After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

"Hey?"

Ni Yangzhou lay on the bed watching Meng Ting tidy up the room and took out a cell phone from the boy's pocket.

"Didn't I give this to the owner of the mobile phone store?"

“I bought it back.”

Ni Yangzhou wasn't too surprised, it was just a pity.

"The person who killed me took away the replaced SIM card and the second-hand phone."

Meng Ting paused after hearing this and continued to make the bed.

"Hey, Brother Meng, help me find the murderer."

The little paper man put his hands together and bowed, "It's really important to me!"

Meng Ting responded: "Is this what you want to do?"

"Ok?"

Ni Yangzhou felt that what Meng Ting said was a little strange. After thinking about it for a while, he nodded seriously.

“What I want to do most, what I must do.”

Meng Ting stopped what he was doing and looked at Ni Yangzhou.

"I see."

After receiving Meng Ting's affirmative response, Ni Yangzhou finally felt a little relieved.

The soul resides in the paper man and needs nourishment from Meng Ting and the ancestral jade pendant. Ni Yangzhou cannot act alone, not to mention that his body is so fragile now.

"But Brother Meng," Ni Yangzhou asked as he sat down:

"Where did you get the money?"

Meng Ting replied: "I earned it by working."

Ni Yangzhou was puzzled: "That phone is very new, it must cost at least 4,000 or 5,000 yuan, how much does the repair shop owner want from you?"

Meng Ting: “Eight thousand.”

"Damn," Ni Yangzhou sighed, "this is a shady shop."

You can buy a new one.

The prices of mobile phones this era are very high and very low, and eight thousand is a sky-high price.

Meng Ting looked indifferent.

"I thought you were a poor fellow." Ni Yangzhou murmured, "Even if the protagonist comes from a poor family, can she earn a fortune for herself with her amazing beauty?"

Meng Ting looked back at the little paper man who had no money and no possessions.

"Well, I am. I am 'poor fellow'."

Ni Yangzhou poked and tapped on his phone out of boredom, looking at what was in the phone without a card inserted. Suddenly, he pressed a key and a locked folder appeared on the screen.

The little paper man screamed, "Brother Meng, Brother Meng, Brother Meng! Come quickly!"

Meng Ting thought something had happened, so he hurried to Ni Yangzhou's side, and the wind he brought blew Ni Yangzhou over.

The boy stopped the small piece of paper and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ni Yangzhou pointed at his phone: "Secret folder."

"Your cell phone, you don't know?"

Ni Yangzhou's mouth drooped.

"Um... not yours."

Ni Yangzhou nodded happily.

There was actually a hidden photo album in the phone. Fortunately, Meng Ting went to buy the phone early, and the boss had not yet formatted the phone.

"I'll take it to the repair shop tomorrow to see if it can be unlocked."

Ni Yangzhou nodded frantically, "I'll come too!"

"Also," Ni Yangzhou remembered the small notebook hidden under the bed in the original owner's home in the community. Many names were written on it, as well as the protagonists, supporting characters, victims and so on. If this was discovered by someone, it would be very troublesome.

"Brother Meng, help me get something home."

Meng Ting put on his shoes again after hearing this.

Ni Yangzhou: "Go now?"

"I don't have the key."

"Oh, yes," Ni Yangzhou remembered that his key was originally hanging on the mobile phone. When he gave it to the mobile phone store owner, he took it off and put it in his pocket. Now it should have been taken to the crematorium along with his body.

"Then let's go."

Meng Ting picked up Ni Yangzhou and gently put him in his chest pocket.

The little paper man struggled inside, then poked his head out and stuck out at the edge of the pocket.

When a person moves, he feels like riding on clouds and flying in the air.

"Meng Meng plane, take off!"

Meng Ting shut the mouth of the overly optimistic paper ghost and set off to the original owner's community.

It was already late when we arrived at the community.

Meng Ting walked downstairs and looked up. The windows upstairs were still not closed.

The little man in the breast pocket said sullenly:

"Hey, exchange air, fresh air~"

Meng Ting's words became a little more venomous: "It's a great convenience for perverts."

"Then you're including yourself in this."

Meng Ting spoke in a low voice, and it was unclear who he was talking to, "I am a pervert."

There are still people walking their dogs in the community.

Meng Ting first went out to the gate of the community and ordered a bowl of noodles at the noodle shop that Ni Yangzhou often ate at.

The little paper man secretly shouted: "Noodles with minced meat and gravy, so delicious, eat that!"

Meng Ting followed the advice.

Soon a bowl of fragrant noodles was brought to the table.

The minced meat was golden and translucent, and the noodles were chewy and smooth. Ni Yangzhou couldn't help but stick half of his head out to smell it.

Can't smell it.

Ghosts cannot eat food from the human world.

Meng Ting bought a stick of incense from the store and borrowed a lighter from the restaurant owner. He couldn't put the incense on the table, so he lit it directly in the palm of his hand, otherwise it would attract attention. He bowed three times.

Ni Yangzhou was originally hiding his head in his pocket and worrying.

My healthy body won’t last long, but now that I’m dead, I won’t be able to eat any food.

Not only can you not eat it, even smelling it is a luxury.

As I was sighing, the fragrance came.

The small piece of paper was squeezing in the pocket, and its square head popped out, seeing the incense ashes picked up by the boy.

"Brother Meng! You provided it for me?"

Ni Yangzhou asked quietly, hardly able to express his excitement.

Meng Ting nodded.

“Wow, it smells so good!”

Ni Yangzhou wanted to crawl out, but he thought they were in a public place. Although there were not many people in the noodle shop, the moving pieces of paper were too scary.

Meng Ting gently pressed the restless little man with his index finger and said, "Breathe."

"Yes." Ni Yangzhou was still wondering how he could suck noodles with his paper mouth for a moment, and suddenly he realized that ghosts eat "air".

Ni Yangzhou took a deep breath, and the fragrance slid into his body through his nose.

After inhaling for a while, Ni Yangzhou touched his flat belly and sighed with contentment.

Seeing this, Meng Ting finally started to eat the noodles in the bowl.

"Hehe, it's pretty good," Ni Yangzhou looked out through the thin fabric of his pocket.

"I eat one portion, you eat one portion, the utilization rate is very high."

"It's delicious. The boss of this noodle shop is very skilled. The noodles are freshly stretched. They are springy and smooth, right, Brother Meng?"

The boy ate very quickly, and all the soup and water went into his stomach in just a few mouthfuls, but his eating manner was still neat and elegant.

Meng Ting nodded, "It's delicious."

The man and the ghost stayed there for a while, until the noodle shop closed, and the boy finally returned to the community.

There is no one to be seen on the streets in the community now.

"It's now."

Ni Yangzhou encouraged, "Brother Meng, hurry up."

Meng Ting walked downstairs from the green side. The old community had relatively low ceilings and guardrails were installed on the first three floors, so climbing up with bare hands was not a very difficult task.

It just takes more courage.

For someone like Meng Ting who is tall and not a first-time climber, it is very easy.

Reaching the window, Meng Ting held onto the window frame, bent over and jumped, then went straight into the room.

Ni Yangzhou had a limited vision as he was in the pocket, but in a blink of an eye, his very familiar bedroom appeared in front of him.

Just as Ni Yangzhou was about to instruct Meng Ting to turn over the mattress, there was a sudden noise at the door.