2. Tiger
Tiger.
♪ Ghosts ♪
It’s getting dark.
I didn’t dare to go to a few more places, just after that ghost hit the wall, but to go down with a lot of hot lights.
Now that we are safe, I cannot help but remember what just happened.
Especially the so-called Miss Xue…
Sounds like a woman, even better than that old lady.
After all, it was just a moment, and the old lady was gone.
She helped me out and saved my life, but whether she was passing by or following her all the time, and it was hard to judge…
Who is it?
There’s a car coming from across the street, and the light’s so far that I can’t see.
Oh, it’s still dark.
I said something in my heart.
But when I think about the driver’s drink, I think of a face.
Miss Shel’s family, is that the girl in the frame?
The twits say I signed the bond and the frame followed me.
And even a little curly hair can see her in the first place, and there’s no reason for the ghost to see her.
Unless it’s her intention to hide.
But what was the purpose of that?
Is it really to save me?
The mystery grows more and more.
To find out what happened, I pulled out my phone and called Cheng Fei.
It’ll be over soon.
The sound of Cheng Fei came out, “Wait a minute, I’ll take the call. I’m sorry.
“What’s on the screen, not the girlfriend, my friend? Why don’t you believe me? I’m sorry.
The background is clear. It’s obviously a game.
I know what Cheng Fei means. Clear your throat and make a sound, “Hey, Feiko.” I’m sorry.
“This time, I’m telling you the truth. I’m sorry.
It’s not to me, obviously.
After the meeting, the sound of the moving side, apparently, changed place.
“Hey, brother, I’m sorry. You’re a man for a few girls. I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, I didn’t ask you in advance. I’m sorry.
“Hey, that’s what we’re talking about. You can say anything you want. I’m sorry.
I was moved, and I said, “Can you check something for me? I’m sorry.
“What is it?”
I called Cheng Fei to find out what happened in that place.
He must have been watching. I’m afraid I won’t stop looking for that villa.
Why don’t you ask Cheng Fei for help, at least be more secure.
“You call attention and see if there’s a household name named Xue. I’m sorry.
“Shire is right. All right, I’ll get someone to check it out. I’ll let you know when I get it. I’m sorry.
“Thank you, brother. I’m sorry.
“You’re welcome. I’m sorry.
We know each other too well and don’t have to talk so much.
I hung up on the phone.
Heads up again, and I’m at the door of my building.
There was a corpion delivery car next to it.
The road has suddenly broken out, and I can’t believe it kept people waiting until dark.
I’m so sorry. I turned him on the elevator for $1,000.
But it did not take it, and said: “Big brother, you have already given me 500, and you will give me another 500.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t. I’m going to explain it in person.
But out of the elevator, to my end.
It was discovered that there was no one, except the tea that was hanging on the doorknob, which was empty.
I’m frowning.
Where is he?
But the next second, the door in the stairwell opened and a yellow man was drilled in the head.
“Big brother, aren’t you?”
The delivery boy took his helmet off, and he used to use an unusual Mandarin, and looked at me with surprises more than he saw his girlfriend.
“Yes, but how did you get there? I’m sorry.
I pointed down the stairwell.
The acoustic light is inflexible and dark.
“Don’t mention it, I was waiting at your door at first, but for a long time, your neighbors came and went and looked at me wrong. I’m afraid they’ll call the police. I’m sorry.
It’s true that I took a neighbor’s perspective.
“Good work, huh. I’m sorry.
“All right, all right. I’m sorry.
“Take the money, it’s more than enough, after all this time. I’m sorry.
He smiled, “Thank you so much. I’m sorry.
Because it’s too dark, it’s too white.
I’m moving away, thinking of the real thing.
“How do you communicate with customers? I’m sorry.
“On the phone. I’m sorry.
He handed over his phone and ordered an icon.
Unlike the software we’re selling, it’s for riders.
Click on the online news page to see the history of the previous conversation.
I can still send a message because I didn’t get anything.
History is those three words.
I typed on the rider, “Who are you?” Do I know you?”
“Why can’t we get close to Tan’s hospital? I’m sorry.
“Who wants to hurt me?”
I don’t know.
Whether I ask, threaten, pray, or ask, I will not answer.
Messages go out like stoned sea.
I turn my head and ask him, “What other way to contact the person on the list besides the online news? I’m sorry.
They shake their heads.
“The Platform protects the privacy of the user, and only during the distribution of the order can the message be sent through the Platform, and the order ends. Even the numbers are virtual when you call. I’m sorry.
I get an accurate answer, and I get a deep feeling.
So he’s right.
I can’t find him as long as he makes up his mind.
“Big brother, what do you want from someone you don’t know?” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Yeah, not only don’t know, I don’t even know if he’s a man or a woman.” I’m sorry.
He hesitated for a moment to say, “I think it might be a woman. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
He scratched his head, and he said, “It’s the feeling, the main milk tea, that’s all we know.
I’m sorry.
At first glance, the words of the delivery boy are not valid, but, at first glance, they make very good sense.
For the time being, it seems that the purpose of the other party ‘ s order was to send me a message by way of a note, and that the sales themselves were not important.
The other party probably picked a regular item to order.
That’s what makes habits more visible.
Ask, who’s on the list when they think of milk tea first?
And what’s taco green?
I haven’t even heard of this.
So, the next one could be a woman.
I’m grateful to see the delivery boy.
But before you speak, the machine in your hand goes “Dinging” and says, “You have important new news, please look in time. I’m sorry.
I got scared and looked down at the screen.
We found a message.
Just didn’t answer any of my questions before.
She said, “Be careful, the man who is going to hurt you will be here soon.” I’m sorry.
A word with no end.
I wring my head.
This guy’s making a fool of himself.
