This night, I was alone at home and had trouble sleeping.

Rong Qi came back in the early hours of the morning. He seemed afraid of waking me up and packed things lightly.

But I still woke up.

"Returned, how was last night?"

Rong Qi turned around, the living room was not turned on, and it was all gray. I looked at him like this and asked.

"Yan Xiaoxiao's forearm was broken, and there was a partial contusion. The doctor asked her to stay in the hospital for a few days. She didn't have any relatives or friends here. I had to go to accompany her. It's not convenient for her to do anything with her arm now."

"This way."

I opened my mouth and said, "If you have any help, remember to tell me."

"Small problem, I can cope with it. You are at home alone, take care of yourself."

"Ok."

I nodded and Rong Qi left.

Looking at the re-closed door panel, I felt inexplicably bad again.

Su Miao'er, what confused medicine have you taken these days? It's too late to regret it now. Rong Qi, do you want it or not? Do you want to marry one? Maybe you won't have a future body with you.

I looked up, a complex silence in my heart.

After dawn, I wanted to see Yan Xiaoxiao's injury, but I thought Rong Qi was taking care of it. I couldn't raise the courage, so I hurried to the school to make myself look busy.

Rong Qi was in the hospital, except for occasionally making a phone call, we had never seen it.

Back in the empty house, I was used to Rong Qi’s sloppy and crooked housework, and the housework he took care of. I suddenly lost him, and I felt the inconvenience I had never had before.

Never found that the house could be so messy.

Never found out, why is takeout so bad...

Especially when it was dark, I wondered if he would come back, and then waited, but I couldn't wait.

So I don't like to go home anymore. Sometimes I watched on the school playground and the freshmen played football enthusiastically. One was just one afternoon.

"Classmate, you have watched the ball for a long time. Does the team have your boyfriend?"

"Ah, no, no..."

I run away.

When a person came home, it was already evening. When I walked downstairs to the trash can, I suddenly heard a strange creak in the corner.

I glanced sideways.

Seeing the corner, a few adult stray dogs, fiercely surrounded by a little gray dog ​​of several months old, with fangs and teeth, scared that little gray dog, shaking all over, all standing fast Too.

Although I am not a dog lover, there is at least some sympathy.

Especially when I am bored and have nothing to do.

So I took an old hen's feeding posture and rushed down. A few half-big stray dogs ran away with their tails in shock.

The bully greyhound is about to run.

I was pulled back and smiled: "Don't go away, it's so miserable to be bullied by family members, good luck, my sister, I'm empty and lonely recently, come with me."

The little greyhound squealed helplessly, believing it was a rebellion.

When I got home, I took out the sausages in the refrigerator, only to realize that the little guy was hungry, whimpered and ate a lot, and kept shaking my tail.

The dog is simple, and the food is good.

"Do you know that I am a good person? Do you want to stay with me?" I asked with a satisfied smile.

The little grey dog ​​immediately shook his tail cheerfully.

"Look, you're dirty. If you stay with me like this, it won't work."

Anyway, I had nothing to do tonight. After eating, I thought about it and found a big pot for him. After half an hour, I dried my hair and a light gray, cute puppy was born.

In this empty room, there was finally another life, and the little greyhound was also particularly lively and smart. After mixing with me, all kinds of slapsticks were ridiculed.

We both watch TV and play, and it's getting late soon.

I went to bed around ten o'clock, and the little grey dog ​​was sleeping on the blanket beside my bed.

But tonight, when I slept until midnight, I was suddenly awakened by a ring of bells. I opened my eyes and thought I had auditory hallucinations, but the door bell at the door was still ringing.

I looked at my watch.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, who would come?

Because of the last time I simulated the doll, I was particularly sensitive to the thing that rings the doorbell at midnight.

I woke up with a shock.

The little greyhound under his feet was also awakened, but it began to paw anxiously.

The room was dark and quiet.

Only the doorbell at the door rang, one after another, my heart began to beat inexplicably quickly, but I also knew.

If it is really something that is not clean, it is not a way to sit and wait like this.

So I had to fish out the waterproof bag that hadn't been touched in a long time, and I pulled out two of the evil spirits inside, and a handful of **** beans.

General ghosts are more afraid of these.

I got up lightly and then deliberately shut the little greyhound in the bedroom, because I knew that the dog might be more sensitive to that kind of thing.

So as to avoid any trouble.

When I walked to the door with bare feet, through the cat's eyes on the door, I saw that the voice-activated light at the door was on.

And standing in front of our house is an old lady with white hair.

