So, this little child refers to nothing more than my sister.
In the past, no matter how loud my sister was at home, Master couldn't hear her, and only I could hear her.
But why did Master hear what sister just said?
Master glanced around my room, scratched his head and said, "I made a breakthrough in the past two days, that is, starting from the past two days, I seem to often hear the laughter and voices of children at home. Listen to the voices,
It's a little girl's voice."
He looked into my eyes as he spoke.
I felt guilty, so I changed the subject and said, "Master, isn't level nine the highest level for a ghost hunter? How can you still break through?"
The master glared at me: "You know a hammer, but your knowledge is boundless."
I quickly smiled and said: "Then what level of ghost hunter are you now?"
The master said calmly: "Anyway, it's a height you can't reach now. Did you really not hear the little girl talking?"
I shook my head and said, "Really not."
The master scratched his head again: "Is it possible that I had a mental problem after I broke through? The little girl's voice was intermittent. Sometimes I could hear it, but sometimes I couldn't.
When you came back last night, I was actually awake. But I fell asleep again soon. Around five o'clock in the morning, in a daze, I heard a little girl laughing in the living room. I went to the living room and turned on the TV.
Although it was closed, I touched it and it was warm."
I pretended to be surprised and said: "Master, is it possible that there is a ghost in our house?"
The master glared at me: "I'm making trouble, uncle. I'm a ghost hunter. Do ghosts dare to come to my house?"
I whispered: "Don't forget that He Ya from the Supernatural Bureau entered my house quietly before."
I told Master before that He Ya came to my house and attacked me.
Master was in a hurry to play mahjong and asked me to solve the problem myself.
He also said that if I couldn't beat him, he would go to the Supernatural Bureau to ask Qian Zijian directly for an explanation.
But I didn’t mention it later, after all, He Ya had been killed by me.
The master blew his beard and stared: "He is a human being, not a ghost!
I won’t say any more, I’m going to suppress my mental power to see if there is something wrong with my mental power, and I’ve become a little nervous..."
Immediately, Master left my room and closed my door.
I was about to let my sister come out when Master suddenly opened the door of my room and stretched his head.
I noticed that his hand was still firmly grasping my door handle.
I said weakly: "Master, what's wrong?"
His eyes glanced around my room again: "If it's not because of my mental problem, then you should be careful in case there is really something really dirty hidden in your room."
After saying that, he closed the door.
I waited for five or six minutes, then got up and locked the door.
Then, I whispered: "Sister."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared on the ceiling.
It was my sister. She was lying on the ceiling upside down and said with disbelief: "Can the bald head see and hear my voice?"
Big Bald is the nickname she gave my master. She even often calls my Master Big Bald in front of me.
I made a shushing gesture, telling her to keep her voice down.
My sister fell directly and fell on my bed.
She beeped in a low voice: "What's going on with your master? He can actually hear my voice after his breakthrough. This means that his breakthrough should be his mental power. After his mental power is strong, he may be able to sense my existence."
I didn't say anything, I felt a little excited.
Since Master can hear my sister's voice, it means that my sister is real.
This also directly solved a problem that had been bothering me for a long time.
That is: Does my family exist?
Although I have always firmly believed that my family exists, sometimes I have random thoughts. For a long time, I even doubted whether my family was just a figment of my imagination.
During that time, I was really in pain.
My sister stretched out her hand and gave me a slap: "Why are you laughing?"
I covered my head and said, "Damn it, your actions are getting more and more disrespectful."
She chuckled and said, "You don't know your blessings even though you are in the midst of blessings. You have a sister who bullies you, so you can just enjoy it secretly."
My sister's words made my heart tremble.
Although my sister died when I was five years old.
But in these years, apart from my master, the person who has been by my side the longest is my sister.
I often think that if my sister had not died, she would be in her junior or senior year of college, or would have taken the postgraduate entrance examination.
Of course, if my sister does not get good grades, she may enter society early and be severely beaten.
I stood up, opened the drawer, and took out a coin-sized round framed photo from the bottom of the drawer.
This photo was given to me by Dr. Lin Qianlin from the "Dream World of the Mental Hospital".
The content of the photo is a photo of my sister and I in that world.
I saw my sister's face full of smiles, and she looked somewhat similar to my mother.
[Lin Qian said this when she gave me the photo: "Your sister asked me to give it to you. She said she had a cold recently and stopped having contact with you for fear of infecting you. When she gets better from the cold,
I will come to see you. She also said that she is getting married next month. I hope you will take good treatment, recover and be discharged from the hospital, and then attend her wedding."]
To be honest, I really want to enter the "mental hospital dream world" and attend my sister's wedding.
While I was looking at it, my sister snatched the photo from my hand and said with a smile: "Oh, who is this beauty? She is so white, and her smile is so sweet. Is this your new hookup?"
No, you have a plane head in the photo, but you have never had a plane head cut.
Brother, is this photo from porn? And this girl, why does it look familiar to me the more I look at it?"
I whispered: "Sister, if I said she was you, would you believe it?"
"Is it me?" My sister shook her head vigorously and said, "Believe it or not, if I could grow so big, I would definitely be prettier than her. Look at my watermelon head, my little round face, my fair skin, I look like a
What a beauty. The girl in the photo is pretty good-looking, but she's far behind compared to me."
Seeing me staring at her without speaking, she put away her smile and said, "Brother, are you serious?"
I murmured: "It's really you, but this is you in another world."
"You entered the dream world again? Could this be something you brought out from the dream world again? How long have you been in this time? What did you see? Who are the people?" My sister directly asked five questions in a row.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
There was also the master's excited voice outside: "Xiao Fei! I heard it again, I heard the little girl's voice again! Open the door quickly!"