Who stabbed me in the back?

It's just as an ordinary friend, but it's really difficult to play tricks with ghosts, and he can't play with him since he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't be tied to him so firmly and only play with him alone.

Just as he was thinking, the phone rang suddenly, and it turned out to be Zhang Wenqiang. This guy hadn't contacted him since they met Yan Jianing's skeleton last time, but Zhang Yujia called him as soon as he thought of his business matters. I called him, but he didn't answer once, but this time he actually called. It seemed to be an apology, so he pressed the connect button and answered the phone.

"Ajia, what are you doing?" The other party's voice was a little hoarse, obviously a little tired.

"Do you still know? I thought you were dead." Zhang Yujia pretended to be embarrassed, while eating the walnuts that Zhang Yuli had peeled and handed over.

Zhang Wenqiang sighed and said, "Don't mention it, I almost died. The past two days have been full of smog, which made my head dizzy. I have never encountered such things in my life."

When Zhang Yujia heard this, he suddenly remembered what he said about the haunted office building last time, so he asked, "Then are you okay?!"

"I can still talk to you here if I have something to do, but my life is not lost, and my soul is not left. Last time I said that I hired someone to do the dojo. I have found a way to save it. I have encountered a lot of magic sticks, but I have not seen the real thing. Yes, do you have any real skills there?"

As soon as Zhang Yujia heard this, he immediately thought of old man Yao, but even with old man Yao's temper, he couldn't just agree to it for him. If he didn't go, it would be a mistake for his brother, so he had to tell the truth: "Yes, yes. But I don’t know if they are free, so let me ask for you.”

"Okay, just tell him, it doesn't matter how much money you have, as long as he is willing to come, I will agree to anything." Zhang Wenqiang said to the point, even with a begging tone, which made Zhang Yujia feel that he was really If you are in distress, you will not be able to help.

After agreeing, Zhang Yujia immediately dialed the old man Yao's phone number, but an indifferent mechanized female voice made him worry immediately, and he dialed again, but the phone was still turned off. In desperation, he called Yang Yunze, But it was Yang Yun who answered the call.

"Where's your brother?" Zhang Yujia asked straight to the point.

"My brother had an accident. He vomited blood for the past two days, and the hospital couldn't find anything. The old man who danced the god took him away. The family was dying of anxiety, and they didn't know if they were dead or alive." Yang Yun said Sighing, thinking about it, he asked again: "What are you looking for with my brother?"

As soon as Zhang Yujia heard about this, he said anxiously: "Then do you know when they will come back?"

"Brother Jia, if you know this, don't worry."

"Then if he comes back, can you call me right away?"

Yang Yun heard that his tone was not right, so he immediately asked, "Brother Jia, what happened to you?"

"It's my friend who wants to talk to old man Yao. There's nothing wrong, so I'll hang up." Zhang Yujia didn't even wait for Yang Yun to agree, because he didn't want others to worry about him, especially close people, always Report good news but not bad news.

At this time, Zhang Yuli said coldly: "Are you going to ignore these things?"

Zhang Yujia sighed while flipping through the number to find someone to consult: "I don't want to care about it, but he is my brother, we are closer than our own, why don't we let it go!"

Zhang Yujia finished his sentence, and called two old doctors. After all, older people know about these things. I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Yujia still couldn’t find a suitable person. At this time, Zhang Yuli said in a low voice : "People are bound to die, and it's easy to reunite after death."

"What are you talking about!" Zhang Yujia didn't dare to say that it was an unlucky word, so she had to think for a long time before slowly saying: "It's better to live well than anything else." After that, he took Zhang Yuli's hand and said: " But don't worry, no matter what you are, I will never leave you."

Zhang Yuli raised the corners of his lips lightly after hearing this, and said in a low voice for a long while: "Let me go, and ask him to get back the money I lent him last time."

After hearing this, Zhang Yujia suddenly became enlightened.

42 unlucky

The office building that Zhang Wenqiang is in charge of designing and decorating is on a very busy section of North Street. At first glance, all the shops and storefronts erected around him are bustling with people, but it stands quietly. There is a dark oppression from inside the lattice doors and windows, like an abandoned building that has been shelved for many years, without the slightest smell of concrete that was just built.

When Zhang Yujia got off the taxi, he saw Zhang Wenqiang just coming out of the security office next to him. Compared with the original high-spirited and proud young man, his yellow and thin face was a world away. He had to be dressed like a fashion show, and he was in a mess. If his voice hadn't changed, Zhang Yujia would almost not have recognized him.

