Chapter 65

I stood up and asked who it was through the door panel. Lu Yao's voice came from outside the door, asking if I was asleep.

I said no, and then reached out and pulled the door open to see Lu Yao standing outside the door, holding a laptop in her hand, and said to me I looked at the places in this city where houses are for rent, and I think there are a few places that are quite good.

I laughed and said why are you more anxious than me.

Lu Yao also smiled and said I couldn't sleep, thought I had nothing to do anyway, so I searched, and didn't expect to find some pretty good places.

Said she walked in, sat on the chair, put the computer in front of me, suddenly saw a side of the jar, full of curiosity and asked, what are you playing? Just now in your house when packing things also saw a few.

She said on one side, and on the other side, she reached out her hand to touch the ghost mound. I rushed to grab a hold of her before, Lu Yao froze, dumbfounded look at me, said what are you doing ah, is it still what treasure is not.

I smiled awkwardly, said this thing is not clean, you do not touch the last.

Only then did she half-believe, half-doubt "Oh" sound, retracted the hand is not touching.

I carefully took the jar back into the bag, took a close look, before pulling the backpack up. I don't know what's wrong with this ghost, but it seems to only show itself when it's alone with me, and usually it hides without even a shadow.

Lu Yao pushed the computer in front of me and said look, these houses are not bad, and the rent is not high, just over three thousand four thousand less than a point.

I heard the price froze, mother of my monthly salary is only two thousand out of the beginning, is to sell me I can not afford to live.

I don't even look at it, busy saying come on master Lu, this I can't afford to rent, I rented there before although simple and simple, but for me it is also considered expensive, you recommend these, I just sell my blood is not enough.

Lu Yao didn't give a damn, saying that he was just living there temporarily, but the big deal is that we'll split the rent equally.

I froze, scratched my head and asked her, do you still want to join me.

She nodded and smiled, saying yes, where else could I go? My former friends my father know, if I go to them, my father will certainly also find over, I live alone and not safe, you are not a bad person, what is not allowed.

I sat aside, full of thoughts, and then lit a cigarette, said so tell you, you are and I live in the palace, and finally have to be turned into a haunted house. So you this really unwise.

She slowly sighed, said this I know, but since there is a problem, you are at least a man ah, always have to solve. I don't know how long I can live, one day is one day, when I want to go home, I will find another person to rent out the room, this is not it.

I can't do anything about it, I can only make a perfunctory "hmmmm". I took a glance at the rooms on the computer, and it was true that I could never afford to buy them in my life, and they looked really good.

Only after Lu Yao and I finished our discussion did she say goodnight and return to her room.

I did not sleep well this night, according to the usual, so run around all day down, certainly sleep like a dead pig, but this night I do not know why, the mind always think of chaotic things, just fall asleep a little bit, the slightest movement will wake up, so repeated all night, hard to die. After a long time to slightly stabilize some.

In the morning, the sky is just bright, my cell phone alarm clock went off, dazed and confused, open your eyes, the body is a shake, bang on the wall, the pain I almost screamed out.

I just opened my eyes to see that hanging ghost hanging on the end of the bed, motionless staring at me, scared the old me to heaven! I couldn't help but curse, how sick is this ghost! No wonder it's a hanged suicide!

Being scolded by me, the hanging ghost probably also know that he is wrong, immediately from the rope down, I rubbed the head of the pain, the heart of the thought is not right ah, I obviously put the ghost mound put away, how did this guy come out?

I hastened to look toward the bag, which found that I last night when the collection, the ghost mound above the red paper by the backpack zipper to tear open a mouth, the top of the town ghost talisman is estimated to be ineffective. Ghost mound in my eyes, if there is no above this red paper, it is estimated to be an ordinary jar, but now ruined, I do not have extra, I guess the hanging ghost can only be followed at any time in the future like the shadow girl, but this is also good, this guy although doing things and Ding Ding the same unreliable, but occasionally can be a little useful.

I got up and washed up, see the time is still early, I plan to go back to the rental side to check, last night that person shooting arrows since in the opposite upstairs, it is expected to leave what clues, I expect him to be Ding Ding, but I don't know why, but also prefer to be a person I don't know, because if it is really Ding Ding, then I don't know how to face the story he told me before, and the situation that I found out now.

I packed up and was ready to go out, but when I looked back, the hanged man was still standing by the bed, as if he couldn't leave. I shouted at him, and he looked at me, then suddenly looked at the bed again.

