After a weekend, Chi Shen had preliminarily completed the skeleton of the paper man. And there was more than one. He used bamboo strips to make four paper man skeletons in total. One was the same body shape as Sheng Yulan, one was tall and thin, about the same size as Chi Shen and looked like a man, one was a child who was only as tall as Chi Shen's waist, and there was another shorter and more petite skeleton. However, except for Sheng Yulan, the other three had no heads.
Chi Shen did not make head skeletons for them.
On Sunday night, Chi Shen was quite satisfied with the skeletons he had made. He began to cut paper and prepare to paste a layer of rice paper on the skeletons. In order to make it realistic, he planned to paste several layers to completely cover the traces of bamboo strips.
He cooked the paste himself and was slowly pasting the paper when suddenly his cell phone vibrated, alerting him that he had received an email.
Chi Shen did not stop. He pasted a whole piece of paper on the paper man, then washed his hands and looked at his phone.
There was an anonymous email in his mailbox. Chi Shen clicked it and took a look. It was a series of photos with a line of words attached: This is the Bai family tree. It will take some time to collect everyone's information. I will send you the family tree first.
Those photos were photos of the family tree taken with a mobile phone and written with a brush. Many of them looked very old. They recorded the names of everyone from the first founder of the Bai family to the present. Only males were recorded, and there was no record of daughters-in-law and women. Bai Wan's name was naturally not on it.
Chi Shen knew that this was because it was previously believed that only males were the ones who inherited the bloodline, and women were not allowed to be members of the Bai family. If a daughter was married, she would no longer be a member of the Bai family and would almost never be included in the family tree.
Chi Shen had no idea about the genealogy of this feudal family. He never reasoned with trash. He just looked through the things that interested him.
The family tree naturally had the names of the males of this generation. Chi Shen took a look and saw that there were dozens of people recorded there. Some of the descendants were too distant to be included in the family tree. So it seemed that the descendants of the Bai family, including the disciples from other families, had at least several hundred people.
Chi Shen touched his chin. After wiping out a criminal gang of several hundred people, Yuan Yiping must have made a great contribution, right?
Thinking of this, Chi Shen's eyes wandered over the family tree, looking at the branch with Bai Ran's name on it, and then counting up to Bai Ximing, and above that...
Chi Shen's gaze stopped and he turned his head to look at Ji Xingchen.
Ji Xingchen also pushed up his glasses, glanced at him, and said for him what he didn't say: "The first three generations of clan leaders all died at around 50 years old."
"Next..." Chi Shen's fingers passed through the first three generations of clan leaders and landed on Bai Ximing's name, "It's him."
Ji Xingchen said: "There are still two years."
Chi Shen also laughed: "No wonder he is so anxious."
The night wind gently blew the newly made paper figures, and Chi Shen's cell phone rang again. This time it was an anonymous text message: When can you go see my family?
Chi Shen replied: Wait until you finish what I asked you to do.
There was no reply from the other end, so Chi Shen put down his phone and made minor adjustments to the paper figure's face. When the facial contours were complete, it was time for him to go to bed.
At this time, Sheng Yulan also moved. She was acting as a model for Chi Shen so that Chi Shen could sculpt her appearance.
Standing up from the stool, Sheng Yulan carefully wiped off the blood she had left, then covered her wound with a rag and walked to the kitchen to wash the rag.
Chi Shen looked at Sheng Yulan's wound thoughtfully, then he looked up at Bai Wan.
Bai Ran was standing by, looking at the newly made paper figurine with his head tilted. There was a makeup video playing on the tablet in his hand. He seemed to be thinking about how to draw Sheng Yulan's face realistically.
Chi Shen was thinking about something else. The wounds on Bai Wan's body disappeared. After she avenged her parents, Sheng Yulan also took revenge. But why were the wounds on her body still there? Was it because the last ghost was thrown out by him?
Thinking of this, Chi Shen expressed his doubts: "Should I find the ghost and ask her to chop it into pieces?"
Now, all the ghosts who were curious about the paper man looked at Chi Shen in unison and took a step back. Even Bai Wan stood up straight and subconsciously shook a red candle at her feet.
After thinking for a moment, Chi Shen made a decision: "Forget it, let's go check tomorrow to see if the ghost is still alive. If it's still alive, I'll bring it back and let Sheng Yulan chop it up and see. That's it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost face and the female ghost in red looked at each other, disappeared into the living room like the wind, and the door of the room slammed with a loud bang and closed immediately.
Bai Wan also looked at the paper man, then looked at Chi Shen, and disappeared into the living room holding her own tablet.
It was now time to go to bed. Chi Shen glanced at the empty living room, thinking that everyone was urging him to go to bed, and happily went back to his room to rest.
Ji Xingchen followed him into the room. When closing the door, he turned his head back and did not lock the bedroom door.
Chi Shen went to look at Ji Xingchen No. 2 again, frowned as he looked at him still unconscious, and after looking at him for a while he lay down to sleep.
late at night.
A black shadow emerged from the shadow beside Chi Shen's pillow. It was Ji Xingchen's head. Ji Xingchen stretched out his head and glanced at Chi Shen. He was asleep. The whole room was very quiet at this moment. In order not to disturb Chi Shen's sleep, the ghost also fell into a deep sleep.
He glanced at his body hanging opposite the bed again, then stood up from Chi Shen's shadow, walked past the door that was not closed tightly, and gently knocked on the door of the girls' room next to him.