We didn’t know how to respond, but we heard the elevator “ding” and then the footsteps approached.
I’m unconscious.
After seeing people, I’ve been waking for seconds.
Cheng Fei.
How’s he?
That guy said he wanted to hurt me. How could he?
Conversations and surprises are both on the rise.
After all, it’s hard not to think about the node that just got that message, and the next second it flew.
I was unconscious and I was a little bit vigilant.
But Cheng Fei didn’t notice, and he rushed in, “Why didn’t you answer the phone?” Are you okay?”
I’m sorry.
“You called me? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, didn’t you say you found something to contact you? I’m sorry.
That’s it.
Yeah, I’m on my way to ask Cheng Fei for help.
He probably couldn’t get in touch with me. He ran out of trouble.
Just disengaged.
I’m afraid the take-out was in the vicinity, and it was only after I saw Cheng fly that I deliberately said that to provoke us.
It’s really dangerous.
Look back.
Cheng Fei has dragged me to the corner, and he has put his voice down and said, “Do you want to tell me the truth? I’m sorry.
I didn’t want to involve him in this, and I said, “What have you got? I’m sorry.
And he didn’t answer, and he was so worried, “That address is the house where the murderous house was live, right? You’re in big trouble right now, aren’t you? I’m sorry.
“No big deal. I’m sorry.
Bullshit! I don’t know who you are. If it wasn’t for this, you wouldn’t want to bother me, let alone ask me to help. I’m sorry.
He guessed the situation, and it made no sense for me to keep it a secret.
It’s an admission.
Cheng Fei saw me nodding my head and sighs.
“I’ve heard that there’s a master in Hai City who’s helping the rich get away with ghosts, and I’ll contact him. I’m sorry.
After that, he pulled out his cell phone and called.
I look at his back, my heart is hot and I say it’s fake.
Chen Xie’s back is well founded, as can be seen from the silent anchor who died.
I’ve been stuck in it and I can’t get out.
But the future is clear, and there’s no need for this mess.
He can’t be unaware of that, but he’s here.
A few thoughts turn around.
Cheng Fei’s phone calls are over and he’s happy.
“The master agrees. Tell us to come. He’ll help you. I’m sorry.
“Really? I’m sorry.
I didn’t think it was that easy.
I’m surprised, I’m confused.
“Of course. Let’s go. Don’t keep the master waiting. I’m sorry.
I’ll nod my head and I’ll tell the delivery boy to go first.
But just a few steps, surprises faded and hesitating.
Before, in front of the hospital, the hairy monk made it clear.
I’ve made a bond with a ghost. I can’t help them.
And if the girl in the frame is the girl, it’s hard to get the old lady out of her head.
It’s not fair to think that Cheng Fei knows the master who hasn’t even seen him.
“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
“The master doesn’t even know what trouble I’m in. Can he really? I’m sorry.
I told you about the little curl in front of the hospital, just passing the part of Chen Xi’s house.
Cheng Fei listens to me with my penitent words, and twirls my eyes.
But instead of asking what it was, I said it with determination, “Don’t worry, I’ve made things clear, Maestro has assured me that you will be able to solve your problems. I’m sorry.
“But…”
“Don’t say that. “How could I hurt you?” You’ll see if you can solve it. I’m sorry.
Despite that, the flying attitude always makes me think something’s wrong.
It’s me who’s haunted, but he’s more anxious than I am…
Really, just worried about me?
Inexplicably, I suddenly remembered that reminder.
I’m not supposed to live long because I’m haunted, and in this situation, I’m trying to get word. Is it true that I’m just trying to scare you?
Or…
Is there a problem with Cheng Fei?
The heart is re-energizing.
It’s always good to be careful.
And even if Cheng Fei really helped me, it wouldn’t be too late.
I thought so, but in order to avoid awe, I told the delivery boy I had something to do with Cheng Fei.
Then he went downstairs with Cheng Fei.
Wait for the first floor down the elevator.
I had to go to the hospital, or you’d have to go there and send me the address. I’m sorry.
Cheng Fei, stop right now, “No. I’m sorry.
Perhaps he realized that his tone was too harsh, and he quickly slowed down, saying, “I mean, what are you doing in the hospital so late?” I’m sorry.
I look sad.
“The nurse said my dad didn’t change his clothes and was in bad shape today, that he couldn’t even eat and called at noon. I’m sorry.
Move out of my dad as an excuse, he can’t argue.
“Well, I’ll go first, and you’ll come quickly. The masters don’t wait.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, brother. Make sure my dad’s okay. I’ll be right there. I’m sorry.
Cheng Fai looked at me and pressed the floor with his face in the shadows.
My heart beats, pretends everything’s fine, takes the elevator upstairs, pulls out the keys.
The light in the living room was then pressed.
The cell phone was placed on the tea table, and there was a tap on the table.
By the time the 53rd, the news finally came in.
“The man went down the stairs and got in the car, and now he’s watching his phone. I’m sorry.
I’m heavy.
Cheng Fei is lying.
He sent the location to a hotel near the suburbs and told me it was on the way.
It’s thanks to my care to send a message to the delivery boy.
Tell him to put the electric car in a safe place when he gets downstairs and keep an eye on him for a while.
I thought I was too sensitive to think.
But now it seems that there’s something really wrong with Cheng Fei.
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I can’t feel the purpose.
I am at the centre of the vortex and have experienced too many things that cannot be explained by common sense, so sometimes I have to guard against them.
What if Cheng Fei was controlled by those things?
When I thought of it, I sent a red bag to the delivery boy, saying, “You’re tired and you’re watching for a while, see where he’s going.” I’m sorry.
It’s obvious that Flying was trying to take me away.
The goal has not been achieved and should not be left easily.
