"Xie Jiuli ......"

Xie Jiuli was with Qian Qian and Mo Tutu at this time, and was sitting in the living room preparing to call the police in the afternoon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info As a result, the bell rang suddenly, and it looked like it was Wei Xiaoan calling. Xie Jiuli connected the mobile phone, and when he heard it, it was Wei Xiaoan's weak voice.

Xie Jiuli immediately blew up, "Damn, Wei Xiaoan, what's wrong with you?

Xie Jiuli's voice comparable to Mo Tutu shook Wei Xiaoan's ears through the mobile phone. He couldn't help but take the phone away from his head, and only took it back after Xie Jiuli's voice disappeared in the earpiece, and then said, "I wasn't beaten." But now there is a ...... Well, how to put it, a question. ”

Xie Jiuli was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "What's the problem?"

Wei Xiaoan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said, "I'll give you an address, you can take notes." Then, you're all going to come here. ”

When Xie Jiuli heard this, he frowned and said, "Wei Xiaoan, is there someone by your side? Are you being controlled? Don't be afraid, we are here to save you!"

"......" Wei Xiaoan was speechless for a while holding his mobile phone, so he had to say: "Save a yarn!" Don't guess and make Tutu worry. I can't say a word or two on the phone, but you'll know when you come. ”

Wei Xiaoan hung up the phone, looked at the woman and asked, "What's your name?"

The woman thought about it, shook her head in confusion, and said, "I don't know. ”

Wei Xiaoan asked all the questions he could, and found that this woman seemed to have forgotten who she was, where she came from, and didn't even know who she was looking for.

"All I know," she said...... I'm looking for someone, and only a grave keeper can help me. As for who told her that the grave keeper could help her, she seemed to have forgotten.

Monk Wei Xiao'an's second zhang was at a loss, so he had to look forward to what Xie Jiuli would ask after they came. Although he felt that the danger factor brought by calling Xie Jiuli and them rashly like this was not low, but when he thought of Qian Ji and Mo Tutu, he felt that it seemed that this was not a dangerous thing.

After all, even Wei Xiaoan, a straight man who is bent on Mo Tutu, is interested in rejecting a peerless beauty...... It's still difficult.

Although this place is far away from the community where Xie Jiuli lives, after all, it is not out of City A. Xie Jiuli: They arrived more than two hours later.

Xie Jiuli was fully prepared to fight, but as soon as he entered the door, Wei Xiaoan covered his mouth and made a silent gesture. When the four of them entered the house, they found that the situation was not what Xie Jiuli had imagined before, there was no scene where Wei Xiaoan was kidnapped and couldn't stand spitting up blood.

The woman sat cross-legged on the ground, her green jade hand fluctuating back and forth on a zither, still the pathetic song that Wei Xiaoan listened to. Her movements did not pause at all, and it was clear that she had already memorized this piece after playing it many times.

Xie Jiuli saw that the woman was beautiful and white-skinned, stabbed Wei Xiao'an with an elbow, and said in a low voice: "You kid, I'll just say that you disappeared quietly, it turned out to be a private beauty!"

Wei Xiaoan glanced at him sideways, and said angrily: "I was knocked unconscious!"

"Hmph, who believes!" Without waiting for Xie Jiuli to speak, Mo Tutu spoke sourly on the side, his face was gloomy, and his tone was resentful.

Wei Xiaoan saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately explained to the three of them. Then he said, "She seems to have forgotten everything." ”

Xie Jiuli approached him and said, "I forgot everything where, don't you still remember to find someone." ”

Hearing that this beauty plays the piano well, she can't help but admire: "This appearance and this craftsmanship, it won't be a star, right?"

She looked at the woman, her brow furrowed all the time. "I can't feel the breath of this woman. ”

Xie Jiuli glanced at him, and said angrily: "If you want to be closer to others, just say it, don't make excuses for yourself, they are all men who don't understand anyone!"

Qian Ji maintained his inquiring gaze and explained to Xie Jiuli: "Even if you get closer, you can't feel the breath. ”

Mo Tutu's face was a little unsightly, and he nodded and said, "What you said is right, there is no breath." She turned her head to look at Xie Jiuli, and then said, "There is no breath of a living person!"

Xie Jiuli's eyes widened in astonishment, and he pointed at the woman before he said, "You said that he doesn't have the breath of a living person, what do you mean...... She's a ghost?"

He shook his head and replied seriously, "It's strange, it's not a ghost." ”

Wei Xiao'an also listened to their words, and also wondered: "Is it the same as you?

He then shook his head, "I don't know, the lights aren't out." ”

Xie Jiuli guessed: "Could it be that there is something wrong with the god-level detection of the wax oil lamp, so you didn't notice that something came out?" You said that the lamp has been on for tens of millions of years, maybe it should be broken when it is old......

After all, everything has a service life, and it will be broken when the day comes, not to mention that the lamp is artificially inextinguishable, even if the wick may also break down, right?

Qian Qian frowned, revealing an obviously tangled expression, obviously thinking about Xie Jiuli's words. He even felt that what Xie Jiuli said made some sense, after all, what he had been using since the first generation was normal for it to be broken now. But if it's not a problem with wax oil lamps, then how can it be explained?

This woman has no breath of a living person, and she is not a monster or a ghost. It stands to reason that if it is a dead person, then there will be more or less ghost anger on the body. However, he could not perceive anything in her.

It's like there's no one, but there's a shadow lingering.......

This kind of paradoxical thing is the first time I have encountered it.

The woman played the song back and forth several times before she stopped, her hands lightly resting on the strings, and then she looked up at them. His eyes were confused for a while, and he seemed to be trying to think for a while before he asked, "Who are you?"

"......" The four of them didn't know what to say.

"What's your name?" the woman shook her head.

"Where are you from, who are you?" the woman shook her head.

"Who are you looking for?" the woman continued to shake her head.

"Why are you looking for a grave keeper?"

"Because the grave keeper can help me find him. The woman, as before, replied crisply and neatly.

"Why can the grave keeper help you?" the woman was stunned for a moment, then shook her head again in confusion.

Xie Jiuli looked at the flawless blankness on her face, and felt that if she didn't really know, then pretending to be like this would make people unable to see it at all, and the depth of the city was really not to be underestimated.

"All I knew was that I was going to find someone and give him the instrument. The woman stroked the strings, plucked a note or two, and then continued, "I don't have much time, I must find him." ”

There is a deep obsession in the woman's eyes, but she is confused and doesn't know who. Just caressing the body back and forth, his eyes seem to be filled with a mist that can never be dissipated.