He stood at the fork in the road in the mountains, the hazy moonlight could not penetrate the dense bushes, there was only a faint mottled shadow of the trees, the frog in his hand was pinched more and more tightly as if it was about to suffocate, no longer moving, the viscous skin fluid was the only source of sensation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoHe is also like this frog, motionless, and grandma said that it is not only the old man with a cloth bag who hides in the night, but also the terrible cannibalistic ghost. He didn't dare to move, his whole body trembled, until he saw two red apples floating in the deep path, which were glowing red, eyes.

Bang!

The wounded frog finally struggled as if it had come to life, slid out of its cage with the help of the viscous liquid, and fell to the sand, adding another ensemble to the frog chirping around it.

"Ahh Was it his exclamation, or the joy of the fleeing frogs.

The closer they got closer, the bigger they became. Is this the ghost that hooked Uncle Zhang's soul? It caused the drunken middle-aged man to go crazy on a night trip home, shouting that everyone was a ghost.

He was now in the cold waters of a lake, his whole body wet with sweat, and a pair of hands reached out from the end of the path, and held his feet tightly, which were two old yellow roots, wrinkled hands. Finally, he felt like he had fallen from a great height and fell heavily to the ground.

"Don't," it seemed that he remembered the last sentence in his dream.

"Light rain, light rain, light rain." Grandma was calling him.

A flash of white light stung his eyes, and the summer rain saw a haggard and burnt face through the width of a thin line, surrounded by a bright white.

"Mom!"

"Another nightmare?" The woman in front of her, with a thin face, withered yellow skin, lifted the hair between her forehead, smiled, and the deep crow's feet left a trace of the vicissitudes of time.

"Is this in the hospital?"

"Boss Yang who works for you sent it, you rest for a few more days, your ankle injury is not light! It's still swollen. The woman reached over and touched the swollen ankle of Summer Rain, "You have been very weak since you were a child, and you have a high fever and nosebleeds at every turn. ”

The withered yellow hands stretched out, and Summer Rain subconsciously shrank his feet back.

"The weather has been very hot in the past two days, so I will rest at home for a few days, and I have already talked to Boss Yang at the restaurant." The woman smiled again, "Do you want to eat lychees?" ”

Summer Rain didn't speak, and his head was still a little swollen and dizzy, so he lay down again. Looking at the woman's rickety back, his eyes were moist, and he wanted to call his mother again, but he was dizzy and had no strength, his eyelids drooped heavily, and he fell asleep.

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The crow dragged his chin with his right hand, leaned on the edge of the window, stood at the window on the second floor and looked into the distance, the night was dark, but the city had not yet slept, and every building in front of him was like a regular geometric body, shining brightly, and the whole earth was shining under this spotlight. "But, there is no beauty in the sky!" Each bit of light was bright or dark in the crow's eyes, slowly dispersing into blurry colored fragments.

"Hey! I said Xiao Hanqing? ”

"What's wrong?" Zhang Hanqing sat on the couch, not paying attention to the crow with her back to her, her eyes glued to the screen of her laptop, which was connected to all the surveillance systems installed in the restaurant, and even the images of the bronze mirror using the circular light technique could be displayed on it. Therefore, she will never let go of every detail until dawn.

"Do you know what's in the stars in the sky?" The crow raised its head, and its vision became much clearer.

Zhang Hanqing didn't answer, it should be too naïve to ask this kind of question, at least for Zhang Hanqing at this time, it is not appropriate to joke at this time, she still sat there motionless, and said casually, "Ah! What's there? ”

"Legend has it that each star is the number of lives of a person, the movement of the stars represents people's activities, which star is dark, it means that someone is sick, once the star falls, then the person is dead!"

"Nonsense!"

"I also think it's nonsense, because there is also a person living on the star, and maybe there is also a person looking up at the sky now, just like me, looking at the stars in the distance!" The crow stared at a bright star in the east and looked at it intently, "Hey, Xiao Hanqing, do you know?" I'm the one who lives on that star! ”

"Don't be funny! Anyway, you stay here with me at night and don't have to say hello to home? ”

"Home? I've always been a human being, and I guess I'm called an orphan according to you. The raven continued to look at the star.

