I blushed, and after the green light dissipated, I looked around in surprise, I had indeed heard Ji Yun'er mention that people who come out of the Netherworld will return to the most real place in their hearts.

I looked around, this was my house, I was alone, standing in the living room, my parents' bedroom was closed, and I hurriedly shouted.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Then I went to the bedroom and knocked on the door, and there was a strange smell in the room, some sour, as if some kind of food had rotted away, and I looked around with some alarm.

Then I knocked on my parents' bedroom door, and with a squeak, the door opened, and the inside was neat, the windows were closed, but I smelled a smell of dust.

Then I walked out of the room and touched the table, a layer of dust that hadn't been cleaned in days.

The smell came again, from the kitchen, and I was startled, and rushed in, and after a while, I covered my mouth and my stomach churned.

It was food, a table of food that had gone bad, a bowl of halal fish, which had given birth to little bugs, and I immediately ran out of the kitchen, and my stomach was very upset.

I was rummaging around worriedly, even the landline phone records at home, and the earliest record was 10 days ago, when a card friend of my dad called, and I hurriedly dialed it.

After asking for a while, it turned out that my parents were planning to go out on a trip, to play for a while, and to call me, but they didn't get through, it should be when I was in the ghost world, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in an instant, I stood up and walked to the kitchen again, two bowls of rice that had become moldy, with the character of my parents, they would never just leave a table of dishes and go out, I thought that they might be because of the delay of the plane or something, but after thinking about it, it is impossible, my parents are very planned, and if they want to go far away, they will definitely prepare a few days in advance.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, opened the door, knocked on the door of the neighbor next door, and asked one by one, most of the answers were, I didn't see my parents, only a few days, I asked about 10 days ago, but they all said that they didn't see my parents travel.

The most important thing is that I looked at the room, the suitcase was still there, and the clothes were all hanging in the room.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, I found the property management company, used the identity of a police officer, and asked them to call up the surveillance for me, I sat ten days ago, in front of the surveillance record on December 5th, constantly fast-forwarding, staring at the door of my house.

In the morning, at 6 o'clock, my parents got up, went out for a morning run, and at 8 o'clock, they returned home, and then, for a whole day, they never came out again.

Until 8 p.m., I stared at the surveillance all day, for several hours, from December 5th to today, December 15th, there was no shadow of my parents.

With red eyes, I walked out of the monitoring room.

"Mom, Dad, where have you been?"

All of a sudden, a wave of sadness overwhelmed me, and I leaned against the wall and walked back to my house step by step, sitting silently on the sofa, the room was empty.

Dididi, the phone rang, and I slammed over, as if I saw hope, and grabbed the phone.

"Qingyuan, is that you? Are you home? ”

It was Lan Ruoxi's voice, and as soon as I heard her voice, I said with a crying voice.

"My parents, gone, they're gone......"

After a while, under Lan Ruoxi's soft words, I calmed down.

"It must be a ghost, it must be a ghost, I know, it must be ......"

"Qingyuan, don't worry, I'll notify everyone now, let the people from the ghost burial team come over, investigate the scene well, and I'll come over."

After putting down the phone, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, I wondered if I had offended some evil spirit, and he had captured my parents...... Further down, I don't dare to think about it.

Back in my room, I was out of breath, opened the window, and in an instant, I screamed, it was Yin Qiu, and he floated outside, dressed in a dark blue black suit, as if smiling, handsome and gentle, floated in.

"Brother, why did you just come back and cry with a sad face?"

"My parents are gone."

I replied angrily, and Yin Qiu sat on my bed, crossed Erlang's legs, held his knees with both hands, and looked around.

I sat down next to him, looking dejected, and reached out with a hand and patted me on the shoulder.

"It's all right, brother, isn't it just gone? Hehe, I'll always find it......"

Looking at Yin Qiu's seemingly smiling appearance, all of a sudden, I became suspicious.

"Do you know something, tell me quickly."

"I'm just telling you, brother, in the near future, your seven calamities, the second calamity, is approaching, you can do it yourself."

I widened my eyes and looked at Yin Qiujian, he snorted and flew out.

"Where are you going?"

"Blow a little wind, brother, do you want to come along, if you're in a bad mood."

Yin Qiujian stretched out a hand, I stepped on the bed, grabbed his hand, and then I took it with Yin Qiujian and flew into the sky outside, with a starry sky above, and a brightly lit and lively city below.

