not scary story

Even at four o'clock in the morning, Qiao Xia's call was still quickly connected. Yan Jiu heard Tao's gloomy voice beside her, and guessed that they had been waiting for her call.

After briefly talking about the ghost baby, Qiao Xia asked him to call an ambulance immediately to prevent the mother from dying due to other dystocia symptoms, because the ghost baby that absorbed all the breath of life in the mother's body would only become stronger.

When Yan Jiu heard that a ghost baby had committed dozens of lives, she couldn't care less about being afraid. While reporting the address to them, she pressed Fujilan's growing belly with one hand.

The moment his fingers touched his belly, he felt so much resentment that he was so shocked that he dropped the phone that was still on the phone.

Qiao Yuan was holding a knife in one hand and pressing the soul-suppressing talisman on Tenglan's forehead with the other. He looked over immediately when he heard the movement, and after seeing Yan Jiu's pale face, he scolded in a low voice: "All fears are unknown. Caused by it, I have already said that there is no danger. Even if the thing looks terrible, you are just scaring yourself."

Yan Jiu pursed her lower lip, summoned up her courage again, and put her hand up.

Qiao Yuan didn't know that guides with psychic abilities much stronger than ordinary celestial masters were more vulnerable to the impact of ghosts and resentment.

There is no way to compare this feeling, and Yan Jiu doesn’t know what ordinary people experience. He only knows that when he comes into contact with these things, all kinds of distorted, malicious, and chaotic thoughts will always flood into his brain, so he will He is more afraid than ordinary people. This kind of fear he can't talk about, let alone explain, which finally made him look timid and cowardly.

No one understands how painful it is for him to carry these disgusting, maddening thoughts, and no one can understand how he feels at this moment.

To describe it, it was like stepping into a quagmire of broken glass, excrement, snakes, rats, ants, and corpses.

When I was alone in the past, Yan Jiu didn't even want to take a second look.

Today, he has been able to hold on with a pale face.

He is the only one in the world who applauds such insignificant progress to outsiders.

Cold sweat dripped down from the corner of his forehead, he closed his eyes, suppressed the noise that was about to explode in his head, tried to leave his hand several times, but finally settled there.

Soothe the baby?

How to appease?

The small palm was just below his own, desperately fighting back against his suppression.

Yan Jiu didn't know why, but thought of a certain midsummer night, grandma hugged herself, sat by the threshold, fanned him with a palmflower fan, and hummed an old lullaby in a low voice.

That night, the sky was full of stars, the night breeze was slightly cool, and there was still the fragrance of rice in the air.

He had missed such a quiet and peaceful day so much.

"Big Moon, Er Yue, my brother got up and learned to be a carpenter,

Mom gets up to tie the soles of her shoes, sister-in-law gets up to steam glutinous rice,

The doll smells the fragrance of glutinous rice and beats gongs and drums to pick up the girl,

Girls are tall, play with scissors, girls are short, play with crabs,

The crab went up the slope, but the girl was still touching in the river,

When the crab hit the ridge, the girl was still shouting in the river,

The crab crawled into the house, the girl was still crying in the river,

Doll, hurry up and pick up your wife..." He slowly hummed the song that he couldn't remember the tune of, trying to replace the prenatal education music machine with himself.

Qiao Yuan's shoulders were shaking desperately, he could only bite the corner of his mouth desperately to keep himself from laughing out loud.

Maybe it's because the song is too weird, but the kid in my stomach really quieted down.

This kind of nursery rhyme itself is not long, Yan Jiu finished singing quickly, and just stopped for two seconds, the kid seemed dissatisfied, and started to kick the music machine that would pause by itself.

"Continue." Young Master Qiao, whose hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the knife steadily, urged.

"...Brother Moon, come with me, go to Nanshan to sell Balan, Baluba, sell pipa, Pipa is soft, sell bamboo plaques, bamboo plaques are tall, use a knife, the knife is fast, good for cutting vegetables, vegetables are bitter , during the Dragon Boat Festival, the dishes are sweet, good for the New Year.”

The nursery rhyme this time still has the accent of my grandmother's hometown, soft and sticky, and the cadence alone is very pleasant to hear, and Yan Jiu is a little sleepy, so the singing is even more hypnotic.Qiao Yuan stared at the boy who was blushing and humming a nursery rhyme he had never heard before, his eyes softened unconsciously.

Yan Jiu grew up in the countryside when she was a child, and she remembers more nursery rhymes than children in the city, and most of these songs have some oily tones of "daughter-in-law" and "baby", which are quite interesting to listen to.

Unknowingly, after singing more than ten songs, there was finally a knock on the door.

Yan Jiu let out a long sigh of relief.

He tentatively moved his hand away, and the ghost baby didn't kick its stomach violently anymore, and seemed to have been lulled to sleep.

The medical team specializing in first aid for criminal cases didn't ask why two students surrounded a pregnant woman, and they didn't seem to see the yellow talisman on her forehead. They carried her into the ambulance and rushed back to the hospital.

When the pregnant woman was pushed out of the ambulance, Qiao Xia was already waiting there with her special investigation department.

"The threat of ghost babies is too great, we can't take it lightly." Shen Yutao's expression was very serious, "The next thing is for the adults, you go back and rest first."

