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The plot of "It turns out that putrid mud can also produce flowers" follows the end of the first act.

At the beginning of the video, it was a close-up; in Si Yuan's dull eyes, Lin Damu was sewing, repairing, scraping wax, and putting on makeup on the corpse...

Obviously, after seeing Lao Lin's work for the first time and seeing the real death, this girl who does things recklessly and has no bottom line suffered an unprecedented shock in her heart.

In the video, seeing this mirror-in-mirror expression technique, as well as Siyuan's frightened and dull gaze in the screen, the barrage became a piece of the puzzle!

"That's right! That's the look in my eyes when I saw Shaqima yesterday!" "True and convincing! This look is very similar to me yesterday!" "I feel sorry for Xiao Yuan for three seconds, child, you are the same as me , endured the fear that shouldn't be endured at this age!"

The netizens who just clicked on the video clearly haven't come out from the shadow of yesterday.

In a barrage, the screen changed.

At night, on the street outside the old house.

Seeing the dim corridor in front of him, Si Yuan, who was as fierce as a little tiger before, stopped in his tracks. Looking at the old man in front of him in the funeral parlor who was calmly mending a dead body with large sewing needles, Si Yuan trembled all over his body.

Hearing that there were no footsteps behind him, Lao Lin turned around and took a step back: "What's wrong?"

Seeing him approaching, the girl jumped away like a startled cat: "Don't come here! Don't come near me, I don't want to go back, I...Wow!"

With a sound of wow, the girl who was so frightened by the scene in the funeral home just sat down on the ground, crying loudly.

"I want to go home! I, I'm scared."

The first time he faced the impact of a dead body, he finally broke out at this moment.

The girl went crazy, rubbing her hands and slapping her body—it seemed that the clothes that Lao Lin had washed for her were covered with blood and brains.

Seeing the girl collapsed, Lao Lin's eyes darkened, as if he felt a little guilty.

"follow me."

He turned and walked out of the alley, leading the girl to a nearby bathhouse.

In the barrage, the confrontation between Li Shixin and An Xiaoxiao finally drew sand sculpture fans into the plot;

"After all, she is still a child. The thorns on her body are just a disguise to protect herself."

"Yeah, she just doesn't know what death looks like, so she can talk about life and death so easily. People who have really seen death are actually very timid."

"Hey, pay attention to the look in Lao Lin's eyes, there is a lot of guilt in it."

"That's right, Lao Lin took Si Yuan to the funeral home, maybe he was just angry, but seeing Si Yuan collapsed, he should also know that his career is too exciting for normal people."

The video is still going on.

In the bathhouse, when Lao Lin came in, the proprietress greeted her familiarly. Seeing Si Yuan following behind him, he was taken aback: "Old Lin, this is?"

"I... a child from a relative's family, staying here for a few days. I went to work with me... you... give her a good wash."

Facing Lao Lin's hesitant request, the bathhouse proprietress smiled slightly, showing a clear expression.

But at this moment, a girl in school uniform entered the bathhouse hall. Seeing Si Yuan, he was stunned: "Hey, isn't this the big sister who hacked someone's head with a bear?"

It was none other than the classmate who had clashed with Si Yuan at school - Xiaoyun, the daughter of the bathhouse proprietress.

While talking, the female classmate saw Lao Lin again.

Seeing him standing with Si Yuan, he showed a clear expression: "No wonder, I just said where I got it from. I dare say you are a family. One eats the dead, and the other kills people with a teddy bear." Tire, it’s pretty good.”

"Xiaoyun, what are you talking about?"

Faced with her daughter's rudeness, the proprietress smiled awkwardly at Lao Lin and Si Yuan, threw her daughter upstairs, and dragged Si Yuan into the ladies' bathing area.

Mature and intellectual, the "proprietress" in a fat bathing suit just appeared on the screen, and the comment area immediately exploded!

"Baoxia! I rely on Baoxia. If you don't go home with Yuming and live a good life, why are you opening a bathhouse?"

"Mom, Baoxia is so beautiful after breaking away from the scumbag of period dramas? I love it!"

"Oh my god! What kind of fairy figure and appearance is this? Where is such a bathing lady proprietress, please tell me the coordinates! I go eight times a day!"

"Who can tell me the name of this actress? Mature and intellectual, I just like this style!"

"Silly dog ​​in front, this actress is very mysterious. I liked Baoxia a lot at that time. The name of the actress listed in the cast list is Zhao Min, but I searched all over the Internet, but I couldn't find any information about this actress. .Maybe a newcomer, but it doesn't look like acting."

In the women's bathroom.

The proprietress scrubbed and washed the whole body of the girl, and the girl finally stopped trembling amidst the hot air.

