ghost stories

Zezhi did not hide the news of Wu Changfeng's sudden death.

The Qi family was gone, and when the neighbors saw Ze, they all sighed and dispersed in fear of avoiding it.With Wu Changfeng's death for no reason, the affairs of the Qi family became even more strange and terrifying in Chang's eyes.

"Zezhi," the second girl sneaked into the courtyard of Wu's house while her mother wasn't looking closely, saw Zezhi standing in the main room, leaned over and said softly, "Stop living here, my mother It is said that the Qi family has committed a crime, and no one can hide..."

"Since no one can hide, why should I go?" Zezhi said coldly.

The second girl blushed, stared at Zezhi, and said softly after a while, "Are you going to die?"

"It's only a lifetime, who can survive," Zezhi pointed at the door, "You go back quickly, the kid will come and catch you in a while."

"You..." The second girl looked around in horror, stomped her feet, turned and ran out of the yard.

That night, there was no moon, and the stars were very dim. The wind blew in gusts, and the half-yellow leaves on the trees rustled non-stop.

Zezhi stood in the garden of Qi's old house, in front of him was a bunch of withered crabapple trees.

"It's here." The man in black pointed.

Zezhi didn't speak, he lowered his head and took the shovel, and plunged it into the tree.Neither of them spoke anymore, only the muffled sound of the shovel touching the mud.It didn't take long, and the shovel hit a hard object when it was inserted.

"Yes." Zezhi threw down the shovel, bent down to poke the soil with his hands, and touched a smooth box with his fingertips.He took the light back and turned it on, and saw a mahogany box buried in the soil with a cover exposed.

"Be careful." The man said something behind him, but he didn't come over to take a closer look.

Zezhi planed to loosen the soil around the box, grabbed the box and shook it, and a box that was one foot square was taken out with his hands.When the box was shaken, there was the sound of something rolling inside.Zezhi looked at the lid of the box, and there was a delicate copper lock hanging on it, and then he reached out and touched in the soil, but there was no key: "How do you open it?"

"It can't be opened without a key."

Zezhi frowned, pinched his fingers on the lock, and snapped it hard, with a "click", the lock was broken off with the broken wood, and the lid of the box opened in response.Zezhi saw the contents of the box with the light, and a stone bottle that looked plain was lying quietly in a corner of the box: "That's it?"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to take it, but as soon as his fingertips touched the bottle, he felt a burst of numbness in his fingers, and the numbness quickly spread all over his body, Zezhi's legs went limp, and he knelt down, putting his hands on the ground.He was a little surprised, and looked back at the man in black: "This thing..."

The man in black seemed a little surprised. He leaned against Zezhi, lowered his head to look at him, and said to himself, "It's all right...God's will..."

Halfway through the words, there was a hint of joy in his voice. Before Zezhi could ask again, he raised his hand, and handed out a gleaming knife from his long sleeve: "Use your Blood drips."

Zezhi took the knife, but didn't do it. The man's strange reaction made him suspicious: "If you don't tell me why, I won't do it. You can find someone else."

"The soul of the Seventh Young Master." The man in black didn't say much.

Zezhi turned his head and looked at the bottle, hesitantly: "If the soul of the Seventh Young Master is here, why is there an empty coffin in his tomb?"

"If it's all here, I don't have to bother to find you. This is his resentment. If you touch this thing, you will be fine. It's God's will. You have had a deep relationship with him since you were a child. Let you do this. It's considered God's will." suitable."

Zezhi didn't understand what he said, but he really didn't want the Seventh Young Master to wander around like this. No matter how sorry the Qi family was for him, they shouldn't have to spend so many lives to pay for it. When will this go on like this come to an end?How can the young master be at ease...

Thinking of this, Zezhi didn't ask any more questions, and made a slash on the palm of his left hand with the knife.

The blood slowly oozes out from the knife edge, dripping onto the bottle, and the bottle suddenly emits a warm yellow light, Zezhi was stunned and forgot to take back his hand for a moment.

"This thing is yours now, no one can touch it anymore," the man in black said slowly behind him, "It is your power, if it is lost, you can't send it away... If it falls into another power In the hands of the person who took it, unless he is willing to return it to you, he can only..."

The man in black lowered his voice, and leaned into Zezhi's ear and whispered softly. When Zezhi heard it, cold sweat rolled down his cheeks: "I won't let that happen."

"You don't have much time. If you can't send him away before he uses that method... everything will be in vain."

That night, the Qi family's old house inexplicably drained of water, and a fire burned the last traces of the Qi family.Those who saw the fire said that they had never seen such a big and evil fire in their life.

The fire literally burned the huge house to ashes.

Lu Yuan sat in Su Mo's room, staring at the time on the phone screen beating every second. He had maintained this position for several hours.Su Mo had something to say, but he refused to say it right away.

"Let's go at night, I like night, the day is too bright, I will be tired."

