Wang Yiqiu befriended a ghost friend.

It's not appropriate to say "friend". The "friend" was a bit older, he was over eighty years old when he died, and he had been dead for three years.

The old man's name is Ma Zheng, and he originally lived in the community where Wang Yiqiu's family was located, but he had never met Wang Yiqiu's family. Wang Yiqiu didn't know about those things before and after his death. However, the old man and the old couple upstairs in Wang Yiqiu's house have some friendship, the old man and the old lady often meet in the community activity center, and the two old men are tea friends, chess friends, and card friends. Wang Yiqiu also bumped into him when he was walking over and visiting old friends.

The two originally thought that the other party had bad intentions, but after they met, they dispelled the misunderstanding. Ma Zheng also gave Wang Yiqiu a ghost story. The ghost that Wang Yiqiu had encountered before, he had seen it several times in his old man's house.

“…… It's a lonely ghost from other places, and he doesn't have any skills, just to scare and scare people. If you are timid, you may be scared out of the disease. He also wanted to scare people and make people burn paper...... It used to be like this. When you encounter a ghost, burn some paper and beg the ghost to let go. Probably no one is doing that now. He wants to scare people, and he is all about scaring old men and old women. Ma Zheng said to Wang Yiqiu with emotion, "If this is not good, it will scare people into the hospital." I heard that the neighborhood next door, the neighborhood to the east, was frightened by an old lady. ”

Wang Yiqiu listened to Ma Zheng and nodded from time to time.

She had already asked Ma Zheng how to trust her dreams. There's really no way to do it. Just like Jiang Longchang said, it all depends on a heart and will.

She also asked Ma Zheng how to use items such as mobile phones, but Ma Zheng didn't have any tricks, and it was all up to her will.

"Don't worry, it'll be slowly." Ma Zheng gently persuaded.

Wang Yiqiu smiled far-fetchedly, and the worry in her eyes couldn't be hidden at all.

Ma Zheng didn't have much to do. He doesn't know how to use a mobile phone at all, Wang Yiqiu teaches him hand-in-hand, and he can't learn well. Wang Yiqiu was embarrassed to toss this old man.

As for methods such as handwritten letters, they are not very applicable to Ma Zheng. This is embarrassing, Ma Zheng never went to school at all, and he was illiterate. He had attended literacy classes for several years as an adult, and for such a long time, he had no problem recognizing common words, but if he wanted to write it himself, he would stumble, and he could not even write in a car or horse.

Ma Zheng is enthusiastic, chatting with Wang Yiqiu every day, and wants to introduce her to some ghost friends.

Wang Yiqiu only knew at this time that there were really a lot of ghosts in the community.

"Most of them don't stay long before they go to reincarnation. I'm almost there, too. My great-grandson is about to be born. Ma Zheng smiled happily.

He waited three years, just for his great-grandson to be born. Originally, I was waiting for my grandson to marry a wife, but after seeing my grandson marry a wife, I thought about seeing my great-grandson born, and the days left in the yang world dragged on day by day.

They didn't have the idea of going to the capital.

If you are not familiar with the place, it is better to stay in the yang world if you go there, so that some old neighbors can chat, see family and friends, and it is not lonely. If you want to be reincarnated, you can also choose a good family early.

"It's better for you to prepare early." Ma Zheng also persuaded Wang Yiqiu, "I was optimistic about a young couple before, but unfortunately my granddaughter-in-law's stomach is not angry, otherwise I would have seen my great-grandson and went to reincarnation." The belly of the young couple was occupied by Lao Zhou. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Wang Yiqiu regretfully, "If you are a male baby, I will let you enter the belly of my granddaughter-in-law." ”

Wang Yiqiu was not very accustomed to Ma Zheng's speech, so she could only smile awkwardly and continue to fiddle with the mobile phone on the table.

"Hey, don't say it, don't say it. I know you young people don't like to talk about this. The girl is also very good. Ma Zheng took two steps with his hands behind his back, "I'll go home first." I'll see you again tomorrow. ”

Wang Yiqiu paused his attempt and sent Ma Zheng downstairs.

In a blink of an eye, she saw a figure standing by the window of the opposite building.

The man shouted at the top of his voice, and Ma Zheng raised his head as well.

The two old men greeted each other and shouted a few words.

