fire of nowhere

In the car, Duan Rongfeng stepped on the accelerator, and the scenery on both sides began to recede rapidly. Jiang Wenyao supported his head with one hand and looked out of the window boredly. For a certain moment, a figure in a black jacket was left in his eyes.

Jiang Wenyao blinked, and the image on the retina became clearer. Although he still couldn't see the man's face clearly, he could see the black clothes clearly.

A black shirt that blended into the night, with countless holes on it.

This dress seems to have been seen somewhere, and the thought flashed through Jiang Wenyao's mind, and then drifted away with the surrounding scenery.

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A modern girl is worthy of being a modern girl, with exquisite makeup, curly hair dyed wine red, a slender and tight body, and... too revealing clothes.Seeing her, Jiang Wenyao was even more sure that the dead lacked a piece of clothing to cover their bodies.

Viewed from the side, this girl is wearing a casual suit jacket and vertically striped silk trousers. She is [-] centimeters high, and an awl can stomp a person's face into a hole. But when she turned to the other side, many male police officers covered their faces—— Sister, why do you have nothing to wear, why don't you wear so much?

The casual suit is open with nothing inside, and the white chest is just exposed. Basically, except for the mentally abnormal, no one will go out of the house dressed like this.

"Could it be that some pervert took off her inner clothes?" Liu Xinyang sucked his teeth. A few years ago they solved a perverted fetish murder case. Every target selected by the murderer wore a ring finger on his right hand. The ring, the murderer took the ring away after the murder. On the surface, it looks like a robbery and murder case, but other property on the victim has not been touched.

"Impossible, the deceased's body has not been moved." After repeated inspections, the technicians gave a positive conclusion, that is to say, unless the clothes inside the deceased were taken off by her before she was alive, it is impossible for someone to take off her clothes.

"They all wear the emperor's new clothes, but this clothes can be seen by everyone when they are alive. When the person wearing the clothes dies, the clothes disappear." Duan Rongfeng suddenly said this sentence as if reading a text , everyone stared at him blankly, as if they didn't know him.

Unscrupulous people are suddenly passing the head, so scary!

"I also think she was wearing clothes, but with her death, the clothes disappeared." Jiang Wenyao squatted beside the female corpse, pointing to the right back of her neck. The red mark, the forensic doctor said that it should be strangled by something.Jiang Wenyao clumsily gesticulated on his neck, but everyone didn't understand. In the end, Duan Rongfeng became anxious and explained: "He said that this woman is wearing a sling."

This time, everyone including Jiang Wenyao looked at him in disbelief—how can you know women's clothes so well!

Duan Rongfeng: "..." I was wrong, I won't talk too much anymore!

But a lot of women in bars wear this kind of clothes...

"She should have fastened the belt very tightly, leaving such a mark at the position of the buckle." The female forensic doctor hit the nail on the head, and everyone had no objection.

The body was transported back to the police station, and the identity needed further investigation. Huo Mingliang told Duan Rongfeng to be careful, and led the people away. Just as Duan Rongfeng and Jiang Wenyao got into the car, Jiang Wenyao's cell phone rang. Strong fight.

At the end of the summer vacation, Wang Zhuang and his roommates really brought special products from their hometowns to thank them for saving Liu Xu as they said before. Hearing that the female ghost in the school had been taken away, Wang Zhuang and his roommates almost went to apprentice on the spot. Adiu played his true nature as a mad dog, and drove the group of brats away with a bark.

Knowing that Jiang Wenyao was an employee of the spare parts factory, Wang Zhuang thought that Gao Ren lived in seclusion in the city, and he didn't dare to disturb him at ordinary times, but he always sent messages and calls to Jiang Wenyao during the holidays, and the lines were all asking the other party to accept him as He is a gangster, he really wants to contribute his strength to the cause of exorcising ghosts.

After a tiring day and just saw a dead body, Jiang Wenyao really didn't want to answer his phone, Duan Rongfeng also annoyed this kid to death, basically all the people around the little mosquitoes, regardless of male and female, he was very annoying, so Jiang Wenyao didn't wait. Deciding whether to answer it or not, he took the phone over, and when it was connected, Duan Rongfeng roared so loudly that Wang Zhuang on the other side didn't dare to say anything for a long time.

