ghost stories

"What is this!" Han Xu yelled, turned around and jumped over from the back of the sofa.

Lu Yuan didn't speak, staring at this transparent figure, frowning, why do you think this figure looks familiar?

"Is it possible that your machine has been tampered with? For example, inserting a few frames or something..."

"Where do you think this is! Do you think 007 is here, and you watch too many gangster movies?" Han Xu shouted from behind the sofa covered in a blanket. He thought it was obvious, it was haunted, supernatural, no nothing explainable.

"Go to bed." Lu Yuan said, and Han Xu's eyes turned red.

"Don't be hypocritical, I can't sleep." Han Xu walked around to the front, turned on the TV, and sat in front of the coffee table watching TV in a daze.

Lu Yuan smiled and continued to look at the figure on the screen.This figure existed for less than a second. Looking at the picture frame by frame, the appearance and disappearance of this figure are like some special effects of fading in and fading out, which is very unreal.

It's a woman, which Lu Yuan can tell without looking closely.

The clothes are not white, but because the figure is a bit transparent, if you look closely, you can see that it is a dress that is a bit yellow... a dress!Lu Yuan almost shouted, it was this woman, the woman he saw in the autopsy room!

A chill came up from under his feet, and Lu Yuan broke out in a cold sweat. It was not a hallucination that night!He closed his eyes and pressed his fingers on the center of his brows. It was not an illusion, it was a real thing. What he experienced was not what he had judged before, because of mental or other reasons... But why was the video called up at that time different? What about this situation, a completely different scene?

What exactly is going on!

Lu Yuan turned off the monitor irritably, and lay down on the sofa.He felt that he was trapped in a dark space where he couldn't see the edge. Endless unexplainable strange events followed him like a shadow, and he couldn't breathe. He wanted to yell a few times to vent his suffocation full of depression.

After lying down for a few minutes, he sat up again, took off his T-shirt and threw it on the ground, he just felt suffocated.

"What's the matter?" Han Xu looked back at him, stood up and picked up the clothes and threw them on him, "I have a cold."

"Hot." Lu Yuan said sullenly.

"Tomorrow, I'll ask someone to process the video and audio, and see if there are any other discoveries." Han Xu sighed. He rarely saw Lu Yuan like this. He always thought that Lu Yuan might be numb to everything. Yes, in the face of all kinds of things, he always looks calm, and he never expected to be in such a state.

"Don't worry about it." Lu Yuan said with his eyes closed. This matter has become more and more weird and dangerous. He really can't let Han Xu get involved in it anymore. He doesn't want anything to happen to Han Xu.He didn't do anything for Han Xu, but Han Xu never said anything to him, this time he can be considered a good person himself.

"You still want to continue the investigation?" Han Xu pushed him aside and sat next to him.

"How can you not investigate? A bunch of inexplicable things can still be related to the case."

"case?"

"Don't ask."

"Yeah, discipline..." Han Xu clicked his tongue twice, and put his hand on Lu Yuan's lap casually, "If you check, I can't ignore it, right?"

"Why," Lu Yuan opened his eyes a little, looking at Han Xu's hand on his lap, "You are taking advantage more and more now."

Han Xu leaned on the sofa and smiled, but he still didn't take his hand away.

"Little devil," Lu Yuan looked at him with his arms pillowed, "do you like me?"

"Ah?" Han Xu turned his face, smiled embarrassedly, and took his hand away, "Yeah."

"No wonder I broke up with Jiayin and you had a lot of fun when you invited me to dinner." Lu Yuan thought it was interesting to tease Han Xu, and it was obviously not as boring as before.

"Am I happy? I'm obviously very sad!" Han Xu clicked his tongue again. In fact, when Lu Yuan broke up with Xu Jiayin, he was not very happy. Xu Jiayin knew him very well, so he wouldn't be so obvious .Lu Yuan, on the other hand, didn't seem to be sad about the breakup at all at the time. Maybe it was because the quarrel lasted too long, and everyone felt relieved after breaking up.

"But you don't have to work so hard if you like me. Don't get bogged down in this matter. If something really happens, I can't explain it to your mother."

"You..." Han Xu patted him, "Are you not used to people caring about you?"

"I just don't want anyone to do anything to me."

The two of them leaned on the sofa and stopped talking, thinking about their own concerns.

What happened these days, Lu Yuan has sorted out countless times in his mind, and he has considered various possibilities. Even if it is a supernatural phenomenon, there must be a context. If these bits and pieces There is no connection in itself, so he is too memorized, and all the coincidences made him happen?But if you have to string these things together, you don't have a clue...

"Did you say you smelled some flowers?" Han Xu asked suddenly. He had been thinking about what happened tonight, and it was only now that he calmed down that he remembered when Lu Yuan saw him. Said this sentence.

"Well, the fragrance of crabapple flowers." Lu Yuan replied, his heart moved.

"How do you know it's a crabapple? Have you smelled it?" Han Xu asked casually.

"It's... someone told me..." Lu Yuan sat up, it was Su Mo who said it.

It was Su Mo who told him that this fragrance was crabapple, and that there were dead crabapple buried underneath, what kind of crabapple with hatred!Apart from himself, the only person who could smell this smell was Su Mo.

The murder scene, the disappearance scene, and Su Mo's room all had this smell.

