It is said that the long street of Qingzhou City was a concession area a long time ago, and today it is still lined with buildings from various countries many years ago, which is a major feature of Qingzhou City.

When Xiao He came out, it was almost dark, and when he completely arrived at the long street, it seemed that all he could enjoy was the bustling night view of the long street.

The streets are full of sparks, and the lights decorate the city with great brilliance, but the wind is strong enough at night, and he has no intention of stopping to appreciate the scenery around him.

Xiao He's heart was not hopeful that he could find a clue, after all, the long street was so big, and it was not easy to find a suspected clue, like looking for a needle in a haystack and nowhere to find it.

As he walked down the street, he quietly looked at the people and things around him, but the nerves in his brain suddenly froze.

Uncle Geng?

In that scene that I don't know if it was a dream or reality, Uncle Geng I met, wasn't the direction he looked at the last time before jumping off the building the direction of Long Street?

Now, his pace was even slower, and he was afraid that he would ignore any detail if he was not careful.

At this moment, he suddenly found that there was a group of people on the corner of the street, they were gathered around the corners of their mouths and squirmed as if they were talking, Xiao He was still a little close to them, but he couldn't hear a word coming out of their mouths.

When I got closer, I saw that the group of people just now had all squatted down, took out incense paper from the cloth bag behind them and burned it.

Seeing everything clearly, Xiao He was about to turn around and leave, but a cold wind blew in front of him and made him shiver, and there seemed to be something black in the wind that hit him, but unexpectedly the thing passed through his body, and he didn't feel pain.

Xiao He felt that he must have hit a ghost, and when he looked back, he was dumbfounded.

He saw that not far from the fire, it looked like a naughty child blowing bubbles, and small blood bubbles appeared on the ground, and finally the area of those blood bubbles gradually expanded into a large blood hole.

A miserable white hand stretched out from the blood hole again, and the last "person" with a hideous face and a bloody face with missing arms and legs crawled out of it.

Those "people" scrambled to crawl towards the fire, but the people who burned the paper did not notice the situation around them, one side burned money, the other side picked up money, like a machine that was working in an orderly manner.

Seeing such a scene, Xiao He's heart was furious, and he wanted to leave, but he couldn't take a step. He began to question in his heart, could it be that it was really his grandmother's ghost who texted him?

At this time, those "people" suddenly all settled down, looked in the direction of Xiao He, and finally didn't move.

Xiao He also looked at them depressedly, those who burned paper may be the relatives of these "people", but they are different, they are completely outsiders. The stories I heard when I was a child about ghosts looking for stand-ins and the like also spread in my mind.

With a jingling bell-like sound, he faintly heard someone humming a song, and following the gaze of the group of "people", he saw that someone seemed to be walking in the shadows not far behind him.

The figure of the man was blurred, and he should be a little girl in his body, humming in his mouth, "One year old and one cold in one life, two years old and two lives in one life, three years old and three years old in life, and three years old and three years in debt......"

When she said this, the girl and Xiao He were only one step apart, and she seemed to regard herself as air like the demon wind of Fang Cai. However, at this moment, Xiao He saw this girl more thoroughly.

The girl wore a silver chain on her forehead, a black Confucian skirt on the inside, and a black robe on the outside. She stood barefoot on the ground, with a circle of small bells wrapped around her white and tender calves, tinkling as she walked. Her face was pale, and her dark eyes stared at the "person" in front of her, showing a bit of ghostly aura against the background of the night.

The girl walked through Xiao He, walked straight back, and finally squatted on the ground and sat down. She carelessly pulled something resembling a wooden fish from her bosom and knocked it on, and the 'people' became restless.

"One year old and one cold in one life, two years old and two lives in one life, three years old and three debts in one life, four years old and four forgetful ......worries in a lifetime," humming and humming, she suddenly stopped and looked at the "people" who were squirming and biting each other and laughed, "Do you want to listen to the curse of the past life?" Just learned. ”

Looking at the cruel smile on the corner of her mouth, and then looking at the "person" on the ground who had not had time to resist, it instantly became a severed arm and stump, and the disgusting feeling in her heart instantly came up. In an instant, the fire on the ground was extinguished in an instant, and those who burned the paper continued to light the fire and burn the paper without knowing it.

In an instant, he suddenly understood, and understood why Namzhi said that Long Street was a strange place. Some people can see ghosts, while some people can hit ghosts without knowing it, and maybe they will get seriously ill when they go home.

"Alright, I'm going home." The girl smiled again, put her hand into her arms again and took out a dagger, "I won't play with you, it's not interesting at all." ”

The girl stood up, walked slowly to the fire, and stabbed the dagger into her eye socket, and then a dripping eye appeared in the girl's hand, and her face still grinned, and there seemed to be no pain.

She raised her eyeballs and stared at the black eye socket with a bloody hole dripping with blood, and after a long time she wiped it with her own bloody hand, "Hey, it's still clean." ”

After saying this, she put the eyeball into her socket again like an idler.

"Hehe, it's time to go home." The girl's face was full of this poignant and sad smile, and what she did didn't seem to be intended, there was a hint of helplessness in that smile.

The girl originally seemed to be planning to jump into the burning paper, but just when Xiao He felt a lot of emotion, the girl's figure suddenly stopped, and she wiped the blood marks from the corners of her eyes and fixed her gaze on Xiao He's face.

Originally, Xiao He thought that the girl should be looking at the person who appeared behind him, but the next second he was stunned, because there was nothing behind him except air.

The girl stood there, closed her eyes, and muttered something in her mouth.

Xiao He saw that the blood holes that appeared on the ground were gradually shrinking, and those miserable "people" also used all their resources to drill into the blood holes before they closed, but those who didn't have time to leave were extinguished by the flames that the girl grabbed from the fire.

"Where are you coming?"

She finally took out her free time and walked in the direction of Xiao He, and at this moment, Xiao He's heart panicked inexplicably, because his feet couldn't be pulled.

"Here you go." The girl took out her dagger again, and she handed it to Xiao He and looked at him pitifully.

Xiao He noticed that the dagger was not made of metal, but wood, but the dagger was black all over, and he couldn't see the material because it was stained with the girl's blood.

He reached out and took the dagger, and then stared at the girl's white face stupidly, but the girl was frightened by his actions.

"Can you see me?" The girl was slightly surprised.

Xiao He was confused, "Look, you can see it." ”

"You live and I die, it's interesting." She chuckled suddenly.

didn't mean to take the dagger back, but patted Xiao He's hand and walked behind him.

Just as Xiao He was a little puzzled, and when he wanted to ask something, he heard the girl's ethereal voice behind him, "It's going to rain, it's time for me to go home." ”

There was nothing behind him, and a gust of wind blew away, and unburned pieces of paper on the street corner floated in the wind.

It's as if she never came.