So Lu Yuan could only sit here and wait. Su Mo was still sitting on the chair with the light behind him, motionless, as if he was asleep, but every time Lu Yuan looked at him, he could see his eyelashes It was trembling slightly, and it seemed that it was just in a daze.

Lu Yuan didn't understand how tiring it would be to say something, but he held back and didn't ask, but just waited patiently.He has checked for so long that he doesn't care about waiting a few more hours.

When the night finally fell slowly, the dim street lamps outside the window lit up one by one.

Su Mo, who was sitting on the chair, finally moved and stood up slowly.Lu Yuan had been leaning half-supported on Su Mo's bed. Seeing him stand up, he wanted to stand up too. As soon as he moved, he found that he had kept this position for too long, his whole body was numb, and his back was sore.

"Go down and sit down." Su Mo glanced at him and walked out of the room.

"...Still sitting?" Lu Yuan finally stood up, moving his arms and legs, and followed him downstairs.

When going downstairs, Lu Yuan noticed that the lights in all the rooms in No. 19 were off. It was past eight o'clock, and many people usually returned from get off work and school, but today it was uncharacteristically quiet. Even the landlord's room All black lights.

Peng Anbang's statement about the non-existence of this old house gradually came to fruition in Lu Yuan's mind, but where did these people come from, and where did they go now?

Su Mo poured water into the cup and threw a piece of dark green into it. This scene was very familiar to Lu Yuan, but when the word "eating spirit" came to his mind, he had another feeling.

He took a stool from the eaves and sat down at the tea table, looking at Su Mo: "Can we talk now?"

"Have you ever been afraid?" Su Mo asked softly after taking a sip of tea.

"afraid of what."

"I'm afraid that I'm different from others." Su Mo smiled lightly and leaned back on the chair.

"...Scared." Lu Yuan can understand this feeling of fear. He never mentions his own affairs to others because he is afraid that others will think that he is different from others, a person who has no memory of the past.

"If everyone thinks that you are different from them, that you are a monster," Su Mo closed his eyes, and said softly, "that you shouldn't exist, that you only bring harm to others..."

"Everyone hates you and is afraid of you. Do you know what it feels like?" Su Mo opened his eyes, which turned amber with a strange yellow halo.

Lu Yuan looked into his eyes. It wasn't the first time he saw the changes in Su Mo's eyes, but this time it was clearer. He could even see the long and thin pupil in the middle of his eyes.

Regarding Su Mo's question, he shook his head, he had never tasted the feeling of being feared and alienated by the people around him.Su Mo was talking about himself, Lu Yuan thought, if such eyes are born, who can say that he is not afraid.

"Your eyes..." Lu Yuan looked at Su Mo and suddenly felt a little distressed, "In fact, they are quite beautiful."

Su Mo suddenly laughed, his eyes narrowed, he smiled for a while, stopped to take a sip of tea: "Yes, someone said that many years ago, but it has been a long time, and in a few decades , I'm afraid I won't remember who he is..."

"Just remember it now." Lu Yuan said softly, no matter how long he can remember, as long as he can have a memory right now, it will be good. This is his idea.

"Everyone is afraid of me. They don't know how much I am afraid of them." Su Mo raised his left hand slightly, with the palm facing up. After a while, a small white mass appeared in the middle of the palm, emitting a faint light.Lu Yuan stared at the halo in surprise, watching it grow bigger and bigger, and then a gust of wind blew gently, the halo seemed to float up without weight, slowly rising, the dark courtyard Be a little bit illuminated by it.

This kind of light is very like moonlight, shining silver light on Lu Yuan's body, Lu Yuan didn't move, the surprise in his heart was replaced by tranquility in a short time.

"I'm afraid of the day, I'm afraid of the fire, and the night with the moon can make me feel at ease." Su Mo leaned on the recliner, shaking gently, "I hope there is someone who is not afraid of me, and it doesn't have to be so good to me, as long as he treats me like Just an ordinary person."

"Such a person," Lu Yuan looked at him, "Have you met him?"

"Ah."

"That's not very good. No matter what other people are, there is always someone who thinks you are the same as him."

"Not good." Su Mo frowned, the amber color in his eyes gradually receded and returned to his usual look, "He will become lonely because of me, just like me."

Lu Yuan was silent. Who could be the person Su Mo was talking about? After accepting Su Mo, who was like a different kind, he was also isolated, and some sad emotions spread in Lu Yuan's heart little by little.

There was a slight change in the light on his body. Lu Yuan looked at the light shining on his body and the ground. The light was shaking slightly, like flowing water, and it was actually shimmering.

Lu Yuan's heart moved, and he raised his head to look at the night sky.

The look left him completely in place.

There is no night sky.

What he saw was slow flowing water, overwhelming water.

They seemed to be in the water at the moment, and the water slowly surrounded him from above the patio, surrounding him.

He's in the water, he can't describe how he feels right now, he can feel the coolness of the water, the wetness of the water as it slides over him, but he's still breathing, everything is normal.

"This place has really been flooded." Lu Yuan looked at Su Mo with a soft voice.

"Well, it's long gone here."