It was late at night, and the neighbors were gradually turning off the lights. Zhou Wenli's house was still on, and under the light of the fluorescent lamp, there were two electronic candles emitting a barely visible light. Cigarette smoke was curling in the house, and the incense burner was already full of incense ashes. The copper basin in front of the offering table was piled with ashes of paper money, mixed with the light of the sparkling fire.

The house, which was very "lively" not long ago, is now only Shakai alone. The neighbors cried, talked, and scattered. Uncle Zhou Wenjun was also persuaded by him to go back. After all, there are still old and young in Zhou Wenjun's family, even if the old can take care of the young, they can't be left alone. What's more, there are many follow-ups to Zhou Wenli's funeral, and he is always busy.

Funeral, first seven, seventy-seven, burial...... Cancellation of household registration, declaration of funeral expenses, settlement of insurance...... Pile by pile, piece by piece. The deceased have their eyes closed and their legs kicked, while the survivors are busy with their aftermath and have forgotten their pain for a while.

Shakai lit an ingots made of tin foil and threw them into the copper basin.

Zhou Wenjun asked him to rest early before leaving. Even the person who buried the dragon was very "enlightened", so that Shakai did not have to keep the spirit, and the words were also good, "The mother definitely does not want her son to suffer, this is also to make the mother feel at ease", and said that he would invite the monk to come and recite the scriptures tomorrow, "It is a serious monk, all of them are certified, and they recite the scriptures well, professionally, and send off the mother well."

Shakai couldn't sleep.

Especially after everyone left, staying alone in Zhou Wenli's house, he couldn't help but wonder, will Zhou Wenli come back?

If he had this idea before, it was a kind of self-amusing imagination. So now, he is really looking forward to it, thinking that Zhou Wenli will come back.

It may not be today, it may be the first seven or seventy-seven......

Will be back.

Shakai's gaze turned from the copper basin to the doorway.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that if a person with a personality like Zhou Wenli really wants to come back, he will go to find that little ghost first, right? Maybe go to that Mr. Lin again. Teacher Lin was attacked with her, she should feel guilty. Just like she served Xiao Fang before, she will take good care of Teacher Lin to make up for the guilt in her heart, right?

This son of his has always been secondary.

Oh, Zhou Wenli may also go to see Zhou Wenjun first. Her younger brother is the most important.

Shakai turned his gaze to the copper basin again, and while the fire was still not extinguished, he grabbed a handful of paper money and threw it in.

The fire suddenly grew larger, and when it was blown by the wind, it burned and drifted out of the balcony window with smoke.

Shakai stared at the flames for a moment and comforted himself: Everyone is dead, so be it...... Whatever she does......

Whew-whew-

The flames shook and suddenly dimmed. Paper money burns out.

Shakai threw another handful, but he didn't see the flames burning.

He didn't care, he took a coin casually, didn't look at the exaggerated numbers on it, and lit it directly with a lighter.

Whew-

The flame of the lighter goes out.

Click!

Whew-

Shakai turned his back, blocking the wind from the balcony and pressed the lighter again.

Click!

The tongue of fire licked the coin, but it didn't burn for a long time.

How? Is this coin not workable?

Shakai was puzzled and shook the dark coin in his hand.

Whew-whew-

His hair was blown by the wind, and the coins in his hands were blown to the sound of hunting.

Syllable.

The cardboard box containing the ingots was dumped, and the tin foil flew around the room, and several bags of blown away coins were wrapped in the next few bags and smashed on Shakai's body.

Shakai glanced back at the balcony and raised his hand to wave away the paper money.

Is it going to rain? Such a strong wind......

He got up, hurried to the balcony, and closed the window.

It was pitch black outside the window. The surrounding residential buildings seem to have their lights out, the street lights downstairs are also obscured by something, and there is no moonlight in the dark and gloomy sky.

Everything looks like a rainstorm is coming.

The wind hit the windowpane, and it shook the glass softly.

Shakai's heart beat faster. He took a step back and stepped on the paper money scattered all over the ground.

For a moment, he thought it was Zhou Wenli who was back.

It's like a common scene in ghost movies: the wind dances, paper money flies, and then, the evil ghost appears.

No, how could Zhou Wenli be a ghost? Even if she becomes a ghost, she will only be bullied and pay back the number of people, right?

Shakai pressed his chest.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of slamming the door startled Shakai. He almost jumped up and screamed, but his body turned with agility, his eyes wide and he looked at the door.

Bang bang! Bang bang bang! Click...... Click-boom!

