When I woke up in the morning, Ji Yayun asked me in surprise why I didn't go back to my room to sleep.

I got up from the couch and glanced at my room, and was hesitating not knowing what to say, when Sang Lan's door opened, and she and Su Yan walked out one after the other.

Su Yan glanced at me, still with the same numb and sad expression she had yesterday, as if what happened last night had not happened.

I walked to the door of my room, opened it, and saw that there was only a mess on the bed.

During breakfast, I couldn't help but ask Sang Lan how she slept last night.

She said it wasn't so good and had nightmares all night.

I asked Su Yan again, and she shook her head and didn't speak.

Looking at her eyes, she didn't seem to know she had come to my room last night.

I was sure that it was her last night, because at the beginning, I couldn't help but plant a 'strawberry' in her fair and slender neck, and the red mark was in her neck.

After breakfast, Sang Lan said that she would go to the Public Security Bureau with Su Yan.

I sent the two of them to the Public Security Bureau and took Ji Yayun to find Ling Hong.

On the way, I asked Ji Yayun if Sang Lan had any unusual experiences before.

She said no, saying that Sang Lan was actually a very well-behaved girl, although her personality was a little spicy and outgoing, she never did anything out of line.

She asked me why Sang Lan was entangled by her mother.

I told her not to ask, one thing is the same thing, don't get mixed up, otherwise it will only become more and more entangled.

Ji Yayun tried to call Ling Hong again, put down her phone, and said worriedly that no one answered the phone.

Ling Hong's home is in an old-fashioned residential complex in the old city, less than a 10-minute drive from the photo studio.

"How's her family?" I asked Ji Yayun as I went upstairs.

Ji Yayun said: "It's okay, she and Fang Gang are college classmates, and Fang Gang's family is quite rich." Xiaohong's photography has won awards, and many units are vying to ask her to be a photographer. She wanted to open a photo studio a long time ago, so she didn't change houses, and saved the money to open the current photo studio. ”

"By the way, are she and Fang Gang both locals?" I asked.

"No, Fang Gang is local, and Xiaohong is from Suzhou like me."

Suzhou people?

I was about to ask again when I heard a sudden sound of heavy and hurried footsteps upstairs.

A bespectacled young man hurriedly ran down from it with a man on his back.

"Guan Fei!"

Ji Yayun looked at this person for a moment, saw the person he was carrying clearly, and exclaimed: "Xiaohong! ”

The young man was sweating profusely, and he panted as he ran down, "Sister Hong has cut her wrists, ...... Hurry to the hospital! ”

Only then did I realize that Ling Hong's wrists were wrapped in blood-stained cloth.

Ji Yayun and I ran downstairs with us, helped carry Ling Hong into the car, and sent Ling Hong to the hospital.

Outside the operating room, Ji Yayun kept wiping her tears.

I can only comfort her and persuade her to think on the bright side.

The doctor came out of the operating room and said that fortunately it was delivered in time, and that no one would be able to be rescued if it was a little later.

Ling Hong was sent to the ward, and not long after, a woman in her twenties came to the ward and started crying before she entered the door.

Ji Yayun said that this girl's name is Qi Weiwei, and she is a makeup artist in the photo studio.

The one who carried Ling Hong downstairs before was called Guan Fei, who used to be the driver hired by the photo studio, and later followed Ling Hong to learn photography, and was considered Ling Hong's apprentice.

I asked her if Ling Hong had any other relatives in the local area.

She wiped her tears and said that Ling Hong's parents died in a car accident when she was in college, and now she has no relatives at all except for one sister who is abroad.

After Ling Hong woke up, Ji Yayun hugged her, and together with Qi Weiwei, they all cried into tears.

I couldn't see it, so I went to the stairwell and smoked.

"Who are you Sister Yun?" A voice asked abruptly.

I looked back and saw that it was Guan Fei, so I picked up the cigarette case and shook out one and handed it over, saying, "I'm her friend." ”

Guan Fei took the cigarette, took out a lighter, and "ding" it popped off and lit the fire.

He took a puff of cigarette, spit out the cigarette and sighed, "I knew that Sister Hong couldn't hold it alone, so I asked Weiwei to accompany her, this second goods, actually ran out early in the morning to buy a new mobile phone." Fortunately, I came over in the morning, otherwise Sister Hong would ...... Alas......"

