Chapter 11

I didn't even think about it, I said, after my mom's funeral ……

As soon as these words left my mouth, I immediately had a feeling of enlightenment, which made me realize that I had overlooked the most important thing.

Whether it was meeting the paper man with Lin Tian, or all the things that happened after that, it all started after my mom's funeral! Even my dreams were inextricably linked to the funeral. It's just that I still don't understand what's the connection between the two?

For the first time, Tintin had that stony look on his face, his eyebrows were raised and he looked like a fox.

Then he asked me, did you do anything out of the ordinary at the funeral?

I was very serious to ensure that there is no, this is my mother's funeral, those days I have been very sad, I feel that she died when she was also not at her side, some sorry for her.

He also asked, then Lin Tian did not do anything?

I thought, this I really do not know. He went back with me, helped a lot, but I also have to greet relatives and friends, it is impossible to stay with him all the time. But when he asked this question, my suspicion immediately rose, I said, are you suspecting Lin Tian?

Ding Ding did not say anything, his face sank a few more points.

I have no idea, so I have been recalling what Lin Tian did, but after thinking for a long time, I did not think of anything strange.

Ding Ding suddenly added, it shouldn't be Lin Tian's relationship either, if he did something, then the person who attracted the ghost should be him and not you. But I don't understand, if your dream is a ghost omen, why would Lin Tian be in your dream? And his behavior was so strange?

I said, probably because he's my best brother now, and I have absolute trust in him, so it shouldn't be weird to dream about it.

Ding Ding immediately pooh-poohed it and said it's not weird, you want me to scare me to death in the middle of the night before you think there's a problem, right?

I do not know how to answer him, simply closed his mouth and did not make a sound.

He saw me not say anything, shrugged his shoulders and asked me, why don't we go back to your hometown to check?

I glanced at him and saw that he looked serious. In fact, just after I figured it out, I also thought of this idea, but I don't have a vacation right now, I don't know when I'll get the chance.

Ding Ding said, there is no hurry, these two days are not good, to check these strange things, but also have to pick a time.

I asked him when do you think would be a good time?

He reached out toward me, raised his thumb and forefinger, gestured a number, and said July half!

I was stunned, then scolded you fart, this point of common sense I still have. That is a ghost festival, this time to go is not looking for death!

Dingding waved his hand and said that he was going to check on the ghosts, do you still want to wait for the National Day to go.

I have no words to say, but the heart of the old trembling, can only say, we'll see then, maybe a few days I will be fine.

Ding Ding said that then just do whatever you want.

After saying that he pointed his hand toward the outside of the room and told me to go out and not to affect his sleep.

I only had to go back to my own room, lying on the bed, full of mind is just said things, how can not sleep. So I stayed up until dawn, and when the alarm went off at seven, I immediately rolled out of bed.

I knocked on Tintin's door and he grunted and told me to get lost. I couldn't see myself getting him up.

I looked in the mirror as I washed my face and realized I had darker circles under my eyes. Spirit is also much worse.

I took the statement Wang gave me and went out.

At this time of the day, almost all of the breakfast stores in the small hutongs were already open for business, making a lot of noise and bustle.

But as I walked downstairs, my footsteps stopped.

I saw a woman in white standing at the entrance of the building. Her back was turned to me, as if she was looking at all these people coming and going, not moving a muscle.

I couldn't tell if she was a person or a ghost, and now whenever I saw the slightest suspicious thing, I couldn't help but think in the worst direction.

I stood at the corner of the stairs and hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to go upstairs and ask Ding Ding to take a look, or to pretend to be used to it or unable to see it like he said.

At that exact moment, the family behind me opened the door and a woman walked out with her seven or eight year old son. When she saw me standing in the doorway, she even froze for a moment, gave a strange look, and dragged his son downstairs.

I have been watching the movement of this mother and son, see the two smiling and laughing from that white woman, and did not happen anything. Only then did I bravely walk down.

The closer I walked, the more my feet shivered, as if I couldn't walk.

When I came to the woman's side, I barely looked at her, putting on an appearance of being busy hurrying.

It was also at this time that I realized her hair was long, almost reaching her hips. Although I liked women with long hair, I really didn't have the heart to linger and look at her.

But as I brushed past, I still smelled a putrid odor emanating from her hair.

I immediately felt a wave of nausea and couldn't help but cover my mouth. Subconsciously turning my head to look, I immediately froze!

I can't believe I didn't see the woman's face; she was exactly the same in front of her body as she was behind her, with no features on her head, and all that grew, was dense hair!

If it wasn't for the fact that her toes were pointed right at me, I guess I would have thought she had turned around!

