I tiptoed between the tombstones, always feeling that something was behind me, and no matter what I did, a pair of eyes would follow me coldly, maybe more than one.

In the past, although I also wrote supernatural novels, I always believed in scientific consciousness and did not believe in anything strange and confusing. However, since becoming a criminal policeman, I have to start believing in these nonsense, and now I am even sure that I have seen it with my own eyes, what else can I say?

I was a little relieved to touch the good runes and jade pendants that were still lying in my pocket.

Continuing along the stone path, I had the illusion of stepping into the netherworld step by step. Don't dare to stay in front of the grave for one more second, and quickly sweep the photos on the tombstone with a mobile phone flashlight, if Zhang Xianyao is not Zhang Xianyao, he will immediately move to the next tombstone. The photos on the tombstones were all pale, their eyes were round, the seal hall was filled with a vague black mist, and even the illusion was that the photos were still emitting a faint green light when the mobile phone swept past. Rusi's fear made my legs tremble, but I had to keep looking. Every step took took me up all my courage and exhausted all my strength.

I deliberately ignored the strong sense of oppression that came to me around me, and suddenly remembered what he had said to me the first time I worked with Ginko and the first time I encountered a ghost: Fear from the outside world can only make you tremble, while fear from yourself can make you so desperate that life is worse than death. At that time, I asked the silver what it meant to be afraid from the outside world and what it meant to be afraid of itself. But Ginko didn't answer, just smiled. Later, after the case was over, I asked him, and this time he answered, but the answer was very vague, just two words, ghost, human. I still can't understand this sentence, but at the moment it seems to be a bit of a misunderstanding.

Forced to swallow all the great fear into my stomach, I continued to look for the photos of Zhang Xianyu in front of the eerie posthumous photos. Only the steps of the machine were left under his feet, and the night wind hit his body and was cold to the bones.

Suddenly there was a pain in my feet, as if I had been bitten by something, I instinctively wanted to jump up, but the force was too great, and I couldn't move at all. I didn't have time to scruple too much, so I hurriedly used my mobile phone to look at the ankle that had been touched by something just now. I saw the blood-red marks left by the originally white ankles and hands under the curled pants. I swallowed my saliva and stretched out my strength to touch the mark, but it was okay not to touch it, and when I touched it, the hairs on my whole body stood up. This is simply a bloody handprint! For a moment, my head felt like a mess, and all that was left in my ears was a roar. After a long time of a cold wind blowing, I struck a stirring spirit before I came back to my senses, and hurriedly looked around to make sure that there was nothing before I breathed a sigh of relief. Get up and continue to look for Zhang Xianyao's tombstone. This time I was much faster than the last time, and I just wanted to find Jang Hyun Yao as soon as possible so that I could leave this ghostly place.

After that, it was so much smoother, I almost thought it was just a hallucination. But I knew very well in my heart that this could never be just an illusion, because the tingling pain in my ankle was so clear now, how could the intense pain that seemed to have been peeled off a layer of skin be faked! I know that there are many pairs of green eyes staring at me, but I can't see anything, I can only feel the piercing gaze, this feeling makes my whole person feel bad, I just want to get out of here quickly, who knows what terrible things will happen below.

Jang Hyun-yao's tombstone was found half an hour after the bloody handprints appeared. Zhang Xianyao's tombstone is not in a remote corner, but it is also not in a conspicuous place. Seeing the black and white photo of Zhang Xianyao on the tombstone, his smile is still bright and sunny, even in such an eerie cemetery, it seems to be full of hope. Unconsciously, the heart that had been hanging from just now finally had a faint sign of landing.

I didn't bring any of the things I bought during the day today that were used to conjure spirits like cinnabar. I accidentally found that there were two soul charms in the few runes that the silver gave me, and I didn't want to be so troublesome, of course, it was necessary to make a quick decision in such a place, not to mention that it was not only Zhang Xianyao who could be recruited back by directly opening the altar to summon spirits, the gains outweighed the losses and the danger, or it was safe to use the rune paper. Thinking for a moment in front of Zhang Xianyao's tombstone, I took out the soul charm in my pocket and pasted it on the posthumous photo, Zhang Xianyao's eyebrows, bit my middle finger, and copied the talisman again along the silver rune.

However, after a few minutes, there was no response. The eyebrows jumped a few times uncomfortably, and secretly said in his heart, he won't be pitted by the silver, right? No way, Silver would never make such a dangerous and boring joke, and besides, Silver would never joke with my safety.

Could it be that Zhang Xianyao ...... With a chuckle in his heart, he stretched out his hand and trembled and moved to the rune paper, intending to tear it off. It was also at this moment that suddenly a bloody hand came out of the tombstone and clasped my wrist tightly, and before I had time to exclaim, a pair of blood-red high heels were placed on the tombstone, and my head ached, and I saw that the high heels moved and put them on the hand I was caught......

"Don't ...... Don't come here...... Help me...... Save me...... The silver will save me...... Not ......"