"You know you're afraid?" Duan Rongfeng snorted refreshedly, "Stop harassing me when you're afraid, I'll tell you, we have connections, if you make further progress, believe it or not, I'll send you to squat for a few days! "

"Cough, cough, cough!" Jiang Wenyao choked on his saliva. Does Huo Mingliang know that you are so pretentious!

"No, brother Duan, calm down, let me tell you, if you are bitten by a dog, you must get a rabies vaccine as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very dangerous." Wang Zhuang over there was panic-stricken, and Duan Rongfeng on the other end was out of breath. ——This bastard, dare to say that he has a rabies attack! ! !

"Brother Duan, give your phone to Brother Jiang. I have a serious business with him. Really, if it's not a serious matter, you don't need to tell me. I'll go in and squat for half a month. See if it's okay!" Wang Zhuang's tone was a little bit In a hurry, Jiang Wenyao, who listened with his ears upright, immediately took the phone back and said "Hello" lightly.

"Brother Jiang, I beg you to save my cousin!" Hearing Jiang Wenyao's voice, Wang Zhuang immediately shouted heart-piercingly, Duan Rongfeng's face was as black as the sole of a shoe, shouldn't he be the one to rescue someone!

"What's going on, you talk slowly." Jiang Wenyao heard that he really remembered it, and motioned him to calm down and explain the whole story clearly.

"That's what happened," came the gurgling voice, Wang Zhuang should have drank a few sips of water, and his mood was much more stable when he spoke again, "My cousin is going to college this year, and he also came here, at the Engineering University A freshman in the Department of Engineering. Since he was in college, he has had frequent nightmares. He dreamed that many people were surrounding his bed looking at him. He couldn’t see their faces clearly, and he couldn’t move. Dare to sleep. Later he saw someone on the Internet saying that this situation must be caused by the unclean place where he lives, so my cousin moved out to live outside without his family."

In the first few days, the situation did ease, and my cousin's mood gradually improved, but the good times didn't last long. In the middle of the night, he started to have that dream again, almost closing his eyes, and he could see many figures around his bed.In the past month, my cousin moved home three times, and each time Ansheng fell into a nightmare within two days, he would rather keep his eyes open and look at the ceiling than fall asleep at night.

Last week, my cousin moved again. Because the new home is far away, he threw away a lot of things that he didn't need in a hurry, including a few old clothes from high school.

He was sure that the clothes were stuffed into a large cardboard box and thrown into the trash can, but after moving to the new house for two days, the nightmare hadn't come back yet, but those few clothes came back.Not only did it come back, but it was also stained with blood.The cousin was terrified, hurriedly packed up his clothes and threw them out, but he came back the next day, this time the blood was in pieces, exuding a disgusting smell of blood.

"This kid just knew he was afraid. He called me and asked me if he had offended something. Otherwise, why would the things he threw out come back again and again with blood! When I heard the situation, It’s not right, I’m thinking of you, Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang, this time you have to rescue my cousin no matter what. He hasn’t slept well for a month. I was shocked when I saw him just now. It’s so skinny that it’s out of shape!” Wang Zhuang was so anxious that he went to the room, and his major organized an English summer camp for this semester, which lasted for a week and was completely closed. It happened that his cousin was about to start military training for half a month, so he also I didn't spare time to visit my cousin, who knew that in just one month, the good boy was tortured into a skeleton.

"Where are you?" Jiang Wenyao glanced at Duan Rongfeng, and Duan Rongfeng turned the car at the intersection with a straight face and drove towards the University City.They all noticed that the discarded clothes of Wang Zhuang's cousin came back to him again and again, with obvious blood stains on them. Does this mean that the cousin's incident is related to the several death cases they are investigating?

"Could it be that the deceased's clothes, like that one, went into someone else's hands?" On the way, Jiang Wenyao unfolded his invincible imagination to draw the case. After much deliberation, he thought it was very possible. His mind was thinking of other things.

