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Seeing the smile on the face of the person in the photo on the tombstone made me feel a shudder.

Looking to the right in a blink of an eye, Zhao Qi had already moved to another grave and was carefully copying the tombstone.

I took a deep breath, stood up, bowed to the tombstone in front of me, and walked to the next grave.

"What the hell is going on?" As I copied the words on the tablet, I asked Botou in a low voice.

"Let's copy it first." Botou still spoke in my ear, only hearing his voice, not seeing him.

Her tone seemed to be a little tangled, "Actually, I don't quite understand what they mean...... But I believe that as long as you are willing to work hard and put your mind to it, you will be able to do your best. ”

I was stunned: what is this?

I wanted to ask again, but I vaguely felt that there was no result in asking again.

simply didn't ask, and continued to silently copy the tombstone.

When he reached the middle of the third row, Bo Botou suddenly made a "ah".

I was taken aback, "What's wrong?" ”

"He's my classmate!" There was fear in Bobotou's tone, "How did he die?" ”

As soon as I licked my mouth, I heard Bo head exclaim, "He's still so ugly!" ”

I squatted in front of a grave, looked left and right, and all I felt was that the goosebumps all over my body were blown up as if they had been bombed by an atomic bomb.

I can't see the ghosts now, but I can feel that there are some strange beings near these graves that I can't see.

At some point, I can even feel that when I am in a certain position, my body coincides with a certain 'person'!

It's an extremely horrible feeling, but because of the bob...... And because of Zhao Qi's existence, I have to continue this horror.

"That person just now, his head was rotten into four petals, and I think he seemed to have jumped off a building and fell to his death. Alas, it is really self-inflicted. No wonder he couldn't be reincarnated! ”

"You're enough!" I finally couldn't help but interrupt Botou's words.

What I'm doing now is horrible enough, and she's still working as a 'tour guide' for me?

Do you want people to live?!

I copied the words on the tombstone in the notebook, and when I turned my eyes, I couldn't see Zhao Qi's figure anymore.

I let out a long breath and said to Bobo, "Can you stop holding me down?" You're not going to leave yourself, are you?"

"What did you say?"

"What's wrong?!"

Two voices rang out at the same time.

I shuddered, and took several quick steps back, until my back hit the tombstone behind me, and I stopped in shock.

"What's going on?" One of the voices just now asked, with panic and exasperation in his tone.

I was stunned, and there was a person behind the tombstone in front of me!

This man was sloppy and tattered, and like Dou Dabao, he was a bearded man.

Depending on the age, you have to be at least fifty or sixty years old.

His gray beard barely obscured his mouth, but his waist was straight, and his eyes glared at me like brass bells, with a tense momentum.

"It's him!" Bo Botou suddenly shouted, and then recited a word in my ear that I didn't understand, as if a monk was chanting a sutra or a Taoist priest was chanting a mantra.

Before I could react, she said, "Huh", "It doesn't work!" ”

"What the hell do you want to do?" I really can't hold back my temper.

In the middle of the night, being shocked in the cemetery is too challenging for people's psychological endurance.

"What the hell do you want to do?" The bearded man asked, tilting his head and wrinkling his eyebrows at me.

I relieved myself and frowned subconsciously.

Looking at the dress, this bearded man looks like a beggar.

He mostly hid behind a tombstone in the cemetery in the middle of the night to avoid the wind, but I woke him up.

I frowned entirely because I was somewhat frightened, and I was still sorry for the beggar.

I shook my head and said as softly as I could, "It's okay, I'm ...... I was just passing by. ”

I kind of don't know how to make it up.

I have to say that not everyone can lie in their mouths, even if they are faced with an insignificant Hanako.

The bearded man turned his neck and looked at me and spread his hands: "It's okay, I'm ...... I was just passing by. ”

I couldn't help but be stunned.

This action ...... What is the ...... How is it so familiar?

The next second I reacted, wasn't that what I just said to him?

Not only is it word-for-word, but his demeanor and movements are exactly the same as what I just did.

I looked at the bearded man in a daze.

The bearded man looked at me in the same daze.

I was glared at by his big eyes that glittered in the dark, and I barely swallowed my saliva and waved my hand vigorously: "You go to bed immediately." ”

"Hurry up and go to sleep!"

The bearded man waved at me, and did as I did, and put his hands behind his back.

I was stunned again, stared sideways at him, closed my mouth, and silently moved two steps to the side.

The bearded man was staring at me as well, and with his hands behind his back, he took two steps in the same direction as me, still keeping his eye on me at close range.

I became more and more suspicious, but then I heard a wicked smile in my ears:

"Hey, hey, hey...... You are a second goods, don't you see that this is a fool? ”

"Huh?" I was stunned at first, then reacted, gritted my teeth and slapped my thigh.

!

I'm obsessed.

When I saw someone in the cemetery in the middle of the night, I subconsciously felt that the other party was weird.

But when you think about it, it's just a flower child.

He has hands and feet, can still speak and listen, and is not disabled.

He learns from me to speak......

This is probably a fool!

An intellectually deficient beggar who sleeps in the middle of the night in a cemetery sheltered from the wind.

This seems to be normal.

My mind is a mess, but I think too much.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's just a false alarm, this is a fool, not the artist we're looking for!" Bobo laughed.

I shook my head, stopped caring about the beard, and turned around and asked, "Who is the artist you are looking for?" ”

"Who is the artist you are looking for?"

The bearded man followed me with his hands behind his back, and his mouth was still learning to speak with me word for word, and his tone was almost the same as mine.

I couldn't laugh or cry, and I was wondering how to get rid of this fool.

Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded not far in front of him: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" ”

I shuddered, and when I followed the sound, I saw an old man in a white Chinese trouser gown, with a bare head and a goatee on his chin, standing two tombstones away from me, frowning at me.

I rubbed my face vigorously.

, all I heard were two voices from two different people.

It's just that the bearded man appeared a little too scary and behaved too weirdly, and I subconsciously ignored the other voice.

I don't see any ghosts now, and I'm in a special environment.

At first sight of the old man with a goatee, he instinctively looked at the ground.

I was trying to identify and confirm the other party's identity through the shadow, but when I saw a hazy black shadow on the ground, the hairs on my body suddenly became terrified.

This old man has a shadow, but his shadow ...... On the shoulders of the shadows, there are actually two heads!