There must have been other moves in the follow-up, and I would rather wait and see what he is going to do.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
It’s not a problem to take money. It’s supposed to be a lot of fun.
I got up and walked into my bedroom, packed a few clothes out of my closet and put them in my backpack.
Do the whole set.
If you’re going to the hospital, you have to take the change.
Downstairs, take a cab.
She saved me once when the ghost hit the wall. She wouldn’t have let me get into a car accident so soon.
“Final 3384?”
“Yes, Master, can you stop on the way and I’ll buy something at the supermarket. I’m sorry.
“Absolutely, I’ve changed to a passenger-defined route mode. I’m sorry.
“All right, money is negotiable. I’m sorry.
I’m trying to slow down.
When I came downstairs, I called the nurse and told him to take my dad out of the hospital.
After all, I’m clear, the enemy is dark.
The fact that my dad was in the hospital was a soft spot, whether Cheng Fei or Chen Xie, and it was easy to grab that and threaten me.
A message from the delivery boy, the ride is still on the way, parked in the alley not far from the supermarket.
I couldn’t relax at all, even if people were standing in a floating supermarket.
He threw a pile of groceries at the shopping cart.
Then I looked down a lot.
The nurse said she’d let me know when she was out, but no news yet.
There is a growing sense of surveillance behind you.
I deliberately went to the guacamole, acted like I didn’t find anything, and looked behind me in the light.
I saw a couple of men wearing hats in the middle of the old lady who wanted to buy food.
I’m so sorry.
The other side was repressed, in which case I had no recourse at all.
But it seems that they are simply following and deliberately concealing their whereabouts and that they do not intend to tear their faces apart.
I’m barely thinking.
Picking fruit in peace.
The seemingly small number of people was deliberately chosen in line, but everyone’s shopping van was full of stuff.
Finally, when I finished the check and took things to the supermarket door, my phone texted.
“Big brother, I’ve finished the discharge and now take Uncle to the hotel. I’m sorry.
“Please. I’m sorry.
I have a long breath.
Make sure my dad’s safe. I don’t have a problem.
Take out your cell phone and text the delivery boy. I’m sorry.
Get in the car after that. Sit tight.
Smile at the driver in front.
“Teacher, go to the hospital normally this time. I’m sorry.
“Okay, then fasten your seatbelt. I’m sorry.
It’s not far from the hospital. It’ll be here in less than 10 minutes.
My dad’s old ward was on the fifth floor.
For the sake of confusion, I pressed the floor after I had entered the elevator, but the second floor was down early.
The flyers can’t follow the elevators, they don’t know.
I run down the stairs to the first floor, and if I’m lucky, I can’t escape.
The stairwell was quiet, even with signs that could not be smoked, but the smoke was still plentiful.
I pushed the door in the stairwell and set the wall in the direction of the main door.
But I haven’t walked a few steps, and I’m cold.
Four or five men wearing black clothes and hats were stuck at the entrance to the main gate and saw young men coming and going, and they dragged each other to look at their faces.
I’ve just met them in the supermarket.
– That was the flyer.
In the absence of Cheng Fei, it is estimated that the other party split up and the other group went upstairs.
If that’s true, they’ll soon notice my dad’s not here and I’m going to run away.
No, don’t let them find out now.
I couldn’t get out of the front door, and I had to go in the opposite corridor and find another exit.
Half a day in the hallway.
I finally saw a passing doctor.
It’s like catching a life-saving straw.
“Hello, Doctor. I’d like to ask where the exit is. I’m sorry.
The doctor’s got a medical record, and he doesn’t even point his head in a direction. I’m sorry.
But there’s the main door, the flyer.
“There’s no other way out. I’m sorry.
When I heard that, the doctor finally looked up at me, “No, just that one.” I’m sorry.
“Is there any other way out of the hospital besides the front door? I’m sorry.
This is not a reasonable question.
After hearing it, the doctor left me alone, saying, “Something to ask the volunteers. I’m sorry.
I’m standing still.
And suddenly he heard the doctor’s displeasure: “What is the matter with you?” I’m sorry.
Turn around.
It was only then that the black men were silently approaching me.
I think I’ve been found. I’m trying to keep me under control without my attention.
There’s a cold sweat in the back.
And then he looked back and went to the other end of the corridor.
Those people noticed, they shouted, “Here! I’m sorry.
They knocked down an unknown doctor and rushed towards me.
I listened to the doctor’s angry screams, and I couldn’t stop and ran.
Hospitals are complex and the corridors bend around.
Time is running out, I can’t look at the map, I can only hide by instinct.
Until fewer people are around, the temperature is lower.
The end of the road is a dead end.
And the only entrance to that door, it says three words: the morgue.
Damn, why are you here?
The morgue’s cold. I’ve got a goose bump on my arm.
I wouldn’t have come near this place.
But the footsteps behind you get closer and closer.
Come on, it’s just a couple of bodies.
I bit my teeth and pushed the door in.
I couldn’t help but look into my eyes and stare at me.
I almost lost my mind, so I didn’t scream.
Then it was discovered that he was an old man wearing a uniform with hospital names.
It was the morgue guard.
I’ve got a breath, I’ve got a low voice, I’ve got a problem. Can I hide from you? Don’t worry, I’m either bad or I’m in a bit of trouble.”
I’ve been trying to figure out what excuse to convince each other.
But before I finished, I heard the old man say, “Whatever. I’m sorry.
Then he turned around and turned his back on me and started sweeping.
I shut up.
Look around and see where this place can hide.
The morgue was divided into two parts, one of which was a freezer, with a wall on it and a number of mobile beds with white sheets.
What’s under the white cloth speaks for itself.
There’s a lot of bodies. It’s a nice place to hide, but I can’t hide there.
