Mr. Chang's words made me not know how to interface.

I saw the skinny and fat man's bodies moving. The thin man leaned forward and opened his mouth, but in the end he still said nothing.

Dragon Qi... This is really a speechless statement.

According to our ancestors' concept, Mr. Chang's theory is really correct. Isn't the government just having dragon energy? Isn't it just to suppress ghosts and gods? But this matter... in this scientific world, I'm saying it seriously...

Although I have experienced many supernatural events, seen ghosts, believed in the existence of ghosts, and believed that in this world, there are monsters in addition to ghosts. But... dragon energy?

Mr. Chang was rumored and didn't feel embarrassed after he finished speaking. I seemed to see someone seriously announce: "I am actually a cosmic man, from the Tatano Nono Star billion light years away. I come to the earth to shoulder the mission of exploration and is the vanguard of our planet. Soon we will send countless space warships to surround the earth." Isn't this a funny comic plot?

Mr. Chang stared at me with a bright look, probably because he saw that my face was different. He even said earnestly: "You young people, don't always think that this kind of thing is nonsense. You all see ghosts, don't have an open attitude? If there is ghosts, the dragon energy statement makes sense."

I had to bite the bullet and say, "It makes sense."

The fat man and the thin man looked sideways.

I winked at these two onlookers.

"Uncle Chang, even if the government has a strong aura, we small soldiers are in a difficult situation." The thin man followed Mr. Chang's words and complained, "It's hard for us to explain to the leaders. You have to cooperate with all your strength. The compensation is given by the government, which is your legal income and the benefits the government gives to the people. You see, are you considering it seriously?"

Uncle Chang was embarrassed for a while and finally nodded, "Okay. I don't care. It's okay to make up for as much as possible. I just hope that the demolition can be as soon as possible, the faster the better."

The three of us nodded like pounding garlic.

The thin man took out a questionnaire again and asked Mr. Chang to fill in again.

The three of us sighed silently.

I looked at Mr. Chang's side face, came back to my senses from the initial shock, and frowned slightly.

Mr. Chang should really think that the government's "dragon energy" can suppress the strange land of the six villages of workers and peasants, but he seems to have concealed it.

"Uncle Chang, have you discovered those strange things and never thought about solving them?" I asked.

Mr. Chang had done the drawing in one go before, but now he looked at the contents of the questionnaire carefully. The pen in his hand moved horizontally above the paper as he read. He heard my question, and his hand paused, his elbow rested on the cabinet, and said slowly: "How could I never think about it? I have done a lot of things to burn incense and worship Buddha. But to be honest, we can do too little things. Moreover, there are always people who are skeptical about this matter. Otherwise, they would rather believe it than trust it. Some people think that if something happens when moving out, then if you don't move it, wouldn't it be fine?"

rustle.

Mr. Chang made another choice on another question and drew a clear and angular look.

"Then have you ever seen a ghost in your family?" I asked carefully.

Uncle Chang's pen paused on the paper, pressing the paper into a small hole. He no longer looked at the questionnaire, but turned to look at me.

"You said before, did you see the young young man named Zhou jumping off a building in the hospital?" Mr. Chang asked.

I nodded.

There is nothing to hide from this.

Uncle Chang thought something, and after a while, he put down his pen and sighed with some melancholy, "Have you been to my house?"

I didn't answer.

I went to Mr. Chang's house in Zhou Kaiwei's dream, and I took advantage of Zhou Kaiwei's memory and took a quick look. I don't know if I had been to it or not. But I could see that girl clearly. If it weren't for Zhou Kaiwei's fantasy, it would have really existed in that house, and she was a female ghost staying there. She might be like Chen Yaqin, waiting to fulfill her wish.

I meddled with other people's business, found Zhou Kaiwei, and met Lu Manning, which almost hurt myself. I don't have many heroic plots about bravery, I can only say that I can't get over the conscience, so I can help you one by one.

That girl looked harmless, but who knew what she would do?

Luo Jiangyan died unjustly, and I don’t want to see someone die unjustly again.

It would be great if the female ghost could be stopped in advance.

Of course, I still remember Ye Qing's warning. If I don't enter the sixth village of Workers and Peasants, don't contact the female ghost, and don't pass the dream, I have to find other ways to solve this problem. In fact, the first solution I thought of was not the owner, Mr. Chang, but Chen Yihan. Chen Yihan checked the public security system and found out who died in the house. Unfortunately, Chen Yihan didn't find anything. I could only ask for information from Mr. Chang.

Mr. Chang was silent for a long time, as if he was recalling something, and there was a bit of pain on his face. He rubbed his face, made a sniffling sound, and let out a heavy breath.

"I haven't seen it before, but my niece has seen it." Mr. Chang said.

I was a little surprised.

"She came to visit the house and played in the room. My son was with her at that time, and when he came out to the bathroom, he saw her lying on the ground. We were all in a mess, and we were so anxious that we finally sent someone to the hospital. It was too late. The doctor said that there was a heart problem, but my niece was in good health and no one in our family had a heart problem. For this matter, my family had a heart test to see if there was any genetic disease that had not been found before, but after checking it, everyone

They are all very good." Mr. Chang smiled bitterly, "I haven't figured it out for a long time. I've been thinking about it all the time, and I gradually became suspicious. When I saw my niece, when I entered the house, she stared at my son with her eyes open, and grabbed my son, as if she was going to say something. No one paid attention to her other hand at the time, but later I remembered that she was pointing at the corner. After I remembered this, I saw it in the corner, but I didn't see anything. I also asked my son, but he didn't see anything. Maybe she only saw it."

Mr. Chang said guiltily: "Later, when I could move out, I moved out immediately. I rented the house and nothing happened except the one named Zhou not long ago. I thought that the matter was over that day. Even if there was something, it might have just passed by that day and happened to be seen by my niece."

I recall Zhou Kaiwei's dream.

The girl was huddled under the computer desk, as if she was looking at Zhou Kaiwei. I couldn't see the layout of the room, but the computer desk was only against the wall. There was no room in the six villages of the Workers and Nong Villages, but there was no room in the shape of a triangle. The direction of the female ghost was not a corner of the wall. So, are you still looking at Zhou Kaiwei? In this way, what did she see when she died? As Mr. Chang said, just by coincidence, he saw the lonely ghost passing by?

"Can you see something like bugs?" asked the skinny man, "It may not be a ghost. Other things she feels afraid of are also possible."

"Besides ghosts, what else can scare people to death?" Mr. Chang shook his head.

The fat man wanted to speak but stopped and glanced at me.

I'm a little confused.

The fat man had to ask Mr. Chang: "How old was your niece at that time? What did you do?"

"I'm still a student, I'm in high school." Mr. Chang said regretfully.

"I haven't even talked to friends, right? That's a pity." I reacted and then tried.

Mr. Chang shook his head repeatedly, "Yes, I'm too young, so I went there."

"Why are you going to take the college entrance exam?" The thin man relayed.

Mr. Chang continued to shake his head, "She has average grades and can't get into college, at most she can go to college."

It's not love, nor does it seem to be school. I ruled out the answer, but I felt a little headache.

I have to ask Mr. Chang directly: "Your niece has become a ghost. What do you think she has not fulfilled her wish?" Mr. Chang, who had just given birth to a thrombosis, probably suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. But it is difficult to get an answer like this.

Although Mr. Chang is old, he is very sensitive.
Chapter completed!