"Orphans? Although I have parents, what is the difference between me and an orphan? When I was very young, they took me from north to south, and where there were strange spirits, there was home, and now it was good, and the two of them finally left this place in style, leaving me to continue to wander like a dandelion. ”

Zhang Hanqing leaned down, her head resting on the back of the sofa, because the ghost doesn't like light, so all the lights in the restaurant were extinguished, leaving only the blue light of the computer screen printed on her face, which was particularly eye-catching! She took a deep breath and relaxed a lot.

"You said that the sun is so strong during the day, why is that ghost so arrogant that it actually attacks humans when there is a strong light?"

"I don't know, generally speaking, ghosts are more afraid of sunlight, but there are also evil spirits that have been grudging for many years and can maintain normal activities in bright light."

"Wraiths?" The crow said, still looking at the star, when suddenly a meteor crossed and flew towards him, "There is a meteor?" The meteor-like light passed through his body and vanished.

"It can't be just resentful spirits, as long as there is a strong enough obsession, such as the desire to survive, it should be able to survive in an extreme environment, as their original body, aren't we humans the same?"

Zhang Hanqing looked up, tilted his head and looked at the crow with his back to her, the tall figure blocked the moonlight sprinkled in, this boy is still so special. However, her vision was out of the monitor, the computer screen, and the window to the right of the entrance door on the first floor seemed to be a little unusual, and a figure rushed in at a very fast speed, but the window glass was unscathed.

"Where do we sleep at night?" The crow suddenly turned around, "What are you looking at me for?" ”

Zhang Hanqing's cheeks flushed, and he quickly turned his head, "Do you still want to sleep at night?" There's a lot going on! ”

"Did you just see me coming?" The crow walked over and said with a smile.

"I just kept staring at the screen and my neck was a little sore."

"Oh! Is it? The crow's tone dragged on for a long time, and he raised his eyebrows, "Isn't my back particularly handsome!" ”

"Don't be poor, it's important to do the right thing!" Zhang Hanqing accentuated his tone, looking a little angry, but his cheeks were still crimson.

"Or we'll sleep here, and we'll just sit on this couch." The crow came over the window, a slight lewd smile raised at the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Hanqing continued to stare at the screen, but when she heard the footsteps of the crow coming over, her heart was up and down, and her eyes involuntarily squinted. On the night of July, Zhang Hanqing was still wearing a pink T-shirt during the day, and there was a cool breeze from the window, with a faint smell of sweat, she shivered, unable to stop the footsteps of walking.

The raven suddenly pounced like a hungry wolf.

"Raven Egg, what are you doing?" Zhang Han Qingshan was not in a hurry, and when she came back to her senses, she had already fallen on the sofa, and the crow propped her hands on it, staring at her with wide eyes.

A handsome face, although a little tender, this knife-like face is sharp and angular, just like the ancient Roman warriors in oil paintings. Zhang Hanqing's heart was beating fast, she didn't want to close her eyes, but the person in front of her was gradually blurring, and it became clear in her mind, hey, Xiao Hanqing, that playful smiling face. By no means the person he is now.

"You're not a crow, who are you?" Zhang Hanqing suddenly opened his eyes.

The other party's lips twitched and the corners of his mouth were grinned.

Zhang Hanqing looked at him and kicked him in the crotch coldly.

"Whew!" Now it was like a dog wailing, and it got up and jumped up. Zhang Hanqing also took this opportunity to stand up, and lifted the Seven-Star Linglong Sword in his hand, "Get out of his body!" ”

The other party suddenly quieted down, was he shocked?

The crow's face was gloomy, and the white moonlight was blocked by his body to form a humanoid shadow, he lowered his head, but the shadow kept elongating, like a huge light source behind him, and his shadow became bigger and bigger.

"Get out of here!" Is it the voice of a crow, or the sound of staying inside him.

Zhang Hanqing picked up the sword, because the Ling Long Sword did not have a sword spirit, so there was no way to take this possessed spirit, "The soldiers are all arrayed in front," she used the sword instead to draw a nine-character mantra spell in the air, which may hurt the crow's body, but ...... Zhang Hanqing still stopped chanting the incantation, and instead pulled out a spirit talisman from his waist to immobilize the possessed human.

"No, it's going to be eaten, don't, get out of here." The voice didn't feel like it was coming out of a raven's mouth, and it echoed throughout the room, "It's going to be eaten!" ”

At the same time, Zhang Hanqing also felt a very powerful anger coming, like a hungry jackal sniffing its prey, this could not be an evil spirit.