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Chapter 11 011

After Shen Tang woke up, when he opened his eyes, he felt something blurred his pupils, making them a little hazy.

She raised her hand subconsciously and opened it, and only after holding it far away did she see clearly that it was a paper figurine folded by Xie Yaoling yesterday.

The little paper figurine, who had watched it in the middle of the night, seemed to have been hit by some huge blow at this moment, and the soul was spit out, and the whole piece of paper was limp and half dead, let her hold it in her hands.

Shen Tang's face changed suddenly, he sat up with a kick of his legs, and shouted:

"not good!"

It must be that a more powerful ghost than last night came to the house to make her cutie look like this!

As a result, as soon as she sat up, she met Xie Yaoling who was leaning against the head of the bed, and the paper figurine with extremely asymmetrical eyeballs on her shoulder.

As if sensing Shen Tang's gaze, the little man's eyeballs turned even redder.

Shen Tang: "..."

It was broad daylight, and she was almost scared to call her mother by Xie Yaoling's honor of silent mourning in front of the grave and the silent gaze of the paper figurine on his shoulder.

For a moment, he didn't know whether it was more terrifying to meet such bloody eyes in the early morning, or to face the black mist under the bed in the middle of the night last night.

The incoming call on the mobile phone finally got rid of the 'mute' setting, and howled out the song it must sing every time:

"Your lips, teeth, eyes and eyebrows match me like a twin, let the gossip--"

"Hello?" Shen Tang took out his mobile phone from under the pillow on the other side, saw that the person calling was Qian Xi, and was still a little puzzled why the other party who didn't notify him got up so early today.

But the voice on the other end of the phone made her startled:

"...Tangtang!"

There was a strong cry in the voice, but more importantly, it was a kind of rejoicing for the rest of his life, as if during the time when Shen Tang was asleep, Qian Xi suffered some inhuman torture.

Shen Tang's attention was moved away from Xie Yaoling in an instant, and his expression changed immediately, and he asked:

"What's wrong with you? What happened?"

At that time, Qian Xi was standing in front of the newly opened supermarket on the side of the road. The cloud above the rainy city was still reluctant to leave. The sun had weakened his old nose, and he could see a few beams of light fall down here like needles. In the whole city, Qian Xi was bathed in one of the golden lights at this moment.

Just in time, the door of the supermarket that had just been unlocked was completely blocked.

Let the passing cleaner aunt look at her several times with the eyes of looking at the neuropathy, and finally, due to the quality requirements, she did not express the condolences in her stomach.

Qian Xi didn't pay attention to other people's eyes, and washed his little heart that was frightened last night under the broad daylight.

It wasn't until I felt a little more stable in my heart, and my throat moved for a while, that I organized my words to talk about what happened last night:

"Tangtang, tell me...are there ghosts in this world?"

When Shen Tang heard her question, the sound of breathing paused on the other end of the phone.

But Qian Xi didn't really want her to answer, he poured out his own experience, his tone rose uncontrollably from time to time, and his voice became sharper:

"Ghosts hit the wall, my grandma said when I was a child, walking at night is easy to encounter ghosts hitting the wall, I haven't encountered such evil things in more than 20 years, but when I went up the stairs last night..."

Qian Xi lives in a community that looks quite old-fashioned in appearance, and the security is good, but there is no elevator inside. There are a total of seven floors in the community, and it takes at most 5 minutes to go upstairs.

"Didn't I live on the third floor? Every time I pass by the house number 202 on the second floor, I glance at it. It was the same last night. After I glanced, I continued to go up the stairs. When I looked up at the corner, it was 202. I At first, I thought I remembered it wrong..."

Qian Xi's voice began to tremble uncontrollably, so much so that she had to stop halfway through her speech, and Shen Tang heard a 'gudong' sound of swallowing saliva clearly from the other end.

"But I kept going up and walking, and the house number I saw was always 202!"

Qian Xi still remembers that when she poked her head through the gap in the handrail of the stairs and looked up——

On an unknown number of floors, there was a black and white eye looking at her through the gap of the stair railing, and the white of the eye was covered with cobweb-like bloodshot.

