"I'll give you some takeout in the evening, my mom is at home tonight, I have to go back early to accompany her, I've been so restless lately." Jiang Qiao glanced at it, it was almost six o'clock. Open a certain takeaway app and flip through it boringly.

Recently, she is not so afraid of walking at night, since that incident, Jiang Qiao's yin and yang eyes have also been inexplicably better, Jiang Li said that she was lucky, because a few days after that was the day when the ghost door was opened once a year.

This ghost door opening has nothing to do with the July 14th Ghost Festival, according to Jiang Li, this ghost door opening was formulated by a certain Meng Po, mainly to facilitate her return to the world. In this time, as long as it is a good ghost who has not yet been reincarnated, he can follow Meng Po back to the world to make a wish.

Jiang Qiao is a little curious, he was the best in life? How do you define this?

Jiang Li opened his one-foot-thick, dusty ancient book for a long time, but he couldn't find a reason. Of course, with Jiang Li's eyes, if you want to find information from ancient books full of tadpole texts, it is estimated that it will be useless. However, Jiang Li said that his master had said that the definition of perfection was very strict in the underground, and even wasting food was a crime. Therefore, for thousands of years, almost no one could pass through on the day the ghost gate was opened.

"Meng Po also booked this day for the convenience of her own travel, wouldn't it be good to go out with Halloween." Jiang Qiao pursed his lips, expressing his contempt for the abuse of power by those in power.

"Probably because there were too many ghosts at that time, it was too crowded." Jiang said with a sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, the two of them went to Perfume Port City. Originally, it was to place a local feng shui master, but they were not at home at all, so they had to run for nothing. Jiang Li was shocked by the subway in Hong Kong's morning rush hour. Faced with the overwhelming crowd, he almost ran away.

Jiang Qiao quickly cleaned up the coffee table, and turned on the TV by the way, the TV station was broadcasting the evening news of Jiangcheng. A small black card caught her eye. Jiang Qiao twisted it up and saw that it was the business card of the psychic matchmaker. The strange man, not even knowing if he was human, just disappeared.

"Jiang Li, did you really not find him that day?" Jiang Qiao glanced at Jiang Li, who was listening to TV.

"Well, the diary I picked up on the ground. I guess he left it for me on purpose, so he always carried it with him. Jiang Li said.

"Then through that diary, you have already seen what happened to Yang Qingqing before his death?" Jiang Qiao was still a little sad when he thought of the ending in the end. Because of the momentary weakness, the most important person in life can never come back.

"Yesterday, the police found a body in a vacant house in XX New Village, and confirmed that the deceased was a young woman between 20 and 30 years old, who had been dead for more than one month. If there are any relevant clues, please contact the police. ”

The conversation was interrupted by the news broadcast on TV, and the two couldn't help but stop their movements and look at the photos of the victims in the news with mosaics.

"It's a pity, so young. It's been too unsafe at night lately. I'm leaving, be careful yourself, someone knocks on the door to see clearly before opening, don't just flip the switch and don't care about anything. Jiang Qiao carried the bag and chattered endlessly.

"I'll send you." Jiang Li glanced at the TV, suddenly stood up and followed her to the door.

"Don't... You haven't taken the key, and I'll have to give you the key again in a moment. Okay, we're so close, it's okay. Jiang Qiaohan smiled and reassured him, and ran away as soon as he slipped away.

"I said she didn't need me to send it, you can go." Jiang Li turned his head and said to the empty corner.

If Jiang Qiao could still see it, he would find Xiao Yuanzi walking behind her with stubby legs, escorting her home.

Lin Shuyi looked down at her watch, it was already half past nine. She looked at the manager, who was still writing in front of the computer, and sighed deeply in her heart. Pretending to be busy.

"Everyone hasn't left yet, it's good, let's get off work first, and we'll be busy tomorrow."

Finally looking forward to the manager turning off the computer and carrying his coat, Lin Shuyi glanced at his watch, it was already half past ten. Now that she could catch the last bus, she grabbed her bag and jacket and rushed out.

There was only the driver on the bus, and she sat alone in the empty back seat, the cold of the late autumn night seeped in, and Lin Shuyi looked out the window at the street. At this time, there were almost no pedestrians on the streets, except for office workers who worked overtime until late at night like her, hurrying home.

The bus hardly stopped all the way, and few people would be on the bus stop at this time, and the driver rushed home like her, and if she saw that there was no one on the platform, she stopped and drove straight forward.

"Bang Bang ~ 呲 ~"

A sudden brake almost threw the sleepy Lin Shuyi out of his seat. She steadied herself in horror and saw a ragged homeless man get into the car amid the driver's swearing. Lin Shuyi couldn't help but lean against the window. The last train on the bus is easy to bump into some eccentric people. The homeless man dug through all his pockets and finally threw in the coin. The car restarted, and he staggered in her direction.

Lin Shuyi glanced at the empty seat beside her, and secretly made up her mind that if he dared to sit next to her, she would call someone immediately. Luckily, the homeless man found a seat behind her.

For a while, all the reports she had read about single women being followed and molested at night flashed through her mind. She tugged at the thin leather strap of her bag, like a thorn in her back, fidgeting, and finally couldn't help but sneak back. Unexpectedly, the homeless man was staring at her and didn't know what he was thinking, and when he saw her turn around, his obscene eyes immediately narrowed into a slit, grinning at her, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Lin Shuyi immediately turned her head, her heart beat faster, and she always felt that the back of her neck was itchy, as if someone was very close. She finally couldn't stand it anymore, stood up, and shouted loudly, "Master, I'll get off here." ”

Lin Shuyi didn't dare to look back until the car door was closed, and with a sigh of relief, the homeless man did not follow and get out of the car. She took a car downstairs and swore that she would never leave work after eight o'clock tomorrow, for whatever reason.

The old building with a black hole in front of her was like a huge cement monster in front of her, and the people with lights on in twos and threes were like its eyes, staring at the small human in front of them. Lin Shuyi looked at the hut that belonged to her, the black light was blinding, and there was no one waiting for the door at home.

Lin Shuyi smiled self-deprecatingly, and walked towards the entrance of the building with thick ink, but he didn't notice that a man came out of the grass behind him, he shook the soil on his body, and followed her in.

If Lin Shuyi was lucky enough to find the man behind her, I don't know if she would notice that the man behind her didn't make a single footsteps.

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