The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

There was the sound of rustling water in the bathroom.

Xia Yu was fortunate enough to go to the hotel with the boss for the third time to watch her take a bath, her heart was no longer fluctuating, and she even wanted to laugh a little.

The cemetery has been abandoned for a long time with the relocation of the surrounding residents, and the only water source nearby is the stinky ditch.

They are trapped in the painting. Naturally, there is no water in the painting. If we want to simulate water, we must use real water as a medium.

Having said so much, it is actually easy to understand: the pool they jumped into is this stinky ditch.

Xia Yu said that she still accepted it well, after all, her clothes and hair were not wet after she went down, and she didn't get a drop of water on her body.

But Zhu Junyang was very bad. She not only came out of the water dripping wet, but also drank several sips of water because of some people's yelling.

So by now, she's been in the bathroom for two hours and intends to stay another two hours.

Xia Yu rolled around on the bed in the hotel, the little guy fell asleep next to the pillow, she lay on the bed and poked it a few times, but didn't wake it up, and suddenly felt bored.

Then she noticed Zhu Junyang's mobile phone on the table.

A silver, small mobile phone with a miniature version of the yellow symbol key chain.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she stretched out her claws on the innocent mobile phone.

The second she touched the phone screen, a strong electric current passed from the key chain along the phone screen to her hand.

A piercing electric current sounded, Xia Yu's hand seemed to be glued to the screen, forced to bear the full current, and was so shocked that he rolled his eyes.

The little guy was woken abruptly by the noise, stared dumbfounded at the twitching figure on the floor, and let out a "wow".

It took about a full minute before the current stopped. Xia Yu exhaled a puff of gray smoke, and slowly fell to the floor.

When Zhu Junyang came out wearing a bath towel and smelling of disinfectant, what he saw was Xia Yu lying on the ground with a stiff body and weeping silently.

Her mobile phone lay quietly on the ground not far from Xia Yu.

People get stolen goods.

She immediately understood what had happened here, and she walked over and bent over to pick up her cell phone, squatting in front of Xia Yu and shaking it twice: "What are you trying to peek at with my cell phone? Hmm? "

Xia Yu wept silently, and gestured to her pitifully with his eyes.

Zhu Junyang couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to knock her on the head.

The transparent confinement on his body began to loosen, and then disappeared completely.Xia Yu organized himself into a group, and said aggrievedly: "I just want to use your mobile phone to go online QAQ."

Zhu Junyang took out a towel to wipe his hair, and said while wiping, "Where's your cell phone?"

Xia Yu took out her cell phone from her pocket: "It's flooded, wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow , it's in water."

I saw that the glass of the mobile phone screen had turned into color, no matter how she pressed it, there was no response.

Xia Yudao: "No ghost would know that it's all mine, and the clothes don't get wet, why does the phone have such a personality QAQ?"

Zhu Junyang stretched out his hand and flicked the phone twice, then threw the phone to her directly.

Xia Yu didn't dare to answer.

So the poor phone fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhu Junyang: "..."

Xia Yu: "..."

Zhu Junyang: "..."

Xia Yu: "If you have something to say, discuss it carefully, don't just play with fire!!"

Zhu Junyang played with the little flame in his hand, and nodded to the mobile phone on the floor: "Go, pick it up and see if it's broken."

Xia Yu shrugged her shoulders and muttered as she walked, "I didn't answer the call on purpose just now... It was because the phone call made me psychologically disturbed... I didn't dare to reach out..."

Zhu Junyang said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, whatever the phone has become, I will make you become what it is."

Xia Yu, who walked to the front of the phone, was so weak that he almost knelt down.

A long crack had appeared on the originally intact screen of the mobile phone. It continued from the upper left corner of the mobile phone to the upper middle of the right side, obliquely occupying half of the screen.

Xia Yu picked up the phone with trembling hands, moved it back to Zhu Junyang step by step, and offered the broken phone with both hands: "Boss...Actually, this phone...can still be used..."

Zhu Junyang looked at her expressionlessly.

Xia Yu: "Sui... Sui Sui is safe!"

Zhu Junyang remained expressionless.

Xia Yu was so frightened that she wished she could kill herself on the spot to avoid future troubles.

Zhu Junyang let out a long sigh: "The phone is two thousand."

"Huh?" Xia Yu belatedly realized that the boss meant to make her lose money.

She immediately cheered up, and replied loudly: "Don't worry, you! When I return to my body, I will definitely give you a better one!"

Zhu Junyang gave her a blank look: "Password 0923, go and play by yourself."

Xia Yu raised her hands and cheered: "Thank you, big brother!"

In order to prevent Zhu Junyang from regretting it temporarily, Xia Yu moved the phone to the farthest corner of the room from her, squatted on the ground with a pious heart, and turned on the phone screen.

The lock screen is a map of the starry sky, and it looks like the system comes with it.

Xia Yu entered 0923 in the password field, and the lock opened, revealing the same desktop pattern as the lock screen.

"Hey -- let's talk about the boss..." She looked up at Zhu Junyang, "Is this password a special day? Your birthday?"

