Chapter 153: Coming Back from the Dead?

I ran all the way to the gate of the community, but my house was still some distance from the gate of the community, and when I arrived at the scene out of breath, the attitude of all the onlookers was different from just now.

They were all far away from the people in the middle of the road, and the private cars that were blocked outside stopped honking their horns and were negotiating to reverse the car.

As soon as I saw it, I knew that my guess was correct, that there were definitely dead people in there.

"Xiao Wu... What a one... The old lady in the middle was stiff..."The old man was shaking as he grabbed my arm, and I knew that he was afraid that he would take responsibility, that he was afraid that it would happen to him.

But I know that this old lady should have been dead for a while.

"Don't be afraid, it's not your fault. Do you remember when this old lady was lying here? I asked.

My brother was a little panicked and didn't make the decision, so he brought in a colleague to ask about the situation at the time, and the two communicated with each other for a long time before they gave me a relatively accurate answer.

About ten minutes ago, the old lady was pushed to the door of the community by these four people in a wheelchair, when the security guard brother and his colleagues were sitting in the security booth chatting and bragging, and they really didn't see how the old lady fell to the ground, so the specific situation will not be known until the colleagues in the central control room look at the monitoring.

At this time, the elder brother had already called the police, saying that there was a dead man and four neurotics at the gate of the community, so everyone naturally gathered around from afar, waiting for the official to deal with it while watching the excitement.

But I would love to go over and see the other four, they are clearly still under the spell, and it is dangerous to go on like this.

"Brother, you accompany me to see a few other people."

Before I could step out of my leg, my brother grabbed me, "You can't go!" Be careful that things get on you, and after the police tell you not to destroy the scene, don't get yourself in trouble. ”

I was right when I heard it, but curiosity drove me to keep my legs moving forward, as if I couldn't sleep tonight without looking at me.

As time passed, some people who returned late were also attracted by this scene, and there were more and more onlookers.

An old lady who had just come back from a square dance with a red fan recognized the old lady lying on the ground at a glance, and began to shout to herself with an "oops" in her mouth: "What a sin!" This old sister is really unlucky! None of the four sons in the family are willing to support her! I still think about her two sets of demolition houses and resettlement houses! ”

The old lady's voice attracted everyone's attention, and then she took a few steps closer and shouted, "Now God has opened his eyes!" These sons scolded and beat all day long, and finally let the old lady take them all away! Deserve! Relieve gas! ”

After listening to the old aunt's "explanation", I instantly didn't sympathize with these four men, if things are really as the aunt said, then they can be regarded as being cursed to eliminate harm for the people.

At this time, the onlookers gradually became louder, and the trend of public opinion gradually fell to this poor old lady, but at this time, I suddenly saw a familiar face in the crowd of onlookers outside the community, and that person immediately retreated into the crowd and left quickly.

Those eyebrows, those eagle-like eyes, are too recognizable!

That person just now was clearly Qin Huan!

No wonder!

The skills of Qin Huan's puppet are specially used to manipulate the dead and the living, and the situation in front of him can be completely solved with his ability, and he can even do it a little more cruelly!

While thinking about it, the police arrived, and I said hello to my brother and went home, but it was like it was burned in my head.

Why did Qin Huan curse these people?

Does he have any special relationship with these people?

I couldn't think of a reason for lying on the bed and tossing and turning, but I didn't want to contact him to take the initiative to ask about it, after all, Qin Huan was an extremely dangerous existence in my heart, and I didn't know if I had been afraid of him in my heart, and when I remembered that I had his friends on WeChat, I didn't even want to touch my mobile phone.

The alcohol stirred the puzzle, and the night passed in a groggy way.

The next day, near noon, I roared and stretched my limbs like a zombie unearthed.

Before I finished it, my phone "ding", picked it up and saw that it was the second sister's message, and she sent me a photo.

In the photo, there is a full-body photo of the second sister standing in a nightdress, and I can see that her purpose is to tell me that she is recovering well, but it is true that he was almost like a skeleton when he saw her yesterday.

At this moment, her cheeks were actually a lot fuller, and it seemed that she would be back to normal in less than a month.

After coaxing the second sister to rest early, I lit a "waking smoke" and stood at the window to enjoy the not very green scenery in the community, tomorrow I have to go back to my hometown with Huang Yuwen to run errands, so today is my last day of nothing, I have to rest at home and rest freely.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning I was going to wash up and make breakfast, but before I could get out of the bedroom, I noticed something black lying on the floor.

Looking down closely, it was a small spider the size of half a small fingernail.

The spider was curled up on its eight legs with its back facing the sky, and it should have been dead.

I suddenly realized something, and I quickly looked up at the cobweb, which had only appeared in the corner when I was away from home, and thought to myself that I had finally found the guy who wanted to usurp my power.

But how did it die?

Could it be the one I scolded last night - this damn little spider?

Is it for me to scold to death?

Then my mouth is too poisonous, my grandmother may not have such a big ability as me back then!

I didn't think much about it, so I wrapped the body of the little spider in a tissue and threw it into the toilet, officially starting my happy day.

At noon, I contacted the jar, he said that he had found a job in Nanjing, rented a house, and was starting to bring his sister and father to live here, and he heard that I was back and knew that he was very excited, and he said that he would come to my house and have a drink with me anyway.

It just so happened that I was bored today, so I ordered seven or eight hot dishes and three bottles of wine in advance, ready to welcome me, a friend of life and death.

In the evening, the jar came to my house, and we ate and drank as if we had regained the pleasure of drinking sweet potato roast and chatting in the guest house.

About a bottle of wine was in the stomach, and the jar patted his bald head melon and said, "Look at my memory, Meng Anqing came to me yesterday, let me stare at you a little bit, and when you return to Nanjing, I will inform her, you be careful, I don't know what kind of fame she is doing." ”

Meng Anqing?!

When I heard it, the whole person was stupid, didn't Meng Anqing die in the funeral hall more than ten days ago?!