"We searched the entire orphanage, but we couldn't find the murderer."

"When I called the police after dawn, even the police couldn't find any clues, which was extremely weird."

"And every night after that, there would be children who were scared and cried, and they said they saw ghosts floating around in the corridor."

"It didn't take long for the few volunteers and teachers in the hospital to scare away, leaving me, an old man, to take care of these children."

"I knew I couldn't go on like this, so I found you, hoping that the two gentlemen could get rid of the unclean things in the courtyard and give the children peace!"

After listening to the old man Liu Deshun's story, Murong Qingxue replied, "We will deal with it." ”

On that day, they had dinner in an orphanage.

The food here is not very good, only green vegetable steamed buns, but none of the children are picky eaters and complain, and they all eat very well.

After dinner, night falls.

For some reason, the children, who were happy during the day, became hideaway as soon as it got dark, as if they were frightened by something.

Seeing this scene, Murong Qingxue frowned slightly unconsciously.

Liu Deshun walked over on crutches and sighed,

"You two, see it...... When the children arrive at night, they are too scared to do anything. ”

"Well," he said, shaking his head and clapping his hands, "children, go back to your room and go to bed, and I'll be with you later!" ”

Although the children were reluctant, they obediently separated and went back to their rooms.

Murong Qingxue said calmly, "Don't worry, uncle, the two of us will guard the child tonight." ”

In order to arrive even if something happened, Ye Qiuyang and Murong Qingxue came to the dormitory room in the middle, intending to guard the children here.

"Beautiful sister~"

As soon as the two pushed the door open, the four little girls in the room hugged Murong Qingxue,

"Pretty sister, are you here to protect us?"

A smile appeared on Murong Qingxue's face again, she bent down, touched the face of a little girl and said,

"Yes, my sister and brother are here to protect you."

The little girl pursed her lips, glanced at Ye Qiuyang, and muttered, "But...... This older brother looks like a bad guy. ”

Hearing this, Ye Qiuyang almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to his nose and said to the little girl,

"Little sister, take a good look at it, what kind of brother looks like a bad guy?"

The little girl took a few steps back, hid behind Qingxue, and didn't say a word.

Murong Qingxue laughed out loud, and she comforted,

"Little sister, you don't have to be afraid, this brother just looks a bit like a bad guy, and his heart is actually very good."

"Really?"

The little girl gnawed her fingers, skeptical.

"Of course," Murong Qingxue paused, "Why don't my sister tell you a story." ”

"Okay, okay!"

Soon, Murong Qingxue mingled with the little girls, telling stories and playing games, while Ye Qiuyang was squatting alone in the corner, like air.

He put his hand on his face and thought,

"I didn't expect Qingxue to like children so much."

"If I can make the child like me, will Qingxue's attitude towards me change?"

Thinking of this, he leaned over to a little girl who was listening carefully to the story, and said softly,

"Little sister, do you want to learn how to hunt ghosts? Brother can teach you, and when you learn it, the ghost won't dare to bully you. ”

As he spoke, he took out a charm and put it in his hand without spontaneous combustion.

"Isn't it awesome? Do you want to learn? ”

Where has the little girl ever seen someone whose hands are on fire, and she cried out with a "wow".

Ye Qiuyang didn't know what to do, and hurriedly extinguished the extinguishing charm, "Don't cry......"

Murong Qingxue noticed this, walked over and took the little girl in her arms, and gave Ye Qiuyang a fierce look,

"What are you scaring children for?"

Ye Qiuyang pouted, "I didn't know she was so timid." ”

He stepped aside, ignored the children, and sat drowsy on the bed.

"Ahh

Half-asleep, there was a sudden exclamation outside.

Ye Qiuyang got up and hurriedly rushed out of the room with Murong Qingxue.

They searched for the sound of screaming, and finally came to the door of a room on the west side of the hallway.

The door to the room was closed, and standing outside, I could clearly hear the constant crying inside.

Ye Qiuyang didn't grind, he kicked the door open, and saw a little boy curled up on the bed crying and trembling in the room.

Murong Qingxue ran over and said with concern, "Little brother, what's wrong with you?" What are you crying about? ”

The little boy hugged the futon tightly and sobbed, "There are ghosts....... There are ghosts ......."

Ye Qiuyang raised his head and checked every corner of the room, but he didn't find anything wrong with the evil qi or anything else.

"Have you already run away?"

Just as he was confused, Liu Deshun rushed in panting with a cane, and he asked in a panic,

"How...... What's up? What's wrong? ”

Ye Qiuyang pointed to the little boy on the bed, "He said there are ghosts." ”

Liu Deshun frowned and walked quickly to the bed,

"Xiaojun, tell me about these two brothers and sisters carefully, what did you see just now?"

"Don't be afraid, we'll protect you."

The boy, who was called the Little Army, sobbed twice,

"Ghost ...... Ghost ......"

"It's a child...... It's the little boy who is back, and she's ...... She was wearing a red dress......"

When Liu Deshun heard this, his body trembled, and he almost fell to the ground, he asked,

"Xiaojun, will you talk about it again? Who did you just see? ”

Xiao Jun hugged the futon tighter and said incoherently,

"Little Kid....... Apparel....... It's back...... Red Dress ......"

"Kid?" Murong Qingxue Dai frowned, she turned her head to look at Liu Deshun, "Uncle, who is this little boy he is talking about?" ”

Liu Deshun sat paralyzed on the bed, and after a long while, he let out a sigh,

"Xiao Tong used to be a child of our orphanage, but two years ago, she died......"

"Dead?" Ye Qiuyang rubbed his nose, "How did you die, make it clear at one time." ”

Liu Deshun brushed his thoughts and said slowly,

"Xiao Tong is a very cute little girl, but she never smiled or spoke."

"When she was very young, she was actually taken care of by her parents."

"It's just that her father likes to drink, and every time he finishes drinking, he beats both mother and daughter."

"One day, Xiao Tong's mother couldn't bear it anymore and killed Xiao Tong's father, and after that, she couldn't bear the great pressure and hanged herself."

"was originally a good family of three, but overnight, only the child was left alone."

"Later, the police sent the child to our orphanage."

"Maybe it's because she's frightened, or maybe it's because she's been influenced by her family environment since she was a child, and she hasn't said a word since she came to us."