How did the opponent choose the target to attack?The deceased in the three cases, an old man in his [-]s, Xiao Zhou, and his cousin Wang Zhuang who just came to the city for a month, these people are completely unrelated, what is it that connects them?Who was the evil spirit that Adiu saw in the cemetery? Could the dead be his murderers?What's the point of killing them?

There were too many questions and too few clues, Mr. Duan's mind was quickly tied to a deadlock, so he had to put aside these doubts for the time being and see what happened to Wang Zhuang's cousin first.

Although he was mentally prepared, Jiang Wenyao was shocked when he saw Wang Zhuang's cousin. The boy who had just grown up was a little taller than Wang Zhuang, who was dark and strong, and his width was only half of Wang Zhuang. Boys developed later and were thinner. Not surprising at all, but that haggard face, with its sunken eye sockets and glassy eyes, was more of a junkie than a seasoned junkie.This big boy named Liu Heng is now like a frightened bird, the sound of opening and closing the door makes his whole body tremble, and it can be seen that he is frightened by a series of weird things recently.

"Where are the clothes?" Duan Rongfeng opened his yin and yang eyes to look at Liu Heng. The young man's yang energy was extremely weak, and the fire on his shoulders was not extinguished, but there was only a small flame left. This situation is a typical case of bad luck, low yang energy, No wonder moving could not save him from the reality of having nightmares every night.Duan Rongfeng took a peek at Jiang Wenyao, if there was no special reason, the little mosquito would be like this Liu Heng, entangled in terrified things all day long, maybe he should be thankful that he is different.

"Here it is!" Wang Zhuang, who had experienced several ghost things, was much more courageous, and took out a dirty paper bag from the balcony.When he arrived at Liu Heng's rented house, these bloody clothes were thrown at the entrance, so frightened that he thought something had happened to his cousin, Liu Heng was so frightened that he didn't dare to approach him at all. It was Wang Zhuang who boldly packed them up and threw them on the balcony, waiting for an expert to deal with them.

"What a heavy resentment." Without looking, Duan Rongfeng felt a strong sense of resentment, Jiang Wenyao also frowned, he didn't know what the resentment was, but the feeling in the air at this time made him very uncomfortable and wanted to Punch and kick to shatter the invisible and untouchable.

"You see clearly, this clothes really belong to you?" Mr. Duan, who is fearless to the dead, held back for a long time before mustering up the courage to twist up the blood-stained sportswear top, shaking it in front of Liu Heng, Liu Heng With a scream, he hugged his shoulders and was about to cry. Wang Zhuang hurriedly hugged his shoulders to comfort him, making him so nervous that an expert can't handle it without any dirty things.

Wang Zhuang persuaded him for a long time, but Liu Heng still buried his head and refused to look at the clothes. There was no other way, so Wang Zhuang had to answer instead: "The clothes are indeed his. I remember that my aunt bought them for him when he was admitted to a key high school. , He wore it when he played basketball in high school."

Jiang Wenyao took the sportswear from Duan Rongfeng, compared the size, and then compared the known dead people, it seemed that no one was suitable for this outfit.He has never seen the old man who was buried, but he is in his 90s, so he probably wouldn't wear this kind of high school sportswear.

"There is blood and resentment on the clothes. We should be able to find out who brought the clothes back." Duan Rongfeng said, picked up the clothes and went into the bedroom. Wang Zhuang knew that he had to do something, so he dragged his cousin to sit obediently in the living room and wait.Jiang Wenyao sat next to them and chatted with them, and waited for Liu Heng to stabilize before asking the key points.

In the bedroom, Duan Rongfeng drew a soundproof symbol on the door, locked the door, spread the clothes on the ground, threw out the four talisman papers, and nailed the talisman papers to the shoulders and sleeves of the clothes like nails, and then took the clothes Slowly hanging on the wall, Duan Rongfeng pinched his hands quickly, and with a low growl like a tiger roaring and a dragon moaning, the condensed energy shot out from his fingertips, hitting the sportswear directly, and with a bang, the whole room As if trembling, the people in the living room were also affected. Wang Zhuang and Liu Heng stood up in horror. Jiang Wenyao didn't expect such a big commotion, but he had confidence in Duan Xiaotong's strength and signaled them to take it easy ,no problem.

