"Qingtiangou has arrived!"

The aunt with a big waist and a stack of change in her hand shouted in a thick voice, and the one who turned it up can go to the high pitch.

The hometown is remote, the transportation is not very convenient, and the bus only drives to the town, and if you want to go home, you have to walk another country road.

Su Mei suppressed her fear and got out of the car with the flow of people.

The town will be full of fireworks, people come and go, cars are like flowing water, the air is overflowing with a smell of oil and spicy seeds, on the roadside stalls, one by one out to walk the street to buy vegetables, men, women and children, sit up around the table, holding a chopsticks with hot rice skin stained with red oil, sucking non-stop, some are greedy and shout a few drawers of xiaolongbao, eating a mouth full of oil and water.

She got out of the car.

Then he saw the young man beckoning.

This young man has short and dry hair, sharp cheeks, slightly convex eyebrow bones, shaped like a distant mountain, tall and tall, afraid of one meter and eight upwards, two legs are tall and long, wearing a snow-white shirt, open buttons in front of the collar, sleeves pulled, while pouting and wiping the oil on his chest, he went to the front to carry her bag.

"Have you eaten?"

The youth asked.

As if he hadn't slept well, there were two faint dark circles under his black and white bright eyes, and he yawned after speaking.

When Su Mei saw the comer, the fear in her heart seemed to dissipate invisibly, she shook her head and said, "No, I want to eat steamed buns!"

The young man suddenly approached, stared at her face and stared at her, a pair of panda eyes as if he could see a flower, and then his expression was strange, and his smile was a little narrow, and even his tone became mysterious, as if he had discovered some terrible secret.

"What did you do last night? How do you feel like you gave birth to four or five big fat boys in one go!"

Su Mei immediately returned a roll of her eyes angrily.

"Su Hongxin, are you looking for death?"

Then he pinched the soft flesh on the young man's waist, and said: "I haven't slept well during this time, I always have nightmares and insomnia!"

"Ha~"

Su Hongxin first bared his teeth in pain, then yawned, and nodded sympathetically: "It's very uncomfortable to sleep well, I didn't sleep well last night, and now it's not good!"

But his squinted eyes glanced at Su Mei's left wrist very vaguely, and he saw a strange black gas condensed in his eyes, like a handprint, revealing a gloomy strand, and even the sun was a little colder, and his heart immediately burst out.

"Who caught this hand?"

"No, nothing, I just touched it before. ”

Su Mei was busy turning her back on her hand, her eyes were hesitant and dodging, she was really afraid that her younger brother would also suffer, who knew if she would be entangled by that ghost.

Su Hongxin frowned. "You're taking me for a fool? You can still get a handprint when you touch it? Is something happening?"

Su Mei bit her lip tightly, but she didn't say anything, but forced a smile and said, "I'm hungry, let's eat first!"

Su Hongxin's eyes changed, and when he saw that his second sister didn't say anything, he simply didn't ask anymore, and said according to her wishes: "Then let's go, eat steamed buns first, and then go back after eating, it's not convenient at home now, and I will definitely be busy when I go back!"

This Su Mei is none other than his own sister, the second oldest in the family, the eldest is his eldest sister, as for the next four, it is his four cousins, the girl of his third uncle's family, among the juniors, it is the youngest of the two of them, so playing small is also the best to play, not a few years older than him.

"How's the job?"

Seeing her younger brother, Su Mei seemed to return to her lively nature.

The two found a familiar stall and ordered steamed buns and soy milk, Su Hongxin had just finished eating, but he was hungry again, and while eating, he replied vaguely: "It's not good, it's not that others look down on me, or I don't look down on others!"

It's just that his eyes keep peeking at Su Mei's wrist.

"How can you find a good fit after graduation, temper it first, aren't you a major in Chinese language? When the family is over, go to me, it's a bit basic......" But as she spoke, Su Mei remembered the nightmare again, her eyes darkened, counting the one just now, she had six nightmares, and she didn't know if she could survive the seventh time.

Su Hongxin looked at it in his eyes, and said quietly on his face: "That's okay, I'll go to your place when I'm done, anyway, if I meet someone who dares to covet your beauty, I have to clean it up one by one!"

Su Mei didn't have the heart to talk, so she just said "um" with a heavy heart.

After the siblings finished eating, they went home.

The old house sounded mournful, and his father didn't know where to invite a trumpeter, and he puffed out his cheeks and "trumpet" to blow non-stop, without changing a breath, and several elders were wearing linen and filial piety, and when they came in, they had to kneel once and make a salute.

His second aunt rushed back just after dawn, crying non-stop, and her eyes were swollen.

Several juniors were all beckoned, and one by one they all put on filial piety, and An An knelt beside the ice coffin.

But Su Hongxin leaned to the corner and looked at Su Mei, who was drowsy and sleepy enough to fall asleep standing up, thinking about things, her eyes were cloudy.

Nightmare?

Eighty percent of them have encountered unclean things.

The mind is racing.

Just in case, he secretly hid the "Soul Breaking Knife", he didn't feel strange in the past, but now look at the "Soul Breaking Knife", good guy, the knife body is shrouded in a thick black gas, and the black gas on the blade edge is even red, dark red, as if it is stained with blood.

When I first met him in the morning, I also startled him.

No wonder his master doesn't allow anyone else to touch it except for him, if he doesn't have any skills, whoever takes this thing will finish playing.

At this moment, I saw Su Mei kneeling on the ground, the whole person was shaking, and her eyelids were like fighting, but she didn't sleep when she was alive or dead, and pinched her thigh several times, Su Hongxin believed in her guess even more, and didn't dare to sleep? Could it be that there is something strange in the dream?

Contacting his sister's previous words, Su Hongxin secretly fell into his heart.

Looking at Su Mei's haggard and withered appearance, he was distressed, and his eyes were even more angry.

While he was drowsy, Su Hongxin quietly stretched out his hand and slapped Su Mei's wrist, which was cold and terrifying, and then saw that the black gas immediately wrapped around like a withered vine, split into two, and it could still be contagious.

In an instant, Su Hongxin felt as if he had been immersed in cold water, cold and cold, and on a hot day, a layer of chicken pimples actually appeared on his arms.

"I'm afraid it's a mark left by some blind ghost!"

Su Hongxin's eyes were gloomy.

"Sister, why are your hands so cold?"

He asked suddenly.

Su Mei subconsciously withdrew her hand, and immediately forced her spirit, and she didn't know what to say, and her mental state became worse and worse.

"Why don't you go out for a walk, you can't sleep!"

Hearing Su Hongxin say this, Su Mei was in a trance, and she didn't think about it, she hurriedly stood up, she was really afraid that she would fall asleep, so she rubbed her face and walked out of the house.

Looking at the back of the second sister, Su Hongxin looked at the black gas wrapped around his hand again, grinned, and smiled fiercely.

I didn't expect to encounter this as soon as I came back.

Dream?

"I'd like to see, what could it be?"

He yawned, simply put the "Soul Breaking Knife" into his arms, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and after a while, there was a slight snoring sound.

When I slept in a daze.

Su Hongxin suddenly had a spirit, like a cold water poured into his neck.

When I opened my eyes, there was no one in the mourning hall at this moment, it was empty, there was a cold wind outside, and it was dark.

Looking at the empty courtyard, Su Hongxin was a little dumbfounded.

"Could it be that I overslept? Why didn't anyone call me?"