Qian Xi had no way of knowing how long that gaze in the darkness had been watching her when she was walking upstairs in a panic.

When meeting her gaze, the eyeball still rolled around.

Qian Xi was so frightened that he fell to the ground on the spot and passed out.

When she woke up again, she was lying at the door of the stairs on the first floor of that house, as if yesterday's night terror was just a dream of hers.

She didn't dare to go home again, so she could only rush out the door, and ran all the way to a place where there was sunshine, feeling the warmth, and then suddenly realized that she had found her soul.

Listening to her words, Shen Tang fell silent on the other end of the phone.

She was hesitating whether or not to tell Qian Xi about her encounter with evil last night, she was undecided, and subconsciously looked in Xie Yaoling's direction, only to find that the other party shook her head slightly at her.

——as if he could see the look in her eyes at this moment.

Shen Tang had no choice but to swallow those words, pulled out a smile that was harder than crying, and replied shyly:

"Did you drink alcohol last night, did you have a dream after drinking too much?"

Qian Xi did smell of alcohol, but when he heard her words, he went ahead without saying a word: "I don't care! Believe it or not, anyway, I refuse to live alone now, so you must come over to accompany me tonight! accompany me!"

The loud voice made it difficult for the receiver of the mobile phone to be closed, and it was difficult for Xie Yaoling to pretend to be deaf.

There was a knife on Yizi's head. At this moment, Shen Tang was pressed against the rib by the knife to test the plastic friendship. He could only move the phone away for a while, and hesitantly asked Xie Yaoling:

"Can I—" go to Qian Xi's house to spend the night with me tonight?

Before she finished speaking, Xie Yaoling dismissed it lightly:

"No."

Shen Tang: "??? I haven't finished talking about what?"

Xie Yaoling calmly pointed out: "You were separated yesterday, but you were still entangled with those things separately. If you get together—are you afraid that they won't be able to hold a party?"

Shen Tang was stunned by the scene of the dance scene on the large grave.

Xie Yaoling was still waiting to say more, but her phone vibrated, so that the little figure on her shoulder turned her head in time, and faced the two blood-colored eyeballs to the phone screen.

It was Zhaohua calling.

She raised her hand and made a 'stop' gesture to Shen Tang, picked up the phone and put it to her ear.

"Boss, the confession of the starlet who lost her bag yesterday was not quite right, but Fatty and I both deduced that the 'Painted Skin Gu' came out of her bag. Today I have to ask the bureau to call her again."

"One more thing, Fatty and I caught up with the suspect in the last case yesterday, but..."

Zhaohua's voice paused on the other side, and said with some frustration: "The other party is one step ahead of us."

Xie Yaoling replied without changing his expression: "I see."

She casually reminded them to pay attention to safety, and then hung up the phone, while Shen Tang was always waiting for her unfinished reasons in the process.

But seeing Xie Yaoling raised his chin slightly, his eyes were still closed, and asked slowly:

"Your friend dare not go home alone tonight?"

Shen Tang nodded, and heard a little hope from her words.

Sure enough, the next sentence is:

"Then she can come over today, there are spare guest rooms at home."

Shen Tang breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know why Xie Yaoling changed his mind, but in any case, at least Qian Xi was safe tonight, after all, she saw the result of the little paper man smashing the evil ghost yesterday.

Speaking of little paper figurines——

Listening to Qian Xi's cheers at the other end, Shen Tang shook the paper figurine that was soft like noodles in the direction of Xie Yaoling, and asked suspiciously:

"Right? It fell on my face early in the morning and didn't move. What's going on?"

Why are all the other paper figurines fine, but this one on my face is hiccupping?

Xie Yaoling's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was light:

"I don't know, maybe I'm fascinated by beauty."

Shen Tang: "..."

After three seconds, she let out an 'ah' and said in surprise, "Are you praising me?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xie Yaoling: I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense.

Today is still a bit busy, tomorrow I guess it will be a bit mysterious, Bawang ticket... emmm thank you for the fate of Buddhism hahahahahaha!

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