After one blow, a blurry figure appeared on the sportswear. Duan Rongfeng turned his face coldly. He knew that it was not the ghost's body, but the resentment left on his clothes.

Without stopping, Duan Rongfeng hit the sportswear seven times in a row. Since the ghost can send the clothes back again and again, it means that his soul body is not too far away from the clothes. If there is no accident, the blood on the clothes is the ghost. To the clothes, with this involvement, it is not difficult to catch the other party.

When the final blow was completed, a piercing wind blew in the bedroom, and a disheveled ghost was nailed to the sportswear, struggling desperately, the four talisman papers glowed at the same time, and the golden spell swam away, trapping it firmly.

"With so much resentment, it's not a ghost!" Duan Rongfeng "tsk tsk" twice, he thought that he would catch the ghost just now, so he didn't show mercy just now. If he had known it was just a ghost, he wouldn't have to expend so much effort.

"Bad guy, let me go!" The man twisted himself crazily, but the way he spoke was indescribably weird. Duan Rongfeng savored it for a long time, why did he feel that this guy was mentally retarded?

"Wait, tell me first, what's your name, what do you do, and why did you get involved with this dress?" Duan Rongfeng felt that as long as he understood this, he might solve a series of troublesome cases recently. Unexpectedly, after asking three times in a row, the other party still yelled for him to let go of himself, ignoring Mr. Duan's questioning at all.

Duan Rongfeng has never had much patience with ghosts. Seeing this guy pretending to be crazy but not answering, he suddenly became angry. It seems that he needs to be taught a lesson to make the other party answer honestly.Just as he was about to make a move, when the door opened, Jiang Wenyao walked in. Seeing the ghost on the wall, he frowned even tighter, and turned his gaze to Duan Rongfeng, as if asking what was going on.

"He was the one who got the clothes back, and the blood on them is also his." Duan Rongfeng explained, Jiang Wenyao nodded, and walked slowly to the wraith.The resentful soul was struggling desperately, but when Jiang Wenyao approached, he suddenly stopped moving. Duan Rongfeng narrowed his eyes to be on guard, for fear that the resentful soul would explode and hurt the little mosquito.

One person and one ghost just looked at each other like this. From Duan Rongfeng's point of view, it was a bit affectionate, but he knew that Jiang Wenyao's eyes must be showing deep sympathy and pity. The eyes of Little Mosquito had such a deep impression, that kind of image seemed to be engraved in his soul, and he could vividly remember it without thinking about it.

For as long as Duan Rongfeng was dazed, Jiang Wenyao and Wraith Soul stared at each other for a long time. Finally, Jiang Wenyao stretched out his hand, and the talismans that swam around Wraith Soul like snakes and imprisoned him stopped abruptly. Wraith Soul was not surprised, and slowly broke free Sportswear, floating opposite Jiang Wenyao.

Duan Rongfeng's heart sank, and he hurried over to protect the little mosquito.He was still three or four meters away, and the resentful soul suddenly bowed deeply to Jiang Wenyao, the resentment surrounding him gradually dissipated, revealing his smiling face, Jiang Wenyao returned a warm smile, and could no longer say The soul called the resentful soul slowly floated up and disappeared.

"This!" Duan Rongfeng stopped in his tracks, completely dumbfounded. Although resentful souls are not as difficult to deal with as ghosts, they are also quite difficult to save. Forcibly sending them to the underworld will cause their grievances to be unraveled, and they will not be able to enter reincarnation in a short time, so The best way is to hold a Buddhist ceremony and use the scriptures of various religious sects to wash away the grievances in the soul. Buddhism and Taoism are experts in this area. The Duan family is in charge of catching ghosts. The Duan family is patient. The only one who can save the souls of the dead is the Nineteenth Uncle who fights the five dregs.

But what did the little mosquito do?He did nothing!The resentment of the resentful soul leaves the soul?

Duan Rongfeng was still in shock, Jiang Wenyao, who watched the ghost leave, turned around and said to him: "He has nothing to do with those cases, he is just a poor man."

