The woman arched her back and knelt on the bed, hugging her shoulders with both hands and resting her head on the bed board, shaking like chaff.
Xiaolan put her hand on the door frame and looked at the scene in front of her in surprise.
What's going on?
"Auntie?..." Xiaolan took a few steps closer.
As soon as she heard Xiaolan's voice, the woman suddenly raised her head, turned her head, and looked at her gloomily.
The woman's face was hidden among the disheveled hair. Xiaolan could still distinguish her pale face and dull eyes through the moonlight.
"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Xiaolan asked again, "My name is Linglai..."
Hearing Ling's name, the woman suddenly let out a miserable wail. At the same time, like an agile animal, the woman jumped under the bed, brushed Xiao Lan's shoulder, and rushed towards the living room.
The moment he made contact with the woman's body, a wave of coldness crawled down his arm towards the right half of Xiaolan's body.
So cold.
Squeak—bang!
not good!
Xiaolan hurriedly rubbed her arms and ran to the living room. She saw that the door of the living room was open and the woman was no longer in the room.
"Ling!" Xiaolan shouted Ling's name while changing her shoes, "Ling, wake up! Auntie has run away!"
There was no movement in Ling's bedroom.
Forget it, go chase it yourself first.
Xiaolan put on her shoes and ran towards the corridor. The woman was not in the corridor and must have run away.
There are no stairs here, the elevator stops on the first floor.
Xiaolan punched the elevator button several times. Fortunately, no key card was needed to go downstairs. After a while, Xiaolan was standing in the atrium of the first floor.
"Auntie?..." Xiaolan bundled up her clothes tightly, came to the courtyard, and shouted.
The night has turned a bit white, and morning is approaching.
Not a single soul could be seen in the exquisite and spacious courtyard.
Running so fast?!
The night lights in the courtyard were extinguished one by one. Xiaolan walked around the building but still couldn't find Ling's mother.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard behind the orange tree at the corner.
Xiaolan ran to meet him.
"Aunt!……"
"Ouch! This child!..."
The two collided head-on, and Xiaolan was pushed back by the man and fell to the ground.
The man stood up with a short stick in his hand, picked up something from the ground, dusted it off and put it on his head.
"Who are you calling aunt? Whose child are you from? Why are you going out so late?"
The speaker was a middle-aged man in uniform. The man waved an electric baton in his hand, bent down and pulled Xiaolan up.
"Uncle! Have you seen auntie? Where did auntie go?" Xiaolan asked anxiously.
"What aunt? Which aunt are you looking for?" The man looked at Xiaolan, "Which family are you from? Why haven't I seen you?"
"I...I am a friend of the family in building 405," Xiaolan pointed to the tall building behind her, "The aunt of 405 just ran out without even wearing a coat. I'm going to find her..."
When he heard the three numbers 405, the man's expression changed. He let go of Xiaolan's arm and said, "Auntie... you kid is talking nonsense. You are not from this community. Where did you come from as a naughty kid?"
, get out of here quickly and go back to your own home!"
"I……"
Before Xiaolan could finish her words, the man pushed her back towards the main entrance of the community. She staggered and asked, "Uncle, what happened to 405?"
"Children, think more about something useful, and don't delay the adults' work all day long!" The man pushed Xiaolan angrily, but his eyes glanced towards the fourth floor intentionally or unintentionally, "How worried are your parents if you come out so late?
!This child..."
Xiaolan also looked at the windows on the side of the building. In this cold early morning, before it started to get bright, many people in this building had already turned on their lights.
But the windows on the fourth floor are all dark.
It seems that Ling still hasn't woken up.
I don’t know what Ling would think when she woke up and found that she was missing.
I don’t know if my aunt will come home on time to cook for her.
As they walked, Xiaolan lost sight of the building. The man escorted Xiaolan to the gate of the community and asked Xiaolan to wait at the gate. He walked into the guard booth next to the gate to get it.
Xiaolan thought it would be something like a key or a key card, but she saw a man walking out carrying a gray-green coat.
With a fierce face, the man rudely handed the coat to Xiaolan, then took out a bag of biscuits from his pocket and stuffed it into Xiaolan's arms holding the thick coat.
