As the night deepens......

The city is in full bloom. Neon Rainbow. This is not a bustling street. People come and go. We've been wandering the streets for almost a whole day.

Now. I. Fifth uncle. Like a beggar living on the side of the street. My uncle was drunk with a bottle of liquor in his hand. Slumped on the side of the street. Drinking. This is the best way for us humans to be paralyzed. Catharsis is good. It's okay to be a bag. Terrified. It's never a good idea.

I know that the fifth uncle has a lot on his mind. It's hard for me to persuade you. I also know very well where he is now. He is the eldest brother in the family. Wang Guirong is his once innocent little sister. Now at the age of unmarried, he is frightened and mentally ill. The rest of my life is unpredictable. The old mother of the family was clamoring for someone for him again. What do you let him do. From this morning. He had no choice but to kneel for me. I could feel his troubles. My own own uncle. How could I not help? So. I'm going to help. It was this late night that I was waiting for.

The night is as deep as paint. As I expected. I settled my fifth uncle in a small hotel. I sneaked into the textile mill silently. How could a few old men with dizzy eyes watching the gate stop me. The young security guard had already taken advantage of the night to go to the red light district. The few remaining wolfhounds that were released at night were taken out by me in a matter of minutes with a charm. They have charms on their heads, running around the yard like little sheep. Don't bark. It doesn't hurt. I walked in a huge textile mill like no one. You don't have to worry about being discovered. Because. At that time, there was no surveillance. As for the personnel on duty to patrol the venue. It's not instantaneous. So. It's a lot easier for me to get things done.

I first understand the structure and layout of the entire textile mill. In fact. is to find the five-story building that Wang Guirong said has a female ghost jumping down. It's not that hard......

Not a few seconds. I figured out the context of the mill. Several large factories. A three-story office building. All that's left is a five-story staff dormitory building. The dormitory building is five storeys tall because of its small footprint. On the first floor, it reads, 'What the warehouse looks like.' No wonder. This must be the five-story building in Wang Guirong's mouth, and there is nothing wrong with it.

I'm alone. Drenched in night dew and green frost. Gradually approaching the five-story dormitory building. Wait for me to stand five stories down. I couldn't help but look at the top of the five-story building. The night sky on the roof of the building was not clear. There are no stars. There is no bright moon. That's right. 'The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing. It's not a ghost. It's the wandering of unjust spirits. I appeared at the right time.

I was standing downstairs and not looking at the night sky. Instead, he paced back and forth with his head down. I acted as bait and waited for the silly woman in white to fall into my trap.

Pace. Keep pacing. One minute. Half-hour. Two hours passed. The night has long since turned from the time of the child to the time of ugliness to the next hour.

The night breeze is slightly cool. I was feverish. Frequent hot sweating. Damn it. It's all pacing. 'Suddenly' a night wind struck. But I was chilled. I know almost. There will always be a time to come. You don't look for her. She wants to meet you.

Not for a moment. I felt that there were two curious and greedy eyes on the top of the five floors. It couldn't have come at a better time. I don't need to waste my time in this textile factory for three days and five nights.

I stopped. Attentively. Look up instantly. A sharp gaze went straight to the top of the five-story building. Saw. On the top of the five-story building, a white dress fluttered. No husk in sight. But like a dancer in the night. Fluttering with the wind. The wind stopped dancing again......

If. It's not that Wang Guirong has such an experience. I really thought that this was a martial arts movie and I was shooting night scenes. Pity. It's not. This scene is really terrifying in such a lonely textile factory. I've seen a lot of scenes like this. It's still more acceptable. She must have been wronged. My principle is. She is not evil. I will not kill her. If only she could be good. And I overtook her. That's what I mean. My principles.

The night has been hazy for a long time. Suddenly revealing extravagant moonlight. Looking at the fluttering white clothes. Instantaneous and invisible. Since she appeared. I couldn't disturb her. Let her escape. Otherwise, how much effort is not to say. It doesn't always solve the problem.

I bowed my head again. Expect what kind of scene will appear. As soon as I lowered my head, I felt a hurricane fall from the sky above me. My instinctive reaction. Hurriedly turn to one side. 'Boom'. A flower pot smashed at my feet. Fragments of flower pots and dirt splashed into my shoes. In my trouser leg. I was even more shocked into a cold sweat. Damn it. It's too dangerous. If. I just turned on my side. I was fucking stoned to death. This woman in white is too deceitful. But. At this time. I can also draw more accurate conclusions. Wang Guirong did not lie. To hell with her, she did. The female ghost in white is indeed real. But. She looked rather stupid. Last time, Wang Guirong was not stoned to death. It didn't hurt me this time. She doesn't look too tough to deal with. Because I had dealt with that female ghost a lot before. Now. I still have some bottom in my heart.

