Ling Tian continued to probe, Tie Yi was stunned for a moment, and after repeating it, he asked puzzledly, "It's not foreign, what do you mean?" ”

"I'm going to ask you about this."

Tie Yi was silent for a while, and secretly glanced at Ling Tian, who was expressionless: "But I really didn't hide anything from you." Brother, you're going to have to help me anyway. ”

Seeing that Tie Yi was dying and didn't want to tell the truth, Ling Tian was not angry: "I don't owe you." ”

Tie Yi was speechless for a moment, he could only keep begging, but he never mentioned his own experience, seeing that death was approaching, he still chose to hide it, and Ling Tian was unwilling to say anything.

Standing up and walking towards the outside of the ward, Tie Yi pleaded again, and finally Ling Tian stopped when he walked to the door of the ward and looked back at Tie Yi.

The color on the iron artist's face was fleeting: "Brother, please, help us." ”

There was still no expression on Ling Tian's face: "I just forgot to tell you, that ghost just now not only appeared in your body, but also came out, don't you feel a lot of pain in your chest?" ”

Iron Yi subconsciously covered his chest, and sure enough, there was a faint pain, and his face could not change greatly, but his mouth opened and closed, and he still seemed to be hesitating.

Seeing this, Ling Tian turned around and left.

The loud shouts of the wrought iron and the sound of the door closing were combined, followed by the sound of Ling Tian's footsteps moving away.

Ling Tian walked out of the ward without stopping at all, it was naturally the right thing for everyone to help as neighbors, but it would be meaningless to deceive, after all, no one was a fool these days.

As soon as he walked to the elevator, Ling Tian's mobile phone rang, and at a glance, it was the iron art calling.

Ling Tian hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the phone.

On the phone, the wrought-iron voice became a little low, and there was even a hint of relief: "Brother, come back, I'll tell you everything." ”

Ling Tian didn't reply, he hung up the phone directly, he wanted to leave, and finally returned to the ward.

After all, they are all neighbors who look up and don't look down, and he can't be cold-blooded to turn a blind eye, but he also secretly decided in his heart that this is the last chance for wrought iron.

He wasn't Wrought Iron's parents, and he wouldn't be used to him like that.

Back in the ward, Ling Tian sat back in his place, still silent.

Tie Yi shook his head with a wry smile: "Brother, it was all my fault just now, it's just, but I didn't dare to say it, I'm afraid that after I say it, you won't help me, brother, I'm afraid." ”

Ling Tian frowned, the iron art was still moving, and he was about to start a battle now.

This time, the iron artist didn't dare to talk nonsense, and hurriedly spoke: "Brother, I said, brother, I said, it is actually related to this demolition." ”

"Demolition related?"

Ling Tian repeated, closed his mouth, and made a deaf appearance.

Tie Yi wanted to wait for Ling Tian to ask, but after waiting for a while, he only saw Ling Tian's extremely inquisitive gaze, and he couldn't help coughing dryly, so he could only speak by himself.

And the thing is very simple, even dog blood.

The general meaning is that a group of people are going to defend their old house to the death, whether it is for feelings or money, at least they have reached an agreement, and as with many stories, the developer is not stupid and has adopted various strategies.

And the wrought iron father and son played the disgraceful role of Erwuzai under the charm of money.

Not only did they take the lead in moving out, but they also lied that Yi Bo's ghost appeared, and it seemed that Yi Bo's ghost was protecting everyone's interests, but most of them were just ordinary people, and they still couldn't stand it when they knew that there was a ghost living next to them.

The wrought iron father and son completed the task and planned to enjoy their lives, but they did not expect that the fabricated ghosts did not appear, but many other ghosts came to them.

After saying that, Tie Yi looked at Ling Tian with a gaze like a begging kitten.

Ling Tian couldn't laugh or cry, he could be regarded as a victim of an iron lie, after all, he had been guarding Yi Bo's residence for several nights because of this lie.

Sighing, Ling Tian still planned to help the father and son, no matter what he said, they were still neighbors, seeing that something happened to them, Ling Tian thought that he couldn't do it.

It's just where the ghost is.

In the time that followed, Ling Tian tried to speak his mind several times, and just like at the beginning, he could only vaguely feel the existence of ghosts.

For a while, he was also a little scratching his head, and even a little nostalgic for the days when Yan'er was there, but he still had a consultant, although it was not very reliable.

For several nights in a row, Iron Yi would have nightmares, although the nightmare did not put his life in danger again, but the ghosts did not come out, and Ling Tian had no way to start.

Gradually, Tie Yi also seemed to feel that he was helpless, and his gaze at Ling Tian became a little complaining.

A person's heart will change with the change of thoughts, and when this dissatisfaction appears, Tie Yi's heart begins to slowly distort, and in his heart, he even blames Ling Tian for all this.

It's just that Ling Tian didn't notice this, and all his attention was on the body of the iron art.

Although he has not made progress yet, he has already faintly found some clues, that is, the location of the ghost, in fact, in the heart of the wrought.

Not knowing if it was his hallucination, Ling Tian felt that the ghost living in the heart of the iron art was slowly getting stronger, as if the iron art was providing nourishment to the other party.

This strange situation reminded Ling Tian of something he had mentioned when he was chatting with Yan'er.

The human heart can raise ghosts, which is the origin of the saying that there are ghosts in the heart, the complexity of the human heart is not clear to even the people themselves, and everyone has experienced occasional evil thoughts, but the evil thoughts that have always attracted ghosts.

Evil thoughts belong to yin, and people's evil thoughts are like a place where yin energy gathers for ghosts, which can provide the yin energy needed by ghosts, thus making ghosts more powerful.

But evil thoughts can also affect the ghost itself, making a good ghost evil, so although the human heart can live, most ghosts will not live in the human heart.

One is worried that evil thoughts will affect oneself, and the other is afraid that people's thoughts will change and lose their evil thoughts in their hearts.

The situation of the iron art now is very similar to the situation that Yan'er said at that time, but the demolition can make the iron art have so many evil thoughts.

Ling Tian couldn't help but shift his focus from ghosts to iron arts.

And he soon noticed that the wrought iron's gaze on him had changed.

With Ling Tian's inaction, the resentment in Tie Yi's heart became heavier and heavier, and he even felt that Ling Tian was the leader of everything, and he was paranoid that this was the only way to explain why Ling Tian was unwilling to help him solve his nightmare.

Nourished by his evil thoughts, the ghost grows faster and faster.

This night, Ling Tian sat on the edge of Tieyi's hospital bed as usual.

A few days of nightmares made Tie Yi lose weight, his eyes were like pandas, and they were covered with bloodshots.

"Brother, please."

Iron Yi had a bitter smile and a face full of begging, if Ling Tian hadn't discovered his psychological changes, he would probably have been deceived by his current appearance.

"Don't worry, you can sleep."

Wrought Iron nodded and closed his eyes.