What is it like to be teased by a ghost?

The night in Fenghuang City is not infiltrating. The beautiful lights illuminate the streets and alleys, just like daytime. The bright and beautiful men and women will start their nightlife. They indulge or hide their true nature in the dark night. It is not only the protective color of ghosts, but also the carnival of people. Luo Jiang looked at the address sent by Jinwei on the phone, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

Wei Linqiang poked her head behind her for a few glances, and realized that she still didn't know where this place was, so she couldn't help asking: "Jiang, are we going to take such a few things out this time?"

Luo Jiang tightened her backpack, because she didn't know whether she was going to face a human or a ghost, or whether there were people and ghosts. Luo Jiang carried everything she could carry on her back, but she was not Luo Fu, and she didn't know so many formations. I don't know much about exorcising ghosts, so I don't have many things to bring, "Isn't there you here? At least there are cinnabar moles."

Wei Linqiang leaned against the lamppost next to him, a little puzzled, "Let me tell you, the kid has already been caught, and Lao Wang's life is not in danger for the time being. Why are you still so obsessed with finding the man behind the scenes?"

Luo Jiang pushed up her glasses, put her hands in, and faced the night wind, posed a pose looking up at the starry sky at 45 degrees, and replied pretendingly: "I don't want people who live in ignorance to have their lives stolen for no reason."

Now Wei Linqiang rolled her eyes, "Come on, I don't know you yet, if you have that kindness, I'll show you."

At the end, Wei Linqiang seemed to remember something, and suddenly gossiped to Luo Jiang's side and asked, "Jiang Jiang, you said that you were raised by grandma, right?"

Luo Jiang looked at Wei Linqiang warily, "What's wrong?"

Wei Linqiang had an expression that I understood.

Luo Jiang: ...

"What's wrong with smiling so obscenely? Say what you have to say, what are you holding back for?"

Wei Linqiang clenched a fist and put it to her mouth to clear her throat, "Jiangjiang, your heart is softening, because of that brat, does that brat remind you of your miserable childhood? A child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a root." Grass, ah... Our family Jiang Jiang is quite kind, I really wronged you when I called you Black Sesame Bun before. I will call you Tangxin Bun from now on."

Luo Jiang glanced at Wei Linqiang sideways, "I don't have that much sympathy. I did this for myself. Do you still remember that woman who broke my glasses? And the injuries on my body, I still have them now. In Qingzhuo, I'm just a woman who must take revenge, and I don't have such a great sentiment."

Wei Linqiang waved her hand, "There's no need to explain, I understand, women are born with a bit of motherhood, and I saw it when you gave that kid dumplings the other day."

Luo Jiang stopped talking, walked forward a few steps to take a taxi, and simply ignored Wei Linqiang.

"Master, go to No. XX, XX Avenue, Fengling District."

The taxi driver gave Luo Jiang a strange look, "Little girl, what are you doing there so late, that place is not safe and remote."

Luo Jiang didn't answer, but only urged lightly, "Let's go."

Seeing Luo Jiang's stubbornness, the driver had no choice but to resign himself to driving. Along the way, the uncle driver talked to Luo Jiang about the history of Fenghuang City, emphasizing how unsafe the Fengling District was.

"Fengling District was the birthplace of Fenghuang City at the beginning. Later, after Fenghuang City developed, people in that area moved away one after another. Fengling District is the worst place in Fenghuang City. Not only is the traffic inconvenient, but the terrain is also bad. Well, many people used to have a house there and were unwilling to go back to live there. In recent years, a group of people have poured in from nowhere in the Fengling District, making trouble there every now and then, as well as selling fans. In short, it is very chaotic. .You better not go."

Luo Jiang turned a deaf ear to the driver's words and pretended to be deaf and dumb all the way.

When we arrived at the place, Luo Jiang gave the money, "Uncle, if you are really worried about me, come and pick me up later."

The driver took the money, "Hey, okay, this is my phone. Call me if you have something to do. I'm on the night shift tonight."

"What a good man." Wei Linqiang said quietly from behind Luo Jiang.

"Ah."

"Good people don't necessarily have good rewards. There is black air on his forehead, and there will be a catastrophe within three days."

Luo Jiang also saw it, "My grandma once told me something, she said that good people don't live long, and the evil is because after the good people die, they will enter the bliss, and the evil is that God deliberately stays in the world to suffer .”

Wei Linqiang laughed, "Leave the evil in the world and continue to harm the good people, so that the good people can reach bliss early? What a shitty reason."

Luo Jiang shrugged and put the backpack on her body, "So I left the Pixiu pendant in his car."

Wei Linqiang followed Luo Jiang's steps, and gave her an appreciative smile, "Our Jiang Jiang still has a rebellious spirit, not bad, I like it."

Luo Jiang let out a cold snort from her nose, "I want you to like it. Besides, you and I are not in the same family."

"Hey, hey, don't be so indifferent. We were all one family 500 years ago. A little bit further back, everyone was made by Nuwa. There is no closeness between a nest of mud, you say."

"You are the mud, you are the one who made it, I am my mother...I jumped out of the cracks in the rocks."

"So your surname is Sun."

"It's not Wei anyway."

