Lookout Men and Widows

The sun shone on his eyelids, and Mr. Zhang finally woke up.

His mind was like a mess, and when he opened his eyes, his vision was blurry, but he vaguely remembered that he followed You Ming and the others to the hotel last night, and then he waited outside the door, and then heard a woman crying...

Mr. Zhang shuddered. He didn't feel anything at the time. Now that he thought about it, wasn't that woman's cry the source of the haunting?

And she was sitting on the railing, inviting him to sit on it together.

Damn!He almost said goodbye to this wonderful world!

Mr. Zhang stood up tremblingly, took out his mobile phone from his bag, and was about to make a call when he suddenly froze——

There was no electricity last night and he couldn't see things. Why didn't he use the flashlight that came with his phone?

He was so frightened that his IQ went offline last night?

Mr. Zhang couldn't laugh or cry, it was daytime, the hotel was no longer gloomy, and he was more courageous, the road below the restaurant was full of traffic, and the sun dispelled the cold air.

Mr. Zhang called You Ming, and he was relieved after confirming that he was fine.

"Then what about my other two hotels?" Mr. Zhang asked nervously, swallowing while asking.

You Ming's voice was very calm, which made Mr. Zhang feel relieved gradually. You Ming said, "Don't worry, I will find out the reason. You only need to wait for three days."

Mr. Zhang quickly said: "Okay, okay, I'm not in a hurry."

Don't be in a hurry, he knows how powerful ghosts are.

If he actually sat on the railing last night and jumped off...

Mr. Zhang shivered and felt cold again. He didn't dare to take the elevator, and took the stairs to leave the hotel, so he felt relieved.

He felt that he would cast a shadow over his hotel for the rest of his life.

Right now, You Ming is standing in the courtyard of the underworld, accompanied by Jiang Yu'an, and there are no other ghosts around except the female ghost.

This house is very large and beautiful, with pavilions, pavilions, rockery ponds, and wooden lake corridors. The decoration is simple and generous, not overly luxurious.

The female ghost was wearing a white gown, not the dark purple gown she saw before. Her long hair hung down her waist. Sitting opposite You Ming, her brows were slightly wrinkled, as gentle as spring water, with a The sorrow of falling leaves in the autumn wind.

She is a very classically beautiful female ghost.

Even though she is now a prisoner, she doesn't look embarrassed.

It seems that she is just a guest here, and she has to abide by etiquette.

"Since you can confuse people, why didn't you really harm people?" You Ming asked strangely.

He couldn't quite figure it out, since she was so bewitched to that point, why didn't anyone's life fall into her hands?

After the female ghost came to the underworld, she was probably also educated by the ghosts in this house. She didn't dare to play charades anymore, and said with a sad face: "They don't want to die."

Her tone was puzzled and bored. She thought death was a good thing, and she didn't understand why those people chose to live in such a miserable situation at the last moment.

Fortunately, the female ghost always answered her questions, and You Ming quickly sorted out her life.

Not counting ups and downs, but listening to it does make the heart numb.

The female ghost was probably a person at that time. There was no food in the whole country. Except for the public meals, everyone tightened their belts to live.

At that time, the female ghost was fifteen or sixteen years old, and she looked very good in the village. She had no parents and was brought up by her uncle and aunt.

When the food was most scarce, her uncle and aunt only gave her a small amount of food every day, but she had to do a lot of work, because the uncle and aunt had an only son, and they didn't want the only son to suffer. They planned to let the female ghost follow the son when he grew up Son gets married.

After all, such a daughter-in-law doesn't need to spend money, can work, and can have children, which is a good deal.

Even if their blood relationship did not go through three generations, no one in any small backwater village checked this.

They also had no schooling and were unaware of the disadvantages of inbreeding.

Later, during a job, the female ghost was dragged into the woods by a hooligan from the same village by her hair.

She came home disheveled and with finger marks on her neck.

