In the scorching heat of July, the sun is scorching.

Song Li's swaggering red off-road vehicle broke down halfway, and he could only sit in the bright yellow beetle of Bai Ming'an. That's when my ears began to suffer.

The two of them either ignored each other or talked to me separately, which was not a thing, and the most troublesome thing was that whenever one of them was chatting with me, the other joined in as if they were competing, and I didn't have a part in talking, only hearing them bickering.

I also blamed me for talking too much, Song Li looked at the oil gauge and said that he was running out of oil, I told him on a whim that there was an oil thief hidden in the oil tank, and I told him very proudly that this Beetle is not good for anything else, but there is one thing that other good cars and luxury cars can't compare with - we are not short of oil.

Song Li was quite interested, and it was indeed very special to talk about some ghost habits.

He once followed his peers from the Daomen to go out to collect demons, but the so-called behemoth ghost was actually a greedy fat ghost, specializing in eating a kind of insect on the tree, the insect was not enough to eat, he was hungry and started to eat the tree directly, and when Song Li and they were subdued, his volume was the size of half a football field.

I was listening with relish, and Bai Ming'an interjected coldly: "You still like to exaggerate the facts as before." ”

Song Li's good-looking eyes narrowed: "Tell a story to be plain and **, like someone from beginning to end flat and straightforward, like a monk chanting scriptures, what's the point?" ”

Bai Ming'an's cold gaze twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched mockingly.

Here again I looked out the window helplessly, the scenery was rapidly receding all the way, but unfortunately the sound in my ears could not be dissipated. When I arrived in a neighboring town, I quarreled again over the issue of staying in a hotel.

Song Li thinks that we have just received an income and have the conditions to live in a better hotel.

Bai Ming'an's reaction was very straightforward, he went directly to the front desk and took out his documents: "It's troublesome to open two rooms." This is a direct exclusion of Song Li.

I silently took a step back, and Song Li stepped forward and pulled Bai Ming'an out, and roared angrily: "Ning Ning, you Brother Song Li are going to be rough, you find a place to stay by yourself, and you are not allowed to come back for two hours!" ”

I nodded obediently, not forgetting to explain to the frightened front desk: "They're having fun, you know." Oh, by the way, let's open three rooms. Also, is there a supermarket nearby? ”

The front desk went through the formalities, and I thought about leaving the room card with her, and told her to wait for the two to "finish" before handing it over to them. I got out of the hotel and got ready to go to the supermarket.

I deliberately went around the supermarket for most of the time, bought the essential products for women - aunt towels, and bought the kind of pure water in barrels and anti-hunger jerky and biscuits, so I settled the bill and rushed to the hotel.

I don't know if it was infected by Song Li's bad luck, the taxi started less than two minutes and turned off, the driver went down to check and shook his head at me, saying that he was going to call a tow truck to tow and repair.

I had to move my buttocks, which were not yet hot, and got out of the car, this road is difficult to stop the car, and after several attempts without success, I simply carried the bag and walked while paying attention to the vehicle, and before I knew it, I came to an alley.

At first, I didn't notice it, but after walking for more than ten minutes, I found that I was still in the same place, and the surrounding scenery was still the same as it was at the beginning, and I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

I looked around vigilantly, carrying a heavy bag in my hand, my hand was numb and sore, and I couldn't help but lift it up, and a dark shadow passed in front of my eyes, and when I looked up, there was nothing.

I swallowed and took a few steps back, only to hear a scream behind me: "Ah! You've stepped on me! "I was so frightened that I turned around and saw a little boy of six or seven years old crouching there, with his head down, his left hand covering his right hand, and he seemed to be in great pain.

Just now, I seemed to have stepped on something, so I hurriedly put down a bag and bent down to press it on his shoulder: "I'm sorry, are you okay?" ”

The little boy raised his head suddenly, and his little white face was bleeding, and his grinning gums were even more bloody, and he grabbed my hand and opened his mouth to bite.

It was really scary at first glance, and in a hurry, I threw the bag in my hand at him, only to hear him shout "ouch", and suddenly disappeared.

I looked around in a panic, but I only heard the little boy's aggrieved cry: "She hit me, it hurts, woo woo, I don't play anymore, it's not fun at all!" ”

Another, slightly thinner, equally immature voice sounded: "Stupid! You won't hide when she throws her bag over? Stupid! ”

The little boy named Lele cried even more sadly, and said angrily: "You are so fierce, I don't want to play with you, woo woo woo ......"

With the cry, the disappeared figure of the little boy appeared in front of me again, first looked at me timidly, and saw that I was holding the bag tightly in my hand, my little face was white, and tears the size of beans rolled down, how pitiful and pitiful it was.

He walked in small steps, sobbing tears and snot, and lowered his little head and said to me: "I didn't mean to scare you, but you hurt people so much, woo woo woo woo ......"

I looked at his face that had returned to normal, without that horrible blood, and looked white and tender, very cute. Hurriedly put down the bag, squatted down and touched his little head to comfort: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention just now, your name is Lele?" Does it still hurt? ”

I rubbed it a few times, he snorted, his black and white eyes were still moist, but he pulled the corners of his mouth and shook his head very obediently: "It hurt just now, and now it only hurts a little." ”

His tone and demeanor were so cute that people couldn't associate him with dead people and ghosts.

I looked around and didn't notice the other kid talking, so I looked down and asked him, "What about the brother you were talking to?" ”

Lele smirked: "It's not my brother, Zimin is my sister, she's right behind you." ”

I looked backwards, and sure enough, I saw a faint little ghost squatting in front of the plastic bag I had put down, digging in it with his head buried in it, and when he met my gaze, he was holding a marshmallow and chewing gum in his hand, and exclaimed happily: "Wow, great harvest, Lele, come on, there is candy to eat—what do you see?" ”

When the little ghost saw me looking over, his face immediately changed, but at the age of eleven or twelve years old, he was taller than the average little girl, with short boyish hair, and his appearance was also a little heroic, and his tone was fierce: "Lele, don't come over quickly!" She's an old witch and will eat you! ”

I was speechless, this is called a thief shouting to catch a thief, I took Lele's hand, stood up and said to her kindly: "I'm not an old witch, and I won't eat you, you made the ghost hit the wall just now?" ”

Since Song Li came, he would popularize some ghost knowledge with me from time to time, and I repeated it so many times in the same place just now, and it was undoubtedly a ghost hitting the wall.

This little ghost named Zimin called Lele again, Lele liked me very much, stuck to my side and refused to go over, the little ghost suddenly became angry, screamed, the piercing sound wave penetrated the wall and the ground, almost shattered the eardrums, I covered my ears, and finally couldn't bear to pick up a bucket of pure water on the ground and splashed it at her: "Don't scream!" ”