As for the outside, it’s a simple rest area.
A set of seats, a half-sized wooden cabinet and a folding bed.
For a rough look, there’s only people that can hide under that semi-closed computer table.
I thought I was crouching under the table, and then I pulled the stool over and blocked my body.
It’s easy not to see me even when someone comes.
Just as I was walking around and trying to play dead, I suddenly heard the old man say, “You can hide in the morgue, but you better not drink water.” I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
Is this… talking to me?
What’s going on?
Don’t drink water. I can’t even move when I’m so big.
Mistaken footsteps are approaching.
“Boom.”
And guess what. It was those guys who came after me.
The first person to talk was angry, “Hey, over there where’s the old man? I’m sorry.
“Fuck, dumb up, talk to me. I’m sorry.
I’m so depressed, I don’t know where Cheng flew to find these things, even the elderly.
“Come on, leave the old man alone, find someone first. I’m sorry.
This time, it’s Cheng Fei.
The others were in his clear command and quiet outside.
Walking, flipping.
What is going on is self-evident.
“You are thus disrespectful to the dead, and will be recompensed.” I’m sorry.
The old man was whispering, apparently preventing those people from moving their bodies.
But then a few laughs, “I’m not afraid of the living, but I can’t see how many people die.” I’m sorry.
“Older, get out of here if you don’t want any trouble! I’m sorry.
“Take it easy. The old man’s dead. I’m sorry.
“Yo, this is young, too bad. I’m sorry.
“Ha-ha-ha, are you fucking sick and can come to the body? I’m sorry.
“That’s the boldness of a man, not to mention a corpse or a ghost. I’m sorry.
The next one is even more dirty.
I’m obsessed.
I would like to go out and take one punch at a time, but at the same time I know clearly — I can’t beat them myself.
There’s a lot of tension and anger coming up.
Loud and dry.
I’m glad I brought water with me, or I’ll go get it.
I thought I’d bow my head and wring the mineral water in my hand.
I just put the bottle in my mouth, but I did it.
Wrong.
When did I bring mine water with me?
The temple stings.
He also had a fever on his chest. It was in the pocket of his blouse, where he gave me the spell with little curls.
Then he looked up and found out that his hands were empty, but his hands were empty.
He’s got a headache.
And suddenly remembers the saying that the old man didn’t come to warn him, “You better not drink water if you want to live.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t think so.
At this point in time, the throat is so dry and even so painful as to die of thirst without drinking water.
And the bottle of mineral water that just disappeared in hand also appeared on the ground not far away.
And the lid was broken.
This is clearly an anomaly.
It’s a familiar cold, a real illusion…
It’s not a thirst, it’s a ghost!
I swallowed the saliva and tried to keep my hands out of the urge to get the water.
No matter what, the water won’t be able to drink. Once it’s finished.
It’s not stopping.
“Fuck a bunch of shit. “How can I not find him when I see him running in?” I’m sorry.
I’m sitting under a table and I can’t make a sound while I’m thirsty.
It’s just that every minute is extremely difficult.
“That table over there, and under the bed. I’m sorry.
Someone answered, and the footsteps came this way.
I’m cold.
It’s crazy, but it’s clear that it’s too late to move.
My hands and feet are numb and my mind is confused.
There was only hope that the body under the table would be badly searched and that it would attack him and try to escape.
I tried to calm myself down.
At the same time, small-scale active arm, ready to move.
One, two, three.
That man was crouching in front of me, and he even went right into my eyes.
But strangely, he looks like he’s in the air, and his eyes are empty.
I looked at it and got up and left.
What’s going on? How does he look like he didn’t see me at all?
Even after he looked under the bed, he shouted like, “Mr. Cheng, it’s over here, nobody. I’m sorry.
Did he really see it or did he do it on purpose?
Why would you help me?
Confusion.
But what happens next is even weirder.
Cheng Fei can’t trust the man. He looked under the table again.
He pulled the stool this time, but still like he didn’t see me, and he kicked his ass at the table, and he yelled:
“Damn, that kid got away! I’m sorry.
And I leaned on the table and felt the wood’s vibration clearly.
Finally, Cheng Fei took someone with him because he went through the morgue without finding me.
I’m the only one on the floor who’s watching the walker push away.
And then you get out of the table.
When the old man closed the door of the cold room, he came back slowly and said, “They are gone and you are safe.” I’m sorry.
Because my legs are numb, I hurt my teeth.
But it was hard to see the past and ask him what was going on.
But he was too quick to face the face.
The face was so white, but the five officials were all blue and black, and they were lying on the old man’s shoulder and they were dancing at me.
And the old man seems to know nothing about it.
When I got to my mouth, I shrunk back.
There is a real risk that these will be caught in the morgue for a long time.
“What’s wrong? * The old man didn’t see me the right way.
That face came close, and the cold black air almost hit me.
I’m holding back the urge to escape, but I can only remind you:
“Thank you for that, but you’ve been in the morgue for a long time and you’ve come to the temple once in a while.
It’s not over yet.
The fog fell off the shoulders of the old man, fell on the ground, and became a five-and-six-year-old boy.
“No more games, you’re not afraid, you’re boring. I’m sorry.
The old man said, “Tiger, stop messing around. I’m sorry.
I’m stuck.
“You can see him?” I’m sorry.
The old man smiled a little, “I can see.” I’m sorry.
And then he said, “This is my grandson, Tiger, five years old, who died because of an accident, but who couldn’t leave because he was too close to me. I worked in the morgue to make him feel better. I’m sorry.
The morgue is heavy, and the ghosts are not so easy to disperse.
“Then those who just couldn’t see me were actually…”
“The little tiger’s blinding. The old man nods his head.
No wonder.