I walked over to him in confusion and said, "What's there to see?

This guy really turned into a mute, anyway, just can't talk, just pointed at me, and pointed under the bed.

I felt even stranger in my mind, thinking could there be some kind of treasure down here? But now the hotel beds are the type with one big mattress with a wooden base.

I pushed the mattress away from some, found that the following base is still covered with wooden boards, and gritted his teeth and pushed away a little bit, through a little light probe to see.

This look scared me out of a cold sweat, under the planks actually fell asleep a woman, I reached out to see her, she also happened to turn her head to look at me, we stared at each other, time seems to have stood still!

I was like a fool, I didn't know how I was able to move the board and the mattress back to the right place! In my mind I kept reassuring myself that I didn't see it, I didn't see it, I didn't see anything.

I two feet soft, trembling slightly out of the room, the hanged ghost is still following me, face is a look of triumph, feel as if because I scolded him he in turn to fix my revenge success.

I also finally understand how I always sleep well this night, before I heard what back to back ghost stories, I did not expect to become a reality today, Nima that the female ghost taste is how much ah! Surprisingly, the female ghost's taste is so heavy that she even pressed herself against the bed and slept with me. I guess I will check the bed when I go out in the future, in short, there is a shadow.

I looked at the hanged ghost with a villainous look, in my heart, I wanted to put him in the ghost mound and put him under the sun for a few days. Anyway, this relationship is faded, this way I did not give him a good look.

I found a car to send me to the rental room there, get off the car when I looked up at their own room, feel dead silence, but can not see what is weird place. This building originally lived quite a lot of people, usually in the daytime is quite lively, now I guess there are really too many people left, inexplicably some cold.

I glanced at the opposite building, found that the building entrance is not many people, it quickly ran in, and so on the sixth floor, towards my room, only to realize that motherfucker from this side to see what I do inside can be seen clearly.

But in this walkway I did not find anything, and from the angle of that arrow shot to the home, the location of the archer, should be higher than my room.

But this side of the sixth floor is also the highest floor, in the upward, to the roof of the building rooftop.

I glanced towards the side to see that no one noticed me, and only then carefully climbed up along pulling a few steel bars.

No one has been up here for a long time, and the roof is covered with water and moss in some places. But what makes me strange is that there are quite a few traces of fighting on it, and I don't even need to look for them, as soon as I came up, I saw that there were arrows everywhere on the ground, scattered around in a messy and unorganized manner.

It felt as if someone had been shooting arrows at someone, but the arrows were all blocked, and some were even broken in the middle.

I looked around up there and found no sign of anyone. But on the side near the street, I found a bunch of snack bags, some of which had just been unwrapped, with everything inside still intact.

I couldn't help but think of a Tintin crouching in my head, munching on snacks while he watched for movement in my room, and when I was almost dead, he took a shot. I hadn't heard of him having that skill, but it wasn't entirely out of the question.

And the traces of the fight on the roof, it's possible that the ghosts and monsters in my room were startled by him, and all of them swarmed out to clean him up for this effect.

Of course this is just me making an inference according to the general plot of a martial arts story, what the real situation is like, I don't know.

But the pile of food in front of me did look very much like Ding Ding's style of rice bucket. I thought to myself, could it be that Tintin was so hungry when he died that he still had to find something to eat every day when he became a ghost? It's similar to that hungry ghost at the beginning.

I picked up a bag of snacks, all still unopened, and weighed it in my hand before putting it down. Looking up towards my room, the glass in the window was shattered into pieces, and the room was so empty that it felt deserted, except for some furniture that couldn't be taken away.

I sighed in my heart and was about to leave when I suddenly realized that there was an extra person out in the room!

The man had not been in the parlor, but had come out of my room. I couldn't see his face, his head was blocked by the hat on his clothes. The body was somewhat stocky, but again, it gave me a monstrous and odd feeling.

I watched him slowly turn around in the room, my mind was a wit, this man walked with a limp, I almost immediately associated it with Ding Ding's father!

He turned around for a while, and then suddenly walked over to the window and stuck his head out towards the downstairs, seemingly speculating on what was going on in the house. I saw him motionless, silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head, a pair of eyes, suddenly looked toward the opposite upstairs me.

I was shocked in my heart, and I wanted to pull out my legs and run, looking over to stop him! But when I saw his face clearly, I completely froze.

That was not the face of Ding Ding's father at all, but the face of the headless female corpse that had once possessed my residual soul!