"Come in." Bai Wan's voice sounded, and the door opened automatically.
There was a sleepless night light shining into the room. Ji Xingchen glanced at the paper phone and tablet on the bedside, and looked at a kitchen knife placed on the bed.
Sheng Yulan's appearance appeared in the kitchen knife, and she asked a little nervously: "What's the matter?"
Ji Xingchen just looked at her, his eyes sweeping over the wounds on her body that were still bleeding.
Chi Shen was wrong. Sheng Yulan's resentment, the resentment caused by the beatings and verbal violence, would not be dispelled by simply chopping her enemy into pieces. That was the fear and resentment rooted in her heart.
Ji Xingchen stretched out his hand to Sheng Yulan and said calmly: "I will help you bear your pain."
Sheng Yulan looked at Ji Xingchen, her eyes slowly turned red, but in just a moment, her eyes regained clarity, and at the same time, the wounds on her body slowly disappeared. She looked at her body in disbelief, even her torn clothes were slowly recovering!
Bai Wan suddenly screamed, and the sleeping female ghost in red was awakened. She came out of the paper phone and was about to say something, but when she saw the scene in front of her, her eyes widened and she couldn't utter a word.
Ji Xingchen, who reached out his hand to Sheng Yulan, had several more wounds on his body, exactly the same as the wounds on Sheng Yulan's body!
The wounds were slowly getting worse, and blood was dripping from Ji Xingchen's suit, but his expression did not change, he remained calm, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.
The female ghost in red still showed a look of fear, but Ji Xingchen hadn't shown it yet. She seemed to feel that the pain was in her body. She reached out and touched herself, and suddenly found that she had no body, so she felt relieved.
"Your soul is too weak..." Bai Wan warned, "You will die."
Ji Xingchen did not say anything. After a moment, the wounds suddenly began to heal, as if retreating quickly, and quickly closed together. In the end, only the tattered suit was left. Not long after, the wounds on the suit also closed together.
He stretched out his hand and placed it on his chest, where the last wound disappeared, and whispered, "I have no painful memory, so I can bear it."
"It's not like that. Alas... forget it." Bai Wan's tone was a little reluctant, but she didn't say it out loud.
Most people who have never experienced pain cannot experience anything too painful, which will make them collapse. Ji Xingchen can digest the pain from Sheng Yulan so quickly, it is probably because he has experienced things that are more painful than this, and Sheng Yulan’s pain is nothing to him.
Bai Wan didn't say anything, but sighed: "You should go back early, don't let your brother find out."
He came here while Chi Shen was asleep, which definitely meant that he didn't want Chi Shen to know that he had done this. Bai Wan knew this very well, so she was willing to help Ji Xingchen keep this secret.
Ji Xingchen nodded and left the girls' room, leaving only a pool of blood.
Sheng Yulan was still in a dream and seemed to be unaware of what had happened. It took her a while to react. She wanted to chase after Ji Xingchen to thank him, but was stopped by Bai Wan again. Under Bai Wan's persuasion, she wiped the blood off the ground and decided to pretend nothing had happened.
Ji Xingchen entered through the bedroom door which was not closed tightly. He stood beside the bed and looked at Chi Shen for a while. Since only a little light came in from the window, Chi Shen's shadow was very small, only a small area next to the pillow. The rest was blocked by the quilt. If he wanted to go back, he could only go back from there.
Ji Xingchen supported himself on the edge of the bed with his hands and climbed gently onto the bed.
The late autumn wind gently blew the half-drawn curtains. Ji Xingchen looked at Chi Shen's quiet profile after he fell asleep, and was slightly absent-minded.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from under the quilt and grabbed his hand.
Ji Xingchen was startled, but did not struggle.
Chi Shen didn't move either. He still had his eyes closed and his breathing even. He looked like he was in a deep sleep.
The hand holding his tightened slightly, refusing to let go.
Ji Xingchen lay down beside him, closed his eyes, and whispered, "Good night."
"Good night." He heard Chi Shen's voice.
The next day, Chi Shen got up from the bed refreshed, as if he knew nothing. He looked at the rising sun outside the window. Today was a rare sunny day after the rain, but it was a pity that today was Monday, not Sunday.
Ji Xingchen was helping him watch the fire for breakfast and did not enter the bedroom.
He seemed to wake up a little early. Normally, Ji Xingchen would come in and call him to get up after two minutes.
Since you got up early, prepare what you need to do today.
Chi Shen smiled and climbed up from the bed, came to Ji Xingchen No. 2, and looked at Ji Xingchen No. 2's handsome and pale face.
At this time, Ji Xingchen just came in from outside. Seeing Chi Shen standing in front of Ji Xingchen No. 2, he was not surprised. He just said calmly: "It's time to have breakfast."
Chi Shen nodded, but his eyes did not move away from Ji Xingchen No. 2's face. He asked in a slightly curious and somewhat provocative tone: "He and you are the same person, right?"
"Yes." Ji Xingchen replied.
"Then he should be as shy as you?"
“…”
Chi Shen quickly lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on Ji Xingchen No. 2's closed eyes. The kiss floated across Ji Xingchen No. 2's face like a feather.
Ji Xingchen looked at No. 2 with a puzzled look and a slight coldness in his eyes.
Ji Xingchen No. 2's heart, which was pierced by the iron chain in his chest, suddenly beat, and blood dripped down the iron chain.
Chi Shen smiled: "Awake?"
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