I happened to know this old lady, that is, grandmother Zhang upstairs. Because she was old, she often couldn't remember how many floors she lived in and walked to my doorstep.

Once I was kind enough to personally send her upstairs.

Later, from time to time, it was known from the neighbor's mouth that Grandma Zhang came from the country and was very disgusted by his wife. Every time she would shout and scold, and she carried a vegetable basket all day long.

Cook with children.

Legs and feet are inconvenient, and sometimes even the stairs cannot be climbed, so I have to climb one floor to rest, so many people in this building know this old lady.

Is it because of the wrong way today?

I was suspicious in my heart, but it's not right. The time is now two o'clock in the morning and everyone is sleeping. What does the old lady do to go out?

I always felt something was wrong, but I couldn't tell.

Outside the door, the doorbell still sounded one after another, and the grandmother did not seem to be in a hurry, so she quietly pressed the doorbell and waited for the door to open.

I was more suspicious in my heart.

Finally, I took a deep breath and finally pressed the door handle slowly.

When the door opened, a cold breath came across me. As an exorcist, of course I knew that this was the yin of the dead.

"Grandma Zhang."

I called out expressionlessly.

Except for the cat's eyes, I looked at Grandma Zhang so intuitively. I really found her face was pale, a pair of eyes with droopy eyes that had never been seen before.

It didn't look muddy anymore, it was blank, breathless.

The whole person looked gloomy, but it was also ethereal.

I didn't look at her feet, but I knew that her feet must not be standing on the ground, but floating on tiptoe.

"...Did you find the wrong door again? Your son, daughter-in-law, and little grandson live upstairs..." I still reminded me expressionlessly.

She is no longer human and naturally does not need my usual peace and beauty.

Ghosts, if you have too close contact with her, you will only cause trouble.

In fact, the ghost of this grandmother does not necessarily know that she is dead. Often, the soul of the dead person and the things he does are all obsessions in his lifetime.

When the obsession is gone, she will return to the land.

"Oh, sorry... little girl, you are a good person."

Grandma Zhang nodded stunnedly, her white hair, slightly messy.

Because before, I helped her up the stairs, so she always thought I was a good person, and then turned around deadly, and went upstairs in a float.

I watched her go upstairs, before I was relieved and quickly closed the door again.

As an exorcist, I have seen more than one grandma, so I didn’t scare me. I quickly returned to the bedroom.

Only when I opened the bedroom door, the little grey dog ​​suddenly came out.

Facing the door, there was a bark.

It seems to have sensed something very dangerous, snarling his teeth, screaming constantly, small body, and still protecting me behind him. Has it recognized me as the master?

At the same time, I suddenly felt that behind me, there was a kind of ghostly spirit, accompanied by a chilling feeling, I stood still at the door of the bedroom.

Is Grandma Zhang back?

but……

"Wang Wang Wang..."

The little greyhound was vigilant, and even the trembling bark continued.

As the owner, I had to look back, and this one, almost didn't make me take a breath, and felt the pores all over my body stood up at this moment.

Because in front of our house, two ghosts were standing in black and white.

Especially the ghost in a white mourning suit, with a long scarlet tongue almost dangling to the belly button, with a pointed hat on his head, holding a crying wand.

In the other black mourning suit, he held a thick and long iron chain in his hand.

Under their feet, there were constant ghosts overflowing.

Even if it is a fool, I am afraid that the origin of these two is the ghost of the underworld, black impermanence and white impermanence.

I grew up listening to my uncles telling these stories. I naturally know that the black and white and haphazard places come and go.

It's just that they come to hook their soul and pull their soul.

Is it mine?

I am Su Miaoer so young, Yangshou still has a lot.

"Hum...the captured soul, can it still be run? Recently, the new batch of vagrant people are all unable to make wine bags, so you and my brother are walking..."

"What's wrong with Brother Bai, anyway, business trips are also incidental... Hey, this little girl seems to be able to see us?"

The lazy black impermanence suddenly fixed my eyes on me.

My body stood upright, and there was a fierce stretch, and then I reacted instantly. My uncle said, Yin and Yang seem to be connected, but ordinary people can't spy.

If the ghosts in the underworld are occasionally seen, mortals who can spy on the yin and yang have the right to catch them to the capital and completely wipe them out.

Therefore, people with yin and yang eyes may seem to be a blessing, but they are also a disaster.

It's just that I grew up so that I can see the ghost at most, where have I seen any shady, black and white impermanence, and today I really have lost my success.

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