I’m sorry.
And now to think about that thirst, perhaps the same reason.
Old people seem to see me, nod my head, “Kids are childish and ask me to take care of them.” I’m sorry.
“All right, all right. Tiger saved me. I’m sorry.
The old man’s laughing. Apparently he’s going to send him.
But I wanted to go, but I was afraid that Cheng Fing would come back.
So I was lying at the door, looking in the hall, and I didn’t get out.
Or did Tiger float out and come back and tell me, “Don’t worry, the people who are going to catch you have left. I’m sorry.
I got three thanks and pushed out of the morgue.
I don’t know if Tiger helped, but he came to the door quite smoothly.
And Cheng Fei is really gone.
I’m relieved and I can’t say thank you.
It’s just that suddenly there’s no idea where we’re going.
I’m sure there’s a backlash.
It’s not safe where I live. I’m afraid I can’t go back.
It’s sad and suddenly I hear people arguing not far.
“Sir, if you do not take this note, there will be blood in three days!” I’m sorry.
“Don’t force me to give you a bloodbath. I’m sorry.
“Just ten bucks, just try it. I’m sorry.
“You think I’m stupid and you’re a liar! I’m sorry.
And one of these sounds is so familiar…
I look back.
I don’t know.
That’s him, that curl.
He was chasing a man and selling it to him.
But he was clearly treated as a liar, and he was beaten up the next second.
He’s a big brother, and if the tattoos under his sleeve are invisible, he’ll win and win.
I didn’t want to mind my own business, but the kid saved my life.
I bit my teeth and stood there.
Looks like he’s going to get the punch, or he’s not going to make it. I’m sorry.
The man was scared and his fist was staggered.
“Who are you?” I’m sorry.
“Boss, my brother, he’s sick. He’s got a problem with his brain. I’m sorry.
The big brother looked so hard, he looked between me and the little curl.
And when little curls saw me, they had a clear shock.
“Why are you still alive? The dark clouds are on top of you. You’re already dead! I’m sorry.
I was cursed by him.
But you have to hold on to that big brother, “You see, he’s like this, it’s a problem. I’m sorry.
One finger on the head, and it’s all over.
“Can you just do me a favor and cooperate, and I’ll transfer the money later. I’m sorry.
The big brother is slowing down.
“It’s normal to look at it. I’m sorry.
I’m suffocating, laughing.
“Come on, it’s not easy for you to be a brother, you don’t have to transfer my money. I’m sorry.
He put a ten-dollar banknote in his hair, then took the amulet and turned around.
Problem solved.
I’m just tired of my body and body, and I’m turning back on my little curl.
“Come on, you saved my life, I saved you a beating, and we’re done. I’m sorry.
But he didn’t respond, and he kept staring at me, looking up and down.
“No, Master’s gossip is always correct. You can’t be alive. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I wish I was dead.
I don’t care about him. I’ll just take out my phone and book a hotel.
“What happened? What happened? Why didn’t you die?”
Boom.
When the hotel was booked, I said, “Why should I die?” I’m sorry.
He shook his head and said, “I didn’t mean that, but I asked the master to test your story…”
“You have a master? I’m sorry.
Master is better than my apprentice. He can’t save me.
I thought I’d start with hope and look at him.
“Of course I have a master. He did, and he said, “But don’t worry about it. Master can’t help. I’m sorry.
He speaks fast.
But I still got some details from him.
At noon, he firmly rejected me and said he wouldn’t help.
But now it seems that after that, he clearly asked his master for help.
It’s like, this guy’s not that hard-core.
I’m sarcastic, and I’m like, “What are you doing selling charms in front of a hospital? They don’t believe you. They want to hit you. I’m sorry.
“There are many victims of hospital diseases and natural grievances, and while those grievances have no effect on most ordinary people, some of them are in a state of discomfort, and if they are not dealt with in a timely manner, they will be a real disaster. I’m sorry.
“But why don’t you go straight to the hospital and get rid of it, once and for all? I’m sorry.
He shakes his head.
“You don’t understand that most of the ghosts in the hospital are driven too fast to see the last of their loved ones, they don’t harm others, they leave when they are born, and there is no need for forced eviction. I’m sorry.
When I heard it, I suddenly remembered a saying I had heard before.
Some of the old people died and their eyes were closed because they missed their grandchildren, and when the children came back from school, they saw the last face, and then they were wiped with their hands.
It was just a legend. It was all a lie.
But the experience of these days has already completely subverted my world view.
So I asked, “How many years can the ghosts stay behind?” I’m sorry.
I think of my son and son.
It appears that the Grand Master has been working in the morgue for a short time and does not know when Tiger will be born.
But just when it came out, the little curls started to snap. How is that possible? A ghost can stay at most seven days in the world, and then his soul will start to disintegrate, and if he really wants to stay for a long time, unless he dies in vain, he will become a ghost, but once he becomes a traitor, he will be in trouble! I’m sorry.
But…
Tiger wasn’t well. Did you help me?
“What’s the matter, you’ve got a grudge?” I’m sorry.
I thought I’d seen it before.
The frame, the old lady, none of them.
But I told him about the grandkids at the morgue.
But when I heard it, it sank.
“What’s wrong? I said, “You’re not a bitch, are you? I’m sorry.
“He’s really not a bitch. I’m sorry.
And as soon as I had not finished my breath, I heard little curls and said, “He is a child who is manipulated by refining.” I’m sorry.
“What does that mean? I’m sorry.
Little Curly exaggerates that “the child-rearing is the selection of a strong-tempered vendetta, which is fertilized by magic, and the creation of a ghost as a child for its own use, and the obnoxious and vicious use of which no one can tell. I’m sorry.
It’s hard to believe that.
“But he just saved me. I’m sorry.
“Yeah. “The question is why he saved you. I’m sorry.
It’s a long silence.
I looked down at my phone, “No, it’s after 11:00. I have to go back to bed. I’m sorry.
But it’s as if it’s some kind of reminder that the little hairs are strangling, and suddenly the face changes.
“It’s over!”
“What’s wrong? What’s over?”
I’m fogged.
But he didn’t even respond and turned and ran straight into the hospital.
Even hit a passerby on the way.
※
It’s not like it’s a joke.
I just bit my teeth up.
The guy who was hit was gonna get mad, but he got up and found out that the guy who hit him was dead, and he scolded him for the loss.
On the other hand, little curls have already come to the front of the service desk, with an anxious look at service staff.
“What level of obstetrics and gynaecology?”
There’s a little girl in a nurse’s dress on the counter, “Mr. Gynecology and Gynaecology in the other building, you went wrong. I’m sorry.
“No way, it must be here, I can feel it. I’m sorry.
The little girl’s face is very strange, but she repeats, “Sir, but the gynaecology and gynaecology are in another building. I’m sorry.
But I didn’t think I’d get mad and punched you on the table. “You can’t talk about it without looking at it. I’m sorry.
A bang.
Not only did the little nurse get scared, but he suddenly got anxious, and many people looked at it.
I’m afraid he’ll be taken away by the security guard and I’ll run over and drag him.
The nurse at the service desk explained, “I’m sorry, his wife’s about to have a baby. I’m afraid she’ll be late. I’m sorry.
And then I pulled the little burrito to the side without waiting for the other side to react.
The hospital was too large to be divided into two main buildings.
It is true that the Inspection Section, which is responsible for the examination of the birth, and the Hospital Section, which is responsible for the birth, are not in the same room.
I was in the hospital with my dad, and I saw several calls to the wrong place.
The little nurse’s supposed to be on duty.
Little curls insist on this building. I think they want to go to the delivery room.
I won’t stop until I’ve avoided most of the sight.
Little curly hands.
“Calm down. I know where the delivery room is. I’m sorry.
He heard that and finally stopped struggling.
Where?
I looked at him, and I made sure again that the haste on his face was not fake, “I can take you, but you have to tell me exactly what to do and what to do. I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
I was prepared to be rejected, but, unexpectedly, he promised with great joy.
“It’s too late. I’ll tell you when it’s over. I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
“Don’t slow down, hurry up. I’m sorry.
I looked back, and he pushed down to the elevator.
The delivery room is on the fourth floor, not high.
The problem, however, was that the elevator had arrived at a particularly slow pace and had been stuck on the third floor for half a day, and the number of people waiting for the elevator had grown from three or two at the beginning.
The little curly hair has to be raised again and again.
But after more than a minute, he suddenly blackened his face and dragged me straight into the stairwell.
“It’s too late. Let’s go up the stairs. I’m sorry.
Acoustic light from the stairs should be activated.
The elevator will be here soon. I’m sorry.
Four floors are not high, but how can you climb the stairs?
I ran and I felt like this guy wasn’t smart.
I saw him running up with his face down, and all the sound-control lights were on the way. I’m sorry.
What do you mean?
He wasn’t slow down, but he asked me, “That elevator went down from four to two and went straight back to three, right? I’m sorry.
“Good … seems to be. I’m sorry.
I was gone. I didn’t really notice the elevator parking floor.
“Elevator four to two floors, which are lower, should go down to the first floor before going up, if one floor is pressed, unless there is external interference. I’m sorry.
He’s finished, stopped talking.
In the stairwell, there was a chilling silence, except for the footsteps of climbing.
I’ve been thinking about his words.
External force, external force … The external force that can affect elevators in this situation is not human, I’m afraid?
I hit the back of a little curly hair.
I ran him over and stood by the wall.
You look down, you’re relieved, and you say, “Well, you’re here before the whole point.” I’m sorry.
I’m also taking out my phone.
It’s 11:50.
Twelve o’clock, ten minutes.
I don’t know why. Ask him, “It’s over. I’m sorry.
Little curly, shake your head and look at me, “Wait till it’s dangerous, you stay in the stairwell. And this box, you take it. If anything happens, someone will come and get it. I’m sorry.
It’s a box of palm sizes, and it’s tiring, and it doesn’t see the material, but it’s cold, it’s a metal.
He’s holding his hands and handing them over to me, and he’s got a big face and he’s so lonely that I’m a little hesitant.
“No, you look like you’re not coming back. I’m sorry.
And he turned away, and he was in the darkness, and suddenly he said:
“Live or die, rich in heaven. I’m sorry.
You have to push the door out of the stairwell.
But as soon as he was about to hold his hand, his face suddenly changed and a spell was removed from his arms.
No wind, no wind. It’s firmly attached to the handle.
And in the moment that the note was put on, it was suddenly softened, and it became a twisted vermin.
The maggots went in and out of the black air, and even some fell on the ground and fell into a mudslide, but they were still creeping towards me.
I’m sick and I’m losing my mind.
What the hell is this? I’m sorry.
Little curly-faced.
“Don’t touch it, it’s an ulterioral insect, because it eats the corpses, it stains the dead, and it is refined by magic. As long as it touches, the skin corrosives and carcasses. I’m sorry.
After I heard that, I had a goose bump.
I’m just glad I didn’t touch that.
“What now?”
The little curler didn’t talk, but just pulled out a fragrance out of his arms and threw it over that pile.
And then, a few times, the insects turned black smoke and finally disappeared.
He’s pushing the door.
And the old man I saw in the morgue was standing outside, staring at us with his body in his face.
Of course, he’s mostly staring at little curls. I’m just carrying them.
“Don’t mind your own business. I’m sorry.
