On how to save the world by defeating the protagonist

Chapter 270 The Ghost Has Something to Say

This is a rare thing.Staring blankly at the ceiling in the dark until one o'clock in the morning, Tong Lu dared to be sure that she really suffered from insomnia tonight.And this "insomnia" state is very abnormal for her.

As a patient, she may have a fever, faint, and nosebleed at any time, but insomnia is unlikely.The reason is obvious: in order to ensure that the various data obtained from the daily physical examination will not be affected by external forces, the hospital has added various sleeping ingredients to her medicine a long time ago.

No matter how uncomfortable you are, you still have to sleep for eight hours a day.Hearing the even breathing of the people around her, Tong Lu sighed a little: But now it's less than six hours before getting up, why can't I fall asleep?
Was it affected by the dialogue on the rooftop this morning?Looking at the dense black that spreads and slowly floats in front of her, and gradually gathers, she feels upset and anxious. Finally, she simply exerted her strength and took out the "soul out of body" skill:
Since he couldn't sleep, he might as well search in the hospital for clues while everyone else was asleep.Suspended in mid-air, she looked at the empty shell she had left behind, and found that she was indeed a little too thin; after lightly pecking at the sleeping bunny next to the pillow, she passed the wall with ease, and started her midnight adventure.

You never know the full extent of things until you see them.After becoming a ghost, the first thing this person did was not to follow the guidance in his chest, but to search through the offices of several chief physicians to see if there was anything he could use;

If it hadn't been for this move today, she would not have known that the drawers of the Tang family who seemed to "respect science" were full of feudal superstitious yellow paper, cinnabar paint, and small paper figurines.There are so many of them that one can't help but wonder if they took off their white coats during their breaks and put on small sunglasses to set up stalls under the overpass.

All props for divination and fortune-telling are complete, as if the profession of "doctor" is just an illusion, and the hospital will close down in the next moment, and he will go to the streets to tell fortunes.

As a member of the Tang family, engaging in all kinds of crooked ways is indeed a habit developed since childhood.Seeing that big stall, Tong Lu could only hide his face and laugh: this kind of obsession with Taoism is simply engraved in his bones.She suddenly thought about throwing away all the things that exuded evil spirits, but because the ghosts had no substance, she had no choice but to give up.

Just as she was admiring her fluttering figure in a large mirror in a certain office, a white shadow suddenly appeared in the mirror behind her; when she turned around, she was just about to make a defensive move when she was moved by the other party's first glance :
Standing behind her was a pale young man who was too beautiful to be real.

The young man is about seventeen or eighteen years old. He is handsome, slender and slender. His innocent cat eyes are slightly raised at the end of the eyes, and his transparent lips are closed, like a child who is always acting coquettishly. The whole person looks like a child. It's clean and thin, but its facial features are so gorgeous that it can make people's hearts sway with just one glance.

Especially in the depths of those eyes, I don't know what kind of magic was cast on them, but they looked like stars.

Tong Lu originally thought that Ah Qiong was the only one with such eyes, but now she can see them on the face of a strange boy.

"You, you are..." Attracted by those unique eyes, she stretched out her hand involuntarily, trying to see the starlight clearly; but before she could get close, the boy who was also a ghost backed away again and again. retreated into the corridor.

After she chased him out, the boy didn't speak, but just waved at her, as if signaling him to "follow".Who is this person and what does he want to do?Standing in the middle of the dark corridor, Tong Lu looked at her almost invincible state, and after thinking for three seconds, she still chose to follow.

In the end, she found out that the other party had brought herself to the small flower garden behind the storage room.And this is the place that has been secretly calling for himself.

"Are you trying to tell me what important items were buried here before?" After seeing Tong Lu coming down, the boy pointed at the soil under his feet, and then made a "hoeing" motion with an exaggerated gesture. He didn't stare at it for a moment after finishing. Tong Lu looked at the other person; Tong Lu felt a little frightened by what he saw, but she couldn't pick up anything, so she had to guess:
"Is it a small piece of wood?" Seeing the young man stretch out his fingers to compare the length of [-] centimeters, she began to use her imagination based on what she had seen: "A small ice cream stick? A ruler? Someone put a rose branch here? A wooden stake? Fire hydrant?..." After guessing for a while, she suddenly got a hint from the state of the person in front of her:
Yes, and this!The man clapped his hands: "You don't mean to say that there was once a small memorial tablet here?"

Hearing this answer, the young man first nodded in surprise, then looked gloomy, and shook his head with a wry smile.What does it mean?Tong Lu was a little confused by his actions: Why does he seem to be both right and wrong?
If that's right... Blinking, she began to speculate: "Anyway, there was indeed a deceased person's tablet here before, right? Ah, you nodded! Then, the remaining mistake is..."

"...Is it the quantity?" The boy's sad eyes were like a silent river, silently arousing the strong uneasiness in her heart, and this uneasiness prompted her to blurt out this ominous answer.So the final conclusion is that there used to be a lot of small memorial tablets here?Covering her chest, Tong Lu suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

If the carrier hadn't been left in the ward, she would have wondered if she would have another nosebleed on the spot.

"Why are you telling me this?" After wiping her nose, the savior began to panic. Something in her subconscious was about to move. She suppressed the fear in her heart and looked at the boy in front of her, feeling a chill creeping up her back. Back: "Who are you? And how did you become a ghost?"

"Did you always call me here?" Facing her question, the boy didn't make any explanation, just jumped up and got in from a certain wall on the second floor.After the whole body was submerged in the wall, this person stretched out a hand and half of his head, motioning for the other party to follow.

Strange, isn't that where the storage room is?Same as before, Tong Lu silently followed.Even though what the young man brought her to know would make her feel physically uncomfortable, but she wanted to know the truth more than this discomfort.

Just treat it as a mission!
After getting into the wall, she began to look around without waiting for the other party's prompt: This is a secret room located behind the storage room, with a small flowerbed hiding the opposite direction of the stairs, and there is no light source except for a window on the side;

There are many and neat things placed in the secret room, there are several large frames of cardboard boxes covered by cloth, piles of materials piled up on the corner shelf, which are covered with dust so that they cannot be seen clearly, and stacked in the corner, a handful of small folding chair.

All of these things look normal, except for the one in the middle, which makes people feel more stressed: it is a tall and short glass jar that is tightly covered by dark brown flannel cloth.From the outline, the jar itself is not high, only about 1.2 meters at most; however, the iron frame used to place the jars is very high, directly lifting the jar to around 1.9 meters.

It's as if you want to use this height to lift the contents of the jar to a position just right for people to appreciate.

What's in here?Why didn't Liu Mian tell herself at the time?While Tong Lu was still curious about the things under the flannel, the boy had already squatted down to point her to the next target.

"What else do you want me to see?" After letting go of the jar with a little reluctance, she also followed the other person's example and squatted down, looking through the gap in the shelf: an enlarged group photo was lying there quietly.

In an instant, all the blood in Tong Lu's body coagulated.

The snowflakes on the old TV flashed before her eyes, her ears were buzzing, and her mind went completely blank... All of this was because she recognized that photo, and from the photo, recognized people you know.

This is something that should not and cannot be here.

It should have been hung on the wall of the orphanage that Tong Lu was very familiar with, and slowly oxidized with the noise of the children, and eventually became the memory of countless children.

It was promised that it would not be taken off under any circumstances.

(End of this chapter)