I nodded in understanding. www.biquge.info Perhaps, in this world, there are many unknown forces that we cannot understand with normal thinking, but this does not mean that these unknown forces do not exist. Humans have always been suspicious of the unknown, or outright despise the existence of these forces. From ancient times to the present, unknown events have happened all the time, whether it is a miracle or a death, no matter which one it is, it is a manifestation of an unknown force. Sometimes I wonder if the emergence of human beings is the most successful manifestation of the unknown.

The two of us sat face to face like children, talking. I can't remember exactly what we talked about, but I talked freely and said everything. Most of the time, Bai Xuanzhi just listened to me quietly, either snorting softly or nodding lowly. He had a smile on his face from beginning to end, a faint smile, and a very relaxed appearance. With him by my side, I felt inexplicably at ease. Outside the window, though, the howling of the wind, mixed with the rustle of leaves and the cacophony of sliding through the glass. But it didn't affect my mood in the slightest. In the end, there is still a reason why he is there.

Before I knew it, the sky was bright. The curtains revealed a drowning glimmer, like the bright moon shining into the house. I looked up at the clock ticking on the wall, it was already 6 o'clock, and time flew by in the middle of the conversation. I saw him get up, stretch his waist, move his limbs, twist his neck, and let the blood in his body regain comfort. What does it mean that I feel a little bit of loss in my heart? It's just that in retrospect, what I look forward to in my heart may be this moment when the second freezes. But at the time, I didn't know why I had such awkward emotions, I just thought that I was experiencing these irritability because of lack of sleep.

There was a soft knock on the door. Bai Xuanzhi walked over and opened the door. Standing at the door were Zhang Lin and Lin Yao, looking at their appearance, they had already finished grooming. I scrambled out of bed, washed up, and changed my clothes. By the time we sat in the car, it was half an hour later.

Along the way, there was silence in the car, and everyone had their own thoughts. Luckily, there were no obstacles on the way. When I think about yesterday's accident, my heart jumps. The car was parked on the side of the road, and there was a narrow path in front of it, and the car could not pass. There was no other way but to get out of the car and walk away.

Lin Yao led the way, and Zhang Lin followed closely behind. Fortunately, Bai Xuanzhi and I are relatively thin, and there is no problem for the two of us to walk side by side. Pinghe Village is a small village, with a population of less than 200 people, and most of the families have moved out, leaving empty houses, all of which are old-fashioned houses made of red brick roofs and stone blocks at a glance. A few dead trees grew in the cracks, and the wind howled and was lonely. Presumably, the dwellings in that area are empty. Not far ahead, a few houses loomed on the ground, with a little flash, and it was obvious that those houses were inhabited. I looked around, inside and out. The village is not very big, and it always feels like it is over in a few steps. The old house of the ancient road is an authentic rural area. There was a foul smell coming from the land, which was animal excrement. Bypassing the "mines" on the ground, we continued on our way. After a while, Lin Yao opened his mouth and said to us: "We have arrived!" I raised my head slightly, taken aback, I didn't expect that this was a two-story building, with a large courtyard in front, and the main building was red bricks and green tiles, but judging from the many dead grass and broken stems on the corrugated, it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for a long time. Standing in front of this old mansion, there is always an eerie feeling. It's so sluggish that a hint of coolness oozes from every pore. The first thing I felt about this old house was that there was no trace of life, in other words, lifeless.

I pushed the courtyard door, and it was locked. Lin Yao shouted inside, "Is there anyone in the house?" we are the police, and we are the ...... who came to investigate the situation, but there was no reply. There was silence all around. Lin Yao couldn't help but change his face, "There's no reason, the door was still open when we came last night, who locked the door?" After speaking, he slapped the wooden door hard, and the knock was very loud, but no one came out.

Zhang Lin leaned over and looked through the crack in the door, "I see that there is no one inside, there is no one in the figure, so let's just go over the wall." Lin Yao nodded in agreement. Fortunately, this wall is not very high, probably higher than Zhang Lin's head, and it is not difficult to climb over it. Zhang Lin definitely climbed over the fence, opened the wooden door, and let us in.

These movements attracted the nearby villagers, who flocked to the door without any scruples, poked their heads out, and all came to join in the fun. But none of them dared to set foot at the gate of the hospital, but just huddled outside the door and watched curiously. One of the women opened her throat and shouted at us, "Be careful, there are ghosts in this house." As soon as the words fell, Lin Yao turned around and replied impatiently: "There are ghosts?" I want to see what the ghosts look like." As if in anger, he kicked the door open and walked in without looking back. Zhang Lin made a gesture to us behind him, signaling that he would go in first, and let us follow closely behind him. He always puts us first wherever and whenever he wants. Unhurriedly, he pulled out his pistol, cautiously probed into the environment, and then slowly walked in. At this time, Lin Yao had already gone up to the second floor, and somehow, his temper suddenly came up, and he acted alone. Could it be that we did something to upset him?

As soon as I walked into the house, there were large and small plastic bags of different colors piled up all over the place, some of which were opened, and the clothes inside fell out and slipped to the ground. I have to say that the number of plastic bags piled up here is amazing, and there is no extra space to walk, so I can only slowly move some relatively small plastic bags and walk forward step by step.

Somehow, Bug in this room was a little familiar, obviously it was my first time here, but the sense of déjà vu lingered. I felt a chill coming from all directions, and I couldn't help but shudder. At this moment, a gunshot rang out from the second floor, and then Lin Yao's roar was heard: "Who is it? Who is pretending to be a ghost, and Lao Tzu will collapse you if you don't come out again." "We thought it was too unusual and hurried upstairs.

When I arrived on the first and second floors, I saw Lin Yao holding a pistol at an old-fashioned gramophone, his hands trembling a little, and the whole person was frightened. Perhaps to embolden himself, he straightened up and howled at the old gramophone.