The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Song Nan checked the time after getting out of the car, and instead of going home directly, he took the shuttle bus directly to the town.

The business of Xiaoyu Internet Cafe during the day is not as good as at night, only a dozen or so machines are sparsely turned on, and Xiaoyu sits at the front desk with a headset and laughs wildly.

Song Nanqu tapped on the counter and handed over his ID card, "Continue."

"Why did you come here in broad daylight?" Xiao Yu smiled, took off his ear and took his ID card to renew his payment. "Aren't you going to deliver food today?"

"Why don't you let people rest?" Song Nan touched a cigarette and lit it.

The reason why he didn't go home is actually very simple. Liu Hao's sudden appearance in the morning gave him a knowing blow to his weather-beaten young heart. He was waiting at home. In short, he didn't want to go back alone to face a ghost that couldn't control his emotions for the time being.

So she chose to come to Xiaoyu Internet Cafe, at least there are more living people here than at home, and it can temporarily give his traumatized young heart a sense of security.

"Really rich?" Xiao Yu handed him his ID card back, "People who love money and get their fortunes don't even go to work now."

"I can't help it, fate is good." Song Nan took the ID card, and casually took a package of Langweixian from the shelf behind the counter, "There is an inheritance to inherit, so you can't envy it."

"I'm really not envious." Xiao Yu curled her lips, "Hey, by the way, did you get in touch with that handsome guy last time?"

Song Nan blew out a smoke ring and squinted at her with half-raised eyebrows, "Why?"

"What do you think?" Xiao Yu blinked at him several times, with infinite charm.

It's a pity that Song Nan couldn't appreciate it, and broke Xiao Yu's late girl's heart mercilessly, "Forget it, she has a girlfriend."

"What's the matter with having a girlfriend?" Xiao Yu frowned with displeasure, "You can get divorced even if you're married."

"I'm afraid you have forgotten how you are single." Song Nan continued to hit her mercilessly.

Xiaoyu went to the marriage hall with another woman because her boyfriend abandoned her at the beginning. The man gave her this shop because of guilt. No matter how many years the shop has been open, Xiaoyu has been broken up for so many years. Song Nan's words are undoubtedly in her heart Sprinkle a handful of chili water on the wound that hasn't been healed yet.

"Rolling." Xiao Yu waved her hand impatiently.

Song Nan didn't go to the usual private room, he turned on a machine casually in the lobby, this one was just opposite to the three men who were wearing earphones and commanding each other loudly, Song Nan felt particularly safe.

Don't ask him why he chose such a noisy environment, it's just because he suddenly remembered that Liu Hao suddenly disappeared in the morning, as if after Fengyue called him.

Therefore, Song Nan came to a conclusion that Liu Hao, as a new ghost just getting started, was a little shy.

The three boys are probably students from the secondary vocational school behind, and they seem to have sneaked out. The keyboard and mouse clicked, and the voice was like a coolie worker yelling. Song Nan dug his little finger After digging his ears, he looked around every corner of the Internet cafe, and after confirming that it was safe, he reached out and poked the power button.

In addition to going to work, Song Nan's usual hobby is playing games. He also plays some mobile games and end games. Looking at the various game icons on the computer screen, he has no interest in clicking on them.

After casually ordering a stand-alone game, Song Nan took out his phone and set an alarm clock, then put on his earphones.

At five o'clock, the mobile phone on the table vibrated, Song Nan reached out and pressed it, and without canceling the game, he directly canceled his account and got off the plane, walked to the door and waved with Xiao Yu as a greeting.

The main entrance of Qiyang Middle School is very popular at this time, selling fried skewers, cold noodles with hot and sour noodles, all kinds of fried noodles, fried rice and sugar water, and even selling popsicles.

Song Nan took the time to buy two old popsicles, one in his mouth and the other in his hand. When the ice on the packaging bag was about to melt, Huang Diwen walked out of the playground slowly with his schoolbag on his back.

Song Nan raised his arm, but before he took off the popsicle from his mouth, he saw Huang Diwen's shoulders being hooped by a boy who was a head taller than him behind him.

The boy followed with two tails behind him. Looking at the dressing style of a few people who used school uniforms as towels to wrap their buttocks, it was clear that he was not a good bird who obeyed discipline and studied hard.

Huang Diwen's complexion changed when the man's arm was pressing on his shoulder. He raised his neck and backed away the arm he wanted to throw on his shoulder, but at the same time didn't dare to use too much force.

The two tails behind him lifted their feet to push Huang Diwen's calf at the right time. Huang Diwen didn't dare to back up any more, and walked slowly to the school like a duck caught in the pincers and rushing to the barbecue grill. go to the door.

The tall man pressed his arm on his left shoulder and turned it around his right shoulder. It seemed that the two brothers were walking towards the school gate in a good posture, but Huang Diwen's obviously reluctant steps made Song Nan squint his eyes.

With so many students coming and going, no one looked at them, as if they had long been used to it.

When Huang Diwen walked out of the school gate with his neck tied, he didn't notice Song Nan standing beside him.

