monster's bride

Seeing her bright smile, Bai Ji couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch her gradually rounder face.

"You've been in a much better mood lately."

Lu Zhizhi also said from the bottom of his heart: "There is nothing that worries me, and I have made good progress at work. It is natural for me to be in a good mood."

Bai Ji smiled, "Yes, keep at it."

He will try his best to restrain himself and the monster.

After the excitement wore off, Lu Zhizhi later realized that asking for leave was a troublesome matter. Teachers generally did not have holidays to take, except for statutory holidays. She looked at the monthly exams and felt that she would not be able to go.

But she didn't feel unhappy. At worst, she sold two travel tickets before the deadline, and the money she earned was enough to buy a desk and a dryer.

Here Lu Zhizhi's life was going on normally, but over there, after Shi Yu handed over a severed finger and wrote a report, the police realized the seriousness of the matter and led a team to the Fox Temple.

Because people have been sent to keep an eye on the movements here, there are many stone statues inside the temple.

Just when they were planning to break the stone statues one by one, they aroused opposition from everyone in the village.

They followed the police up the hill.

During the dispute, because there was a formal permission document, someone in the police force had already taken action and smashed the little fox statue, revealing Mori Bai's severed finger among a pile of stone fragments.

Another severed finger was found, and everyone looked serious, knowing that something was wrong.

A police officer responsible for stopping the villagers suddenly noticed something unusual. He said to one of the protesting villagers: "Show me your hands."

He walked over and forcibly took off the opponent's work gloves, revealing a palm with a broken little finger.

"What are you doing!" The middle-aged man pulled his hand back dissatisfied.

The police officer didn't say much, but quickly went to check on another villager. He also took off the other villager's work gloves, and found that they were exactly the same, missing one finger.

He took out the stuffing from the finger cots, connected the small stone statues in the temple, and then quickly walked back and said loudly: "Shi Yu, come here and take a look at this."

When Shi Yu came out of the temple, he looked at the gloves held up by the police officer and heard him say: "There is no need to smash them all. I suspect that the villagers cut off all those fingers themselves. You took back the broken ones that were found for DNA testing." It means that the owner doesn’t have any records, so he probably belongs to this village.”

"This is our own belief."

At this time, a villager yelled angrily, "We are all volunteers, what does it have to do with you foreign police! We did not kill anyone or break the law."

Shi Yu asked in a deep voice: "Who is the owner of the finger I took away for the first time?"

The villager said with determination: "It is definitely from our village. The owner of the statue you smashed for the first time had pancreatic cancer in his early years, but it was discovered too late and he died suddenly at home. We will just We went up the mountain to bury him. This is our way of life."

In backward villages, a few decades ago, there was no need to go to the police station to register, and all the children were born and raised at home.

Curry couldn't find this person, and he found it in the stone statue. It's hard not to doubt whether he died.

And now, just because of these people's weird beliefs, they cut off their fingers and cast them as stone statues in temples to enshrine the largest stone statue of a fox.

"Why?" Shi Yu said with a serious look, "I don't understand why you want to cut off your fingers?"