Maybe it's because of his major, so I paid attention to him.

This is a very sunny looking young man, probably no more than two years older than me, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his figure is relatively tall.

"How long have you been in the studio?" I asked casually.

"Before the studio opened, Sister Hong had already hired me as a driver. Sister Hong is a good person and is very good to me. She said that I was still young and had no future in driving, and taught me photography, and she was like my own sister. Guan Fei wiped the corners of his eyes and took another hard puff of cigarette.

I stared at him for a while and asked, "When you went to Liantang Town to take pictures, you also went?" ”

He was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled slightly, and said, "Go, that time I went with Sister Hong, Weiwei, and Brother Fang." ”

"You've only been to Liantang Town once?" I asked quickly.

Guan Fei was stunned again, his hand holding the cigarette paused at his mouth, and he raised his eyes to look at me.

His lips moved, and he was about to say something, when a strange cry suddenly came from under the stairs: "Damn! ”

I was about to turn my head to look when someone grabbed my wrist.

"Run!"

The man shouted in my ear and dragged me down without saying a word.

Running to the next floor, opening the security door and running up the hallway, he let go of me, put his hands on his knees, bent over and gasping for air.

I saw his face clearly and blurted out, "It's you!" ”

This person is actually Dou Dabao, who used to live in the same ward as me!

Dou Dabao gasped for a while, straightened up and glared at me with a grin: "I saved your life, you have to repay me!" ”

I saw that he still had half a cigarette in his right hand, grabbed it and pressed it out in the trash can next to him.

"Why are you here? What did that mean? I asked him, confused.

Looking at the people shuttling in and out of the corridor, Dou Dabao twisted his neck, mistakenly made a bearded chin, and raised his hand to put his hand on my shoulder: "Dude, you have low luck and bumped into a ghost!" ”

My eyelids jumped: "What? ”

Dou Dabao looked left and right, approached me and whispered: "I have yin and yang eyes, I can see ghosts!" You've just been haunted by a ghost! ”

I froze, glanced at him, frowned and pushed his hand away.

I don't have a very good impression of Dou Dabao, or rather, I have a special prejudice against people with thick beards, and I always think that they don't shave because they are lazy, and they feel a little dirty when they see a big beard.

Dou Dabao is about the same age as me, but he has a beard, and he doesn't know if he hasn't shaved for a few days, half of his face is hairy, and he looks very sloppy.

The point is that this kid is not generally good, but vulgar and vulgar.

At that time, when he was living in the same ward, he kept asking Sang Lan if she was my wife, Ji Yayun was my mother-in-law or my aunt, and even secretly asked me if I had a mother... Woman... Pair... Fly......

"What's the matter with you?" I pushed his hand away again.

He was stunned, his face turned cold, and he showed a disdainful smile: "Xu Xuan, as an ordinary person, you don't believe that there are ghosts in this world, I can understand it." But since we met, it proves that we have fate. I'll just warn you: you're haunted by demons! ”

Holy......

As a ghost, I was pointed at my nose by a man and told me: You are haunted by ghosts.

How do I feel like someone is blocking the door of Luban's house, jumping and scolding the street, saying that he can't do carpentry?

Dou Dabao seemed to see my disdain, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't believe it, fortune tellers can deceive you for a while, and that's to cheat you out of your money." What am I lying to you? Liantang Town is developed, and my home has just been demolished. ”

I was stunned for a moment, but put my arm on his shoulder: "Brother Big Money, what did you mean by what you just said?" ”

Dou Dabao shook his shoulders and pushed me away, glaring at me with slanted eyes: "Do you believe in evil?" ”

I hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Letter." ”

Dou Dabao glanced at me again, but leaned in front of me, and said in a suppressed voice: "You kid tell me honestly, are you the legendary Ninth World Boy?" ”

"What?" My second monk was confused.

This Dou Dabao, could it be a mental problem?

Dou Dabao looked around again, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Believe it or not, I have yin and yang eyes? ”

"Faith."

I nodded, but I had already made up my mind: Ya is stupid13.

Dou Dabao suddenly grabbed me by the shoulder, hugged me to him, and said word by word in my ear: "You kid must be the reincarnation of the ninth generation boy, otherwise how can you smoke a cigarette and have a lot of female ghosts haunting you?!" ”