Yan Jiu had clearly explained Zhou Bohao's information on the phone just now, and now he has nothing to explain. He was shocked all night, and when he finally relaxed, he was so sleepy that he couldn't even hold his eyelids.

The sky was already dark, and the whole city seemed to wake up. At this time, the baby ghosts would no longer burst out with such great strength. At least they still had time to think of a way before the next night.

"Go home." Qiao Yuan ordered, and Yan Jiu, who was in a daze, boarded the taxi.

It wasn't until he found himself standing in front of the gate of Qiao's house that he came back to his senses: "...Can't I go home?"

"Too lazy to turn around." Qiao Yuan said domineeringly, and went upstairs by himself.

Yan Jiu was so sleepy that she didn't want to worry about this problem, so she found the guest room she usually lived in, and found the pajamas she often wore from the closet. After washing, she climbed into bed and was ready to fall asleep.

As a result, the door was pushed open.

The owner of the house pushed him aside domineeringly, took up half of the seat himself, lay down and said, "Keep singing, I can't sleep."

"..."

"Sing? I want to listen to the part about my daughter-in-law."

"...There are many paragraphs."

"Then you can sing whatever you want." Young Master Qiao hugged the pillow and rolled over to his side, closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep.

"Three songs are enough?" Yan Jiu habitually did not resist when she was so sleepy that she could fall asleep immediately, and only negotiated with him a little.

"Ah."

"You just lack childhood." Yan Jiu murmured, hugging the quilt as well, humming indistinctly for a few minutes.

Not to mention three songs, in the end even two songs were not finished.

Steady breathing intertwined, the two boys who had gradually grown into youths, like tired children playing in the haystack, faced each other, curled up, and fell asleep together.

This sleep lasted until noon.Waking up hungry doesn't feel so good.But I was so hungry that I saw a large bowl of mung bean sweet soup downstairs, and this kind of joy was enough to dilute the tiredness of waking up.

Qiao Yuan was already sitting in the lobby, drinking soup while typing on the computer.

It was a gloomy afternoon, and even though it was only four o'clock, the lights were on in the hall.

"It's been found out." His words made Yan Jiu, who wanted to sit at the dinner table obediently and drink soup, rush over to look at it with a bowl in his hand.

On the computer last week, Bo Hao’s information was compiled into a PDF file like a recruitment resume. The top photo is an ID card that can make everyone look ugly. Maybe because he is too serious, he seems a bit old-fashioned and sinister.

This is the son of the boss of a listed company, a typical rich second generation, and his birth date is exactly the same as that reported by Yan Jiu, except that the sentence "birth date is fake" was added in brackets later.

"No wonder she said others couldn't figure it out, it turned out to be fake." Yan Jiu said in surprise.

"My certificate is also fake," Qiao Yuan disagreed. "Wealthy people are afraid of other people's birth date horoscope and other poisonous spells. Except for those who broke out later, they rarely use the real date."

... You rich people really know how to play.

After Yan Jiu complained silently, she continued to look at Zhou Bohao's profile.

After seeing "Missing for Nine Months", he was startled again: "What happened? Nine months?" Nine months?Whose child is in the belly of Fujilan?Was it not because of their child that she was anxious to see Zhou Bohao?

"The birth of a ghost baby is very complicated, but the most frightening possibility... is that he let the woman conceive his child in the state of a ghost." Qiao Yuan knocked on Fujilan's information, pointing to the birthday on it: " She was born on Ghost Moon and Ghost Day in the leap year... It's no wonder that this kind of information is fake, she is the best born with ghosts."

Yan Jiu's expression distorted for a moment: "Being...ghost..." He was a little embarrassed to say the last word, but Qiao Yuan finished it coldly: "Being pregnant by a ghost is also the rhythm of singing every night. Ghost fetuses are not so easy to conceive."

"Why didn't she find out?" Just being close to the ghost already gave Yan Jiu a headache and nausea, let alone getting close to it.

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that this woman used to work in a bar. You can often meet some night charms in that kind of place. After you get used to it, you may not be vigilant." Qiao Yuan glanced at Yan Jiu's face from the corner of his eyes.The part cut by the box knife has stopped bleeding, and the remaining scars can be basically recovered after applying the scar cream for half a month.

He withdrew his eyes, thinking dissatisfiedly that he couldn't pinch his face for half a month, how unhappy.

"Is that the bar?" Yan Jiu grabbed Qiao Yuan's hand, with an expression of "there is only one truth", "The bar where she kidnapped me had a few beauties who turned into apes. Where did you meet?"

Qiao Yuan was a little dissatisfied with his going to the bar in the middle of the night. You must know that there are not many bars near the school that are pure places. This timid hamster not only goes to the bar at night, but also dares to hook up with women? !

"Oh? What kind of bar?" There was already a sneer in his voice.

The unsuspecting hamster put his arms around Mao and confessed what happened last night, even explaining the details of the woman's soft chest leaning against him.

Qiao Yuan's face was as ugly as if it was about to rain outside.

"Come on, let's go and have a look," he stood up from the sofa, "see what new clues you can find."

If he didn't call that DCUP an airport, his surname would not be Joe!