"Ahh

The other party cried indistinctly, banging on the door panel, scratching the door panel as if it were ......

Shakai had goosebumps all over his body. He shook his hands, threw away the lighter and paper money, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, contacted the "strange news", and only had the word "help" in his head, and sent out the message in this way.

Crunch crunch...... Crunch crunch......

Boom...... Boom......

As soon as the message was sent, the movement outside the door changed.

The child screamed for only a few seconds before the sound disappeared. No one banged or scratched the door anymore, but there was still something outside the door, pushing the door as if it was trying to get in.

Shakai held his phone tightly.

The child's voice just now......

Is that the imp?

So now......

A thought crossed his mind, swallowed, and stepped forward.

Is it Zhou Wenli? She became a ghost, because her brain suddenly cleared up, and she knew that the little ghost was not a good thing? Or is this revenge some kind of ghost instinct?

Is it her?

Shakai reached the door and pressed his eye to the cat's eye.

Boom......

I was squeezed again.

Shakai leaned back in fright, and after a while, he stuck it again.

There was such a loud sound just now, but the voice-activated lights outside didn't turn on.

Through the cat's eye, Shakai saw nothing but darkness.

There were windows in the walkway, and there should be a bleak view, but now, it was only pure black.

It's like ......

It's like there's something black blocking the cat's eye.

Frightened by his thoughts, Shakai leaned back again, taking a few steps backwards.

The sound of squeezing the door panel died down at some point.

The frenzied wind was gone.

Shakai only heard the sound of his own heartbeat.

Knock knock.

Shakai looked at the door panel that made another noise in horror.

"It's me, Shakai."

Some strange and some familiar voices sounded outside the door, it should be someone I know.

Shakai pinched his phone and pasted it to the door panel for the third time.

This time, it was no longer pure darkness outside the door, but there was a faint light.

Shakai saw Li Yun.

The light seemed to pass through Li Yun's body, dyeing him with layers of radiance, revealing a translucent texture.

Shakai sighed, and then he felt that his back was covered with cold, sticky sweat.

Li Yun stood a step away from the door, hanging his head, staring at something.

Shakai couldn't wait to open the door, "You're here!" It's coming so fast! Just now, what a big move! All I could see was pitch black outside......"

Shakai hurriedly poured out what he had just encountered, and there was still fear in his eager tone.

Halfway through his speech, he noticed Li Yun's expression and bowed his head along his line of sight.

There was nothing on the ground that Li Yun was staring at.

Sha Kai raised his eyes again, and saw Li Yun staring at the door panel. He shuddered as he remembered the tremendous commotion just now, and cautiously glanced at the door panel beside him.

There was no sign on the door.

Shakai rolled his eyes blankly and looked at Li Yun again.

Li Yun had also withdrawn his gaze at this time.

"What just happened?" He asked.

Sha Kai came back to his senses, still a little afraid, gave up his position, and invited Li Yun into the house.

"There was a sudden wind just now, and it was a big evil wind. I closed the window, and I heard—" Shakai recounted, with a palpitation.

Li Yun stepped over the large pool of blood at the door, wiped his body over the nail marks on the door panel, and followed Shakai into the house.

There was also faint blood oozing from his back.

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Meng Sinan threw the paper money into the white coil. Flames flickered, curling smoke floated up, blowing up ashes with sparks, and disappeared into the night sky.

The whimpering sound came from the other side.

The hand belonging to the woman reached out, threw in a handful of ingots, and raised it again, wiping away the tears from her pale cheeks.

Yu Xiaoqin whimpered, lowered her head, and murmured: "Ah Yun, star, you will burn it for you in me." ”

She muttered to herself, her voice was very soft, but her tone was serious, every word was spoken very hard, and with a trembling tail, as if there were more unfinished words, difficult to tell, I didn't know where to start, or, I didn't want to say it, breaking the faint expectations in my heart.

"Remember to tell me......" Yu Xiaoqin finally only repeated this sentence a few times.

Meng Sinan did not pray to the void like Yu Xiaoqin.

He knew that if Peng Yun and Yu Xingxing came back, he would see them. If they really have a need, he will hear it.

As long as they become ghosts, they can communicate with each other.

That's what he's capable of.

The abilities that he had been accustomed to, and which he had a little bit of dislike, had become extremely useful at this moment.

"Auntie, go back." Meng Sinan watched the last piece of paper turn into ashes, and reached out to support Yu Xiaoqin.

