The black cat squatted lazily on the couch and watched TV, and said without looking back: "The point is that I can always win." If I don't believe it, I'm betting with you now that you won't be able to pass that manuscript just now! ”

"Grateful heart, thank you for having ......"

The bell rang, Qu Nan looked at his mobile phone, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "Damn!" It's Boss Yin! ”

The black cat laughed coquettishly: "The boss will scold you and then ask you to rewrite it." ”

Qu Nan smiled bitterly again, because Boss Yin was praising him on his mobile phone: "Little thief, the quality of the manuscript last time was very good, and the readers' response was very good, you should make persistent efforts......" Qu Nan listened patiently, he knew that the boss would tell himself to rewrite next!

"What's going on with this article? No highlights throughout? You said such a draft, I just thought about it, and I can't give it to you! What's wrong with you lately? By the way, I just heard a girl's voice, did you have a girlfriend? This is a good thing, but young people, love is very important, and you can't delay your normal work because of love......

After nagging for more than ten minutes, Boss Yin finally gave in and told Qu Nan: "Rewrite it, be serious!" ”

The black cat squatted on the sofa and quacked: "How is it?" Did I win? Your boss asked you to rewrite it, right? I guessed it all with my tail! ”

"Shut up! Do you still want to eat instant noodles?! Qu Nan was angry: "Obviously, we have both seen it, there are no ghosts, maybe people are infected with a strange virus and die, but if you want me to write it as a supernatural event, isn't it difficult for a strong man?" ”

He nagged unconvinced, while going to the refrigerator and digging out a bag of instant noodles, and gasped to make dinner for the black cat.

The black robe looked at Qu Nan's busy back, thoughtful: "I'll bet you on a bottle of beer, this woman's death is by no means as simple as it seems, although it doesn't seem to be a ghost now, but, who knows?" The black cat's words were a little stunned: "I've lived so long, I've seen too many things!" ”

"Smack!" Qu Nan turned off the heat, took out a bowl of instant noodles, and scooped the two poached eggs on the bottom of the bowl into a small plate: "The noodles are yours, the eggs are mine, do you want to have one too?" ”

The black cat lifted its eyelids and looked at him: "Come less!" Don't tempt the cat to eat meat. I feel that there is something wrong with that Li Jian, seeing that his name is so cheap, he must not be a good person......"

In Yansheng Temple, incense is swirling, and pilgrims are like clouds.

Li Jian kowtowed a few times reverently, took out a thick stack of banknotes from his bag, and put them in the merit box.

Following the monk to the backyard, in the swirling cigarette, Li Jian felt that the eyes behind him had disappeared.

It has been more than ten days since his lover Guo Xiaomei died, and since Guo Xiaomei's death, Li Jian has always been restless, feeling that there is a pair of eyes secretly peeking at him behind his back.

The feeling of being watched was so palpable that he jerked back countless times and saw nothing.

Is there really a ghost in this world?

Li Jian didn't eat well, he couldn't sleep well, and in a hurry, he also went to find several famous "immortals" in the city, but these great immortals who were rumored to be miraculous in the outside world, after carefully looking at him, all said that he had nothing attached to him.

Li Jian didn't believe it at all, why did he feel so obvious if he didn't have something attached?

Under his strong request, of course, it is mainly for the sake of money. The immortals crossed the sea, each showed their magical powers, and used all their skills, casting no less than a dozen kinds of spells on him. Li Jian drank a few big bowls of Fu Shui alone, and he drank so much that he went to the toilet every few minutes, the toilet kept ringing, and he paid a lot more water bills that month.

But it was in the toilet that the feeling of being prying was back at it. You must know that I live on the twenty-fifth floor, and besides "that thing", what else can look at me from the window on the twenty-fifth floor?

The great immortals wore countless evil charms, peace charms, and heavenly thunder wood to him...... and so on, he almost castrated him with a sword, and took out a sword book from his arms for him to practice.

