"Yuying, why do you always say I'm dead?" I was relieved to see Yuying standing outside, but for Yuying's words, my heart was a little blocked.

"Because you're dying." Yuying said coldly.

I'm dying? How could I be? I looked at Yuying puzzled, her eyes suddenly widened and said, "Because I saw it." ”

I wanted to ask again, but Yuying suddenly ran out and appeared in the bathroom at the age of nine. I hurriedly covered my chest and retracted into the bathtub. "Hey, are you a scoundrel? Come in without saying hello. ”

"Do you want me?" The nine-year-old didn't answer, he gently lifted my chin and looked condescending to tease me. Looking down at the nine-year-old's face is as bright as looking up at the stars, and the handsome light can pierce my eyes.

"I don't want to." I tilted my head, but my heart was as sweet as eating dates. The nine-year-old had a blank face, snorted and turned his head over, I was a little panicked, for fear that the nine-year-old would be angry, so I took his hand and said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The nine-year-old turned his head to look at me, and there was something wrong with his eyes, and I followed his gaze, only to find that my breasts were showing a white patch, and I hurriedly hid in the bath again. At this moment, I was ashamed and annoyed, and splashed the water channel towards the nine-year-old, "Little rascal, you let me out first." ”

"Get out!"

A childish voice suddenly sounded below me, and I looked down, only to see a little cicada in human form, like a huba, appeared below at some point, and he pointed to the nine-year-old in a milky voice.

I couldn't laugh or cry, so I threw the two guys out, and when I took a shower and went outside, I saw the little cicada bouncing on the bed, and the nine-year-old half-leaning on the bed to watch Doraemon. Seeing me come out, the nine-year-old hurriedly turned off the TV and seriously criticized Xiao Cicada and said, "Don't watch such childish cartoons in the future." ”

It's clear that he's watching it himself, but my heart warms when I look at it, because I've mentioned Doraemon a few times with my nine-year-old before, and he asked me what it is, and now he's secretly looking at this, obviously, he's very careful to remember what I said, and he's secretly working on the side.

"By the way, did you catch anything out of the waterhole?" I asked curiously.

"This is naturally there, and the yellow spring water has been sealed for many centuries, so the yellow spring spar is solidified in it, this spar is a poison for humans, but it is a great tonic for ghosts, I believe that as long as I suck the spar dry, I will be able to return to the ghost general realm immediately." As he spoke, the nine-year-old pulled out a gold-like translucent crystal, and the temperature of the room dropped a lot in an instant, because I was wrapped in a bathrobe, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing me in such a hurry, the nine-year-old put away the Huangquan Crystal, he took me in his arms and gently asked me what my mission was. When he heard about Song Yuying's strange existence, the nine-year-old was also very strange, "If this little girl is really like what she told you, then you must be careful, this little girl is likely to be a prophet." ”

"Prophet?" I looked at the nine-year-old in confusion, the first time I had heard the term prophet from the mouth of the nine-year-old.

"Yes, the so-called prophet is a person who can foresee the future, regardless of age, gender, or strength, and may have experienced some kind of stimulation and entered this state of being able to see the future." Nine-year-old explained.

"Then if that's the case, then some people with advanced Taoist skills can also get a glimpse of the heavens and see the future, are they also considered prophets?"

"Naturally, they don't count, they belong to voyeurism, that is stealing, it is against the rules of heaven, and they will be counterattacked, and this prophet will not. There have been many prophets in history, some of whom foresaw earthquakes, famines, and the like, but unfortunately, these people are generally ordinary people, so no one will believe it, and few people know about it. Nine-year-old said.

"But I think Song Yuying just predicted it on me, maybe she was playing some kind of trickery, this little girl is very ghostly." I don't think Song Yuying would be some kind of prophet.

"Anyway, it's better to be careful." The nine-year-old still reminded uneasy.

With the nine-year-old had a good night's warmth, the next day I got up refreshed, because Song Yuying was still in school, we went to school with her, followed Song Yuying's teacher and the like, but there was nothing to gain, they just said that Song Yuying has been silent recently, this is a normal performance of adolescent girls, nothing to worry about.

The teacher couldn't find a breakthrough point, so we asked Song Yuying's classmates, these thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls matured quite early, and they all kept silent when they saw us, but I finally made some discoveries under the bribe of money, and Song Yuying's tablemate and best friend said that Song Yuying once told her that she was going to die, and entrusted a letter to her, saying that it was entrusted to Song Yuying's father after death.

This is a big discovery, I asked Song Yuying for this letter at the same table, but she refused, she said that this is what she promised Song Yuying, and she must not give it to me. On the spot, I threw down twenty yuan and three packs of spicy strips, and she sold Song Yuying without hesitation at the same table.

When I got the letter, I hurriedly opened it and looked at it, but when I saw the contents of the letter, my heart was beating and my head was a little cloudy. There weren't many words on the letter, and it was written crookedly, Sister, you are a dead man.

How could there be such a few words on this letter, I called out Song Yuying's tablemate again, I asked her if she was playing a prank with me, but she said with a blank face No, this letter was given to her by Song Yuying a few days ago. After saying this, Song Yuying's tablemate also asked me to return the letter to her, otherwise she would not be able to deal with Song Yuying.

I kept staring into her eyes while talking to her, and even used my momentum to subtly hypnotize her, but the result was the same. If this letter was really given to her by Song Yuying a few days ago, then this matter is really evil, and this Song Yuying is likely to be the prophet that she said at the age of nine.

On the way home to send Song Yuying, she stared at me again and said, "Sister, you are a dead man." My heart was very blocked, and Lin Zetian, who was sitting next to me at this time, couldn't help but ask, "Yuying, why do you keep saying that my sister is a dead person?" ”

Song Yuying didn't speak again, but she raised her eyes to look at me from time to time, but she didn't want to say anything when she asked her, my heart was really depressed and about to burst.

Back at Boss Song's house, the three of us began to discuss Song Yuying's matter, and the two of them agreed that this Song Yuying was a heavy spiritual fantasist, after all, we didn't find anything wrong with her, as for the eyeballs that were made from the ceiling of her house before, it was probably someone who really wanted to intimidate Boss Song.

"Alas, let's take a look at it again, if we don't find anything in this Song Yuying tonight, we will leave, after all, this commercial revenge is not our responsibility." I said.

"No, sister, you should leave now, you won't be able to leave after tonight." Song Yuying inexplicably came out from behind the sofa and startled us.

"What do you mean? Am I going to be in any danger tonight? "My heart tightened, to be honest, after experiencing the incident at school, I really saw Song Yuying as a prophet.

"Anyway, let's go, don't stay here." Song Yuying said.

We looked at each other, and it wasn't like we were just leaving. And we still have Wei Buzheng as a backing behind us, so we didn't take Song Yuying's words to heart.

In the evening, we sat down to eat together, but Song Yuying began to cry and refused to let us eat. I thought it was strange and asked her why, only to have her look at me with your straight eyes and say, "Sister, you're a dead man." ”

I really couldn't hold it, but this time I didn't bother to ask, rolled my eyes and started eating, but this time, a nine-year-old voice suddenly sounded behind me, "This can't be eaten!" ”

This meal can't be eaten, and it is completely different from Song Yuying's mouth to say that there is no little weight, but it can be said from the mouth of a nine-year-old. Nine-year-old suddenly came out of the tail ring despite the danger of being discovered, and I looked back at him, only to see that he directly put his hand in the rice and stirred it, and the white rice suddenly turned into a wriggling white worm.