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Mr. Zhang in the square: [This situation mentioned by the PO owner is relatively rare. Generally speaking, this kind of soul that is dead but does not know that it is dead will appear around strangers, and familiar people will definitely find out that they are dead, and there will be no misunderstanding. Like what the PO owner said, no one around him found out after he died, and he kept making trouble, which is very serious. It's the right thing to do. It's best to do things as soon as possible and send her away. 】

Mei MX: [Scary]

Potassium Calcium Sodium Magnesium Aluminum: [I saw something similar once when I was a child. is also a neighbor in the community, an old woman, just when she was the first seven or seventy-seven, I saw her enjoying the shade in the community as before she was alive. I didn't react at the time, and I didn't sleep well for several days. 】

Knock knock knock: [The editor's style has changed again. Give someone a pat on the back. 】

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You Xiajie saw the reply to the new private message from the strange talk and strange news, and also saw the new Weibo of the strange talk and strange news, and only felt complacent.

It's a small thing, but being able to share it and have someone respond gives him a sense of satisfaction. Especially a comment under that Weibo, someone said that he had encountered something similar, which made You Xiajie feel a kind of resonance.

He was also suffocated.

The family is talking about murders, and they despise those superstitious old men and grandmothers; He gossiped with his friends, but he was ridiculed for making up stories, no one believed them, and when he took pictures to show them, they felt that it was a mentally ill murder just like his family, and they didn't pay attention to the evidence he said.

That's not really much evidence.

Neither You Xiajie nor his family had ever seen the woman. He didn't even know the woman's name. Neither their house nor their neighbors on the same floor were knocked on the door by the woman. It's just that the grandfather at home heard a few words from the old men in the community, and went home to complain that there was a mental illness in the community, which made them unable to play chess and chatter every day. The "evidence" that You Xiajie heard about was also second-hand and third-hand information obtained from his grandfather. It's just that the grandparents and grandchildren have completely different attitudes towards these news: when the grandfather doesn't believe in ghosts at all, when he says this at home, he is criticizing those old men and grandmothers for engaging in superstitious activities and criticizing the woman for being careful; When the grandson is suspicious, he hopes that those ghostly things are true.

You Xiajie had an adrenaline rush of excitement.

The phrase he wrote "the first encounter with a paranormal event" at the time of submission is not nonsense. It was indeed the first time he had encountered something like this. Before that, the sound of footsteps coming from the rooftop, the creaking of cabinets and floors in the house, the dripping of water from the faucet in the middle of the night, the sudden turn on of the voice-activated lights, the ghost hitting the wall while walking at night, and the strange figure in the hospital...... He has never encountered all kinds of "supernatural" phenomena that are common in life.

For the first time in his life, he was a little excited.

The excitement will continue for some time. Because the police are still investigating the case, those old men and women are still preparing to burn paper and do things. Anyway, it's not over here in their community.

After dinner, You Xiajie slipped out of the house under the pretext of going out for a walk to eat.

His grandfather was still shouting in the back, telling him not to run to those old men and women to join in the fun. He had already run downstairs, and he could only turn around and roar, which was considered a promise.

Verbally agreed, You Xiajie still slipped to Building 30.

There is also a police car parked downstairs on the 30th. Today, many police officers went in and out of their neighborhoods, going door to door to inquire about the situation.

You Xiajie's family was also questioned by the police. But Building 30 was so far away from their home, and they had no contact with the woman at all. His grandfather didn't tell the police about what he heard. The police quickly left their home.

You Xiajie looked at the police car curiously, and then looked up at Building 30.

He stood for a while before he heard the voices of a group of old men and women.

The director of the neighborhood committee you Xiajie knew also followed the old man and the old lady, looking helpless and tired.

You Xiajie stepped aside, but he still poked his head out and looked at the situation downstairs on the 30th.

Those old men and women were carrying plastic bags, and the plastic bags contained paper money and ingots. They gathered together in a somewhat chaotic manner, drew a circle for burning paper outside the green belt of Building 30, squatted down one by one, and began to throw paper money into the circle.

These people had serious expressions, muttering while throwing paper money.

You Xiajie heard them say a name.

"Chen Xi." You Xiajie also read along, and continued to listen, but did not hear more information.

The old men and women probably didn't know the woman either, only that her name was her. They shouted her name and earnestly persuaded her to reincarnate as soon as possible, so that she could have a healthy body and a happy family in the next life.

You Xiajie originally came to see the excitement, and he was faintly looking forward to seeing something unusual, but after witnessing the expressions of those old men and old women, he felt a sense of sadness for some reason.

Originally, it was just that someone I didn't know died, and maybe it became a ghost, and it was a long time coming. Now, he suddenly felt the heaviness and sorrow of "death".

Even a stranger he had never met, who didn't even know her name a few minutes ago, gossiped about her story with relish, and treated the whole thing as an amusing episode in life, but when he realized "death", the fun vanished. His previous actions made him a little restless now.

He took out his mobile phone nervously, and when he clicked on Weibo, he could see the homepage of strange stories.

You Xiajie was a little uncomfortable and sent a private message to the strange story, hoping that the other party would delete his post.

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[I'm sorry. I think this submission was a bit rash. Whether or not there was a real supernatural event, or an ordinary murder case, someone did die. It's not appropriate for me to submit it like this. I hope you will delete my post. I'm sorry for your trouble. 】

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After editing such a message, You Xiajie clicked send.

He read the information he had edited again, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

He looked up at the old men and women who burned paper.

They don't have bad intentions.

But if the deceased is not Chen Xi, and there is no supernatural incident at all, as his grandfather said, it is just a case of mental illness and homicide, what is the paper money burned by these old men and old ladies?

There is no one to pay tribute to the real dead, but the murderer received the paper money in advance?

You Xiajie's mood became extremely complicated.

He looked at the burning flames and the ashes blown by the wind, and his previous sadness turned into a heavier emotion.

Anyway...... There are no ghosts in this world, right?

You Xiajie thought.

Whether you burn paper money or not has no effect on the living and the dead. It's just a self-soothing ritual.

Thinking of this, he decided to go home.

The phone was stuffed back into his pocket. As soon as he turned on his heels, he was ready to leave.

There was no wind, but You Xiajie felt a cool breeze blowing directly into his body, making his internal organs feel cold.

The coolness isn't terrible, it's just a little weird.

You Xiajie subconsciously turned his head and looked upstairs in Building 30.

At a glance, he found a closed window.

The window was closed, but two bodies peeked out of it. The girl and the old lady beside her both lowered their heads curiously, looking down at the old man and lady who burned paper below.

As if sensing You Xiajie's gaze, they looked up, but their eyes swept over You Xiajie.

You Xiajie didn't have time to be shocked, so he saw the old man and the young man shrink back in panic and disappear completely.

Stunned, he looked at the window that had never been opened, and then turned back to look back at himself.

There was nothing in front of him, but his hairs stood on end.

That chill turned into a chill that made my heart shiver.

He didn't care to think about what was going on with the girl and the old lady, You Xiajie only remembered the look in their eyes. They didn't look at themselves, they saw something in front of them, and they ran away in fear.

He shuddered, turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and wanted to take a detour home.

Those old men and women are still burning paper. The sound of their muttering and the smell of burning paper money were like monsters chasing after You Xiajie, and he couldn't calm down.