Thinking of the strange hands and figures that appeared in the nightclub before, the conclusion has not yet been determined, and I feel more and more that Jiang Xue has a lot of suspicion.

At this point, the monkey was no longer suspicious. I sent him away, but this kid was reluctant, looked at us in a daze, and said Didn't you finish moving the grave? Why is Jiang Xing in a coma again? As he spoke, he shivered again.

I told him that there was some work left undone, but you couldn't help anymore, you go home and wait for news, keep your phone open and on call.

When the monkey turned around and walked away, Jiang Xue's crying stopped, and she looked at us helplessly, asking why her brother was afraid of her?

I comforted Jiang Xue.

"It's not that simple, don't worry, Jiang Xing's condition has improved, but it will take some time to recover."

Then, I asked her as if nothing had happened.

"Do you recall, apart from the haunting of the nightclub recently, what other strange things have happened around you?"

"Strange things?"

Jiang Xue wiped her tears, thought for a while, and said that except for her younger brother who was unconscious, she didn't encounter anything strange.

I saw that her face was very pale and she had two dark circles under her eyes, so I asked her if she hadn't slept well last night.

Jiang Xue said that it may be that there have been too many things recently, or it may be that she is not accustomed to the water and soil, and her sleep quality has not been good since she came to Quancheng, she always dreams, and she is weak and energetic when she gets up in the morning.

I remembered that she had mentioned that she didn't sleep well in a nightclub before, but there are many people in the world who don't sleep well, so I didn't think about it at the time. Taking this opportunity, I asked Jiang Xuemeng if you still remember the content?

Jiang Xue was a little embarrassed, saying that she remembered the content, and there was no pattern, that is, she dreamed that she had become another person, shuttling around the city, running like a gust of wind.

My heart moved, and I asked Jiang Xue to recall carefully, what kind of person was in the dream? Where did they go?

Jiang Xue said that what she had become in her dream should be a woman, wearing ancient wide-sleeved clothes. As for where I've been, there are many places, sometimes it's an elevator, sometimes it's a toilet, and sometimes it seems to be in a neighborhood or village.

She asked me a little dazed.

"Does it have something to do with my brother's coma?"

Fat Bird said that red souls can only appear when the host is asleep. At this moment, I already have the answer in my heart, and I feel that Xia Lingling's eight achievements are attached to Jiang Xue.

But I was afraid of scaring her, so I could only do Tai Chi, saying that I was dreaming, it was all a foot in the sky and a foot in the ground, and you should be under too much psychological pressure.

Jiang Xue asked us what to do next. I told her that we will arrange the rest, you take advantage of the nightclub holiday in the past few days to take a good rest, accompany your brother, and I will inform you in time if there is news.

Walking out of the hospital, we first went to Meimei for breakfast, and then went home to catch up on sleep.

On the way, I called Tiandihe and told the company that the haunted nightclub had not been completed, and I couldn't go back for the next two days.

After getting up at noon, we discussed the clues again, and felt that Jiang Xue was the next breakthrough. There is only one psychic talisman drawn by the fat bird, and if it is used on Jiang Xue, the success rate is not high, not to mention, it is easy to startle the snake.

Anyway, the nightclub has been closed for three days, and it is only halfway through today, so we decided to observe Jiang Xue's situation in the dark first. I asked Amorous to go to Xiahou Village again and go to Xia Lingling's house to understand the situation. Wonderful Pen Court

The stammering monk has a monk's robe, and he is bald, so he is more suitable for intelligence than us. The fat man went to the hospital to monitor Jiang Xue's movements, and I got up and rushed to Jiang Xing's rental house, which was the urban village to investigate.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

When I came to Jiang Xing's rental house, the corridor was still a mess, and I could see Xiaoqiang and mice from time to time, nothing unusual.

I knocked on the door of my next-door neighbor, but no one answered. At noon, there were no people in the urban villages, and most of the residents here were farmers and odd workers who had gone to work in the city, and they all went to work at this point.

Standing in front of the corridor window, I saw a shirtless security guard in the security room at the entrance of the urban village, about 50 years old, with gray hair, listening to the radio.

It was close to lunchtime, but he had no intention of going to eat.

I went downstairs, bought pork head meat from the deli next to me, and went to the supermarket to buy a beer, and walked into the security room.

The shirtless security guard was stunned when he saw me and asked me what was the matter? Do you want to rent a house?

I put the wine and food on the table, and said Uncle, I am the tenant of this urban village, and I have come today to ask for advice. It's time for dinner, let's two on the hour?

The security guard stared at the aromatic pork head meat on the table, kept sniffing, and was polite.

"Oh, you young man, what are you doing, there is something to talk about, how to do this, we have a clear rule, no favoritism......"

His words had a faint southern accent, and he was smacking as he spoke, obviously greedy.

I took out a cigarette and lit it for him, saying Uncle, you think too much, what kind of favoritism, I can't talk about it, I'm here to chat with you, just when I'm alone and bored, can't you talk to me?

The security guard took a suspicious puff of cigarette, looked at me again, and said that it was okay to say yes first, it was okay to chat, but he didn't count the matter of lowering the rent, it was the manager above.

I set the dishes, opened two more cans of beer, and said don't worry, whoever pays the rent is the grandson!

When the security guard saw me say this, his nervous expression finally relaxed, and he rubbed his hands together and sat down at the table.

As the saying goes, "wine is the soup that relieves worries, and words are the bridge between hearts".

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, the security uncle's face was a lot ruddy, and told me that he was a southerner, and he had been working in Quancheng for many years, and his two sons were in college, and he and his wife could only rely on part-time jobs to earn tuition, and life was not easy.

He also said that he hadn't read much, that he was just a security guard at the door, and that he was curious about what I was going to talk to him about.

I told the security guard that he was a writer and that he was running out of inspiration, so he came to him to talk about his daily anecdotes and collect some material for writing.

"Oh, young man, you're a literati, it's amazing!"

The security uncle was interested, and said that he didn't know anything else, and that the gossip in the surrounding miles could be talked about for three days and three nights, as long as I was willing to listen.

I laughed, and said gossip is okay, I write horror, preferably some anecdotes, the more bizarre and bizarre the better.

The uncle took a sip of the beer in his hand, flattened the aluminum can, and said that you also asked the right person, he knows more about this kind of ghost story.

Then he began to tell me about his headless ghost in the southern village, killing a donkey in the middle of the night to recruit the soul, the water spirit pulled people to ask for their lives, and the pervert pressed the little daughter-in-law's bed Balabala a lot, and the spit flew directly......