Sending Wang Xiumin away, Ling Tian lay on the bed and began to think about the number three target.

The No. 3 target disappeared with his aunt Ling Tongyu and Xiao Tong.

After the disappearance, Ling Tian had been worried for a long time, and only then did he feel relieved when he received a call from his aunt.

The only way to find the third target is to contact Auntie.

Can......

Thinking of his aunt, Ling Tian suddenly felt the urge to kill.

That Ling Tongyu didn't know if he was too interested in ghosts and ghosts, not only was he not afraid at all, but he also refused to tell Ling Tian their location, and every time he called, he used the Internet phone, so that his family couldn't find it.

Even with himself, he was blamed by his elders several times.

He was so angry that he didn't want to care about her life or death, but now that it was about his own life or death, Ling Tian couldn't help it.

took out the call records from this period of time and dialed them back one by one, and he didn't have any hope for this, but other than that, he really didn't know what else to do.

As expected, the phone could not be called, and in the end I had no choice but to give up.

Late at night.

was dreaming of beating Ling Tongyu violently, but the phone rang, and as soon as he saw a series of unfamiliar calls on it, Ling Tian chose to hang up as soon as possible. Advertising is so pervasive that no one is immune.

But then he was stunned.

Damn, it won't be Ling Tongyu calling.

picked up the phone and was about to call back, when the phone rang again, and it was Ling Tongyu when he answered.

The whirring wind kept blowing on the phone, and there was a faint sound of water.

"Ling Tongyu, where are you?"

"I'm playing outside."

"Playing with your uncle, I heard the ghost crying."

Indeed, even if Ling Tongyu deliberately increased the volume, he couldn't isolate the continuous whimpering.

"Huh? Ghost crying, what the hell crying, I'm watching TV, haha. ”

The laughter was exaggerated, and as Ling Tian was silent, it gradually became an awkward laugh, becoming intermittent until it disappeared.

"I don't know you yet, Target No. 3 is with you, let her come back, there's something urgent."

"Target Three, who it is, I don't know."

"Ling Tongyu, do you want to die?"

"Catch him, little boy."

The call was hung up instantly, and it had become an empty number after the call.

Ling Tian's face was dark, his teeth were clenched, and his last anger turned into a roar: "Ling Tongyu." ”

roared, and his mood was much better, but Ling Tongyu called again as if he was looking for something.

"Dead Ling Tian, it's all your fault, let him run away."

"Damn, aren't you watching TV?"

"Can't I fit into the plot?"

"Huhuhu......"

"Huhuhu......"

There was a sharp gasp of anger on both ends of the phone.

After a while, Ling Tiancai softened and said, "Auntie, I really need the help of the No. 3 target, so you should always raise your noble hand." ”

"Boy, even if you know each other, even my aunt dares to be fierce, and she can endure it. Hum. Who is the number three target? Shadow Girl? ”

"Who is Shadow Girl?"

"I don't know, the shadow who came out with me can't speak, I can only call her Shadow Niang."

After some negotiations, it was determined that Ying Niang was the number three target, and Ling Tian hurriedly agreed to a series of unequal treaties in exchange for Ling Tongyu's two words.

Putting down the phone, Ling Tian suddenly felt tired all over, his aunt was really not worrying at all.

The drowsiness had already been taken away, and he felt a little tired, Ling Tian simply got up and walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

As soon as he took off his coat, he saw He Yao's ballpoint pen hanging in front of the mirror, motionless.

Hurriedly blocked his chest with his clothes: "He Yao, what's wrong?" ”

This is the first time that a ballpoint pen has floated in the air without asking.

The ballpoint pen trembled slightly, as if hesitating, knowing that Ling Tian had asked for the second time, before a black card fell in the flutter.

Ling Tian picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help frowning.

He lingered outside the door for a long time...... Perhaps he also knew that he didn't deserve help. ’

Damn, what's the situation?

Knowing that He Yao had already used his foreknowledge ability, looking at the broken pen, Ling Tian didn't ask again, and after thinking about it, he gave up taking a bath and went to bed.

The existence that can make He Yao hesitate, he doesn't want to provoke stupidly.

What he didn't expect was that for two nights in a row, He Yao's ballpoint pen was waiting for him in the bathroom.

Looking at the two extra cards in front of him, he was a little dazed.

He didn't dare to leave, and although he didn't get help, standing at the door gave him a little comfort in his heart...... Maybe that's all he can get. ’

Fear caused him to begin to babble, and only the avoidance of his gaze could keep him awake occasionally, and if tears could be helped, he would not have spared himself, but unfortunately, there was never remorse in his tears. ’

The words on the black card became more and more incomprehensible to Ling Tian, and He Yao seemed to be swaying in his heart.

Who the hell is the person outside the door?

He gradually became curious in his heart, could it be He Yao's ex-boyfriend, or her relatives?

Curiosity was like a poisonous snake tearing at his heart, and then thinking of He Yao's constant predictions, maybe it was just because of He Yao's inner swing, not as originally thought, because of danger.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian let out a loud roar to wake Wei'er up, and opened the door amid Wei'er's cries and her aunt's irrepressible scolding.

A middle-aged man in his 50s, dressed in rags, was sitting on the steps of the doorway when he heard the sound of the door opening behind him and turned back blankly.

There was no excitement on his face after waiting for a long time, and he continued to look back at his toes under Ling Tian's strange gaze, and there were words in his mouth.

"No one will help me, no one will help me."

Ling Tian couldn't help but laugh: "Since you don't think anyone will help you, then why do you stay at the door of my travel agency every night?" ”

The man turned around again and pinched his dirty face in surprise: "It's not a dream, it's really a person." ”

Standing up and rushing to Ling Tian's side, as if he was worried that he would stain Ling Tian's clothes, he rushed to the front and hurriedly stopped, and took out a full plastic bag from his arms,

"Boss, here's 1,000 bucks, I'm going to see the hell."

Glancing at the plastic bag, Ling Tian looked the person up and down, and said strangely: "It looks like you've already seen ghosts." ”

The man wanted to speak and stopped, and finally let out a long sigh: "Retribution, retribution." ”

Two lines of tears washed away the smudge on his face and fell to the ground.

Thinking that the knot in a man's heart had been opened, Ling Tian, who was about to listen to the story, was at a loss.

The man cried for a while, and with a tear in his eyes, he stood up and walked away.

He still kept muttering, "I don't deserve help, I don't deserve help." ”

Looking at the man's staggering back, Ling Tian leaned in: "How can you have a virtue with He Yao." This man can't really have anything to do with He Yao, right? ”