Jiang Futing heard the impatience in his voice, but he could understand this woman, because one day, he would never tell Jiang Chao and Lin Jin about this kind of thing.

After a long pause, the woman took a deep breath, her face was a little red, obviously different from the shyness just now, and her eyes were a little embarrassed to dodge when she spoke: "That's the case." ”

Her voice was a little soft, like a mosquito barking, and the momentum on her body at the moment made people completely unable to match the person who spoke fiercely last night: "My dad was sick a week ago, because he himself is not very convenient to move, and after he got sick, he couldn't go out at all. ”

"I'm usually busy at work, and considering my dad's life problems, some things will be deliberately arranged in a fixed place, some are convenient for him to take, and some are more dangerous, so he won't be allowed to take them."

Bai Tang didn't raise his eyes, he lowered his eyes and listened, the sunlight outside came in through the window, and when Jiang Futing turned his head to meet his side face, he found that his eyelashes were glowing with a faint halo.

The latter result can be guessed by two people, and it must be found that the location is wrong.

The woman saw that the two of them were sitting there without moving, and as she spoke, she was like the stones blocked in her heart being pushed away, and they flowed out naturally, not as nervous as she was at the beginning: "Later, I found that the position of these things was all wrong, and it was normal for him to occasionally touch the things in the low places, and some things I put very high, but there were also traces of being moved, and when I asked him, he only said that he didn't know anything." ”

"Don't know anything?" Bai Tang was finally reluctant to raise his head.

The woman thought for a moment and bit her lip: "I've asked several times, and that's what he said." She paused, but the look on her face began to glow with fear: "And ......"

Bai Tang looked at her with encouraging eyes and asked her to continue.

"Especially when I take my dad out for a walk every night, and when I come back, I always feel like something is following behind me, and I thought it was too much at first." The woman shuddered as she spoke: "But one night, when I put my dad back in bed, and went to take a shower after a while, I saw a figure in the mirror, and the person was covered in blood!" ”

"What time is the evening?" Bai Tang asked.

The woman was still in the terrifying memory, and she grabbed her hair and thought: "It's about 12 o'clock when I'm done." ”

No wonder. After listening to this, Bai Tang began to look around the room, paused when he saw some places, and then continued to look, "How long have you been aware of this phenomenon?" ”

Jiang Futing followed the direction he had looked at, guessing what he was looking at, and following Bai Tang's line of sight, he really saw something different.

There are black marks in some places, like handprints, but the area and the remaining traces are a little different, probably because the ghost itself doesn't care when he grabs something.

Anyway, others can't see themselves, and when you think about it this way, the ghost wandering around the house is quite presumptuous, just like visiting your own house.

"It's about a week." The woman thought for a moment and said.

"Is it easy to see?" Although Bai Tang was asking, his body was already standing

Get up.

The woman hesitated, then nodded.

When Jiang Futing stood up, Bai Tang just turned his head and hooked his finger at him.

Jiang Futing followed, and then suddenly felt that Bai Tang's actions just now were very frivolous and particularly rude.

But he had already followed him into the kitchen, and he suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart.

The kitchen was quite clean, but the corners of the stove and the vicinity of the range hood were greasy, and the cracks were even covered with thick black and yellow grease.

Jiang Futing stopped and looked at the other side of the kitchen very consciously, there was also that black handprint, but there were not many, only one or two were still next to the edge of the sink, which should have been accidentally touched.

When he finished observing, Bai Tang had already turned around and was waiting for him: "See, right?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing nodded.

When the woman heard their conversation, the uneasiness that was already hidden revealed in her eyes: "What do you see?" Be...... Really...... That's what. ”

Her voice trembled a little when she said that, and she still didn't have the courage to say that word in the end.

"It's a ghost, as for the good or bad, I don't know yet, let's finish your house first." Bai Tang didn't have time to pay attention to the woman's face, which instantly turned pale with fear, and walked in a different direction towards the bedroom.

Jiang Futing was the first time to do such a thing, not as relaxed as Bai Tang's face, he was very serious throughout the whole process, and he did not let go of every place and small corner when observing.

A person who looked quite cold at the beginning, was even more serious when he had a straight face.

The woman who followed behind was already a little stunned when she saw the look on Jiang Futing's face, and she began to feel bottomless, and she felt that it was very troublesome.

After turning around, the basic situation is similar to that of the living room, not a lot, all black handprints, and it doesn't seem to have any other fluctuations, and that ghost shouldn't have done anything.

Looking for something?

Jiang Futing and Bai Tang suddenly glanced at each other tacitly.

"There's another room." Jiang Futing's heart skipped a beat by this glance, and he took the lead in turning his head away, looking at the room where the door was locked all the time and reminded.

Bai Tang asked in a declarative tone, "Is it convenient to take a look at this?" ”

But the man had already walked outside the door and grabbed the handle of the door.

