He was frightened by his own imagination that had not yet begun.

What was not thought to be serious suddenly became a big problem.

He rolled his eyes, but did not look at the imaginary frightened Zhou Ping.

He washed up before bed and removed his contact lenses. He could see Zhou Ping's face at the moment, but the expression on that face was not clear.

He couldn't tell if Zhou Ping was really afraid.

But he can be sure that there is something in the back of his head......

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw hair.

Soon, it wasn't the afterglow that saw the hair.

The long head rises up like a living creature, or more precisely, a beast of prey, and pounces on its prey.

His head was the poor prey.

His vision was obscured by his black hair, his mouth and nose were covered, and he couldn't breathe. All he heard was the rustle of his hair.

He deserves to struggle.

But he didn't know if he was scared stupid or died too quickly, he didn't struggle at all.

When he regained his normal senses of sight, hearing, smell, and so on, he found himself standing on the edge of the bed, and when he looked down, he could still see his own body.

Of course, it is a blurred corpse.

He knew that he was "dead and blind", and he could imagine what his corpse looked like, but he couldn't see it clearly.

He deliberately glanced at the watch on the bedside table, trying to estimate the time of his death, but only saw a blurry dial. He tried to get closer, but he heard a bang.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Zhou Ping fainting on the ground.

He subconsciously ran over, wanting to help Zhou Ping up, but the outstretched hand passed through Zhou Ping's body.

Oh. He's dead.

It's probably a ghost now......

He thought about the ghost movies he had watched, and tried a few more times.

He also tried to put his contact lenses on, but he couldn't even open the bathroom door, and he couldn't even get through them.

He's not one of those ghosts who can do all sorts of things in movies.

He looked at the fainting Zhou Ping with some sympathy and said sorry.

Although he couldn't help Zhou Ping and couldn't put on contact lenses, he was able to check the time.

The time on his watch had passed a while since he had washed up.

Considering the things he had tossed after becoming a ghost, he calmly analyzed it and judged that he was either scared stupid at that time, or he died quickly, and there was no time to struggle.

He took a closer look at the back of his head and the pillow under his head, but saw nothing out of the ordinary.

The thing appeared so abruptly and then disappeared abruptly, leaving no trace.

Once that's all that, he really has nothing to do.

If you want to avenge yourself, you don't know where to start.

He tried to lie down on his body.

He lay back.

He sat up again.

Only the soul sits up.

He felt that the position was awkward. Although he has no sense of touch now, and this awkwardness is just a psychological reaction, he still changed positions.

He sat on the edge of the bed, right next to his own corpse, with his back to his corpse.

The brain is still active, but the body can't do anything – to be precise, the body can only lie in bed and gradually harden. His soul can't do anything now.

However, after a person dies, does he not need to be reincarnated?

Could it be that all the legends are actually lies?

Li Yun thought boredly, and kept thinking about the dawn.

The hotel customer service came in to clean and didn't see him. The other party quickly rushed out and quickly returned with the police.

Zhou Ping was taken to the hospital.

Li Yun remained in the guest room, watching how the police investigated the scene of his death.

Sometimes he can't dodge, and there will be police officers passing through his soul.

He still had no sense of touch, and the police didn't look out of the ordinary, but he felt uncomfortable, so he had to retreat outside the guest room and stand guard at the door of the room.

He really had nothing to do, and seeing that his body was about to be carried away, he thought about it and got into the police car with him. In order not to be blocked by the car door, he endured the discomfort, passed through the forensic doctor who carried the body, and jumped into the car.

For the first time in his life, he sat in a police car, but he didn't expect to sit next to his body.

It was truly a magical experience.

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Zhou Ping woke up in the hospital, and after a brief examination, he was taken to the police station by two policemen who had been guarding the ward.

He was questioned several times.

At first, he described what he actually saw.

He saw the hair. He saw a lot of hair coming out of the back of Li Yun's head and covered Li Yun to death.

That's what he saw.

But after saying this twice, he met the strange eyes of the policeman opposite and slowly stopped answering.

"I don't know ......"

"I was busy all day and night...... I'm so tired. I may have read the wrong ......"

"I don't know ...... either"

"I really don't know ......"

He repeated.

In a trance, Zhou Ping remembered Zhang Shu.

Zhang Shu also kept muttering the same thing.

When I think of Zhang Shu, I think of Li Haiming, and I think of ...... Hair......

Zhou Ping couldn't help but tremble.

He let out a broken moan, and fear, pain, and confusion filled his heart.

He began to wonder if he was crazy too.

He probably went crazy before he even stepped foot in the hotel. He was influenced by Zhang Shu and Li Haiming. He hadn't slept for a long time and wasn't in good spirits. He was under pressure all day.

These are all justifications.

These are all reasonable explanations.

At the very least, it makes more sense than Li Yun being killed by the hair that suddenly appeared.

He deliberately ignored Li Yun's death. No matter how he died, the fact that "Li Yun is dead" will not change.

"Zhou Ping." The policeman outside shouted.

Zhou Ping raised his head and looked at the other party blankly.

"You can go."

"I ...... Can you go? Zhou Ping asked in a daze.

"We may contact you at any time, and we ask you to cooperate with the investigation at that time." The policeman said as he opened the door for him.

Zhou Ping stood up abruptly and walked out of the open door.

He followed the policeman, retrieved his belongings and suitcase, and dragged it all the way to the door of the police station.

The sunlight outside the door was not dazzling, and the police station was not dark, but Zhou Ping still subconsciously squinted his eyes.

He didn't know what he was going to do next.

He was stunned at the door of the police station for a while, until he was awakened by the sight of passers-by, and he crossed the line of the gate of the police station with some weak legs.

Someone came out of the police station like him, and someone went in the opposite direction, ready to go in. There are vehicles parked in front of the police station, and there are vehicles that are just passing by.

It all looks normal.

This world is still the world as he knows it.

"Hello, are you Mr. Zhou? Mr. Zhou in this report...... Sorry for the interruption. ”

Zhou Ping didn't know what he was supposed to do in this strange city. He chose a random direction and took a step.

"Hello, are you Mr. Zhou? Is it Mr. Zhou in this report? …… Sorry, sorry to bother you. ”

Zhou Ping's footsteps gradually became slow.

"Hello, may I ask if you are this Mr. Zhou......"

"It's not."

"I'm sorry."

Zhou Ping stopped and looked behind him.

There was a woman holding a folded piece of paper and pulling passers-by around to ask questions.

"Hello, may I ask if you are this Mr. Zhou?" She held the piece of paper and motioned for the words to be read.

Zhou Ping looked at her and had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Again, the woman received a negative answer. She politely apologized, and instead of being discouraged, she looked away and searched for the others at the door of the police station.

The eyes of the two collided.