The stall owner didn't know what to come to Chen Yi's side, he stretched out his head to see the flyer in Chen Yi's hand, and asked in surprise: "Eh, isn't the death flyer in your hand?" ”

Chen Yi didn't know where the flyer came from, just floated in front of him, he was also stunned by the words on the flyer, he asked the stall owner: "Where did the death flyer start?" ”

"This flyer is very weird, someone in the vicinity has received it before, so they were curious about the content of the flyer, so they went to the Furong District to have a look, but this time, they never came back."

The stall owner sighed, he has been running a stall here for decades, most of the neighbors recognize him, and he has also had a few encounters with the missing person before.

What the stall owner said is too strange, if there is really any ghost haunting, it would have been spread on the Internet a long time ago, why he doesn't know anything.

Chen Yi continued to ask him with doubts: "Isn't this an address, if the person is missing, go and look for it according to the address on the leaflet, isn't it?" ”

"Harm, you're young, the address on the flyer is fake, there's no Huangquan Road, and there's no place to find it.!"

The boss took the money handed over by Chen Yi, perhaps out of kindness, and then persuaded Chen Yi: "Don't look for the address on this leaflet, this thing is evil, after the victim's family reported the case, the relevant departments immediately called up his surveillance along the way, and in the end I only saw him enter a hotel, and never came out again." ”

"Is that hotel okay?" Chen Yi also came to be interested, maybe this is artificial?

"At first, some people thought that someone in the hotel committed the crime, but there was also surveillance in the hotel, and since he entered the room, he never came out, and no one went in. Later, I went to a few Internet police, and confirmed that the surveillance video was correct, and no one changed it. A living person is gone. ”

The stall owner shook his head, looking very sorry.

"Such an evil sect? Then I'm not going. ”

Chen Yi's face was scared, expressing fear, but the movement in his hand was inadvertently stuffing the poster into his pocket.

Chen Yi plans to go back to the organization to sleep first, and go to the Furong District in a few days to have a look, anyway, the poster does not indicate a clear time.

The only thing he can be sure of at the moment is that there is no Huangquan Road in Furong District, and no one else can find it in the past, and the person with the flyer will disappear when he goes to Furong District, perhaps entering the mysterious Huangquan Road.

In the early morning of the next day, when Chen Yi was having breakfast in the hall on the first floor, the space was distorted, and Wang Jiacai, Yan Xiaoqing and Ye Lingkong walked in.

Yan Xiaoqing was not as lively as usual this time, but her face was full of sadness, and she was holding a poster tightly in her hand.

"What is this?"

Chen Yi discovered Yan Xiaoqing's abnormality, but his attention was more on the poster in Yan Xiaoqing's hand.

Yan Xiaoqing tugged at the leaflet tightly, her lips trembled slightly and she didn't speak.

"It's a poster known as a death flyer." Ye Lingkong on the side replied loudly.

Chen Yi put down the dishes and chopsticks, took out an identical poster from his pocket, and said, "Can you tell me what's going on?" ”

Wang Jiacai saw that Chen Yi also took out an identical flyer, and couldn't help but look surprised, he had just learned the weirdness of this poster, he asked Chen Yi curiously: "Why do you have it too?" Where did you get it? ”。

Chen Yi pursed his lips and said, "When I was eating last night, it floated in front of me by itself, tell me about the strangeness of this flyer!" ”

Chen Yi asked again, he originally thought it was what the stall boss said, but now when he saw Yan Xiaoqing's appearance, he suddenly felt that things were not so simple.

"It's just a ghost thing." Ye Lingkong said coldly.

"That's it?"

Chen Yi was a little puzzled, Ye Lingkong said too concisely, if it was just like this, would Yan Xiaoqing look like this? She has been in the organization for more than 4 years, how could she be so distorted by a fantasy?

Chen Yi handed Yan Xiaoqing a glass of boiled water, and after she drank it, her face returned a little ruddy, and then she spoke:

"The scariest thing about this illusion is that it pulls you into the past that you least want to recall, and then sucks your soul when you think you've changed the past and you're satisfied, which is its bad taste."

What is the past that you don't want to think about? Chen Yi couldn't help but think that he had been smooth since he was a child, and it wasn't until he met the ghost that his life became a mess, but he had already survived, and he knew that the illusion was fake, would he still be deceived?

All that was left in the hall was the sound of Chen Yi's fingers knocking on the table, and the rest of the people were thinking about some memories they didn't want to remember.

"Have you experienced it?" Chen Yi asked.

Yan Xiaoqing heard Chen Yi ask herself, her face instantly became very unnatural, her fists were dragged to death, and there was a faint trace of irrepressible anger between her eyebrows.

At this time, Ge Qi came out of the study on the second floor, saw everyone around the hall discussing the death flyer, and said loudly: "Let me tell you about Xiaoqing's past experience!" ”

Seeing Ge Qi appear, Yan Xiaoqing retracted his anger and said lightly: "Tell me, I have to go to Furong District at night, and go back to my room to sleep first." ”

In the room, Yan Xiaoqing couldn't fall asleep over and over, looking at the ceiling in a daze, and her thoughts drifted back to four years ago......

It's a very lively pedestrian street, with neon lights flashing on both sides and the radio shouts of all kinds of businesses everywhere.

In front of a snack bar, three students in school uniforms look inside.

It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to load the squid on the iron plate and hand it to them. One of the girls swallowed the saliva in her mouth, took the squid, and eagerly tasted it.

"It's delicious! Sure enough, the squid has to identify the old Wang's family. The girl cried out contentedly, carrying only a plastic bag in one hand and an empty bamboo skewer in the other.

"Xiaoqing, eat slowly, look at the character of your top student is ruined."

The other girl was eating and laughing, and she was eating too, but she was chewing slowly.

"The character design of a scholar and a foodie can coexist!"

Yan Xiaoqing said without mind, there were no outsiders present, Zhao Min was a good sister she knew in high school, and Yan Junshan was her little friend who had played since childhood.

"You!" Yan Junshan rubbed Yan Xiaoqing's head, shook his head with a smile, and his eyes revealed doting.

"I'm eighteen years old after my birthday this year, so don't treat me like a child." Yan Xiaoqing slapped Yan Junshan's hand away and said, not forgetting to stick out his tongue at him and make a grimace.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and the three of them are not worried about going back late and not waking up tomorrow morning. They played until the lights on both sides of the shop were turned off and closed, and then they walked out of the pedestrian street.