After a quarter of an hour, when nothing was unusual, I looked back at Azan Songlin sitting on the bed, and wondered if it didn't work? I pretended to go to the toilet, went out to the living room, the bathroom is not far from the master bedroom, I tiptoed to the master bedroom, close to the door just about to eavesdrop, suddenly the bedroom door was opened, I want to run now It's too late, but I have to go far, I can't stand at the door of someone's bedroom, otherwise Mr. Liang thinks we are robbers.

Mr. Liang stood upright in the room, I took a few steps and looked back at him, Mr. Liang slowly walked out of the room, sat in the living room and sat on the sofa, looking at the position of the TV wall in front of him. I thought to myself, is this sleepwalking? Quietly approaching to look, I didn't make a sound, afraid that if he was really sleepwalking, it would be bad to wake him up. Mr. Liang sat for a few minutes, began to shake his head, as if against something, and then leaned back, as if to dodge, and then shook from side to side, tossing and turning for about ten minutes before standing up, slowly returning to the bedroom and closing the door.

"What's going on?" I whispered, and as soon as the words fell, I heard Mr. Liang's shouting from the master bedroom, I hurriedly pushed the door in, and Mr. Liang was rushing to the door, we both hit each other hard, my nose was about to break, and it was very sore.

Mr. Liang ignored me at all, grabbed the road and fled, I chased to the gate behind, Mr. Liang had to open the door and go out, Mr. Jin and I dragged Mr. Liang back together, in the living room, Mr. Liang still shouted: "It has nothing to do with me, you are going to die by yourself, don't come to me, don't come!"

I asked, "Who is coming to you?"

Mr. Liang slashed his hands indiscriminately: "It's you who want to die, I didn't force you, I didn't force ......you, I didn't force you" At this time, Azan Song Lin came out of the north bedroom and opened the hall of the living room. It took a few more minutes for Mr. Liang to return to normal, his eyes wider than a cow's, and his whole body trembling. Let him sit on the couch, and I ask you what's going on, who is going to die himself. Mr. Liang looked at us, seemed to come back to his senses, and hurriedly said that it was okay, and he had a nightmare just now.

Mr. Jin said: "Forget it, just now you came out to sleepwalk, sitting on the sofa and moving back and forth, you can scare people to death!

"No, no," Mr. Liang denied, "I—I used to have sleepwalking, when I was a teenager. "I said you were yelling in the bedroom and rushing out of the door, saying something like, "You are going to die, I didn't force you." Mr. Liang explained that he had a nightmare that his wife was going to commit suicide again, or that he forced it. He would have this kind of nightmare every ten days and half a month, and he also had it when he was in his new home a while ago, and he was planning to go to the hospital in a few days and prescribe some sedative medicine.

I admire Mr. Liang's ability to lie, not only quickly, but also without blinking. I said let's go back to sleep, you're scary, you'd better lock the bedroom door so we don't get scared again.

The next day, we all got up and left the community to have breakfast at the restaurant, and Mr. Liang asked us if we were satisfied, when we could pay, and if we could give a small discount if we were in full. I shook my head: "Your performance last night was suspicious, sleepwalking and nightmarish madness, who knows what's going on." ”

Mr. Jin also said: "Yes, yes, it seems that those rumors are not entirely nonsense. Mr. Liang swore that it was his own reason, and it had nothing to do with the house, and he didn't sleepwalk often, really. I thought about it and said why don't we stay for another night tonight and see if it's your reason or the house, Mr. Liang nodded again and again.

The three of us continued to sleep in Mr. Liang's house that night. At midnight, Azan Song Lin cast a spell again, and as expected, Mr. Liang bumped into Ms. Gu's ghost in the bedroom again, and almost jumped off the building. This time I had experience, and I used my mobile phone to record the whole process, and Mr. Liang was lying on the sofa, still trembling: "It's true, I didn't force you, and I didn't know that you would commit suicide...... I really don't know...... Give child support, I'll really give!"

"What the hell is going on?" asked Mr. Jin and I while the iron was hot.

Mr. Liang cried: "My wife committed suicide by gas poisoning, she was asking me for alimony for my daughter, and if she didn't agree, she would pester me every night, telling me to jump off the building sooner or later and go to the underworld to find her!"

Mr. Jin asked, "Where did your wife die?"

"It's ...... in this living room," Mr. Liang looked dazed. I asked you didn't you say that she died in the countryside, and Mr. Liang cried whining, saying that he would die on the spot, and he would go back to the countryside. I sighed and said that you should hurry up and pay your daughter a lump sum of support, otherwise your wife's ghost will haunt you again, and maybe you will be able to hang yourself in the middle of the night. Mr. Liang was so frightened by these words that he immediately took out his mobile phone, called Ms. Gu's father, asked him for his bank card number, and now used the computer to send money.

Ms. Gu's father was woken up and was still a little confused, Mr. Liang repeated it loudly several times before Ms. Gu's father came back to his senses and hurriedly sent him the bank card information by text message. Mr. Liang trembled, saying that he had to find a computer to transfer money, and Mr. Jin and I helped Mr. Liang downstairs to find a 24-hour Internet café, his keychain had a good KEY, and now he downloaded the professional version of online banking, and then plugged in the small USB flash drive given by the bank, and transferred 500,000 yuan to Ms. Gu's father's bank card.

Mr. Jin and I watched from the side, I was embarrassed to use my mobile phone to record again, but I wondered if he would regret it afterwards? What if he really regretted it then? After the transfer, we helped Mr. Liang home, but he didn't go back, saying that he wanted to go back to his new home, and we couldn't force him, so we called a taxi for Mr. Liang and separated.

As soon as Mr. Liang left, we immediately called to meet Mr. Gu, who held my hand and Mr. Jin and thanked him repeatedly. I said that Mr. Jin's matter was settled, and he could go back to work and life with peace of mind, and you and Ms. Gu also got their wish, and my business was successfully completed. Mr. Jin paid me a deposit of 10,000 yuan before, a total of 30,000 yuan, and you can see who pays the remaining 20,000 yuan.

Mr. Jin hesitated, and Mr. Gu hurriedly said that they would give it all, and called a taxi to take me and Mr. Jin to his house. After talking about the whole story, Mr. Gu said: "Tomorrow morning, I will take Bei Bei to Shanghai, to the big hospital where my sister went before, to apply for treatment of her mild mental retardation, and then pay all the 150,000 yuan for the preliminary treatment." Even if the surname Liang repents in the future, the money will not come back, and the love will be as it is!"