I don't know when I lost my way in the deep alley, and the two high walls allowed me to look up and see only a narrow sky. I kept running in this alley, with no end in front of me and no beginning behind me, only one dark alley leading to another. I couldn't rest yet, and I was followed by the same pair of red heels that I'd seen three times. There was nothing behind him, just a pair of red shiny high heels. The high-heeled shoes on the ground made the unreal sound that only when they stepped on the ceiling, and they gurgled and gurgled...... Where the heels stepped on was a pool of red bloody shoe prints that stretched to the dark end behind him. I'm fast, it's fast, I'm slow, it's not slow. Despair and fear consumed my heart, and I could only watch it get closer and closer to me.

"Smack-" I stumbled and fell straight to the ground, and the high heels that were still behind me were now only five centimeters away from my eyes! Blood also spilled down my heels in an instant, and I didn't have time to react and I was covered in blood. The blood did not have any temperature, and the cold touch made me wake up immediately, and I hurriedly propped up my body and wanted to jump away, but there was a pain in my head, and I felt that the whole scalp was about to be lifted, and in the panic, I saw a pale hand covered with black tendons stretching out from the high heels and pulling my hair. It pulled me into the heels so desperately that my face was already clinging to the shoe, and the powerful squeezing made me feel like the edge of the shoe had cut through my face and embedded it in my flesh. Then I only heard a "bang", my left eye was black and I couldn't see anything, and the pain was already spasming my left side of my face! The left side of the face has merged with the high heels, and the left eye is crowded! I let out a high-pitched scream......

"Ahh Was everything just a dream? Even if it was a dream, I wasn't supposed to be lying on a bench, I remember fainting in front of Zhang Xianyao's grave. It's weird, am I sleepwalking? But I never sleepwalk.

"When you wake up, drink some soy milk to warm your stomach, I bought it outside." Just as I was wondering, a somewhat familiar voice sounded behind me, but the tone was unfamiliar. I put down my feet to the ground and turned to look at the person walking towards me, it was Wan Yan, the bartender of Nanji Bar, who was holding a bag of soy milk in one hand and a few buns in the other, his face was not arrogant when I met yesterday, but his face was calm and calm, and I felt like a different person. He walked to the empty seat next to me and sat down, handed me the food, sighed and said slowly, "I thought about it for a night, I want to go and see the place where Xiao Yao has stayed." I'm the same age as Xiao Yao, and I haven't seen him since I graduated from high school four years ago, and I can't imagine that he will be dead when I hear others mention him again, which is really unacceptable. Can you understand the feelings? A man you thought was going to be happier came with news that he was dead. Hehe. When do you go back to Zhejiang and take me, I'm going to see what kind of person would kill Xiao Yao. Xiao Yao, Zhang Xian Yao......"

I pursed my lips and opened my mouth to say something, but in the end I closed my mouth, and I had to look at this man with a completely different attitude from yesterday. From the depths of his eyes I saw a deep sadness, which could not be faked, and I am sure that he was really very sad, and the tone of yesterday was probably unacceptable for a while.

He had fallen into his deep sorrow and stopped talking, and I silently ate all the things he had given me into my stomach. After eating, he opened his mouth and asked him, "Why am I here?" ”

"You were unconscious in front of Xiao Yao's grave, and I saw you when I came to see Xiao Yao, and then I helped you here. What are you doing in the cemetery? How did you faint in front of Xiao Yao's grave? Or are you here to sleep? ”

The corners of my eyes jumped violently, and I had the urge to slap the guy in front of me to death, who had nothing to do when he was full and ran to the cemetery to sleep! Holding back the hand that was about to fall out, I pretended to be calm and changed the subject: "Don't you hate Zhang Xianyao?" I'll go back to Hangzhou today, so what is the relationship between you and Zhang Xianyao? ”

"Do you mean I hate Xiao Yao? How can it be! He raised an eyebrow and glanced at me, unhappy at my suspicion of the relationship between him and Zhang Xianyao, saying, "Xiao Yao and I used to be best friends, and even then he was my only friend." We have a conflict, that is, the problem of graduation, is it wrong to want to have friends to accompany us? Everybody thinks that, doesn't they? Even so, Xiao Yao is still my best friend in my heart. That's it, it's all gone, and I won't mention it. And I'm going to Hangzhou, take me. ”

I didn't want to say anything more, so I nodded to Wan Yan and we left here side by side. When I left, I carefully looked at where I was, it turned out that I was still in the cemetery, I was on the bench in the cemetery, and Zhang Xianyao's tombstone was ten steps away. Looking at Zhang Xianyao's sunny smile, I no longer felt warm, and I actually felt a chill in my back.

Wan Yan casually packed a few clothes, simply carried a bag and followed me to Zhang's house. Zhang Xianyao's father has already gone to work, and only Zhang Xianyao's mother and the main leaf that wrapped around me yesterday are left at home. With tears in her eyes, Zhang's mother sent us to the bus shelter and went back. I know that she is not crying for us, she is crying for her son, her son is dead but there is no news about the murderer, who will not be in a hurry, Zhang's mother is already calm. We took the plane back to Hangzhou, the case dragged on for too long, and now every minute is crucial for me, and it was around 10 o'clock in the evening when I arrived in Hangzhou. I arranged for Wan Kai and Zhu Ye to rest before coming to entertain Liancheng, Liancheng didn't plan to talk to me at home, so he took me to the nearest bar, and asked for a cup of coffee and sat opposite each other.