Enemies and friends can actually be transformed into each other. For example, Lin Yan had been cautiously guarding against this ghost before, but when a new enemy appeared, he felt for the first time that Xiao Yu was on the same front as him. From the corner of Lin Yan's eyes, he glanced at the dark hut. His head was resting on Xiao Yu's chest. The cool body temperature made him have an inexplicable thought. feel safe.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yu touched the back of Lin Yan's head.
"No...it's nothing." Lin Yan blushed, and pulled out of Xiao Yu's arms, hiding his head and looking down at the photo that the old man gave him. The black and white picture and the dull expression looked like a posthumous photo. Looking carefully, the girl in red The place where he was standing was not completely empty. Lin Yan wiped the photo vigorously, and a cloud of thin gray mist floated around his legs. If he was not careful to distinguish it, he might ignore it as a problem with the quality of the photo.
"Pea yellow, hawthorn cake, fruity sugar bee cake, chestnut cold cake, donkey rolling, love nest." Seeing that Lin Yan was standing still, the vendor pushing the truck picked up a rag and wiped the inside of the truck vigorously. The glass window, shouting more and more vigorously, "Would you like to have a taste?"
Under the dry and dazzling sunlight, the peddler's voice seemed to come from another world, so far away that people couldn't hear it clearly.
Things are moving in an unpredictable direction. Lin Yan shook his head, and dragged Xiao Yu aimlessly forward, trying to recall that the first time he saw this little girl was in the corridor of his own house. The elevator had a problem that day, and he climbed the stairs to the twelfth floor. At the corner of the building, I saw this little girl playing while climbing the handrail. Afterwards, he could meet her downstairs almost every time he went home, but when Lin Yan arrived home, the kids were out of school, and a large group of students were playing football in the yard, so he didn't pay attention to the little girl alone. Now that I think about it, I have never seen her talk to anyone.
It seems that I haven't seen this little girl for a long time.
Since when? Lin Yan lowered his head and kicked a small stone as he walked. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xiao Yu's straight hem. A bright emerald green sash with white background was hanging from the moiré belt, swaying with his steps. Lin Yan hesitantly turned his gaze to the ghost beside him. In his memory, on the rainy night when Xiao Yu appeared, when Lin Yan rushed downstairs in a daze, he saw the little girl standing in the rain biting her thumb and looking at him. If he hadn't been threatened by the ghost, he would definitely Can't help but ask why she has to stand outside alone on a rainy day.
From that day on, Lin Yan's life completely changed. He silently thought, it seems that since Xiao Yu followed him, the girl in red never appeared again.
A thought flashed across his mind, Lin Yan could hardly stand still, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket tremblingly and dialed Yin Zhou's number.
"Beep... beep..." Answer the phone, answer it quickly, Lin Yan secretly urged.
"... Lin Zi?" After the ring rang seven times, Yin Zhou's vague voice came from the phone: "... sleeping, I'm fine, I'll hang up."
Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, put the phone between his ears and shoulders, and asked while taking out the car keys, "Ah Zhou, do you remember what she told us when I asked Er Xiangu to exorcise ghosts last time?"
"The sorceress cheats money, why do you care about it..." Yin Zhou grumbled reluctantly, "It seems that there is a little girl who has no money or clothes in the underworld, and even splashed water on you, pure nonsense."
Lin Yan felt a chill in his heart: "Then Er Xiangu died, and the time of death was deliberately changed."
"Yes." Yin Zhou yawned: "Any clues?"
Lin Yan dragged Xiao Yu to the parking lot, and slammed the car door: "She shouldn't be talking nonsense, there really was a little girl in red following me, and I took pictures with her, but the washed out She's not in the picture."
"Damn!" Yin Zhou was completely awake, and jumped up from the bed, "Are you kidding me! Another ghost?"
"Not sure yet." Lin Yan turned the key to start the car, staring fixedly at the windshield, "That hand, the hand we slapped on the windshield when we were looking for Er Xiangu, almost caused us to have a car accident. I felt something was wrong, but it disappeared in a flash, and I didn't see it clearly."
