Zi Jing paused, grabbed the other party's with his other hand in turn, his eyes were fixed on Aunt Zong, full of exploration and pleading: "You know what's going on, don't you tell me?"
"Little River, Little River," Cuiru shouted and chased after her.
"The body is not afraid of the shadow, don't ask more if you shouldn't ask, it's not good for you" The voice was still cold, but it was full of a righteous and awe-inspiring flavor.
Ziqing wanted to ask something, but seeing Cuiru's anxious expression, she suddenly hesitated.
To be honest, she didn't want the original owner's parents to be involved in this strange incident.
And the tone of this plot world is materialistic and atheistic, and it can only be said that the setting of the plot is to create an extraordinary urban fantasy and awesome protagonist.
At this moment, Aunt Yong took advantage of the situation to let go of Ziqing, broke free of Ziqing's hand with her arm, and said to Cuiru: "Seeing that your daughter's face is so bad, I'm afraid that the illness is not completely healed, you need to rest more, don't run around" and turned away.
Cuiru smiled and replied vaguely.
Ziqing was led back to the house by Cuiru like a puppet, and the words that Aunt Yong told her echoed in her mind, "Since you want to know, then I will tell you, if you go, you will definitely die, will you still go?"
A sentence like ice water poured Ziqing through the heart.
Therefore, Aunt Retort must know that there is something strange in her house, and even know more things.
Therefore, Wu Jing is sure that the accident will happen because she was here yesterday, but this does not match the "picture" in the plot Zi Jing thought of the scenes in the later "pictures" in the plot, and gasped in his heart, except for the first and last pictures, the middle pictures have no order at all So what about Xiao Ling, she also came yesterday, how would she think of this, Zi Jing picked up the phone with a trembling hand and dialed Xiao Ling's house.
It was Xiao Ling's mother who answered the phone and said that she was now at school Ziqing thought for a while and said: Auntie, I am Xiaohe, please tell Lingling, I am now in a relapse of my physical condition, so I can't go over When Xiaomu heard Xiaohe, she immediately became enthusiastic.
Ziqing carried the infamy that she might be misunderstood by the other party, but still said her thoughts: Auntie, you must tell Lingling in the past two days, and tell her to be careful in everything and pay more attention to safety If the other party said thank you in the first two sentences, but Zijing turned over and over those two sentences, no matter how good his temper was, he would be displeased.
Hanging up the phone, Ziqing's mood was still up and down, and he always felt that things were not over.
Cuiru only thought that her daughter was sad because of an accident with her classmates, comforted her, and then went to the market to buy vegetables.
Before going out, he saw the landlord passing by outside, and hurriedly stopped and asked her to help keep an eye on his daughter.
Aunt Retort was full of promises, and her eyes swept over the string of wooden wind chimes hanging under the eaves.
Zi Jing quickly adjusted his mentality, and letting himself think and guessing without boundaries is of no use to reality, tragedy has happened, no matter what, only to make himself stronger I practiced a set of boxing techniques in the courtyard, and returned to my room to start meditating and practicing the spiritual heart technique, which was addictive and soon entered the state.
The results have been very great, and the mental strength has basically recovered.
After a long circle, it has been almost a month since I entered this plot world, and the state of my body and mind has returned to the original point.
The day passed quickly.
In the middle of the night, as if he had been pressed on his biological clock, Ziqing woke up on time when the sound of the door opening and closing sounded in the room.
Then, as usual, a series of sounds were heard, as if a man had come in, and then he had gone to bed.
And this kind of movement became clearer and more real as her mental strength recovered, as if everything was happening around her, but she couldn't see it.
Thinking that there might be an invisible person next to him or where he sleeps, Rao is Ziqing is strong psychology is a little hairy.
Zi Jing forced himself to close his eyes, run the spiritual heart technique, and then resist the cold aura that followed.
"Creek, creek, save me, save me" "Xiaohe, I'm so cold, so cold" Zi Jing was cultivating the Spiritual Heart Technique, and was awakened again by one faint cry after another.
It was Wu Jing's voice She was still lying on the bed, feeling it carefully, and was sure that the sound was not her hallucination, but the real effect of her mental power.
It's like the sound of doors opening and closing in the middle of the night.
Wu Jing had already hanged herself, Xiao Ling personally called her to tell her, and she was going to call her to go with Wu Jing for the last ride, but she was stopped by the landlord Aunt Yong.
Zijing didn't regret that he couldn't send the original owner's good friend on the last ride, but that he felt that if he didn't unravel the truth here for a day, the "pictures" in the plot would continue to happen.
Wu Jing is dead, and now he can "hear" her voice, and there is only one explanation.
I can communicate with spirits Zijing had no fear in her heart, since she came here, there must be a reason.
Either she knew that this was the source of harm to her, or she wanted to say goodbye to her former good sisters, no matter what the reason, Ziqing couldn't stay out of it.
Ziqing opened his eyes and looked around, and the moonlight came in through the window, sprinkling the snow white on the ground.
The faint voice did not disappear, but became more real, like a cry in her ear.
Ziqing tilted his head slightly to the left, his eyes searched in the dark, and said softly: "Jing'er, I heard your voice, can you tell me how you died, how can I help you" Gradually, Ziqing saw a phantom gradually emerging next to the bed, and the phantom seemed to be very happy, and suddenly fell on Ziqing's body, but because it was just a phantom, it passed directly through Ziqing's body.
"Xiaohe, you, you can really hear my voice you, aren't you afraid of me, me" Although Wu Jing didn't hug Ziqing, she was still very excited.
When she experienced the infinite pain before her NDE, she found her soul floating out of her shell, and for a moment, she felt as if she had lost all of her most important things, her body.
But she couldn't go back, she watched her body being cremated, she wanted to say sorry to her parents, she wanted to tell her good friends that she was lonely, but they couldn't hear her, let alone see her.
And as she left her body for longer, she felt that her soul became weaker and colder, and she wanted to find Xiaohe, but her soul was about to drift away.
At this time, there was a pulling force in her soul, and she was involuntarily brought here by that mysterious force, but unexpectedly, it was here in Xiaohe t1706231537: