there is someone behind me

Zhou Ling was originally curious about the Liu family, but the first sentence the Liu family said to Zhou Ling made Zhou Ling frown.

The older Liu family man stared at him for a while, and said, "Your surname is Zhou?" There was a trace of imperceptible disgust in his tone.

Zhou Ling let out a "huh", her first impression of the Liu family has been lowered by half.

"Zhou Ziheng is your father?"

Zhou Lingang just wanted to say "That's my master", but the words changed into: "That's my adoptive father." He suddenly remembered that not everyone knows the hidden side of this world. They are ordinary people at all, and the reason why they disagree with Master and Master's wife is because Master is a swindler in their eyes?

Zhou Ling hadn't thought about why his master took his wife to live in Wuyuan Mountain in semi-reclusion before, but now that this idea came to his mind, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was correct.Unfortunately, what the Liu family said next made him dumbfounded.

The Lingshanliu family, Liu Linglang, and Wuming Yeluzi not only completely shattered Zhou Ling's conjecture, but also made him doubt about his family's family.

It turns out that there is a place in Huaxia called Metaphysics; it turns out that the teacher's mother is from a century-old family in the metaphysics world, but she has never used any means in front of Zhou Ling. Zhou Ling has always regarded her teacher as a doctor of Chinese medicine; it turns out that Master is not allowed to be with his wife because he is not from a noble family, so it is no wonder that master hums every time he mentions her mother's family; it turns out that Zixiaoshan is... a wild child in the metaphysics world.

This shocking news hit Zhou Ling in a bad mood.No wonder... no wonder when he went down the mountain, his junior brother took him by the hand and carefully explained, "Don't just tell others where you come from." He originally thought it was to protect the wild animals and other intelligent creatures in the mountains. But later it was discovered that their mountain was not even marked on the map of Huaxia. He told others that he came from Zixiao Mountain. They thought he had read too many fairy tales, and with that long hair, he was poisoned too much. Inextricable.

But now, after hearing Liu Xuan's introduction, Zhou Ling went back to recall his junior brother's explanation, and he thought of another possibility: Could it be that the people from their valley are actually a small marginal organization in this place called Huaxia Metaphysics?Afraid of the water meter being checked by the superiors, so keep a low profile?This also explains why most of the people on their mountain are black households.Zhou Ling felt that he had touched the truth this time.

Thinking about it this way, his enrollment, dormitory arrangement and other things may have caused headaches for the whole division for a while, and suddenly a little bit of pity for the entire division. It must be very hard to create better conditions for him.

Just when Zhou Ling's thoughts were drifting away, the older Liu family spoke again: "Your adoptive mother still has some relics at home. If you want, you can come back to our home with us."

Zhou Ling looked at him, not quite understanding what the Liu family's intentions were.The Lingshan where the Liu family is located is hundreds of kilometers away from Zhejiang Province in Lu Province. It is such a long distance, why did the Liu family find one of his adopted sons for the old lady's relic?Zhou Ling absolutely didn't believe it.And they didn't even ask half a sentence, "How was the teacher's mother in those years?" This made Zhou Ling's senses even worse.

However, Master's relics are very attractive to Zhou Ling. After much consideration, he decided to go with the Liu family, because he wanted to get back what belonged to Mrs. There was no other reason. Keep things belonging to Mrs.He could probably feel that the Liu family didn't really care about the teacher's wife's attitude.As for what he wanted to attack him on the pretext of his teacher's wife, Zhou Ling thought for a while, but he had no idea, so he could only use soldiers to cover up the water and soil. Anyway, such a family of metaphysics would not want to take his life.

Zhou Ling agreed happily, and this matter will be easy to handle.Liu Xuan immediately booked a flight ticket and flew directly to Lu Province the morning after tomorrow.After agreeing on the time and place, the two Liu family members simply left.Zhou Ling greeted the head teacher, and asked for leave by the way—in the second half of the senior year, there was nothing else to do except the completion of the project and the thesis. Approved, and told Zhou Ling not to worry about the instructor, he will take care of it.

Back in the dormitory, Zhou Ling took two mouthfuls of cold food and announced with his roommates that he would go back to his adoptive mother's home.He concealed key words such as metaphysics and roughly told the matter to his roommates.Zhao Yan stroked his chin and said, "Third brother, this sounds like a typical routine of a rich family fighting for property, you have to be careful."

Zhou Ling was speechless: "Why do you want me to fight for family property? Don't tell me that there are still fewer people."

"You don't understand this." Zhao Yan began to talk eloquently: "Of course, your adopted son also counts. Get up and recruit you as a superficial ally, kill B, and then kick you away, then their share will become larger."

Just as Zhou Ling wanted to laugh that Zhao Yan had read too many novels, Qian Binbin nodded and said, "It seems to make sense."