"Ah, auntie. Can you stay here? I want to stay here tonight."

Feeling the girl's fear, the proprietress rubbed her back and smiled: "We don't accept accommodation here, but if you are really scared, you can share a room with my daughter Xiaoyun at night."

"..." There was despair in the girl's eyes.

Feeling her body trembling again, the proprietress smiled slightly: "Old Lin's work is a bit scary, but he is a very good person. Don't look at him with a straight face all day long, and he doesn't talk when he sees people. In fact, it's theirs. According to the industry rules, I know that what I am doing is trivial work, I am afraid that being too enthusiastic will cause people to taboo..."

While wiping the girl's body, the proprietress talked about interesting things about Lao Lin. Neighbors for more than ten years are sometimes more like relatives than relatives.

Listening to these minutiae in life, the trembling on the girl's body gradually stopped.

An old man who lives in trivial matters is far more likely to make people get close psychologically than an undertaker who calmly handles the corpse in the funeral parlor.

"Old Lin, why are you taking her to the work unit? Look, it scares the child."

In the hall of the bathing pool, the proprietress scolded Lao Lin while the girl was getting dressed.

"Alas," Lao Lin shook his head, but didn't say anything about the kitchen knife and the little bear. He just took out the money from his pocket and handed it to the proprietress: "Thanks."

"Old acquaintance, why are you polite?"

The proprietress pursed her lips and pushed the money back.

At this point in the video, seeing the familiarity between Lao Lin and the proprietress, a piece of hehehe appeared in the barrage;

"Sure enough, you two have a problem!" "Look at those little eyes, I'm afraid there is adultery!" "Ahem, why don't you guys be bold and make further speculations?" "Why don't you guys say something about tigers and wolves?" "I suspect that this bath has special clothes! Lao Lin is a frequent visitor! Otherwise, why does he have such a good relationship with the proprietress?" "Don't you understand? The old man wants to understand?" happy!"

In a barrage of sand sculptures, the video entered the second half.

At night, when she returned to Lao Lin's house, the girl locked herself in the hut.

Silently sat on the bed with her knees in her hands for a long, long time, until late at night, the girl still couldn't fall asleep.

As if to prevent herself from recalling the horrible scene in the funeral parlor, she turned over the cabinet next to the bed and found a large rattan box inside.

Opening the rattan box, the girl was stunned when she saw the objects that were obviously the little girl and the photos of her mother when she was a child.

Fiddled with those trivial and useless little things one by one, she seemed to see the soul of her mother who was always moving and always coming back drunk at night.

However, just as the girl was thinking about the pile of objects and thinking about her mother's life when she was a child, Lao Lin pushed the door of her room open.

Seeing the box on the girl's bed, Lao Lin was stunned for a while, and then with a gloomy face, he gathered up the little bits and pieces one by one, and threw them into the closet.

"I just received a call. I'm going to work. You're at home, are you okay?"

Facing Lao Lin's cold question, the girl's eyes widened.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lao Lin turned and left, got dressed and went out.

In the house, only the girl herself was left.

Hearing the ticking of the clock on the wall, she shivered all over.

The dim light cast a shadow behind everything in the room. Those shadows of various shapes gave off a ghostly twist in the cramped room.

Teeth chattering, the girl stiffened and jumped up from the bed.

"Wait, wait for me! I don't want to be alone at home!"

Compared with the fear of death, people seem to be more afraid of the unknown... and loneliness.

"Progress bar, progress bar, you have to hold on!"

"Exciting! Although there are not many ups and downs in the plot of this series, they are all things that happen in life. It doesn't have the ups and downs of "Mobei" and the vicissitudes of "Baoxia", but it is really comfortable to watch! There are still six minutes left on the progress bar , Xinye's strongest series ever! An episode of more than ten minutes, awesome!"

"Everyone...where are you paying attention? Shouldn't you be paying attention to Lao Lin and Xiao Yuan going to the funeral home again? I...suddenly have a bad premonition."

"Afraid of an egg? Didn't Master Xin just say in the live broadcast that there will be absolutely no bloody scenes in this episode? Besides, this pretty boy didn't eat tonight, so I don't believe it. Mere Xinye is so disgusting as this pretty boy!"

"Yes! It's all fake. Now that I think about it, I was pretty badass yesterday. I haven't seen any scenes in American dramas, but I was disgusted by a mosaic Shaqima. Today, this fairy is going to get back to the scene Isn’t it a funeral parlor? Isn’t it just a dead body with special effects makeup? Come! If you have any skills, just come!”

"The young lady in front is amazing! I like you who have girlfriend power, leave a contact information, and watch horror movies together in the future? Give me a chance to jump into your arms with a sound?"

In the barrage, there was joy.