Standing on the balcony, you can see the scene behind, the street is cold, not a single house has the door open to the street, the street is open to the big windows, the windows are covered with thick iron rods. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the contrary, the small alley is quite lively, with horizontal lintels, small shops and stalls, and a thriving population.

On the path where only one person can walk, there are many students, picking and choosing to find their favorite food.

This is a scene of youth, sometimes Liu Zigui feels that youth is very far away from him, and only when he meets a beautiful woman, Liu Zigui feels that he is still a young man.

But whenever he pounces on it with enthusiasm, he always pounces on the iceberg, and then frostbites himself, in fact, Liu Zigui doesn't really care about love, he just wants to integrate into the normal life of mortals through love, but every time a pair of hands push him out and isolate him.

After a long time, he either really feels that he can be alone, or he goes crazy, Liu Zigui neither feels that he can live alone, nor does he feel that he is going crazy, so from this point of view, he is not alone.

Once the sun decided to sink, its speed was very fast, and after a while, it fell from the top of the head to the west, and the orange light shot from the gap between the buildings, and the rays of light were unusually clear in the eyes, very beautiful!

Beautiful things are usually short-lived, and when the sun goes below the horizon, all of them disappear, but there is a new beginning in the alleys.

Liu Zigui didn't eat lunch, he stood from noon until dark, watching the sun slowly set, those wonderful lights disappeared from his eyes, and the lights lit up, illuminating the long and narrow alley like day.

The smoke rose, lingering in the light, like a dream, all kinds of tempting fragrances wafted from the white smoke, into Liu Zigui's nose, smelling the fragrance, Liu Zigui felt hungry, as if he had not eaten for a day.

Although Liu Zigui doesn't need to rely on food and water to maintain his life now, he still feels hungry, he still feels thirsty, he is extremely hungry, he is thirsty, he will still be uncomfortable.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind blowing in the room, it was very cold, and as soon as it came, the temperature in the room dropped by several degrees, and the old wooden door, which was about to decay, was blown and squeaked, and it felt like it was going to grind out people's teeth.

In a trance, Liu Zigui saw an illusory figure floating in through the open door, and Liu Zigui himself was not his own delusion, but he had encountered a ghost again.

This kind of thing, over the years, Liu Zigui doesn't know how many he has bumped into, he has long been accustomed to it, as long as these ghosts don't provoke themselves, Liu Zigui generally won't take the initiative to find them, just as he hasn't seen them, as the so-called you take your single-plank bridge, I cross my sunshine road.

However, the next scene made Liu Zigui stop going out, and then leaned against the door frame between the balcony and the bedroom to watch the ghost's movements with more interest.

After this ghost came in, the figure gradually became solidified, and gradually took on the appearance of a human, and it could be seen that it was a boy before his death, sixteen or seventeen years old, if there was some blood on his pale face, it was still quite handsome, but now the black eyes and white face only made it feel weird to look at.

After it entered the door, it walked straight towards the willow back, to be precise, towards the balcony, skillfully climbed the guardrail of the balcony, hung a rope on the iron pole for drying clothes, made a circle, stuffed his head in, kicked off the guardrail of the balcony, hung himself up, and then struggled on it, rolled his eyes up, opened his mouth wide, his tongue stretched out of his mouth, stretched longer and longer, and even reached his waist, and his hands scratched indiscriminately on the top of his head, but he didn't catch anything.

The curtain of self-directed and self-performed play lasted less than five minutes before it ended, and then it came down from the rope in silence, looking indifferent, and after a while, it seemed to see Liu Zigui, and came to Liu Zigui's face, first looked at it stunned, then wrinkled its nose, sniffed on Liu Zigui's face, and Liu Zigui's brows furrowed.

After sniffing for a while, he actually stuck out his tongue and wanted to lick him, but Liu Zigui couldn't bear it, and swung his fist and smashed it in the face of the hanging neck, directly knocking it away, hitting the bed stall and falling to the ground.

The hanging neck ghost seemed to be blinded, and after a while he raised his head from the ground, looked at Liu Zigui and said in surprise, "Can you see me?" ”

Liu Zigui frowned and didn't speak, but the hanger-necked ghost stood up from the ground as if he had taken a stimulant.

"You can see me, you can see me, finally someone sees me, finally someone sees me......"

The hanger seemed excited, dancing in the dimly lit room.

Liu Zigui actually ignored it, and walked straight past it, and when he reached the door, the open door suddenly closed.

Liu Zigui stood still, turned his head to look at the hanging neck, the hanging neck ghost floated directly in front of Liu Zigui, opened his eyes wide, stared straight at Liu Zigui's eyes, and said seriously: "You can't go, you have to stay and chat with me, no one has spoken to me for a long time!" ”

"If you're not free, go find someone else!" Liu Zigui said coldly.

"No, it's you!" The hang-necked ghost also said coldly.

"Get out!"

Liu Zigui burst into a shout, and a mysterious power came out of the shouting, this kind of Buddhist method is a kind of magical power that he realized from the nameless scriptures, similar to the lion's roar, integrating his own divine power and mana into the sound.

Out of his own divine domain, Liu Zigui's divine power has greatly decreased, in order to improve his strength, he has to cultivate the Dao and walk on the road of cultivating immortals with one foot, but he doesn't seem to have any talent for cultivating immortals, and his cultivation has not been up or down.

But even so, it was enough to deal with a little hanging neck, sprayed him directly against the wall, waved his hand, opened the door, and walked out, and the door was not closed.

Now Liu Zigui finally understands why he is the only one living in the room of the twelve, it turns out that this room is haunted, and when he sees it, the ghost is a vain ghost hanging on the balcony, so he spends an hour doing the same thing every day.

Liu Zigui shook his head helplessly, and there were many students passing by him, carrying packages of all sizes, but no one knew each other, and no one paid attention to anyone.

There is a forest in front of the dormitory, the most obvious sign is three tall banyan trees, the branches are luxuriant, the tree is dark all the year round, there is no sunlight, the school in this shady place, set up a lot of exercise tools, there are leg presses, some twist the waist, some stretch, some arm training, etc., and some willow gui does not know the purpose of the tool.

When passing under the tree, Liu Zigui felt a sense of coolness, this is yin!