"That's right, that's right. It makes sense." Zhao Yan immediately connected.Cai Hongbo pressed them down one by one, and said to Zhou Ling: "The third child is careful, call us immediately if there is anything wrong, and if you can't make a call, send us a text message, just send a number key, and we will call the police immediately."

"Okay." Zhou Ling agreed with a smile.

……

It was night, and everything was silent.However, in Zhou Ling's ears, howling ghosts and wolves tonight was better than before.That voice that cannot be accurately described in words, like howling and roaring, peeps at you from a dark corner, as if it will pounce on you and tear you apart in the next moment.

Zhou Lingping was lying on the bed, he would not open his eyes, because the world at this time was a mass of surging black mist in his eyes, and occasionally the black mist would be mixed with an ominous color of blood.They seep in from walls, from floors, from everywhere obstructed or unobstructed, always looking for a chance to devour you.

A cold feeling spread all over his body, and the yellow talisman hidden in his clothes lit up with golden light, instantly dispelling the black mist, and warmth climbed up his limbs again.Since going down the mountain, Zhou Ling has never been used to the feeling of being surrounded and then dispelled by the evil spirit. From the beginning, he must have suffered a serious illness to now at most a little bit of cold symptoms, which has achieved a qualitative leap.

"Madame's spirit is so clear, but her heart is disturbed; her heart is so quiet, but she wants to hold her. She can often let go of her desires, but her heart is quiet, and her mind is cleared, so her spirit is clear." Randomly picked up a passage of Qingjing Sutra and began to recite silently until At dawn, Zhou Ling fell into a deep sleep.

This means that the next day, the Sleeping God will show his sleeping ability again.

The three roommates were all familiar with Zhou Ling's work and rest, and each relaxed their movements when they saw that he hadn't gotten up.Cai Hongbo is a top student, and he ran to the library early in the morning with his bag on his back; the remaining two were Zhao Yan and Qian Binbin, the former lay on the bed playing games, and the latter ran downstairs to the next bedroom to play cards up.

It was approaching noon, and the sun outside was already scorching hot, and the yang energy was flourishing.Zhou Ling turned over comfortably in the air-conditioning quilt, and squinted to touch the phone.He doesn't have many contacts in his mobile phone, except for his roommate and class teacher's dissertation supervisor, there is only one number without any notes. It is the only external contact number of their division, and that mobile phone is also the only electronic device. Write down the number At that time, the elder brother said not to call it as a last resort, so Zhou Ling has not dialed that number for four years, and he doesn't even know if there is a signal in the deep mountains and old forests.

After staring at the number for a while, Zhou Ling closed Contacts, clicked on Penguin, and wanted to see if the defense date was released.Unexpectedly, the class group with hardly anyone talking would actually swipe 99 on the screen.

Zhou Ling flipped through the news, and saw that his squinted eyes were completely opened and widened.

Last night, in this building... was there a dead person?

"Huohuo." Zhou Ling turned his head and called Zhao Yan, but Zhao Yan didn't hear it at all with his earphones plugged in.Zhou Ling clicked his tongue, and was about to raise his voice when the bedroom door was pushed open.Qian Binbin walked in from the door, saw Zhou Ling woke up, and said loudly, "Huohuo, third child, something serious happened."

Zhao Yan grabbed the railing of the bed and asked, "What? What's the big deal? Has the defense become stricter this year?"

Zhou Ling turned to look at Qian Binbin: "Is it because someone walked upstairs?"

Qian Binbin nodded: "Yes, yes, how do you know?"

Zhou Ling raised his mobile phone and said, "I just woke up, and I glanced at the group, and the screen was swiped."

During the conversation between the two, Zhao Yan scratched his head in confusion: "What's gone? Yes, what does that mean?"

"Yes. It means that a person died. According to folk customs upstairs, a student died. It was said that he died suddenly of a heart attack, but it was rumored somewhere that he died under a curse." Qian Binbin walked from the desk under the bed. Pulled out a chair and sat in the middle: "I didn't even take a step, I just heard about it this morning, it's so weird."

Zhao Yan sat up very interested: "How to say?"

Qian Binbin narrated all the versions he heard in the morning. Among them, the one that caught Zhou Ling's attention the most was the little straw figure with the name on it found from the bedside of a dead student. Was crushed.

Zhou Ling got out of bed to wash, brushing her teeth while thinking about the sudden increase in Yin Qi last night.It is reasonable to say that yesterday was not a bad day. This building is a dormitory for boys. The yang energy itself is sufficient, so it should not be a manifestation of strong yin qi. It became heavier, Zhou Ling didn't know why, he thought it was directed at him, if there were ghosts nearby, they would try to forcefully break through Zhou Ling's defense, so the standard of Yin Qi's severity was sometimes not so clear.

But now a person died upstairs.

Zhou Ling suddenly regretted that he didn't open his eyes to take a look last night. If he had, at least he would know whether the student's death was caused by some dirty things.Now, it's just guesswork.