Huang Qiubo sighed heavily as he spoke, his face was full of sympathy, and he glanced out of the door, as if he was looking at the old man Zhang who was collecting garbage, and sighed and said: "Since then, there seems to be something wrong with the spirit of the old man Zhang, and he has been stunned all day long, and others have not responded to him for a long time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Grandson?" asked Ming Chuan with a deep groan, "How old was his grandson when he died?"

"It's said to be eight or nine years old. Huang Qiubo walked to the door, stood with Ming Chuan, stared at the overgrown flower bed at the door, and shook his head slightly, "That kid used to follow Old Man Zhang every day, and I have also seen it, very well-behaved, thin and pitiful." He said he was eight or nine years old, but he didn't look as tall as a six-year-old. ”

Ming Chuan remembered the skinny little imp who was following the old man.

Is it his grandson?

So don't feel malicious?

I raised my hand and touched my chin, and I always felt that something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Huang Qiubo couldn't help but ask when he saw that Ming Chuan was speechless for a long time.

"Nothing. Ming Chuan shook his head, snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash, and said casually, "It's just that I didn't expect such a poor person in this world." ”

"Hey, hey. Huang Qiubo laughed twice and said, "That's what you didn't meet." I used to work in the towns and villages for a few years, and there were many remote villages with poverty and misery that people in the city could not imagine. Even so, their days have to be taken care of. ”

The two chatted casually, and Mingchuan excused himself to say that there was still something to do, so he took his leave.

Walking into the narrow alley, you can only hear bursts of sharp cicadas all around, which makes people feel irritated when they listen to it.

"Your Excellency. Shadow Lan said suddenly, "You seem worried. It could feel Mingchuan's emotions, but it didn't know what he was worried about.

"That little ghost, it looks a little different from before, and I'm afraid it's going to turn into a ghost. Ming Chuan confessed his concerns.

Although it is very unlikely that a child's ghost will become a ghost, it cannot be ruled out.

It's just that he can't figure out what kind of obsession that little ghost will have.

Worried about his grandfather alone, indignant at his own death, and always feeling that these are not problems that a young ghost of that age can take into account. But he can't say for sure, after all, his own childhood was different from everyone else's, and he couldn't figure out the thoughts of ordinary children.

So, he hates children.

Ying Lan was silent for a moment, and only after a while did he speak, "My lord, that old man is dying. ”

"What?" Ming Chuan was taken aback, "What's going on?" Could it be that the little ghost has been transformed?

"Yangshou is almost here. Ying Lan replied, "I smell the 'dead air' on his body, and I guess there are only a few days left." ”

"You can smell this too?" Ming Chuan was the first time he heard Ying Lan mention this kind of thing, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"People like this who die because of the exhaustion of their yang life can smell it. "Death by accident is not good. ”

"Why haven't I heard you say it before?" asked Ming Chuan unhappily.

"You didn't ask. Ying Lan said he was innocent.

Ming Chuan had to admit that he really didn't ask similar questions.

But in this way, he doesn't need to interfere with the problem of the little ghost. Presumably, as long as Old Man Zhang dies, the little ghost will spontaneously leave after there is no bond.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked listlessly out of the alley and into the bustling street, and his ears were suddenly filled with all kinds of sounds, which seemed to be very lively.

Ming Chuan didn't attract anyone's attention, and walked through the crowd carelessly.

Because of the nature of his work, he rarely goes to this kind of downtown area, and occasionally walks around, which is quite fresh.

From the materials scanned in the archives before, it is known that this side is close to the west of S City, and it was originally the earliest city center. However, due to various reasons such as urban development, the city center gradually moved eastward, and it became the so-called old town.

He remembers saying that the geology was not suitable for tall buildings or for large-scale development. So only to expand to the east.

Although the city center has moved eastward, there is the largest market and small commodity wholesale market in S City, which is not only a source of goods for local vendors, but also attracts vendors from many surrounding cities to come and buy wholesale. So there is only a lot more foot traffic than in the new city center.

While strolling around casually, Ming Chuan recalled in his mind the text information he had seen before, and compared the content introduced in the materials with the actual situation one by one.

There's nothing suspicious.

After shopping for most of the day, Mingchuan only came to such a conclusion.

As a result, he was even more confused.

Could it be that I was wrong? Is it really a coincidence that the vision that happened in the archives in the past two days is really just a coincidence?

No.

If the last time the wind blew the pages of a book was just a coincidence, today it cannot be equated with a coincidence. Well-placed folders don't fall out of the filing cabinet for no reason, there must be something going on in the dark.

Could it be that he was wrong? The problem that the other party wants to perceive is not the old town itself, but something else?

Scratching his hair, Mingchuan reached into his pocket and was about to take out his mobile phone, but he touched another person's hand.

The perennial vigilance made Ming Chuan immediately understand what was going on.

He didn't say anything, he grabbed the hand tightly and pulled it forward, and a young man was dragged in front of him.

The man was caught stealing, and there was a panicked look on his face, but soon panic was replaced by pain.

"Ouch, it's broken. The man bared his teeth and wailed, but his other hand was making small movements in secret.

Ming Chuan didn't let go, snorted coldly, and twisted the other party's arm back.

The man wailed as he raised his other arm towards Mingchuan.

A silver light flashed in front of him, Ming Chuan turned around to dodge, still did not let go of the other party, grabbed the other party's wrist and turned around, pulling the person in place and turning around, and the arm he was holding bent around his back into an exaggerated arc.

The man screamed in pain, causing onlookers from the people around him.

Ming Chuan knew that most of this kind of thief had accomplices around him, and he didn't want to cause too much trouble, so he let go and kicked the other party in the ass, causing him to crash into a stall on the side of the road, which immediately attracted a burst of scolding.

Ming Chuan took the opportunity to shout: "Catch the thief!"

Presumably the young man was a repeat offender, and was immediately identified and shouted, "This guy is a thief!"

Then I heard angry scolding, mixed with some shouting, and the onlookers crowded into a ball, watching the play, hugging each other, and taking pictures......

Ming Chuan took advantage of the chaos and retreated into the crowd, leaving the chaotic scene like no one. (To be continued.) )