haunted pillow

Lan Yu quickly ran downstairs to the living room, turned on the light and saw that the doll in the living room was gone, and the shelf where the doll was placed was empty.

This kind of thing happened at night, he and Cen Yu basically didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, went downstairs the next morning, the old man was already sitting in the dining room having breakfast, this man ate corn porridge, steamed buns and pickles, and his food was very simple, he Although he spends a lot of money on things like Feng Shui testing and changing his fate, he is as frugal as other five- and sixty-year-olds when it comes to food and drink.

Lan Yu was standing at the door of the restaurant, when he suddenly heard the same child's laughter as last night, his hand grasped the door frame, slowly tightened, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

The shadow of the old man was reflected on the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows, on his shoulders... the doll was sitting.

Lan Yu immediately turned to look at him. In reality, there was nothing on the old man's shoulders, but the window glass clearly reflected that there was a doll on his shoulders that disappeared from the living room, looking at him with a smile.

The smile was innocent...almost sinister.

"What's wrong?" the old man asked, Lan Yu shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, you eat so early."

"Since you're here, why are you still standing there? Sit down and eat." The old man said stiffly.

Lan Yu didn't care about eating, but she was afraid that the old man would be worried, so she didn't dare not tell him the truth, so she drank half a bowl of porridge in a hurry, thanked her and left the table, telling Cen Yu that Cen Yu would stay with her to protect her for a few days The old man is good, as for Lan Yu, his friend has already contacted him, and Lan Yu is going to his shop today to get back the repaired photos.

He had to go to the police station in the morning, so he made an appointment with that friend in the afternoon. When he came out of the police station, the appointment time had not yet arrived. Seeing that it was very close to the small restaurant, he wanted to go to the restaurant first. To pass the time.

He said he was just here to sit down and he didn't need to say hello, but the shop owner still mixed some potato shreds and honey bitter gourd for him, "It doesn't take much trouble, it's all side dishes, just treat it as if you accompany me to eat, and you also I haven't been here for so long, let's talk for a while, what have you been up to lately?"

It was just after noon, and there were no customers in the store. They set up two bottles of wine and two dishes of side dishes, just to talk and chat. Take it easy, and Lan Yu told him about the case.

"No matter what I think, that doll has ghosts, and it feels too strange to the touch. It is made of leather, and it seems to be thinner and smoother than ordinary leather. It has a sinister air, anyway...it makes people uncomfortable. "

"Speaking of human skin, ancient Greece seems to have made book covers and lamp skins made of human skin..."

An idea really came into his mind: Should I go find this kind of real object, touch it, and check it out.

The boss made him dumbfounded: "Stop talking nonsense, that thing is so easy to get?"

"I can't help it either." Lan Yu picked up a chopstick and ate the bitter gourd, and ate it with a sad face, "...Hiss, since the ghost talisman was pasted before and it didn't work, it means that this time it must not be a ghost. Think about it If it’s not a ghost, what else could it be? Although I’m a half-baked person, I’ve read a lot of books in my family since I was a child, and I rarely come across such things.”

"Speaking of going to North Korea to fight, you seem to have been there back then?" He suddenly remembered, "It's a coincidence, then you haven't heard of any strange things? Or... have you met one of them? "

"No, even if there is, I can't remember it after so many years." The boss poured him a glass of wine, and Lan Yu waved his hand, so he took it back and drank it himself, "But, let me tell you, since it's not Ghost, could it be a curse or a contract?"

When he was young, this man learned a little bit of the art of discriminatory sex, and sometimes he knew more about this kind of thing than Gan Lanyu, so he used to come to discuss anything with him: "You mean ..."

"You said that several people died one after another. If it wasn't for the revenge of the resentful ghosts, it could only be a curse, or some kind of contract with gods and ghosts was made before, and it was backfired." The boss said.

"If you want to know what is a ghost, what is a curse, and how to distinguish it, let me use this analogy, for example... the ghost movie we watched together before was called a curse, and the female ghost in it was tortured and killed before she was alive. Do you turn into a ghost after being wronged? This kind of ghost is a ghost. She has her own subjective consciousness when she harms people, but curses have no self-consciousness, so you can't deal with them with talismans."

(Note: The boss is wrong, the "spell" he said is actually "the grievance")