It's also horrible.

Mu Hanyi unconsciously touched his forehead, what should I do, I feel that there is a woman living here.

Phew.

It's a female ghost.

Phew.

Nothing, no women, no female ghosts.

The figure in front of him flashed suddenly, and before Mu Hanyi could react, the female ghost: "Ah......"

The screams were sharp and piercing.

Mu Hanyi unconsciously covered his ears, and when he reacted again, Yeli Ge slapped his palm on the man's head, and then pulled it up, and the female ghost's head was deeply pulled out by her.

It's a ghost!

This time it's really a ghost.

Mu Hanyi was dumbfounded, in the twenty-first century, he actually saw this kind of thing.

"What do you use?"

"Ah......h

The female ghost struggled desperately, but she found that all her strength was useless, so she could only be dragged alive like this, and then slapped into a special glass bottle by Ye Lige.

The screams are gone.

Mu Hanyi let go of his ears, and felt that there were countless buzzing sounds echoing in his head.

"Alright."

Ye Lige looked at him expressionlessly: "If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, remember to talk less, stay away, and then call me, understand?" ”

"Oh."

Mu Hanyi came over: "Master, it turns out that you still catch ghosts?" ”

"No, it won't."

Ye Lige said the truth, Mu Hanyi didn't believe it: "It's impossible, you said you wouldn't, but I saw with my own eyes that you caught ghosts, and you stuffed all the ghosts into this glass bottle." ”

"I'm not called a ghost catcher."

"I'm supposed to call ......"

Ye Lige said for a moment, okay, this is catching ghosts, but it is a little different from the method used by those Taoist priests, in short, no matter what, it is still smooth.

"That's right."

Ye Lige wanted to leave, and looked at Mu Hanyi with a pause: "Have you heard of Li Xiaoxiao?" ”

"Li Xiaoxiao?"

"It's a familiar name."

Mu Hanyi muttered, his eyes lit up: "I remember, the corpse sent over in the morning, I heard that it was killed, the head was cut off, and the corpse was separated miserably." ”

"I'd like to check it out."

The night song gestured: "Lead the way." ”

"Oh."

Mu Hanyi is not afraid, as a doctor, he has seen a lot of corpses, even if he has cut off his head, it is not that he has never seen it.

Basement.

Morgue.

Mu Hanyi pulled out the freezer, and Li Xiaoxiao's body was quietly parked inside.

The blood marks on the neck are obvious.

Ye Lige's fingers lightly pressed on the door of Li Xiaoxiao's head, and sure enough, this was just a shell, and the three souls and seven spirits were all gone.

When ordinary people die, their souls will unconsciously follow the corpse in such a short period of time, and a small number of them will stay in the place where they were killed, not even knowing that they are dead.

"Master, where are you going?"

Mu Hanyi catches up with Ye Lige, he is particularly interested in these, if people can really become ghosts after death, does that mean that he still has the opportunity to meet his mother, who died at an early age?

"Go to the playground and visit the haunted house, will you go?" Fun read

Yeli asked him.

Mu Hanyi: "Go, do you want to find Li Xiaoxiao's soul?" Master, can this person really become a ghost when he dies? Where do you go when you become a ghost? ”

"You have a lot of questions, curious baby?"

The night left the song and squinted at him.

"Master, this is something that everyone would be curious about, right?"

"By the way, Master, do you think there really is heaven and hell in this world?"

"Is there a dungeon?"

"If there are ghosts, are there really immortals?"

Mu Hanyi is simply a curious baby, and he leaves the song at night: "Mmmmmm, anyway, what you see on TV is true, what is written in it is true, there is heaven and hell, and there are immortals, good people will become immortals, and bad people will go to hell." ”

"Master, don't be perfunctory to me."

Mu Hanyi was aggrieved, and left the song at night: "I really didn't perfunctory you, the rules of this world are like this." ”

"Can a good man really go to heaven?"

What Mu Hanyi actually wanted to ask was whether his deceased mother really went to heaven and whether he had a chance to meet again, and he still had a lot to say to her.

"In fact, the dead are gone, you still break this thought and live your life well."

Ye Lige can see through it at a glance.

Mu Hanyi: "Master, you haven't experienced it, you don't understand, the biggest regret in my life is that the night my mother left, she wanted to talk to me more, but I didn't accompany her." ”

"Hmm."

Ye Lige really didn't understand, so he leaned back on the sofa silently and squinted at him.

"Master, that night, really, I was very tired when I came home from overtime, and my whole body was about to collapse, so my mother came to tell me that there was something she wanted to discuss with me, and I fell asleep and told her that I would talk about it tomorrow, and then I didn't know anything."

Mu Hanyi's eyes were red.

Ye Lige handed over the tissue: "Well, then what?" ”

"Then I got up and found a letter in my hand, I opened it and looked at it, only to find out that it was my mother's suicide note, the whole sentence is son, it's nothing, my mother just wants to say that my mother is gone, you take good care of yourself."

"Oh."

Night Departure Song didn't expect this to be the result.

"Oh?"

"Master, you're a little bit like that."

Mu Hanyi doesn't know how to describe it, when she is so sad, she can only do it?

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to comfort anyone."

"Actually, my mother left quite suddenly, so she called me to tell me that she was going to divorce my dad, and I was quite happy, but I died of sudden heart death on the first day."

Night Departure shrugged.

"But you can see your mother for the last time, and you can still talk to her, what about me, I only have one letter in the end, I regret it, you know? If I had talked to my mom more that night, or my mom wouldn't have felt redundant and wouldn't have chosen to commit suicide. ”

Mu Hanyi's eyes turned red again.

Ye Lige looked at him, thought for a while, and handed him a tissue: "Do you believe that there is a definite number in the dark?" ”

"What do you mean?"

Mu Hanyi didn't understand.

"It's just that how many years a person lives in this life is actually predestined, just like my mother, I thought she would live a hundred years, but she still left on that day, this is fate."

Yeli Song's voice was faint and there was no emotion: "So you don't have to worry too much, even if you talk to your mother all night, that night is fine, what about the second night?" What about the third night? Can you stay with her like this all the time, all the time? ”

“……”

Mu Hanyi was stunned, he really hadn't thought about this.

"You will change, you will have your own life, and then your mother will always be unable to bear it, and then it will end like this, this is what people say, you can't change it."

Ye Lige handed over another tissue.

"Master, you are really ruthless and ruthless, yes, I know what you said is true, but is it destined to be heavenly, so you really can't change it?"

Mu Hanyi still couldn't believe it.

Ye Lige pursed her lips tightly, if she couldn't change it, how could she sit here properly?