"You little... go home quickly, and don't wander around in other people's neighborhoods in the future!" The man tugged on her shoulder and pushed her out of the door.
Xiaolan held a bunch of things and said seriously through the door rail, "Uncle, I am really a guest invited by the girl from the 405 family."
The man slammed the iron door and shouted angrily, "Then if you have the ability, ask her family to come out to pick you up! ... If you don't leave, I'm going to beat you!"
Xiaolan stayed away from the reach of the man's electric baton and shouted loudly, "Thank you, uncle!"
"Get out of here!"
Xiaolan hugged her coat and biscuits and ran away along the street.
The woman has disappeared, Ling is still sleeping alone in the bedroom of 405, and now she wants to go to a place where Ling can find herself.
Xiaolan followed the route in memory, bypassed several streets, and found the simple tent in the corner of the park.
Back here, there is another purpose.
If you want to understand the nature of what happened to Ling, you must first know your own identity and what kind of existence you are involved in this matter.
Ling keeps calling herself "Sister Tianshen", is she really a god like Wu Ren?
If that's the case, why would Ling come here to find gods to help her deal with her mother's affairs?
Xiaolan looked around and saw that it was still not bright yet, and there were only a few old people walking leisurely in the park. Xiaolan used her back to open the curtains on both sides of the tent, bent down and got in.
It was pitch dark in the tent. Xiaolan squinted her eyes and vaguely found the position of the chair. She put her coat on the back of the chair and walked around a few times to find the light source.
Searching to no avail.
Xiaolan put her hands on her hips, fumbled to sit on the chair, and began to rummage through the wooden table in front of her.
At this time, there was no light in the crystal ball, and it looked like a big stone. Xiaolan put the biscuits next to the crystal ball, and opened the drawers on both sides of the wooden table.
In the drawers on both sides, there is a booklet on each side. The one in the drawer on the left is thinner, and the one on the right is thicker.
Xiaolan picked up the two booklets, stood up and walked to the tent door. Just as she was about to take a look at the contents of the book under the outdoor light, a strange tickling under her feet attracted her attention.
She took away the book and lowered her head.
A few strands of black hair appeared on the gray floor tiles. The hair squirmed on the ground. A few black hairs curled up, went around Xiaolan's shoe uppers, and tickled her ankles.
Xiaolan looked along the end of her hair and saw that the long black hair had bypassed the edge of her tent and was spreading towards the inside of her tent.
There was a sudden recess on the right side of the tent, as if someone was clinging to the edge of the tent, approaching the door.
Xiaolan held her breath and slowly moved to the right side of the tent.
The depression came around the corner.
Cha——
Something scratched the rough cloth of the tent, and four black and sharp nails appeared on the right side of the tent.
Xiaolan lowered her body and raised her fist.
A pale face came over suddenly.
"Lord God..."
"Hey! Where is the monster!"
Xiaolan punched the smiling white face. Before the owner of that face could finish speaking, he let out a wail, covered his face and fell to the ground.
"Lord God! What are you doing!... No matter how jealous you are of my appearance, you can't do this to me!..."
The man was wearing a snow-white robe, covering his face with one hand and pulling his black hair with the other, sitting on the ground and crying bitterly.
"This... you... who are you?"
The man's movements paused for a few seconds, his eyes appeared from between his fingers, and he asked Xiang Xiaolan in a weird voice, "Master Tianshen?"
"It's me," Xiaolan nodded immediately, "Do you know me?"
The man still covered his face and stood up angrily. His black hair curled back behind Xiaolan's feet as if he had self-awareness.
"Lord God, don't you remember me?" The man's eyes rolled around, as if muttering to himself, "Then I can be reincarnated?"
"Wait! Don't even think about running away!" Xiaolan grabbed the weirdo who was about to turn around and run away, "What about reincarnation? Tell me clearly, or you won't even think about reincarnation. Do you hear me?"
Seeing that the man was still protecting his face while struggling, Xiaolan added, "Otherwise, I'll scratch your face! I'll make you reincarnate as an ugly monster!"
The weight of these words was indeed extraordinary. The weirdo immediately stopped struggling and put on a smiling expression again. He held Xiaolan's small hand with his two cold hands and said, "What are you talking about, Master Tianshen? This is just like my Rong Fa."
