Standing on tiptoe, avoiding the garbage around him, Jiang Wei laboriously came to the table, and immediately the only book on the table.

This is a third-grade Chinese textbook, and when he saw it, Jiang Wei immediately had a very familiar feeling.

The cover of the textbook still has the word Chen Wenhui written on it, which is exactly the same as the notes in the dream.

When I opened the first page, an old pencil that had been bald was sandwiched in it, and the dense handwriting was still the same as what I had seen in my dreams, and everything seemed very familiar.

Note: Jiang Wei had already seen it in his dream, and there was no need to read it a second time at this time.

Looking at his phone, it showed that it was already more than three o'clock in the morning, and he didn't know if it would affect the ghost's actions during the day, so to be on the safe side, he needed to do what he needed to do before dawn.

So time is running out for him.

"Wenhui, are you here?"

While softly calling Chen Wenhui's name, Jiang Wei carefully surveyed the room again, hoping to find useful clues here.

Unfortunately, there is nothing useful here except for garbage on the ground and tools against the wall.

The figure flickered, and Chen Wenhui appeared in the room, and it was not until this time that Jiang Wei realized that Chen Wenhui had been in the textbook in his hand all along.

"You've been here all the time?"

Seeing the other party nodding, Jiang Wei was a little surprised, I don't know if all the ghosts need to be pinned on objects, if so, where is the woman in red outside.

With this question, Jiang Wei found the switch at the bottom of the bed, and after carefully inspecting the room to make sure that there was no trace of his visit, he turned off the light and exited the room.

After locking the door and stabbing the doorknob with his sleeve, he began to think.

How to proceed next, whether to find the body nearby, or find other ways to find clues.

"It takes too long to aimlessly search for the body in the vicinity, and even if I am lucky enough to find it, it will probably be after dawn.

There must be another way, what is it? ”

Jiang Wei had a little headache, and vaguely, he seemed to be about to catch something, but it was just a little bit.

His eyes wandered around, trying to find that glimmer of light with his eyes, but except for Chen Wenjie in front of him and the woman in red not far away, everything else was pitch black.

"By the way, I should have thought of it a long time ago."

Jiang Wei patted his forehead, secretly blaming himself for being stupid, what he was in front of was a real ghost, with him, he could do many things, such as ......

"Hey, hey."

Jiang Wei laughed gloomily.

At the gate of Wenjin Community, a taxi stopped steadily, and after paying, Jiang Wei got down from the co-pilot tremblingly, and there was a woman wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab on her head.

However, the crisp sound of the bell kept ringing, and the taxi driver didn't seem to hear it at all.

"I said, if you are sick, go to the hospital quickly, this big night, running around is not good for you."

Glancing at Jiang Wei strangely, the taxi driver kindly reminded him.

"Thank you, big brother, driver, I just have a cold, it's fine, I'll go home and take medicine."

Jiang Wei was very helpless, he couldn't say that he wasn't sick, he was frightened by the female ghost sitting in the back seat of your car on the road, so he could only reply vaguely and confused the past.

"Alright, let's go back."

The driver didn't wait for Jiang Wei to answer after speaking, so he started the car and drove away.

Jiang Wei smiled bitterly, in order to get a taxi, he ran several streets in a row before he was lucky to meet this car, which shows that the prestige of Sanquan Road in the city can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Pulling his thoughts, Jiang Wei took out the Chinese textbook from his satchel, summoned Chen Wenhui, and after explaining to the other party, he let him enter the community.

Ms. Huang slept soundly, and since she didn't have that nasty son at home, she slept soundly every night.

The naked man next to him was also asleep, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Since he came to the city and met Ms. Huang again, he felt that he could be like those little white faces, and he could save decades of struggle when he met a rich woman.

Not to mention anything else, a house in this location is worth millions, not to mention that Ms. Huang herself has a lot of savings.

The only fly in the ointment is that Ms. Huang has a son, and after knowing this situation at the time, his heart was cold.

But God still favors him very much, Ms. Huang's son is not her own, and Ms. Huang herself hates her son.

Then things are much easier, after some planning, he completely solved this trouble, and also abused the little guy fiercely, which is exciting to think about.

Now that everything is over, all he has to do is to please this ordinary Ms. Huang first, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

In his sleep, he became a rich man, spending a lot of money every day, all kinds of women at his disposal, followed by a group of desperate brothers, who were not pleasing to the eye, and led people to beat them up until the other party called grandpa.

Seeing him and a group of brothers breaking their legs on the ground and constantly wailing and begging for mercy and calling grandpa, he felt great satisfaction in his heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

However, at this time, he realized that something was wrong, and he couldn't say what was wrong, but he felt that he was familiar with the people screaming on the ground.

I don't know him, no, I haven't met him.

How can it be so familiar?

In order to see the other party's face clearly, he leaned closer again and looked carefully.

The more he looked, the more familiar he felt, and the more he looked, the more he felt that he knew each other.

Gradually, the other person's face coincided with the other face he knew.

Isn't this Ms. Huang's son, isn't he already dead and buried by himself, how can he appear here.

While he was thinking wildly, the next moment, the face that was distorted by the pain changed.

The full eye sockets began to deepen, the black and white eyes glowed red, and the flesh on the entire face was sunken, and finally only the skinny skeleton remained.

At this time, he saw the other party's, his mouth was cracked, up to the root of his ear, and the gums that spit out outward opened slightly, revealing an eerie smile to him, and his mouth slowly made a sound.

"Give me my life back ......"

"Ahh

A terrible scream rang out in the room.

"It turned out to be a dream, phew, it scared me to death."

Hearing the scream, Ms. Huang, a fat woman next to her who was also naked, was also woken up, she was sleepy-eyed, and muttered unconsciously.

"What's wrong, dear."

"Nothing, just had a nightmare."

At the moment, he was sweating profusely and panting, but he spoke extremely carefully, for fear of disturbing the other party.