Messenger of Yin and Yang

Only then did Zhang Dezhi start to look at his room carefully. Looking carefully, the walls were not wallpaper, but burned paper money. The red lamp was too dazzling, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Zhang Dezhi felt that this place was as scary as the outside, so he asked, "Old Brother Huang, when can we leave?"

"Old Huang, call me Lao Huang, Old Huang, Old Huang, what do you call a dog?"

"..."

Brother Huang?Old yellow dog?It seems to be a bit like Ha!

Zhang Dezhi coughed uncomfortably: "Old Huang, when can we leave?"

"Wait until this stick of incense is burned." It may be because of the old yellow dog, but the old yellow's tone is not very happy.

Zhang Dezhi looked over at him, the incense sticks had just been plugged in, but it should be pretty fast, so he waited.

And Lao Huang was muttering something in front of the spirit card, and Zhang Dezhi didn't dare to disturb him, so he didn't talk, Xiao Fan might be really tired, and he began to doze off by leaning on him.

"Daughter!" Zhang Dezhi, who was a little confused at first, was woken up by his daughter's shout.

He looked at the person in front of him, "Old Huang, what's wrong with you?"

"Daughter, you're back? I'm waiting for Dad to cook for you." Lao Huang became the same as before, pulling Zhang Dezhi to call his daughter.

"Old Huang, I'm not your daughter, don't you remember me?"

"Daughter, you won't be angry if Dad didn't pick you up today?"

Zhang Dezhi, "..."

Lao Huang even reached out and touched Zhang Dezhi's head, "I knew you must be angry with Dad, so Dad promises to pick you up every afternoon, okay?"

"...Old Huang, are you really crazy or fake crazy?"

"Oh, my daughter is sensible," Lao Huang stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, "Dad knows that, you won't be really angry with Daddy."

In a daze, Xiao Fan woke up again. Seeing Lao Huang touching Zhang Dezhi's face, he immediately pushed Lao Huang away, "You want to snatch my brother again, don't you? Stay away from my brother."

"Xiaofan, it's not..."

"Brother, let's go, he's a bad guy." Xiaofan pulled Zhang Dezhi away with a serious face.

"Daughter, daughter, is it time for you to go to class?"

Zhang Dezhi was dragged away by Xiaofan, and he didn't know what to say to Lao Huang.

Old Huang shouted from behind again, "Be careful on the road!"

Once downstairs, it suddenly became clear that the scene was different. The people and children in the community were very kind to Zhang Dezhi. When he left the community and saw the streets full of people and traffic again, he finally smiled, "Too Well, Xiaofan, we can go home now."

After speaking, he saw the familiar tall buildings in the community, "It turns out that our house is just across the street from here!"

Standing here, you can clearly see the building where they live.

"Brother, let's go home!" Xiao Fan urged.

After so many things happened, Zhang Dezhi also wanted to go home quickly, "Let's go home."

He found that the unbelievable things around him recently were really one after another, which was puzzling.

Back at the familiar home, Zhang Dezhi was about to cry when he saw the steaming hot food on the table, and his grandma’s kind reprimand, "Stinky boy, where did you take Xiaofan to go crazy, and come back so late?" Does the ghost know how flustered and scared he was when he found out that there were only him and Xiaofan on the street, and they couldn't come back?

He suddenly hugged grandma, "Grandma, I find that I love you more and more."

Grandma was taken aback for a moment, and knocked off his hand, "Don't think that if you say something nice, I won't scold you."

"You say you're crazy, and you're still taking Xiaofan with you. Look, how exhausted Xiaofan is to me?"

When Xiaofan came back, he leaned on the sofa and fell asleep!

"He's going to sleep when the time comes, you really..."

Zhang Dezhi smiled and listened to his grandma's scolding, it was great!

Fortunately, everything was normal in the next few days. He went to work and returned home as usual, and nothing incredible happened.

Finally, he calmed down for a while, allowing Zhang Dezhi to take a good breath. He felt that he could contribute to a supernatural film with everything he had done a few days ago, but he is also a firm materialist. He didn't believe in these things at all It's a matter of gods and ghosts, but now he is still cautious!

"Old Huang?" As soon as Zhang Dezhi walked to the door of his house, he saw a familiar figure wandering around.

After many days, I met Lao Huang again.

"Daughter!" Lao Huang rushed over when he saw him, "Daughter, why haven't you come home these days?"

"..." Zhang Dezhi thought that Lao Huang's sudden normal that day was his illusion.

"Let's go home with Dad." He said and pulled Zhang Dezhi away.

Zhang Dezhi, "Hey, Lao Huang, you..."

Lao Huang's strength is much stronger than Xiao Fan's, and he can't even break free from Xiao Fan, let alone Lao Huang.

Fortunately, the two of them are not far away, so we will send Lao Huang home.

"Old Huang, can you stop pulling me like this?" Zhang Dezhi felt that his arms were going to be stretched by him.

But Lao Huang acted as if he hadn't heard it at all, still stubbornly grabbed his arm and rushed forward.

As soon as he walked to the door, he met a neighbor who might be familiar, "Old Huang, you went out again, who are you dragging?"

Lao Huang chuckled, "My daughter, don't you know me?"

The elder sister was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Oh, Xiao Yi, I haven't seen her for a few days, and I didn't recognize her all of a sudden, she's getting more and more beautiful."

"My daughter is very beautiful." Lao Huang proudly held Zhang Dezhi's hand and said.

Zhang Dezhi, "..." It's okay for Lao Huang to say this, why does this elder sister say that?

"Old Huang, borrow your daughter to say a few words."

"Let's talk." Lao Huang let go of Zhang Dezhi's hand very generously.

The woman pulled Zhang Dezhi to the side and asked in a low voice, "Young man, who are you, Lao Huang?"

Zhang Dezhi took a look at Lao Huang, and was looking at them with a smirk, "I have nothing to do with him, I'm from the neighborhood next door, he pulled me and said it was his daughter."

The woman nodded, "He often does this, but don't irritate him, just treat him as his daughter. After a while, when he gets better, you can leave."

"Sister, what's the matter with Lao Huang?"

"Alas~" the eldest sister sighed, "Old Huang is also a man of misfortune. He had a wife before, but he died of dystocia when giving birth to his daughter. Later, the father and daughter depended on each other for life, but not long ago, the daughter also died. Now, he has become so crazy, always talking about gods, ghosts, and seeing his daughter. "

"...Oh, that's it! Who are you, big sister?"

"I live upstairs from him, and take care of him when I can. They belong to neighbors!"

"Okay, then I see, thank you big sister."

The eldest sister waved her hand, "They are all poor people."

Zhang Dezhi sent Lao Huang home, listened to what the elder sister said just now, and planned to wait for Lao Huang to wake up before going back.

It was still early today, and Zhang Dezhi finally saw the black and white photo on the wall, a very beautiful girl smiling happily, she would be even more beautiful if it wasn't in black and white.Is this his daughter?

Is this picture of him and his wife?He casually picked up a photo frame under the photo. Although the man in it was young and strong, with thin skin and tender flesh, and an amiable smile, he could still vaguely tell from his eyebrows that he was Lao Huang.

The woman next to her must be his wife. She looks similar to a celebrity, and she must be a very gentle woman. I can't tell, Lao Huang's wife and daughter are all great beauties!

But now...