Are you going out? I already said when I died that I would definitely complete a hundred meritorious deeds by your side. How could I leave if I don’t finish it? Haha, I was joking with you just now... But you promised
I, Rongfa, will still be an extremely handsome man in my next life..."
Xiaolan raised her eyes to look at this extremely handsome man, snorted disdainfully, and walked into the tent together with Rongfa's support.
"Lord God, I'm here to talk to you about business." Rong Fa pinched his nose and smoothed the hair on his head, "The street in front of me is busy."
Xiaolan sat upright in the chair and asked, "What kind of work are you here for?"
Rong Fa twisted the tail of his hair and said with a look of disgust, "Yeah, there is an ugly man. He is so dirty and smelly. That man drank too much a few days ago and drove home. Go home.
I hit several cars on the road. His home is right there...it's the small restaurant over there. Lord Tenjin, you know, it's at the end of the street. The man hit it all the way home, and finally drove straight away.
The car crashed into the lobby of his restaurant. His wife and children were having dinner in the lobby, and they happened to be hit and killed. Oh, and he himself was also hit and killed by the glass door of his home...
Lord God, you haven’t seen it, but it’s so lively.”
Rong Fa danced and talked about the tragedy, which made it difficult for Xiao Lan to feel any sadness. After he finished speaking, Xiao Lan asked, "So they... didn't leave?"
"Hey, what do you want us to do after we leave...I mean, where is your use?"
In Rongfa's flattering smile, Xiaolan understood her job.
Help the dead and save their souls.
Then Ling and her mother must be related to this matter.
Seeing her in a daze, Rong Fa twisted his body a few times and asked, "Then let's... set off?"
"Ah?" Xiaolan looked at the tent door, thinking that if Ling didn't see her, she would be waiting here, so she nodded and said, "Well, let's go."
Xiaolan had just taken a few steps when she heard Rongfa sneer beside her.
"why are you laughing?"
"Master Tianshen, the book, you forgot the book again," Rong Fa pointed to the white book on the wooden table, "There are three people this time. If you forget to register, you will suffer a big loss... I mean, you have to count early.
, you’d better get out of here as soon as possible, right?”
Xiaolan didn't know what was going on, so she turned around and picked up a booklet, put it under her arm and walked out of the tent.
Rong Fa followed Xiao Lan on tiptoe. It was getting brighter and there were many people doing morning exercises in the park. Xiao Lan glanced at Rong Fa who was looking at himself in the mirror after taking out a mirror from nowhere, and hummed, "
Aren't you afraid of being seen by others when you are dressed like this?"
"Hey, how can those ordinary people like them see me?" Rong Fa flipped up his hair, "Lord God, go left after leaving the park, and then turn left when you reach the end. Those three little ghosts are making trouble... Oh
By the way, you used to go to that restaurant often."
Xiao Lan nodded, trying not to look at Rong Fa behind him, so as not to look too strange in the eyes of passers-by. After turning left and then left, he suddenly saw the restaurant's front that was riddled with holes.
This is a hot pot restaurant. The side facing the street is covered with glass. At this time, the glass is covered with cracks. The glass door has turned into a big hole and debris on the ground. The car should have been pulled away, leaving only a piece of glass.
Messy.
From what Rongfa said, the incident happened a few days ago, so there were no bystanders. Even those who passed by early in the morning would bypass the restaurant and walk on the other side of the long street.
Xiaolan ignored the doubtful looks from several passers-by and quickly ran into the restaurant lobby.
The tables, chairs and the front bar were all turned into pieces. The wine rack at the front desk was dented into a big pit. The wine bottles fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Xiaolan took a few steps closer and saw that the sunken walls and the ground were all dark red.
Bloodstains, and in an instant, Xiaolan seemed to hear the screams of women and children. What were they thinking when the car they were familiar with hit them?
As for that man, did he see clearly the frightened eyes of his wife and daughter? Was he still drunk at that time? Or was he already awake?
Xiaolan shook her head to get rid of the screams echoing in her mind.
Long blood stains dripped along the wall and dragged a trail on the ground.
Xiaolan lowered her head, then raised her head, and turned to look at the atrium of the restaurant.
At some point, a girl appeared there. The girl was holding a bloody rag doll and staring at Xiaolan with red and black eyes.