Before Cheng Xinxin woke up, her parents consulted with a psychiatric doctor in the hospital. When she woke up, she didn't see the girl, and was taken by her parents to a psychiatric doctor for a first consultation.

“…… I didn't...... I really saw it...... I see it...... I saw ......" Cheng Xinxin held her head and kept repeating these words, tears falling on her legs.

Her mother held her, but she couldn't help but choke up, and looked at the doctor for help.

As soon as the doctor opened her mouth, Cheng Xinxin shook off her mother and shouted: "I really saw it!" There really are ghosts! That girl kept looking at me! I see it! Good minutes! There are a few minutes! I'm not crazy! When I was in the toilet, there were many people who saw it! She's a ghost! She's a ghost!! ”

As Cheng Xinxin screamed, I heard the girl's laughter.

The scene of the dream becomes Cheng Xinxin's bedroom.

Cheng Xinxin's mother pressed her shoulder and told her to lie down. She touched Cheng Xinxin's hair, stopped talking, and finally said, "You go to bed early." Just get some sleep. ”

"Mom...... I really saw ......," Cheng Xinxin whispered.

"I know, mom knows. We will ask the teacher for leave tomorrow, and we will go to the temple to offer incense and ask for a peace charm for you. Good no good? The woman touched Cheng Xinxin's hair again and helped her tuck the quilt.

She saw that Cheng Xinxin closed her eyes, so she walked to the window and wanted to pull up the curtains.

Cheng Xinxin heard the voice, opened her eyes again, and looked at the window.

The female ghost and I were floating out of the window.

Brush –

The curtains are drawn.

I heard Cheng Xinxin's hoarse scream coming from inside the room. Her vocal cords were broken.

I turned my head sideways and saw the smiling face of the female ghost.

The surroundings light up.

Cheng Xinxin and her father and mother crowded into the crowd.

People who put incense and people who visit are shoulder to shoulder.

The female ghost is not afraid of the incense candles of the temple and the huge Buddha statue, nor is she afraid of the monks who walk by from time to time.

Her form of existence is like the most harmless kind of soul, lost in the human world, unable to go to the underworld to be reincarnated. It seems that he has never harmed anyone, and he has never hurt anyone's mind.

This reminds me of Shen Xiaorong again.

Shen Xiaorong said that he has his own set of rules of conduct. I thought it was a concept he had cultivated in the course of his normal life. Later, after learning his true experience, I was a little skeptical that he knew some of God's secrets. After all, he has been a ghost errand and has a good relationship with the ghost messenger, so he can ask the ghost to do things for him.

This female ghost obviously doesn't have such a rich experience, but she may have become such a special existence by mistake because of her character.

Perhaps, the ghosts I have seen before are like this with those who do not have yin energy.

"Shin Shin, do you want to go to the toilet?" Cheng Xinxin's mother asked, "It will take more than an hour to go back and take the car." ”

Cheng Xinxin nodded.

The mother and daughter handed the bag to the man and walked to the public toilet.

Public toilets at such sites are overcrowded.

The mother and daughter lined up, and the woman asked Cheng Xinxin about her homework, and talked about her relatives at home, without mentioning the matter of worshipping Buddha just now.

Cheng Xinxin's mood seemed to have stabilized, she didn't tremble anymore, and she didn't look around.

The team moved slowly.

The inside of the toilet was very dirty, paper towels, shoe prints, and some snack wrappers.

The woman frowned and covered her nose.

She took out a tissue, handed it to Cheng Xinxin, and told her not to step on dirty things.

Cheng Xinxin was also disgusted with such an environment, "Don't do it." ”

"It's been a long queue. Soon. The woman said.

It was their turn.

The woman pushed Cheng Xinxin.

The people in that compartment had already walked out, the compartment door was open, and the sound of flushing the toilet was not over.

Cheng Xinxin walked up the steps, glanced at the toilet, closed the door with two fingers, and locked it.

The sound of the locks falling was somewhat loud.

I saw the female ghost step on the sound and fly above the compartment.

The space above the compartment is limited.

The toilet is a squatting pit, and the water tank is attached to the wall behind it, and it is hand-pressed.

Cheng Xinxin was about to take off her pants, but the female ghost made a blowing motion, and Cheng Xinxin's hair flew up.

She looked up, almost touching the female ghost's face.

Cheng Xinxin was about to scream when she opened her mouth, but she was covered by a female ghost. She stiffened and trembled slightly, but she had forgotten that she wanted to run, and perhaps there was no way to run at all.

The female ghost's hair hung down, like a snake, wrapped around Cheng Xinxin's neck.

Cheng Xinxin's eyes popped out, her stiff body seemed to have regained consciousness, and her hands grabbed the female ghost's hair.

Those hands didn't use any force at all, but they just held a few strands of hair from the female ghost.

The hair gets tighter the more you talk.

The female ghost burst out laughing.

The body hanging upside down floated, and the hair and hands were loosened.

She was pressed against the ceiling, her eyes still staring at Cheng Xinxin.

Cheng Xinxin fell to her knees limp on the ground.

Something fell out of her pocket, and by looking at the red cloth bag and the golden embroidery thread, she knew that it was the kind of amulet sold in the temple.

The amulet did nothing.

Tears welled up in Cheng Xinxin's eyes.

She looked up at the female ghost on the ceiling, and then lowered her head and wept.

Her lips touched a few times, as if she wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

There was a knock on the door outside, and a woman complained impatiently that Cheng Xinxin had not come out.

I didn't hear her mother's voice.

Cheng Xinxin got up from the ground, her eyes were empty, and she unbuttoned the belt on her pants.

She was still trembling, but she put the strap around her neck and clumsily hung it on the hook on the wall of the compartment.

She looked up again at the female ghost.

The female ghost's long hair hung down and did not cover her face. She had a smile on her face.

Cheng Xinxin closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and sat on the ground all of a sudden.

The belt is taut.

The coat hook was pulled and somewhat deformed.

The female ghost fell down and reached out and pressed the coat hook.

Cheng Xinxin instinctively struggled.

What is strange to me is that I look at this scene without a little wave in my heart.

I remembered the girl who was killed by a tourmaline petrified spirit in the toilet cubicle...... When Wu Chenxi was killed, I had strong emotional fluctuations, I wanted to save her, but there was no way to save her, I could only watch her being brutally killed.

The scene in front of me is not so bloody, but it is also cruel.

Cheng Xinxin's struggle is getting weak, and she is about to die.

As long as I eliminate the female ghost here, Cheng Xinxin has a high chance of being saved.

And destroy the female ghost......

It should be before Aoba meets the female ghost......

Without a female ghost, will the historical development of the next two or three decades change dramatically? Will more people die because of it, or ......

It was as if my soul had been touched by something.

These sober reflections and measurements have stopped.

Cheng Xinxin's body twitched twice, and she also stopped all vital signs.

It's good for the female ghost to let go of her hand.

The inferior coat hook was ripped off by Cheng Xinxin's body weight, and it landed with a crisp sound.

Someone knocked on the door again, accompanied by Cheng Xinxin's mother's worried voice.

The female ghost looked up, and I followed suit.

Above the toilet cubicle, in that small area, there was another ghost floating there.

It was a young man, dressed in a long, wide-sleeved robe, like an immortal in a costume TV series.

He doesn't have yin energy in him, but he is clearly not human.

He smiled appreciatively at the female ghost, and his gaze fell on me.

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