Chapter Twenty-Four: The Novel That Can Be Predicted
An Chen looked at me with a bad look, "I said seriously, you won't really fall for evil!" ”
"Then I'm evil, you still don't pull me, and you get home before me?" I asked angrily.
"You're embarrassed to say, how can I call you, you ignore me, I didn't even run away, I just took a taxi back, such a little road, the driver is unwilling to pull me." An Chen rubbed his waist with a painful expression, "I see that you went back to your hometown, and the whole person is weird, with my experience of watching ghost movies, you must have encountered something unclean." ”
Looking back on the experience of the past few days, I was indeed about to go crazy, "If I say I see something you can't see, would you believe it?" ”
"I believe it! Affirmatively, I want to see it too. An Chen looked yearning.
I slapped him the shoulder, and I knew he didn't believe it.
"If you see it, you'll regret it. Ever since I stayed overnight at the county hotel in my hometown, there was a female ghost who followed me all the way to the capital, and she almost strangled me on the train. Everywhere I go, I always see her, and just now I saw her break your neck. ”
Saying all the words that I had held in my heart for the past two days with An Chen, I felt much more comfortable.
Who knew that An Chen's whole face turned red after listening to me, and then he laughed.
"You play it again, and you still act like it, I think you're a waste of talent if you're not an actor, I didn't expect you to read that novel too, don't you like to read supernatural novels?" An Chen stretched his neck, grabbed my hand and patted him on the neck.
What he said was a little inexplicable.
"I'm not acting, what I say is true, more true than pearls." I put one hand up and looked at An Chen seriously, "I swear." ”
"Well, I don't know, it's just that what you're talking about is exactly the same as the content of my recent supernatural novels on the Internet. Don't tell me, you received a letter from the future, or you went to memory, or I'm drunk. But the name of the protagonist of the novel is the same as yours, and I thought it was quite fateful at the time. ”
My head "boomed", where are there so many coincidences in the world, and I just met it.
"What novel were you talking about?" I grabbed An Chen's hand excitedly, like grasping a life-saving straw.
"What are you doing? Let go of me, people are men, and they don't like men. With that, he stared at me with wide eyes and sparkling eyes.
"It's disgusting, I was defeated by you, even if I beg you, tell me it's not okay?"
Seeing An Chen shake his head, I said ruthlessly, "A supper." ”
An Chen stretched out his hand and fingered three fingers.
"You're blackmailing!"
Seeing that he was about to leave, I hurriedly grabbed him, "Three times is three times." ”
"For the sake of being so reasonable, I'll tell you, the novel is called "The Lost City", which was also introduced by netizens, and the story started when you returned to your hometown, and the book only began to be updated at that time, and there are not many updates every day. You just said that you met a female ghost, and I thought of the female ghost written in the novel, and I thought you read the novel and lied to me here! ”
I listened to him in disbelief and waved my hand to him.
"Hey, after telling you, ignore me, can you still have a good time?"
I couldn't wait to go back to my room and take out my phone to search for the supernatural novel in An Chen's mouth. I read the first few chapters in one go, and the more I read it, the more shocked I became, and the more I read it, the cooler my heart became.
Everything that happened to me was written into the novel by the author. If everything in the book is a prophecy in me, the next chapter is not updated.
To say that it was all written by the author is as if she witnessed what happened to me.
It's incredible, I read it several times, and the story she wrote is as vivid as if it were real, but my memory of that time is blank.
What kind of ghost heirs, resurrection of the dead, and making deals with resentful spirits, things are very outrageous and unacceptable.
The only thing I can do now is find the author of the novel and ask her everything she knows.
I searched the web for information about the author. Luckily, I found her WeChat and asked her to add me, and I took out my phone from time to time to see if there was any reply from her, and the feeling of waiting was as uncomfortable as sitting on pins and needles.
I just felt a little tingling and itching on my face, I rubbed my eyes, black hair swept my face, and I subconsciously pushed away what was in front of me.
"Oh, what are you doing! Went crazy early in the morning. ”
The voice was somewhat familiar, and I sat up and looked at it, it was the little girl of the ghost, and I didn't even know when I fell asleep.
"You're sitting here silently, trying to scare people to death!"
"You're not so daring, are you?" The ghost said as he played with the dagger I had placed under my pillow.
"Give it to me, it's not for you to play." I reached out and snatched it from her hand and put it back under the pillow, "When did you arrive, why didn't you call me, I'll pick you up." ”
"What's there to pick up, the traffic is so developed, I can't get there by taxi." The ghost looked at me a little evasively, and there must be something hiding from me.
"I'm going back to my hometown for Qingming Festival." I wondered if I should talk to her.
"Oh, you're back home."
The ghost just said lightly, and didn't ask me too much, unlike her usually, there must be a demon when things go wrong.
I said tentatively: "I encountered a lot of strange things when I went back to my hometown this time, and there were always five big coffins in my dreams. ”
I made up the storyline I saw in the novel and observed her expression.
The ghost was slightly stunned at first, and looked at me with a dodge in the eyes.
"Our village is known as the village of the goddess, and it is not uncommon to encounter something strange, not unusual, just a dream."
Seeing that she didn't dare to make eye contact with me, she tried her best to hide her emotions.
"Don't you think that the conversation between us, you deliberately want to hide a lot of questions?"
I turned her face over and stared at her with wide eyes.
"I, what do I have to hide?" She stammered slightly.
"It's not even good to speak, you make a deal with the wraith, and you only have a year to live. And take my memory of the descendants of the ghost clan as sincerity, you say, am I right? "I questioned the ghosts about what I saw in the novel.
She was speechless and did not answer.
"You told me that you were going to travel, but in fact, you were in your hometown, and you should have taken a bus back earlier than me, but you haven't come over."
"I didn't." Her voice was low.
"None? Why didn't you let me pick you up without you? You should laugh when I see that the teeth in my mouth are gone. Why is there no response? ”
I don't give up on the ghosts with a series of questions.
An Chen rushed over when he heard the voice, "Ghost Ye, what are you doing here?" Don't you know how to be gentle with beautiful women? ”
"An Chen, I don't have time to joke with you now, you go out first. Let's brother and sister settle the matter, and you can come back in! ”
An Chen was stunned, his eyes wandered between me and the ghost for a while, and then obediently went out.
The ghost sat motionless on the edge of the bed, its eyes rolling, not knowing what it was thinking.
"You know what? Ever since I received the gift, I could see things that no one else could see, and there was a female ghost who followed me back from the inn. But I won't deal with her, don't you want to talk to me? ”
Whether the novel is true or not, everything is too weird, and that's the only way I can get the spirits to speak.