Yin Yang paper

Qu Shuo borrowed the computer from the hotel to start working, Qu He listened to it one after another, and unexpectedly figured out something.

It seemed that the situation was indeed serious, otherwise Qu Meng would not have asked Qu Shuo for help casually.

Qu Shuo browsed the inexplicable loss in the account, two big holes seemed to swallow him up, and the company had just signed a contract a few days ago and needed funds immediately, but now it was stabbed in the back.

"Third brother, I think this is weird." Lang Yan said.

"tell me the story."

"I went to the bank to check, and there was no information about the transfer of funds. All the books are also checked every day. It is impossible to make such a big mistake. Only our own account has mistakes, like..." Lang Yan After a pause, he said a word: "One leaf blinds the eye."

Qu Shuo's gaze became sharp, and he tapped his fingers lightly on the keyboard, asking, "Has there been any changes in the company recently?"

"No, if you want to say something different, the HR department has recruited a few new employees a few days ago. The company is expanding recently, and the introduction of personnel is a must."

"Send me the information of the newcomer." Qu Shuo ordered Lang Yan, "Remember, don't touch anything until I go back, understand?"

"it is good."

Qu Shuo cut off the video, pinched the bridge of his nose and turned his head to look at the person who was lying on the sofa reading a book. After thinking for a while, he said, "Do you want to go home with me? Come back after you're done with it?"

Qu He's fingers rested on the pages of the book, and he turned to look at him with a strange expression: "Brother, so I am your keychain?"

"What?" Qu Shuo didn't understand.

"Hey!" Qu He sighed and shook his head: "Or you will have to tie me up wherever you go?"

Qu Shuo felt nervous, just as he was about to speak, a message sounded from the computer at hand, it was the new employee information from Lang Yan.

Qu He smiled at him and shrugged his shoulders, but Qu Shuo swallowed his words and began to read.

Looking at Qu Shuo's side face for a while, Qu He couldn't read any books anymore, rolled his eyes, picked up his mobile phone, clicked a series of clicks to send, and then got up from the sofa contentedly and tiptoed out the door go.

"Huh?" A voice came from behind.

Qu He paused and turned his head slowly. Seeing that Qu Shuo was still concentrating, but he didn't know what he saw and his brows were furrowed. He presumably found a problem, so he breathed a sigh of relief and quietly went out the door.

After waiting outside the hotel for a while, a car drove over. Yang Ao poked his head out and waved to Qu He: "Qu He Qu He."

"Yo, you know how to drive?" Qu He opened the door and got on it, a little unbelievable about Yang Ao's driving skills.

"That's it, look down on me?" Yang Ao snorted arrogantly, without stepping on the clutch.

"Squeak—" Qu He sat on his buttocks with a muffled grunt, and sat sideways: "I really admire you, can I praise you?"

Yang Ao raised his hand and said with a sneer: "I'm sorry, sorry, I haven't touched the car for a long time, and I'm not very proficient."

Qu He pulled the seat belt and tied himself up tightly: "Let's go."

"Okay..." Yang Ao started the car and drove for a while, then said blankly: "Where are you going?"

"Go to your house, otherwise why would I ask you to pick me up? My brother may have to go home, so I won't run back and forth with him. "

"Ah?" Yang Ao said with a weeping face and unwillingness: "I thought you wanted me to take you home, and you just asked me to be a driver when you co-authored it? I stole a car for nothing! If I had known, I would find someone. Just pick you up."

Qu He half-closed his eyes and looked at Yang Ao: "Steal...? You didn't talk less to Tuesday..."

"Ah... this...hehehe..." Yang Ao scratched his neck and said, "Forgot."

Qu He raised his eyebrows to express his best wishes.

Sure enough, when the two arrived at Zhou's other courtyard, they saw Zhou Xingye waiting impatiently at the gate from a distance, and saw an approaching car walking over.

Yang Ao frowned and slowed down the car.

"Come down." Zhou Xingye knocked on the car window.

Yang Ao glanced at Qu He, and Qu He hurriedly turned his head away when the phone rang in his pocket.