The problem at the moment is how do I get her down. I'll go face to face with her. She and I are now hiding on the roof of the building. One stood downstairs. At least one should meet. Because of the commotion just now. The lights are already on in the warehouse on the first floor. They must think that they have been robbed. Make up this gap. I rushed to the top of the fifth floor. However, the entire roof is above. Nothing is empty. It was as I expected. This female ghost must be watching my whereabouts all the time. She saw me rush to the roof. So. She hid. Maybe she's clinging to the side of the building right now. As long as I dare to reach out and look for it. She'd drop me five floors down. became a cushion for her after her death.

I see that the situation is not good. Fear of danger. I want to retreat into the attic. Then go down to the bottom floor. Let's see what happens. Behold. I just retreated to the attic. Reach for the door. only to find that the attic door had been strangely locked. And it's anti-locked inside. I can't open anything when I'm standing outside. Needless to say. This must have been done intentionally by the female ghost in white. Lonely in the dark. Isn't that a good thing.

I hurriedly turned around and stepped on a pile of cans and bottles. There was a burst of 'commotion'. It really scared the hell out of me.

"How. Do you want to go. "I think of the soft woman's voice behind me. The tone was sweet but cold.

"I can't see you. You thought I'd go," I turned around. She was dressed in white. He stood less than three steps away from me with long hair.

"I didn't stone you to death just now. Count your fortune great. It's a pity," she said in a cruel tone. Mean words.

"I haven't seen you yet. How could I die. ”

"You want to see me so much."

"yes"

"You think you're in love with me. Sweet words are nothing but a despicable trick for you men to deceive women"

"You're mistaken. I already have a wife. A hundred times prettier than you. And. She's alive. It's your own passion."

"Yes. I'm going to live or I'm going to die. But. In a thought. Hugh wants you to talk nonsense......"

"I don't want to hear your story. You have grievances. Or how miserable you died. It's not that important anymore. You entangle Wang Guirong. but not her life. You want the world to know that there are ghosts in this world. ”

"I don't think it's that simple. You just want to get people's attention. I want to speak out about my grievances. I am unwilling to die for myself."

"There are words. That's a good point. You seem to know everything."

"Ashamed"

"Who are you?"

"Your Destined Person"

"What do you say?"

"I can help you do what Wang Guirong can't do. I know you have no intention of harming her."

"You can make me live."

"Pretty much."

"It's too hard. I don't believe it. ”

"How about we make a deal. Very simple transaction"

"You say"

"You know Wang Guirong is crazy. I'm scared of you. How to make Wang Guirong get better. This bell must also be tied to the bell. Do you understand that? ”

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to tell Wang Guirong in person. You're kidding her. A joke."

"That. What about me. ”

"I'm Mr. Yin and Yang. All I can do is. Although it can't bring you back from the dead. Because. Your body has long since been reduced to ashes. So. But. I can surpass your soul. Let you enter the underworld. Do that reincarnation again"

"You must have heard of it. Returning to the sun after death. Resurrection of the soul. But. That's not something that ordinary people do. Again. The dove occupies the magpie's nest. You borrowed someone else's body to live. After all, it's not your own body. Don't you feel disgusting. Can your mind influence his physical behavior? It must not be my favorite body. So. Reincarnation is the right path. You have no other way out."

"You're talking a lot. Why don't you tell me how to do it? ”

"Wang Guirong has a 'death talisman' that I have drawn. It can take you into the underworld. You can re-record your original lineage. It's like our ID card. You have your identity. I am still worried that I can't do reincarnation. ”

"You're cunning. You put. The 'Death Talisman' was placed at Wang Guirong's place. As long as I don't untie Wang Guirong's knot. I won't be able to get the 'Afterlife' charm. I won't be able to enter the Yin Market. Is that right. Why should I trust you. ”

"It's better than being that lonely ghost. You have to trust me."

"But I died so miserably. You can't just leave it at that. ”

"Good and evil are entangled. Comeuppance. Something. It's not something you can do. So. You have to accept it. The rest. Someone is in charge. ”

"But me. I ......"

"I said it. I don't want to hear your story. No. I have no mercy. I just don't want to get too much into the good and evil of waywardness. Ugly face. I've heard too many stories like this. It's not bad for you this time. So. Don't talk about it. Speaking of it will only make people's hearts ache. ”

"Are we considered peers?"

"Yes"

"I'm nowhere near as empathetic as yours."

"Thank you"

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