Gu Mo panicked, stopped eating, threw the money on the table, and ran away as if running for his life.
After running out of a street, Gu Mo was panting from exhaustion, as if he had collapsed. He held on to a telephone pole and took out his mobile phone shivering.
"Find me an expert, a hearing expert, immediately, immediately, now!" Gu Mo gave the order to Xiao Juantou.
The little curly head on the other end of the phone didn't seem to be awake yet, and he said "Ah" in a daze.
Gu Mo was about to lose his patience and tell Xiaojuantou again.
Bang!
Gu Mo's hand shook and his phone fell to the ground, causing the back case and battery board to fly off.
Gu Mo is really strong in listening.
I also heard the sound, but I didn't understand where it came from. Gu Mo was already staring blankly at the concrete floor five meters in front of him.
He raised his head and looked at the residential buildings in the sun. He shivered on a hot day. Looking at the concrete floor again, his face turned pale.
"Young man, are you okay?" A sanitation worker pushing a garbage truck passed by and looked at Gumo and then the land suspiciously. "Do you know the person who died a few days ago?"
"What?" Gu Mo's voice was a little wavy and breathy.
The old man didn't hear it, didn't care, and said to himself: "What a sin. A good person is gone just like that. It's not easy to do the work now. Who would have thought that repairing an air conditioner can also kill people."
Gu Mo was still stunned.
The uncle looked at it twice, said nothing, and continued to push the garbage truck.
Gu Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and hands.
Bang!
Gu Mo trembled, stared at the piece of land in horror, turned around stiffly, and ran away again.
I now understand Gu Mo’s unique ability. Not only could he hear ghost voices, but he could also hear other unusual sounds. For a moment, I was even a little lucky. I just saw a ghost. There are so many dead people in this world, but how many have turned into ghosts? But what about Gumo? He can hear supernatural sounds almost anywhere and at any time.
Running all the way back home, Gu Mo gasped for breath, and when he took out the key, he made a sound. His hand that opened the door was trembling and shaking, making the bunch of keys jingle.
Gu Mo's eyes were stiff, as if he was staring at the keyhole.
I suddenly woke up.
He could hear those high heels!
I have to work hard to hear now, because Gu Mo's breathing and the sound of the keys all cover up the sound of the high heels, but Gu Mo is different, his hearing is so good!
Open the door and close the door in one go. But I couldn't isolate the sound.
With a look of fear on his face, Gu Mo found headphones and put them on, and then gradually calmed down.
Gu Mo's family has an old desktop computer.
Old is my opinion. I have never used such a bulky computer.
Gu Mo turned on his phone skillfully, connected to the Internet, and searched for the keyword "ghost".
At this time, the Internet was not developed enough, and there was too little information available to Gu Mo. The expression on Gu Mo's face was very solemn. He took the few pieces of information, whether they were classical Chinese texts from unknown ancient books or the ghost encounters reported in forums, as important secrets, and studied them carefully. The solemn expression on his face slowly turned into anxiety.
Ding dong—ding dong—
Bang bang bang…
Ding ring ring ring—
"Mr. Gu!"
I looked at the door and the phone, and then at Gu Mo who was wearing professional headphones. I didn't know how to remind him that Xiao Juan Tou was coming.
Xiao Juantou had the key to Gu Mo's house, so he opened the door and came in. He patted Gu Mo on the shoulder and almost scared Gu Mo to jump three feet high.
"What are you doing?" Gu Mo took off his headphones and his expression immediately changed. He should still be able to hear the sound of high heels.
Curly Curly said innocently: "Didn't you say you want to see an expert, Mr. Gu? I've found it, called your cell phone, and turned it off. I knocked on the door and called you just now, but you didn't respond. I thought you weren't at home."
Gu Mo wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Now that we've found it, let's go take a look." He said this without the same urgency as when he was on the phone.
Little Curly didn't pay attention, so he went downstairs with Gu Mo and took a taxi to the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, Gu Mo's situation became even worse.
Ahem!
Clang…
"Help me, I don't want to die!"
"Wow mom - wow wow..."
Gu Mo hugged his head, and as soon as he stepped into the hospital, he turned around and rushed out.
I also had a headache and a cold feeling on my back.
How many of those things are there in the hospital? Did everyone who died remain in the mortal world
Gu Mo was in pain, and Xiao Juantou didn't understand.
"I want to find a master, a senior monk, a Taoist priest, do you understand?" Gu Mo said with difficulty.
Xiao Juantou looked strange, "Mr. Gu, are you looking for me too?"
"What does 'ye' mean?" Gu Mo's mind was not disturbed, and he keenly captured Xiao Juantou's words.
"I heard that the main creators of "Love Has Fallen", Director Chu, Best Actor Kang, and Best Actress Wen all approached the master." Xiao Juantou said awkwardly.
Gu Mo's eyes widened and he slapped his thigh, "That's it! Here's the crux!"
I thought to myself, the crux is not there, maybe the cause is there. I saw the abnormality in that kimono, not because of the abnormality in the kimono itself, but because I had been to Aoba Supernatural Agency before.
Gu Mo couldn't wait to grab Xiao Juantou's cell phone and called Director Chu. He got straight to the point and told about his situation. He said frankly that he knew something was wrong with Director Chu and wanted to ask an expert to take a look.
The little curly head who was listening next to him had a puzzled look on his face.
Director Chu's sigh could be heard along with his cell phone, "Come over here."
Gu Mo regained his energy and took a taxi to find Director Chu.
Naturally, I followed him there. After I went there, I saw the young man sitting in the living room.
Judging from his appearance and figure, this young man is probably around 20 years old, somewhere between a teenager and a young man. I couldn't see his face because it was completely blurry.
An idea flashed in my mind, and I stared at this young man dumbfounded.
"Xiao Gu, this is Ye Qing, the expert I invited." Director Chu introduced.
"So young?" Gu Mo was shocked.
Ye Qing turned his head and looked at Gu Mo. His voice was younger than what I heard in the recording, but his tone remained unchanged for thousands of years, "This person is very clean around him and there are no ghosts around him."
Gu Mo ignored Ye Qing's age and hurriedly told his own experience.
Director Chu looked at Gu Mo in surprise.
Ye Qing listened quietly, his blurry face facing Gu Mo's face.
Putting the two faces together, I suddenly found that Gu Mo's face had become clearer at some point. The mosaic layer was thinner, and I still couldn't see his face clearly, but I could see his expression.
"You didn't see ghosts, you heard the voices of the dead souls." Ye Qing said calmly, "After death, people will not go to the underworld immediately, but will linger in the world for a while. Some will mix with the corpses. Stay together, motionless, wait for the corpse to be cremated, and then go to the underworld to be reincarnated; some will stay at the place of death, like earthbound spirits, but only for a short period before becoming earthbound spirits, or repeat the brief moment before death. , or they know that they are dead and are doing nothing, waiting to be reincarnated. What you hear is the sound they make."