Speaking of this, the words of the old man on the other side came to an abrupt end, and he suddenly fell into a state of contemplation, as if he was recalling something. His state lasted for half a minute, and I was afraid of interrupting his train of thought, so I didn't dare to speak, but I looked at the old man anxiously, thinking that he would finish the story quickly, after all, this story was told to a key place, and I really wanted to know what Captain Sun saw?

In the end, I couldn't help but take the lead in breaking the peace and said to the old man, "I said, uncle, are you halfway through the story and don't know how to complete it?" Your story was originally well told, but it ended badly. No, you're not a bad end, it's just no end. ”

Hearing me say this, a shallow smile appeared on the face of the old man opposite, and then this smile became very strange, and he looked at me with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, his face was covered with wrinkles like folds, and the cheekbones on his thin face were unusually prominent, and the face looked like a moldy orange.

His lips opened slightly, and a few words protruded hoarsely, "Young man, do you think I'm talking about a story?" Giggles," the laugh he let out was creepy to listen to.

Before I could reply, the old man added, "Recall the details of what I have done." ”

In fact, I also understand that the old man asked me to recall the details of the story he told in order to prove or strengthen the authenticity of the story. Because there are many detailed descriptions in the story told by the old man, as if the old man saw it himself. However, after all, the story that the old man told was no longer a "real" story as I understood it, because the story was full of supernatural elements, and I was noncommittal about gods, ghosts, and tombs, and I was just in awe. So for the story told by the old man, in my opinion, it is just a story, and there is no truth in it.

However, I nodded perfunctorily to the old man, lest the old man stop me from talking about other unrelated matters, because there were less than five minutes left before the afternoon work, and I did not have time to dwell on the old man any longer.

Seeing my reaction,

The old man smiled slightly, and he didn't say anything, just waved his hand at me, signaling that I could go. Seeing the old man's reaction, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking in my heart, this old man is really strange, just now it was clear that he stopped me, and he had to tell my fortune, although I tried every means to shirk, but I still couldn't resist the old man, and he "looked" a hexagram, who knows this hexagram, I didn't understand what the situation was, and the old man told me the story about Tassi. Now the old man has a disdainful expression, which makes me a little confused.

I had not walked a few steps when I heard the old man whisper faintly behind me, "Young man, something big will happen soon, and you may not have much time." You're "in". A hoarse laugh followed.

I immediately turned my head to look at the old man, trying to ask what the old man was talking about, but the old man disappeared like a ghost, next to the telephone pole that the old man was leaning on just now, now there is no one, here is by the river, the sight is exceptionally good, in just a few seconds, the old man will never disappear without a trace, it is really strange, strange is not only the disappearance of the old man, but the things that happened after I met the old man at noon, strange stories, strange words, strange disappearance. The old man was like a ghost.

I didn't think much about it, after all, going to work is a big deal, so I walked quickly towards the unit. Because the Middle East respiratory syndrome (MERS) has been raging in South Korea recently, we have also strengthened research in this area in China, and we have been holding meetings non-stop for the past few days, which is nothing more than various studies of viruses and preventive measures.

Our meeting lasted until dark, perhaps because we have been working overtime a lot recently, and the leader did not continue to let us work overtime. Strange to say, it was still sunny today, but after coming out of the conference room, I saw that although it was already dark outside the window, I could see obvious dark clouds, and there was a sudden strong wind outside, and the howling wind was blowing the branches of the trees and swaying with the wind. Snowflakes fell from the sky in spite of each other.

Snowing? I thought to myself. It's also so strange, it's the first time I've ever had snow in spring since I can remember, and the snow quickly became very heavy, and the temperature seemed to go from spring to winter again.

After so many days of exhaustion, and catching up with this strange weather, I drove home without saying a word, I didn't even bother to eat dinner, and I was in such a state that I could fall asleep immediately as long as I was attached to the bed.

But before I could sleep well, I was woken up by the sound of the phone over and over again. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, and picked up the phone angrily, but before I could speak, I heard the voice on the other end of the phone say to me urgently, "Xiao Li, you hurry up to the intersection of Taihe Road, Shengli Street, something is wrong......

I just heard that the call was from Captain Zhang, but he stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and there was a sense of wanting to stop talking. So I asked Team Zhang, what happened to him?

Team Zhang paused, his tone was very small, and he asked me in a gloomy manner, "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" ”