The uncle and aunt looked at her like they were looking at something dirty, and after asking who did it, they went to find the local ruffian.

At that time, the female ghost thought that her uncle and aunt wanted to make decisions for her and help her. She was so grateful to them at that time, and she was so grateful that she was willing to serve them as cattle and horses for the rest of her life.

As a result, my uncle and aunt went to the local ruffian's house to make a big fuss, and the family finally gave them food, so they gave up.

But the matter of her being insulted has been known to all.

There were not many women in the village.

Those bachelors are like dogs who have seen fleshy bones. They treat her like an animal. When they think of it, they knock on the door of their uncle's house, give them some food, and then they can take her away.

She roared and struggled, waving her limbs desperately, but the uncle and aunt just stood aside and watched coldly.

Even the cousin who was almost brought up by her said she was a whore.

The food those people gave was not even enough for a child to eat, just a little bit, and she became a commodity.

The young people in the village will look for her, and so will the old bachelors in their 50s and [-]s.

The hooligans who insulted her at the beginning would still say that every time she came to her, she was pretending at the beginning, but now she is not honestly being a bitch.

The female ghost still wanted to live at that time.

She wanted to read books. The old master who had read books in the village said that reading can change one's destiny.

But when the old master traded her food for her, she finally collapsed.

She dared not kill, only committed suicide.

She drank rat poison.

After drinking the rat poison, she felt heart-piercing pain. She foamed at the mouth, her whole body twitched, and she kept rolling her eyes.

She was relieved very quickly. After death, no one would treat her as a commodity, and no one would insult her. Death is such a wonderful thing, she has never been so happy.

She can freely wander between the world and go wherever she wants. When the society is stable and she can go to school, she will float into the classroom and study with the children.

You can see all kinds of things in the world.

She sincerely thinks that death is a good thing, and being a ghost is also a good thing.

That's why she wants to help more people get out of the sea of ​​suffering.

The female ghost sighed: "At the last moment, they all gave up."

There is no beautiful thing in her life, maybe there is, but when the old master walked into the door of her uncle and aunt's house, that insignificant beauty was also shattered, so she felt that the people who suffered were the same as herself.

"Don't you want to reincarnate?" You Ming looked at her, his tone slowed down.

The female ghost shook her head: "Who knows what I will be reincarnated into?"

If reincarnated as it was before death, why bother to suffer again.

Jiang Yu'an said beside him: "Then you will stay in the underworld."

The female ghost raised her head to look at Jiang Yu'an, and said softly, "Thank you."

Although I can't return to the human world, the underworld is fine, as long as I don't go to reincarnation, it's fine anywhere.

"Are you also in the other two hotels?" You Ming asked.

The female ghost nodded: "I have allotted time."

She was in one hotel from twelve to one in the morning, in another from one to two, and in the last one from two to three.

The rest of the time she wanders around.

You Ming asked again: "Where are those ghost heads?"

The female ghost said in detail that those ghost heads were her companions when she was wandering. After the companions disappeared, the last bit of remembrance saved their heads and followed her all the time.

They also protect her when she is in danger.

"That's all right." The female ghost said to You Ming with a smile, "Thank you."

She didn't know how to treat them all the time, but when You Ming burned them clean, she felt very good.

The companions have already left, and since they are gone, it is best to leave cleanly.

The female ghost stood up and walked in front of You Ming. When she stood in front of You Ming, she looked very petite. She said softly, "Please extend your hand."

You Ming stretched out his hand inexplicably, and spread his palm.

The female ghost put something in his palm, it was a red bead, a bit like a pearl, but it didn't have the same luster, so I couldn't tell what it was made of.

"This is something I got by chance." The female ghost smiled, she never smiled, her smile was very stiff and gloomy, "I don't know what it is for, but it is very beautiful, I give it to you."

You Ming looked at the red bead, the bead was flowing with brilliance, it was neither metal nor pearl, but it was more beautiful than both.