That compassionate tone... Duan Rongfeng was dazed for a moment.

So familiar!

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Outside the bedroom door, Wang Zhuang and Liu Heng stretched their necks to look inside. Wang Zhuang stared at Liu Heng with star eyes as big as a bull: "Did you see that! Did you see that! Only when there is a comparison is there to compare, and Brother Jiang is the only one who can compete." Call Gaoren Faner, and with a wave of his sleeves, all the monsters and goblins will be taken away!" Liu Heng, who hadn't figured out what was going on, nodded fiercely, no wonder his cousin kept saying that he wanted to take a high-ranking person as his teacher. After this battle, he really wanted to be a teacher. !

Duan Rongfeng: "...Didn't I tell you to stay in the living room honestly! Who told you to come here!"

Wang Zhuang and Liu Heng shrank their necks and ran away.

Mr. Duan slammed the door with a haughty face, walked back to Jiang Wenyao and pulled him to look at him. His face looked good and he was not injured, so he thought about asking other things: "Little mosquito, what did he tell you?"

"He is a poor man with an IQ of seven years old. He was abandoned by his parents since he was a child. He stayed in an orphanage for several years. He wandered outside in a daze, begging for a living." Jiang Wenyao looked at the sportswear that fell to the ground without spells, Go over and pick it up.

That day when Liu Heng threw out the unwanted things, he happened to see him. He hadn’t changed his clothes for a long time, so when he dug out a few old clothes from the trash can, he was overjoyed, and immediately put them on his body .

He stood with his hands in his pockets and looked in the mirror outside the shop on the street. He found something in his pockets, took it out and took a look...Jiang Wenyao reached into the pocket of his dirty sportswear, and took out a brand new hundred-yuan bill .

"Although he is poor, he is kind-hearted. One hundred is a huge sum of money to him, so he thinks that the person who lost the money must be very anxious. He wants to return the money to Liu Heng. He went back to the trash can where he picked up clothes, and walked along Looking for people in the direction Liu Heng left," Jiang Wenyao suddenly clenched his sportswear, as if grabbing the pure soul that was suffering but not stained with dust at a critical moment, "It was cloudy that day, a car didn't notice Him, knocked him into the sky, until the blood soaked the set of clothes he picked up, and he was still clutching the 100 yuan that the owner couldn't find."

Duan Rongfeng's nose was a little sore, and Wang Zhuang and Liu Heng, who had tapped to the bedroom door to eavesdrop at some point, also covered their mouths, with mixed feelings in their hearts.Especially Liu Heng, he never thought that the ghost that scared him to the point of madness died because of him. His family was not rich, but 100 yuan was nothing to him, but it was this 100 yuan that won him a lot of money. He lost a fresh life, even though he lived in poverty and did not even get respect from others, but his life is also precious and should not be terminated like this.

"You can guess what happened next. He sent the clothes back again and again, just to let Liu Heng get back the banknote." Jiang Wenyao put the extraordinarily red banknote on the bedside table and turned to leave. I want to go home as soon as possible, burn more paper money to this kind-hearted big boy, let him live a comfortable life before reincarnation, and use the rest as bribes to ghost messengers, hoping that they can help this kind-hearted soul cast a good pregnancy.

Duan Rongfeng wiped his face, really want to cry what's going on, he is not such a sentimental person!

Before leaving, Duan Rongfeng solemnly told Wang Zhuang that it would be best for him to move in to stay with Liu Heng for a while. Liu Heng's yang energy is too weak now, so he has nothing to do to bask in the sun, or go to worship in temples, and try not to go to places like hospitals and cemeteries After a period of time, the bad luck will pass, and the yang energy will be sufficient, so there will be no nightmares.Wang Zhuang nodded vigorously, but Duan Rongfeng refused to explain that, he also decided to move out to accompany his cousin, otherwise if something happened to Liu Heng, how would he face his mother and uncle.

