Before she woke up, her parents went to the hospital’s psychiatrist for advice.When she woke up, she did not see the girl, and was taken by her parents to go to a psychiatrist for a diagnosis and treatment.

“I didn’t... I really saw... I saw...I saw...” Cheng Xinxin held his head and kept repeating these words, and the tears fell on her legs.

Her mother hugged her, and she couldn’t help but choke up and look at the doctor for help.

As soon as the doctor opened his mouth, Cheng Xinxin opened her mother and shouted, “I really saw it!”There really are ghosts!The girl kept looking at me!I see it!A few minutes!A few minutes!I am not crazy!A lot of people saw it in the bathroom.She is a ghost!She is a ghost!”

With the screams, I heard the girl’s laughter.

The dream scene turned into a bedroom.

Her mother lay down on her shoulder and let her lie down.She touched the hearty hair, stopped talking, and finally said, “You go to bed early.”Just sleep.”

“Mom, I really saw it...” he whispered.

“I know, Mom knows.We will give the teacher a vacation tomorrow, and we will go to the temple to put incense and give you a peace letter.All right?”The woman touched the heart of the hair again and helped her to lay the quilt.

She closed her eyes and went to the window to pull the curtains.

He heard the sound, opened his eyes again, and looked at the window.

Me and the girl were floating out of the window.

Brush –

Close the curtains.

I heard a hoarse cry in the house.Her vocal cords were broken.

I looked at the woman’s smiling face.

The surrounding environment lights up.

She and her father’s mother were in the crowd.

The people who are incense, the people who visit, the shoulders follow.

The female ghost is not afraid of the temple candle and the huge Buddha statue, nor is she afraid of the monks who walk by from time to time.

Her existence is like the most harmless kind of soul, lost in the world, unable to go to the land to be reborn.It never seems to hurt anyone, it never hurts people’s minds.

It reminds me again of the small face.

He said he has a set of rules of his own.I thought that was the idea he developed in the normal course of his life.After knowing his true story, I wondered if he knew God’s secret.After all, he has done a bad ghost, and the relationship between ghosts is harmonious, and he can ask the ghost to do things for him.

The female ghost obviously did not have such a rich experience, but she may have become such a special existence because of her personality, by mistake.

Perhaps, as I have seen before, the ghosts who are not neglial are like this.

“Shut up, do you want to go to the bathroom?”Cheng Xinxin's mother asked, "It will take more than an hour to go back to the car."

Nod your head.

The mother and daughter handed the bag to the man and went to the public toilet.

Public toilets in such places are overcrowded.

The mother and daughter lined up, and the woman asked Cheng Xinxin's homework and said that the relatives in the family did not mention the Buddha worship just now.

The mood of Cheng Xinxin also seemed to stabilize, no longer trembling, and no looking around.

The team moves slowly.

The toilet is dirty, paper towels, shoe prints, and some snack wrapping paper.

The woman frowned and covered her nose.

She took out a paper towel in her sight, handed it to Cheng Xinxin, and told her not to step on the dirty things.

He also hated such an environment, “or don’t go away.”

“The line has been in line for so long.Very soon.”The woman said.

It's their turn.

The woman pushed a shiny one.

The man in the compartment had come out, the door of the cubicle had opened, and the sound of flushing the toilet was not over.

Cheng Xinxin went up the steps, looked at the toilet, closed the door with two fingers, and locked it.

The sound of the lock was loud.

I saw the woman treading on the sound and flew above the compartment.

The gap above the compartment is limited.

The toilet is a squat pit, and the water tank is attached to the back wall, which is hand-held.

Cheng Xinxin was about to take off her pants, the female ghost made a breath action, and Cheng Xinxin's hair flew up.

She raised her head and almost attached the girl’s face to her.

He opened his mouth and screamed, and the girl covered her mouth.She was stiff and trembling lightly, but she forgot to run away, and perhaps she could not escape at all.

The girl's hair hung down, like a snake, entangled Cheng Xinxin's neck.

Cheng Xinxin's eyes glared, and the stiff body seemed to regain consciousness, and his hands seized the girl's hair.

The hands were not strong at all, but they held a few hairs of the female ghost.

The more the hair tightens.

The girl suddenly laughed.

The hanging body floated up, hair and hands loosened.

She was holding the ceiling, her eyes still looking at her.

He knelt softly on the ground.

Something fell out of her pocket, and looking at the red cloth bag and the golden embroidery thread, she knew it was the kind of amulet sold in the temple.

This talisman has no effect.

There were tears in his eyes.

She looked up at the girl on the ceiling and wept again.

Her lips touched a few times, as if to speak, but no sound came out.

There was a knock on the door, and some women complained impatiently that Cheng Xinxin had not come out.

I didn’t hear her mother’s voice.

Cheng Xinxin got up from the ground, his eyes were empty, and he untied the belt on his pants.

She was still trembling, but she put the belt around her neck and awkwardly hung the belt on the hook of the wall of the cubicle.

She looked up again and looked at the girl.

The girl's long hair hung, did not cover the face.There was a smile on her face.

He closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and sat down on the ground.

The belt tightens.

The hat hook was pulled, some deformed.

The girl fell down and reached out and pressed the hat.

He struggled instinctively.

I was surprised to see this scene without any waves inside.

I think of the girl who was killed in the toilet cubicle by the exquisite petrification... When Wu Chenxi was killed, I had a strong emotional fluctuation, I wanted to save her, but there was no way to save her, only to watch her brutally killed.

The scene in front of me was not so bloody, but it was also cruel.

Her struggle was getting faint, and she was dying.

As long as I kill the female ghost here, Cheng Xinxin has a high chance of being saved.

Destroy the girl...

It should have been before I met the girl...

Without a female ghost, will the historical development of the next 20 or 30 years change dramatically?More people will die because...

My soul seemed to have been touched by something.

These calm thoughts and measurements have stopped.

The body twitched twice and stopped all vital signs.

The girl let go.

The poor-quality cloak hook was toreked by Cheng Xinxin's body weight and made a crisp sound on the ground.

Someone knocked on the door, accompanied by the voice of Cheng Xinxin's mother's concern.

The girl raised her head, and I looked up.

Above the toilet compartment, in that small area, there was another ghost floating there.

It was a young man, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, like a fairy in a costumed TV show.

There was no yin on him, but apparently not a man.

He smiled at the woman, glanced at the girl, and fell on me.