Li Jian's neck hung more than a dozen peace charms of various materials and names, his neck was about to be crushed, and in his close-fitting pocket were more than a dozen thick evil charms drawn on various papers. However, the feeling of being watched is still with me.

If it's not a ghost, what's going on?

He had to think in another direction: Could it be that the police were watching him? But they have an alibi, they can't bend to it, right?

Li Jian remembered what the red-faced policeman Yuan Fengrui said to himself: "It's not your business for the time being, but if there is a need in the future, you will need to actively cooperate with the investigation." ”

But no matter how much the police keep an eye on them, they can't keep an eye on their bedroom, right? Even in the bedroom on the 25th floor of his house, Li Jian always felt that there was a pair of eyes looking at him outside the window.

He was restless, he couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep well, and he lost a lot of weight in a few days.

At the critical moment, it's better to be your own wife. His wife, Lin Jiali, regardless of his previous suspicions, suggested that he try it at Yansheng Temple, a famous century-old temple in the city, where incense is flourishing and is known as a miracle.

Li Jian was frightened by this feeling of peeping, and he also felt justified when he heard it, and he should treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor. He left the company's affairs behind and hurried to Yansheng Temple.

The hundred-year-old temple is really extraordinary.

From the moment he walked into the mountain gate, the feeling of being on his back for more than ten days finally disappeared.

I am saved!

Li Jian was overjoyed, and more than doubled the money he originally planned to donate to the incense in the temple, although the twenty-year-old round-headed and round-headed monk was young, but he was a discerning person, seeing him take out so much money, he naturally knew that this guest had something to do.

"Is there something wrong with the benefactor? If you have any problems, please come to the backyard with the little monk. The monk stretched out his hand very politely to guide Li Jian, and the two of them walked along the forest path and walked into the backyard of Yansheng Temple.

In the quiet backyard, a few evergreen dwarf pine trees have knotted branches and needle-like swords reaching out to the sky.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged monk sat upright on the couch, his eyes lowered, silent, and he didn't seem to see anyone coming in.

"This is Master Jingyuan, what can you say to Master Jingyuan?" The monk said politely to Li Jian.

Seeing that this Jingyuan master's shelf is very large, Li Jian can't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart: people with ability have big shelves, it is estimated that this monk has a way to take those eyes, right?

He told everything he had experienced these days, of course, he concealed the fact that Guo Xiaomei was his lover, and only said that he was a very talkative friend.

“…… Ever since I entered the gate of Yeonseongsa Temple, I have never felt anyone peeping at me, but now I am worried about whether this feeling will occur again after I go out. So, please also ask the master to ......"

As for how about inviting the master, Li Jian didn't continue, but just took out another stack of pink banknotes from his bag. The ticket was handed to the monk standing next to him.

Master Jingyuan lowered his head silently, in the more than twenty minutes that Li Jian spoke, he was like a silent statue, motionless, and I don't know if he was listening?

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Master Jingyuan raised his head and glanced at Li Jian, just a lightning glance, and then he lowered his head again.

Li Jian only felt that his internal organs had been seen through by this glance, and he couldn't help but secretly regret in his heart that he shouldn't have concealed the relationship between Guo Xiaomei and himself. Will the master find out that he is lying, so he will not help himself?

His worries were unwarranted.

Master Jingyuan still lowered his head, and said in a flat voice: "No." ”

"What's not?"

"No evil has attached itself to you, not now, not before."

After saying this, the monk, who looked ordinary and cherished words like gold, closed his eyes and never spoke again.

Li Jian and the Zhike monk waited for a while, but Master Jingyuan had been sitting silently like that, and the two had to retreat.

Two words came from behind the door: "Take it." ”

The monk handed the stack of money back to Li Jian's hand and told him: "Master Jingyuan said that there is no evil thing, there is no more, donor, you may be too worried." Maybe it's your relatives and friends who are joking with you? ”

No evil things? Then it's really human.