On the way back, Jiang Wenyao didn't say a word, the smiling face before he left was always lingering in his mind, and gradually, that face changed into Qi Xiangdong, the elevator lady, and the person who asked him to deliver a message. A young ghost, turned into a headless ghost... It is said that ghosts are scary, but he always seems to meet such kind ghosts.They have experienced unimaginable pain, but they have maintained their original nature. Sometimes he can't help thinking, if he encounters these changes, will he be able to maintain his original intention?

"Don't worry, the more suffering he suffers in this life, the happier he will be in the next life. If he accumulates the good fruits of several lives, he has a chance to become a fairy immediately." Duan Rongfeng was also greatly touched. He thought that maybe he should treat him in the future Ghosts are more patient, not every ghost who does "bad things" is a bad guy.

"Well," Jiang Wenyao leaned against the car door and nodded wearily. After the beggar ghost left, he felt a little weak. This feeling of powerlessness also occurred when he saw Wang Tiantian who was killed by the evil spirit. Maybe these ghosts were involved. He must be too emotional, "Will Liu Heng stop having nightmares if Wang Zhuang moves there?" He thought of the depressed young man again. I only hope that he will get out of the shadows as soon as possible, and enjoy the last carefree days of his student days like his peers.

"I drew a calming spell in his bedroom. Ordinary wandering souls can't get close to him. Naturally, he won't have nightmares anymore..." Duan Rongfeng stopped abruptly while speaking, and Jiang Wenyao looked at him puzzled for a long time Only then did Mr. Duan recover from the suspected state of being caught by the fishbone, took a few deep breaths, and pretended to be calm and explained: "I, I seem to have seen three fires on them just now."

These three fires cannot be seen by ordinary yin and yang eyes. Even if he has the blessing of the golden seal in his palm, he can't see them. Presumably, he and the little mosquito have completely absorbed the gods of their respective sky eyes, so when they unite and go out again, I can see three yang fires on the person.

"Oh." Jiang Wenyao thought for a while, but he didn't feel that seeing people was any different from before. In fact, since he got the **** God of Sky Eye, he didn't feel any change from before. Maybe most of the power of Sky Eye Get on the body of a section of the rice bucket.

"It's good that Liu Heng's case is resolved smoothly, but unfortunately the case at hand is still not progressing." Speaking of the sudden death case under investigation, Duan Rongfeng's devilish face suddenly became a bitter gourd, except for confirming the deaths of these people and their mysteriously missing clothes. I don't know anything about it, and Adiu has made no progress in tracking Xiao Zhou. If he delays for one more day, more people may die. What will happen in the end?Could it be that one day when you open your eyes, the entire city will die?

"Compared to the beginning, we still caught some clues." Unable to bear to see Duan Xiaotong frowning, Jiang Wenyao cheered him up and encouraged him. Duan Rongfeng smiled brightly, but his eyes were as deep as the sea.

Burning a lot of paper money for the beggar ghost, and collecting the clues at hand, Jiang Wenyao was lying on the bed and it was almost one o'clock in the morning, but he didn't feel sleepy. He turned his mobile phone to the online radio, looking for some soothing music to listen to. Relaxing helps you sleep.

"The experience of this friend just now would be unbearable to anyone. You can survive it smoothly, which shows that you are a person with a strong heart. I believe that you will go smoothly in the future, and the evil spirits will not dare to approach you again." A soothing male voice came out from the loudspeaker, and Jiang Wenyao opened his closed eyes again. He listened to the midnight story broadcasts a lot when he was in school, but why did the host's words sound so weird?

After a short music, the voice of the male host came out again: "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world? In your growth experience, are there any footprints left by friends from another world? Their appearance has caused you trouble. , or did you change your fate in the dark? I am Cai Zhe, and I am waiting for your talk at midnight."

Jiang Wenyao: "..."

Don't you understand the reason why you don't talk about people during the day and don't talk about ghosts at night!I really want to light wax for them.

No matter how much he complained in his heart, Jiang Wenyao still patiently continued to listen, and the sleepiness that was not much at first even disappeared without a trace.In his opinion, at this time period, there should not be many people participating in this kind of heavy-duty program. Unexpectedly, the hotline and online platform are quite popular. Jiang Wenyao clicked on the discussion board of the online broadcast and found that hundreds of people took turns to speak. Those who expressed their opinions on the supernatural experiences told by others, some said that they had encountered more terrifying situations, and some posted advertisements on WeChat...

