Li Yun sat at the desk in the hotel room, holding a pen and writing and drawing on sticky notes.

He looked at the numbers he had recorded, counted them for a long time, and finally scratched his head, threw the pen on the table, let out a long sigh of pain, leaned back, and leaned back in his chair.

The ceiling was snow-white, which was his envy.

If only his brain could go blank like this.

Li Yun scratched his head again, picked up his phone again, and read several messages over and over again.

He and Uncle Li, Jiang Longchang, and Aunt Li did several paper-burning experiments, controlling variables—time, place, person or ghost, quantity, and even the difference between matches and lighters...... I want to figure out what the "currency" that suddenly appeared in the capital city is all about. As a result, the result of each calculation is different.

It's not surprising that exchange rates are subject to change. However, the exchange rate in the world rarely changes up and down by 90 degrees. If that were to happen, a country would already be in chaos.

The exchange rate of Xudu is very "underworld". It seems to be beating straight up and down all the time, minute by minute.

The three of them and Aunt Li had already chosen the same Stygian Coin, and tried their best to pinch the time to "seconds", and the results they got were still different.

Aunt Li even knocked on the side, "harassing" Jiang Longchang and Sister Cui's relatives and friends, confirming that they had not burned paper money for Jiang Longchang and his wife recently. This means that no one else will "send money" to Jiang Longchang's account at the same time.

But the amount of money is still not right.

Li Yun glanced at the scratch paper on the table.

Is there some intricate mathematical model in this? Equations that control a single variable don't get the right result?

Li Yun scratched his head for the third time and sighed again.

He leaned on the table, his glasses against the bridge of his nose, skewing his vision slightly.

Actually, it doesn't matter if it's this one or not.

He's not going to the capital.

Although Uncle Li and Aunt Li were a little worried, the two old men were not the kind of old people who counted the days with their fingers and had to go to the bank to line up to see their retirement wages when the time came.

You don't have to eat or drink, and it doesn't seem to matter if you have money or not.

Jiang Longchang's expenses these days are also used for "phone bills". He "dreams" with Uncle Li almost every day, and from time to time he has to send two messages on WeChat, and the cost is relatively "large". But this "big" is very small compared to the balance on Jiang Longchang's account.

According to Jiang Longchang, the hearts of the people in the capital city have fluctuated recently.

He spends very little. But there are so many ghosts.

There were quite a few people who wanted to go to the fairy mountains and fairies in the center of the city to explore, and they gathered a bunch of them on the beach, making it look like a folk inventors' fair, and each took a boat there. There are those who look decent, at least build a boat, and there are also some wooden planks, bamboo strips, tied a raft, and some strange things, Jiang Longchang can't even say a name. Those people went into the water one after another, and they were beaten back by the waves one after another. The bad news is that no one has made it to shore so far, and the good news is that no one is missing or dead.

These people are engaged in shipbuilding, and materials are not always conjured out of thin air. Jiang Longchang listened to people's chatter and knew that some of them demolished their own houses, and some of them gave dreams to living relatives and friends, asking each other to burn some paper boats. I don't know how much "exchange rate" has been deducted from this, and the things that have been burned are scattered. Perhaps, before burning, those paper boats were the kind of stretching they were.

Li Yun and the others have been experimenting these days, and they only burned the dead coins, not the houses, cars and other sacrifices, but when they visited those funeral supply stores, they also saw a lot of new things: mobile phones and tablets, mahjong, chess and cards, jewelry and cosmetics, fried chicken packages, cars and airplanes...... I just haven't seen a paper boat. They can be custom-made or purchased from other sources – paper toys and handicrafts.

Li Yun and the others didn't even know the exchange rate of the Stygian currency, let alone what the result would be if they burned those things.

Anyway, things are going on in a row.

Those who engage in invention expeditions are relatively peaceful.

As a result of people's fluctuation, many people are ready to move.

There are no murderers in the city, but it would be a joke to say that everyone is kind and simple.

Originally, everyone was dead, and if there was any dispute, because "death is dead", most of the big things were turned into small and small things.

Now it's different.

Wealth is moving, even if it is just a string of illusory numbers. What's more, this figure is not entirely illusory.

Jiang Longchang and Sister Cui have not passed away for many years, and they have returned to the world not long ago. Jiang Longchang is still on the rise, patronizing and doing research with Uncle Li. His connection with the human world is also limited to Uncle Li and Aunt Li.

That's not the case with other ghosts.

The ghosts who were waiting in line at the gate of the city had nostalgia and expectation for their relatives in the world.

There are no ghosts waiting at the gates, and they are not completely forgotten about the things of the world.

Just being able to dream and connect with their loved ones is enough for many ghosts to have a thirst for that number.

