The Haunted

I don't know if it is psychologically or too tired, or the ashes of Ye Sangong really bless him to avoid it. This night, I feel that I have slept very well, I have no dreams overnight, and I don’t seem to be dreaming like usual. I feel always worried about the sights from all sides.

This feeling made up the previous deficiencies, and it was already 12 noon after waking up. I only felt refreshed when I was late. I went to the kitchen to cook a pot of instant noodles. I specially poured two or three small bowls of soup. At the table for Ye Yingzhi. Due to the different physique and the experience from small to large, I am very convinced of this. Since Mr. Ye is blessed, he will do it sincerely.

He put his face down and sinned: "Mr. Yv. Ye, I got up late and didn't get you early, just have a lunch with me."

After more than three months, the weather gradually turned cold, and the lateness was always calm and nothing, even the nightmare was done less, truly called the evils retreat.

Late life is very regular, personality is also relatively home, work does not need to socialize, get rid of this time, the body care spirit jade gradually failed to be entangled by the ghosts of the troubles after the days stabilized. Going to work every morning and going home from work in the evening to cook, he became more and more aware that Zhang Daochang’s method worked, he was blessed by Ye Yingzhi’s ashes, and he donated money to Guanli on the weekend, but he did not mention anything, no matter what he ate. I forgot to give Ye Sangong's tablet a small serving, which is like having a mouthful of people eating more mouths at home.

What he can't see is that a human figure always follows behind him and his outline is getting deeper and deeper.

When he was eating, the black shadow did not move for the worship on the table, only sitting and watching him; when he was taking a shower, the shadows stood still after the thin curtain of water, waiting for him to sleep. I rolled over and slept comfortably. I bought a bed of one meter and five, but I could only occupy half of the place when I fell asleep. The black shadow lay down on the ground and lay flat on him, less than a punch. the distance.

This house is no longer alone. However, he was immersed in the falsehood that he could not see and felt, but he still had the dream of finding a life-saving prescription.

Lingyu and small porcelain bottles with ashes are not very comfortable to hang on the chest. Later, I tried to take Lingyu down in the briefcase mezzanine, only hanging small porcelain bottles. He sometimes does not take a briefcase, and everything is normal. Nothing happened. He was more reassured and bold, and took Lingyu into his bedside table drawer.

On the weekend of November, Xu Jiang, a high school student, came out to play with him.

The late university was in the field, and Xu Jiang went to the local Sumin University. After finishing the undergraduate course, he continued to study the doctor. The place he was late was also close to his school.

The campus of Sumin University is close to the suburbs. It is said that you can see the golden crops on the top of the teaching building. Not far from the school is the Sumin Lake. Although it is an artificial lake, it occupies a large area. The lake is naturally not shallow. It is said that even underwater is a soft mud. It is difficult to save it after falling for many years. There have also been many accidents, some have failed, and there have been intentional deaths.

The relationship between Chi Yu and Xu Jiang was very iron. After dinner, I walked along the lake to see the scenery and talked about the current life and the old school students in high school.

The scenery at this time is very desolate, the plants on the lake have become yellow, the wind is rustling, and some feelings of desolateness. Lately, I only wore a windbreaker and felt cold. I just wanted to ask for a coffee shop near the school to sit in, and I saw Xu Jiang stretching his neck and wondering what was going on.

Lately, he followed his gaze and saw the people around the lake. He also stopped police cars and ambulances.

Xu Jiang sighed: "This is another accident."

He likes to join in the fun, no matter how good or bad things are, I want to take a look at it. Although I have already guessed that most of the accidents have occurred, I also took the delay and accelerated my footsteps to go there.

If it is normal, this kind of excitement will not be too late to hide. But it is said that it is because of the luxury, and it is difficult to get into the martyrdom. In the first three months, the first time will be late, like the one coming back from Shiming City, occasionally bumping into one or two strange figures, or occasionally being nightmarished. Entangled, but as the time of worshipping Ye Yingzhi’s tablet is longer, the role of Ye Sangong’s ashes seems to gradually become more and more apparent. It’s nothing but the slightest blame for the gods, so that it’s completely calm and stable even before. There is a spiritual jade guardian and I have never encountered it when the school is mixed with a group of young people with strong yang. Even occasionally, it is true that Chi Yu began to doubt his 20 years of experience.

