I blinked hard and then asked: "What happened?"
Huang Jia helped me wipe my hair and asked, "Don't you remember?"
I thought about it, but unfortunately my mind went blank: "I don't remember."
Looking at the bath towel wrapped around me, something seemed to flash by, too fast to catch.
I frowned slightly, feeling like I had forgotten something.
"Wow, why did your amnesia become more serious?
Oh no, you won't know us at all before Oppa comes back, right?"
Huang Jia rambled, unknowingly revealing shocking words.
"What" Have you lost your memory?
I looked up at Huang Jia: "You said I have lost my memory."
"Ah" Huang Jia was stunned for a moment, then touched my hair quickly, with a bit of force, which made my scalp numb.
I frowned slightly and held her erratic wrist.
"Speak clearly."
My eyes were intense, and Huang Jia smiled and hit my shoulder.
"Oh, I was just talking nonsense.
Ning Huan, are you okay?
You don't have any amnesia."
I narrowed my eyes: "You just said you can't wait for Brother Song Li to come back.
Is it just an excuse for Brother Song Li to find friends this time?
He went there because of me."
"Hehehe, what are you talking about?
I don't understand it at all."
Huang Jia's eyes rolled around, and he looked clearly dodging.
I saw it in my eyes and became more convinced about this guess.
But why?
There's nothing wrong with my body, except for memory loss After a pause, I asked Huang Jia: "Have I often suffered from memory loss recently?"
Huang Jia hesitated: "This" "To be honest, don't deal with me."
Seeing that she seemed ready to slap her again, I glared at her and said, "You have to know that I hold grudges very much.
When Brother Song Li comes back, all he wants is for me to say something nice in front of him.
What follows?
Then you can go on the road with him legitimately, instead of practicing alone in the Taomu Sword."
Huang Jia suddenly became anxious: "Oh, I said, I said it's not okay?"
I looked at her quietly, waiting for the next step.
Huang Jia bit her lip, struggled for a moment and said: "Oppa Song said that you have been forgetting things recently.
He also asked Xiaoba, and Xiaoba confirmed that you have been forgetful several times.
What happened next to what you saw and did a second ago?
Forget it all for a moment.”
There was such a thing I frowned as I thought about it.
Unfortunately, I have no impression at all.
But if you think about it carefully, there are indeed several places where time is blank in your memory, as if no one has ever stopped.
But this is impossible.
It's more like it was artificially erased.
"Oppa Song was very worried about you, so he decided to find someone to treat your illness." sick I was a little unhappy: "I'm not sick of anything."
Huang Jia knew that he said the wrong thing and shut up.
I was angry for a while, then raised my eyebrows and said, "In that case, who is the friend that Brother Song Li is looking for?
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How can we be sure that that person can cure my amnesia?"
According to the number of days given by Song Li, it is impossible to find the Taoist master who has been wandering around.
Then who will he find?
Is it a master in the same industry or some other acquaintance?
Over the past year, Song Li and I have become familiar with each other.
It was only then that I realized that I didn't know Song Li as well as I thought.
He went to find someone I didn't know without telling me, and he also asked Huang Jia to hide my glance at Huang Jia.
I'm afraid it's not just concealment, Huang Jia's role is more of supervision than companionship.
Song Li was afraid that I would be too forgetful.
Something will happen eventually "I can't talk about the person Song Oppa is looking for.
Oh, Ning Huan, please don't force me."
Huang Jia was very embarrassed.
Tossing his hair manically, "I promised Oppa Song that I can't say anything."
That said, I know that person. who is it The person who can help me, Song Li, has no reason to hide his identity.
It doesn't make sense, things are more complicated than I thought.
Finding someone was more complicated than expected.
Song Li's return was delayed again and again.
Huang Jia and I didn't dare to stay too far away and had to live in the city.
That night, a scream came from the hotel room.
Huang Jia, who was applying the facial mask, was so shocked that the entire cream mask cracked and she screamed: "What's wrong?
What's wrong?"
I rolled my eyes in disgust.
I was worthless.
As a ghost, I was countless times more advanced than ordinary ghosts, but I was still so cowardly.
It would be really embarrassing for Song Li to tell him.
Speaking of which, when will that guy Song Li come back?
