A tree standing straight instantly caught my attention, and I thought about it carefully.

In the first few minutes, I had seen the tree, its trunk nearly withered, in stark contrast to the other trees that were so sanctimonious beside him.

I frowned, stopped the car, and looked at the tree in the strange moonlight, it was as withered as ever, as if a gust of wind could knock him down.

"It's weird." I muttered to myself, and soon realized that I might have been hit by a ghost.

Without staying there any longer, I started the car again, and after a short drive on it, the withered tree came into my eyes again.

Eight achievements is a ghost hit the wall, I lowered my head impatiently, only the sound of my breathing in the car, the phone screen lit up, and I looked at the time.

It was almost late at night.

If it continues like this, there is a good chance that there will be big trouble.

I pressed my hand to my chest, which was the position of the Pearl of the Holy Spirit, and as soon as my palm was hot, I knew that it was the Pearl of the Holy Spirit that had reacted, and I closed my eyes gently, and I concentrated on feeling the feeling of the palm getting hotter and hotter.

After a while, a light burst out of my chest, straight out of the car window, enveloping my car, I slowly opened my eyes, and the light disappeared.

Silence returned, and the white sedan slowly drove forward, pulling the withered old tree far behind it.

The ghost hit the wall was broken, I breathed a sigh of relief, the burning feeling in my chest disappeared, I slowly turned on the turn signal, and was about to start the car to the right, when suddenly my eyes lit up, a figure suddenly appeared, I was startled, and quickly stepped on the brakes.

One by one

The screeching brakes broke the silence around me, and I watched the "people" who were close at hand let go of their hanging hearts, rolled down the windows in annoyance, poked their heads out, and I looked at the "people" in front of me who lowered their heads and cursed.

"Do you have long eyes? What are you doing on such a big road, can't it accommodate you? ”

My echo sounded around the emptiness, and after a few seconds my echo was gone, but the man still didn't respond to me, I snorted impatiently, sat in the car, and was about to start the car, when the man spoke softly.

"Zhengxin."

The man's voice was so hoarse that I couldn't tell if he was a man or a woman, and after a few seconds of silence, I said, "Who are you?" ”

It was only after the smell of a dead man came from the tip of my nose that I realized that the person in front of me was not a human at all, and I ignored this point when I was angry just now, but now I reacted after calming down.

"I'm a painter." He added, and I watched him walk towards the window next to me, "The famous painter who painted a few weird paintings in that incident you investigated recently." ”

He laughed weirdly as he spoke, and I saw that his hair, which was not short or long enough to cover his eyes, was blown up by the wind, revealing his hollow and numb left eye.

"Why are you trapping me inside?" I asked him, and I knew clearly that he was the one who set up the wall to trap me.

"Don't look it up." He said, "None of us should do us any good in this investigation, you know?" ”

Somehow, I could hear the pleading tone in his hoarse voice.

"When I beg you, Zhengxin, don't check it, just let it be forgotten by us all the time."

When the words fell, I didn't rush to answer his question, tilted my head slightly, and looked at him: "Impossible." ”

"I will definitely investigate this matter, two lives, must not die in vain."

"Zhengxin, there are some things I can't tell you now, but you definitely can't check this matter, understand?"

The supplication in his tone was gone, and I saw his dark lips close together, and I looked sideways at his trembling shoulders. 19th Floor Literature

It seems that I am afraid that I will refuse again.

"I'll definitely check it out, you can't stop me."

After I said this, I started to start the car, and suddenly a bloodless hand appeared in the window that I rolled down, and sharp nails stabbed at my neck, I indifferently reached out to resist, wrapped my fist around his hand, and pushed his hand out fiercely.

The palm of my hand was so cold that I pulled out the car keys again, reached out to open the door, and looked at the artist.

"Painter, why don't I agree, are you going to kill my mouth today?"

I got out of the car as I spoke, and as I looked at the attacking artist, I quietly dodged and then reached out to grab him.

"That's not how I've cultivated in the past few years," I looked at him angrily, but couldn't break free, "Don't think I'm going to give up now, originally, I'm not that interested in this matter." ”

I deliberately provoked him, and sure enough, I felt more and more ghostly energy in him.

"But the way you are now, you have succeeded in piquing my interest, understand?"

He and I were standing in front of the car, the light in front of the car was shining on the two of us, and there was only my shadow on the ground, and the place where my hands were cuffed was empty.

"Zhengxin, don't be ignorant."

The painter gritted his teeth, and I let go of him, watched him take a few steps forward without any delay, and then turned to face me.

His hair was gently blown by the wind, and he was dressed in white clothes with many traces of paint on them.

"Zhengxin, I'll warn you one last time, don't check it again."

"Then I'll tell you again at the end, I will definitely investigate this matter to the end."

The lights started to flicker on and off, and I knew it was the artist's fault, but after a few seconds the lights went out and the artist disappeared from my eyes.

"Zhengxin." He said, the voice seemed to be close to my ear, but it seemed to be coming from behind me.

"Painter, let's stop doing this kind of scary trick, not only will I not be scared, but also..."

I didn't finish my sentence, but reached out and grabbed what was in front of me, and the sound of the painter burning in anger came to my ears.

"Zhengxin, let go, let go!"

His voice began to grow harsh, and his roar grew louder and louder, sounding painful.

"Zhengxin, Zhengxin...."He used all his strength, "I.... Let go.... My soul is almost gone..."

The tone was dying, but I still refused to let go, and watching him keep roaring, I slowly spoke.

"If you want me to let go, it's not impossible."

I lightened my strength, and the painter seemed to feel the burning sensation from his neck disappear a lot, and immediately said, "Then what do you want me to do!" ”

"Tell me, how did you and Xu Yuna meet? Also, how did you and her daughter Bo'er meet? ”

"What the hell is going on between you? Who is Jeong-sin in Seo Yoon-a's diary? ”

I told all the doubts in my mind, and if the painter told me the truth, it would save me less trouble and a lot of time.