I was watched by ghosts as soon as the live broadcast

Like a frightened rabbit, Pei Sheng jumped behind Ruan Yang, trying his best to hide his strong body.Ruan Yang raised his forehead: "Pei Papi, you are much stronger than me."

"Your meat is more tender. When ghosts come, of course they will eat you first." Pei Sheng boasted.

The two dragged each other, staring closely at the back of the Songbailin, the cries that were getting closer and closer to the two.All I saw was the bushes shaking, and a figure in a white coat with blue stripes appeared in a strange posture.

He's weird because he doesn't look like he's walking, his back is arched, his head and arms are stretched forward, and his lower body seems to be dragging on the ground.This posture is a posture that normal people cannot walk, but this figure in white clothes and blue stripes undulates slightly, the distance is getting closer and closer to them, and he is about to push through the bushes and come out.

Pei Sheng's mind went blank for a moment, leaving only the ghost stories he had heard as a child, in which there were also such walking things.At that time, they called this kind of thing "the walking corpse".

"Ghost!"

No matter how thick his nerves were, Pei Sheng couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Ruan Yang's neck tightly and screamed loudly.

The weird "walking corpse" stopped in its tracks, and another head poked out from under its shrugging head, shouting sharply, "What are you arguing about! Shut up!"

Ruan Yang's whole body was shaken by Pei Sheng like a mess in the wind, and his face was covered with redness. Hearing this familiar voice, he desperately opened Pei Sheng's palm and covered Pei Sheng's screaming mouth while coughing: " Don't bark! One of your own!"

When Pei Sheng heard this, he fell silent immediately, like a mechanical device with a power cut off. His eyes looked at the direction of the strange "walking corpse" in horror, and with trembling fingers, he pointed at the man in black cotton and linen who came out from under the "walking corpse". The old man asked Ruan Yang, "Know you?"

Ruan Yang took Pei Sheng's finger and put it down, patted him on the shoulder, and walked towards the old man: "Old Shen, why didn't I find out before that you have a hobby of walking corpses around in the middle of the night?"

The night was pitch black, Lao Shen had a darker complexion, and was wearing black cotton and linen clothes. His whole body was hidden in the night. From a distance, he could only see a person with blue stripes on a white background dragging in a strange posture.

Before Lao Shen could jump out of anger, Song Bailin jumped out of a woman again, crying tears streaming down his face.Ruan Yang raised his eyebrows, very good, the source of the frightening crying in the middle of the night has been found.

The woman, Lihua, was in tears, took a mouthful of saliva, and asked angrily: "What nonsense! My husband is still alive and well." As she spoke, she helped the "walking corpse" to sit on the wheelchair beside her, and rubbed her hands, "Okay!" Corpse" hands.

Only then did Ruan Yang see clearly that the "walking corpse" was a patient wearing a hospital gown, but the patient seemed unconscious and his eyes were dull.Borrowing the light of the street lamp, Ruan Yang walked in and took a closer look at the patient's face. Ruan Yang gasped: "It's him?"

Old Shen asked, "You know him?"

"I know you, I was interviewed on TV, one of the parties involved in the six-six accident accident yesterday. What, what's going on?" Ruan Yang recognized the face that appeared on TV this morning. Bandages, the one who was still arguing with the aunt whether there were five or six people on the bus?

Old Shen casually wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This guy lost his soul and lost his mind. He is trying to recall his lost soul with the soul-drawing technique, and he has gathered all three souls and seven souls."

People have three souls and seven souls.Before death, the seven souls are scattered, and then the three souls are separated.Among the seven souls, Tianchong Linghui dominates the mind, without it, people are like vegetative people, the brain slowly shuts down, and only the body has physiological life characteristics.

In the industry, some people specialize in this kind of work, especially for wanderers who have left their hometowns.If a guest dies in a foreign country, if he is not buried in time and intact, the three souls and seven souls will easily disperse.In order to complete the soul of the deceased so that he can go to reincarnation, professional people will be invited to help bring the soul back home.This kind of professional people is called "returning souls" in jargon.

"Lying his soul behind his back?" Ruan Yang asked.

Old Shen glanced at the camera that Pei Sheng was holding up in a hurry, and said: "This section of the road is where the accident happened, and it is very likely that you will lose your soul here. The pines and forests are too dense, and it is easy to suppress the soul. There is no way, only the old man will suffer Some, carrying him back and forth in the pine forest, using the cries of those close to him as a lure, to guide the lost soul back to the body."

"Have you found that soul now?"

Old Shen's face turned serious, he shook his head slightly, took out the compass in his pocket, looked at the motionless pointer, and said, "No. The compass didn't respond at all, which means that there are two situations. One is that the person is not here , when the time comes, follow the route of the ambulance and search all the way, and you should find the soul lost halfway. There is another possibility..."

Old Shen took a deep breath and became serious, as if he was thinking about a very serious matter, which made Ruan Yang nervous.

Ruan Yang urged, "What is the other possibility?"

"The second possibility is that this soul is very likely to be controlled by something. Counting from the time of leaving the body, if he cannot return to the body within seven days, this person will be useless for the rest of his life."

The woman who was quietly listening to the side broke down and burst into tears, holding on to Lao Shen tightly, as if grasping the last straw: "Master, you said that you can help, and I can help you with any amount. Please help me, Master." Save my husband."

