Time, 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, I was sitting in the room, my mind was full of today, the afternoon, sleeping, the dream, and the dream in the dream, just now Lan Ruoxi called and asked the people of the ghost burial team, and the one who died was indeed the person from the ghost mound.

"Qingyuan, you're okay."

"It's okay, it's okay." I said with a short breath, and the thought of those chilling eyes made me feel uncomfortable.

However, if I think about it carefully, those eyes seem to have seen it, and when the man in the iron mask dug out the eyeballs of the person in the onitsuka and wanted to hand them to me to eat, his eyes were full of pleading, kindness.

"Otherwise, tomorrow, in the morning, let's go to that place."

I looked at Lan Ruoxi and nodded.

Although I had slept before, I was very tired in the past few days, and after sleeping for a while, I became sleepy.

The sound of chewing things, suddenly, I looked around, it was in the aisle, it was the iron-masked man, who was squatting next to a person.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Suddenly, he turned his head, his mouth full of blood, and he held out his hand, holding a red fluttering heart, and handed it over, with a smile in his eyes.

Fiercely, I saw that the corpse on the ground had been gnawed, but judging from the clothes, it was a Taoist priest.

Step by step, I stepped back.

"Don't you eat? Come on, it's delicious. ”

Suddenly, I raised my hand, and the evil breath overflowed, and punched the iron-masked man in front of me, and violently, my hand passed through his body, as if he didn't exist, and my hand seemed to hit the air.

Suddenly, the Man in the Iron Mask grabbed my hand, and he could touch me, but I couldn't touch him.

"Hurry up and eat, eat and have the strength to run, please, eat." Suddenly, there was a bit of sadness in the eyes of the man in the iron mask, and although the voice was empty, it was a little familiar.

I shook my head, he didn't seem hostile to me.

"You... Who are you? ”

"Who am I......" The Man in the Iron Mask muttered, and suddenly he covered his head, and the heart, thrown to the ground, roared in pain.

"Who am I? Who am I, who am I......"

Suddenly, he stood up again, grabbed my head, and looked at me.

"You tell me who I am, what you should know, who I am."

I screamed all at once, feeling my wrist crush him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man in the iron mask, crouching on the ground, wailed, and then lay on the ground, sticking out his tongue, licking the blood on the ground, and I felt a creep.

"When you are full, you have the strength to run, and you can run."

He looked mentally abnormal, and then he opened his mouth wide, swallowed a whole heart, and suddenly, a white shadow flashed, and the man in the iron mask, all of a sudden, stretched out his hand, and a breath of evil flowed out, and all of a sudden, wrapped the white figure.

When I looked at it, it was a white ghost, very frightened.

I saw the man in the iron mask, all of a sudden, pressing the head of the ghost, clicking, all of a sudden, the ghost in white shirts, as if kneading dough, twisted into a small ball, the man in the iron mask, with a big mouth, swallowed the ghost.

I exclaimed in surprise, and the man in the iron mask looked back at me with sadness in his eyes.

"Help, Zhang Qingyuan, save me...... I'm ......."

Suddenly, behind the man in the iron mask, a huge distorted space appeared, and a green chain, all of a sudden, stretched out, dragged him by the neck, and lifted him inside.

"Help me, help me......" As soon as I took a step, the man in the iron mask dragged him in, looking at me helplessly in his eyes, and the outstretched hand disappeared.

When I woke up from the dream, I broke out in a cold sweat, and I looked around with shortness of breath, the sky outside was still gloomy, and I looked at the time, it was more than 6 o'clock in the morning.

Then I finished washing up and began to cook noodles, planning to call Lan Ruoxi when they were ready.

The knock on the door sounded, and I looked over in surprise, it was Lan Ruoxi, if it was those ghosts, they would definitely not knock on the door.

I walked over and opened the door.

"Qingyuan, something happened again, a Taoist priest, last night, when he went to the commercial district building, when he was doing something, he was killed, his body was eaten, and his heart was taken out."

Then while we were eating noodles, I told Lan Ruoxi a little bit about the dream I had last night, and she immediately took out the phone.

"Xiaowei, we'll meet at my house later."

After breakfast, we drove the van of the ghost burial team, drove all the way, and at 9 o'clock, we came to Lan Ruoxi's house, downstairs, Ouyang Wei, was already waiting.

"Ruoxi, I haven't seen you for a long time, alas, I miss me." As soon as Ouyang Wei came over, she hugged Lan Ruoxi, and her forehead kept rubbing in front of her chest.

"Zhang Qingyuan, you didn't hide it from me, what did you do secretly, right?"

Ouyang Wei squinted at it.

I snorted, opened my mouth wide, I didn't understand what she said, I saw her constantly touching Lan Ruoxi's body, and I was puzzled for a while.

"Man, sometimes, but it's no different from a beast, Ruoxi, I'll check it for you later."

All of a sudden, Lan Ruoxi's cheeks turned crimson.

"Xiaowei, be serious, don't make trouble."

