No. 2 in the Photo
Chapter 133:No. 2 in the Photo
Du Hui let us sit down at their doctor's desk, and then smiled and said, "In fact, I helped you make this gentleman's film first, so can you do me a favor?"
I know that people who can't laugh at themselves are not so honest.
Little Bai was interested: "Well, you came to tell us carefully, what is the matter, that... when the number 2 began to appear when you were?" 」
Du Hui lowered her eyes, suddenly like a deflated ball, the spirit was gone, changed, said in frustration: "I remember, he was around me, has been growing up with me, no matter how to dump it, for a while, I often go to various monasteries, but he still has nothing to follow me in, not affected at all."
This is strange, some monasteries, even Zhao Qin has to be prevented from entering.
The big brother said, "It's hard for him to follow everything you do, follow you to school, work?"
Du Hui nodded: "Even going to the toilet is followed, always so an expression, laughing, non-stop laughing."Now, I have reached a certain age, I also want to live a normal life, such as marriage and children, but you say that if I am with a woman, he will stand by the bed, then I can still, can it be done?" 」
The big brother's face suddenly turned red, and the little Daoist grew up in the Daoyuan, and these things sounded to him, and it was normal.
Among us, the natural small white skin is the thickest, and the little white person goes on to ask, "Does your family know this?"
“I know, because they always say that when I was a child, they basically didn’t have anything to do with me when I grew up, but I can understand them, and as long as normal people hear such things, they will be afraid.”Dude laughed bitterly.
I choked and wanted to continue to ask a little white: "How do we help him, the No. 2 outside, that is, not a ghost, not a coward, and he can even walk around various monasteries, so he is far more strange than we think, I think we can't help."
Du Hui listened to what I said, a look of disappointment, but still reluctantly smiled: "It's okay, I thought you could see him, so you can help me, can't be okay, that's my life."
We came out of the studio.
Just opened the door, I even saw the furtive rush to avoid the door, it is really strange, he even wanted to eavesdrop on us.
I looked back, Du Hui and resumed that smile, beckoned to us to say goodbye, and deliberately said that the big brother's condition is okay, go to the pharmacy to buy a few plasters.
I was holding my big brother one side, still coming down the stairs on the third floor.
Who wants to take a few steps, I feel that there is a difference behind me, looking back, No. 2 even smiled behind us, Du Hui did not say, from small to large, has been following him, never left, at this time why do we follow Du Hui?
Little Bai noticed that I looked different and asked, “Follow me?”
I nodded my head.
He whispered, "Don't worry, go back to the hotel first and see if there's a way to clean him up."
Along the way, we went to the pharmacy to buy plaster for Big Brother and went to buy some food.
But the No. 2 has been following us, his face on a smiley expression, the face in the sun, looks frivolous and sick white, there seems to be nothing to stop him, only to see that in front of him, whether it is a person or a thing, all in a straight line, I see him from the body through, will inexplicably sneeze.
After returning to the hotel, he opened the door and saw that the old Dao chief was meditating, his eyes were not open, and he even said, "What do you guys bring back?"
We looked at each other, the old Daoist's road was unfathomable, and even he could feel the existence of No. 2.
Who knows what the old man said next, almost let us laugh three times.
"I smell it, it's an onion cake, this thing I love the most, smell a good."The old Daoist opened his eyes and asked me to hand over the onion oil cake to him.
I said, “Master, don’t you smell anything other than the onion oil cake?”
The old Dao chief closed his eyes again, and smell the cake very seriously: "Well, there are halogen eggs."
I really obeyed him.
Big Brother laughed and smoked early and fell on the bed for half a day.
Xiao Bai picked up his clothes and put two doses of plaster.
I want to go to the bathroom, but number 2 has been following me.
Why did Du Hui's film room not dare to go in No. 2?
I suddenly thought of a way, can not help but quietly take out the phone, pretend to look at the time, adjust the camera, and suddenly take a photo at No. 2.
No. 2 was really startled, his hands subconsciously raised to block his face, and then disappeared, I looked down with some proud eyes to see the photo, this look, really scared.
The number 2 in the photo and the two people I see in my eyes are exactly two people, I see in my eyes is a mold printed out of the Du Hui, and in the photo, this one, the face is purple, dragged a red tongue on the chest, and a pair of eyes with white eyes, that feeling, as if there is a pair of invisible hands on the neck, he will be twitched and deformed, can not be said terrible.
The phone was snatched by Xiao Bai, the old Daoist, the big brother, the three of them together to look at the picture, and then raised their eyes to look at me.
The old Daoist said, "I can't feel his presence."
I laughed, "He's been with us for a day."
Little Bai said, "This thing is not a ghost, there is no spiritual power, I don't know how to make it."
The big brother told the old Dao chief all the things that happened in the hospital, and the old Dao thought for half a day, and said, "Lat, take out your old books and look at them, you must know what this is, otherwise you will always follow us?"
I don't want him to follow us all the time, so I'm busy with old books.
I looked for it again and couldn’t find the opposite.
If he shows up again tomorrow, it looks like we can only go back to the hospital again.
We talked for a while, ate something to rest for a while, and I went back to my room.
What knows when he entered and just locked the door turned around, he even saw No. 2 standing behind me, when he was different from before, his face was not smiling, but a gloomy face, his eyes staring at me straight.
Instantly a depressing cold array surrounded me, I hurriedly turned to go to open the door, but the door lock was like a ten thousand years of glue, how to pull the line, and No. 2, he has been standing behind me, looking at me without a word.
The feeling of being on my back drove me crazy, and I subconsciously turned to look at No. 2, and suddenly felt that his smile was so much more cordial.
The eyes of No. 2 have a dead and silent magic, he just looked at me like this, has made me feel very depressed and uncomfortable, no way, I can only try to read the Sanskrit curse: "Exulse the ghosts, born to the soil..."
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