Wang Yiqiu stood aside and did not join the conversation between the two ghosts. She couldn't understand what the two ghosts were saying. They speak a foreign dialect, which is no different from a foreign language to Wang Yiqiu.

The ghosts that Ma Zheng knows are naturally similar to him. Illiterate, dialect, accent, behind-the-ear, sluggish, unable to understand mobile phones...... All of these have become obstacles for Wang Yiqiu to ask for help. Even though some old people who can write exist, Ma Zheng is not familiar with them. He didn't dare to rashly introduce those ghosts to Wang Yiqiu, and Wang Yiqiu didn't dare to lead those ghosts to his home casually.

This point is also one of the contents of Ma Zheng's science popularization to Wang Yiqiu. When she had dragged Ma Zheng into the house and wanted him to help deliver the message, she hadn't considered this risk at all.

“…… You can't just let a ghost into your home. Ma Zheng solemnly warned Wang Yiqiu.

Wang Yiqiu wrote it down, but he was not particularly vigilant. The ghost in her concept is not the same thing as the ghost in the concept of an old man like Ma Zheng. She believes that even if there is no one to guide her, some ghosts can still enter other people's homes and then harm people's lives.

Wang Yiqiu was distracted for a while, thinking of the female ghost who killed him.

"Then I'll go." Ma Zheng turned his head and greeted Wang Yiqiu.

Wang Yiqiu nodded, watched Ma Zheng go away, and after the figure disappeared on the road in the community, he looked up at the window before. The old man she didn't know was gone. It seems that the other party has no intention of knowing her.

Wang Yiqiu turned around and went home.

She skillfully walked through the large iron gate, walked upstairs, and passed through the security door of her own house.

The lights in the house are turned off. Li Jingjing and Wang Sheng were already asleep. There were also cigarettes curling in the living room. There are no sparks in the censer. The incense offered by Li Jingjing and Wang Sheng in the evening has been burned.

Wang Yiqiu's footsteps paused slightly.

She's not completely insensitive. Ma Zheng's kindness to her is true, but Ma Zheng is willing to come to talk to her every day and talk about ghosts, not all because of his enthusiasm and kindness. Ma Zheng coveted the incense that Li Jingjing and Wang Sheng provided to Wang Yiqiu, and every time he came, he always had to take a deep breath and feel the smell of incense.

Wang Yiqiu didn't know what these incense were for. She herself didn't feel any benefit from it.

Wang Yiqiu looked at the location of his small mourning hall for a while, and then entered the bedroom.

She competed with her phone again.

After trying it three or four times, she smelled incense. In addition to incense, there is also the smell of paper money when it is burned.

Wang Yiqiu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously ran out of the bedroom.

There was a little more scarlet fire in the incense burner. Mars was reflected in her posthumous photo, as if a red mole had been dotted on her eyebrows.

The smell of burning paper money wafted in from outside.

Wang Yiqiu's heart jumped, and she hurriedly ran to the balcony and looked out.

Just downstairs, in the middle of the large green belt, there is a fire blazing.

Different from the usual burning paper money, the circle outlined on the lawn outside the flame was not white, but a blood-like bright red color. There are a lot of people outside the circle, and they all look like young people.

Wang Yiqiu saw at a glance that among the people in this circle, there were only two living people, and the others were ghosts.

Those two living people behaved strangely, like people dancing gods in ghost movies. They suddenly raised their faces, revealing a little red in the center of their eyebrows.

Wang Yiqiu was stunned.

At this moment, the sluggish ghosts looked at the flames, raised their feet one after another, and walked into the flames.

The illusory image was engulfed in the firelight, along with the two living people and the burning flames.

There is nothing left on the lawn in the green belt.

Wang Yiqiu was stunned for a while, and only then did she shiver when she felt the cold air at night.

She retreated into the house and found that the spark in the censer was gone.

But if you look closely at her posthumous photo, you can see that there is still a little red mole.

Wang Yiqiu "touched" his eyebrows and shivered.

She felt something, the figure disappeared from the house, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of the bed of her little nephew Li Yun.

The moonlight shone on the boy's face.

Wang Yiqiu saw a little red in his eyebrows.

She couldn't help but be terrified, remembering the Weibo account.

It must be something that account did again!

Wang Yiqiu gritted his teeth and didn't spend a little effort, so he returned to his bedroom and reached out to grab his phone.