"Hello~"

"Where have you been?" Qu Shuo flickered and the person on the sofa disappeared. When he went to ask the staff in the lobby, he learned that Qu He had gone out by himself.

Qu He looked at Yang Ao who obediently got out of the car and bowed his head to be scolded, and said, "I'm here at Zhou's house, and I'm with Yang Ao, brother, you can go home and do business at ease, I have someone to accompany you."

Qu Shuo knew it would be like this, he raised his watch and looked at the time: "Give the phone to Zhou Xingye."

"Oh..." Qu He had no choice but to get out of the car and go to Zhou Zhoushao's place: "My brother is looking for you."

Zhou Xingye put down the hand that was twisting Yang Ao's ear, nodded and took it: "Third brother."

Qu Shuo didn't know what he was talking about, anyway, Zhou Xingye had been agreeing, and glanced at Qu He from time to time.

Qu He and Yang Ao stood side by side, making eye contact.

Qu He: "Why are you so cowardly?"

Yang Ao stared: "If it were you, you would be cowardly!"

Qu He disdained: "It's not like you, who are older than others and are taught to obey you."

Yang Ao was aggrieved: "He is too fierce, okay? I love the younger generation!"

Qu He curled his lips: "That sounds nice."

The two of them came and went like they were performing a mime show. Zhou Xingye had already hung up the phone: "Third brother asked me to take care of you for two days, and he will be back the day after tomorrow."

Qu He nodded hastily: "Okay, okay, thank you for missing Tuesday."

Zhou Xingye lifted his sunglasses and said, "There is a guest room upstairs, you can choose one yourself, I will take care of the housework first."

As he spoke, he twisted Yang Ao's ears and began to drag them into the room.

Qu He reached out and rubbed his earlobe, muttering, "It hurts just looking at it..."

The two people in front were arguing as they walked, while Qu He followed slowly and admired the surrounding flower gardens. When he looked up, he saw a window on the second floor. Alice put on a cloak and stood by the window, talking on the phone.

Qu He licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, but without saying a word, he lowered his head and walked his own way.

Alice watched the figure swaying into the hall on the first floor, and the smile on her lips began to spread: "Bai, the little sheep is back."

Zhou Xubai's deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Oh? Then what do you want to do next?"

"Naturally, catch a turtle in a urn."

. . . . . .

It was very late at night, and there were only old street lamps flickering on both sides of the silent alley, flickering on and off.

"Da, da, da..." The sound of high-heeled shoes landing from behind came from behind, getting closer and closer.

Run, run, follow this alley, run out.

But why can't I see the end point, the intersection is clearly in front of me, how come the closer it is, the farther it is?

"Da da da, da da da..." She came, and she was right behind her.

Suddenly, the street lights around him went out at the same time, and there was a dead silence around him, his heart seemed to explode, and only his own breathing and heartbeat could be heard.

"Crack!" A hand suddenly rested on his shoulder. The slender hand bones and blood-colored nails were so conspicuous in the dark.

The legs seemed to be filled with lead, and the person behind him slowly stretched his hands towards his neck, "uh—" He choked tightly, unable to breathe, struggling, struggling. . .

"Hoo—" Qu He jumped up from the bed in a jerk, his brow was covered with sweat, he was so bored, he just wanted to see who was behind him in his dream, but it was a pity that only a sense of suffocation remained in the end.

Maybe it wasn't because of Qu Shuo's infection recently, but he also started to have nightmares.

Qu He licked his lips and got out of bed to pour water. The pillow was a bit hard. He turned his neck and moved his body, took the cup, opened the curtains and opened the window to let in air. It was dark outside. Qu He drank a glass of water, Pick up the phone next to the bed to check the information.

"Huh~~" A shadow flashed outside the window.

Qu He froze for a moment, the hand holding the cup trembled in fright, he blinked and took a step forward to approach the window.

"what!!"

I saw a face on the window suddenly approaching from the outside, black and imprinted on the glass staring straight at him, Qu He squatted on the floor directly, the cup and mobile phone fell to the side and gave a crisp sound. "Boom".

