replied with a good word, and then said a word to pay attention to safety.

And under Liang Qingqing's news, there is the work group of the three hospitals. A doctor in the emergency department said.

[Everyone, do you still remember the girl from Huaicheng Jiaotong University who was sent to the hospital a few days ago and died of poisoning. The autopsy revealed that the poison in the girl actually had a 12-hour attack period, and she had been struggling for help before she died. It's so pitiful, so young, if only someone passed by and heard her cry for help. 】

Dr. Liang has a daughter who is still in college, and he can't see this kind of news the most, and he also sent a really pitiful post.

He felt a little uncomfortable on his neck, and while waiting for the green light, he touched back and felt a long pale blonde hair from the back of his neck.

Dr. Liang thought that he must have been involved when he helped park the car.

*

Ye Sheng took the initiative to play the mirror ghost game, but Xia Wenshi whimpered and was unhappy.

"Xiao Ye woo woo woo woo without you, how can we live in this room."

Ye Sheng: "......"

Ye Sheng: "............"

Boss, are you having a problem with your brain today?

His indifferent eyes showed his dislike vividly.

Brother Tiger pulled Xia Wenshi to prevent him from continuing to lose face: "Don't howl." If you don't let Xiao Ye go, won't it be possible for you to play the mirror ghost game. ”

Xia Wenshi didn't have the guts, so he muttered and closed his mouth.

"Then I'll go first." Ye Sheng was not used to talking in a crowded environment except when he was investigating, so he turned around and left.

Ning Weichen followed with a smile.

Looking at Ye Sheng's departing back, Qi Lan finally spoke: "Ye Sheng is really personal." ”

Xia Wenshi snorted: "Yes, you just found out." ”

Qi Lan shook his head: "You used to say that Xiao Ye was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, I had a preconceived idea, thinking that Xiao Ye would be very enthusiastic when he was familiar with it." Now it seems that Xiao Ye's external cold and internal heat should be: although he doesn't seem to care about anyone, he will still care about our life and death. ”

Xia Wenshi blinked suspiciously: "Yes, isn't this enough?" ”

Qi Lan: "......" She suddenly knew why, and the haunted house could be so harmonious.

Because all the staff have big hearts.

The boss has a big heart, and the employees have a big heart.

So everyone had a good time.

Ye Sheng is not the kind of person who is easily moved by kindness, nor is he a person who will naturally become friends after getting along for a long time.

There is a deeply suppressed indifference, anger, and irritability in him. Such people are accustomed to being alone in everything they do - because what their companions bring to them is not help and companionship, but only additional suspicion and constant vigilance.

In this way, the only thing Ye Sheng treats special seems to be his "classmate".

When going down the stairs.

Ning Weichen was a little curious, and said with a smile: "Brother, can the mirror ghost really see this life and past life?" ”

Ye Sheng looked at him vigilantly: "What do you want to say." ”

Ning Weichen blinked: "Aren't you curious about what happened to us before, ex-boyfriend." ”

Ye Sheng stayed with Ning Weichen for a long time, and his psychological endurance gradually increased. Now when I hear my ex-boyfriend's three words, I can't change my face: "Didn't you say it was a dream, what am I still curious about?" ”

Ning Weichen smiled lightly: "But I still hope that I can see your previous appearance in the mirror." ”

“…… I hope too. ”

But I think it's impossible.

A scary game created by a B-class heretic to collect fear points can really illuminate Ning Weichen's "past life", and the Ning family and the unnatural bureau can not be played.

He doesn't have to track down any more Mercy of God.

The mirror ghost game requires a person to go to the toilet.

"Brother, you go before me?" Ning Weichen asked.

Ye Sheng said lightly: "I'll go first." You wait outside, don't go in until I come out. ”

Ning Weichen smiled slightly: "Well, I listen to my brother." ”

In fact, Ye Sheng didn't plan to let Ning Weichen play this ghost game at all, he could solve everything by himself. He had long been accustomed to acting alone. So he didn't know why he wanted Ning Weichen to follow him.

…… Convulsions.

Ye Sheng ignored Ning Weichen's affectionate and smiling eyes, lowered his head, and pushed open the door of the toilet.

When I walked in, there was already an apple with a knife next to it. A candle thrives in front of a mirror.

Tick, tick.

The toilet faucet was not turned off properly, making an ethereal and eerie sound in the silence of the night. After Ye Sheng closed the door, he walked to the mirror, picked up the apple and knife, and began to peel it.

Ye Sheng has never peeled an apple since he was a child - after all, who is willing to throw the skin if he can eat fruit in Yinshan, he can swallow the apple core.

This is the first time he peels a fruit, and the knife cuts deep into the flesh from above, turning slowly in a circle.

The sound of dripping water slowly stopped, and the only sound in the dimly lit toilet was the sound of him cutting apples. The bathroom on the first floor has a front yard from the window, and the moonlight shines in.

