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I didn't speak and my movements were very light, but the little boy still felt something and immediately looked away, flipping through the homework in a panic.

I glanced at the floral umbrella with my discerning eye and found nothing unusual, and there was no evil spirit in the room.

"There's a lot of homework." Squatting in front of the little boy, I controlled my facial muscles and showed a kind smile.

The boy was holding on to the pen, feeling uneasy. He seemed to be afraid of strangers.

"You said before that it was a woman who pushed down the classmate?" I reached out and touched the boy's head. His hair was very soft, like the down of a cub: "I believe what you said, but can you tell me what that woman looks like?" Sample?"

The boy hesitated, turning his head from time to time to peek at the floral umbrella hanging aside. After a long time, he said: "She was wearing red clothes, holding an umbrella, her back to me, and she couldn't see anything else clearly."

"Can't you see clearly?" I narrowed my eyes: "Then why did you just say that the person who pushed down your classmate was a woman? Why did you call her sister?"

Opening his mouth, the little boy simply picked up a pen and started drawing on his homework book: "She has a big braid. Only women can have such long hair."

"Braid..." I looked at the crooked woman in the boy's painting, and thought of the story the shop owner told me just now: "Is this place really haunted?"

After some discussion with the little boy, I tore the woman he drew out of the homework book.

The boy was terrible at drawing, but he drew all the features of a woman.

Holding an umbrella and wearing long black braids, she has a thin figure and seems to never turn around. People can only see her back.

"Are you the only one in the class who saw this woman? The child who was pushed down by her didn't notice at all?" I stuffed the boy's drawing into my pocket and continued to ask.

"I don't know. They all said I did it, but I didn't." The boy's lips tightened, feeling aggrieved.

"Then do you know why that woman pushed your classmate down? Did your classmate do something strange?" During the inquiry, I discovered a very interesting thing. From time to time, the boy would look at the broken pieces on the wall. Flower umbrella, as if there is something scary under the open umbrella.

"No, we were planning to go together after school, but it rained heavily, so we waited at the school canteen for my mother to pick us up."

"Are you sure?" Even if she doesn't do anything strange, she will be targeted by the evil ghost. It seems that this ghost has a strong desire for revenge. At the same time, she may be cruel and evil, and she doesn't like all beautiful things.

Combining the boy's drawings, I slowly sketched out an image of a woman in my mind.

"I remember." The boy faltered: "We left late, and my classmate saw a frog in the flower bed behind the school, so he climbed up the flower bed and caught the frog, and then he was pushed down."

"Frogs?" I was a little confused: "How can there be frogs in this season?"

Frogs are cold-blooded animals, and their body temperature is affected by the temperature. As the temperature gets colder, their body temperature will gradually drop.

It's late autumn now, so frogs should be rare.

I don’t know much about animals and plants, but I just instinctively find them strange.

"No, later the teachers and classmates gathered around. They all said it was me who did it." The boy curled his lips and said, "They all wronged me. In fact, it was the woman who did it. I saw it with my own eyes."

"Well, I believe you, I know you won't lie." I smiled and rubbed the boy's head. I walked into the back room and picked up the floral umbrella on the ground.

The store owner and his family have helped me a lot, so I want to repay them.

Ruoyouruowu's black hair emerged from the ghost ring and slipped into my shadow silently. My expression did not change at all. I started to examine this weird umbrella in front of the little boy. I really wanted to find out. Why did he stare at an umbrella for so long.

The umbrella surface is still water-stained and has floral prints on it, so it looks ordinary.

"I practice ghost arts and am very sensitive to yin energy. There is no evil spirit attached to this umbrella." I thought for a moment and remembered what the shop owner said before - don't open an umbrella indoors.

"Give it a try. Ordinary evil things are nothing to me." Under the surprised gaze of the little boy, I raised the umbrella above my head.

The light in the room was blocked by the umbrella, and the photocopy of the broken flowers shone on me. Looking at the metal umbrella ribs, I suddenly had a strange feeling. Opening an umbrella in the room felt like I was isolated in a private space. .

It's a bit depressing, and it seems much quieter inside the umbrella than outside.

"What are you doing?" The little boy tilted his head and looked at me, biting the head of the pen.

"It's okay." I held the umbrella and looked at the restaurant again. I vaguely felt that something was different from before. I used my discerning eye to observe carefully and slowly focused on the kitchen.

I felt a very uncomfortable feeling right next to the ghost symbol.

"There were no ghosts in this house originally. Which talisman is there?" I threw the umbrella aside. Without the umbrella, I couldn't see anything unusual: "The strange thing is that every household has this kind of talisman. What is this talisman?" What is it for?"

