Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

"You are such a good girl, Feng. You asked me to come out to help, but you showed up in front and behind? Is there anything wrong? If not, I will leave now to avoid scaring you to death."

He clasped his hands. No, it should be his paws clasped in front of his chest, dissatisfied with my rebuke, and said proudly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Uncle Huang, I'm wrong. I shouldn't have spoken to you so loudly. I was asking you to help me."

I quickly apologized. Xiao Hei can help me, but it can't talk, and so far I don't know how to summon it.

With Uncle Huang, things are different. Not only can it come whenever I call, but it can also speak human language and communicate with me normally. With it, I feel more confident in doing things.

I still don’t know how capable Uncle Huang is, but with his help, I will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"Tell me quickly, what do you want me to do?"

It raised its head high to show how tall it was, and even jumped onto the drawer table in the room to look at me at eye level.

"Then, the kid in the next room has lost a soul here. I don't know how to get it back into his body?"

I pointed at the soul of Little Soldier Xiong in the corner and said to Uncle Huang.

"This is easy. Take me to his body."

After saying that, it jumped onto my shoulder.

It jumped so suddenly that I was completely unprepared and quickly turned my head to the side.

"What's wrong, Feng girl, are you still looking down on me? I just took a shower."

I couldn't help but laugh, and I subconsciously turned my head away. It thought I didn't want to smell its scent. Although I didn't think in that direction, it did have an animal smell.

"No, no, Uncle Huang, how could I dislike you? It's just that you jumped up to me without saying a word, which scared me."

I hurried to explain again.

"That's pretty much it, let's go."

So I took it and walked to Little Soldier Bear's bed.

It jumped from my shoulder onto the bed, walked slowly to Little Bear's head, flicked Little Bear's eyelids with its little paws, touched its beard like a little old man, and didn't say a word.

"Uncle Huang, how is it? You are good at predicting things, right? How is this little bear soldier? Can he be saved?"

Seeing that it didn't speak, I asked anxiously.

"This child cannot die, but the meaning of living in this life is not that great. It's karma!" It seemed to be thinking about something.

"What do you mean?"

I asked with eyes wide open and confusion.

"That's it, that's what it is. I can't be a man anymore."

It looked up at me, probably because it thought I was too young to understand these things and was too embarrassed to say them out loud.

"He asked for death. Never mind. He's lucky to have saved his life. Uncle Huang, please help me get back his lost soul first. I can't take care of anything else." I said angrily.

"Okay, you little girl, it seems like you know everything!"

Uncle Huang looked at me again with a wicked smile on his face.

I am embarrassed to say that there is a soul in its 15s living in my 20-year-old body. However, even if I don't say it, it should be able to tell based on its level of cultivation.

My face turned slightly red and I didn't respond.

He was seen standing on Bear Soldier's pillow, with one paw behind his back and the other paw pointing at Bear Soldier's brow. A golden aura emanated from the tip of his paw.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Xiong Xiaobing's soul, like a paper man, swaying in the air towards his body, and slowly sinking into his body like smoke.

After the last wisp of smoke completely entered his body, Xiong Xiaobing let out a long breath as if he had been suffocating for a long time.

"Feng girl, there shouldn't be anything for me to do here. I'm leaving first. Call me if you need anything."

Seeing that Xiong Xiaobing was about to wake up, Uncle Huang left a few words and immediately disappeared from my sight.

At this time, Little Soldier Xiong slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at me, his black eyes full of confusion.

"You, who are you? Are you from Class 33? What's your name?"

His voice was weak, the same voice I heard in my fantasy.

"Yes, I'm Liu Feng from the 33rd squad. Chief Xiao from the police station asked me to help you with your medical treatment." I said to him.

After hearing what I said, his eyebrows trembled and a painful expression appeared on his face.

"The police have already come to our door? It's only been a few days!"

He struggled to get up, crying.

"You understand what you have done that is unforgivable!"

I don't have a nice tone to speak to people like this.

With great difficulty, he slowly propped himself up with his hands and lay sideways on the head of the bed. Seeing the state of his lower body, he cried out in surprise, and picked up the sheet beside him and covered himself with it with great effort.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked, glancing at his lower body.

"I, I," his expression of pain was beyond words. After a long pause, he told me what happened after they buried Li Yanyan.

That day, after the five of them buried Li Yanyan, in order to keep their mouths shut, they bought a bottle of white wine, and imitated the young and dangerous guys on TV. They swore an oath of blood and swore to the heavens that they would not tell anyone about Li Yanyan, including their families, otherwise they would not die a good death.

In fact, without this so-called ritual, no one would dare to tell this matter outside. After all, it is a matter of life and death. If it is revealed, everyone will be shot.

After finishing the work, he returned home. He used to run around everywhere, but now he stayed at home and helped with farm work, which made his family very happy.

He didn't dare run around and could only hide at home. He was very alert and would be so scared when he saw a car passing by the road next to his house that he would quickly retreat back into the room.

He couldn't sleep at night because he always felt like a pair of eyes were staring at him. This was obviously a sign of a guilty conscience.

In this way, he stayed at home for more than a week, and when he felt nothing was happening, he relaxed a little.

But just three nights ago, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. His eyelids were drooping that day, so he went to bed early and slept very soundly.

In his dream, a girl in a floral dress stood by the window, called him gently and waved to him.

"Little Bear, Little Bear, come out, come out and play with me."

He couldn't resist the temptation, so he slowly got up, opened the door and went out.

The girl had a sweet and melodious voice and a graceful figure. Although he couldn't see her face clearly, he felt that the girl must be as beautiful as a fairy.

His heart was pounding as the girl held his hand and he followed her forward. With such a beautiful girl holding his hand, he completely lost his resistance and followed her with a smile on his face.

The girl led him to the meadow by the river. The grass was green and the moonlight was bright. They came to a big tree.

The girl hugged him tenderly, and her gentle figure made him react immediately.

He held her in his arms and leaned against the tree, taking the girl in ecstasy for a long time, until he was exhausted and fell beside the tree.

It was not until the next morning that someone passed by and saw his lower body covered in blood. He had fallen under a big tree next to a cemetery.