"It's not interesting, I'm just asking.
I was playing on my phone and didn't listen carefully to the ghost story you told me last night."
Wang Jian pretended to be embarrassed, the amusement on his face fleeting.
Ying Lanlan's expression changed, and she said coldly: "I told you, that was a real supernatural event.
Don't read it as a ghost story.
My father told me this personally."
Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be wrong, Zhang Lin quickly said: "Oh, Ajian was just quick to speak and said the wrong thing.
Lanlan, don't be angry."
Monkey also said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, Ajian is just a quick talker.
We have been classmates for so long, don't you know him well?"
"I'm not angry."
Ying Lanlan stared at Wang Jian closely and said word by word: "Do you want me to tell you about the tragedy that happened thirty years ago?"
Wang Jian smiled, scratched his head and pretended to be embarrassed: "Then just say it again, and I will listen carefully this time."
"No, it's so scary.
Jian, you must have done it on purpose.
Now that I think about it, I still feel hairy all over my body."
Zhang Lin pouted and said unhappily.
The monkey laughed: "There's nothing to be afraid of.
It's a bit strange that Lan Lan's father will have a high fever on December 11th every year.
What do you think?"
Wang Jian echoed: "Yes, yes, by the way, did your father really have a fever last night?"
Ying Lanlan didn't speak.
At this time, her face looked a little pale and slightly strange.
"Lan Lan, what's wrong with you?
Are you uncomfortable with your expression?"
Zhang Lin said worriedly.
The corners of Ying Lanlan's mouth turned up slightly, and she shook her head: "I'm fine.
Last night my dad had the worst fever he had in so many years.
He almost died.
He said he saw Sister Qian's soul.
Standing in front of him and looking at him, holding a pair of scissors and threatening to kill him, Sister-in-law Qian said she would not let him go, I was so scared."
As she spoke, Ying Lanlan's voice trembled, and she covered her head.
His face was sullen and his body was trembling slightly.
Suddenly, both Hou Hou and Zhang Lin turned pale with fright, and couldn't help but shudder.
The expression on Wang Jian's face did not change at all.
He stared at Ying Lanlan's face closely.
Slowly, his eyes looked through Ying Lanlan's hands covering her face.
In an instant, Wang Jian felt evil in his heart.
Han, it turns out that Ying Lanlan's face has turned into Qian's sister-in-law's face at this time, but Zhang Lin and Monkey can't see it.
Sure enough, his guess was correct.
Wang Jian slowly took out the whipping ruler and murmured to himself.
At the entrance of Jiangnan First People's Hospital, a middle-aged man with a somewhat pale face walked out of the hospital.
The man was Ying Lanlan's father, Ying Jingquan.
He stamped his feet and shrank, as if he couldn't stand the cold. weather.
Small snowflakes were still falling, the road was a little wet at this time, and the trees on the roadside were covered with a light layer of silver.
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"Hey" Ying Jingquan sighed and walked towards the street.
He had just walked to the gate of a community in the southern district of the city when he saw a fat Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe walking towards him.
The fat Taoist priest looked to be in his fifties or sixties.
He had a mustache and was holding a hand.
Holding a small flag, the words on the flag are: fortune-telling, luck-telling, disaster relief, and evil spirits.
The fat Taoist priest walked directly in front of Ying Jingquan.
He looked at Ying Jingquan and said calmly: "It's such a heavy Yin energy."
Ying Jingquan was startled, and then she classified the Taoist priest in front of her as a street liar.
He said calmly: "I don't have any money, don't try to influence me."
The fat Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "You think I am a liar?"
"What do you think?"
Ying Jingquan wanted to laugh a little.
This was the first time she had seen such a shameless liar, and he even asked others if they thought he was a liar.
"Let me tell you, I'm not a liar."
A hint of joking flashed across the face of the fat Taoist priest.
Ying Jingquan said with a gloomy face: "Boring."
After saying that, she was about to leave.
Looking at Ying Jingquan's back, the fat Taoist grinned and said, "The yin energy is so strong.
There are evil ghosts around you, you know?
Are you still yourself?"
Suddenly, Ying Jingquan stopped and slowly turned his head.
He looked at the fat Taoist priest with a ferocious face and said, "Don't look for trouble.
I don't understand what you are saying at all.
I'm telling you."
"If you are harassing me, I will call the police and accuse you of promoting superstition."
"Hahaha" the fat Taoist priest sneered: "This is the first time that I, Jing Tangyu, have encountered a fierce ghost like you.
I have lived for so many years in the body of a living person.
Although your body is growing, don't forget , your soul will always stay in the state it was when you died."
After saying that, the fat Taoist priest moved, he took out a talisman from his arms and threw it straight towards Ying Jingquan.
Ying Jingquan dodged and dodged.
At this time, his face turned a strange blue color, his body trembled violently, and he yelled: "That's enough, I've had enough.
You can't blame me for everything."
It's not my fault for thirty years, she The resentful spirit has been following me, and even attached to my daughter's body.
Has she considered my feelings?
Can't I see it?
I can see ghosts even after I die."
Ying Jingquan's voice was loud, okay There was no one on the road, so no one paid attention here.
Ying Jingquan slowly squatted down, covering his head with a painful expression on his face.
"Speak out, don't hold it in your heart.
You have lived in this body for so many years.
I will let you go.
Tell me what happened.
Maybe I can help you."
Jingtang Jade said calmly.
Ying Jingquan said with pain on her face: "Thirty years ago, my family lived in Chengnan District.
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My name is Zhuang Yu, and my father's name is Zhuang Yatian.
But when I was six years old, he was electrocuted and died.
My mother is a Tailor, she opened a tailor shop, relying on I made clothes for others to earn some money to support the family and support my education.
My mother was only thirty years old at the time, and she was ranked first in the neighborhood in terms of appearance.
Many single men came to her and asked her to remarry.
But she didn’t agree.”
"You're talking about the tragedy at the tailor shop in Chengnan District thirty years ago."
"You know?"
A trace of doubt flashed across Ying Jing's face.
"Of course I know."
The fat Taoist nodded: "I also know some inside stories."
Seeing Ying Jingquan's face full of disbelief, the fat Taoist priest continued: "Thirty years ago, my master went to Chengnan District, and he was the one who sealed the resentful ghost in the tailor shop.
At that time, I also I was there, but I was just twenty years old at the time.”
"So it seems you know everything.
Then I have nothing to say."
Ying Jingquan shook her head
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