Xue Chen saw that I didn't understand, but he didn't say anything, and continued to throw the paper in his hand. I was wondering, when suddenly, a strange wind blew!

I say it is a strange wind because it appeared out of thin air, only in the fire beside me where the small wooden box was burning. According to common sense, the wind is fueling the fire, but the flames that originally jumped up the fire suddenly decreased sharply, and it carried it

The ashes of Mars scattered in all directions, as if someone was deliberately ...... Fire suppression?!

"This ......" The uncle stood up in surprise and took two steps back, Xue Chen suddenly got up and bypassed me, and actually pulled the small wooden box out of the fire that had not been extinguished with his bare hands.

"You...... What does this do? The uncle asked in surprise.

Xue Chen ignored the uncle's questioning, and just shouted, "Lin Shan! ”

I heard him call my name suddenly, and I guessed that he must have noticed or sensed something, so I quickly got up and looked around. That's when I finally saw ...... again Old king!

"Ding~Ding~Ding~"

This time the wind chimes seemed to be different from usual, not the kind of sound that swayed wantonly with the wind, it was very rhythmic, struck three times, short and rapid.

The old king stood at the door of the hut, facing the direction of the fire, and I don't know if it was too dark or the fire was dazzling, and I couldn't see his face clearly.

The night was already a little cool, but the appearance of ghosts exacerbated the chill. The uncle on the side looked at me and Xue Chen in surprise, and suddenly he shuddered, his face became more and more ugly, and even with some fear. also

Xu thought of something, he hugged his hands in front of his chest, rubbed his palms against his arms to keep warm, walked towards the door unconsciously, and left in a hurry.

I noticed that Lao Wang Tou and Xue Chen were both staring at the small wooden box lying next to the fire, so I squatted down and looked up at Lao Wang Tou, and stretched out my hand to point to the wooden box and asked, "Are you back to find it?" ”

The old king did not respond to me, and suddenly, I saw his body and shook for a moment. I became nervous, fearing that he would disappear, and hurriedly got up and walked in the direction he was.

"Don't go, can you tell me what's going on with that brass bell?"

The old king still didn't answer, his deep-set eyes were confused, like an unconscious wandering spirit.

"Do you remember the day I sent you back, and you sent me a bell? Black, probably...... Such a big ......" I stretched out my hand and compared the size, and said in an impatient tone, "Think about it, that bell."

How did you get the bell? Have you seen your wife all these years? ”

The old king never said a word, my heart was a lot colder, my mood was a little unstable, and I just wanted to ask something more, but Xue Chen came over and stopped him and said, "Don't ask, I think he shouldn't know anything!" die

Not long after his death, the sense of ghosts without obsession is very weak! ”

I looked up at Xue Chen, disappointed with resentment, I don't know if it was resentment towards him, or silence towards the old king, or to myself. In the silence, there was the occasional sound of incense sticks exploding as they burned

Yin, just when I chose to give up, the old king suddenly reacted.

Xiu'er...... Xiu'er ......" The old king called his wife's name in a wooden voice.

Thinking of Tian Xiu's disappearance, a trace of sadness surged in my heart, although the old Wang Tou was dead, but he still remembered her in his heart, but he could never see her again. I understand that it is futile to ask anything at this moment,

I could only go back to the fire, and continue to throw the unburned paper, and I don't know how long it took, when suddenly I heard the old king say: "Wooden box, show ...... Show ......"

I was startled, and when I turned my head to look at him, I saw that the old king's head stretched forward with an arm, and completely disappeared in a flicker!

"What's wrong?" Xue Chen asked.

I didn't answer, and hurriedly checked the small wooden box - the ghost of the old king's head in the night of the soul came to save it, perhaps, maybe there was an important secret hidden in it, could it have something to do with the copper bell?

The boxy wooden box is quite heavy in the hand, and the key is that it is still locked. I lifted it in a hurry, ready to smash it open, but Xue Chen stepped forward in time to grab my wrist, squatted down and asked me, "Do you remember that?"

Put the key? ”

"Keys?" I looked at the keyhole on the wooden box, and suddenly my eyes lit up, "You mean the key in the urn is for this?" ”

"Quite possibly!" Xue Chen replied.

"It's a lot of trouble to get the key, it's better to smash it open!" I looked at him disapprerovingly.

Xue Chen said disapprerovingly: "It's not a pity if something inside is not smashed and broken!" ”

"Trouble!" I threw the little wooden box into his hand, got up, and said, "He probably won't show up again, let's go back!" ”

"Hmm!"

At this point in time, there were no more buses, so we walked a little way and each flagged down a taxi.

"You really don't need me to send it?" Xue Chen asked.

"No!" I said disdainfully and closed the door.

I'm not used to bothering people unless it is necessary, and I am too lazy to let him go with me for nothing. The small wooden box was taken away by Xue Chen, and it was better to leave it to him to get the key, and it was also because I was troublesome!

I had just entered the door when I got home, and before I could turn on the lights, the annoying bell rang again. By the light shining in from the balcony, I seemed to see a white figure floating in front of my bedside table—a fart of mine

He sat on the ground, sweating coldly, and it took him a long time to get used to it. I stretched out my hand and moved my back up against the door, and I felt like I had a lot of effort, and finally, at last, I felt the switch.

"Wang Man, you're scared to death!" I looked at her in horror, "You...... Are you feeling better? ”

I found that Wang Manxiang has recovered most of his terrifying ghost appearance compared to before. Her skin was gray at the moment, and the torn scars and the burn marks of the two lines of tears on her face were faintly visible, but

The red blood on her chest was black, maybe it had changed last time, but I can't remember it anymore!

Wang Man didn't answer, the room was so quiet, the silence was suffocating, and I even began to regret not letting Xue Chen send me back. One person and one ghost are so deadlocked, just when I thought Wang Man wouldn't speak, yes

When she was about to move forward, she suddenly said quietly, "I'm sorry! ”

My first reaction was that she should apologize for Xiao Ting's matter, and replied, "I understand you, but you did hurt my friend by doing this, but...... You've been punished too! ”

When Wang Man heard this, a trace of fear obviously appeared on her face, she was silent for a long time, and asked, "Are they...... How are they? ”

Only then did I realize that Wang Man's voice had also changed, no longer so harsh, but very empty. I told her what Zhang Wenbin had done recently, and asked worriedly: "Will you forgive him?" although

He did hurt you, but he repented! You should let go of your resentment, let him go, and let yourself go! ”

Wang Man didn't answer, I think this kind of thing is easy to say, but if you really want to let go, how can it be a matter of one sentence......