There were many images flooding into my mind.

The dark highway kept coming into view, and I sat in the car and saw women in red wandering back and forth on the side of the road.

The car suddenly hit something, and as soon as I turned my head, I saw the woman in red lying on the window glass, her eyes open, staring at me.

Blood covered my vision.

I heard the woman's screams.

Those horrible scenes appear and disappear.

I gasped and heard my heartbeat and breathing that didn't belong to me.

It's a dream.

The previous period of sitting in a daze may really have the effect of meditation training.

I knew very well that in my dreams, these feelings and moods were not mine.

My body was separated from the possessed subject.

A girl got up from the bed and staggered to the cabinet in the corner of the bedroom. There is a shrine on the cabinet dedicated to the Bodhisattva.

The girl burst into tears and knelt in front of the Bodhisattva and kowtowed, her body trembling.

"Not me...... Don't look for me...... I didn't kill you......" the girl murmured, falling to her knees and weeping bitterly.

Footsteps rang out outside the bedroom.

The bedroom door was opened, and a couple walked in.

They hugged the girl and listened to her cry loudly.

"It's okay, it's okay. Let's go burn incense for her and let her be reincarnated. It's okay. The woman comforted, tears falling from her eyes.

The man stopped talking, and finally just sighed.

The dream changed.

I saw the mother and daughter go to the temple and reverently offer incense and kowtow.

The girl was restless, as if she was enduring some kind of torment.

She was ringing in her ears and kept recalling her fantasies.

She felt a thorn in her back, as if someone was staring at her from behind.

The girl turned her head and looked at the crowd behind her. A lot of people wait in line to kowtow. Someone is offering incense and candles on the large incense burner outside the main hall.

The red color of the incense candles, the red clothes on some people, made the girl feel uncomfortable.

As soon as she turned her head and saw the red merit box, the girl couldn't help but jump.

She felt like everyone around her was watching her.

"I didn't hit it, I didn't drive it...... It's all ...... them," the girl trembled.

Her mother immediately stepped forward and hugged her.

I could sense that the girl had a heart disease.

It's like someone who has watched a horror movie, and after a while, he will think of those scary clips from time to time. Some people also have nightmares because of this.

People who have experienced thrilling things often think about their own experiences.

For most people, these memories are just memories, and they will be forgotten after a while, and when they think about it later, they will not leave waves in their hearts, but will forget some details over time, and even remember that they will tamper with some details.

But for this girl, she can't forget the events of that night. She kept recalling, taking the initiative to recall, without any intention of suppressing or escaping. She might have wanted to run away, too, but instinct kept her thinking.

"It's okay, Ranran, it's okay, ah. I've been incense, and I've burned paper money for her. It's okay. The girl's mother looked sad and tugged at the corners of her mouth, as if trying to squeeze out a smile.

"Mom, is she following me?" The girl asked, frightened.

The scene before my eyes changed again, and many of the images flashed by like edited quick shots.

……

"Ranran, I inquired. The woman was hit by a truck and died. ”

"Tong Ranran, is it? Don't be afraid, tell me now, what are you thinking? What do you see? ”

"Marima babble...... Babble! Hi! One invites the gods, and the other invites the great immortals...... Hi! Babbling - Tong Ranran, you have seen me! I was the woman you saw that day! ”

"Ranran, it's time to take medicine......"

……

Wu Xue, doctor, goddess, parents......

The people around Tong Ranran are constantly changing.

Those people were gradually distorted into the female ghost she imagined.

"Ahh

Tong Ranran hugged his head and let out a hysterical cry.

When she closed her eyes, she could see the female ghost standing in front of her with her face close to her.

She finally broke down and committed suicide by taking medicine.

I shuddered, was shocked by Tong Ranran's crazy thoughts, and came back to my senses to find that Tong Ranran had turned into a ghost and was wandering at home.

She was a little dazed, looking around.

She began to realize that she hadn't really seen the ghost.

It's like waking up from a dream.

However, this dream killed her.

She didn't go to reincarnation, and no one saw her.

Tong Ranran's mental state is too fragile.

I felt the Yin Qi change in her body.

Turning into a ghost, she was once again on the verge of collapse.

"Die, die, die...... Die, all of you! Tong Ranran screamed, writing cursed words on the paper.

There was a knock on the door.

Tong Ranran turned his head sharply.

She heard a familiar voice. It was the voices of Wu Xue and Hong Xiaoai.

Tong Ranran walked to the door.

The two girls were talking to their next-door neighbors about Tong Ranran's death.

Tong Ranran walked through the door and saw the two people.

The yin qi on her body deteriorated again when she saw the two classmates who were alive.

After a while, Wu Xue and Hong Xiaoai were ready to leave. Tong Ranran also changed into a red shirt at this time.

She followed them downstairs and stood at the door, staring at their backs.

Wu Xue inadvertently found her, her face changed greatly, and she dragged Hong Xiaoai and ran away.

I saw Tong Ranran covering his mouth and laughed like that.

The malice in her could no longer be suppressed.

The dream is interrupted at this point.

My body shook and I almost fell to the ground.

I shook my head and stood up against the bookcase in front of me.

The dream came and went to an abrupt end.

I thought about it, and I didn't know if my "performance" this time was considered progress.

I was not affected by Hu Jie or Tong Ranran, and my thinking was still normal and clear.

But the appearance of the dream is a little abrupt.

My abilities have really changed. I guess it's more sensitive.

With that in mind, I put the file away.

The next day, when I was running from house to house in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, I received a text message from my sister. She bought the book and sent it to her home by courier, and just now she sent it to the courier cabinet, so let me take it.

I immediately thought of the delivery ghost who ran away.

Because of that ghost, I also specially reminded my sister that things that are not my own, things that I don't know where to come, don't sign for them.

I asked my sister carefully and confirmed that it was her who bought the book, so I was a little relieved.

The thin man who checked the property owner's house with me asked casually.

As soon as I told the story, the thin man was a little emotional.

"I came out there and shopped online. I'm scared. The thin man shrunk his neck.

"I'm fine. Mainly my sister ...... there," I sighed.

College students, when I was in college, I was shopping non-stop, everything was purchased online, and every time I took the express delivery, I could see the express boxes piled up like a hill.

My sister should be in a similar situation now. At the entrance of the dormitory building or dormitory area of Minqing University, I am afraid that it is also a mountain of express delivery. Who knows if there's anything out of the ordinary?

I was a little worried for a while, and then my attention turned to work.

Such worries are really useless.

But when I got home to pick up the courier and saw the information written on the courier, my heart was lifted again.

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