"Weimin, stop fighting."

"That's it, beating women so hard, since the demolition of the land temple, the town is not peaceful, so it's better to do less irritable things."

"That's right, I'm not afraid of being hanged by that life-reaper...... ghost"

"It's just that the bad guys haven't been good to report lately......"

Shang Weimin heard the onlookers muttering, and immediately became furious.

"Who's the bad guy? Is Lao Tzu a bad person? Lao Tzu beats his wife, it is justified! What a life-seeking ghost, don't let Lao Tzu catch it, but whenever it falls into my hands, see if I don't pick it up! ”

Several people saw that Shang Weimin was going crazy again, and his fists and feet were getting heavier and heavier, and they were afraid of killing people, so they hurriedly rushed up and dragged Shang Weimin away.

Only then did an atrocity end.

Yao Yufeng was half lying on the ground in embarrassment, her face was broken, and some neighbors couldn't stand it, so they helped send her to the hospital for a few stitches. The neighbors looked at her blue nose and swollen face, and said, "Why don't you call your son back to take care of you for a few days?" ”

Yao Yufeng panicked at that time: "Don't, don't tell him!" It's all skin trauma, I'll take care of it myself for a few days! ”

The neighbors looked at Yao Yufeng, shook their heads and sighed.

"You're so honest."

Yao Yufeng said bitterly: "More things are better than less, what if that kid is in a hurry and has to go to Shang Weimin to settle accounts?" No matter which of them goes wrong, I won't be able to live this life! ”

Who knew that Yao Yufeng's words became a prophecy, and Shang Weimin really made a mistake that night.

Shang Weimin has a drinking friend named Luo Dagang, compared with Shang Weimin, Luo Dagang is a quality drunkard, he is drunk and does not go crazy, but returns home and plops down, falls asleep on the bed.

That night, I don't know if he had beaten his ex-wife and was angry or what the reason was, Shang Weimin seemed very excited. He dragged Luo Dagang to a barbecue stall in the old town to make skewers. Of course, the two of them drank three bottles of liquor and two beers by the way.

At around eleven o'clock in the night, the two began to support each other and walked towards the direction of Xinyunli Community.

Yuntang Street is a mixed tenant, but many of them are 9-to-5 office workers, and they want to rent in such a remote place cheaply, so they go to bed early at night. There are also those who do small businesses, and in the morning the chickens get up to clean up and eat, so they go to bed early at night. Unless it's a weekend, as soon as it's past nine o'clock, Yuntang Street immediately falls silent.

Shang Weimin staggered while scolding Luo Dagang messily.

Luo Dagang didn't drink too much that night, so he was quite conscious, and as the two of them walked, Luo Dagang felt as if something was wrong.

Directly in front of them, there seemed to be something green.

There are a lot of telephone poles on Yuntang Street, and the tenants pulled ropes in the middle of the telephone poles to dry clothes and bedding.

Because the thing always kept a certain distance from them, they walked for a long time, passed by seven or eight telephone poles, and the thing still seemed to keep the same distance as before.

"Hey, Weimin," Luo Dagang poked the drinking friend next to him, "Have you seen the flower shelf in front of you?" ”

"What's that?" Shang Weimin squinted his drunken eyes and looked ahead, "Isn't that just a broken quilt, red and green, what can it be?" ”

"Why do I think that thing is a little strange - is it the ghost that the villagers say?"

"Reaper?" Shang Weimin laughed, "I think it's just a flower shelf, you wait, I'll go over and burn it." ”

Shang Weimin fumbled for a lighter from his pocket, he slid a few times, and the lighter burst into flames.

"Lao Tzu is a drunkard, and I'm afraid that you won't be able to ask for your life! See if I don't pull off your hair! ”

Luo Dagang wanted to stop Shang Weimin, but the drinking friend had already staggered towards the thing. Luo Dagang wanted to follow, but at this time, a cold wind blew, and he was a little timid.

"I'll take a look before I speak." He thought so.

There was a moon that night, and I could see things in the distance even when I was hazy. Luo Dagang could even see Shang Weimin slipping the lighter after walking for a while, and the flames flashed a few times and were extinguished by the wind.

The thing moved suddenly, not closely, but suddenly drifted away. The drunk Shang Weimin took the lighter and followed it closely behind and walked farther and farther. I don't know how long I walked, Luo Dagang only saw that one person and one thing were missing.

Luo Dagang rubbed his eyes vigorously, and his curiosity made him can't help but walk forward, wanting to see what was going on. But he walked through the entrance of the Xinyunli community, walked past countless telephone poles, and did not see Shang Weimin until he reached the end of Yuntang Street.

Further on is the Chuanyun Canal on the edge of the town, which is littered and messy. Luo Dagang was timid, he stretched out his head and glanced down, but found nothing.

What's going on?

At this moment, he faintly heard what seemed to be a woman's sobbing in the distance.

Could it be that there are female ghosts?

Luo Dagang was so frightened that he quickly turned around and walked back to the street, the experience just now was too weird, he even had a feeling that Shang Weimin didn't invite him out to drink at night, and everything that happened at night was just a hallucination after he was drunk.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Shang Weimin, but the prompt tone from the microphone said that it had been turned off.

Luo Dagang had goosebumps all over his body, and he suddenly remembered that he had passed by a small hair salon just now, and the lights seemed to be still on in the hair salon.

He shuddered and walked back and opened the door to the hair salon.

"Ouch, big brother, are you here for a massage?" Under the red light, a woman with heavy makeup came up and asked politely.

"No, I want to ask, did you stay here just now?"

"That's right." The woman replied.

"Did you see a drunken big brother walk over a few minutes ago?"

"I see." The woman nodded and said, "What I saw through the door glass is not you, big brother—what's so embarrassing about being so old, walking over and coming back." ”

"No, no, it's not me, is there another big brother passing by before I walk over."

The woman lowered her head and thought for a moment, then looked at Luo Dagang and said, "Is it an older man passing by, he walks up and staggered, wearing a gray jacket, is he?" ”

"Yes, yes, that's him! Have you ever seen a more conspicuous person walk past before him, dressed like an old-fashioned sheet? ”

"Nope." The woman shook her head resolutely, "Absolutely not, I saw the gray jacket brother walking over alone, he was still holding a lighter in his hand, and the lighter was still smoking." I'm still wondering, why is a big man walking with a lighter! ”

"Really?"

Luo Dagang didn't believe it at all.