The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

Night is always accompanied by endless unknowns.

At the end of the long wooden corridor, on the empty terrace, under the sky full of stars.Someone flung out his sleeves, put his orchid finger on the side of his head, looked back and smiled in the moonlight, the corners of his pink and ink carved eyes curved into a charming arc.

"Divide Feiyan, go to two sections, south and north, the world is cold..." The babbling and melodious tone turned countless melancholy into operas one by one.

"Good!" Xia Yu clapped her hands.

The person turned her head and smiled again, her long sleeves fluttered and fluttered, covered by the gauze-like moonlight, erratic like a ghost, her red lips parted slightly: "Don't look back infatuatedly, I'm afraid that one day, I won't return it..."

"Good!" Xia Yu continued to applaud.

Singer: "..." I can't continue singing...

Seeing that she stopped moving, Xia Yu hurried forward: "Big sister, are you enjoying singing? Can I go? My boss is still waiting for me to go back to eat."

Singer: "..."

Xia Yu said again: "Look, first of all I don't understand opera, I can only say yes to whatever you sing, and it's no fun if you keep singing like this; secondly, we are all ghosts, so there's no need to scare each other, right? You came here in my dream for no reason, how embarrassing it would be if you saw it in reality?"

"..."

"Besides, Zhu Junyang and I are two lonely, weak and helpless little pitiful people. You don't feel any pleasure when you bully them. There are several big guys next door. If you have nothing to do, you can go to them to play. I guarantee it will be more interesting than us... "

"roll."

Xia Yu: "Let's talk about it... Eh? What are you talking about?"

Singer: "Hurry up and get out."

Xia Yu: "Okay! Get lost!"

The man flicked his sleeves, and Xia Yu finally escaped from this complicated dream.

She sat up straight away, panting heavily.

Zhu Junyang, who was sitting at the desk and playing with his mobile phone, gave her a look: "What did you dream about?"

Xia Yu clutched her chest: "Boss, you don't even know that there was a woman who caught me in a dream and wouldn't let me go out. She kept singing without saying a word."

Zhu Junyang turned off the phone screen, walked to the bedside and looked at her.

Her gaze paused for a second on Xia Yu's hand on his chest, then she looked away as if nothing had happened, and asked, "Then how did you get out?"

Xia Yu smiled triumphantly: "I applauded her once she sang, and then I reasoned with her, successfully persuading her!"

Zhu Junyang: "Xia Xiaoyu, don't you really think about it? Ghosts think you're annoying."

Xia Yu acted honestly: "I will continue to work hard."

Zhu Junyang laughed angrily at her.

She shook her head with a smile, took out her mobile phone and sat down beside the bed, and changed the subject: "I'm going out tomorrow to find some materials to restore your claws, can you live here by yourself?"

Xia Yu: "! No way!"

"Aren't you quite capable?"

"I'm not! I'm not!" Xia Yu immediately hugged Zhu Junyang's arm tightly, relying on her natural advantages to rub against him, "I'm just an ordinary little Lu boy! I'd be scared and sad when I'm alone in a strange place I will be sad! I will feel flustered!"

Zhu Junyang sneered: "Will you be responsible for paying if you come with me?"

Xia Yu immediately let go of her hand: "Go early and come back early!"

"Little heartless..." Zhu Junyang murmured with a smile.

"What did you say?" Xia Yu asked in such a low voice that she couldn't hear clearly.

Zhu Junyang replied: "I said, don't play dead."

Xia Yu patted her chest and promised: "I promise not to leave the room!"

At the end, she couldn't help but ask again: "Well... how long are you coming back..."

Zhu Junyang: "Tomorrow night at the latest."

Xia Yu said ok: "Totally o a few k."

……

Time slowly arrived in the evening, and the hostess sent someone up to ask them to eat.

Xia Yu hugged the sheep and followed Zhu Junyang out of the room.

After going out, there is a long corridor with a brown-red floor on the ground.

Several people walked forward, Xia Yu looked around and found that the layout here was exactly the same as the scene in her dream!

When she came up, she didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, so in the dream, she thought that the scene was fabricated by the singer. Looking at it now, isn't the location in the dream the end of the corridor on the second floor?

She stood at the stairs and looked forward along the corridor, and saw a small terrace with European-style railings carved with patterns on its periphery.

The lamb was put on her neck, Xia Yu let it grab his clothes, then ran over and hung himself on Zhu Junyang's back.

Zhu Junyang frowned, but didn't say much.

Xia Yu leaned close to her ear and whispered, "The female ghost singing in my dream is on the balcony on the right of the second floor, and the girl we came to see this morning is in the last room next to the terrace... you say Is there any connection between them?"