The female ghost looked at You Ming: "Don't give it back to me."

"It doesn't belong to me." The female ghost stepped back, and she floated away.

You Ming was still standing there, he held the bead and asked Jiang Yu'an: "What is this?"

Jiang Yu'an only glanced at Zhuzhu, and said calmly: "Let's keep it for fun, those ghosts hurt you because of her, and now she uses this to compensate you."

"Do you know what it is?" You Ming was still curious, he looked at Jiang Yu'an's face.

Jiang Yu'an reached out and tapped his lips.

You Ming: "..."

What a big kid.

You Ming thought so in his heart, but he still hooked Jiang Yu'an's neck and kissed Jiang Yu'an's lips.

Between lips and teeth, You Ming closed his eyes.

The ghosts who had been quietly guarding in different places turned their backs at the same time.

——I never thought that the boss would have such a shameless side.

You Ming could hear a "boo" when they parted, and the sound of water in the deep kiss had already made him feel embarrassed, and now his cheeks were even more flushed—You Ming was never shy when he was in the room, but Now it is outside, although there is no one in the underworld, there are still ghosts.

You Ming asked in a low voice: "Is there no ghost to see?"

Jiang Yu'an looked at him with extremely gentle eyes: "No."

You Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to ask after he relaxed: "What is this bead?"

"This is a bone pearl soaked in the blood pool." Jiang Yu'an naturally put his arms around You Ming's shoulders, and the two walked on the corridor in the courtyard. There were no fish in the pond, but there were lotus leaves and flowers on it, which were transformed by illusion. picturesque.

Jiang Yu'an said: "The blood pool has to be bled by living people who have been tortured, and put beads made from the bones of the good people of the seventh generation. After soaking for 20 years, there is only such a bead."

You Ming looked at this beautiful bead, and didn't expect its origin to be so cruel.

Jiang Yu'an said: "It's not rare, but it's against the law of heaven."

You Ming felt that this bead was burning his hands.

Jiang Yu'an said softly: "Take it away, it can command tens of thousands of ghosts, but the number of times is limited, after seven times it will burst into ashes."

You Ming frowned.

"Don't feel psychological pressure." Jiang Yu'an said, "If you use it once, tens of thousands of ghosts will be free one day earlier."

You Ming's eyes widened: "Are they locked in this bead?"

Jiang Yu'an nodded: "If no one uses them, they will stay inside forever."

You Ming put the beads away.

"Don't even think about using them casually." Jiang Yu'an said, "Unless there is a crisis, you won't be able to release them without external stimuli."

The bead obviously doesn't weigh much, but You Ming thinks it is very heavy.

That is the weight of a pile of human lives.

"Go out." Jiang Yu'an raised his head and said, "Being in the underworld for a long time is not good for your health."

You Ming nodded, a black vortex appeared in front of You Ming, he took Jiang Yu'an's hand and walked in.

The gates of the underworld and the underworld are almost closed. If they can come in and out at will, ghosts can fill up the underworld.

It was still daytime in Yangjian, and You Ming was standing in Jiang's room, just as Jiang's mother was knocking on the door: "Come out for lunch."

"Here we come." You Ming straightened his clothes and went downstairs with Jiang Yu'an.

Mother Jiang smiled and watched them walk down, and Father Jiang also put down the documents in his hand.

The family eats around the table.

Auntie made a hearty dish, cooked fish soup, stewed pork ribs, vegetarian dishes, cold dishes, and peppery pork head meat, which was soft and glutinous but not greasy.

Father Jiang coughed a few times while eating.

You Ming asked with concern: "Do you have a cold?"

Father Jiang smiled and said, "Maybe I caught a cold last night."

Mother Jiang: "At such an age, I still have to kick the quilt."

You Ming nodded: "Yu'an also kicked the quilt."

Jiang Yu'an looked up at You Ming with burning eyes.

