I've heard the old man say before that there are some ghosts that can only appear in front of humans through mirror images. At this time www.biquge.info I am that kind of ghost, but through the reflection of the mirror, I see another face, and the owner of the face is actually the black and white man on the portrait.

I didn't believe it, I looked closer, and sure enough, it wasn't me who was dazzled, and my figure at this time was not mine, but He Xionghui's thin figure.

I've only heard of alien spirits taking other people's bodies by taking them, and I haven't heard of any cases where they can take other people's souls, so my thoughts are a little confused for a while.

My mind quickly passed through it again, and I finally came to a conclusion that I was not me at this time, but my consciousness was brought to the memory of another soul, and the one who brought my consciousness into it was the owner of this soul, He Xionghui.

And I realized that I was now going through his experience, and I remember that there was such a thing that happened once, that is, when the headless ghost corpse incident, but at that time, it was Feng Xue who transferred the other party's memories to me, and the consciousness of the deceased became my main consciousness at that time.

Now I have my own consciousness, presumably because the other party forcibly dragged my consciousness into his memory, and I myself consciously resisted, and it became a state of conscious coexistence. Thinking about it this way, it all makes sense.

I looked around, and now it was the time since he escaped, and I really wanted to know what he was going to do next. Above all, I wonder if he's gone after who is behind them, or if he'll find something that could be a clue.

As soon as she thought about it, she saw He Zhiling, who was originally guarding the spirit, suddenly got up and took off the spiritual clothes on her body, holding her mobile phone in her hand, as if she went out because of the message.

"I" hurriedly followed, followed He Zhiling out of the mourning hall, and walked out of the house.

Fang didn't pay attention to it, but at this time he realized that it was pouring rain outside, and He Zhiling was only wearing thin clothes and holding a small umbrella that couldn't help the wind, so resolutely rushed into the rain.

I wondered what kind of information made her rush outside so unhesitatingly, and even her brother's mourning hall was left alone. At the same time, I wondered who would call her outside at this time.

Thinking about it, the footsteps kept following He Zhiling for a moment. After following her out of the area, "I" deliberately kept a distance from her. I knew Ho Xionghui's thoughts, he was preventing someone from attacking her from behind, but he didn't find out in time because he was too close to her.

However, what he didn't know was that it was precisely because of such a little care that he saved his soul again and found an opportunity to save He Zhiling.

This started when He Zhiling walked into an empty street, and saw He Zhiling walking in the rain with a small umbrella tightly, and the only light source around her was the dim light emitted by her mobile phone. The soles of your feet are potholes and broken ground, and the shops around you have been closed for a long time, and the garbage bags on the ground have been piled up into small areas by wind and rain.

He Zhiling walked cautiously in the empty and full streets, her eyes moving around with the beam of her mobile phone, as if she was looking for something.

"Brother?" He Zhiling suddenly called out. The "I" who heard the voice was stunned, and looked at the weak figure with some complicated eyes.

"Brother? Where are you? I know you're around here. He Zhiling called, and I looked at her with confusion, wondering if she had been deceived by anyone.

Looking at the sky, I suddenly remembered that it was this kind of weather that night, and He Zhiling looked like she had been attacked, lying in front of our house with blood.

I subconsciously wanted to open my mouth to remind me, and then I remembered that I was in someone else's memory now, and I couldn't open my mouth to interfere with the process in my memory. So I could only watch the poor figure move forward in the ravages of the rain, and watch the man in black approach the woman with bad intentions.

The bright short knife slowly approached He Zhiling, and at this time, as an elder brother, "I" was shocked, and that figure was the man in black who was chasing the soul of the runaway. He obviously didn't notice my existence, and the goal was determined to go towards He Zhiling, although he didn't know what he was going to do, but he didn't have to think about it and knew that there would definitely be no good thing.

Seeing that the man was about to approach He Zhiling, I was afraid and worried about He Zhiling's safety at the same time. Thinking of the soul, it seems that the soul also has some ability to manipulate things, as long as the consciousness is strong enough, maybe it can use some things to remind He Zhiling.

With that in mind, I looked around, and there was a crumbling shed beside me. Picking up the weak pillar, the shed fell to the ground.

Due to the large movement, He Zhiling turned around very successfully, and at this time he happened to see the man holding the knife and was about to fall, the man didn't expect such a mutation, he was stunned for a second, and then waved the knife neatly at He Zhiling.

She screamed and raised her hand in front of her, and the knife cut through her skin. He Zhiling took the umbrella and hit the man in a panic, the man was a little angered by the disorderly play, grabbed her umbrella with one hand, and slashed at He Zhiling without hesitation with a knife in the other.

He Zhiling was stabbed several times on her body, she quickly let go of the umbrella and ran in one direction.

The man was about to chase after him, but I had already prepared a large "gift" in the middle of the time, and when the man wanted to raise his feet, he beckoned to him, and the man was buried in the "gift" I gave in front of my eyes.

After I finished sending the "gift", I hurriedly chased in the direction where He Zhiling ran away. But it didn't take long for He Zhiling to lose her strength, even if the blood was washed by the rain, it still continued to flow out, and the wound looked extremely painful.

I was also powerless, so I could only look at her like this, He Xionghui obviously didn't know what to do, he was probably afraid that a sudden help would scare He Zhiling.

Seeing He Zhiling fall in front of me, He Xionghui quickly approached and protected her in his arms.

It's just that from the perspective of mortals, in such a rainy night, there is a woman half-suspended on the road in the middle of the night, which is really a little weird. I was thinking like this when I heard He Zhiling's weak voice in my ears: "Brother... I knew you... You'll come back to see me..."

He Xionghui's heart hurt clearly, he picked up He Zhiling, who was in a daze, looked around, and then ran in one direction purposefully.

I also found out that this is the vicinity of my residence, could it be that He Xionghui sent He Zhiling to my house at that time? I can't help but think so.