Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

This feeling was only felt when I saw her in the morning, and then washed away by her flexible limbs.The way she looked made one gradually forget that she had died once—maybe even more.

After the conversation just now, Ding Mu suddenly realized this.

Although she is still alive now, she is dead.

This sentence sounds strange, but it is a fact.

They didn't know what she did in one day to die in that form.

It could have been just a moment of wrongdoing that quickly took her life.

It may be the malice accumulated over a long period of time that buried her body bit by bit.

There must always be some reason.

The rollback mechanism erased everything that happened that day, making it difficult for almost everyone to know what happened.

No, there are still people who know what happened, that is, the person who is watching their every move like a camera, and the manager who has been monitoring the entire Yinshan world.

It feels like taking off your pants in public.

I don't know if the video data recorded by this kind of camera can be borrowed... Ding Mu couldn't help laughing when he thought about it, and talked to Guan Yi in a low voice, which made Guan Yi amused.

He didn't expect that the child's psychological quality was so good.

Unexpected, but also within reason.

You have to speed up, he thought, Yinshan's influence is not small, don't bring them any trouble.

The residents on the second floor were Mr. Yang’s family. This time it was Ding Mu who knocked on the door. He was young, kind-hearted, and looked like a relative. Unlike Guan Yi, he didn’t look like a sociable person at first glance.

It was Lao Yang from the security department who opened the door. He was not very handsome, with a beard, a fleshy face, and a dark red birthmark on his forehead, which looked like a red grimace.

When I saw him for the first time, his face was covered in blood, his complexion was blue and white, his left eyeball was gouged out, and with the red birthmark, he looked like he crawled out of hell, quite scary.When Ding Mu saw him again this time, he felt that the degree of shock only increased.

This time he was alive, moving, breathing, and bloody, but that face, that birthmark, all reminded Ding Mu that he had died.

Just like the teacher Zhang I met just now, she also obviously has the characteristics of a living person, but as soon as that face is revealed, there is an inexplicably ghostly feeling.

Ding Mu didn't pay attention before, but now I don't know if it's a psychological hint, and he always feels that these two people are wrong.

Guan Yi suddenly put his hand on Ding Mu's shoulder, giving him a sense of security.

Ding Mu collected himself and asked, "Teacher Yang, don't you invite us to sit in?"

When I went to Teacher Zhang's house, I didn't find a suitable opportunity to go in. This time, I can't let him miss the opportunity to go in.

Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, his beard covered his face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, so he nodded and said, "Come in."

This is refreshing.

There is no one else in the family, only the host.Ding Mu subconsciously glanced at Lao Yang.

Seeing this, Lao Yang explained, "Hu Qin went to the cafeteria to help."

Ding Mu nodded, a little embarrassed.

The two were invited to sit down on the sofa in the living room, and took advantage of the two steps to quickly look around the room.

This is said to be the living room, but it is actually just a room separated by a wardrobe.The whole house is very small, it looks like a single apartment, with a kitchen and a bathroom, and the rest is separated by a wardrobe and reserved for the living room and bedroom.

The family did not appear to have children, but had some children's items that looked new and unused.

Ding Mu looked at the interior decoration, decided to start with the child, asked this question, and emphasized that it would be good if the child was born here, after all, he can be led by the teacher here first.

When Lao Yang heard this, he frowned and shook his head slightly. It seemed that he subconsciously disagreed with this point of view, but he agreed with his mouth: "I plan to have a child, but I'm always afraid that I won't be able to take good care of it."

"Why can't it be taken care of poorly?" Ding Mu smiled, and said in a casual way: "The teachers in the courtyard are very responsible, and you don't have to worry about taking care of them poorly, after all, there is Teacher Zhang downstairs. If you don't understand anything about early childhood education, you can talk to her, which is more convenient and worry-free than talking to other people."

Lao Yang didn't express anything all the time, but the moment he heard the word "Mr. Zhang", his eyes suddenly changed, and after a flash, he returned to normal, as if it was just an illusion.

Ding Mu didn't let go of this difference. He continued: "We just came here, and we don't understand anything, and we need your help with some things. When we really enter the industry, we can still take care of it."

Ding Mu winked at him, as if hinting at something.

Lao Yang unconsciously glanced to the side, a little dodged, and then looked at Ding Mu's eyes that did not dodge, and asked tentatively: "Are you also in the industry?"

"Should he only know superficiality?" Ding Mu smiled and reached out to pat the other person's shoulder.

"That's it." Lao Yang nodded.