It's not the weekend, you don't have to go to work and school tomorrow!

It wasn't until two o'clock, when the show came to an end, that Jiang Wenyao realized that Midnight Nonsense is a very popular midnight talk show. Unexpectedly, it became an instant hit, and many merchants have contacted him, hoping that he will act as the product image spokesperson.

Jiang Wenyao tossed and turned, if he opened a program to tell the ghosts he experienced, would he be more popular than Cai Zhe?Thinking of the tens of thousands of endorsement fees, Jiang Wenyao couldn't sleep at all. Hell, how could he put money in as much as he could, so that he could get the first pot of gold in his life!

In the next few days, Jiang Wenyao deliberately went to bed late and listened to a few episodes of the program. He was not very interested in being a radio host, but the various ghost stories told by the audience were quite interesting. Even though it has been a long time, the voice of the person involved is still trembling when telling the story. Jiang Wenyao really wants to try his luck to see if anyone has heard of the horror legend related to clothes, which may provide some help for their clueless case.

"Hello, listeners. I'm Yudie. Tonight, I'll be the host of Midnight Ghost Talk." On the last night before the National Day holiday, the low-pitched male voice was replaced by a graceful female voice. Jiang Wenyao was brushing his hair after taking a shower. When I opened the discussion board, many people were asking where Cai Zhe had gone.

"Cai Zhe is not feeling well these days, so I will take over the shift for a few days. If you have any personal experience, you can talk to Yudie. Now, Yudie will first talk about your own personal experience..."

Listening to Yudie talking about the experience of bumping into ghosts, Jiang Wenyao shook his half-dry hair. It seems that hosting a supernatural show also requires talent. This girl should have good hosting skills, otherwise she would not be sent to represent Such a popular midnight show, but she deliberately set off the horror atmosphere with yin and yang, which not only reduced the points of the unreal supernatural story, but even gave people the illusion of listening to a dubbed horror novel.

There was a lot of scolding on the discussion board, and Yudie seemed to be brushing the board while talking. Seeing that everyone didn't buy her account, the girl panicked.

"Okay, that's the story. Let's listen to a song first, and then answer the audience's calls." Yudie hurriedly switched the music, and Jiang Wenyao lay on the bed with her pillow in her arms, wondering if the girl named Yudie was crying to the director went.

The temporary replacement of the host greatly reduced the audience's enthusiasm for participation, and the few narrators were not too enthusiastic. Jiang Wenyao fell asleep after listening to it, and it was dawn when he opened his eyes again.

Because of the outstanding work efficiency, the spare parts factory is closed on a normal holiday. According to the plan, he and Duan Fantong went outside at noon today to improve their meals, then went to watch blockbuster movies at home and abroad, went to the market in the afternoon to buy vegetables, and had dinner at home.

"Would you like to pack some food for A-Diao?" Seeing Duan Duan sweeping away all the delicacies on the table, Jiang Wenyao took out a shiny golden card and swiped it boldly, Jiang Wenyao felt that it was necessary to fight for some welfare for his poor son. When Xiao Zhou came into their suspicious sight, he had seen Adiu twice, crawled back in a dirty and pitiful way every time, ate like a starved ghost reincarnated, and then left in a hurry.He knew that Adiu was doing business, but as a father, he still felt distressed enough, and he couldn't help if he wanted to help, so he could only buy more delicious food for Adiu when he came back. The baby who is eating should be full.

"No need, I'm going to watch a movie later, it's inconvenient to carry it, I'll make an extra portion for it when cooking at night, it should come back tonight." Duan Rongfeng burped, and gave Adiu a rare Vote for sympathy.That guy nests under Xiao Zhou's bed every day, not daring to move, and he has to keep up with Xiao Zhou when he goes out. Except for going to the toilet and taking a bath, Adiu has never left Xiao Zhou. First, Duan Rongfeng hoped that they could take action quickly, otherwise he and Adiu would go crazy.

