The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

"He's not right." Feng Yue pulled him and said something.

"Damn it." Song Nan cursed, threw off Fengyue's arm and ran towards Zhang He, shouting angrily as he ran, "Liu Hao? It's you, right?"

Zhang He didn't answer him, turned around and continued to walk down. After walking a few steps, he was grabbed by the arm by Song Nan who rushed up from behind.

At noon, the shadow in Zhang He's body was captured.

But after the pull just now, Song Nan didn't see any strange changes in Zhang He.

"Zhang He?" Song Nan pulled his arm and shouted, but Zhang He didn't respond, and continued to pull him towards him regardless.

Song Nan was staggered by him and let go, but Zhang He took the opportunity to take another two steps down.

"What are you doing?" Song Nan looked around, but he didn't see Liu Hao, nor did he see anything coming out of Zhang He's body, "Do you know that your parents are looking for you everywhere."

Maybe it was the word "parents" that woke him up, or maybe it was the word "looking for" that stimulated him, Zhang He suddenly turned his face and stared at Song Nan bitterly, "Looking for?"

Song Nan was a little dazed by his stare, nodded, "ah."

"He has his parents looking for him? What about me?" Zhang He grinned, but the smile was a bit sad, "He can still find it anyway, what about me? Where can my parents find me?"

Song Nan met his unfocused gaze and was stunned, "You... are not Zhang He."

Zhang He smiled, turned his head and continued walking.

Song Nan followed and grabbed him without thinking, "Who are you? Liu Hao? Or..." He suddenly remembered Cui Guohua's words during the day, and suddenly said, "Are you Cui Pengfei?"

"Don't stop me," Zhang He struggled twice, his tone became cold, "I don't want to be like him."

"What are you doing?" Song Nan didn't intend to let go.

"I'm just asking for what they owe me." Zhang He, no, Cui Pengfei smiled contemptuously, "Let them also taste what it's like to soak in this cold water all day long."

"They?" Song Nan showed panic, "Liu Hao's death has something to do with you?"

Zhang He's forward movement suddenly stopped, and he turned his face and stared at him with unfocused eyes, which made Song Nan's body tremble, and subconsciously let go.

"Sure enough, Liu Hao didn't lie to me, you can see us." Cui Pengfei said, "I thought it was just an accident at noon, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Song Nan took a step back subconsciously, and accidentally stepped on a small stone, causing him to lean to the side. Someone helped his lower back from behind, and the skin touched, and the cool feeling was a little obvious.

"Be careful." Feng Yue helped him and then let go, raised his face to look at Cui Pengfei who had a Zhang He face in front of him, his tone was as cold as frost, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Cui Pengfei was startled, and was watched by Feng Yue, and took half a step back, leaning his heels on the stone slab beside him, "You... who are you?"

"I just want to ask you a question," Feng Yue pulled Song Nan behind him, walked slowly towards Cui Pengfei's direction, and said calmly, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Cui Pengfei seemed to be frightened, and shouted at the peak with a trembling voice, "I'm just getting back what they owe me! What's wrong?"

From the first time Liu Hao spoke to him, Song Nan felt that this matter might not be as simple as everyone said. According to Liu Bingcai, Liu Hao did not return that night, and his body was on the water the next day. Discovered by smokers.

It's impossible for Liu Hao to go to the reservoir for a night tour with his brain pumping, right?

Song Nan suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Zhang He walking alone towards Heishuiwan at noon. There was only one possibility. Song Nan stared in horror at Cui Pengfei who was facing Zhang He's face. Maybe like Zhang He, he was fascinated or hooked?

When this idea came out of his mind, Song Nan himself was startled.

The memory of the eight-year-old year flooded into his mind like a tide, fear filled all his thoughts, Song Nan subconsciously took half a step back, his eyes moved away from Zhang He's face and fixed on Feng Yue's back Thinking about it, although Liu Hao is afraid of Fengyue, Fengyue doesn't know Liu Hao's existence. Cui Pengfei's mood has obviously changed. If he goes crazy...

Song Nan didn't dare to think too much, stepped forward and pulled Feng Yue aside, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't... don't get close to him."

Fengyue focused all his attention on Cui Pengfei, he never thought that Song Nan would drag him from behind, and he stumbled when he dragged him, "Huh?"

"He is very dangerous," Song Nan read these words almost between his teeth, "He is no longer Zhang He."

Feng Yue glanced at him in surprise, then turned his head to look at Cui Pengfei, who had got up from the ground and planned to continue walking, and frowned slightly, "Is he not Zhang He?"

"He..." Song Nan was a little hesitant. He had believed Liu Hao's words to strengthen himself when La Fengyue came here, but now he finds out that this person is not Liu Hao. He wonders if Cui Pengfei is as afraid of Fengyue as Liu Hao , if it's different, wouldn't it be harming others to bring Fengyue into it?

"He's gone down." Seeing that he didn't go on for a while, Feng Yue reminded him.

"I can't let him go..." Song Nan murmured softly, but he couldn't think of a way to stop Cui Pengfei for a moment. If he guessed correctly, he might jump directly down the embankment.