“You’ve broken the ban, and now you want to kill, and no one will let anyone see it. I’m sorry.
And the old man said, “Well, since you’re dead, don’t blame me for not being generous. I’m sorry.
When his eyes were closed, he opened and his eyes opened.
There was a sudden wind in the back.
I’m unconscious.
I saw a black face coming at me.
It’s the little tiger in the morgue, with a black smoke and several different heads on his neck and back.
A few heads counterbalance each other, making it look like a weird, grotesque freak, looking at people’s stomach.
It’s fast. It’ll be there soon.
Little curls pull out the wooden sword behind them.
Once the sword goes through, the thing loses its head.
But it’s all right. Keep plowing on little curls.
The head that fell on the ground turned into a fire and burned.
The floor of the hospital was tile, which was not, as a matter of course, flammable, but the fire went against common sense and the fire went on and on.
Hot face, hot breath.
The small curls were forced out of control, and the wooden sword was thrown out after another strike.
He’s standing right where the rhythm is.
“What are you waiting for?”
I saw that face biting at his neck, and I rushed over and threw him on the floor, avoiding that.
That’s when he came back and threw the spell out of his arms.
When the face was fixed, I went into the empty clinic next to it.
Breathing against the door.
It’s hard to keep my breath flat and look at little curls like that. I’m sorry.
But he didn’t think that he would have thought for half a day, “Call the police.” I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
That’s a kid and a corpse. Call the police?
“Not really. Shouldn’t there be problems in your business? I’m sorry.
A little curly hand and a very nice look.
“I’m trying to solve this by myself, but the problem is I can’t fight it, and the People’s Police are our back. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
That makes so much sense that I have nothing to say.
And the little curly hair has stood up at the door, following the glass on the door of the clinic and looking out.
“I’m going out for a while. Call the police. I’m sorry.
After that, the door was pushed out, the back door closed and a note was placed on the door.
There’s a fight out there.
There’s so much noise here that no one in the hospital knows what’s wrong.
Little Curly changed his strategy this time, using a long-distance charm to keep the face away from him.
So there’s a little advantage in hiding.
And the old man apparently didn’t want to. He pulled a knife out of his pocket and hit it on his wrist.
The red liquid flows through the wound.
That face was lying on the floor and licking his blood!
And I don’t know if it’s a delusion, but when you lick the blood on the ground and get up, the face gets bigger.
And the fire which was on the earth was weak, and the heat was pouring.
I hid in the door and my throat was dry.
In this case, the small curls became a total disadvantage, forced by flames and ghost faces and forced to approach the window at the end of the corridor.
The old man looked at the scene with a knife in his other hand.
The window is open.
His purpose is self-evident.
I went back to my head and pulled out my phone.
Push the dial button and put the phone in your ear, but wait half a mile and there is still no successful dial tone.
Something’s wrong.
The signal’s blocked. The phone won’t get out!
Outside the door, the little curly hair was shivered and the right hand was stiff, apparently injured and the face was forced by the ghost and fell from the window.
What are we gonna do?
I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down.
The sights were scanned in the clinic and the fire extinguishers were finally seen under the table in the corner.
That fire extinguisher should have been useless and heavy.
It was also necessary to push the door of the dispensary so that I could not leave the room and then flush out with a fire extinguisher.
Before the old man looked back, he hit him in the back of his head.
Fire extinguishers contact the head.
A squirt.
The old man fell on the ground.
The atmosphere of depression in the halls quickly faded, and the flames and monsters disappeared.
Outside the window, there was also a new noise of traffic.
Little curls were pushed to the corner, with a charm on their hands.
But the opponent has disappeared.
He looks at the old man on the ground and at me.
The last line of sight was set on the heavy fire extinguisher on my hands.
Throat rolls, swallows, then puts a thumb on me.
“Cool. I’m sorry.
I laughed and put fire extinguishers on the floor.
My hands are numb.
“What the hell is going on? Explain. I’m sorry.
The little curls came up, the old man’s arms were cut back, and then they looked over him, and they didn’t open their mouths until a piece of a jade brand was out.
“This man is a known cult in the city of S, searching for innocent children to raise them. I’m sorry.
Children?
“Yes, the child has a simple mind, good or evil, and the bitterness after death is purer and easier to refine. I’m sorry.
I thought about that scavenging ghost, and he’d snap his eyebrow, “How did he get to the hospital and save me in the morgue? I’m sorry.
“I’m sure he didn’t come here to save you. “The little curl shows me behind my back.
I looked in his eyes, and that’s when I noticed that the “surgery” light was on in front of the delivery room.
A young man leaned against a wall and fell into a coma.
The next second, the time of the operation went to the whole point, and there was a loud cry in the delivery room.
Little curls are completely relieved, looking at the door of the delivery room, explaining: “A child born in the middle of the morning today is the most standard of pure vaginal life, and when killed in the first minute of life before birth and still in the belly, the strongest of grievances is triggered by the fact that the person who really got it, quenching an innocent child with a pure vagina, the consequences of which are indescribable. I’m sorry.
I was like, “So you were in such a hurry, you know you can’t fight and you’re crazy? I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it a bit stupid?” But it’s too late to inform Master. I’m sorry.
I shook my head and pulled him off the ground, “No, it’s cool. I’m sorry.
His eyes were bright, his mouth was high and eight teeth were full.
He scratched his head, “I’m sorry, I was trying to help you, but I didn’t curse you, mainly my master…”
I waved, “It’s okay, no explanation. I’m sorry.
A man who wants to save his own life can’t be so bad.
Besides, it’s my own bad luck. It’s none of his business.
He also tried to speak, but was interrupted by a rush of footsteps and voices.
In the elevator, la-la-la.