Su Mo found no such person, and Han Xu could not find any information about him.

"I'll go back." Lu Yuan stood up and put on his clothes.

"Where are you going?" Han Xu jumped up and grabbed his arm.

"Seven gardens."

"What are you doing?" Han Xu swung Lu Yuan violently, throwing Lu Yuan back on the sofa, "Can't you stop for one night? Can't you go back and make troubles tomorrow?"

"I'm not going to Xu Jiayin's place..." Lu Yuan frowned. He wanted to ask Su Mo about some things. If he couldn't find out, he could ask him directly.

Han Xu didn't speak, pressed Lu Yuan's shoulder, stared at him for a long time, and then slowly said: "Forget me to be troubled, I also checked the old house in Qijiayuanzi, did I say there is any problem with that house? Did you really have no doubts about the strange noise you heard in your room that night? Do you think the puppy was bored at night and barked at the wall? Do you know why there is such an inexplicable area behind such a bustling Zhongshan Road? old house? Huh?"

Lu Yuan was a little dizzy from Han Xu's series of questions. He reached out and patted Han Xu's face: "What? Is it the strongest nail house in history..."

"Nail your uncle!" Han Xu frowned, "Do you want to listen to me?"

"Can you change your position and tell me?" Lu Yuan smiled.

Han Xu let go of him, sat down on the floor in front of him, and touched a pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table: "I went to your place to look for you to talk about this, and I couldn't find Su Mo, so I checked the house... ...somehow I forgot to mention it."

"What happened to the house?"

"This is not the content in the official files. In the official files, Qijiayuanzi will not be demolished temporarily because of the need to preserve the cultivated land and protect cultural relics." Han Xu lit a cigarette and recalled the information he found. It was demolished, that is, along the No. 19 road to the end, the first demolition was there, and it stopped after less than a week, and half of the demolished houses are still piled up there. "

"Really?" Lu Yuan hadn't heard of this. After he lived there, he didn't walk straight along the road. He didn't know if there were any ruins in front of him.

"Four people from the construction team died. In just one week, four died, two were crushed to death, and two committed suicide. Before committing suicide, they kept saying that they saw ghosts and were possessed or something..."

"It's impossible," Lu Yuan interrupted Han Xu. This is too outrageous. This is obviously a folklore. "If four people die, they won't be demolished? Zhongshan Road is an area where every inch of land is expensive, let alone death." Four people, even if forty people died, the developer wouldn’t be able to stop working.”

"Did you hear that I can do it?" Han Xu flicked the cigarette ash and glanced at Lu Yuan angrily, "Of course the developer doesn't believe in evil, but the key is that the developer is dead!"

"Dead? How did you die?"

"The one who committed suicide, and the one who took over later also committed suicide." Han Xu pinched his cigarette and raised his head. "After that, the development of that area was stopped and it was used as an urban reserve."

"What does that have to do with me living on the 19th?"

"Isn't what you're encountering now evil enough? Since you moved into No. 19, you haven't lived in peace, haven't you noticed? It's said that Qiyuan's house was a cemetery in the early years, and the cemetery was built later... No I'm superstitious, it's these things that make people have to think in that direction."

"Well, I see." Lu Yuan got up and took a few sips of ice water from the refrigerator, glanced at his phone, it was almost four o'clock in the morning, "I'll go back tomorrow morning, okay."

"Brother, don't always look so indifferent. If this matter is really... something unclean, then it's not a joke. I know you don't believe it..."

"I believe it."

Meng Fanyu seldom goes out at night, he usually just stands on the top of the building and looks at the city that is still brightly lit in the middle of the night, even though he is not interested in the night view of the city.

But he also has a reason to go out, a reason to go out in the middle of the night, a reason for his existence here.

"Which one is it?" Meng Fanyu stood in the shadow of the corner, looking at the people who walked into this alley from the opposite street. Under the dim streetlights, trees and lampposts were drawn into long shadows. This person has nothing under his feet.

"Seventeen." A hoarse voice came from behind.

"I'm done with this, I'm tired."

As soon as Meng Fanyu finished speaking, a black figure emerged from the darkness behind him, with almost no time for people to react, it rushed towards the person who was walking towards them like a black lightning bolt.

The black shadow passed through the person's body at an extremely fast speed and disappeared into the night again.

The man seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then suddenly opened his mouth wide, and slowly fell to his knees on the ground.

After a while, Meng Fanyu walked forward slowly, hooked the man with his foot and turned him over.The man was out of breath, and there was still an expression on the face of the man before he fell, which seemed to be too frightened to open his mouth.

Meng Fanyu bent down and stretched out his hand towards the man's abdomen. When his fingers touched his body, a puff of black smoke rose from around his fingers. Meng Fanyu didn't pause, and directly poked his fingers down.

As the black smoke slowly dissipated, Meng Fanyu withdrew his hand from the man's abdomen, and blood spurted out at this moment.

Meng Fanyu looked at the bloodshot yellow ball in his hand, squeezed it lightly with his fingers, the ball was immediately crushed, and countless small dark yellow water droplets sprinkled into the air.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the gleaming yellow water droplets did not fall on the ground, but slowly evaporated into the darkness.

Meng Fanyu looked up at the sky, and at some point, the stars all over the sky were covered by thick clouds.

"Then let's begin."