Lao Shen's brows were not raised, and he comforted the woman with a few words.This is the second business that Old Shen came to Dongcheng to take over.I came over after answering the phone, I didn't expect it to be such a tricky business.

The development of the matter has exceeded Pei Sheng's expectations. The moment Lao Shen took out the compass, Pei Sheng quickly said the closing remarks to the netizens in the live broadcast room and turned off the live broadcast.

It suddenly occurred to the reporter that during the interview, this person said that there were six people on the bus, and Ruan Yang seemed to have found a breakthrough: "Old Shen, do you think his soul is the sixth one that only he can see... Er... ...something was taken away?"

Old Shen pulled out a questioning talisman, held it between his fingertips, and muttered.He took out a cinnabar pen from his worn-out pocket, and wrote and drew on the back of the Asking Talisman.Then he cut the index finger of the man in the wheelchair, dripped a drop of blood on the Asking Talisman, and threw it into the sky.The questioning talisman ignited spontaneously without fire, and fell flutteringly, burning until the yellow color of the talisman disappeared before landing.

This meant that the gods Shen Men had enshrined for generations allowed this question.Paper ash whirled in the air, was blown by the wind, broke into smaller pieces, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Old Shen thought for a moment before answering Ruan Yang's question: "It's possible. I've read his birth date, which belongs to Yin. It's easy to see more things than ordinary people. But now that the place is so big, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. That thing How to find it is still a problem.”

Ruan Yang couldn't help thinking of the peaked cap, could it be him?

"Old Shen, let me ask you, is there any ghost that has an entity, but the mirror image has no trace, especially with temperature?" Ruan Yang lowered his voice.

"Is it warm?" Old Shen seemed taken aback by this too.The common ghosts are basically gloomy and air-conditioned. Where can there be any warm ghosts.

Seeing that nothing could be researched for a while, and it was difficult for everyone to stand at the gate of the cemetery, Pei Sheng called his driver and sent them home one by one.

Back at the apartment, Ruan Yang looked at his watch that it was already two o'clock in the morning, and after a quick wash, he threw himself on the bed, so tired that he didn't want to move.Looking at the phone, there were no missed calls, and I couldn't help but complain in my heart: Professor Ying is so cold-hearted, he promised to call tomorrow, and there will be no calls today.

Ruan Yang threw the phone on the bedside table, sank his head into the velvet pillow, closed his eyes, and immediately fell asleep.

I don't know if it was because of being too tired, but Ruan Yang had a messy dream.The female ghost flying past the glass window, the white finger bones under the seat, and a person wearing a peaked cap whose face could not be seen clearly, strangled his neck sinisterly.

Ruan Yang seemed to be immersed in a boundless dream, but also seemed to be watching the development of the whole dream. His breathing became short of breath, but he couldn't move his whole body.Ruan Yang's consciousness seemed to be separated from his body, and his consciousness was telling him: "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

The body seems to have fallen into a deep hibernation, unable to follow the command of the consciousness and give a little response.

Ruan Yang's chest seemed to be crushed by a huge rock, which made him choke and gasp for breath.Ruan Yang opened his eyelids slightly with difficulty, and saw through the gap between the eyelids that there seemed to be a tall black shadow standing in front of his bed.Ruan Yang suddenly felt a "hum" in his head, unable to move his hands and feet.

Ruan Yang's mind is running fast, Professor Ying?Impossible, the figure does not match the size.Thief?Impossible, the anti-theft system at home is up to date.Ruan Yang didn't dare to make a sound, and didn't dare to open his eyes wide. He could only sneakily look at the black figure standing beside the bed.

The black image was deeply trapped in a cloud of black mist, and he couldn't see his clothes or facial features clearly. He could only feel a pair of lifeless eyes staring straight at the position of the bed.Three words flashed through Ruan Yang's mind, which was about to be deprived of oxygen: ghost press.

A chilly air spread from the end of the bed, and the black shadow seemed to be getting closer.

Ruan Yang closed the slits of his eyelids and held his breath, but he felt the sound of his heart beating like thunder.Loss of sight, hearing and touch become more acute.Ruan Yang felt slender fingers sliding upwards slowly along the silk quilt covering his body, from his legs and feet to the back of his hands.The sound of the rubbing of the cloth became clearer in the silent night, torturing Ruan Yang's eardrums.

There was air-conditioning from top to bottom, slowly enveloped Ruan Yang, causing goose bumps on Ruan Yang's skin under the silk quilt.

The jade bell on his chest began to heat up slightly, which brought warmth to Ruan Yang who was almost unable to restrain his trembling, and forced back the cold air covering his whole body.

Ruan Yang still didn't dare to open his eyes, he always felt that although the cold had receded, the gloomy eyes like poisonous snakes still stuck to his body.

I don't know how long this stalemate lasted, but creatine appeared in Ruan Yang's tense body, his consciousness began to loosen, and his sharp sense of hearing and touch gradually weakened.

Half asleep and half awake, he suddenly heard a voice hanging over his head saying.

"I know you're not asleep."

The author has something to say: I wonder if you have such an experience?

Waking up suddenly in the middle of the night, I saw a dark shadow on the window or somewhere, but no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't make out whether it was a human figure.

Then I thought about it, I'm nearsighted, so of course I can't see clearly~