My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 15 Do things

  A group of people went into the security room to watch the surveillance. Cheng Yulan Khan was about to come out. After a moment of entanglement, he cowered and went in together.

  The ghost is photographed, which is too scary.

   Xu Qing couldn't help but feel guilty. He was 100% sure that this "ghost" was Jiang He!

  Don’t take the front face...

   "That's it." Uncle Zhao fiddled with the surveillance a few times, brought up the video from the previous night, and looked back at everyone, "Don't be afraid, just like that."

  Cheng Yulan took a step back, and looked at each other with Xu Qing.

   "You come here, you young man, stand a little bit ahead."

  "..."

  Xu Qing scratched his head, and the soldiers came to cover the water and earth to see what he had taken.

  Uncle Zhao looked serious, clicked to play, the screen was a dark night scene, there was no movement for the time being, everyone held their breath and craned their necks, waiting for the dirty thing to come out.

  After a while, there is a change on the screen.

   "Moved, moved!"

"what is that?!"

   "Really!"

  Everyone was amazed, Xu Qing quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and a black shadow flashed away from it, and nothing could be seen.

"and also."

  Uncle Zhao changed his perspective, looked back at them, and clicked to play.

  Under the moonlight, the black shadow floated from the corner of the wall along the high wall, and then drifted outside the wall... From the monitoring, a large shadow that looked like a human quickly drifted by, which was extremely bluffing.

   Without waiting for everyone to speak, Uncle Zhao clicked on another one. This time it was the eve of dawn, there was already some light, the picture on the video was clearer, and the black shadow floated quickly over the wall, and then flew out of the blind spot of the surveillance.

  The video stopped, everyone did not speak, and it felt chilly in the back of the neck.

  "This...this..." Cheng Yulan was stunned, rubbing her arms and taking a step back.

   is really scary.

   "Shall we call the police?"

   "Will the police catch ghosts?"

   "Then what to do... I heard that the badge on their hat can ward off evil spirits, they are not afraid."

   "Wait..." Chen Aiguo withdrew his gaze from the monitor, feeling a little guilty, but still said, "It's better not to let others know about this."

   "What?!" Cheng Yulan's voice increased by eight degrees.

   "Think about it, our community is haunted. If this happens, who will come to rent a house? Lao Liang, can you still sell your house?"

  "..."

  "..."

   "Yes! This matter needs to be discussed carefully." Old Liang had already taken out his phone, but Chen Aiguo was reminded at this time, and he suddenly woke up.

  His house is going to be sold, so it's not a problem with him! By the time the buyer knows, it will take the opportunity to lower the price and lose a lot.

   "Yes, if we scare away the young people who rent a house, our community will be more deserted and less popular. Isn't it more rampant?" Xu Qing concurred.

  He is pounding in his heart now, Jiang He is right!

  This cargo sneaked out in the middle of the night!

  I still don’t know how many surveillance cameras have been filmed outside...Thinking of the consequences, Xu Qing couldn’t stand it, and quickly proposed: “Let’s take a look at the situation first, maybe she will pass by—right, was there Uncle Zhao yesterday?”

  The last sentence turned to Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao took out a cigarette again and didn't click it. After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "No yesterday."

   "Yes, passing by, it is very likely to pass by, let's watch for two days before discussing." Lao Liang clapped his hands.

  A crowd of people went out anxiously, and only when they were shone by the sun did they dispel the frustrated feeling in their hearts.

  "Will someone do a memorial service?"

   "Do you know who does this?"

   "I remember that someone has a Buddha statue in his house, worshiping every day, and asking him for questions later."

  Xu Qing listened to their babbled conversation, did not leave much, did not buy breakfast, he slipped back home.

  Jiang He was still in the living room. Seeing him coming back so quickly, he was a little puzzled, and he looked over curiously.

   "You sneaked out in the middle of the night?!"

   "...um." Jiang He hesitated for a moment before nodding in acknowledgment.

  In the first few nights, she sneaked out and carefully surveyed the surrounding environment.

  "..."

   Xu Qing heard her confession simply, and suddenly got stuck.

"how do you know?"

  "How do I know? Monitoring...Bah, clairvoyance has been recorded for you!"

  If a clear image is captured by outside surveillance, a person jumps up and down the wall and wanders around like Spider-Man, it’s definitely a hot search right away.

  Xu Qing rubbed her forehead and sat on the sofa, and stared at her for a moment, "What clothes are you wearing?"

"That one is black." Jiang He pointed to his room, and he thought about it for a while, and asked: "Am I...in trouble?" After a pause, she added: "I have my face covered. ."

  "Masked?" Xu Qing was stunned.

   "Hmm." Jiang He nodded.

  "..."

  He breathed a sigh of relief instantly, as long as he doesn't show his face, no one can find here.

  It's so exciting to raise an ancient person...

   "I want to go out and tell me in the future, I will take you out. You can’t run out by yourself until you are still living here."

  Xu Qing restrained her expression, and said in a serious and serious tone: "Your identity is very dangerous in this world. Don't run around, can you?"

   Jiang He blinked, "Did I get into trouble?"

   "It's all talking about haunting outside now!"

   "...haunted?"

   "Well, it's haunted."

  Xu Qing took out the phone without annoyance, and opened the webpage to ask questions.

   "Are there any movies like ancient people who traveled to modern times and were shot to death? Jiqiu, online etc."

   "Let's watch the video again."

  He put away his phone and leaned on the sofa, and said, "When you get acquainted with this society, you will know how dangerous your situation is. Fortunately, you met me... If you drew your sword against Aunt Cheng that day, you might be cold now."

   Draw a sword—Aunt Cheng was frightened—Call the police—the police came to confront him—Break and wounded—was shot dead.

  Xu Qing had arranged her death in his heart. If a violent person confronts a violent institution, even if he does not die, he will be disabled. If the force value is low, it is okay to say that if the force is in the body, it is impossible for the police to capture her alive.

   Jiang He silently.

   "If it causes you a lot of trouble, I can..."

  "Want to go?" Xu Qing raised an eyebrow.

  "..."

  "Hurry up and learn! Wait for me to order takeaway. What do you want to eat? Burgers? Chicken rolls? Pancakes?"

  Jiang He watched him get up, his eyebrows relaxed a little, and he said, "Healthy, thank you Shaoxia."

  This person is very kind.

   "Healthy?" Xu Qing scratched his chin, "Then you can eat cat food."

  "..."

   Jiang He recovered expressionlessly.

  She took back the thoughts she had just thought, and this person was very arduous.

Xu Qingsi didn’t realize it. She used to tease the melon, deal with the cat litter, then got up and went back to the bedroom to carry out a pile of clothes and threw them in the washing machine. "If you have any clothes you want to wash, you can also throw it in. This is called a washing machine—as the name suggests. The washing machine is very convenient."

"Ok."

   Jiang Heying, thinking about going back to the room, took out the black clothes he wore at night, looked around at the washing machine, and put it in tentatively.

  "Can it be cleaned?" she asked.

  "Cleaner than your hand-washing!" Xu Qing pours washing powder in, "What else, take out... eh, what is this?"

  He saw a white edge on the outside of the clothes in the washing machine. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a long white cloth.

  "..."

  "..."

  Xu Qing's expression changed, before he could react, Jiang He snatched it over, lowered his head and ran back to his room.

  He looked at Jiang He's back with a look of shock.

   "No way... Are you still binding your feet? How can you do it?!"

  (End of this chapter)