"No, that's not true. Juanya cried and shouted, the facial features on her face almost distorted, and she was overwhelmed with grief. She desperately tore Qiu Yan's shirt with her hands, and tears continued to flow down her beautiful face. "My sister is dead!, my sister is really dead!"

It turned out that the floating ghoul was her sister.

When Qiu Yan was led by her to the second floor of the hotel, she stumbled under her feet, but fortunately, he helped her in time.

Qiu Yan stood in front of the window of the room, looking at the intoxicated figure in the courtyard downstairs, Shu Ko was wearing a white silk nightdress, and she was nervous and shivered. The gentle evening breeze blew in through the window of the corridor, making every inch of skin on her face feel like being scraped, cut, and hurt by an ice blade, and finally even her heart stopped beating as if it was tightened by a tightrope.

Qiu Yan sighed secretly, and at the same time sighed for the insignificance of life, lamented the ruthlessness of nature, and lamented the fragility of life. He stroked Sanmei's cold blade in his hand, and the shadow jumped a few times as if he felt it deeply. When we face one camera after another, recording the dying and struggling life, the kind of heartfelt resonance, life is the ups and downs of stumbling, death is the quiet dust, to the dust, to the clouds.

After a moment, Qiu Yan took out the ancient jade fragment from his bosom and thought quietly.

Hu Tiansheng is also from Foshan Town and is also surnamed Hu. I always felt that her appearance was a little similar to Juanya at a certain moment. And this town is sparsely populated, although the surname Hu is a big surname here, perhaps...

Qiu Yan shook his head vigorously, deciding that even if it might be true, he would never say it. For some reason, Qiu Yan thinks that he is not a good person, but he is not a bad person, but he will pity this girl who embarrasses herself and has a headache more than once, and always feels a sense of déjà vu with the vague figure in the middle of the girl.

There was no trace of people here, as if there were only him and her in the world, he was still fascinated by the elegant and unique scenery of ink painting, and she had gone away, he was walking towards a forest, the flowers in the forest were spitting fragrant fragments, as if they were going to swallow up such a beautiful woman in white, her back was really beautiful, but she went too far, and gradually merged with the flowers, who was she? He ran to her back, the extremely similar lonely childhood made him feel that she was another self, the childish and smiling teenager. At this time, she held the delicate flowers and smiled at the sky, her slender eyes narrowed into a line, and countless words trembled from her immature lips. He stands quietly, you are lonely and delicate, I am lonely and wandering, as if we are one, we are the whole me or the whole you. That night, Qiu Yan had a long dream in which he dreamed that he was actually the same person as the boy in his dream.

In the early morning, I woke up from my dream, and a cold wind blew in, only then did I realize a chill behind me, and a soft light shot in through the gap in the curtains, Qiu Yan squinted slightly, covering her hands to block the dazzling light.

.....

The funeral went on in an orderly manner, and everything seemed to be so taken for granted, that the town's police station had not examined the woman's body at all, so it judged it to be a suicide and returned the body to the family.

Wreaths were sent from all directions, and the body of Juanya's sister, Hu Xinrui, was placed under the altar, lying there quietly, silently.

After a night of questioning, Qiu Yan figured out that Juanya's family was three sisters, and the eldest daughter was indeed Hu Tiansheng!

Six years ago, the head of the family, Juanya's father died of illness, leaving only one mother to raise her three daughters, but now even her two sisters have died one after another.

Of course, Qiu Yan would not be stupid enough to tell her family about Hu Tiansheng's murder outside, but she felt a little strange, why didn't the police send Hu Tiansheng's death and her death certificate here until now? What the hell are the little scouts doing? Moreover, the thing that Li Mu put was at No. 14 Black and White Hutong, and he actually inquired in many ways that it was actually a homestay run by Hu Anya's family, so can it be suspected that they had some kind of unknown relationship before?

Juanya's mother, the beautiful young woman who could not see the years on her face, was dressed in white linen, sitting by the altar, secretly sobbing tears. Because the Hu family has always been very popular, most people in the town have put on a few sticks of incense, the grandmother who threw the little straw man by the river also came, and the young man who said that he was going to become a ghost for the dead and persuaded him to leave.

Qiu Yan walked to him silently, looking at everything in front of him with deep eyes.

"You haven't left yet?" the young man looked at Qiu Yan in surprise.

Qiu Yan snorted lightly. "You've lied to me badly. ”

"When did I lie to you?" said the young man, pretending to be puzzled.

"You haven't lied to me yet?" Qiu Yan squinted slightly. "You obviously know that what I saw downstream is Hu Xinrui, the sister of the deceased Juanya, and you dare to lie to me that she is a floating ghoul looking for a replacement for the dead ghost, causing me to run away as soon as I see Juanya pulling her legs, and I will lose my face!"

"What? do you really run away as soon as you see Anya?" the young man was stunned, and suddenly held his stomach and looked up to the sky and laughed, which was particularly harsh in the quiet spirit room, and immediately someone poured out with unkind eyes, very unfortunately, that person happened to be his grandmother.

The grandmother angrily smashed the young man's head with a dry tobacco stick, telling him to apologize to the master's family vigorously, and asked him to kneel and kowtow to the deceased, saying that children are not sensible, and if there is no blame, don't blame him.

Qiu Yan sneered secretly, who doesn't deceive this kid, dare to deceive me, Tai Sui, so he won't kill you. Suddenly, Qiu Yan felt a pain in her thigh, and when she looked down, it was actually Juanya, who stretched out her little hand from the white linen mourning clothes and twisted her thighs hard.

"What are you doing!" Qiu Yan shook her off, rubbing the sore place desperately.

Juanya whispered. "You deliberately made the little third son laugh, right?"

"Do you have any evidence?" Qiu Yan looked embarrassed that the conspiracy had been discovered, but his mouth was not forgiving at all.

"Stingy. ”

"I'm not stingy, it's that guy who corrects me first, everyone is still courteous, I, Liang Qiuyan, have never been a master who suffers losses and doesn't shout grievances. ”

Juanya snorted. "The little third son will not deliberately deceive people, it must be you who look down on his grandmother that he will make a harmless joke with you. ”

"Is that a harmless joke?" Qiu Yan was a little annoyed. "I'm almost thinking of you as some kind of floating ghoul, for the dead! It's the first time in my life that I've been so ashamed!"

"Hmph, stingy. Juanya stretched out two white fingers and wanted to make a move, Qiu Yan jumped back slightly, and almost bumped into someone.