"Brother, how are you living these days..." Zhang Yujia couldn't hold back his voice after all.

"Don't mention it." Zhang Wenqiang took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and handed it to Zhang Yujia. Zhang Yujia didn't smoke much at first, but it seems that only one cigarette can describe this situation. I have lost two people, and I have all my belongings to accompany me, I have never been so unlucky in my life."

After Zhang Wenqiang finished speaking, he took out the lighter, first lit it for Zhang Yujia, then lit it for himself, took a deep breath, and finally exhaled a smoke ring, and then said: "When you called me the last two times, I This happened to be the time of the dead, and I didn't sleep a wink after being arguing with the family for several days, you see the back of my spine is full of bruises, if it wasn't for Zhang Jiawei, I would have been beaten to death."

Zhang Wenqiang has always been a strong person since he was a child, he can resist everything by himself, and report good news instead of bad news. Among them, he is the best among the brothers. Regardless of interpersonal relationship or black and white, he is the one who can handle things with ease. Zhang Yujia did not When he graduated, he escaped from school and ventured into the world. He took good care of Zhang Yujia and the others. Zhang Yujia remembered that he secretly paid his tuition fees for the last two years. Now the most outstanding people have become like this, Not to mention how sad he was, he just suppressed the discomfort in his throat and said: "I've lived these days, and I haven't heard you mention it. You always solve everything by yourself. The brothers think you're doing well. Why even that bastard Zhang Jiawei Didn't tell me a little bit."

"I told him not to talk about it. Everyone has their own business. You are a person on the operating table. You can't worry about things in your heart. Besides, you can't help much when you come, and you still worry about it for nothing." While talking, Zhang Wenqiang took two bottles of Sprite from the vending machine, handed one bottle to Zhang Yujia, and drank his own after opening the bottle. Finally, he remembered and said, "Who did you find for me?" ?”

Only then did Zhang Yujia remember that Zhang Yuli had been following him all along, and in a blink of an eye he was blurred like a cloud of fog, and the hot summer sunset was as red as a drop of blood, shining on him with a layer of dangling gold, as if he had become Like the clouds in the sky, Zhang Yujia wanted to ask him why he didn't show his body. After all, the two of them walked around the street among strangers arm in arm for a whole day. Now they are shy when they see the younger brother, but look at his appearance , didn't seem to be excited, presumably it's been many years since we met each other, so there was no expression on his face.

Zhang Yujia originally wanted to introduce Zhang Yuli to him directly, but none of the brothers knew that Zhang Yuli was dead, and they all thought that he had made a fortune abroad, so they cut off contact. As for Zhang Wenqiang, he couldn't get straight to the point, because If he, who has been haunted by ghosts for the past few days, heard this directly, he might be frightened, so he had to lay the groundwork first, so that he could accept it slowly.

But Zhang Yujia had just made up her mind and before she had time to speak, she saw a wet lip leaning against his ear and said, "Don't let him know me."

Zhang Yujia glanced at him in bewilderment, only to see that he narrowed his blue pupils slightly and shook his head leisurely towards him, as if there was no doubt about this matter.

At this time, Zhang Wenqiang saw the person opposite him staring blankly at the small osmanthus tree in the green belt next to him, so he took the Sprite jar to him and said, "Ajia, are you okay?!"

Zhang Yujia immediately came back to her senses, then shook her head with a smile and said, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about how to answer you, after all, you must be a little surprised when you say this."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Wenqiang seemed to feel something was wrong.

Seeing him like that, Zhang Yujia glanced at Zhang Yuli, who was standing motionless beside him, and finally said helplessly, "I wanted to call a master over today, but something happened to his apprentice, and I couldn't find him, and I was afraid that something would happen to you. Actually, if you don’t know, I can also do some strange escapism.”

"You will?" Zhang Wenqiang was surprised by his statement, because Zhang Yujia had always been an atheist, and he had a relatively small mind. It was not easy to learn medical skills at that time. Qiqi said: "Really? This thing is not pretending. I have seen that ghost with my own eyes. It is so disgusting that it is so disgusting that it is covered in maggots. Maybe it will be killed by him. Tell me about you first." Where did you learn it?"

Zhang Yujia faltered immediately when he heard this, thinking that he just wanted to lie to him, and then let Zhang Yuli go with the real guns, and now this person insists on asking the bottom line, isn't this forcing him to make nonsense, so He held his breath and thought for a long time, and finally said: "I also learned a few tricks from others. It is no problem to deal with normal ghosts. Even if I can't deal with them, I can keep you alive.