Tianshi Museum

It was more than nine o'clock at night.

Wei Jianming drove his family of four on the road, followed by Shen Gun and Xia Zha.

The children didn't know what to do when they went out at night, Wei Jianming explained to them that they wanted to go back to their former home.

The youngest daughter was puzzled when she heard that she was going back to the house she lived in before, but the second son had some impressions and asked excitedly, "Is this where we lived before my sister was born?"

Although Wei Jianming was full of emotions, he still carefully answered the second son's question: "Yes, that's right there."

"I still remember! There was no sister at that time!" Xiaoyu gestured twice, "And there is a room in that house that has been locked and cannot be entered. Unlike the current home, my sister and I can go anywhere."

Wei Jianming's expression froze, and he and his wife looked at each other, realizing that the room was the room where Chenchen's belongings were sealed.It was six years ago that they left there. Xiaoyu was still young at that time, but he still remembered the locked utility room.

Just because it seemed so out of place in that home.

The wife patted the head of the second son with a wry smile: "Xiaoyu has a really good memory."

When choosing a new house, Wei Jianming and his wife chose a completely opposite direction and location from the original address with some tacit idea.This distance is considered a long distance between one city, and it needs to cross more than half of Jingcheng.

On a night without traffic jams, it still took them an hour to reach their destination.

Several people got out of the car and took the elevator upstairs.

Standing in front of the old residence, Wei Jianming was overwhelmed with emotion. He watched his wife take out the key with trembling hands, but failed to insert the key into the keyhole several times.None of them urged, and they waited quietly for Mrs. Wei to turn the key.

"Crack-"

"squeak--"

The door finally opened.

The moment the door was opened, the smell of dust that followed made the two children cough non-stop.

If most people move, the original house is not sold or rented out, they will clean it from time to time, or find a part-time worker to clean it up regularly.However, since Wei Jianming and his wife moved out, they have been tacit to each other and have never mentioned this matter.

Because of this, there is no sale or lease of the old residence, let alone maintenance and cleaning.

The old house was covered with dust along with the time, completely left there.

It seems that if you don't talk about it, it doesn't exist.

This leads to the long-term accumulation of dusty smell in the house, and a circle of choking dust will be brought up after a few steps.Wei Jianming coughed and stepped towards the window, opened the window, trying to disperse the floating dust in the room, although it had little effect.

The two children covered their mouths and noses with their hands and walked cautiously.

When it was time to take the next step, Wei Jianming and his wife hesitated. They looked at each other in silence, and saw the same feeling of closeness in each other's eyes.

Without needing their reminders, Shen Gun and Xia Zha's eyes turned precisely to the room that was used as a utility room.

The entire old residence was haunted by a vague yin qi, but in that room, there was a distinct ghost qi.

Xia Zha said softly, "He's back again."

Hearing this, Wei Jianming and his wife held their breath almost immediately.

Wei Jianming asked with difficulty: "What does this mean?"

Didn't it mean that Chenchen was taken away from here...

Xia Zha shook his head: "He's back. How he came back is still uncertain."

The ghostly aura in this house dissipated for a while, but recently it began to gather again.Apparently, the kid had been away for a long time and had recently returned.

Understanding the hesitation of Wei Jianming and his wife, Xia Zha went on to say: "What is the truth, you will only find out after asking face to face. I opened the door and let the two children follow at the end."

Wei Jianming nodded: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

After finishing speaking, he asked the two children to follow behind and said to them: "Don't be afraid for a while."

Although the two children didn't know why, they were very obedient and stood at the back.

Xia Zha opened the door.

There was no moonlight in the grocery room, and it was pitch black like a swallowing abyss, hiding terrifying monsters.The wind blew from the open window in the living room, mixed with the chilly autumn, and brushed the faces of several people.

The youngest daughter grabbed Mrs. Wei's skirt, hid behind her, and said timidly, "Mom, it's so cold..."

Mrs. Wei was in a state of turmoil, she only distracted herself to comfort her a few words, then looked straight into the door.

Although the door is too dark to see anything.

"excuse me."

Xia Zha's clear voice sounded, as if talking to the hidden darkness.After speaking, he took a step forward, entered the house, touched the wall, and turned on the light in the utility room.

In an instant, a black shadow flashed across the accumulated sundries, and then disappeared immediately.

Xia Zha and Shen Gun's eyes were very human, and they were able to see ghosts and gods. They saw the child hugging their knees clearly when they met each other, while the others had no time to catch the black shadow's whereabouts.Not to mention the appearance of the black shadow, even its existence has become both real and fake because of that moment of confusion.

Despite this, Mrs. Wei still recognized the shadow of the eldest son from the hazy black shadow.