Jiang Wenyao has a flat mouth, how can the food cooked at home compare with the fresh seafood in a five-star hotel? A few days ago, Ah Diu came back and ate eight hairy crabs with their shells and meat. He was so scared that he almost smashed his son to the pet hospital for examination Has the stomach been injured?

"The movie starts in half an hour, let's go to the square first to digest food." After signing the bill, Duan Rongfeng hopped and led Jiang Wenyao out of the hotel. Jiang Wenyao kept aiming at his stomach. Won't your stomach sag?You just ate two big lobsters and four king crabs!

On the first day of the long holiday, the square outside the shopping mall was crowded with people. Even though the sun was strong at noon, people still squeezed each other, or chatted, or took pictures. Jiang Wenyao and Duan Rongfeng squeezed all the way to a place closer to the mall and found Not far away there was a high stage, and several star-like people were singing and dancing.

At the end of the song, the host came to the stage and enthusiastically introduced the next guest.Jiang Wenyao turned his head suddenly, as if he heard Cai Zhe's name.

Amidst the enthusiastic applause of the crowd, a melancholy handsome boy in his early twenties walked onto the stage, half of his face was blocked by his non-mainstream slanted bangs. Even though it was completely cold in October, Jiang Wenyao still felt that this boy was a bit hot.

Cai Zhe, a melancholy and beautiful young man with one hand in his pocket and the microphone in the other, greeted the audience indifferently. Jiang Wenyao spent a long time but couldn't match this person on the stage with the generous and decent male voice on the radio.

Sao Nian, you are more suitable to hide behind the scenes, disillusioned!

☆, 67|6.7

"I can become a star when I grow up like this, then I'm not a superstar!" Duan Rongfeng hummed dissatisfied, and took a picture of the sun with his mobile phone as a mirror. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was much better than that talented person.If he was a star, his female fans who were crying to marry him would only be able to pretend for at least three squares.

"It's not a celebrity, it's a radio host." Jiang Wenyao looked around guiltily, and only dared to speak when he found no one was paying attention to them. He went to the street with Duan Xiaotong, and he had to guard against embarrassment at any time.

"How do you know?" Duan Rongfeng raised his eyebrows, and looked at Jiang Wenyao with a look of catching rape. Jiang Wenyao felt a little guilty under such gaze, and explained weakly: "I have listened to several episodes of his program."

"Is his voice so nice?" Duan Rongfeng glanced sourly at Cai Zhe who was having a question and answer with the host on the stage, and it was even more unpleasant than before.

"Well, it's really good," Jiang Wenyao looked at the sky and thought for a while before answering, and immediately felt the resentment from a certain idiot, and quickly changed his words, "Actually, the voice is second, the main reason is that the program he hosts is quite special, and many people listen to it. "

"Tch, what kind of special programs are there these days, and I'm tired of watching live broadcast suicides." Duan Rongfeng's words are quite to the point. When he was young, his brothers and sisters often gathered together to listen to the radio, and felt that any song was so good. All programs are so novel, much more interesting than cartoons.When I grew up, the Internet was prevalent, and I could search what I wanted to listen to and watch online. Who still listens to programs on a broken radio every day!

"It's a program that tells real and supernatural stories, called Midnight Nonsense." Jiang Wenyao actively recommended Cai Zhe's program, and as he talked, he suddenly remembered that the girl named Yudie last night did not say that Cai Zhe was uncomfortable. Is she a temporary substitute? It's only been a few hours, and Cai Zhe came to them to be a guest?

"Tell ghost stories in the middle of the night?" Duan Rongfeng almost popped his eyes out, what a joke, others can't hide from ghosts, are they afraid that ghosts won't notice them! Speaking of... Duan Rongfeng pointed his left hand in front of his eyes With a swipe, the scene he saw immediately changed. The melancholy and beautiful boy was surrounded by a faint yin, which made the person who was not very sunny look even more gloomy.

"He didn't pretend to be sick to pick up private work, did he?" Jiang Wenyao bumped Duan Rongfeng's stomach with his elbow, muttering in a low voice. It seems that many people in the crowd are fans of Cai Zhe, and every word Cai Zhe said , there is a large