We’re all in the middle of a security suit.
The man in charge, who was holding a stick, asked, “What is the matter with you? Do you not know that you can’t shout in the hospital?” I’ve been watching you all day, sneaky! I’m sorry.
I didn’t dare to make a sound, and I guess it’s not normal for us to do what we did.
I missed that guard’s eye in my heart.
It’s a little curly.
“You’re mistaken. We came here because we saw a psycho who killed people and feared to affect others. I’m sorry.
After that, the old man on the ground was shown by sight.
The head of the security department will believe it. How do you know he’s crazy? I’m sorry.
“I don’t believe you, he’s not just aggressive, but he just hurt himself. I’m sorry.
The wound on the wrist, the dagger in the pocket.
After looking in person, the members of the security unit have already believed in half and are about to take them away.
“It’s good that young people want to help, but it’s better to contact the security forces. I’m sorry.
The little curly little hairy little hairy place.
And then the old man woke up.
Despite the fact that the arms were hanging and held hostage, after seeing the two of us, they quickly changed their faces and shouted:
“You little bastard, give me back my things! I’m sorry.
But he himself did not realize that, in a completely out of control, he was conceiving a mentally flawed claim.
He was still emotional until he was put in the elevator by security.
That elevator door closes.
The delivery room door was open.
The nurse came out with the good kids and woke up the man by the wall.
“Sir, wake up. Your wife is giving birth, and the mother and son are safe. I’m sorry.
“Oh, thank you, thank you. How am I sleeping? I’m sorry.
The young husband was careful to hold the child and blamed himself with a smile.
The atmosphere is sweet.
I looked at the little curly hair and walked into the stairwell side by side with the famous.
“Yes, my name is Xu Zhu Xuan. I’m sorry.
“Jean-woo. I’m sorry.
I also reached out to my right hand and shook him.
“Just now, thanks.
“Ooh, come on, let’s eat, on me. And as soon as I had finished, I changed my tongue, “No, please, I am not afraid of the consequences.” I’m sorry.
And then he started to realize I was joking and laughing at me.
“I owe you my life. I’m sorry.
When we got out of the hospital, there was no one on the street.
After all, early morning.
There’s not much left to eat.
We finally got a barbecue.
I didn’t go to the store, just a few open tables.
Streetlights, breezes, residential buildings far away that are not clear.
After that, the mood that had been so low had eased as never before.
Xu has taken two bottles of water, one of which is in front of me.
“Don’t you drink?” I asked.
“Tomorrow we’ll have to get up early. I’m sorry.
I’m a little surprised to hear that. I’m sorry.
He didn’t finish his water. He choked.
“No, what do I do?” I don’t think I told you what I do. I’m sorry.
“Are you not a monk? I’m sorry.
“What? I’m a journalist, seriously. I’m sorry.
He looked at me helplessly, put the water down, wipe his mouth with paper.
I’ll take a look at his robe, “What about you, part-time? I’m sorry.
“No, it’s mostly the inheritance, and the disaster will be…”
He’s talking like he didn’t want to. He’s talking about it. By the way, you’ll write your birthday to me later, but you can’t help me, but there may be another way. I’m sorry.
It’s really hard to tell a normal person about the master’s legacy.
I picked up a glass of mine water with him, “Thank you, brother. I’m sorry.
Barbecue’s not on yet. We’re having a little chat. “But I’m curious about something. Do monks like you see ghosts? I’m sorry.
“Most of the time, it takes the eye to the eye, unless there is only a cloud of fuzzy resentment, unless it is the one that is particularly heavy or deliberately visible. I’m sorry.
“That’s good. I’m sorry.
Otherwise, a monk has to see ghosts all day, and it’s not gonna be easy.
“The one with me is still here? I’m sorry.
Xu Zhui nod, by default.
“It’s like she didn’t want to hurt you for a while. I’m sorry.
“I hope so. I’m laughing.
Fearing that the more I think about it, Xu Zhiu changed the subject, “There are, however, special circumstances in which some people are born to look at the sky for physical reasons, like those who can’t shut it down and are forced to go to hell. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t that sad?”
“It is a bit unfortunate, because fate is the light of words, and long-term shock is likely to kill before adulthood. I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry.
I’ve lived for at least 20 years to get into this trouble.
If I’ve been a ghost since I was a kid, it’ll work.
The barbecue’s ready. The boss brought it to the table himself.
The lamb string that just came off the shelf is also greasy and fragrance.
It was only after a string of meat that he continued to say, “But there are few of them, and there are no more. I’m sorry.
It took me a while to realize that he was talking about someone born with the eye.
It’s no big deal.
After all, I’m starving to death.
Eat and drink.
I’m done.
Say good-bye to Hsu-chan and get ready to go back to the hotel.
But after a few steps, he came after me. “Big John, you have to tell me everything. I’m sorry.
I remember.
“I’m so sleepy I almost forgot. I’m sorry.
That’s why we’re here.
Type the year he was born.
“I can’t remember when I was born. Ask my dad tomorrow, but he probably doesn’t know. I’m sorry.
Xu Zhuan noded, “You try to ask me, it’s morning and afternoon. I’m sorry.
“It should be morning. I’m sorry.
My dad used to say, “I’ve been in a delivery room for 12 hours, from night to morning.”
The sun rises when people are sent to the ward.
He’s looking down for the news.
A string of numbers didn’t finish, but the sound changed.
“You said you were born in the morning. Are you sure? I’m sorry.
“Yes, I am sure. I’m sorry.
I can’t get it at a specific time.
But ever since my mom died, my dad’s been talking about this, so many details, it’s impossible to remember correctly.
He’s still staring at me, and when he hears me say yes, he opens his mouth:
“You’ve been replaced. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