As soon as these words came out, You Ming was also stunned.

Jiang Yu'an doesn't need to sleep, of course he doesn't kick the quilt.

Then why did You Ming have the impression of Jiang Yu'an kicking the quilt?

Mother Jiang answered, "Yes, Yu'an is the same as his father in this respect, father and son are carved out of the same mold in these respects."

"Have you taken your medicine?" You Ming asked, he couldn't think of the answer to the question just now, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Father Jiang said, "It's not a serious illness, it's just a couple of coughs."

You Ming: "I still need to go to the hospital for an examination."

Father Jiang: "I have a physical examination on time every year."

Since he turned 40, he and his wife have a physical examination every April.

Jiang's mother made a bowl of fish soup for her husband, and glared at him: "Did you hear that, I will accompany you to check later."

Jiang's father sighed, he really didn't feel that he needed to go to the hospital, he just coughed twice.

But he compromised anyway.

You Ming sent them to the hospital.

The hospital is overcrowded. Today is Monday. Monday is the time when the number of patients is the highest. Public hospitals are extremely crowded.

After arriving at the hospital, Jiang's father said: "...then what, I have a private doctor..."

Just now he and his wife forgot.

You Ming thought for a while: "Then let's go back."

After all, the waiting time for a private doctor is almost the same as the waiting time for registration.

It's a long wait if it's not an emergency.

The nurses were overwhelmed, and there was a long line of people standing outside the CT room.

You Ming was about to go out with Father Jiang and the others when he saw a man running out of the corridor yelling.

He was wearing a blue and white hospital gown with vertical stripes, his lips were pale and peeling, his hair was greasy and messy, and there were several bloodstains on his face, each of which made people feel that the bones were deep. .

A strange scene appeared.

While everyone stood there in horror, the patient put his hands on his chin, digging his sharp nails between flesh and bone.

The outpatient hall of the hospital, which was still buzzing with people just now, was completely silent.

People watched the patient lift his face.

The flesh and bones were separated, and the strange tearing sound lingered in everyone's ears.

The patient's face was not torn off, the face was hanging there, and the blood kept flowing. The patient screamed, suddenly fell back, and fell straight down.

It took less than a minute for the incident to end. When the medical staff arrived, they saw the patient lying on the ground, dying of breath, and he tore off his face.

Nowadays, many horror movies do not shoot such primitive and straightforward images. People are frightened, and even the timid ones start to scream.

Some of the closest people vomited on the spot.

People in the hospital were panicked and restless.

The medical staff struggled to maintain order, and soon someone brought a stretcher and carried away the corpse on the ground.

But the blood was still on the floor.

Everyone knew that a corpse with his own face torn off just lay there.

You Ming stood where he was, and he was stunned for five seconds.

It was Jiang Yu'an who called his name before he realized it.

Jiang's father and the others looked ugly.

Someone nearby whispered: "Is it mental illness?"

"It should be... who can tear off the face of a normal person..."

They hissed together, as if they could feel the pain themselves.

"What a lot of strength." People talked about it, with unconcealable fear on their faces.

Seeing it with your own eyes and seeing reports on the Internet are two different things, and what you see with your own eyes is more deterrent.

"Just now?" You Ming asked, "Psychopathy?"

Jiang Yu'an frowned: "It's not like that."

You Ming glanced at Jiang's father, and said to Jiang Yu'an: "Send parents back first."

Mother Jiang had already run to the trash can and vomited.

She couldn't control her nausea when she thought of the scene just now.

Many people have the same reaction as her.

The outpatient hall of the hospital can't wait anymore.

The family quickly went back by car and invited the family doctor to come and see them at home.

You Ming quickly called Uncle Zheng and the others to inform them of the matter. After thinking for a few seconds, he also called Zhou Yuan and the others.

When Zhou Yuan received the call, his tone was incredible. He didn't expect You Ming to contact him.

But You Ming didn't say much, he only talked about what he had seen and heard in the hospital.

