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Looking at the injury on the old pig's hand, I gasped and didn't speak for a long time.

"It's a lot of trouble now," said the old pig, "and I don't know why this is happening, but in any case you'd better stay away." ”

"Your injuries came for nothing?" I asked, "Were there any prior signs?" ”

Lao Zhu said: "After Lin Bo came to me last night, I received a friend application on WeChat, whose name is Huixin Shilan. ”

"Is it Huihui?!" I exclaimed.

The old pig nodded: "After I passed, a message was sent from there, do you know what it is?" There was a map of real-time location on WeChat, and the address marked on it was my home. ”

I'm chilling, and I've just come across this experience of the old pig.

"To be honest, I didn't think the whole thing was too bizarre at the time, just a little surprised. When I came back from Limbo's house today, I felt an inexplicable pain in my arm, and when I opened my sleeve, I saw that there were three blood marks on it, which were obviously cut by the woman's fingernails. The old pig knocked the ashes: "It is inexplicable to appear." I haven't been in contact with any woman in the past two days, including my girlfriend, and it was completely out of thin air. ”

"You mean to let Huihui's ghost scratch it?" I asked, my voice trembling.

The old pig pouted, didn't speak for a long time, coughed and said: "The whole thing is beyond my comprehension, although I can't figure out the fog, but one thing is certain, this matter is very dangerous." You'd better go back before it affects you. ”

I smiled bitterly, I'm afraid it's too late.

I told me about the scratches on the back wall of the bathroom mirror at home, and the old pig was stunned, his eyes blinked, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He didn't question my words, scratching his head: "This is really evil, first it was Limpo, then you, then me." ”

I said anxiously: "Why does this Huihui have no ethics at all, why does she pick on us as a scourge?" ”

The old pig smiled bitterly: "You talk to the ghosts about ethics? They are not human in the first place, and they cannot be understood from a human perspective. ”

As soon as he said this, his phone "ding" on the coffee table, and at the same time the phone in my trouser pocket rang.

We took out our phones at the same time to look at them. Someone added me as a friend on WeChat.

The old pig's face was gloomy, staring at his mobile phone.

When I looked at the applicant, my head was big, and it was Huixin. Huihui's WeChat avatar is also not pleasing, it is a picture of a pool of lotus flowers, the color is very dark, and it looks like a Buddhist style. I just hate this style of avatar, it's crooked.

At this moment, she added me as a friend, and I couldn't tell how irritable I was. I was hesitating to add it, but the old pig said, "Is it the message that Huihui gave you?" ”

I was shocked: "Are you too?" ”

Lao Zhu showed me his mobile phone, and it was really a message from Huihui, and there was only one photo. When I saw this photo, I felt like I had stepped into an ice cave, and my whole body was terribly cold. This photo is taken of me talking to the old pig just now, in this living room.

With trembling hands, I passed Hui Xinshilan's friend application, and as soon as I became friends, a photo was sent to me from there.

The photo sent to Lao Pig is exactly the same as the one sent to Lao Pig, which is exactly the scene where we are talking.

In other words, this Huixin Shilan is in this room at this moment!

The old pig and I got up from the couch almost at the same time and looked behind us together. The living room was empty and there was nothing.

It may be a psychological effect, the temperature in the house is low, and it is cold and cold, which makes people shiver.

For a long time, the old pig walked slowly to the corner of the wall behind, and according to the angle from which the photo was taken, it was inferred that the photographer took the photo there.

But obviously, there was nothing in that place, where did the photo come from? There are just the two of us in the house, and it can't be a prank, but it feels like a bad thing to associate ghosts with high-tech like WeChat.

The old pig sat back on the sofa and used his WeChat account to send a message back to Huixin Shilan, and there was no movement for a long time after sending it. I've also tried to send a message to Huihui, but I haven't heard back. At present, Huihui only communicates with Lin Bo alone.

I picked up Limbo's phone and looked at the old pig, who understood what I meant and nodded. I sent a message to Huihui using Limbo's number, asking her what she meant and what she wanted.

We waited anxiously for five minutes, and when there was a "ding" sound and a new message was answered, we leaned over to see that there was only one sentence on it: we will always be together.

My hands were shaking so badly.

But the old pig was calm, he took Lin Bo's mobile phone and replied with a message: People and ghosts have different paths, don't bother.

