The two stood under a street tree, as if ready to take a taxi.

“He is missing!”

"Miss Tan, don't be nervous."

“Oh, well...”

“It’s hooked.He is approaching you.Play from now on, according to the prepared dialogue.”

“Well, received.“What’s the name of the baby?”

"You decide, I'll listen to you."

“What about a single name of ‘Tao’?”The thairy of the mighty.

“No.”

“Isn’t it good to hear?”

“That name is unlucky.I’ve met a fool by that name.But I want to thank him.”

“Huh?”

"Otherwise my ex-husband won't die, and I won't be able to take the inheritance with you."

“Didn’t your ex-husband die in a car accident?”

“Oh . . . .

“The attention!”

Behind the two men suddenly appeared the figure of a child, as fast as lightning reached out, pushed on the woman's back.The woman flew forward with her feet, and the man quickly pulled her to the ground with his eyes and threw her to the ground.The non-motorized road next to the sidewalk stopped a car, blocking the left side of the two people on the ground, and also blocked the non-motorized vehicles in driving, without allowing the two to be crushed.

The child is thunderous, unwilling to pursue, feet to cross the sidewalk, the ground stone brick gap suddenly flew out of a red rope, the child solidly tied the flowers.The child is like a caterpillar on the ground, constantly struggling, and his face is clearly visible with a color of panic.

“Is it okay?”

“Well... thank you.”

The man lifted the woman up and went back to the sidewalk.

In the shop next to it, two men and a woman came out, both blurred faces, and the first person to catch the chicks generally mentioned the child tied to the red rope on the ground.

"Ah!Leave me!You bastards!The bitch!I will kill you!Ah—”

The man shook his hands, and the child's voice seemed to be blocked.

A female police officer appeared next to a group of people.

“What are you going to do with him?”

“Sell it.”

“What?”

"Sell to the monastics, and they will refine him or feed them to the ghosts they have."

“Why not kill him?Don’t you want to solve him?”

“Killed?Isn’t that cheap for him?”

“Oh?”

"It takes seven or forty-nine days to refine, and it will be painful to erase consciousness a little."As for turning into fodder, it is even more painful.I have not seen a housekeeper who can eat a demon at once, and he will be eaten by a mouthful and eaten for a few months before he can disappear completely."

“It should!Let him not die!”

“Liz, should you rest in peace?”

“I...”

"Don't mention anything else, my patience has reached its limit."

“There’s still...”

"There is another victim."

“Is my husband...”

"He didn't become a ghost."

“Oh...”

“Liu Mengyi.”

"I know.I'm going to leave..."

Life will always end on this day, and you must rest in peace.Ghosts should not exist in the sun.”

“Hmm...”

The female police in the picture slowly disappear.

“Is he... ascending?”

“Yes.”

"You said just now that ghosts should not exist in the sun, but they all exist."

“So she’s saying ‘shouldn’t exist,’ not ‘non-existent.’”

“Then why does it exist?If there is no ghost, he will die, and my husband will die.”

"The road is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, leaving a line of life."If your husband becomes a ghost and meets you, do you still think so?”

“I...”

“Don’t think too much.Your husband is dead, he has not become a ghost, you are alive, you must continue to live."

Five people got into the illegal parked vehicle and left the road.The license plate is also blurred.

On July 15, 2008, Xue Tao was sold to Xuanqing.Take Tan Yaqi back to prison.Termination of investigation.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - -

I was a bit confused when I closed the file.

What does it mean for the people of Ao Ye to show me this file?Warning me not to be as busy as Lui Mengyi?Warning me that they are losing their minds like Lu Mengyi, and are likely to become evil spirits.Or do you want to remind me of this “real person?”

I searched the Internet for real people, and did not find a match.

I thought about it for a long time, considered a lot of possibilities, and listed them one by one.Looking at the paper, I was a little confused.Should I go find the green again?They don't seem to have a cold to pens, but they have props, should you be able to give me a choice?But if they remind me that they are “deteriorating”, I shouldn’t be going to the office again.

This left me hesitant for days.There are also rats hiding from us like cats.Things are not going well.

The worst part is the nightmare that haunts me.

Zhang Shanmei dreamed at night, was hung on the stage and writhed and struggled, and howled in pain.

In this way, I became more and more hagmorious, and finally couldn't help but go to the temple to burn incense, but I still saw Zhang Shanmei that night.

She should have been pulled off the cervical vertebrae, but strangely "live tiger", fingernails clasped with hemp rope, crystal sequins with her own nails were broken, flying on the stage.The blood was stained on the hemp rope, and the blood and bruises on Zhang Shanmei's neck were even more shocking.

I have seen it so many times, I have been a little numb, who knows this time there is a new change.

The rope seems to be unable to withstand the power of Zhang Shanmei, and the camera in the close-up of the film is breaking, and finally only a thin line is left.

Hush!

Zhang Shanmei fell from a height, her body smashed on the stage, and the sound echoed throughout the theater.

I saw blood spread from under her head, dipped in half of her cheek.There was blood in her mouth, and the expression on her face was still fixed in the moment of being out of the middle of the air, and it was difficult to hide the joy.

My heart beat faster and realized that the change was not a good thing.

Sure enough, the scene in front of the eyes began to repeat again, Zhang Shanmei fell from the air, struggling, and fell to the ground.This time she did not die directly, but twitched her body.

I was nervous and my breathing became rapid.

The second time, Zhang Shanmei moved manually.

The third time, Zhang Shanmei put her hand on the ground and pulled it down powerlessly.

The fourth repetition, Zhang Shanmei propped up the upper body and smashed it into his own blood.

The fifth repetition, Zhang Shanmee propped up the upper body and turned to look at me!

The dawn.

I was shocked with a cold sweat, sat up and stayed for a while, and said to myself, "Is it Zhang Shanmei who has become a ghost?"“Isn’t that the man who spoke?”

I couldn’t delay any longer, and I hurried to the green.When I opened the door, I did a lot of psychological construction, sitting in a fixed position on the sofa, and I felt uncomfortable.

I put the list on the coffee table, put another coin on the paper, and asked humbly, “I’m stupid, I haven’t thought about it for a long time.”Please, what do you mean?Can you give me some help?”

The coin did not ring for half a day.

I was going to be late for work, and I could only pack up my things and leave in frustration.

In the office, I began to wonder: did they not give me a hint, or did they want to tell me that it was not on the list?

“Little brother, what else are you doing?”The thin man picked up the phone, the tone is very helpless.What did the man on the other end of the phone say, the skinny jumped out of his seat and yelled, “Dead man again?”