Looking further down, there are more than a dozen WORD documents and photos in the compressed file, and my phone has prompted that the battery is low, and I am afraid that there will be an emergency call in, so I put the phone back in my pocket.

When I got to the door of the police station, I saw a little girl squatting on the side of the road, three or five meters away from her, and an old lady holding a wooden stick burning paper, crying and muttering something in her mouth.

"O child! You...... You've been doing it all the way! Many...... Bring more money...... It's good to eat and drink over there! ”

It sounds like a child or grandchild has passed away unexpectedly.

I saw a little girl not far away, less than ten years old, with two ponytails and a pink dress, looking very energetic and cute, but her face was as white as paper, which made people feel very weird.

Experience has taught me that there is something wrong with this little girl – not the right person, to be exact.

Could it be that the little girl is the old lady's dead relative?

I glanced at the little girl and went to ask the old lady first.

"Auntie, why are you burning paper money here, what kind of relatives have died?"

The old lady's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked up at me: "My son - he had a car accident here......"

"Oh—when?"

"A week ago, today is exactly the seventh day, and it is his first seven ...... I burned some paper money for him and sent some tribute to the past, Xiaofeng likes to smoke, I used to scold him for this, and today I ...... I'm going to get him a few boxes of cigarettes ready today! ”

As she spoke, she took out a wad of paper money and a few boxes of cigarettes from the dustpan and threw them into the fire, when the little girl stood up and ran to the fire with a smile, her body was very light, like a little dragonfly, and she picked up a few pieces of paper money on the side, and with the other hand she picked up a half-burnt orange.

The old lady never looked at the little girl, which confirmed my judgment that the little girl was a spirit, not a person.

This makes me wonder, since the old lady has nothing to do with the little girl, why is the little girl squatting here?

I turned around and walked a few meters away, pretending to fiddle with my phone, and watched the old lady's movements with my peripheral vision, and only after the old lady left crying did I walk over again.

The child was squatting on the ground and eating oranges, eating so well that he almost swallowed the orange peel in his stomach, and his other hand was squeezing the coins.

"Who are you? Why pick up old lady's stuff? ”

The little girl was obviously very surprised, the only one-third of the orange left in her hand almost fell to the ground, she stared at me with wide eyes, and after ten seconds, she grinned: "Huh? Uncle? You...... Can you see me? ”

"I'm not blind, so why can't I see you?" Bookstore.com

"Huh! It's great, I haven't spoken a word to anyone for years, and I find that no one can see me, so they can't talk to me, and they're suffocating me to death - you're the first person who can see me. ”

"Why are you here?"

I guess the girl must have some obsession that she can't let go.

"I don't know! I remember taking the school bus to school, and the result was ...... When I fell asleep, I woke up and found myself standing alone in the street, and no one could see me, and then I walked here in a daze, and found that it was more comfortable, the air was good, and from time to time someone sprinkled something to eat. ”

I kind of understood what he meant.

This is the entrance of the police station, and it should also be the place where yin and yang meet, if there is really a yin difference in the underworld, no matter what kind of bull head and horse face or black and white impermanence or the like, you must like to wait here, just like a fisherman waiting to catch a big fish.

"By the way, why did you just pick up that little orange, I saw several big ones? There's also a big stack of paper money, and you're picking up a few of them with the smallest denominations! ”

The little girl smiled, shoved the remaining piece of orange into her mouth, and took a big gulp.

When he was almost finished, he spoke again: "Because it's not mine, I can't take it!" ”

This made me a little confused: "It is said that all the banknotes and oranges are not yours, but I still picked them up!" ”

The little girl was amused, and like a little sparrow, she ran to the pile of ashes burned by the old lady, and pointed to the ground: "Look! What is it? ”

I walked over and saw a large circle on the ground made with a wooden stick, which must have been drawn by the old lady before she burned the paper money.

The scene just now came to my mind again, the little girl seemed to only pick up the ones that had fallen out of the circle, and for the inside, she didn't take anything at all.

Is there anything else to say in this circle?

The little girl was always smiling, and her cheeks showed two shallow dimples: "I can only get what fell out of the circle, as for the reason...... I don't know, I just can't ...... When I hold it, my hands get hot and I can't pick it up. ”

After saying that, the little girl stretched out her hands, and I saw that his palms were translucent, which looked very weird.

"Your hand ......"

"It's just that I tried to take out the food in the circle, and it was scalded like this."

And this...... It's incredible.