When I arrived at the rental house in a depressed mood, it was already past seven o'clock. I ordered a ramen at the mouth of the alley and had dinner.

When I walked to the yard, I saw Uncle Zhou fiddling with the car that baked cakes, there was no light in the yard, I stood in the shadow and said hello, "Uncle Zhou, you're back!" ”

I obviously felt Uncle Zhou's somewhat rickety body trembling violently, and then turned around and looked at me carefully, the smile on his face was obviously a little stiff, "Fengzi, how are you looking for a job today?" ”

I sighed and said, "Don't mention it, I didn't make a penny, and I got angry." ”

"It's okay, it's like this when you go into society, just wait for it to get used to it." Uncle Zhou walked in and patted me on the shoulder and comforted.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou, then I'll go up first." When I was about to walk to the stairs, Uncle Zhou stopped me again and asked hesitantly, "Fengzi, are you still comfortable living in that room?" ”

I looked at Uncle Zhou's strange expression and said, "Well, adapt." ”

Uncle Zhou then muttered and went back to his house.

I lay on the bed with my hands behind my head, the top of the wall mottled, and the white wall skin was cocked one by one, revealing some black inside.

I thought to myself, the road to the train station probably won't work, and I came to the people who didn't even ask today. Maybe it's because I'm too young, or maybe now that society is developed, everyone doesn't believe in these things anymore? Second, I offended people, I guess I don't want to set up a stall in the future, if they catch the pigtails, I'm afraid it will be troublesome.

So the urgent thing is to make money, as long as I have money, I can rent a small storefront, so that I am not afraid of being thrown away.

But where does this money come from?

………

Thinking about it, my eyelids were like a thousand pounds, and I fell asleep before I knew it.

Cold, biting cold.

I scolded secretly, I'm going, is this trying to rebel? Even a lonely ghost dares to bully me? I can't sleep well after a good night's sleep, is it really easy to bully Lao Tzu?

I jumped up from the bed with the obsidian beads in my hand, and there was a black patch in front of me, not even a glimmer of light from the window, as black as a pool of ink.

I frowned slightly, I remember when I was lying in bed, the light was on, could it be that there was a power outage in this area?

I pushed open the door to see if there was a power outage in the area, but when I walked out, I found that I was back in my house, and I walked several times without believing in evil, and each time I walked through the door to my house.

I've just woken up from my daze, I guess I've been caught in an illusion or a maze?

I walked back to the bed, sat cross-legged on the bed, my eyes slightly closed, and my mouth recited the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, the scriptures floated into the darkness like a charm, emitting a faint golden light, and the inky black curtain seemed to be slowly pulled back, and the room returned to its previous appearance, with a warm yellow light through the window.

It was so cold in the room that I couldn't help but shiver, it was no different from an ice cellar, right? Looking at the silver frost that covered the room, the fire in my heart rose up.

I was bullied during the day, and I had to be tossed by ghosts at night. What kind of world is this?

I took out a fire talisman from the bag, and was about to recite the spell when I suddenly saw a black shadow floating in the air from the window.

By the light outside, I took a few steps forward to see if it was a ghost or a human being. It didn't matter, it almost scared the hell out of me.

A face as white as flour pressed against the window, and because of the tight grip on the glass, the facial features were almost flattened, and at first glance it looked like a faceless monster.

"Who are you? What do you do pretending to be a ghost? I suppressed the fear in my heart and slammed the door open, but the hallway was empty, nothing?

I looked downstairs through the railing again, and there was nothing?

I thought to myself, it couldn't be that I was dazzled, I took a flashlight and looked at the glass carefully, because when I moved in, the glass was polished by me, and there was no trace at all. In addition, the temperature in the room was too low, and under the beam of the flashlight, a mark was clearly printed on the glass.

This makes me even more wondering, I'm not a big beauty, and I just live here, who is so bored to lie on the window in the middle of the night and peep at me?

Could it be that this man is a pervert? Interested in me? When I think about it, I feel a chill.

The temperature in the room was still very low, and I cursed secretly, thinking to myself where this lonely ghost came from? Is he not afraid of death like this?

No, I've already died once, should I be like this, not afraid of disappearing into the ashes and dissipating between heaven and earth?

The obsidian rosary I was holding in my hand glowed darkly, and I obviously felt the rich yin aura in the room.

"Are you challenging my patience? Or do you think I don't dare to kill you? I snorted and shouted into the room.

Suddenly there was a whining wind in the room, not loud, but it seemed to respond to my words. It's like a cat's meow in the spring.

People and ghosts have different paths, and people die like lights going out. You can't stay in the yang world for a long time, otherwise you can only become a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, and you will never be able to enter reincarnation.

And the ghost in the usual sense, that is, a mass of gas, and the mouth is speechless. Unless it is a powerful ghost with great resentment that can interfere with people's minds, others cannot do substantial harm to people.

"Do you have something to tell me?" I asked curiously, as if talking to myself, if anyone saw me like this

Another gust of wind blew in the house. Whimpering like a cry.

I thought to myself, this ghost thing is also strange, it just wakes me up every day, and then it doesn't show up? Knowing my ability, you still dare to come out?

It was the middle of the night, when I was most sleepy, and I didn't want to play dumb riddles with this ghost, so I reached out and turned on the light in the house.

"Wow...... Wow......"

The incandescent light flashed several times before it stabilized. The soul frost in the room receded like a tide. I was yawning and walking to the bed, and when I turned to sit down and slipper, I looked up and swept the window inadvertently, and I was all wrong.

Because of the low temperature before, there was a layer of cold frost on the windows, and now there are two big crooked letters written on the glass.

"Save Me ......"

So that ghost is asking me for help? So why didn't he show up? The only possibility is to be stuck somewhere. I looked at the boxy room carefully, and I didn't have a clue for a moment.

After the soul frost subsided, the temperature in the room became higher, and after a while, the words "save me" on the window began to blur. The beads of water that flowed down the font were like bloody wounds, and they were hideously printed on the window.

I could only shake my head, I was dying of hunger, and there were still ghosts begging me for help?