She choked up and said, "Yes, it's Chen... Is it Chenchen?"

The room was silent.

After a while, there was the sound of the cardboard box moving slightly, and a ghost figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.His body was surrounded by a dark ghostly aura, mixed with a murderous aura. Although he was different from a living person, he could still recognize that he was a five or six-year-old boy.

The little ghost raised his head, and stared straight at the people in front of him with his white-less eyes.

He tilted his head, looking terrifying and innocent.

Wei Jianming and Mrs. Wei stared at him blankly, not daring to approach him or recognize each other.Behind them, the two children had never seen such a scene before, and they were so frightened that they hid behind Wei Jianming and his wife.

And the little ghost watched them dodge their fearful movements, and was in a daze without saying a word.

Seeing this, Wei Jianming quickly pulled the two children behind him to his side.The two children only looked at Yangshou, the second son was older than the little ghost, and the youngest daughter was the same age as the little ghost. Even so, he patiently explained to the two children: "This is your brother, brother Chenchen."

The youngest daughter is still young and doesn't know what a ghost is. Hearing her father's explanation, she curiously poked her head towards the little ghost, looked at him curiously, and called out to her brother in a childlike voice.The second son is already in elementary school and has heard and read ghost stories, but he is more timid than the younger daughter and dare not say a word.

"Counting the time when I was captured by that person and trained as a little ghost to be used as a ghost descendant, 11 years have passed." The little ghost tilted his head, pinched his fingers and counted seriously, with a thoughtful expression on his face, "11 years, it's because I love Dad cast a blood curse, did you remember coming to see me?"

In a word, he directly admitted what he had done.

It also made Wei Jianming's eyes blush: "Why?"

He wanted to ask too much—who was Chenchen caught?What have you been thinking all these years?Ever hated them...

Hearing this, the kid squinted his eyes and grinned as if a prank had been discovered, but blood and tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

"Because I'm too tired."

To be forgotten is more painful than to die.

During the long time of being unable to reincarnate and being like a prison cage, he understood that the living must look forward, and he also knew that the dead cannot be resurrected.

But being left behind like this, even if he is not human, he will be afraid.

The little ghost's eyes widened. It should be the childish and ignorant expression on his face, but it was very permeating on his face: "After you moved away, I was captured by the head descendant and became his little ghost."

"He beat me and scolded me, saying that I was a lonely ghost that no one wanted, and chopped off my head as a ghost sacrifice. Later, I followed him and did too many bad things. Before, my parents, teachers and elders would not let me The things they did." Chenchen, the little ghost, counted his fingers like reciting a song, "Stealing things, cheating money, casting curses on people, abducting and selling other children... and helping him kill people."

Having said that, he smiled at Wei Jianming and his wife again, and there was a faint red light in his eyes.

Head drop master? !

As soon as Wei Jianming heard it, he immediately thought of the person introduced by his friend who lied to him, and raised his voice and said angrily, "It's him?! That head-down master from another city?!"

The kid nodded in acknowledgment.

Xia Zha and Shen Gun immediately realized.

It's no wonder that the blood curse was cast after the head-bending technique, it should have been done quietly by Chenchen when she was beside the head-bending master.It's just that how he escaped from the clutches of the head-subduing master and returned here remains to be understood.

The little ghost answered every question, and he didn't hide anything, as if he had waited for this day for too long.

His dark eyes without whites looked at the little girl who was as tall as him.

"Is this my sister?"

Mrs. Wei nodded with tears in her eyes.

"That's great, I'm almost six years old." The kid's tone was innocent, and in a trance, it seemed that 11 years of long time hadn't left any traces of decay on his soul, "It's almost my birthday, I Haven't lived to be six yet."

He didn't cry, ghosts don't cry.

He looked at Wei Jianming and his wife.

"Mom and Dad, if I were alive, I would be 17 this year."

"I don't want to hate anyone anymore."

The author has something to say: the irritating March is over, and the goal of April is to change daily.

The three-dimensional pressure is high, which leads to a bad mental state. Once I have no time to write or write pigeons, I will be a little bit immobile. After a long time, I dare not even read orz comments. This is not good, but full-time is not good. Possibly full-time, the author of the vegetable chicken can't even afford tribute tea every day, that is, he is trying to survive in the cracks of work.Sometimes compared to myself, I am more afraid that readers will feel uncomfortable after chasing the article.

I also chatted with my friends, if this continues, maybe when the contract with jj expires next year, I should not be able to write articles.Of course, the pits that have already been opened will be filled in. This article has an outline, and there will be no eunuchs and unfinished endings.

Love you guys

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