Gu Mo panicked, stopped eating noodles, threw money on the table, and ran away as if fleeing for his life.

Running out of a street, Gu Mo was so tired that he gasped, as if he had collapsed, holding on to a telephone pole, and took out his mobile phone tremblingly.

"Find me a specialist, see a hearing specialist, right now, right now, right now!" Gu Mo gave an order to the little curl.

The little curl on the other end of the phone didn't seem to wake up yet, and he was dazed and stunned "ah".

Gu Mo was about to be patient and talk to Xiao Curl again.

Boom!

Gu Mo's hand shook, the phone fell to the ground, and the back shell and battery board flew directly.

Gu Mo's strength in hearing is really strong.

I also heard the sound, but I didn't understand where the sound came from, Gu Mo was already staring at the concrete floor five meters in front of me in a daze.

He raised his head and looked at the residential buildings in the sun, shivering on a hot day. Looking at the concrete floor again, his face turned pale.

"Are you alright, young man?" The sanitation worker pushing the garbage truck passed by, looked at Gu Mo suspiciously, and then looked at the land, "The person who died a few days ago is someone you know?" ”

"What?" Gu Mo's voice was a little floating, it was all angry.

The old man didn't hear it, and he didn't care, so he said to himself, "What a sin." Good people, just gone. It's not easy to do the job now, who would have thought that repairing an air conditioner would kill people. ”

Gu Mo was still stunned.

The uncle looked at it twice, stopped talking, and pushed the garbage truck and continued to walk.

Gu Mo wiped the sweat on his forehead and one hand.

Boom!

Gu Mo shuddered for a moment, stared at the ground in horror, turned around stiffly, and ran wildly again.

I now understand Gu Mo's ability to be different. Not only could he hear the ghost's voice, but he could also hear other unusual sounds. For a moment, I was even a little lucky. I just saw ghosts, there are so many dead people in this world, how many have become ghosts? But what about Gu Mo? He could hear supernatural voices almost everywhere.

Running all the way home, Gu Mo snorted and panted, and when he took out the key, he brought out a sound. His hand to open the door was shaking, shaking, and the keys were ringing.

Gu Mo's eyes were stiff, as if he was staring at the keyhole.

It dawned on me.

He could hear the sound of the heels!

I have to work hard to hear it now, because Gu Mo's breathing and the sound of the key all cover the sound of the high heels, but Gu Mo is different, his hearing is too good!

Open the door, close the door, and you're done. But I couldn't isolate the voice.

Gu Mo looked frightened, found headphones and put them on, and gradually calmed down.

Gu Mo's house has an old desktop computer.

Oldness is my opinion. I've never used a bulky computer like this.

Gu Mo skillfully turned on the phone, connected to the Internet, and searched for the keyword "ghost".

At this time, the network is not developed enough, and there is too little information that can be provided to Gu Mo. The expression on Gu Mo's face was very solemn, and he regarded the few pieces of information, whether it was the classical Chinese that he didn't know which ancient book he had turned out, or the ghost experience that appeared in the forum, he regarded it as an important secret, and studied it carefully, and the solemn expression on his face slowly turned into anxiety.

Ding-dong-ding-dong

Bang bang bang......

Ding Ling Ling Ling

"Mr. Gu!"

I looked at the door and the phone, and then looked at Gu Mo wearing professional headphones, and I didn't know how to remind him that the little roll was coming.

The little roll head had the key to Gu Mo's house, and he opened the door and came in, patting Gu Mo on the shoulder, almost making Gu Mo jump three feet high.

"What are you doing?" Gu Mo took off his headphones, and immediately changed his face again. He should still be able to hear the sound of high heels.

The little curly said innocently: "Isn't it Mr. Gu that you said you want to see an expert?" I've found it, call your phone, turn it off, just knocked on the door and called, you didn't respond, I thought you weren't at home. ”

Gu Mo wiped the sweat from his head, "If you've found it, let's go and take a look." He said this without the eagerness of the call.

Little Curly didn't pay attention, went downstairs with Gu Mo, and took a taxi to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, Gu Mo's situation was even worse.

Ahem!

Bang Chang ......

"Help me, I don't want to die!"

"Wow wow mom wow wow wow ......"

Gu Mo hugged his head, and as soon as he stepped into the hospital, he turned his head and rushed out.

I also had a headache from the noise, and I had a chill in my back.

How many of those things are there in the hospital? Did everyone who died stay in the yang world?

Gu Mo was very painful, and the little curl head didn't understand.

"I'm looking for a master, a monk, a Taoist priest, do you understand?" Gu Mo said with difficulty.

The little curly head looked weird, "Mr. Gu, do you want to find it too?" ”

"What do you mean?" Gu Mo's brain was not disturbed, and he keenly captured the words of the small volume.

"I heard that the main creator of Love has fallen into the city, Director Chu, Emperor Kang, and Empress Wen Ying have all found masters." Little Curl said embarrassedly.

Gu Mo's eyes widened and he slapped his thigh, "I see!" Here's the crux of the matter! ”

I thought to myself, the crux of the problem is not there, maybe the cause is there. I saw the anomaly of the kimono, not because of the anomaly of the kimono itself, but because I had been to the Aoba Psychic Office before that.

Gu Mo couldn't wait to snatch Xiao Toutou's mobile phone and call Director Chu. He got straight to the point, told him about his situation, and bluntly said that he knew that Director Chu was wrong, and wanted to ask a master to show him.

The little curl head listening to him looked incredulous.

Director Chu's sigh can be heard on his mobile phone, "Come over here." ”

Gu Mo regained his spirits and took a taxi to find Director Chu.

Naturally, I followed, and when I went, I saw the young man sitting in the living room.

Looking at the dress and figure, this young man is about twenty, between a teenager and a young man. I couldn't see his face because his face was completely blurred.

A flash of inspiration flashed through my mind, and I stared at the young man in amazement.

"Xiao Gu, this is Ye Qing, a master I invited." Director Chu introduced.

"So young?" Gu Mo was shocked.

Ye Qing turned his head, he should have looked at Gu Mo, his voice was younger than what I heard in the recording, but the tone remained the same for thousands of years, "This person's side is very clean, and he doesn't follow ghosts." ”

Gu Mo didn't care about Ye Qing's age, and hurriedly told his experience.

Director Chu looked at Gu Mo in surprise.

Ye Qing listened quietly, and his blurred face kept facing Gu Mo's face.

The two faces were placed together, and I suddenly found that Gu Mo's face was actually clear at some point, and the layer of mosaic was thin, and I still couldn't see his appearance clearly, but I could see his demeanor.

"You didn't see ghosts, you heard the voices of ghosts." Ye Qing said unhurriedly, "After a person dies, he will not go to the underworld immediately, but will stay in the yang world for a while. Some will stay with the corpse, motionless, and wait for the corpse to be cremated, and then go to the underworld to be reincarnated, and some will stay in the place of death, like the earthbound spirit, but only for a short period before becoming the earthbound spirit, either repeating the brief moment before death, or knowing that they are dead, waiting for reincarnation with nothing to do. What you hear is their voice. ”