After an unprecedented comfortable life, he subconsciously gradually unconsciously put down his defenses, and now he followed Xu Jiang.

There was a man lying on the ground, half covered with white cloth, and a person like a professional was looking at the ground to see what was going on. From the perspective of being late, I could see that the person was soaked and swollen and white. A little bit of the nose was frozen and reddened because it was out of the water.

Xu Jiang didn't dare to look at it again. He quickly pulled back after a late retreat. He said, "Let's go, let's go, oh, blame me, I have forgotten for so many years, I am the courage of the smallest, high school. At that time, such things were far away, and even ghost stories didn’t dare to listen."

At that time, the young boys and girls of that age were very curious, and they were particularly interested in all kinds of gods and ghosts. The entertainment activities were also childish than the current children, and they gathered together to open a ghost story and ask for a pen Things like the dish fairy have been done, and the lateness has been pulled to go to a ghost story, and the result is scared for three days, after which such activities will no longer participate.

It’s not that he is timid when he is late. The fever is not all because of scare. At that time, a group of classmates sat around and told ghost stories. He could feel the extraordinarily strong sneak peek and faintly see behind them. A circle of "people" is listening quietly.

His grandparents have always been very fond of him, only after the grandmother heard that he reprimanded him. Lately, I thought that my grandmother would save her life and be jealous. After that, she would be more cautious when she acted, and stay away from all activities that were considered "death" for him.

Fortunately, the situation is much better now.

I was thinking about it, and Xu Jiangyi pulled and turned to prepare. At this moment, I felt that someone was watching myself. He obeyed his intuition and found that there was a "person" standing outside the crowd on the opposite side. The person was white and swollen, and only the tip of the nose was red.

"He" is looking at the late.

Late in the heart, a cold, subconsciously touch the spirit jade in front of the chest, that is the habit he has developed over the past ten years - it is a small porcelain bottle with a cold texture.

Lateness is just physical weakness. It is not a yin and yang eye psychic in a movie novel. Under normal circumstances, you can't see ghosts. When you are weak or you can see a faint shadow in a specific environment, you can see it from small to big. There is only one situation when you see that thing clearly, and that thing is eyeing him. Usually, in this case, the thing will keep up with him. As for how long it will take, it will not hurt him. It is hard to say.

A Taoist who had been worshipped by a child told him that it was something that was very obsessive. Once they caught up with him, it would be difficult to ask again. Nothing can be a ghost. That kind of thing is very evil and negative. Most of the so-called "ghosts" are not made after death, but they are not popular and have borrowed human form. Only those who are extremely evil or resentful will have a very low probability of being a ghost that can stay in the world for a long time.

On the contrary, people may have a "spirit" remaining. When Zhang Daochang saw him, he said that the "spirit" left by his deceased relatives had been secretly protecting him. But "spirit" has nothing to do with the person itself, more like a special relic.

All in all, that kind of thing is evil, and it is more likely to catch up with a person, and the experience of the past is also evidence of this.

At this time, he secretly remorse in his heart, and if he dies himself, he should not make up this kind of excitement, but it has not helped. When I touched the small porcelain bottle, I realized that Lingyu had been taken into the bedside table by myself. This time I came to rely on the ashes of Ye Yingzhi, but I don’t know why Ye Sangong didn’t protect himself this time.

When he returned to the Taoist dynasty, he was so curious as to why a person’s ashes could have such a big role. He had specially asked Zhang Daochang for advice. Zhang Daochang concealed to him that the ashes of the people carrying the evil spirits were like poisoning, and the ashes of Ye Yingzhi. It is the object of extreme evil, and it is carried on the body. The general ghosts naturally do not dare to be close. As for Ye Yingzhi, why the ashes of ordinary people who are not guilty of crimes are not so evil, Zhang Daochang said frankly that he is not clear. This method is also learned from ancient books. He feels that there should be reason. Grasping success, and chances are caught up late to let him give it a try.

Late and nervously swallowed a sip of water, rubbing the porcelain bottle with his hand, the dark road is this evil far more than the ordinary ghosts, Sangongzi can not town?