Luckily, she didn't lunge at me, and remained motionless where she stood.

I forced myself to keep walking, worried that I had caught her attention. But the speed of my feet was still much faster.

I pulled out my cell phone and directly pressed Ding Ding's number. I waited for half a day before he picked up and gave a lazy "hello", still looking impatient.

I covered my mouth, breathing rapidly and said, Ding Ding, there is a faceless ghost standing downstairs! What should I do?

He said, "Is there only one of them?

I said one isn't enough! How many do you want!

Tintin said, I had thought there would be more, as the Yin Qi on you gets heavier and heavier, more and more ghosts will be attracted to you. Even the places where you've been for a long time.

I cackled in my heart, feeling that the situation was really getting worse.

Before, I only thought that people who stayed with me for a long time would be affected by myself, but I never thought that even the places where I lived were the same now. I only felt a headache, busy asking Ding Ding what to do?

He said, "It's still the same thing, no matter if you are attracted by the ghostly aura in the house or otherwise, you are probably going to bump into it wherever you go anyway, so do whatever you need to do.

I felt that what he said was the same as not saying anything, so I could only sigh and hang up the phone. Carefully looked back to see that the ghost with long hair but no face is still standing downstairs did not follow, I just thought anyway, there is Ding Ding, he slept enough will naturally get up to clean up, I'd better go to work first, and by the way, see if I can deal with the matter of Wang.

I waited for a while and the bus came. I remembered the old woman I met earlier, so I took a look down there first. There were quite a lot of people rushing to work in the morning, and the bus seemed a bit crowded, but luckily I didn't see anything weird.

It was a rare journey where nothing weird happened, and when I arrived at the office, there were already quite a few people waiting for the train at the station. I didn't dare to stay in the waiting hall for too long, and directly went up to the office building to my department's office.

As soon as I walked in, I found that Wang was already sitting inside. My lifted foot stopped instantly, searching for a way to exit.

Brother Wang looked up to see me, squinted a pair of eyes from behind the mirror frame to measure half a day, suddenly said, Xiao Tan ah, I said why are you standing at the door?

I shivered on my feet, my mind recalling what Ding Ding said last night. I thought to myself that at least so far, Wang is still harmless.

I barely managed to calm myself down, pumped the corners of my mouth and laughed, saying, ahaha, it's fine, it's fine. Suddenly remembered something.

Wang gave me a strange look and didn't say anything.

I tiptoed inside, my eyes have been quietly watching Wang, afraid that he will suddenly rise up and pounce on me.

Who knew that I had not yet walked to my desk and sat down, he suddenly jerked his head up and stared at me, scaring me so much that I froze in place and did not dare to move.

Wang asked, Xiao Tan, what's wrong with you, why are you always staring at me?

I hemmed and hawed again and said, Nothing Nothing Nothing, just haven t seen you for a long time and miss you ……

Wang frowned and suddenly stood up and walked towards me. I could no longer suppress the fear in my heart and immediately turned around and fled towards the outside of the office.

I ran straight to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, pulled out the phone and started calling Ding Ding.

Who knew that the beeping sound rang for half a day, but no one answered. I thought to myself that he wouldn't be sleeping and couldn't hear me, and dialed again, but the result was still no response.

I had no choice but to send him a text message, saying that I was scared to death, and also really not that capable, which makes Wang realize that he is dead thing I absolutely can not do.

I waited in the restroom for a few minutes with no reply. I was thinking about how to explain my panicked behavior just now when I saw Wang again after going out.

As a result, a stream of smoke suddenly blew from the cubicle next to me, and although I was likewise a smoker, I still choked and coughed on the smoke.

I raised my hand in front of me and waved it down, and an old voice suddenly came to my ears, asking, "Young man, I'm out of cigarettes, I can't get it to work, can you lend me a light?

I feel that this voice is very close to me, busy turning my head to look. Hera see an old man is lying on the toilet cubicle block, grim smile, a pair of cloudy eyes condescending look at me!

The first thought that came to my mind was, "Hey, this old man's body bones are not bad, climbing so high.

But immediately after the thought turned my face went white, I lowered my head, I can still see the gap under the cubicle, where the old man's feet stomped around! This person to lie down here, it is estimated that it must be two meters and a half long!

The old man saw me did not react, suddenly reached out his hand, handing a cigarette to my eyes, a finger a finger asked, you borrow or not?

I do not know where the courage, raised his hand in the hand of the thing towards him smashed over. I kicked my foot towards the toilet door and ran out.

I don't know how long this kind of day will go on, although it's only a few days, but I'm really afraid.