Zhu Junyang paused as he wiped his hair, and asked back, "Xia Xiaoyu, have you learned all this for nothing? September 23 is the autumnal equinox."

Xia Yu: "...pretend I didn't ask."

The software on the desktop of the mobile phone is also pitiful. She only saw a Qiuqiu, a WeChat, and a Weibo, and the rest are some software that comes with the system.

Buying a mobile phone for two thousand to play social software is simply wasteful...

She didn't rummage through personal things like text messages, she had her own autumn and autumn first.

Then she found that it was still the state of an X-me online.It turned out that I used someone else's mobile phone to go online, and I used the network of the underworld, and I could only chat with the dead.

A profile picture named San Jin or Cheng Xin flickered a few times, Xia Yu clicked on it, and the opposite was a message from half a month ago: Xia Yu?Have you escaped danger yet?

It's Kong Lingxin.

The boy who confessed to her, said that he wanted to meet her, and immediately fell in love when he heard her say that he was arrested and made alchemy.

It's rare that he can still think of the self he once confessed to.

Xia Yu chose to go offline immediately, not seeing anything.

After quitting Qiuqiu, she clicked on Weibo.

The Weibo in the Underworld is not much different from the Yangjian. The homepage automatically pushes a Weibo of a star who has been dead for several years, complaining that he cannot see the sun, his skin has become paler, and there are tens of thousands of reposted comments.

It seems that there are still many ghost mouths in the underworld...

The people she pays attention to are all living people, so naturally they can't be brought into the network of the underworld, so they have nothing to do and don't know what to watch.

With the idea of ​​casual shopping, she clicked on Hot.

The number one video is a video, and the people commenting below are betting that the person in the video has a dead face, betting that he will die in a few days.

To be honest, this kind of Weibo is a bit scary for an ordinary female high school student.But Xia Yu couldn't hold back her inner curiosity, so she clicked on the video cheaply.

It was edited from a piece of news. She was familiar with the two hosts. They were seen on the news broadcast every day, and they were still alive in reality.

Are those netizens talking about them?Are the two of them dying?

News reports of a massive fire in Syracuse, a funeral home on the outskirts of the fire site.

Syracuse, suburbs, funeral homes.

Familiar words came into her eyes, she couldn't help holding her breath, and listened carefully to what the hostess said next.

"The fire broke out in the afternoon and caused significant damage to the building of the funeral home. Fortunately, an employee of the entire funeral home was slightly injured. The cause of the fire is still under investigation. Please see the detailed report below."

As soon as the scene in the video changed, the location reporter held a microphone and stood in front of the funeral parlor whose walls were dark and beyond recognition.

"I'm in the funeral home in Syracuse right now. We had the honor to invite director Zhang of the funeral home to give a detailed explanation of the accident."

Xia Yu double-clicked the screen twice to pause the video.

Syracuse Funeral Home...

Wang Sixu, Yu Hang, Zhou Yilin, the spirit behind everyone in the funeral home, the deal made by the curator Zhang, and Zhu Junyang's saying that good and evil will eventually be rewarded.

Is this the retribution of everyone in the funeral home?But this fire doesn't make any sense...

It's useless to think about it too much, and the reason for stopping the video is to let her prepare herself mentally, in case she is scared by the curator Zhang who is carrying Wang Sixu behind his back.

However, who is not as good as God, just clicked on the video, and the second Curator Zhang came out, she couldn't help but uttered the sentence "Fuck", and sat down on the ground.

Zhu Junyang asked: "What are you looking at? Are you so scared?"

Xia Yu quickly brought the phone in front of her: "Look who this is!!"

Zhu Junyang lowered his head and saw Director Zhang's old face on the screen: "What kind of curator is that? But his face is a bit strange... His face is full of death, and Yintang is full of blood. A normal person must have died long ago... ..."

It turned out that everyone on Weibo was betting on him.

Xia Yu glanced at herself again, showing an expression of disbelief, and said, "You may not believe it, but what I saw...was Wang Sixu..."

In his eyes, the person whose appearance is exactly the same as Wang Sixu is talking in front of the camera, his mouth opens and closes, but what comes out is the voice of a middle-aged man.

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhu Junyang said, "It should be that they have already begun to retaliate. It doesn't matter whether Director Zhang is dead or not. Anyway, his body has already been taken, and there is no place to go back." gone."

"Has everyone in the funeral home...become like this?"

Zhu Junyang shook his head: "Impossible, many employees didn't directly participate at all, they just took dirty money, and after being frightened, nothing happened."

Xia Yu calmed down a little.

Zhu Junyang said again: "Speaking of the funeral home, I don't know what happened to the little security guard with a pure Yang body..."

The author has something to say: Me!The application for the list was successful! !Happily spinning and jumping with eyes closed! !

Although the number of people watching has increased... But I am a little more worried about gains and losses...

After all, my writing skills are limited, and my writing is average. I'm especially afraid that you don't like this kind of plot...

The red envelopes are still dropped by the cuties with the top five comments in this chapter, but I guess it’s not enough to make up five...