"Now that I think about it, that hand is too small. It's not the ghost that lives in my house." Lin Yan glanced at Xiao Yu, "I also saw that little girl the day I went to the bar to find you and met the ghost hitting the wall. At that time, I thought she was alive, and I suspected that she had something to do with the ghost hitting the wall and the death of Er Xiangu."
"I'll go to Ayan's place to ask later, just be careful in the recent period."
Yin Zhou was silent for a while: "... you pay attention to safety."
Lin Yan hung up the phone and carefully backed the car out of the parking space. Shenjiayuan closed early, and gold diggers who returned with full loads poured out of the gate in batches. They skipped Lin Yan's car window like a school of fish. The jade shop beside the road echoed the ear-piercing sound of grinding wheels, and Lin Yan sighed. Waiting on the steering wheel for the crowd gathered in front of the car to disperse, when he turned his head to look at Xiao Yu, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
"It's never been you, right?" Lin Yan whispered.
"The night I first met you, I drove around the overpass for three hours, and I didn't find the exit until I saw you."
The light rain, the lonely figure standing under the street lamp, seemed to be waiting for a promise that could never be fulfilled.
"At that time, I thought it was because of you that I lost my way, but I didn't expect that you brought me out." Lin Yan recalled how he was circling around the overpass like a headless fly at that time, and suddenly felt a little funny, and scared him half to death. Now he shares his house every day, shares his passenger seat, and even shares his occasional uncontrolled sex drive.
Xiao Yu supported his forehead with his index finger and thumb and tried hard to remember. A Yan said that the ghosts who just came back to the world are in chaos. They only rely on a little memory from their previous lives to keep looking for the reason why they stayed in the yang world. I couldn't find it, and my resentment grew deeper and deeper. Lin Yan broke his hand and wrapped it in his hand, feeling a little distressed, and said softly, "Forget it, don't think about it."
Can't help but smile wryly: "Now you are busy, someone is going to take my life with you."
"...you are mine." Xiao Yu said slowly, holding his hand back.
"I'm not." Lin Yan said, and he didn't know why he was so stubborn every time this topic came up: "I still don't know who you are or where you want to take me. A month ago I was a I am a complete atheist, but now I have more ghosts than people, my life is already a mess, and today I met a little girl who almost killed me on the highway."
Lin Yan's throat was choked, and Lin Yan sniffled. For some reason, he felt a strong grievance in his heart: "Who have I offended? Why won't you let me live a good life?"
Xiao Yu hugged Lin Yan's shoulder, and rubbed his chin against his forehead. Lin Yan gritted his teeth, and the soreness in his eyes became more serious.
"I'm going to Ayan's to ask about the little girl later, Xiao Yu, don't move, let me rest." Lin Yan put his arms around his waist, arched his back and curled up in Xiao Yu's arms, "I'm really tired. "
His slender fingers stroked his hair, which was cold, but the gesture was gentle: "Don't worry, I'm here."
"I know." Lin Yan played with the crimson sash on Xiao Yu's waist, and laughed loudly: "I leave this life to you, don't let me die in someone else's hands."
Lin Yan buried his face in Xiao Yu's chest. A month ago, he must have thought that something was wrong with his brain, but now he said it very seriously, as if the ghost said that if he reassured him, he would really be at ease. He instinctively realized that what happened recently was far more than just a coincidence, as if a braided noose had already been placed on the road, waiting for him to walk to the center of the noose without knowing it, and then be caught by an invisible giant The hands tightened violently. The little girl staring at him inexplicably, the dead sorceress, the arranged intern and obsessed ghosts, the crowd outside the car window slowly dispersed, Lin Yan hugged Xiao Yu's waist, and couldn't help thinking, even if He really fell into an unpredictable conspiracy, there must be something to hold on to.
He actually knew that there was a problem that could not be resolved or reconciled between them. He carefully avoided it, and the ghost made concessions for the first time. Lin Yan sighed, struggled to straighten up, and turned the steering wheel to the right to steer the car Drive slowly out of the parking area.
There is still time, think about it later, Lin Yan said in his heart.
The corridor where Ayan lives is as dark as ever, and the spider web I saw last time was a bit bigger. A round, gray-white spider was hanging below and pulling eight legs covered with fluff. The broken bicycle under the spider web was missing. It was replaced by a bunch of large cardboard boxes with slimming tea advertisements.