"Then pull him back." Feng Yue ignored Song Nan after leaving those words behind, and hurried a few steps to catch up with Cui Pengfei at the mouth of the dam.

Song Nan was taken aback, Feng Yue was too impulsive, he acted rashly without knowing the truth, if Cui Pengfei got impatient, the consequences would be disastrous.

Song Nan chased after him without even thinking about it. Before he could make a sound to stop him, Fengyue grabbed Cui Pengfei's arm and lifted him up. Too late to lift the foot.

Song Nan was startled, and subconsciously took a half step to the side. The next second, Cui Pengfei fell to the stone slab at his feet.

Song Nan didn't have time to be amazed at Feng Yue's strength, he saw Cui Pengfei frowned in pain, and then wailed and stopped moving.

A translucent shadow flew out of Zhang He's body, the surrounding lights were too dark, and the mobile phone that Feng Yue was holding in his hand had no light, only the incandescent lamp beside the thatched shed on the opposite bank was emitting a subtle light.

The light was too weak, or maybe he was too surprised, so that Song Nan couldn't see the shadow that floated away from Zhang He's body in an instant.

Song Nan was afraid and worried. After all, Zhang He's body belonged to Zhang He, and Zhang He was Uncle Zhang's only son. Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang treated him and his younger brother very well.

He stretched out his foot and kicked Zhang He's arm lightly twice, and the people at his feet didn't move at all, not even frowning.

"He..." Song Nan was a little scared, and raised his face to stare at Fengyue, "What's wrong with him?"

"Maybe..." Feng Yue twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "passed out."

"What?" Song Nan thought he was hallucinating.

"I'll wake up in a while." Feng Yue turned around and looked at the night without paying much attention, "Wait a minute."

"No..." Song Nan was a little speechless. Did Feng Yue knock out a ghost that was possessing Zhang He just now?This distance, by visual estimation, must be four or five meters, right?How did you do it?

"Is your arm okay?" Song Nan asked kindly.

Feng Yue moved his wrist and shook his head, "It's okay."

Thinking of the experience of carrying the small battery last time, Song Nan swallowed the following words, bent down and pushed the person lying on the ground, and gave up when he saw that he still didn't respond, and took a few steps toward Fengyue, "What are you looking at?" Woolen cloth?"

"It's nothing." Feng Yue turned his face back, "Do you want to report to Zhang Shuncai that you are safe?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Song Nan just remembered, hurriedly took out the phone to dial, and stopped halfway through the dial. Zhang He was still lying on the ground, and he didn't know whether it was Zhang He or Cui Pengfei who woke up later. Are you safe?

"Let's call." Seeing him hesitate, Feng Yue thought he was free, so he took out his mobile phone, "Use mine."

"No need..." Song Nan still hesitated, glanced at Zhang He, and frowned slightly.

"It should be fine," Feng Yue said, "I didn't exert much force when I swung it, and he can wake up after about ten minutes of sleep."

What Song Nan was worried about was not Fengyue's swing, but what he was worried about was Cui Pengfei in Zhang He's body, but he didn't know how to explain this to Fengyue for a while, and he was afraid that Fengyue would not believe it if he said it. After all, Fengyue is a real intellectual and cultural person, and he is also the boss of a school, so how could he believe such nonsense.

What's more, if he believed it, it would be even more difficult, and it would scare people away. It would be too uneasy for him to wait here alone for someone who didn't know whether it was Zhang He or Cui Pengfei to wake up.

Let's just fight, in short, it's best to let Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang not worry.

Song Nan dialed the phone and was picked up after only ringing twice. Uncle Zhang looked very anxious, "Did you find it?"

"I found it," Song Nan said with a smile, "I'm in the town. I said I didn't have internet at home and I was bored, so I went to the Internet cafe." "Do you want to talk to your dad? They are worried about you...ah... let's not talk, that's fine..." After speaking, he turned to the other end of the phone and said, "Don't worry, it's okay, I'm with him, and I'll be back later."

Uncle Zhang cursed and said a few more words, Song Nan echoed with a smile and hung up the phone, then let out a long sigh of relief facing the dark water.

Feng Yue watched the whole process in a daze, and he couldn't help laughing until he hung up the phone. He gave Song Nan a thumbs up, "One person plays two colors, it's very powerful."

"You're welcome." Song Nan clasped his fist at him, and simply squatted down. Just now he was terribly frightened by Cui Pengfei's dead ghost, and saw Fengyue kick him up and throw him a few meters away, his legs were a little weak, " I am uneducated, otherwise I would have been a star."

"Stars don't necessarily have to be educated," Feng Yue stood beside him, smiling, "A lot of stars look glamorous on the outside, but they don't have much ink on the inside, and their diplomas are hung up for people to see. Bright side."

"I know a lot," Song Nan glanced at him, "It's true."

"Don't believe me?" Feng Yue looked at him.

Seeing that he was serious, Song Nan nodded, "I believe."

Feng Yue clicked his tongue and stopped talking, as if he suddenly remembered something, he asked curiously, "You just said that he is not Zhang He, what do you mean?"

[The author has something to say]: Continue at the same time tomorrow