Although it was a little cold, it seemed that I had long been accustomed to this kind of cold, and I was carrying Yin Qiujian with me, flying slowly in the air, and the cool breeze was blowing.

"How? Brother, be comfortable. ”

I nodded, Yin Qiu smiled happily, and then suddenly, as soon as I raised my hand, there was a piece in the sky, a faint blood red, so beautiful that I looked at it in amazement.

"Brother, since you have chosen, you have to go on well, after all, I need you to help me in the future......"

"Definitely, I, Zhang Qingyuan, am your friend between Yin and Vengeance, right......"

As soon as I got home, I was shivering with cold, and at that moment, the gloomy mood was swept away, and the doorbell rang, and I hurriedly ran over and opened the door.

Lan Ruoxi outside the door, with a shiny forehead and panting, was only wearing a long gray cloak, with a small black shoulder and a pair of jeans, and her hair was still a little wet.

"You're alright, Ruoxi."

Lan Ruoxi shook her head, and then she looked at me in some surprise.

Lan Ruoxi's hands and feet were cold, I pulled her, and then hurriedly turned on the air conditioner and took out the firearm.

"Qingyuan, are you okay?"

I smiled and said.

"It's okay, as long as it's alive, no matter where it is, I'll find them, just like you, I found you."

As soon as I finished speaking, all of a sudden, Lan Ruoxi stretched out her hand and pinched my mouth.

"Qingyuan, have you brainwashed your cousin, don't say such sensible words."

I suddenly realized that I hurriedly let out an embarrassed oh, Lan Ruoxi let go of her hand with a smile, looking very happy.

Then I handed over my parents' birthdays to Lan Ruoxi, and she made a phone call, and after careful inquiry, she hung up.

"I've asked my colleague, your parents, they still have a long lifespan, it's okay, wait a while, the people from the ghost burial team are here, check all the neighborhoods."

Then Lan Ruoxi and I walked into my parents' room, and began to rummage around, but there was nothing unusual, and in a small drawer, I found a lot of letters.

My father, is an antique, although in the era of mobile phones so developed, but still like to communicate with friends in the distance, I looked a little, the date on it, there is nothing special.

Lan Ruoxi helped me, and read them one by one, although she was a little reluctant, but she could only do so, until she finished reading hundreds of letters, and there was nothing abnormal.

"Qingyuan, in this letter, there is a horror story."

In an instant, I remembered that when I came back before, there was indeed a book that I thought was funny, called a horror story, but then I felt uneasy, so I handed the book to Hu Tianshuo and asked him to take it back to the ghost burial team.

The letter was written by a man named Zhou Minzao, and it seemed to be my father's old acquaintance, and the content of the letter was that before, when I was young, I took a book called Horror Stories from my house, so I planned to return it, and the date was three months ago.

And the letter said, "The book is mine."

In an instant, there were countless question marks in my mind, Lan Ruoxi immediately dialed Hu Tianshuo's phone, and after talking in detail for a while, she hung up the phone.

After a while, the phone called, Lan Ruoxi listened, her face sank, and she hung up the phone.

"What's going on?"

"The book that was originally placed in the storage room, sealed with a packaging bag, and still with a yellow charm on it, is gone, and they are calling up the surveillance."

My calm heart suddenly became impatient.

At about 2 o'clock, the doorbell rang, I hurriedly got up from the sofa, Hu Tianshuo and Li Guohao, with a dozen or so people from the ghost burial team, walked in.

"Get to work, give me a careful look at every place."

"Tianshuo, why don't you rest, you're not ......"

"Okay, Qingyuan, it's nothing, those guys, I'm afraid they're still sleeping like dead pigs, but your business is more important."

Some of the people from the ghost burial team went to the property management company, and I told them about the monitoring.

"How's it going?"

I asked, and Hu Tianshuo shook his head.

"In the storage room, the monitoring from the time the book was placed in it to the current one has been retrieved, as if the book had disappeared out of thin air."

I lowered my head, very uncomfortable, and in my heart, Lan Ruoxi patted me on the back.

Finally, at around 4 o'clock, there seemed to be a conclusion, Hu Tianshuo walked into the kitchen that had not been cleaned up and pointed to the table.

"There are all kinds of indications that the two elders of them disappeared in this kitchen, and there was something on the ground, through the comparison of dust, it should be a book."