"What's wrong with the surname Wei? How useful is the surname Wei, like Wei Zifu, a beautiful woman, sanitary napkins, uh... are also very useful."

"..."

After arguing with Wei Linqiang for a while, Luo Jiang suddenly stopped.

"Here we are. This is the current residence of Cheng Xiaomei, the proprietress of the bowl factory."

The building in front of me is barely a house, with a total of two floors. It roughly looks like there are about ten rooms. The lights are not turned on, and there is a wall around it. From the gap in the iron gate, you can feel the decay of the yard, as if it has been a long time. It's as if there are no people to live in, and the weeds are overgrown.

Luo Jiang took out a flashlight from her backpack and took a photo. There was doubt on her face. The place is so desolate and the lights are not turned on. Maybe Cheng Xiaomei has moved away, or the information Jinwei gave is wrong.

Wei Linqiang took a deep breath, and said to Luo Jiang, "That's right, it's here. I smell the disinfectant. Although it's very weak, it's the same as that emanating from that kid."

Luo Jiang took a deep look at Wei Linqiang, "Let's go."

"?where to?"

"Go in, over the wall."

"I'm a ghost, I don't need to climb over the wall, I can go through it."

"..."

"Don't talk to me." Luo Jiang threw the backpack into the wall, "Also, be quiet."

Wei Linqiang made a gesture of pulling the zipper with her mouth, and shook her head helplessly.

……

Cheng Xiaomei didn't draw the curtains, the moonlight pouring down from the window cast a hazy and elegant brilliance on her body, there was a cup of cold coffee in front of her, she was sitting gracefully, humming an unknown voice to the old-fashioned tape recorder next to her song, in which it sings:

There are two stages in the world of mortals, a whole body is obsessed with obsession,

The most is a hot heart, sinking into the bank of the Taotao River.

Behind her is a big bed, the quilt is raised high, from the hand stretched out from the quilt, it looks like a man, the finger bones are thick and vigorous, and the blue arteries are protruding, but because of serious illness, only one body is left. A layer of skin, covering bones like dead branches, and an infusion tube attached to the back of the hand.

Cheng Xiaomei glanced at her watch, "That brat hasn't come back yet, so he probably won't be back. It's really not durable."

When the man lying on the bed heard this, his face trembled stiffly. He opened his mouth slightly and let out a few unknown humming sounds.

"Meme..."

Cheng Xiaomei smiled slightly, stretched out her hands to brush her hair at the temples, "What's wrong? Distressed?"

She stood up from the chair and walked leisurely to the bed, "You should be happy that he was caught, if the person who caught him was a master, he would either be out of his wits or go to the next life, no matter what it is You don’t have to be driven by me anymore, do you?”

Cheng Xiaomei gently reached out and stroked the man's cheek, her eyes rippled, like a girl looking at her first love, "However, that woman is not so lucky."

Cheng Xiaomei raised the bed. Opposite the bed was a wardrobe. Standing next to the wardrobe was a dry naked corpse. I don’t know what method Cheng Xiaomei used. The corpse didn’t rot or even smell. It was a female corpse. The body was covered with bright red charms, the female corpse's head was hanging low, and her long hair blocked her face. If the runes on her body were ignored, it would look like she was leaning on a closet. Seeing this scene, the man was shocked. It was full of pain, and Cheng Xiaomei's satisfied expression was reflected in the full-length mirror on the closet.

"How about it, hate me? You shouldn't hate me, you should hate yourself. You cheated on yourself and gave birth to evil seeds with this woman!"

Cheng Xiaomei's voice suddenly rose, and she pointed at the female corpse beside the closet, her eyes were full of hatred, "What did you say when you pursued me? You said you would love me for the rest of your life. I gave up my wealthy family and my parents. Severed the relationship, accompanied you to the desolate western suburbs, accompanied you to start from scratch, how did you repay me?! Ah?"

Cheng Xiaomei threw the man onto the pillow, walked up to the female corpse, and pulled the female corpse's hair, "What's so good about this woman? Is she as beautiful as me? Or is it because she can have children? Didn't we agree that there is no rush? I also I promised you that you will take good medicine, just a few years, no...maybe one year, we will have our own children, why do you change your mind, why?! Our relationship for so many years died because of a child? "

Cheng Xiaomei's hand holding the female corpse suddenly loosened, and the female corpse fell to the ground in response, "It's ridiculous that you actually framed me for cheating in order to divorce me, haha, was that slap good?"

Cheng Xiaomei laughed loudly, but the tears couldn't stop streaming down. The tape recorder will just put:

"On the Yugou ditch, the water in the ditch flows separately from east to west.

Desolate and desolate, you don't need to cry when you marry. "

"How about it, do you regret that you once provoked me, your woman was made into a mummy by me, your son became my slave, and you still watch them suffer every day, isn't it very sad?"

The man closed his eyes in pain, as if saying, let me die.

"I won't let you die. I want you to live like an ant. Don't worry, not only will you not be able to commit suicide now, but you will still have decades to live. I will always be with you. As long as I live, you will tortured for a day."

Cheng Xiaomei smiled, and a black shadow seemed to shrink back in the shadow where the moonlight could not reach.

Cheng Xiaomei returned to the chair in satisfaction, when there was a sudden noise in the house.

"It seems that we have guests."