The most important thing is that the residents of the city can transfer money to each other.

Black and white impermanence is also busy in the city, fighting crimes in the city, and is too busy to take care of patrolling the world for the time being.

This reminded Li Yun of the invasion of hunger that night.

Everything looks like it was planned. They knew that the city would be chaotic for a while, and they needed to be guarded by black and white impermanence, and they would not be able to take care of the world for a while, so they released those starving people and cleaned up the lonely souls and wild ghosts in the world......

Li Yun frowned.

The details of the exchange rate are not important. The important thing is what agreement the boss has reached with the black and white impermanence, and the old demons and ghosts in the center of the capital city.

They connect the human ......

Li Yun looked at his phone again.

"Strange Stories" has received sporadic submissions recently, some of which are made up at a glance, and some of which are plagiarized versions of familiar ghost stories such as Hanako in the toilet and the tunnel where no one is in the middle of the night. No one submitted that they were entrusted with a dream, and no one encountered anything terrible......

The world is very peaceful.

Supernatural events are inherently a matter of low probability.

But......

Li Yun was always suspicious.

Is this account too popular, or is the boss doing something wrong?

Li Yun casually refreshed Weibo.

A new message prompt pops up.

Li Yun raised his eyebrows, sat up straight, and clicked on the private message.

"Sunset and Remnant Snow" ...... Nightmare......

Li Yun glanced at the ten lines, and quickly felt a feeling of fear.

The little girl was scared and angry, and her emotions were intense, not fake.

Li Yun suddenly had the idea of contacting the other party, but as soon as his finger moved to the screen of his mobile phone, he stopped.

He remembered the boss.

Is this another arrangement from the boss?

Thinking so, Li Yun only hesitated for a moment, and then pressed his stopped fingers.

The little girl is obviously very immature, her self-introduction is full of false literary and artistic atmosphere, and the information is filled in with fake content at a glance, but her Weibo and circle of friends have undisguised life records.

The real looks of her and her friends can still be seen in the selfies P......

Half of the school's name is revealed at the school's gate......

There is also a bubble tea shop near her home......

Selfie of her travels......

She chases stars, draws lotteries, and pays attention to the forwarding of hot topics......

Her anger, her joy, her complaints, her anxiety......

After she passed Li Yun's friend application, she hurriedly sent a message.

In a few words, Li Yun didn't bother to inquire about her contact information, so he got her home address and promised that the other party would send her to school tomorrow morning.

Li Yun was in a mixed mood.

He should have told the little girl to beware of strangers on the Internet, but it didn't seem appropriate to say that now.

Never mind...... He bought a plane ticket first, and wanted to rush to the city where the little girl was as soon as possible.

Li Yun booked the ticket and checked out. He told Uncle Li about the situation here on the way.

"That's fine. You hurry up. Uncle Li agreed, and asked again, "How is Yi Xin's boyfriend?" ”

Li Yun only felt a tendon beating in his head. He looked out of the taxi window with a sad face, "It's just a very ordinary person." He's busy. I was thinking...... Just take a good look at it. I didn't see anything ......."

Uncle Li suddenly lowered his voice, "I think Yi Xin seems to be thinking about something recently......"

"What?" Li Yun's heart jumped.

"It's not clear, it's just a feeling...... She used to catch up on sleep during the day, but I think she's been busy lately and doesn't know what to do. Uncle Li said worriedly.

Li Yun thought about it for a while, Yi Xin had indeed not come to urge him for a few days.

He simply hid outside the company under the pretense of Meng Sinan's matter, and didn't go back to the dormitory, and later ran directly to BJ, while observing Yi Xin's boyfriend Chi Hongfei, while doing experiments with Uncle Li. Yi Xin called him to interrogate him at the beginning, and he looked like he had seen through his tricks, and he didn't know when he suddenly quieted down.

Li Yun was uneasy, but when he came out of the hospital this morning, he saw that Chi Hongfei had stayed up all night, and there was nothing abnormal.

Chi Hongfei definitely didn't cheat, and he regularly talked to Yi Xin on the phone. Although I have been in a long-distance relationship......

Li Yun looked at the road in front of him.

Now that he is leaving BJ, will Yi Xin take advantage of this gap to kill Chi Hongfei?

Wrong wrong. Chi Hongfei didn't do anything that would be killed by Yi Xin.

"Xiao Li?" Uncle Li shouted.

"Oh, it's fine. It shouldn't be a big deal...... Perhaps, empathy is not in love? Li Yun thought of another possibility.

Uncle Li asked hesitantly, "Really?" I don't look like ......."

"Please look at it a little more. I'll solve that little girl's problem first. Li Yun said.

