Because there was no one in the Deng family, Bai Ming'an decided to take the opportunity to go to the room to check carefully, maybe he could find traces of ghosts.

Song Li and I were walking around the neighborhood.

Probably frightened by the scene of Lin Xiaoru's blood all over the ground, I thought of the scene on the day of the bus accident, my memory flashed, and my palms were a little cold.

Song Li patted my head: "What do you think?" ”

I disguised my head and bowed: "It's nothing. By the way, I want to ask about your master......" As soon as he raised his head, he saw that Song Li's expression was a little wrong, and his eyes kept observing the surroundings vigilantly.

It made me feel furious: "What's wrong?" ”

Song Li frowned: "It seems to feel the breath of my uncle." He asked me, "You can go back by yourself, I'm not worried, I'm going to make sure." ”

That stinky Taoist priest hasn't been found for a day, and we don't feel at ease for a day, so of course I agree with him to confirm it.

"I'm fine, you can go quickly."

"Hmm."

After he left, I walked aimlessly on my own, and found that I seemed to have walked to an unfamiliar place, and the buildings on both sides looked similar to the Deng family, only more dilapidated.

I looked left and right, ready to go back the way I came.

"What are you doing! Don't take my stuff! The woman's anxious cry came, and I followed the voice, only to see the door of the first floor of the building next to me opened, and a small man hurried out.

He wore a hat on his head and scolded me as he rushed over: "Get out of here!" ”

I took a few steps back,, is there no politeness. I only heard a clangling sound inside, as if someone had fallen.

Worried, I walked in through the half-open door. The room is old, the wallpaper on the wall has fallen off a lot, and the exposed white wall has some gray mildew, and the owner seems to be not very wealthy.

I walked into the living room and saw a middle-aged woman lying on the ground, her face pale, and hurriedly went over to help her to the sofa.

"Are you alright?"

The woman slowly opened her eyes and saw that I wanted to struggle, and was comforted by me: "Auntie, don't worry, I'm not a bad person." I just saw someone running out of your house. Do you know him? ”

"No, no." The woman's chest heaved, "He's a thief, who ran in while I wasn't looking." ”

I asked, "I'll call the police now, did he take anything valuable?" ”

The woman shook her head: "It's just a mobile phone and a watch, my son's things are not worth much, he was grabbed by me as soon as I shouted." ”

I nodded when I heard this, and wanted to call the police, but she stopped me: "Forget it, little girl, the amount is not big, even if the police report the case, they won't pay attention to it." Ahem. She lowered her head and coughed violently.

I poured a glass of warm water from the kitchen, fed her a drink, and helped her to her room, watching her lie down, "Where's your son?" Call him. ”

The woman's eyes darkened: "He died in a car accident." ”

I was slightly surprised, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I don't know." ”

The woman shook her head: "It's okay, it's been years. She looked tired and sad, and I didn't want to poke her pain, so I sat with her for a while.

It wasn't until it was dark that it suddenly began to rain heavily outside, which startled me, and I stood up and opened the curtains to check.

"Little girl, you have to go, thank you for taking care of me. There's an umbrella behind the door, so take it and use it. The woman said.

"Okay, Auntie, be careful yourself." She nodded, and I whispered the door to the door, where I found an all-black umbrella and raised an eyebrow.

This is for funerals, I hesitated, but the rain outside was sharp, and there was the sound of thunder. I gritted my teeth and walked out with an umbrella.

When I walked halfway, I met Song Li, who was holding a small flower umbrella for women, and his pink shirt was half wet, and he was surprised to see me: "Ning Ning, why are you still here?" ”

As I approached in the strong wind, he raised his eyebrows slightly, took the small flower umbrella, came under my black umbrella, and took the handle of my umbrella.

I told him what had happened, and then asked him about the stinky Taoist. Song Li shook his head: "I've searched all the neighborhood, and there is no trace of Uncle Shi, maybe I thought too much." ”

I nodded.

Before we could reach Deng's house, the rain stopped, and Song Li and I were mostly wet in our shoes, and we looked at each other and laughed.

Bai Ming'an walked over and glanced at the two of us, comparing his white clothes and black pants, and his spotless handsome appearance, Song Li and I were like two chickens in the soup.

I wrung the rain out of my clothes and asked him, "How's it going?" Is there anything strange about the Deng family? ”

Bai Ming'an shook his head: "No, it seems to smell a very faint ghost aura before the rain, and when the rain rushes, there is nothing." ”

It's a pity, I regret that Song Li encountered some difficulties in collecting the umbrella on the side, and the long-handled umbrella couldn't be put in.

I couldn't help laughing: "Hey, you can't do it, or I'll come." ”

Song Li shook the rain on the umbrella vigorously: "Then how can it be done, this is what a man should do." He smiled and actually gritted his teeth and competed with the umbrella, which made me happy.

After a while, Song Li still didn't succeed, but the umbrella was about to dry, and at this moment, Bai Ming'an's nose moved slightly, and he suddenly leaned forward to the umbrella surface and sniffed hard.

"What's wrong?" I looked at him inexplicably.

Bai Ming straightened up with a serious expression: "Who gave you this umbrella?" ”

"An aunt gave it, I helped her a little bit, what's wrong?" I'm confused.

Seeing this, Song Li stopped his movements, lowered his head and sniffed hard, and suddenly his face sank: "There is a heavy ghost aura on this umbrella." Why didn't I find out along the way? His peach blossom eyes lit up, "Heavy rain, yes, it must be cut off by the rain." ”

Ghostly, how could it be?

"Could it be that auntie a ghost? No, she looks normal, and she's not in good shape. "I can't believe it, I can't help but feel creepy at the thought of being so close to the cruel ghost who tried to get Lin Xiaoru to do something to her nine-month-old fetus.

I looked at Bai Ming'an and wanted him to make it clearer, but I found that he was pale and looked very bad, "Are you okay?" ”

Song Li also looked over, and Bai Ming'an's expression was flat: "I'm fine." At this time, you should not care about me, but the truth of the matter. The Deng family must have hidden something. ”

Song Li said on the side: "The aunt that Ning Ning said is also suspicious. ”

They were all serious, which made me nervous, and I was about to give some opinion, when suddenly a chicken flew over, its wings fluttering twice in the air, and making a "clucking" sound.

But it scared the hell out of me.

"Lao Zhao! The chicken has run away, you hurry up and catch it! A familiar woman's voice.

A middle-aged man hurriedly ran over, it was estimated that it was Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao said sorry to us, so he clumsily went to catch the chicken, and pounced a few times and ate a mouthful of chicken feathers.

The woman was in a hurry and ran out: "You are so useless, you can't catch a chicken!" "I recognized her at a glance as the middle-aged aunt who gossiped in the restaurant, the neighbor of the Deng family.

Lao Zhao wiped a handful of sweat and replied with some displeasure: "You love to toss!" Can't you let the boss kill the vegetable market and then get it back? If you have to bring a live one and kill a chicken, really! ”

The woman's eyes widened: "Say one more thing!" ”

Lao Zhao was stunned and caught the chicken honestly.

Bai Ming'an suddenly walked over, surrounded Lao Zhao back and forth, pocketed his hands, pinched the two wings of the chicken and lifted it up.

The street lamp was faint, shining on his handsome face: "Hello, if you don't mind, I can help kill chickens." ”