"Why is this happening?" I asked in surprise.

"I don't know either." Yang Muyun said: "I saw the crazy one in a mental hospital. His behavior seemed to be very afraid of the people around him. The doctor said that he was diagnosed with severe schizophrenia, which means he was completely crazy. I asked the doctor why this happened. They explained that a normal person could be so crazy like this, which is likely to be physiological, that is, the internal brain was damaged and extremely strong stimulation from the outside world. Seeing him, I felt guilty, burdened all the medical expenses, and left him a pension at home."

"Where is that dead person?" I asked.

"It was discovered two days after a crazy person was sent to the hospital. He died in a mountain tunnel. There was an abandoned mountain tunnel. According to the locals, it was built by the Japanese before the liberation and has been abandoned for decades. His body fell at the entrance of the tunnel, and his face turned blue when he found it. The forensic doctor diagnosed it as a myocardial infarction. I feel that he was scared to death." Yang Muyun said.

"Uncle Yang, what do you want to do next?" I already had a vague answer.

Sure enough, he said: "I want to organize more and more experienced people to explore that place again. Liu Yang, I hope you can join this team."

I looked at him.

He patted his thigh and said, "Don't worry, I hired you this time and I will give you a satisfactory price."

I stood up, walked around with crutches, and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Yang, it's not that I don't want to go. Look at me, I can't even walk the right way, why don't you tell Ma Danlong about this?"

"I don't trust him. This person is too weird." Yang Muyun said.

Seeing my situation, Yang Muyun didn't force me anymore, and didn't mention this matter. He just kept me in the villa enthusiastically. Either the businessman was caring about his work. I don't know where he found a master who specialized in treating muscles and bones, and helped me with it every day. Most of the time, Wang Xiaoyu accompanied me and slowly walked in the villa to watch the scenery. The girl was very caring, knowing that I was tired of walking, and she also supported me from time to time.

I felt a little distracted when I smelled the fragrance on her body.

During the chat, she asked me what Uncle Yang had to do, so I carefully told her about it. Of course, I hid the historical background of the Kwantung Army and did not say it. This history was too heavy and too depressing, and I subconsciously didn't tell her.

Wang Xiaoyu became interested and said that her parents were doing business all day, and they didn't care about her, and they were going to be suffocated. She wanted to go with me.

I advised her not to go. I can go there with my legs and feet. Besides, the place is too dangerous and it will be a death. She looked at me, her eyes circling, and suddenly said gently: "You care about me."

I smiled and didn't say anything.

At this time, I hate myself, it’s too disgusting. This may be the inferiority complex formed by life. I subconsciously feel that the relationship between men and women is too dangerous. The more I am moved, the less I dare to promise anything.

I have lived there for about a week. Although this place is good, it is not a home for long-term love. I really can't live there. Every day, I don't say anything about eating and drinking for free, but wherever I go, the reception staff greeted me with a smile and agreed to everything. I am a person who is born to be a cheap person, and I really can't stand the kindness of others to treat me. I feel sorry for it, so I think of finding an opportunity to propose it back.

Just as I was thinking, the opportunity came. My mother called the phone. As soon as I answered it, I felt something was wrong.

My mother's voice was hoarse on the phone: "Yangyang, are you busy, can you come back?"

I asked what was wrong. My mom said tremblingly, "Your dad is hospitalized."

My mind buzzed and I hurriedly asked what was going on. My mother was vague on the phone and just asked me to come back early after finishing the work. I was so anxious that I went to find Yang Muyun with crutches.

After Yang Muyun was diagnosed with terminal illness, he almost closed his door to thank the customer. The group's affairs were left to his two sons and a bunch of vice presidents. He kept in that study all day long, reading and writing articles.

I found him and explained the matter clearly. Yang Muyun immediately arranged someone to buy me a plane ticket and gave me a bank card, saying that if the family urgently needed money, they would take it from the card first.

I quickly declined, I didn't want to take advantage of this. After refusing, Yang Muyun had to give up. He suddenly asked me: "Liu Yang, you have a good relationship with Xiaoyu."

My face was a little red: "Okay, it's pretty good, she's pretty cute."

Yang Muyun laughed: "If you feel good, just grasp it. A good girl won't wait for you."

It made him say that my face turned red and I ran away in panic.

I flew back from Jilin in a hurry, and I took a taxi home as soon as I opened the door. As soon as I opened the door, I saw my dad sitting in a wheelchair with a pale face and a little depressed. My mom was cooking porridge in the kitchen. When she saw me coming back, she wiped her hands and said, "It's pretty fast."

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" I ran to the wheelchair and looked at his increasingly thin face, feeling uncomfortable.

My dad was shaking his wheelchair and opened his mouth to say something, but he never said it, just pointed at my room with his finger.

My mother brought out a pot of porridge and arranged a few more dishes: "Eat first, and then talk about it after you finish."

I grabbed her and said anxiously: "I'm not in the mood to have a meal. What's going on? You are really my real mother. Do you want to be anxious to death?"

My mother pulled me to the kitchen and whispered, "Yangyang, it was okay when you lived at home."