The candle in front of the mirror was burning, and I don't know when it started, and a thin layer of mist appeared at the bottom of the mirror.

The red peel with the flesh of the fruit circled around Ye Sheng's fingers. The thin knife reflected the light and shadow, shining on his indifferent eyebrows.

Ye Sheng whispered thoughtfully: "If you can really let me see this life and the past life, maybe I will make your death easier." ”

Even if it was the first time to sharpen, Ye Sheng was very smooth. Because he is very skilled in knives, strength, direction, and control with ease.

The skin of the apple is about to fall completely,

But the male owner of the murderous mansion was originally trying to collect fear - the bottom of this apple was slashed upwards fiercely, and it was impossible to cut it off completely.

Ye Sheng cut to the knife edge.

Click, the apple peel is broken.

The mist of the candle quickly spreads to the mirror.

Soon, the whole mirror emerged in a state of fog and fog.

Ye Sheng put the apple aside, raised his head, and looked at the mirror.

In the mirror, an old man with a hunched waist appeared, with distorted facial features, wearing a shroud, and various corpse spots on his face. In the mirror, grinning at him. The old man had a thick rope wrapped around his neck.

The rope on which he hung the swing was used by him to hang himself.

Ye Sheng and the old man looked at each other.

The old man stared at him deadly.

Ye Sheng got closer, he had used it many times to summon the spirit, and he already had a little experience, and his black and white clear pupils oozed a slight red, even more weird than the eyes of the "swinging man".

Inside the mirror is the illusion created by the man, which is also one of the □□ of his power. Sensing a higher-level terrifying force, the old man's expression changed, and he was terrified, wanting to retreat. But Ye Sheng's hand lightly touched the mirror, and then, through the mirror.

"Shhh

The moment Ye Sheng touched "it", the illusion turned into a puff of white smoke. Ye Sheng didn't think about it, his eyes sank, and he dragged the puff of green smoke. The whole person directly used the mirror as the medium, as the "door", and chased the past!

Ning Weichen waited outside for a long time.

"Brother, are you okay?"

There is no sound in the toilet.

Ning Weichen lowered his eyes, held the doorknob with his fingers, and easily pushed open the door and walked in.

There was only one burning candle left in the toilet, and it was empty and empty.

Ning Weichen was not surprised to see this, he picked up the knife casually, and his voice was very soft: "You really like to act alone as always." ”

There are two apples on the sink.

Ning Weichen took an apple into his hand again, his fingers were slender and cold, his movements were scattered, and the skin was peeled to almost no flesh.

The apple had also been tampered with, but he had cut it to the point where the peel had been broken. The candle flame flickered, but it was like going back in time, and the peel was connected intact. A thin strip of red peel fell intact to the ground.

Ning Weichen chuckled, then raised his head and looked in the mirror.

The mirror was filled with fog and there was nothing unusual.

Ning Weichen stretched out his hand, and his cold fingertips wiped the mist away. In the mirror, the young man's eyes were dark and deep, but his pupils glowed with a faint silver-purple light.

Ning Weichen hooked his lips and smiled, his voice contemptuous: "Seventh moderator? ”

*

Ye Sheng followed the smoke through the mirror, and finally landed on his feet, and actually reached the end of the garden of the Luohu Mansion.

Next to him was a bamboo forest, and the fallen leaves floated onto the river, moving away along the river. The cool breeze cleared his brain, and Ye Sheng suddenly remembered that they had seen the terrain first when they first came to Luohu Mansion.

This villa complex is built along Luohu Lake, and all the lakes are only half-cut water. If you look at it, it's a long, long river.

He tracked it here, so it means that Song Zhang's body is here.

Song Zhang just leaned over the host.

His body must be found in order to completely "kill" him.

So where will Song Zhang be?

Ye Sheng looked down at the constantly flowing river, and when he looked around, he saw a small boat next to him that was obviously for the rich in the villa area to play. Although the ship is wooden, it is only for the sake of vassal elegance, and there is a device for autopilot inside.

Ye Sheng thought for a moment, stepped into the boat with his long legs, and untied the rope that tied the boat.

The boat gently travels downstream with the river.

The breeze and the moon are invited, and the flowing water is murmuring, like the white noise heard on the first night, it turns out that it is really boating on the water.

He suddenly thought of "Night Sailing Boat" again.

The origin of the name of the book "Night Sailing Boat" is actually the literal meaning, "Night Sailing".

In ancient times, people who traveled by boat were bored in the long journey, and they got together on the boat to gossip and tell stories. And the author recorded what they told into a book, which became "Night Sailing Boat".

Story Magazine used it as the name of the magazine. And the 48-issue "Night Sailing Boat" also became the beginning and beginning of Song Zhangduan's lifelong love and hate.