It was said to be three days, and now it's been a week.
Huang Jia suddenly came closer and whispered in my ear: "Wow, Ning Huan, aren't you scared at all?
Didn't you hear the shrill scream outside?
Aren't you curious?
What happened outside?"
One question after another, like a hundred thousand whys.
I glanced at her sideways.
This gossip-loving woman had actually kept the news tight-lipped in the past few days.
No matter how much I tried to coerce and induce her, she refused to reveal who the person Song Li was looking for was.
If you don't speak when you should speak, why are you chattering now?
"What are you afraid of?
Don't be curious.
It doesn't matter what happens outside."
I lay down lazily on the soft bed, my whole body sunk in it, and I felt sleepy gradually coming over me.
Huang Jia kept harassing me: "Hey, it's only nine o'clock in the evening.
It's too late for you to go to bed so early.
Are you a young man?
There is no nightlife at all."
"Get up, Ning Huan, come with me outside to see what's going on.
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I really want to see it."
"I guess the husband and wife were quarreling.
Could it be that the first wife caught her in bed?
This is a big drama.
We can't miss it."
Blah blah blah.
The devilish sound reaches my ears, which makes me very annoyed.
Finally, under her constant bombardment, I stood upright and stared at her messy hair irritably, and glared at her with angry eyes: "You are a hateful woman."
Huang Jia was overcome by curiosity and worry at this time, and was not hurt by my anger at all.
She pulled me out and said, "Let's go, go out and see what's going on."
"What can I say?
I want to sleep," I protested angrily.
It was Huang Jia's turn to roll his eyes: "Please, you have been clearing out two or three brats every day these past few days.
When will you not be sleeping in the next few days?
You sleep so much every day, be careful to become a fat pig." "" I gritted my teeth and said, "You cursed me."
"No."
Huang Jia floated to the door and shushed me.
He put his ear tightly against the door and listened.
"Yes, there are women's voices and men's voices.
There are more than one.
Hey, is today a good day to catch someone in bed?
So many first wives are out together?
Well, I can't hear what they are saying.
That Ning Huan."
Huang Jiacai was about to turn around, so I took the opportunity to step over and open the door, then threw it back.
Huang Jia's exclamation was blocked behind him.
It was exactly as she said outside.
Several men and women came out and gathered in the corridor to talk.
Judging from the pajamas they were wearing, they were almost all tenants on the same floor.
They were probably attracted by the cry.
Is there really a mistress and a first wife in it?
I couldn't help but look at them, and when I noticed that my thoughts were being led away by Huang Jia, I quickly came to my senses and saw a dark figure slipping through the crowd.
I was startled, that was a kid Flexible body shape.
He moves quickly, this is no ordinary kid.
Could it be related to the cry just now?
I walked towards the crowd.
While acting casually, he listened to the people's comments.
"Did you hear it?
It came from room 707."
"It's scary, what happened?"
"You didn't know it was a 707" “What’s wrong with 707?”
"707 is the legendary evil room.
It is said that someone died in it."
"Oh my god" Discussions continued and gossip flew.
But this did not prevent me from capturing important information in room 707.
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The screams must be related to Room 707.
The black shadow seemed to be on the 7th floor, but it seemed a little difficult for me to enter this supposedly ominous room in front of everyone.
As a last resort.
I just casually passed by the door and glanced quickly.
Door.
Nothing unusual.
There's nothing ghostly about it either.
However, some ghost objects are powerful and intelligent, and they may be able to hide their ghost energy.
There are many highly intelligent humans these days, and there are also many highly intelligent ghosts.
You can't see anything through the door, it would be nice if you could go in and take a look.
I hoped in my heart.
After a few minutes, the manager and management staff who got the news came out and explained patiently to the anxious and frightened tenants: "I'm sorry, we will handle this matter as soon as possible.
Please go back to your respective rooms first." ” "Does your hotel know that someone died in this 707?
Even though you knew it and didn't seal the room, you still dare to rent it to us.
What do you want?"
The manager and management staff quickly appeased everyone.
While the crowd was relatively focused, I hid sideways at the door of 707.
I stretched out my hand and turned the handle slightly.
With a click, the door opened.