"What does it mean to be a silly?" I frowned.

My mom sighed and whispered, "Your dad has met a ghost."

"What's the matter?" I widened my eyes. Damn, what did you say.

My mother said that my dad, who had never helped the oil bottle fall, had no idea how he came to my house that day after I went on a business trip to Jilin. Seeing that the house was messy, smelly socks, barbells, newspapers and plastic bags were scattered all over the floor, I couldn't see it, so I went to clean it up. Just as he was cleaning up, he saw a ghost.

Right in my room.

It was a female ghost, who seemed to be a shadow, wearing a white mourning uniform, sitting by the bed and looking out the window. My father felt that there was someone, and he was shocked. When he looked carefully, the head of the bed was empty and there was no one. He thought that he might have read it wrong, but he felt a little scared, so he didn't continue to clean up and wanted to leave. At this moment, he saw a woman in white hanging behind the door. He was so scared that he was unstable and fell to the ground.

I was already old, but I fell into a broken bone and sent to the hospital for diagnosis and could not walk for two months. My mother had to borrow a wheelchair from a relative and sat him first.

When I heard that it was a flaw, I put down the stone in my heart. But then I thought, it wasn't right, why did the ghosts appear in my room?

At this time, the door of my room was closed. I pushed it open gently, and it was still so messy inside. The curtains were pulled in broad daylight in the room, and there was no light, and it was indeed a bit gloomy. When I stepped in, I stepped on something under my feet. When I looked down, I saw that there were actually several yellow talismans.

I picked it up and took a look. My mother came over and said that after making trouble for Gong, she went to worship the Great Immortal. The Great Immortal said that the house was not clean and gave a few talismans to suppress evil spirits and exorcise ghosts.

I don't repel this thing. I don't know if it's because of my psychological effect, but I really feel that the temperature in the house is very low and there is an inexplicable sense of strangeness. Except for the years I went to college and worked in another place, I lived here for the rest of my time. I have been there for twenty years and I can't be familiar with it anymore.

Now, I suddenly felt strange. It was indeed a bit evil.

My mother asked me to sleep in the living room tonight. I shook my head and refused, and I wondered who this would be.

I said that, but I still feel a little unsupported. Although I have experienced so many strange things, fear and fear are the physiological reactions of human beings. It is like being hungry when I smell the fragrance, and I can't suppress it at all.

When I was going to bed at night, I opened the door, thought about it and put the flashlight on my hand. I really wanted to have some monsters and monsters, at least I could smash it first.

Lying in bed, I couldn't sleep for a while, so I picked up a book to read. Who knew that as I looked, I became sleepy and couldn't open my eyelids, so I yawned and fell asleep.

I had my mind hidden in my heart, and couldn't sleep well, and had many bizarre nightmares. I vaguely felt someone at the head of the bed, and suddenly woke up. It was pitch black all around and the quilt was cold. I lay on the bed, not daring to move, and my body was stiff.

Maybe it's because I'm sensitive, I do feel that there is something else in the room besides myself.

After a long time, I slowly moved and my neck was a little stiff. I slowly raised my body and looked at the head of the bed. I glanced at me and saw a black shadow standing there. There was still flashing next to me, as if something was glowing.

The light is reflected light, a bit like silver foil. I suddenly thought of paper money. When burning paper in our place, there is a kind of paper money that is stacked into silver ingots.

This scared me and my head was covered with cold sweat.

I slowly touched the flashlight, pushed it hard, and shone it over. The place was empty, with only one clothes rack. It turned out that I had read it wrong. I let out a long sigh, put the pillow on the bed, wiped the sweat, and my heart beat as if I was about to jump out of my cavity.

I was afraid of waking my parents, so I turned off the flashlight and reached to the bedside table to fumble and took the cigarette. At this moment, I suddenly saw three people standing at the base of the wall.

Although they are three vague black shadows, they look very three-dimensional, and they also have the front and back depth of field only when the positions are intertwined. These are just three people.

Although I was so scared that I didn't use a flashlight to illuminate it. To find out what exactly, I had to see what these were.

Although it was very vague, I could still tell that these three people were standing in the shape of a font, one in front and two in the back. The figure in front should be a woman in white clothes, with a slender figure, as if she had long black hair, which was a bit cunning. The two people behind her seemed to be wearing black suits, and were straight.

When I had a fight with my teeth, I suddenly remembered the story of Ma Danlong when he was young. After the widow in his neighbor died, he was led by two people in black suits.

Damn, that's a ghost mess

My heart beats so hard that my breathing is rapid and difficult. Damn, I really won the bid. How could the ghost man run to the woman in front of my room? I want to go down to the ghost soul in the underworld?

These three figures are reflected on the wall, and the effect is a bit like a 3D painting. If you look at it with the straight eyes, the shadows will be very blurred and will not be an object at all. If you don’t take the straight eyes and use the corners of the side to sweep them, the three shadows will become real, with head, body, movements, and even the facial features and expressions.

The two suspected ghosts were walking behind the woman's shadow. The three of them were very close to each other, and they were big and small on the wall, like shadow puppets.
Chapter completed!