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

The room is furnished with three sets of newlywed furniture unique to this era: a wooden bunk bed, a modular wardrobe, and a dressing table.

There was a wedding photo of the newlyweds hanging on the head of the bed. The man had a handsome face, and his eyes and brows looked very similar to Qiao Xiaoling, he was her brother Qiao Xiaofeng. The woman was petite and looked very happy.

But I know that this happiness did not last long. Not long after they got married, Qiao Xiaofeng was killed by Huang Bo.

Maybe she hadn’t given birth to a child yet. After Qiao Xiaofeng got into trouble, this sister-in-law left. Because I didn’t see this sister-in-law the first time I came to Qiao’s house.

If a woman has a child, she will generally choose to stay for the sake of the child.

I looked around the room but couldn't find any ghosts.

I was a little suspicious whether I had seen it wrong that day. I was quite sure that the ghost was Qiao Xiaofeng, but I didn't find any trace of him in the place where he was most likely to appear.

I frowned and prepared to go to the room on the right to take a look.

"Ouch!" I turned around suddenly. I didn't expect Wang Erming to be following me so closely that I actually bumped into him and broke his body.

"Oh! Brother Erming, why are you so close to me?" I said to Wang Erming in a bad mood again.

"Sorry, sorry, Feng'er, did I hurt you? I, I'm just curious." Wang Erming said timidly.

"Brother Erming, I haven't opened your third eye yet, right?" I suddenly thought of this.

"Yes, yes!" he responded quickly.

"After I open your third eye and allow you to see ghosts, are you sure you won't be afraid?" I asked seriously.

"I'm not afraid, but Feng'er, let me ask you first, if you have opened your third eye, will you be able to see everything in the future? If so, I'm a little afraid."

Wang Erming asked me with a chuckle.

"No, that won't happen. I used cow's tears to open your third eye, but it can only last for three hours at most," I replied.

"Okay, okay, just help me open it." He urged me excitedly.

"That's OK. Just close your eyes and lower your head." He was a head taller than me, so I had to ask him to lower his head so that I could help him wipe away the cow's tears.

He obediently closed his eyes and lowered his head.

"By the way, Feng'er, you were born with the Yin-Yang eyesight, and you can see those things all the time. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable? A bit scary?" He asked curiously again.

"No, I didn't know how to control it at first, but now that time has passed, I can see when I want to open my third eye, and I can't see when I don't want to open my third eye."

I said to him as I took out the small bottle of cow's tears that my grandmother gave me from my pocket.

"That's good, otherwise it would be too scary." He nodded with relief.

"Oh, it hurts!" He cried out in pain when I smeared cow's tears on his eyelids.

"Brother Erming, does it hurt? I have never used it before." I asked worriedly.

"Yes, yes, there is a piercing pain in my eyelids." He said with a painful expression and gently touched his eyes with his hands, but did not dare to use too much force.

"It shouldn't hurt for long, just hold on for a while."

Now I finally understand why my grandmother stopped using cow’s tears to open my third eye after she found out I had the Yin-Yang eyes. The reason was that it would hurt. Look at Wang Erming’s expression, the pain was unmistakable.

I’ve seen my grandma use it before, and she always endured it, not screaming out like Wang Erming. But as I remember, my grandma only kept her eyes closed and had an expression of pain for about one or two minutes at most.

I used to think that grandma was just smearing cow's tears and that she showed a painful expression because she was not used to it, so I told Wang Erming to let him hold on for a while.

Wang Erming didn't say anything, but just nodded with his eyes closed. After about two minutes, he closed his eyes and looked around curiously.

"Feng'er, it doesn't hurt now, but I can't see anything." He asked me curiously again.

"There are no ghosts here, what can you see?" I said to him mockingly.

"Oh, then, what is that?" he asked, pointing at the door on the right with a look of horror.

I looked in the direction he pointed, and then I noticed a trace of black air coming out from the gap in the door.

"That's Yin Qi. It seems your third eye has been opened."

I said this to him because after opening his third eye, he can see the black evil spirit.

"Oh, so that's how it is!" He said, shrinking his neck and retreating behind me.

It seemed that he was still a little scared. I ignored him and walked straight to the door on the right. There was a negative energy coming out of it, and I was sure that there must be a ghost in there.

I gently pushed the room open.

"Ah! Ah! Huang, Huang Bo." Before I could look carefully, Wang Erming opened his mouth wide and screamed, which scared me.

"Brother Erming, don't make a fuss." I said unhappily.

I looked into the room and saw a man in his twenties sitting on the bed. This room was obviously occupied by a girl. It should be Qiao Xiaoling's room.

"Huang Bo, is that you? You're back?"

At this time, Wang Erming had not yet reacted. The Huang Bo in front of him was a ghost. After calming down, he asked.

But I immediately saw that there was a thick black aura coming out of his head, and it was obvious that he had died unjustly.

The ghost of Huang Bo turned around and looked at us with surprise. He heard Wang Erming calling him, but he didn't expect that we could see him.

I looked carefully and it was indeed Huang Bo, because he had passed by my house several times and I had some impression of him.

"Hello, Brother Huang Bo!" As it was a fact, he already knew that we could see him, so I greeted him generously.

"You, you guys, can, can see me." Huang Bo asked us, pointing at his nose.

"How can you not see it? Just sit there quietly, Brother Huang." Wang Erming said to him again.

"Who are you?" Huang Bo asked Wang Erming.

"I'm Wang Erming from Team 6. Don't you remember me? Four years ago, you treated me to a meal. But, but, didn't you run away? Why are you back?"

Wang Erming asked curiously again.

"Oh, I remember now. You guys, we haven't seen each other for a few years now, and now you're an adult. Come in and sit down." Huang Bo pointed to the chairs by the wall and asked us to sit down.

Wang Erming and I walked in without hesitation and sat down.

"Tell me, why did you two come to the Qiao family?" After we sat down, Huang Bo frowned and asked again.

"The Qiao family is haunted, so we asked Feng'er and his grandmother to take a look. I didn't expect to meet you." Wang Erming answered before I could speak.

I am also impressed by Wang Erming. At this moment, I feel that he is a mentally retarded person. Can't he see that the person in front of him is not a human being at all?

Even if you can't see it, you can figure it out. Huang Bo killed Qiao Xiaofeng, the son of the Qiao family. The case must have been filed with the Public Security Bureau. If he comes back, the police will arrest him immediately.

Even if he wasn't arrested immediately, would the Qiao family still let him in? Would they still let him sit on Qiao Xiaoling's bed? This was simply impossible.