It's almost a second over there: you can become a ghost kiss.

The old pig wanted to send something, I hurriedly pressed his hand and blinked quickly: "No! ”

"How?" The old pig looked at me.

I organized my language, my mind was confused, and I calmed down and said, "Huihui was able to take pictures of us talking, does it mean that she is watching us, right in this room?" ”

The old pig's face was ugly, and he sighed.

"Since she's spying on us, she should know everything, and she must know that we're messaging her on Limpo's phone right now." I said, "In other words, at this moment, she knows that it is not Lin Po himself who is talking to her, but us." ”

The old pig seemed to think of something, urging me to continue.

I said, "But if you look at Huihui's WeChat reply, 'We will always be together'." She's going to be with Limpo. This tone is not right, if she knew that it was not Lin Bo who replied to the message, but you and me, she should not have spoken like this. ”

"What do you mean?" The old pig looked at me.

My mind was a mess of mud, and I couldn't say anything.

"Have you ever thought that there might be such a possibility?" The old pig's voice trembled: "When she said 'we', she didn't actually mean her and Lin Bo. It's really 'us', including me, and you! ”

I got up from the couch with my hair standing on end.

"Lin Bo is evil, you and I are evil, we are all evil, and we are all evil, and we are all under Huihui's trick." The old pig's face was ugly.

"What now?" I said irritably, "Can you please God or not?!" It's up to you to figure it out. ”

My tone was particularly unkind, but the old pig was not angry, he smoked a cigarette with his head stuffed and said for a long time: "Now that Lin Bo is in a bad state, this matter can only be done by the two of us." ”

I asked him what to do and what his thoughts were.

The old pig's eyes were stunned: "This thing is too strange and too dangerous, I think of a person, maybe that person has a way." ”

I looked at him and waited for him to continue.

The old pig said: "On the day of our elevator conjuring, we once met a man holding a little girl...; …; ”

As soon as he said it, I understood, I heard Limpo say that the whole process of conjuring spirits, the ritual goes to the end, and if it goes well, a woman will appear. It is said that this woman is an intermediary between the underworld and the yang, and she can summon any soul to tell her.

They were summoning spirits, and the scene was very strange, and at the last moment there was indeed a woman, a little girl to be exact. The little girl was held in her father's arms, and she looked weak. It is completely inconsistent with what they imagined to be a messenger of the underworld.

At that time, Lin Bo tried to talk to the little girl, which made the parents unhappy. Since that day, Limbo has been evil, and all signs indicate that he has really summoned Huihui's soul.

In other words, the little girl may really be a messenger of the underworld.

"What do you mean...; …; I looked at him: "Are you looking for that little girl?" ”

The old pig nodded: "This is the only way I can think of now." ”

"But how many households are up and down the building, and how to find them? Searching one by one? I asked.

The old pig said, "Don't bother. We were in the elevator and ended up on the sixth floor, where the little girl and her dad were there. It's okay to lock this floor, there are few households, we work hard, we should be able to find it. ”

There is no way to do it. To be honest, I don't have any hope for a little girl, I always think it's.

It's too late now, and it's not convenient to go out. I'll spend the night at the old pig's house.

I slept in the living room, undressed, covered with a blanket, and couldn't sleep at all. I finally survived the early hours of the morning, when I was dazed and a little sleepy, when I suddenly heard Lin Bo crying in that room, high and low, this terrible energy was lifted.

I couldn't take it anymore, so I got up and went to see. When I got to the bedroom door, I pushed the door and went in, and saw Lin Bo kneeling on the ground, his hands folded, crying against a wall.

It's the first time I've seen anyone grieve to such an extent, and it's completely heartfelt grief, crying like a sweat that makes people's hairs stand on end.

The old pig came from behind with his shoes pulled, and we didn't go in, standing at the door and watching silently.

After watching for a while, I quietly closed the door, and the crying could still be heard inside.

I looked at the old pig and said unceremoniously: "Limbo is really going to have something, you few people who instigated him can't get out of the relationship." ”

The old pig didn't speak with a gloomy face, and said for a long time: "I will be responsible for the end." ”

Looking at his back, I secretly scolded, you can't protect yourself, and you're still responsible for a fart. I have a faint feeling that today's Limbo may be tomorrow's me, maybe I and the old pig will end up like this, crazy.

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