The expression on the woman's face was tangled for a moment, a little reluctant, a little similar to the state she had just spoken, as if something unsightly had been spied on.

Bai Tang was surprisingly patient at this time, so he kept holding the handle, staring at her motionlessly, waiting for her answer.

His pupils looked calm, so quiet that there were no waves at all, but the invisible pressure inadvertently diffused.

"You." The woman pinched the corners of her clothes, her expression struggled, and compared with Bai Tang's frankness and her twisting, it seemed that her vain and cowardly careful thoughts were even more unbearable.

She held back for a long time, and finally said with difficulty: "Look. ”

"Click." The moment the door opened, the rich ghost aura inside instantly emanated.

Jiang Fu

Ting was so stunned that he even forgot to keep up with the person in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Bai Tang turned his head with some doubts.

Jiang Futing came back to his senses and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

The moment he stepped into the room, there were ripples in his heart, not an illusion.

This ghostly ...... It's familiar, and although it's not strong, you can feel the strength inside.

He followed Bai Tang and looked around, the light in the room was relatively dim, the curtains were half drawn, at least half of the room was submerged in the dark, coupled with the black gas swirling in the air, it was dull and a little depressing.

Jiang Futing frowned, there are quite a lot of black handprints in it, in addition to the black handprints, a large black shadow can also be seen on the edge of the bed.

He thought there was no one in the room, but just as he was about to retract his gaze, the quilt on the bed suddenly moved slightly.

The two of them suddenly gathered their eyes at the same time, and a very thin and withered arm poked out from inside, with a withered yellow skin, irregular redness on it, and brown scabs with gray-yellow pus, like recovering skin after festering.

Just now, because of the freshness of exploring things, I didn't know if I looked too seriously and noticed the person on the bed, Jiang Futing found that there was a faint smell in the room.

It's a bit like the smell of long-rotten meat mixed with fishy, and a little musty and indescribable.

Although it is very light, it is subconsciously a little disgusting.

Jiang Futing frowned, looked at the people on the side, Bai Tang's face was also a little not very good, and the master's forced face showed some signs of cracking.

The woman carefully followed up from the outside, and the expression on her face was particularly embarrassing.

"This is your dad?" Bai Tang asked directly without looking at her, and his tone was quite frivolous, a little sarcastic.

"Yes." She clenched her cuffs tightly, her voice shaking.

Shame, shamelessness, all kinds of messy and worst emotions rushed into her brain at once, and she was a little dizzy, and her cheeks seemed to be burning with a raging fire.

Jiang Futing still looked at the person on the bed, his breathing was so weak that he couldn't do it, even the painful moans were intermittent, humming and stopping, the feeling of hanging his breath made people feel uncomfortable in his heart, and he twitched and hurt.

It's not just this that makes people worry, but the place where the quilt bulges is only half, and the length of that half is at most the length of an adult's waist.

When a normal person is lying down, the width of the bulging quilt is at least from the head of the bed to the end of the bed.

Jiang Futing didn't think about it further, it was obvious that the room was groggy, but this picture was a bit dazzling.

The room was suddenly eerily silent, and all three of them were silent, except for the faint moaning of the bed.

The woman couldn't bear the strong pressure of these two people, so she sighed helplessly, walked to the side of the bed and dipped a cotton swab in the water in the cup to wet the lips of the person on the hospital bed: "You have also seen that my father is disabled. ”

Jiang Futing and Bai Tang still didn't speak.

woman

The movements of the people are very skillful and careful, and it doesn't look like they will abuse people, but it can't be ruled out that this will be a possible scene in acting.

"It was a long time ago, almost twenty years ago, and I was only six or seven years old, and I was still in the first grade of elementary school." The woman kept wetting his lips with a cotton swab and was very patient.

Several times the man in the hospital bed struggled and broke a few syllables, unable to say a complete sentence, and when he tugged at her sleeve, he almost knocked over the water glass, but she was not angry.

There was no trace of impatience in his expression, he was very calm, calm as simple as eating and drinking, just like doing ordinary things.

It's not like it's pretended.

Jiang Futing felt that the low air pressure on Bai Tang's body had subsided a little.

The woman wiped the sleeve of her clothes that had been splashed by the water with a piece of paper, and simply cleaned it up: "At that time, I happened to be taking a nap, and suddenly there was an earthquake, and my mother was there to protect me at that time." ”

She choked up as she spoke, trying to suppress her ups and downs, as if she was afraid of being seen, and said as easily as possible: "Hey! Anyway, it's gone. ”

"My dad." She glanced at the person on the bed and slowly stuffed his arm back into the quilt, "He will be a firefighter, and he went to dig people, and he encountered a few aftershocks in the middle, and this is what he will look like when he comes back." ”

The undulating gaze was hidden behind the curtains that covered the light, and the voice was cold and clear.

(End of chapter)