His classmates probably were too busy, the tall one wrapped his arms around his neck and seemed to be chatting with Huang Diwen with a playful smile, while the two behind him pulled the zipper of the schoolbag on his back as they walked, and the other reached into his school uniform pocket Probe around.

"Hello!" Song Nan followed and walked less than 100 meters, and shouted at the people in front of him suppressing his anger.

The tall man was flipping through the wallet he took from Tail's hand, with a very serious expression on his face. He turned his head slightly to one side when he heard the sound.

As soon as the head turned sideways, before he had time to see the face of the person behind him clearly, he was hit on the bridge of the nose by something that flew towards him. It was cold and watery, and immediately the tall man let out an "ah" , I didn't care about the wallet in my hand anymore, I threw away my things reflexively and raised my hand to cover my nose.

Huang Diwen was stunned by the sudden accident for two seconds, and after realizing it, he raised his voice and called "Brother" to Song Nan.

"I can't bear it." Song Nan took two steps forward, bent down, picked up the wallet on the ground, patted the ashes on it, and cast a glance at Huang Diwen, who had quickly run to stand beside him, "I'm ashamed .”

Huang Diwen curled his lips and didn't say anything, but moved half a step behind Song Nan.

"It's just three things, this is the second time I've reminded the three of you in a friendly way." Song Nan weighed his wallet and tapped his palms, "If I bump into him again, it won't be as simple as a little nosebleed."

Ben, who was covering his nose, was still staring at his eyes to express his dissatisfaction. After hearing Song Nan's words, he took off his covering hand and looked at it. The redness in his palm immediately took back the little dissatisfaction he had just raised. , He sniffed, glared at Song Nan, turned and left with a face full of unwillingness.

The two tails next to him hurriedly followed up.

Song Nan turned his head and cast a sideways glance at Huang Diwen who was hiding behind him. He paused for a while before he sighed, "Didn't I teach them a lesson for you last time? It didn't work?"

"It works." Huang Diwen nodded and shook his head, "Maybe my memory is not very good."

Song Nan wanted to say something more, but Huang Diwen put it back and said, "Recently, I'm free anyway, so I'll send you to and from school."

When Huang Diwen heard it, he stared in disbelief, "Why?"

"I want to rest for a while." Song Nan opened his wallet and counted it. There was still 340 yuan in it, which should be left to him for the few days he went to Australia.

"Then why don't you rest at home?" Huang Diwen took the wallet from him and carefully put it into the schoolbag.

"There are ghosts at home." Song Nan said casually, "I can't rest."

"Yes..." Huang Diwen's eyes widened, and he could hardly speak, "Yes...what...what?"

"Let's go." Song Nan took the lead and took two steps forward, "Go home and show you."

Because of Song Nan's words, Huang Diwen was worried all the way, but when he got home, he didn't see the ghost Song Nan said that made him afraid all the way.

"Don't you say you can't see ghosts?" Huang Diwen stood in the yard looking around while nibbling on the pot helmet Song Nan bought for him.

"Suddenly I can see it again." Song Nan sat on the stone bench poking green beans, "Steam them with rice, I don't want to fry them."

Huang Diwen nodded, "Put some more bacon and potatoes."

Song Nan glanced at him sideways, "Can you still eat you?"

"Yeah." Huang Diwen sat down on the stone bench opposite him, biting half of a pot helmet in his mouth, holding a schoolbag in one hand and taking out a book in the other, and said vaguely while taking it, "There are drops of waste in your mouth." gone."

"What?" Song Nan frowned.

Huang Diwen took off the half of the pot helmet dangling from his mouth, and said solemnly, "I've been a little brainless lately."

"It's just you, useless?" Song Nan gave him a blank look, "Are you telling a bad joke?"

Huang Diwen turned a blind eye to Song Nan's ridicule, and began to do his homework while eating the pot helmet. Song Nan glanced at it and copied English words again.

Well, I guess he can't write anything other than copying from the book, Song Nan thought about it and comforted himself, at least he can copy it, right? Otherwise, he might be able to copy it wrong.

"Did you tell me when the end of term is?" Song Nan asked.

"This Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday." Huang Diwen said, pointing his fingers. "The exam will last for three days. After finishing the exam at 03:30 on Friday afternoon, you can pack up your things and leave school."

Song Nan pouted Kidney Bean's hand, "Isn't that the day after tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Huang Diwen nodded, "I have to buy a 2B pencil again, the previous one is gone."

Song Nan was speechless. What was missing was probably taken or thrown away again.

After Huang Diwen gnawed half of the pot helmet in his hand, he lay there quietly copying words, and the courtyard fell into silence when no one spoke. Song Nan couldn't help but recall Huang Diwen's previous question.

Ever since Huang Dingguo passed away, he always thought that his ability to see ghosts was gone, until the accident in the Heishuiwan reservoir, he also confirmed this, but the recent appearance of Liu Hao overturned all his previous suspicions.

Why can I see it all of a sudden?

[The author has something to say]: I will update a chapter later...