"I didn't feel any evil spirit just now." You Ming waited for the family doctor to leave before saying to Jiang Yu'an in the garden, "It doesn't look like there are evil spirits."

You Ming recalled that person's movements, recalled the details, and said, "But people don't have the strength, no matter how sharp the nails are, they can only cut through the skin, and cannot penetrate."

But that person did it in one go, without any slowness in the middle.

You Ming turned on his cell phone, the city's news had already been reported.

But it didn't specify what kind of disease the patient had. The only thing that could be confirmed was that he was not a mental patient.

Some people speculate that it is an addict. Now there are many different kinds of poisons in foreign countries. One kind of poison is code-named zombie. After taking it, people's movements will become weird and they will eat other people's faces.

There are all kinds of conjectures, but You Ming thinks every one is impossible.

In fact, the patient's body did not look healthy, and for whatever reason, his strength was not strong enough to support this move.

Jiang Yu'an said to You Ming, "I didn't find anything unusual either."

"At least it wasn't made by ghosts."

Uncle Zheng and the others arrived first, and the hospital was still cleaned up. It was useless to go to the hospital, and the monitoring would never be made public, unless internal personnel leaked it, but You Ming didn't think such monitoring would leak out.

You Ming and Jiang Yu'an took Uncle Zheng and his disciples to the coffee shop outside the gate of the community, and talked about it in the private room.

This time You Ming spoke more carefully, even including the patient's appearance: "He has the appearance of an ordinary person. He has no major disasters or illnesses, nor has he made any achievements, but he is not impoverished. He shouldn't have such a catastrophe."

Yang Rongbao rubbed his chin: "That's weird. If you say there is no evil spirit, then it's not a ghost or a ghost. But if it was done by a human, why do you have to deal with an ordinary person?"

Why use such means to deal with an ordinary person who is neither rich nor poor?

"Master, are you right?" Yang Rongbao turned to ask Uncle Zheng, and saw his master staring at Jiang Yu'an without blinking his eyes. Yang Rongbao was a little embarrassed, pushed his master's shoulder, and whispered to Uncle Zheng.耳边说，“师父，人家是尤铭的爱人，你这样很不好，小心挨揍，而且你都这么大年纪了，还长得不好看，人家看不上你的。”

Uncle Zheng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and looked at Yang Rongbao in disbelief.

Is this mentally handicapped really his apprentice?

why?

Was he blind when he accepted apprentices?

Although Yang Rongbao deliberately lowered his voice, You Ming and Jiang Yu'an still heard it.

Jiang Yu'an smiled and said, "It's nothing."

Uncle Zheng stopped looking at Jiang Yu'an, but looked at You Ming with amazement in his eyes.

In his opinion, You Ming is a warrior. It is unimaginable to dare to go in and out with such a ghost, and even get married.

You Ming saw what Uncle Zheng meant, and asked, "Do you know any circumstances that can make people go crazy?"

"And the strength will increase exponentially."

"There are a few possibilities." Uncle Zheng cleared his throat, and now it's finally time for him to show his knowledge reserves. After all, at such an advanced age, he must know more than young people.

"Either someone is behind the control, or a monster is behind the control, or it is an evil thing."

You Ming: "Evil?"

He grabbed the evil spirit off his shoulder and asked, "Is that so?"

The evil spirit trembled in shock, and cried loudly, "I can only curse that other people can't take off their pants in time to shit!"

"I didn't do it!"

Its analogy made all four of them froze.

really disgusting...

The evil spirit was still crying: "Don't hit me!"

Uncle Zheng added amidst its howling: "It's not an evil spirit, it's an evil thing."

You Ming looked at him, waiting for him to continue talking.

"Evil spirits are spirits, and evil things are things. Spirits have wisdom, but things don't."

"In analogy, spirits are humans, and things are beasts, relying on instinct."

"It's their instinct to harm people."