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——————Your perspective—————

After spending a happy life in Beijing, he was promoted by Fatty Wang, and finally decided to split up to find clues about his dumb father's life experience.

No one dared to sell dumb Zhang's news, and finally found a way to contact Brother Chu who was arrested at the time to get some clues.It's just that he insisted on seeing Wu Xie himself, and it was not convenient for me to go to Pingtang Prison in Changsha, so I went back to Wushanju.

In the evening, I sat on the desk in the back hall of the shop and flipped through Grandpa Wu Xie's notes, feeling a little deserted rarely.

Xia Chan's call passed through the yard and turned into a rustling sound, suppressing the hustle and bustle of the city to make it extraordinarily quiet.The moon is big and round, and the silver light is shining on the ground.

I think this is probably a very suitable season to say "the moonlight is beautiful tonight", so I took a photo and texted Wu Xie.

How much time do I have?I glanced at the calendar and it should have started over there.

The phone vibrated, and Wu Xiaogou was very reluctant to send back a sentence, "Between the moonlight and the snow, you are the third stunning beauty."

Harm, am I such a person who is easily confused by words?

Even though I was thinking this way, I subconsciously showed a smirk.

There was the sound of marbles falling to the ground in the room, which sounded a little weird in such a quiet environment.

But people with common sense know that this is mainly because there are certain gaps in the steel bars and cement in the wall, and the gaps gradually expand. When it reaches a certain level, there will be a sound similar to marbles falling in the ceiling.

My nerves are not that fragile.

After taking a shower, he climbed into bed, put a long pillow on the position where Wu Xie would usually lie down, turned off the light and lay down contentedly.

I don't know when I woke up, but it was obvious that I was woken up by the sound of marbles falling to the ground.I hugged the pillow with my hands and feet under the quilt, pulled the quilt over my head, and built an impenetrable fortification.

Damn, I've seen all kinds of weird things, so it's not qualified to scare me with this, is it?

It rang again.

Listening to the sound of bouncing on the floor, I shrank my legs and planned to continue sleeping, when I suddenly realized a problem.

Usually, you hear the sound of marbles coming from the ceiling... right?

I was sober now, but I didn't know if I was thinking too much, so I didn't move for a while.Then I heard another series of sounds, which had reached my bedside.

... Things seem to be a bit out of order, I thought calmly.Shouldn't you reach out and touch your phone first, and send a text message to Boss Wu for comfort?

I lifted the quilt and reached for the lamp switch.

The switch was pressed, but the light didn't come on.But covered in the quilt, my eyes have adapted to the darkness, and for a moment I didn't see anything standing at the head of my bed as I guessed.I pressed the switch twice, but the light still didn't come on.

Could it be a trip?Or was it tampered with?

I reached for the mobile phone next to the bed, turned on the screen and took a look at the ground, but there was nothing.I looked at the ceiling again, and there was nothing strange hanging there.

The correct approach at this time should be to get back under the quilt until dawn, but I vaguely feel that this time is a bit unusual, and if something really happens, I'm afraid that two more quilts may not be effective.

I got down barefoot and put my hands on the floor.Soon, a series of knocking vibrations came from below.

I have never heard of anything special under Wushanju. I felt along the floor and seemed to have found a gap. I was about to break it open with all my strength when the sixth sense alarm sounded.

My posture at this time is very unfavorable.I squatted on the ground, holding the phone with one hand and pressing the floor with the other, unable to make any movements in the shortest time.I could only throw myself sideways and rolled under the bed.

Hell, wouldn't it be those people who came to the door?To be honest, at this time, I feel that I am worse than a human being.

I looked outside, and it seemed that a pair of feet had flashed by.I'm ready for the thing to bend down and put its face under the bed to meet me, and if that happens I'll just poke it blind.

It's a pity that the other party seems to want to go with me-it may have gone to bed.

Then Wu Xie came back suddenly at this time, and after turning on the light, I heard the person on the bed talking in my voice, and then they rolled together.

This is how a standard ghost story unfolds.