The shop owner and his wife were talking on the phone in the kitchen. It was inconvenient for me to go there. They deliberately avoided me and went to the back kitchen. It would definitely be inappropriate for me to barge in.

"The water in Jinghai is so deep. I can't see through just the area outside the customs." I smiled at the little boy. I was originally going to leave directly, but I was about to walk out the door when I suddenly changed my mind.

I knelt down in front of the boy again: "Uncle, I want to ask you a question. Do you know where the pig cage apartment is?"

The boy shook his head, and after a while he seemed to suddenly remember something: "I heard from my father that the Pig Cage Apartment is very close to us, just to the north and close to Guan Nei, and we are prohibited from going to the north."

To my surprise, the boy actually gave me the crucial hint: "Thank you, little one."

When he wasn't paying attention, I put a Miaozhen talisman into the compartment of his school bag, recited the incantation silently, and waited until the talisman took effect before I got up and left.

"Eight forty-nine, this meal takes a bit long."

I looked at my watch, and as soon as I walked out of the house, the shop owner came over to me. His face was pale, it was obviously late autumn, and there was still sweat on his forehead: "I didn't greet you well, something happened."

"You look so bad, what happened?"

"Don't ask any more questions. It's not safe at night recently. Don't walk alone at night." He gave me the change and gave me a few words of warning.

"Don't half-talk. You can reveal a little bit so that I can have a better understanding." I really want to know who made that phone call to them. Just a few minutes can make a person's expression change so drastically. Variety.

"You heard it just now. My child pushed his classmate down, and the tree branch almost blinded his eye."

"I know that. Was that phone call from the other party's parent asking you for compensation?" I tried to speculate.

"It's not the parents, it's the police." The store owner smiled bitterly: "His child is missing."

"Missing?!" My tone suddenly became higher-pitched, which I had never thought of before: "What did the police tell you?"

"The child's parents took him home, and when they passed a small alley on the road, he suddenly ran wildly into the alley, and then disappeared. The police suspected that the child had been stimulated, so they called my wife to ask for help. Let her take my child to the police station." The shop owner took out a crumpled soft pack of cigarettes from his mouth: "You said this happened, and it also implicated our family. When we get to the police station, we will inevitably have to spend money again. , It’s really hard to live these days.”

"Did the child suddenly run towards the alley and see something? Is the legend about the woman with the black umbrella true?" I stuffed the change into my pocket and glanced at the shop owner.

When I said this, his expression became even worse. He shouted into the back room to call out the little boy, and then went to get two sets of raincoats and put them on.

"Don't hold an umbrella?"

Before I finished speaking, the shop owner forced me to give me the remaining cigarettes and lighters: "Brother, don't go out on a rainy night, and don't leave anyone behind when you go out. I have too many things to do today, so I closed the door early. Then You keep the cigarette and smoke it.”

I heard that the shop owner meant to drive people away, so I didn't refuse his cigarette. I just said one more thing when I walked out of the shop: "Remember to let your son carry his schoolbag. The police will restore the scene. Don't forget to bring your things."

When I saw the little boy carrying his schoolbag, I nodded, held up the black umbrella and walked into the dark night.

"It's very close to here, in the north, close to the pass. Now I only have these three clues." Looking at the dark alley, I was actually very curious about the black umbrella woman. If I hadn't been on a live broadcast mission, I would have really wanted to go He met her: "Forget it, I'd better not go looking for trouble for myself."

On rainy nights, the sky is always extremely dark, with no light able to shine through. The thick clouds seemed to be right above my head, making me breathless.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

I didn't go back to the hotel where I was temporarily staying, and walked straight to the north.

After walking out of the residential area, I saw a few taxis on the highway, but either they were carrying guests, or they waved and drove away as soon as they heard they were going to the north, without giving me a chance to continue.

"It seems they all know there's something bad going on up north."

This was a completely unfamiliar city to me, with no one to help me, and no transportation. It would take a lot of luck to find my destination just by relying on a child's hints.

I took out the Mask of Good and Evil Shura from my arms. This cold mask can block the will of God and return my luck to normal levels.

The black umbrella pressed down, covering most of my face. I walked quickly along the road in the rain, heading north.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the two sides became more and more desolate, with fewer houses, patches of weeds and trees, and patches of puddles.

"The boy said that the Pig Cage Apartment is close to Guan Nei. Did I go in the wrong direction?" I climbed onto the mound next to the road. I originally thought about using my eyes to look into the distance, but as soon as I walked up there, I found that it was not far away from me. There was a car driving crookedly in the distance.

The driver seemed drunk and did not turn on the lights. The car sometimes moved forward and sometimes backed up, as if it was deliberately avoiding something.