Uncle Li naturally would not refuse, and said, "There is no need to rush about that matter. Anyway, the old dragon is not short of money. And black and white impermanence is in the capital. ”

"Hmm. I know. Li Yun ended the call, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to see the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror.

The driver just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, as if looking at the road behind him through the rearview mirror.

However, Li Yun could easily sense his state. He listened with his ears pricked up for a long time, and then saw Li Yun hang up the phone, and then he regained his attention.

Luckily, I didn't get into a car accident just now.

Li Yun couldn't cry or laugh.

The other party regarded him as a "busy" playboy.

Li Yun turned his head sideways, looked away, and couldn't help but look at the empty passenger seat in front of him.

Taxicab...... There are passengers in the passenger seat...... Spontaneous combustion......

It's a strange nightmare.

Li Yun thought back to the little girl's submission.

There are at least two "people" in it. The one with bad faith should have been the passenger in the passenger seat who spontaneously combusted. But what's the deal with the driver?

When you see that little girl, ask carefully.

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Zhuang Baoli's body swayed gently with the inertia of the subway departure.

His hand grasped the railing, not forcefully, but vaguely. The shaking of the body is not intense, and the feet are still very steady.

He was tired, but he was tired.

Adolescent daughters are such a headache.

He asked a few more questions, but was interrupted hysterically by Zhuang Xuexia; If he doesn't respond, Zhuang Xuexia will complain that he is absent-minded and doesn't care about her.

What else could he do?

Recently, even Luo Lanjun has been unable to communicate with Zhuang Xuexia properly.

Zhuang Xuexia has been talking about nightmares, nightmares. Take her to the hospital, but she doesn't want to. also took Xiao Ming out to talk about things, saying that he wanted to find a master......

Thinking of that boy, Zhuang Baoli became irritable again.

They all knew the boy, and after listening to the ghost story that the boy told, everything became wrong.

Okay, what a ghost story!

It scared their family to nightmares!

Zhuang Baoli tugged at his neckline.

His tired and irritable appearance was reflected in the car window.

Brush it, the subway enters the station, and outside the glass window is a bright platform.

Zhuang Baoli and the passengers on the platform confronted each other, and then swept by, and then saw other passengers two steps away, and swept by again......

The speed of the subway has slowed down, and it is about to stop.

In front of Zhuang Baoli, there was a queue of passengers again.

Standing at the front was a young woman, whose face could not be seen clearly. Men and women in the back......

Zhuang Baoli's pupils constricted.

He saw the man at the end of the line.

The man had his head down, and he couldn't see his looks, but he could see his jacket on the top and jeans on the bottom.

No, it won't......

Zhuang Baoli closed his eyes hard and opened them again.

The door opened.

The passengers around him squeezed him out.

Although the passengers waiting outside lined up, they crowded up without waiting for anyone to get off the bus.

Zhuang Baoli was squeezed around.

His steady-footed staggered and moved, and his hand gripping the railing was so hard that his muscles flared up.

Is it wrong...... Is it a dream......

It's good to wake up.

Just wake up......

The other passengers got on board.

Only the man in the jacket was left standing still. The passengers who poured out of the train passed him like a stream of water flowing through the rocks, brushing him by, but they didn't seem to touch him in the slightest. He wasn't as embarrassed as Zhuang Baoli, but he looked even more ...... More ......

What's more?

Zhuang Baoli couldn't think of an adjective for a while.

He just felt goosebumps break out all over his body.

He had a tingling sensation on his scalp.

He wanted to turn and run away.

The doors are closed.

That sound, like thunder, alarmed the men outside.

The man slowly raised his head, revealing Zhuang Baoli's familiar face.

Sure enough, it was the man.

Then he's dreaming now!

Thinking like this, Zhuang Baoli felt that he should relax, but he was even more scared.

The subway departed and left the platform.

Zhuang Baoli clung to the handrail.

He knew that the man would still be there at the next stop.

That's the nightmare.

He's done it a few times.

Don't be afraid.

Nothing to be afraid of.

It's all because Xiao Ming's little ghost told Xia Xia a ghost story, and Xia Xia told him again...... So he just hates this kind of thing!

After a moment of thought flashing, the subway arrived again.

Sure enough, the man was standing outside the car.

He came closer. There were fewer people in line in front of him.

Once again, the doors opened, the passengers got off the train, and the passengers got on.

Zhuang Baoli wanted to escape, but did not make any action to escape.

He came face to face with the man again.

This time, he found something different.

The man's clothes......

Zhuang Baoli's gaze moved from the man's face to the man's abdomen.

Bright red blood oozed from the inside of the jacket.

This is something that has never happened before in a nightmare.

Zhuang Baoli suddenly panicked.