Although my mind was full of running the train, I was a little flustered because I should be afraid.I moved a little, trying to move myself directly under the bed, where it felt safer.But my hand inadvertently touched a long strip on the other side of me, the thickness of the mouth of the bowl.I shivered, and the stroke of my hand seemed to be more than one meter long, with the touch of skin.

There was a buzzing sound in my head at such a close distance, and then the first thought came out of nowhere.Could it be that my pillow has become a genius?That can't be just a human stick... In this way, wouldn't I have two Boss Wu, one complete and the other incomplete...

In the blink of an eye, I used the fastest speed to grab that thing again.It's better to catch it than to be forced out.However, I overestimated myself.This grasping felt like the thing slipped away, and then a hand hooked my neck from behind, and a wet cloth covered my mouth and nose.I smelled a bad smell, and I suddenly became in a trance.

My last thought before losing consciousness was that I was still tricked.

————Wu Xie’s perspective—————

Sure enough, there is still a problem in Guangxi. I have been looking at that old photo since I came out of prison.

Banai, Guangxi...seems worth a visit.

Just after taking out the phone, Pan Zi's phone rang suddenly.He said a few words and his face changed slightly.

"Master, you guessed it right," he hung up the phone and said to me, "Miss Mo has left Wushanju."

I cursed in my heart, the little fox cub I didn't know well, "Where did she go?"

"I left this morning. I bought more than a dozen train tickets. I can't tell where she's going," Pan Zi said. "Do you want to send someone to follow?"

I lit a cigarette. What Amo discovered might have something to do with the disappearance of my third uncle, but I think it might have more to do with Poker Ping.

Because although she didn't say anything, she always seemed a little eager to restore Poker Bottle's memory.And there are mysteries about her own life experience, mixed with these things.

I opened the address book and made a call, but no one answered.I sent another text message asking where Amo was, but still no response.

If there are any clues, the biggest reason why she is unwilling to tell me is that the clues are dangerous.

Although Amo sometimes pretends to be Sister Lin, she hides everything behind.But I know her, she is quite desperate when things really happen.

Maybe she thinks this matter can be solved by herself, but isn't the lesson in Changsha not enough?

"Follow," I said, "but get out immediately if you're spotted."

If this clue is really dangerous, I still have to go there myself.

——————Your perspective—————

I opened my eyes and found myself in a room of about ten square meters, with a dead body in the corner and a light bulb hanging from the ceiling.

There are no doors or windows in the room. There are concrete walls on six sides, and the height is only about two meters, which makes people feel very depressed.

The friend in the corner is ragged and looks like it has been dry for some time.What strikes me as somewhat unusual is that the man has his back against the wall, but the back of his head is facing me.

The crocodile gu is still locked in the box. I haven't fought much during this period, so I don't use it. I hope I can go back soon so that it doesn't starve to death.

Just in case, I also left a note on the desk, telling Wu Xie that if I came back and found that I was not there, I should have gone out to play by myself.Anyway, it wasn't the first time that they disappeared suddenly, and they were both adults, so no one should worry about others.

I stood up and moved my limbs. I didn't suffer any trauma, it seemed that I was just thrown here in a daze.

The light bulb is made of ordinary tungsten wire, very old style, but the brightness is not bad.Wires hang outside and run into concrete walls.I broke it a few times and found it was terribly hard, then touched my body again, and found that I was wearing a nightgown without even the metal pieces that were usually attached to my body.The only thing that can be regarded as hard is the Minnie watch that I bought at a stall next to a middle school.

...It deserves it, I thought to myself, I told you to be addicted to beauty, now it's cool.

I heard that the hardest thing in the world is the legendary carbon sixty, and the second is the legendary man's...don't even think about it, you don't have any.But when it comes to men...

"I'm sorry, buddy." I held down the head of the mummy, untied the man's clothes, and started a full body search.

Young, strong, northerner, extroverted... Except for no fatal trauma to the neck, the sternocleidomastoid muscle was severely deformed... I squinted and pressed the shriveled muscle, and turned the corpse over.

"Hiss..." I frowned.I know this person.

But that wasn't what caught my attention the most. What caught my attention the most was a hole in the wall behind the body.