the window, took the paper and pen and nervously listed what she thought.

If Aunt Hong is really Li Yaqing, then she has concealed this fact for many years and is not as scheming as it appears. In other words, Aunt Hong's words may not be true.

——Did you see me moving with your own eyes?

I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I just heard a horrified voice first, and then saw Luo Ren choke Aunt Hong's neck and push her away.

What if it was Luo Ren who moved first by Aunt Hong? She designed it in advance, and she knew that attacking Luo Ren would definitely defend herself. When Luo Ren moved her, she deliberately screamed...

Muyo was frightened by her thoughts. She panicked and tore the paper in front of her and threw it away, and fell on the table with her hands in her hair.

No, no, it is wrong to think about it like this. Luo Ren is really a devil. She induced her to doubt Aunt Hong in just a few words.

Cao Yanhua ran over. When he saw Mu Dai angry and took out his breath, he felt that it was the time.

"Sister Kiyo, don't be angry about such a thing, it's not worth it."

"To be honest, if you keep away from the troubled gangsters for a few streets, you will suffer losses because you lack experience. If the other party is not scheming, how could you plot against you?"

He was purely speculative, but he was very sensible, just like when he saw him in person last night, but he was just right in flattery and made people feel comfortable.

Kiyo finally looked up at him.

Cao Yanhua said more and more earnestly: "This kind of thing can actually be avoided. Do you know what the key is?"

Avoid? Although I knew that Cao Yanhua was not very reliable, Mu Day was still aroused of curiosity: "What's the key?"

"The key is that you lack an apprentice with rich experience, high martial arts skills, and caring heart!"

"Hey, hey, sister Kiyo, don't leave..."

Cao Yanhua continued to shout at Mu Dai's back with reluctance: "Sister Mu Dai, think about it, if something happens again, if you have something, I will rush out. Even if I am caught, beaten and cried, it is me. It's okay for you. Oh, sister Mu Dai, you think about it..."

***

At night, Kiyo had a dream.

I dreamed that Huo Zihong came to her bedside and gently pushed her: "Miyo, Muyo, wake up."

She was obviously awake but couldn't move or make a sound. Aunt Hong sat down beside her bed and began to thread the needle.

The needle body was as thick as a pen, and the needle holes were as big as soybeans. The thread was also very strange, as if several strands were twisted together. Her eyes went down the thread and saw a very large fishing net spread out from Aunt Hong's knee.

The floor disappeared and turned into a lake with sparkling water. Half of the fishing nets were sinking into the lake, and fish struggling under the net were faintly seen.

Suddenly, only this bed floated on the huge lake covered with fog.

Mu Dai became scared and wanted to ask her, Aunt Hong, what are you doing?

My throat seemed to be filled with cotton, and I couldn't make any sound. Aunt Hong showed a secret smile on her face. She slowly stretched out her hand and held her head tightly. She held the needle in the other hand and pierced it straight towards her cheek...

He was covered in cold sweat and his calf twitched, and he found it was a quilt. His heart instantly fell to the ground, feeling relieved.

But, I can't sleep anymore.

Mu Dai carried the pillow and blanket downstairs, went to the window where he sat most often, put the pillow upright on the window, and leaned against the bench halfway down.

***

Five ancient punishments.

Fill in the room.

Luo Ren frowned, gently tapped his fingertips on the touch screen, and changed it between web pages at any time.

The contents of several web pages pointed out are similar: punishment, ancient Chinese punishment, the evolution and development of punishment, the progress of human society and the gradual change of punishment.

The content mentioned that modern punishments are nothing more than death penalty or imprisonment. There are not many types of death penalty. Some countries or regions even advocate respecting human rights and abolishing death penalty. In other words, the respect for punishment for people increases with the development of social civilization.

Looking back on time, in ancient times and even in the slave era, the punishments were brutal and cruel, and the most typical examples were the five major punishments.

The earliest historical records were during the Xia Qi period, Mo (tat the face), Shu (cut the nose), Shu (cut the feet), Gong (deprived of reproductive ability), and Da Pi (death punishment).

It is considered to be the five major punishments summarized by Xia Qi to summarize the experience of his predecessors.

Luo Ren vaguely felt that this path was right. Liu Shuhai personally admitted to the murder. After death, he didn't know what to do, but his feet were chopped, which was very similar to a punishment.

Moreover, he was not the only one who was chopped off.

Luo Ren suddenly felt chest tightness. He got up and walked to the window, pushed open the window for breathability, and pulled the collar hard.

It is late at night and the air is moist. The lights stretch out in the night. The bluestone slabs are filled with bright colors that only exist at night. Looking here, the diagonal opposite is the Bar of Gathering and Dispersing.

Luo Ren looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt a sense of emotion. He took out the German night vision portable eagle eye from his luggage bag and looked there.

Night vision Hawkeye imaging is less effective than the telescope during the day, but he still recognizes who the person is.
Chapter completed!