Half of the curtains in the room were opened, and the other half blocked the sunlight, forming two opposite sides of darkness and light.
When I walked in, I saw a pair of feet dangling in the air, black hair, a white skirt, and bright red nail polish on my feet and hands.
In the intersection of light and darkness, it was as shocking as blood.
Is this a human or a ghost?
The moment I entered, I identified him through the thick rope around his neck.
It seems that this is a tenant who hanged himself.
That cry just now came from her Creaking, the hanging feet suddenly swayed twice.
My expression moved, was it the wind?
No, no, no matter how strong the summer wind is, it is not enough to blow an adult, not to mention that the body of a dead person will be heavier than a living person.
The curtains flew up, black hair flew in the wind, and the corpse in the dark and light area suddenly raised its head, revealing an extremely ferocious face.
Her face was distorted, and the most conspicuous thing about her face was her confession.
A large tongue several inches long on the outside.
It was bright red, as bright as blood, as if it had just sucked in fresh blood.
I was startled, and my feet moved slightly.
Before I could think of how to respond, I heard an earth-shattering shout from the door: "Oh my God, my God, damn, it's dead.
Someone hanged himself on the 707."
One person shouted, then another, and soon the news spread throughout the hotel.
I waited on the spot for the relevant personnel to arrive.
During this period, the body did not move at all.
It was quiet, the occasional shaking had stopped, and it became a terrifying but ordinary corpse without moving.
It seemed that the scene when I looked up just now was just an illusion.
The police took a statement, and since I was the first witness, I was asked a lot of questions.
The policeman's facial features were very similar to Han Wu's.
Looking at his face, I remembered Han Wu's unkindness and difficulty towards me.
By the way, Han Wu was also in the hospital where Li Lin was staying.
There must have been something unusual when I went over to visit, but luckily the guy didn't tell me anything.
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Humph, the people's police are still serving the people.
I am also a people.
Why don't I see him caring so much for me and even hating me?
Although my words were cooperative, my expression was also very cold.
The policeman seemed to have noticed something and looked at me with raised eyebrows, but I was calm and he couldn't say anything.
In the end, he just compiled his confession and said to me: "If you think of anything, you are welcome to add it."
What to add, I never want to see a police officer in my life.
Although I felt unhappy, I still agreed.
When I walked out, I looked back and saw a forensic doctor and police officers carefully untying the body from the rope and gently placing it on the ground.
The forensic doctor began to examine the body, and suddenly he seemed to see a pair of blood-red eyes under the long black hair, staring at me fiercely.
I frowned and thought for a while that I would avoid the limelight for the time being.
I have no connection with the police, and except for Li Lin, I don’t get along with anyone else.
Now that you are the number one witness, you will inevitably have more contact with the police.
I'm still very resistant.
When I think of Han Wu, I just want to grab someone and give him a good beating without caring about him.
Back in the room, Huang Jia couldn't help but floated up and asked: "Ning Huan, Ning Huan, how are you doing?
I heard that 707 really died."
"Yeah."
I kicked off my slippers, jumped on the bed, took out my phone and started checking.
Huang Jia wanted to go out and see for herself, but was afraid, so she reluctantly moved to the side and looked at my phone: "Hey, what are you checking?"
"The hanged devil."
The background color of the web page is dark, and there are thick red characters on it that look like splashed paint, which describe various ways for a hanged ghost to become a powerful ghost.
Sliding all the way down, his eyes stopped at a certain place.
At two o'clock in the morning, she was wrapped in a white dress, her fingernails were covered with red, and she had a piece of old cotton in her mouth.
This description was very similar to what I saw, and I couldn't help but frown.
It’s strange that the tenant of 707 committed suicide last night.
Where did the scream just come from?
"Hey Ning Huan, what are you thinking about?"
I came back to my senses and looked at her: "Huang Jia, your skills have improved a lot after practicing.
Try to see if you can detect the ghosts around here. 707's tenant hanged himself.
After turning into a ghost, he will definitely still be wandering around."
"Ah."
Huang Jia was stunned for a moment, and soon she felt something when I closed her eyes.
After a few minutes, her brows kept twitching, and I asked nervously: "How do you feel it?"
Huang Jia opened his eyes, pointed in one direction and said: "I feel it, over here":