Then the three of us got into the car, planning to go to Nanping Road first, the ancient house to see.

At 11 o'clock, we came to the demolition area, surrounded by high-rise buildings under construction, a large wasteland, many houses, and demolition letters written on the walls.

I looked around, and at a glance I saw the house, because a cordon had been set up outside, and it would be noon, and there were many people, watching, who were members of the funeral team, standing outside, smoking cigarettes, discussing something.

We walked over.

"Ouyang Wei, why don't you have a long memory? As soon as something happens, you tell Lan Ruoxi? ”

It was the malevolent man with black-rimmed glasses.

"How's it going?"

"Just disposed of the corpse, the scene, has been surveyed, according to the tooth marks, it is a human tooth, bitten, but, those Taoist priests came over, but said that there is no smell of ghosts, you also know, Ouyang Wei."

Ouyang Wei nodded and said.

"It's true, it's not like a ghost did it, but the dead person is a person from the onizuka, but it doesn't make sense."

"Have you ever thought that the people of the ghost mound, the ghosts raised, have eaten the master?"

The black-eyed man shook his head.

"There are three broken jars inside, and there are ashes inside, but those Taoist priests have seen it, and the ghosts have disappeared."

When I thought of the man in the iron mask I dreamed of last night, he not only ate people, but also ate a ghost in front of me.

"Can we go in and have a look?"

"Please." The black-rimmed man didn't stop us, we crossed the cordon and went in.

Sure enough, everything in the house was exactly the same as what I had dreamed of, as if it were a real experience.

"I told you, today, it's better to go home early, and we'll get it down later, and we'll go back."

The man with black-rimmed glasses chased after him and reminded.

Ouyang Wei nodded.

"Ruoxi, tonight, let's go home early." Lan Ruoxi also nodded, and I watched in a fog.

"Boy, I don't know, it's a cloudy day, and you don't look at the yellow calendar when you go out? Especially for people who can see ghosts, it's best not to come out and shake around, if you encounter a powerful ghost, you will lose your life in minutes. ”

I looked, and today is September 19th.

"Qingyuan, it's really not appropriate to go out at night today, I'll go back early."

I groaned.

Then we went to the murder scene in that building, and sure enough, it was exactly what I saw.

After dinner, I sent Ouyang Wei and Lan Ruoxi to their house, drove the car of the ghost burial team, and planned to go back to the unit building, but I was surprised that the three people were gone.

Then I learned from Ouyang Wei's mouth that Fang Datong went to a big temple in another province to find his master, Mao Xiaoyu planned to go back to Maoshan for a trip, as for Yu Mingxuan, I don't know where he went, Ouyang Wei said that he disappeared without making a sound, and he didn't answer the phone, or hung up immediately.

The strange thing is that it will be just before 10 o'clock, and there are very few people on the street, so I drove to where I lived.

At this time, the car had just driven into the city center, I stopped, I wanted to go to Central Park, and I parked the car at the entrance of the park, and the street lights were on inside, but I could still see pedestrians, and I didn't pay much attention to it.

Although the man with black-rimmed glasses had warned me to go back early.

When I came to the park, I followed the route and walked to the fountain, sitting quietly, this is where Wu Xiaoli and I often come on dates, looking at it, my state of mind is a little sad.

"Sir, alone." Fierce, it's a woman, I raised my head, the woman in front of me, wearing heavy makeup, stepping on a pair of red high heels, a pair of black silk, long legs, very tempting.

I sighed and smiled, and the woman sat down.

A gust of wind blew, and a brochure blew down on my face, and I looked at it for a moment, dumbfounded.

On the brochure, it was said that at 7 o'clock tonight, the mysterious missing singer, Gu Dong, was going to hold a concert in the north of the city, I was dumbfounded, no wonder, today, there are so few people, I think back then, his concert was crowded, unprecedentedly grand.

"Sir, talk to me, it's so lonely to be alone." The woman in front of me, speaking softly, sat next to me, holding my hand, so cold.

I felt something was wrong, and suddenly, the woman's face turned blue, her bright red tongue stretched out, and pieces of skin on her face fell off one by one.

"Amitabha, good, good." Suddenly, a burst of golden light, a string of Buddhist beads, flew over, and the female ghost in front of her screamed and disappeared.

Listening to the voice is very familiar, I dazzled my eyes and saw that it was my cousin, Zhang Hao, all of a sudden, my eyes widened, my mouth opened wide, my cousin was the same as before, and his bald head was gone.

"Cousin, why are you?"

"Ah, Qingyuan." My cousin walked over in a daze.

"Hey, I originally wanted to see this Central Park, I heard this, recently, there is a very beautiful woman, who will be here at night, but I didn't expect to meet you."

"Cousin, aren't you a monk in Putian Temple?"

"Hey, it's hard to say, cousin, now, under the mountain, there are so many ghosts, I and a few senior brothers came out, but I found an opportunity and sneaked out, hehe, go, cousin, go have a drink or two."