Ayan didn't light a candle this time to play tricks, the living room was lit, and after making a cup of Kuding for Lin Yan, Ayan carefully looked at the black and white photo by the light, her complexion became serious.
"I can't feel anything else, even the weakest ghost has yin energy, but I can't see what you said at all." A Yan checked the air around Lin Yan strangely, and then lowered her head to study the photos.
"Since Xiao Yu appeared, I haven't seen her again. Today is the first time." Lin Yan pointed to the ghost behind him, and said embarrassedly: "His name is Xiao Yu, I don't seem to have told you."
For some reason, he was a little nervous to mention his name in front of others, Lin Yan quickly coughed to cover it up.
"Xiao, Xiao Yu, I can already remember my name." The little Taoist muttered to himself in a low voice, opened the cabinet, took out the large red lacquer brush and the glass bottle filled with cinnabar that were used to exorcise ghosts last time, and unscrewed the cap , paused: "He was there when I met the little girl you mentioned?"
"Not here." Lin Yan recalled: "There is an evil talisman hanging on the door of that store, so he can't go in."
"There will be ghosts hanging on the evil spirit talisman, what kind of evil spirit talisman is it?"
From memory, Lin Yan drew a crooked pattern on the graffiti board of his mobile phone, like a deformed gossip. The string of flamboyant symbols below was replaced by a blacked-out square frame. The little Taoist frowned and studied for a while, and said with certainty: "This , This is specially used to exorcise ghosts, no matter how powerful the ghost is pasted on the door, Ayan's slender finger points to the cloud of gray fog at Lin Yan's feet in the photo: "I think Same, it's not a ghost, it's a curse."
"Curse?" Lin Yan held the cup in confusion and said, "The curse in the movie?"
Ayan took out the yellow paper from under the table, dipped the cinnabar into the cinnabar and roughly wrote the Dao talisman, lit it with a lighter, tapped on Lin Yan's left and right shoulders and on the top of his head, frowned and said: "No, no, the curse is a kind of curse created by people. Manipulative sorcery, such as Nanyang lowering head and Miaojiang voodoo, uses insects, ants, doubles, and even ghosts to harm people, it is different from our Taoism, Taoism only targets ghosts, while mantras target people."
When the flame of the yellow paper brushed over Lin Yan's shoulder, it obviously increased in size, and there was a small crackling sound. The little Taoist shook the yellow paper vigorously in his hand to blow out the flame, and said strangely: "It is not easy to take pictures of naturally formed ghosts with a camera. There may be a gray shadow, the little girl should be imprisoned in some way to make a spell, I will help you to get rid of the bad luck, it is very unlucky to touch or meet this kind of thing."
"Brother Lin Yan, who have you offended recently? Why did someone curse you?"
Lin Yan took a sip of tea and sank into the sofa with a wry smile and shook his head. He suddenly remembered what Er Xiangu had said, that the little girl was locked up with a lot of resentment. Believe me, it's a pity that people are dead and there is no proof.
Dead without evidence? Lin Yan looked back at Xiao Yu in surprise, if a person dies, he can have a soul...
"Ayan." Lin Yan grabbed the little Taoist priest's thin wrist and said in a deep voice, "Can a person talk after death?"
The little Taoist froze for a moment, with a smile on his lips, stared at the ceiling for a while, and said softly: "No, not necessarily, some people can die for a short time, but not for a long time."
"Less than a month." Lin Yan slammed the teacup on the table, and the splashed water formed small spots on the yellow paper, "I want to summon someone's soul."
The little Taoist stroked the holder of the vermilion pen pensively, and hesitated for a while: "I, I'll try, I probably haven't had time to reincarnate in a month."
The lighting in the living room was dim, and the whole room was filled with a faint scent of herbs. After being around for a long time, it seemed that he was getting farther and farther away from the normal world. Lin Yan took out his mobile phone and stared at the bright screen to find some popularity. The text message popped up suddenly.
"There is news, I will ask the secretary to confirm again, and I will give you an answer tomorrow."
The sender is the folder professor who gave a lecture on Monday.