"Okay! It's my turn next!" The college student enthusiastically told a story about a ghost knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Although it was vulgar, because the boy was very eloquent, it sounded very scary.

When it was Meng Jiu's turn, he cut off the story about the boy sitting in battle, changed the face, and modified the characters, and turned it into an adventure novel. Suddenly, the white tiger came down, and the two people were stunned. For a long time, the college student

Cai said: "Oh my God, you write novels, right?"

Meng Jiu laughed and said nothing, but Du Yiyu sneered: "He is talking about storytelling."

Meng Jiu blinked and said with a smile: "Why, you are not satisfied with the happy ending of the master and the heroine inside?"

Du Yiyu snorted and continued to read the magazine, while Meng Jiu smiled and said: "Stop reading, you can also tell me something."

"Not interested in."

"Then let me continue talking about the happy life of the magician and the heroine."

Du Yiyu let out a long sigh, looked at Meng Jiu, and said one by one: "Why don't you understand what 'disturbing people' means?"

Meng Jiu said seriously: "Because I deeply understand that a person must be included in society to live a good life. So I can't bear to see you continue to be lonely."

Du Yiyu stared at Meng Jiu, not knowing whether he thought Meng Jiu's words made sense or wanted to get rid of the trouble quickly. He finally put down the magazine and said: "There used to be a saying that corpses cannot lie face down. Otherwise, the soul cannot be removed from the corpse.

Soaring away. When such a corpse is burned, the screams of the soul will be heard."

"How come I haven't heard of it?" Meng Jiu said: "It's fresh, fresh, go on."

"That's it." Du Yiyu said calmly and picked up the magazine again.

Meng Jiu exaggeratedly turned over and fell on the berth, beating his chest and shouting: "Oh my God, how could I know such a boring person?"

The man surnamed Niu next to him suddenly said: "Is such a thing really possible?"

"What?" Meng Jiu sat up, Niu's face looked strange for some reason: "When a corpse is burned, does the soul scream?"

Meng Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Have you seen it?"

"No, no!" Niu quickly denied, but his expression was extremely unnatural.

"Really not?" Meng Jiu asked.

"Didn't he tell you? Let's continue telling the story." The college student urged with undiminished interest. The man named Niu quickly took the opportunity to change the topic and told another hellish story. At the end of the story, the college student subconsciously moved to

Meng Jiu seemed to be very afraid that the man named Niu would scare him again. Fortunately, this was not a scare story. But then, the man surnamed Niu started talking about two different dimensions: alien space and the sixth sense.

Things mentioned in the movie - the existence of ghosts and human perception of ghosts.

"I think the theory in the alien space is very reasonable. Heck, it's actually a mental problem. But this situation is also the most troublesome, because unless your mental problem is solved, no one can help you. Even if you know

Those are all fake, and you can never escape that horrible hell. However, this does not mean that ghosts do not exist. Just like the appearance of the female ghost at the end of the alien space, and the explanation of ghosts in The Sixth Sense, ghosts should be

It exists. However, our current scientific understanding cannot fully explain the existence of this abnormal state. The best explanation is that the residual brain waves affect the brains of normal people, causing them to see ghosts."

After saying this, the hairs all over the college student's body stood up, and he murmured, "No more, no more, it's so hairy."

The man surnamed Niu rolled his eyes and took out a Bagua mirror: "Have you seen this?"

"Bagua mirror?" Meng Jiu brought it over curiously. Niu nodded, but suddenly said: "Don't touch the mirror! This is a lighted mirror. It won't work if you touch the mirror."

"Ah?" Meng Jiu looked at the man named Niu in surprise: "Have you been cheated?"

"Impossible!" Niu said seriously, "Do you know who gave it to me?"

"Who?"

"It's that friend from Meicun. And this mirror was given to him by the old Taoist. He said it was fate and asked him to get rid of the evil spirits on his body."

"Wow, is that a real guy?" As soon as the college student said the words, Meng Jiu couldn't help but secretly smile - that guy kept saying that he didn't believe that Mei Village was true, but in the end he didn't believe it in his heart? Sure enough,

, those who like to hear ghost stories are more likely to believe these stories (although most of them are false...) "Of course! It's a pity that I have always been immune to evil, so I haven't seen anything weird so far.

Phenomenon."

"Are there any weird phenomena?" the college student asked.

"Of course, if a ghost comes within 2 meters of us, this mirror will light up and keep the ghost away."

The college student opened his eyes wide and looked at the mirror. He couldn't help but take it over and read it carefully, with a hint of envy in his eyes. Meng Jiu lost interest and turned to flip through the newspaper. Seeing this, the man named Niu saw this

Due to the situation, all the enthusiasm was immediately transferred to the college students. He kept introducing the legend and function of this mirror.

The more Meng Jiu looked at it, the more something was wrong. How could this Niu man be so similar to what he said and did when he was doing fake spells to defraud corrupt officials of their money?

Meng Jiu thought about it, but the two people over there became enthusiastic. After Niu said that people who tell ghost stories are easy to get close to ghosts, the college students kept asking where they could buy useful amulets. Niu first

He said that he would go to the temple to pray, but the college student sneered at the 10 yuan consecration pendant. Then the man surnamed Niu suggested that he buy a jade pendant and have it consecrated by a master, but he couldn't tell where the so-called master was. Finally,

The man surnamed Niu finally said: "I don't think it's possible. You might as well go to the second-hand antique market and have a look."

"Ah? How could it be there?"

"Maybe there is. For example, my Bagua mirror, I plan to sell it to Panjiayuan in Beijing this time."