As the cold air flowed behind her ears, Zhu Junyang leaned forward slightly to let Xia Yu lie on her back more comfortably. She raised her right hand and drew a symbol in the air with her index finger.

Xia Yu recognized that it was a soundproof symbol.

After finishing the painting, Zhu Junyang said: "Whether there is any contact or not, we will know in the middle of the night today."

They wanted to see where the opera sound came from tonight, and now Xia Yu had reason to suspect that the one who sang the opera every night was the female ghost in her dreams; See her girl.

It was a very coincidence that Zhu Junyang was the last one to arrive for dinner again.After she entered, she sat down directly at the end of the long table, facing the hostess across a table of food.

The hostess said politely: "Mr. Zhu is here? I'll wait for you."

Zhu Junyang said: "It's troublesome."

The hostess smiled: "Everyone, please use it."

On the table was a large pile of delicious food, Xia Yu couldn't eat it at all, so he could only watch everyone eat their mouths full of greasy food.

Although she could touch these things, even if she brought them to her mouth, they would fall out of her body, which couldn't be more tragic.

The next time she is beaten to death, she won't come to the dining table to make a fuss!

She sniffed the smell fiercely, then clothed the little lamb with tears, and sighed while feeding: "Is there any more qualified sheep slave than me? I don't eat it myself, I just feed it."

A young boy sitting next to them heard her mumbling and couldn't help chuckling.

An old man with white beard and hair who looked like his elder next to him knocked him on the head, and the boy quickly stopped his smile and sat up straight.

Xia Yu glared at him.

Zhu Junyang put the food into her mouth gracefully, if it wasn't for being impolite, she would even want to babble for Xia Yu.

Satisfied?After that, the hostess said to everyone: "Mr. Zhu wants to find the source of the opera sound at night. I wonder how many gentlemen want to go together?"

A few groups of people expressed their willingness to go and see, including young elders.

The hostess looked at Zhu Junyang again: "I don't know what you want, Mr. Zhu?"

"It doesn't matter." Zhu Junyang looked foolish, playing with the sheep under the table.

The woman stood up: "Then let the other masters do their own thing. Those who want to find the source of the sound, please go to the second floor with me, the little girl's room."

"This..." the young man hesitated, "Isn't it appropriate for our group to run into the girls' room?"

Xia Yu glanced at him and muttered, "It's quite innocent."

The boy's ears turned red.

Zhu Junyang glanced over coldly, Xia Yu stuck out her tongue, and shrank behind Zhu Junyang, not daring to make any other unnecessary movements.

The old man next to him repeated his question to the hostess, and the woman said: "It's okay, the little girl is not here today. Besides, all this is for our peace, so you don't have to worry about it."

The daughter is not there?

Who is that girl on the second floor?I didn't see her in the circle of masters downstairs. Why did she sit on the window sill of the last room on the left hand side of the second floor?

Xia Yu was lost in thought.

The able men and strangers were divided into two waves. The hostess ordered the servants to lead the others around, and she led them upstairs herself.

After class on the second floor, she turned left first and walked all the way in along the corridor.

The magnificent scenery of the corridor shone on the floor, and the sound of chaotic footsteps echoed in everyone's ears.

Three rooms left, two rooms, one room...

The woman stopped at the door of the last room: "This is it."

Xia Yu secretly asked Zhu Junyang: "Is the soundproof talisman still working?"

Zhu Junyang didn't look back, but moved his lips: "Speak."

Xia Yu said: "Isn't this the room where that girl stayed? Is that girl her daughter? If so, why did she say that her daughter is not here?"

"Go in and have a look." Zhu Junyang said.

The servant opened the door with a key, and a group of people filed in.

This is a very ordinary bedroom, and the layout inside does not tell that it is the room where the daughter of a wealthy family lives.

There is a large bed in the middle, a large wardrobe beside the bed, a desk near the window, a bookshelf next to the desk, and a bathroom of its own.

——It is exactly the same as the guest room where these guests sleep.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the quilt on the bed was very neat, as if someone had lived in it for a long time.

The woman sent someone to bring seven chairs.

Xia Yu counted, excluding her, counting the hostess, there were nine people in the room.

She must not be among the seven chairs, as for the two missing chairs...

All seven sat down, and the hostess talked with them about the scene of the play.

She was left standing, the young boy just now, and another woman who was sinister.

Xia Yu hugged the lamb and lay on top of the boss: "Fuck, that boy is also a ghost!"

Zhu Junyang nodded, looking at the surrounding environment.

There was no trace of the girl Xia Yu mentioned, but they had been living here for more than a day, and the girl might have left long ago.

Her gaze turned around, and finally stopped at the huge wardrobe.