The figure didn't move, Qu He stepped back cautiously, got up quickly to turn on the light, turned around again, the figure on the window actually disappeared.

The room was brightly lit, but Qu He's heart was in his throat, and he leaned against the wall, not daring to move, for fear that the thing would come out of nowhere again.

"Knock, click, click." There was a sudden knock on the door behind him.

Qu He's spine was bristling with hairs, his forehead was sweating again, and his legs were about to fall to his knees. Fortunately, there was a table beside him for him to support, and Qu He took a moment to open the door.

Outside the door stood Zhou Xingye in pajamas.

"What's the matter? I heard a sound." Zhou Xingye looked into the room and saw the mobile phone dropped on the floor and the half-sprayed glass.

Qu He didn't know how to speak for a while, looked at the very normal window, and said, "It's okay, I didn't turn on the light just now, and I fell when pouring water."

"Really?" Zhou Xingye saw that Qu He's expression was not very good, so he said, "Turn on the sleep light, it will be more convenient to wake up at night."

"...it is good."

Zhou Xingye continued: "Call me if you have something to do, I'm right next door."

"Well, I will." Qu He panicked, not knowing what Zhou Xingye said, but kept nodding anyway.

When he closed the door and tried to close the window, the figure unexpectedly appeared again, standing outside the window in a suspended posture, watching Qu He.

Qu He didn't move, neither did the opponent.

"Who are you? Don't play tricks here!" Qu He said.

The black cloak on the other party fluttered in the night, but it always covered his face, let alone making a sound.

After a stalemate for about 3 minutes, the figure slowly turned around and drifted in another direction.

Qu He hurriedly opened the window and stuck his head out, the figure also turned his head to look at him for a while, and then continued to drift away.

This is the second floor, but seeing that figure was about to disappear, Qu He gritted his teeth and climbed up to the window, looked at the lawn below him and jumped down.

The freshly mowed lawn smelled soft and soft. Qu He rolled around on the spot, kicked his ankle, grunted and rubbed, but still got up and ran after the black shadow.

After passing through several villas, there is a small children's playground area at the back. It is closed at this time, only two swings are still swaying back and forth gently because of the evening wind.

Qu He watched the black figure land on a swing and stood upright, then slowly turned around.

"What are you? Are you a ghost or a human?" Qu He held the Yin-Yang Jian and was always ready to fight with him, but unexpectedly the other party didn't say a word, just raised his hand and took off the hood of his cloak.

Qu He's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the other party's familiar face in the misty moonlight.

"Qu, Qu Xiaofeng?" Qu He felt that the world was magical.

Could it be that his father is not dead?

etc!No, no. . .

Qu He slowly held his breath and took two steps back. Qu Xiaofeng was dead, but the grave was dug out, which meant that it was his body that was taken away. . .

"No, you are not Qu Xiaofeng, who are you? No, yes, who is manipulating you?" Qu He questioned the thing in front of him while taking small steps back.

Unexpectedly, this 'Qu Xiaofeng' actually spoke: "Of course I am human."

Qu He was shocked, and he didn't dare to approach easily: "How could you be human?"

"But you're right, I'm not Qu Xiaofeng," said the 'person', "he's already dead, I can at best bruise him to vent my hatred, but this face is still very useful Yes, it would be a pity not to keep it."

Qu He was trembling even for breathing: "You are his enemy"

"Yes, enemy, the entire Qu family is my enemy, so you are no exception."

Qu He backed back again, until he realized that he could not move any further. At some point, his surroundings were blocked by a layer of white mist that surrounded him, and this mist could not be broken through or dispersed.

"What is this?" Qu He couldn't help but walk forward, watching the fog getting thicker and thicker, he was completely passive, while 'Qu Xiaofeng' was already hanging in the sky and looked down coldly.

"Didn't the Qu family claim to be able to suppress hundreds of ghosts? Why don't you just open my eyes." He said in a deep voice, "I don't know if you've heard of Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night."

It is 03:30 in the morning, the best time to encounter magic.

The author has something to say: Who would have thought that there was actually hail in the rainstorm yesterday. ?(??)?