The college student looked at the man named Niu in surprise and said anxiously: "How can this be sold?"

"Ahem, didn't I tell you before? I'm immune to all evil, so it's useless to keep it. I might as well sell it to make some money."

The college student rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Uncle, why don't you sell this to me?"

The man surnamed Niu was stunned, and quickly waved his hand and said: "That can't be done. This is the last time I want to sell it as an antique. You can't afford the price."

"How many?"

"It's only three to four thousand, right? If you meet someone who knows the goods, you might be able to sell it for tens of thousands."

The college student took a breath, was stunned for a while, and then retreated. But this time, the man surnamed Niu said again: "But I heard that Panjiayuan's management is very strict recently. You are from Beijing, do you know where this kind of thing can be found?"

Is it the second-hand market? If it doesn’t work, it would be easier to sell it at a lower price.”

When the college student heard that there was room for improvement, he quickly said anxiously: "Uncle, why don't you sell it to me? Although there are many second-hand markets in Beijing, those who do business will lower the price. So, if I pay two thousand, will it be successful?

"

"Here, what are you talking about? We are on the same road, how can I be embarrassed to do business with you?" The man named Niu refused, and the college student quickly said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as the price is right for you."

"Then let's do this, two thousand and eighty. I see that you are a student, so you don't want much."

At this time, Meng Jiu simply admired this man surnamed Niu. He deceived people and had to do some tricks to make some weird sounds and lights. He could get the mistress with just one mouth and a few ghost stories.

Qian...who knows how many of these imitation Bagua mirrors he has in his bag. But this guy is too unethical as a liar, right? He actually catches whoever he is cheating on?

Meng Jiu couldn't stand it anymore, so he patted Du Yiyu. He knew that this guy must have noticed it, but he was so angry that he didn't say a word. As expected, Du Yiyu sighed and gave Meng Jiu, "You are really troublesome."

With a look in his eyes, he took out his police ID card from his body and placed it casually on the table, just enough for the man named Niu to see it.

As expected, the effect was immediate. The man surnamed Niu was stunned, and tiny beads of sweat were immediately visible on his forehead. He rolled his eyes, glanced at Meng Jiu and Du Yiyu, and swallowed without realizing it.

The college student had already taken out his wallet and said sheepishly: "I only have one thousand and fifty, but it doesn't matter. My mother will definitely pick me up at the station and give you the rest then."

"No, no," Niu looked at the one thousand and fifty he had received but didn't dare to take a single ticket. It was such a pity that he finally met such a silly boy and he actually got one thousand and fifty!

"Ah? Why don't you use it?" The college student's attention was all on the Bagua Mirror. He didn't see Du Yiyu's police card at all, and of course he didn't know that he had been deceived.

The situation that the man named Niu was in immediately became a difficult situation. Ever since he changed his mind and said he would not sell, the college student began to accuse him of not keeping his words and at the same time insisting on him. The more he refused to sell, the more the college student felt that he was not willing to sell.

It was a real thing, and he even took the initiative to increase the price to 4,000. When he was tired of talking, he really wanted to tell him that it was a fake, but how dare he do it in front of a policeman. In the end, he finally had an idea and came up with something.

He excused himself and gave the Bagua Mirror to the college student, pretending to be relaxed and smiling: "I won't bother you anymore, I'll give you this mirror."

"ah?"

"To tell you the truth, this mirror has not been consecrated at all, and it is not an antique. It is just a fake brass mirror, not worth much money."

"No, what's going on?" The college student was a little stupid.

"Ahem, I see you're serious, I'm just teasing you. If I really sell you, I won't be a liar anymore."

"Holy shit!" The college student immediately jumped up with an insulted look on his face. He pointed at the person named Niu and started scolding him. However, the person named Niu didn't dare to talk back and just smiled bitterly and apologized. Finally, Du Yiyu probably felt that this place was too

After arguing, he put away his police badge and took the magazine to the dining car. Meng Jiu was left lying on his bed in a funny manner, leisurely opening the newspaper and getting ready to sleep.

The man surnamed Niu finally breathed a sigh of relief, pretended to smoke and walked away angrily.

On the way back, the college student never looked down upon Niu, and the Niu was much more honest. In the middle of the night, Niu secretly took his bag and went out for a walk, but when he came back, he had nothing in his hand.

Although Meng Jiu saw it and knew that he was going to destroy the evidence, Du Yiyu didn't care and he didn't bother to care.

As soon as the train arrived at the station, the college student was the first to jump off the upper bunk with his luggage, bumped Niu's shoulder, and walked away angrily. Niu also wanted to leave immediately, but Meng Jiu suddenly slapped him

Pat him on the shoulder.

The man surnamed Niu quickly turned around, bowed his head and said: "Comrade police, comrade police, you saw it, I was just teasing that kid, not trying to defraud him of money."

Probably because he had already dealt with the bag of Bagua Mirror, he became bolder and pointed out the topic without hesitation. Meng Jiu sighed secretly, but couldn't help but mind his own business. He smiled slightly and took out

He gave a business card to the man named Niu and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not a policeman."

"Ah?" The man surnamed Niu was stunned for a moment, and then he was stunned again after taking the business card - the corpse painter?

Meng Jiu picked up the Bagua mirror placed on the table by the man named Niu, tapped the mirror and said: "I just want to remind you that your hall is dark, your soul is frivolous, your eyes are gray and yellow, and you are full of yang energy. These are all evil spirits.

As for the symptoms of invasion, you may have encountered something evil before, right? And the screams you mentioned when burning the dead, it’s best not to go back there again.”
Chapter completed!