At four o'clock in the morning, when Li Chenfeng and Zhang Shigou returned to the city with a disgraced face, they were already completely desperate, thinking that it might be too late to collect Wenwen's body at this time.

As soon as they entered the hospital, Zhang Maigou heard a familiar voice.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

Zhang Maigou couldn't believe his ears for a while, and even suspected that it was Wenwen's ghost, but when he desperately took his niece into his arms, he was surprised to find that Wenwen's was indeed alive, because such a body temperature is impossible for ghosts.

Afterwards, Li Chenfeng thought that there was a problem with his speculation that night, and Zhang Luoru had no intention of killing her by controlling Wenwen to jump off the building.

But later, through the words that Zhang sold the dog from Wenwen's mouth, it was revealed that she did go to school that night and indeed climbed to the top of the building, and she herself did not know why she did not jump from the upstairs in the end.

Perhaps at the last moment, Zhang Luoru's heart softened, she couldn't bear to kill her once good friend after all.

On Sunday afternoon, Li Chenfeng received an anonymous commission to deliver a special courier at a place called Huayuan Road.

Li Chenfeng thought that this was another commission to paint skin, although it was not released through the fierce ghost group, but he still attached great importance to it, after all, he almost messed up the previous matter, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

The location of Huayuan Road is good, the house price is very expensive, of course, the quality of the house is also good, glamorous, no less than the luxury villas in many places, so most of the people living here are also some rich people.

Because he was not very familiar with this side, Li Chenfeng turned on the small battery and looked at it building by building.

Building 9, Building 8, Building 7......

The street was almost at the end, and Li Chenfeng finally found Building No. 4.

The strange thing is that the other buildings look high-end and high-grade, but this No. 4 building is a little strange, not only is it old and old, but it is also black and swarthy, as if it has been smoked by oil smoke for a long time, which is even worse than the tube building that Li Chenfeng lived in decades ago.

Li Chenfeng sighed, thinking that he might be a stubborn nail again.

got out of the car and was about to walk in with the courier, but the entrance of the building was locked by an iron shelf door, he put down the courier and knocked on the door there for most of the day, but no one in the room responded.

"What's the situation?"

He pulled the door and shook it a few more times, and the lock opened on its own, and then a cold wind blew out from inside.

Li Chenfeng picked up the courier and walked in, he looked at the time, half past two in the afternoon. The sun was shining outside, but it was pitch black in the corridor, and it seemed that the lighting lamp had broken down.

After living in that dilapidated tube building for a long time, Li Chenfeng was used to going upstairs in the dark, and it didn't take him a few minutes to go up to the fourth floor and find 404.

He knocked on the door, there was no response inside, Li Chenfeng really didn't expect it to be so troublesome to send a courier, it had taken more than an hour from departure to now, and he was already a little impatient in his heart, so he put the things at the door and planned to go downstairs.

But as soon as he arrived at the corner of the corridor, he suddenly bumped into a miserable white face, which frightened Li Chenfeng to sit on the stairs, and then screamed again, as if he had hit the tail vertebrae.

"I'm sorry young man, the light in the hallway is broken, it scares you."

On closer inspection, it was a pale, hunched old man, his body was thin, and he was still coughing as he spoke.

"It's okay, uncle."

Li Chenfeng rubbed his buttocks and slowly stood up, noticing that the old man was carrying a bag of rice in his hand, at least thirty catties.

"Uncle, I see that I am so old and my health is not good, why do I still do all this heavy work by myself?"

The old man smiled and said, "My children are all working outside, and my wife and I live here." ”

Li Chenfeng sighed, another pair of empty nesters.

"Uncle, this thing is quite heavy, why don't I help you move it upstairs."

"Oh, thank you so much, boy."

"It's okay, it's a matter of effort."

As he spoke, he picked up the rice and walked upstairs, followed by the old man.

"Uncle, how many floors do you live on?"

"Fourth Floor, 404."

Hearing the room number of "404", Li Chenfeng immediately felt a little strange, could it be that he was connected to this place?

But because he was just eager to help, he didn't think much of it at the time.

"What boy?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm delivering a courier, and I happened to deliver a courier to your door just now, but there was no one inside the knock on the door."

"I'm sorry young man, my wife should be at home, but her ears are a little behind and she can't hear."

"Oh, that's it."

Going upstairs again, the old man opened the door neatly, and Li Chenfeng helped bring the courier and rice in.

I don't know what kind of structure this building is, and there is not much light in the room in the daytime when the windows are open, and the room looks very dim without lights.

"Old woman, I'm back. We would like to thank this young man for helping us carry the rice bag. ”

No one in the room responded, and the old man poured Li Chenfeng a glass of water.

"You sit down and drink a glass of water and rest for a while."

As he spoke, he entered the inner room, Li Chenfeng looked around, the furnishings in the room were very old, the seats and cabinets were all in the style of the seventies and eighties, and the ceiling and walls were blackened, which should be some years old.

The room was very stuffy, Li Chenfeng was sweating after sitting for less than three minutes, and there was a fragrance in the room, as if meat was stewed in the kitchen.

"Wake up, old woman."

The old man's voice came from inside the house again, and he walked out with a smile.

"This old woman, it's three o'clock and she's still taking a nap."

Li Chenfeng stood up and said, "Uncle, then I won't disturb your rest, let's go first." ”

"Wait, the meat in my house is stewed, why don't you eat something before you leave."

Li Chenfeng looked a little embarrassed, "No need, how bad is this." ”

The old man was still smiling, "There are not many enthusiastic young men like you these days, if it weren't for your help today, I really don't know how to get that bag of rice, I've been sick for many years......"

Before Li Chenfeng could agree, he went into the kitchen again, and seemed to really serve stew to Li Chenfeng.

Li Chenfeng walked around the living room, and suddenly noticed that there was something like a shrine in the corner of the wall, and incense wax was burning in front of the shrine, and there were five posthumous photos in it.

Two old men, a young man and a woman, and a child, one of whom was an old man......