Yu Xiaoqin's body was soft, and she was supported by Meng Sinan, and walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, involuntarily pressing most of the weight of her body on Meng Sinan.

She was still whimpering, unable to stop crying, and muttered Peng Yun and Yu Xingxing, the nephews who died on the same day.

She was even sadder than the days when she set up the mourning hall, as if after being soaked in grief for a long time, that emotion had soaked into the bone marrow and soul, exuding a more lonely and painful atmosphere.

On the way, they met the neighbors of the community, the old couple Meng Sinan had met in the small supermarket on the street when he first came back. The other party showed sympathy when he saw Yu Xiaoqin, and the old lady just wanted to open her mouth to say something, but the old man's eyes swept to Meng Sinan and pulled the old lady suddenly.

"Ouch! What are you pulling me for? I just want to comfort Xiaoqin, the neighbor's ......" The old lady glared at her old man angrily, and closed her mouth under the other party's eyebrows.

The old lady squinted her eyes and cautiously glanced at Meng Sinan, and closed her shriveled lips as if frightened, as if she wanted to swallow all the dentures in her mouth.

The attitude of the two old men towards Meng Sinan has changed dramatically. They dragged me and I pulled you, and they hurried to the other side of the road, their heads hanging and not squinting, staring at their toes, for fear of seeing something they shouldn't see. They walked in a panic and almost fell, but they didn't care about this, they avoided Meng Sinan like the plague, and ran away without a trace as soon as they slipped through the smoke.

Meng Sinan seemed to be accustomed to this, and supported Yu Xiaoqin expressionlessly and sent her to the house.

Yu Xiaoqin was in a daze, he placed him on the bed, leaning on the pillow, closing his eyes slightly, like a very tired person, his head would fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. But she didn't fall asleep. Her brows were tightly locked, the sadness on her face had not diminished by half, and her lips would squirm a few times, as if she was calling Peng Yun's name again.

Meng Sinan looked at her for a while, then went to the living room and sat down.

He leaned back on the sofa, his body relaxed, but his spirit was still tense.

The head suddenly swelled and ached.

There was too much mess of information for him to work on.

But actually, it's not that complicated, it's just ......

It's just waking up from a dream.

The dream that Peng Yun had woven for him ended with Peng Yun's death.

He woke up from his dream.

For others, it could be a repeat of the nightmare.

Meng Sinan thought of the old couple he had just met, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

He turned his head to look at the bedroom door.

I don't know when Yu Xiaoqin will realize the truth. At that time, it would be impossible for her to welcome him so innocently, and let him worship Peng Yun together.

Meng Sinan's gaze moved slightly, looking at the last photo in the house.

Peng Yun's body has been cremated and his ashes have been buried, but his last photo has been placed on a cabinet.

Yu Xiaoqin wipes the photo every day.

Meng Sinan and Peng Yun in the posthumous photo looked at each other.

He silently asked in his heart, "Will you come back to see your mother today?" Where the hell have you been? Did you go to Xudu? ”

He didn't find anyone to help, whether it was a cultivator like Kong Dongmei who knew the roots and trusted him very much, or an enthusiastic intermediary like Wu Dao, or a slippery intermediary like Niu Haixi, he didn't look for it. He didn't find someone to calculate the whereabouts of Peng Yun's soul, and he didn't explore the truth about the cause of his death.

He already had the answer in his mind.

The moment you wake up from a dream, the answer is coming out.

Meng Sinan closed his eyes and recalled his encounter with Peng Yun.

It was Peng Yungang's first day in the community.

I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate, the first neighbor Peng Yun's family met was him.

Children of the same age are always attracted to each other. He and Peng Yun got better in an instant and introduced themselves.

He lied.

He was ashamed of his family and himself, so he lied to Peng Yun.

Unexpectedly, Peng Yun has an unparalleled ability.

It was probably when Peng Yun went home and told Yu Xiaoqin about him that Peng Yun's ability came into play.

His life was rewritten.

Not only him, but also the cognition and consciousness of the people around him have also been tampered with.

He became "Meng Sinan", a poor child whose parents didn't care about him;

Then, he became "Meng Sinan", a poor child who had no one to take care of because his father was a villain and his mother was sick;

Then, he became "Meng Sinan", a poor child who originally had a happy family, but because his father went astray and became a villain, and caused his mother to be stimulated and crazy, no one cared about him.

He had experiences that he didn't have.

His lie, with the help of Peng Yun's retelling, became true.

Everything is like a dream.

Although it is a little regrettable, it is still a sweet dream compared to the truth.