Chapter Twenty-Nine: Seven and a Half Months of Soul Travel

"Anyone?" An old voice sounded outside the door.

Old man, no one, don't come in. This is simply a curse, I was thinking about returning things to their original owners just now, but now a hundred of them dare not move.

After saying this, the door lock "clicked".

It's over! It's really coming!

I leaned as far as I could, and from my vantage point I saw a pair of men's feet stepping in. The man paused at the door for a few seconds, as if to observe the situation inside the house. It didn't take long for me to find me, and the mille-feuille with black and white surfaces came straight over as soon as it turned.

At this time, it was definitely not a wise move to fight hard, so I fell to the ground with my eyes closed and pretended to be dead.

The sound of the soles of my shoes on the carpet getting closer and closer, reaching the top of my head, I could almost feel the dents in the carpet. With the sound of the fabric rubbing, he lowered himself and tried to rummage through my clothes. A dog barked outside the door, and it seemed to be a puppy.

The man's hand was taken away from me. Not only that, but the person also left immediately, and in less than a second, he completely walked out of the room. The dog's "whining" demonstration, although it was not loud, I felt a sense of security.

I broke out in a cold sweat and didn't dare to open my eyes until a wet nose touched my face.

It was Jasmine, I was pleasantly surprised. Trying to touch his nose, this guy stomped his front paws and sneezed loudly, and the nasal water was not wasted, spraying me in the face.

It may have been that seeing it made me relax, and I felt that my legs could exert some strength, and I crawled to the window. I don't know what day it is, but the moon is half a circle larger than usual, as if it is within reach. It was as red as blood from the inside out, and the people who watched it were terrified.

The door was dimly lit, and a man came out quickly from under the rain in front of the door.

This is the predecessor of the Shen family? I was too curious about his appearance, and I didn't care that I would be discovered, so I pulled up the screen window and poked out half of my head. It's early autumn, but the temperature of the air is so low that people shiver.

The distance was too far to see clearly, and he could only see that he was wearing a white robe like a Taoist robe. He moves fast and walks slowly, as if he is not afraid of gravity, and he is light. The various sounds of the night are distorted and distorted, and the heart is piercing, like the mourning music of a funeral.

From the walls of the buildings and the cracks of the trees, several black shadows converged towards him from all directions, floating in the air and forming a group. This black color is so thick that even at night, it is very clear. In comparison, the rest of the scenery is as bleak and lifeless as old photographs.

The lifeless procession went farther and farther until it was obscured by a dense canopy of trees beside the roadside. The street lamp shook violently and returned to normal. The sound of the autumn insect sounded again, and my heart was relieved, and I slid weakly down the glass window to the ground.

Finally, there is no danger.

I hugged Jasmine and buried my face in the middle of its big ears, and then I felt a hint of vitality.

"Are you awake? What are you doing? ”

It was actually Shen Qiming, he grabbed the broken window screen and glanced at it, revealing a puzzled look, and looked at me again, as if I had made it.

Jasmine kicked twice, as if she wanted to go down. I really wanted to let it go, but I couldn't bear its warmth and security. Shen Qiming didn't give me this opportunity, snatched Jasmine out of my arms and put it on the ground.

"You're consuming it."

My heart tightened, thinking of Liu Xian, and hurriedly looked at Jasmine. It didn't seem to be affected, sniffed on the ground, and walked away.

"Hehe," I laughed dryly, "what a good dog!" ”

"It has a name, please call it Jasmine."

Shen Qiming didn't speak, turned around and turned to turn on the lights in the room one by one. In the scene just now, the man had already found me, but he gave up. Is it just because it was called, that person left?

"You said that Jasmine can exorcise evil spirits and avoid ghosts, is it natural, or is it trained by Sister Sheng?"

"Sister Sheng?" Shen Qiming turned his head sharply and looked at me suspiciously: "What did you say?" Who told you your sister-in-law's name? ”

I don't look tall, but I'm very dependent. When I followed Niangniang before, my brain was completely removed, and everything was up to him. Later, I met Junmo, and subconsciously regarded him as my backbone.

The man has an unstable personality, so don't mention it.

And Shen Qiming himself didn't have much of a fight, and when everyone was thinking about the secret, he went to save people alone. I don't think he's calculating me, it's probably just a different position. The psychological expectations of him are relatively high, so that I can't accept him when he talks to me in a questioning tone now.

I suddenly came back to my senses, whether it was Junmo or him, we didn't know each other. Uncover the illusion of friendship, I am a foreign aid of the Fu family, and I am a thief to his Shen family.

He is still a thief whose means are so shoddy that he can't protect himself.

"I ...... I've heard it. ”

"Who? Who said that? ”

An evil fire "poofed" up, and I really gritted my teeth and held back, so I didn't greet his uncle. He asked knowingly!

"Almost, haven't you already checked me out, what do you ask?" But I'm still curious, how did he come out?

"Did your sister-in-law save you? She didn't scold you? ”

"Didn't scold me to death......"

Should! I finally balanced my heart, opened the bag and touched the phone, just started to feel wrong, the weight is too light. Sure enough, when I opened the back cover, the battery was gone, as was the other phone. This cut me off all possible threats, which is why I'm stuck here without being condemned. I'm going to thank him?

I lost my ability to speak, and turned my head to look at the blood-red full moon outside the window. There was a little fire on the street in the distance, and I remembered that today was July 15, Halloween.

What a coincidence, what an inopportune time.

Thinking wildly, I mechanically pushed the back cover of the phone with both hands, and I had to get stuck every time, only to realize that it was not my phone after a few times. I was trying to close it tightly, but I suddenly found that the phone card was not inside.

Is it Shen Qiming who wants to read the information in the SIM card to determine the source? How does he know that the phone is not mine?

I showed him my phone and asked, "What do you mean by that?" ”

"Removing the battery is to beware of programs such as positioning on the phone, and there is no detection equipment for a while, so it can only be like this."

I tried to suppress the fire: "What about the SIM card?" ”

Shen Qiming seemed to be in a nervous disorder, Shi Shiran sat on the sofa and turned off the TV with snowflakes.

"I didn't have it, you asked me?"

I didn't pay much attention to it when he said this, it was someone else's stuff, and I didn't know what was going on inside. The owner of the phone is such a weird guy, so I'd better ask less.

I put my phone in my bag and secretly decided to find a place to throw it away before returning to Beijing.

The biggest problem now is that I can't get in touch with anyone. I don't think I should blame them, because there is no position, and from his point of view, it is already a great deal of tolerance to not sink me into the river.

But I'm going to run!