The gloomy sky, the falling raindrops, and the smell of nicotine and mold mixed in a humid and hot room. Li Xiaoqi sat on the windowsill with the window open, looking at the street outside the window, deliberately avoiding the street under the window. Pedestrians on the road smiled helplessly, then turned to look at the man who was thrown off the beam by a hemp rope, and said.
"Sir, how many years have passed. I think you already know very well that some people are destined to never wait again. No matter how hard you wait, you are the only one who is moved and tortured."
After hearing Li Xiaoqi's words, the man who fell on the beam, or the hanged man, didn't say anything, but his wide and bulging eyes and his body swaying left and right with the rope still showed his inner excitement and excitement. Unwilling to do so.
After a long time, until all the cigarette butts were left in Li Xiaoqi's hand, the Hanged Man slowly spoke.
"In that case, can you let me go to the place where I met Xiaohui again before I leave?"
In a milk tea shop a street away from the window, Zhang Yue'er, who was looking at the sky boredly, suddenly noticed something strange about the raindrops falling in the sky. After a closer look, he was surprised to find that the raindrops stopped in mid-air, and everyone in the store , except for himself, everyone was fixed on the action just now.
"Did time stop?"
Just when Zhang Yue'er was about to get up to check the situation, a woman with a faint glow, gray hair and a white flower skirt came in. She looked at Zhang Yue'er and asked softly.
"This little fairy, are you waiting for someone?"
Zhang Yue'er was just about to say something to the woman next door in front of her, when she suddenly woke up.
"It turned out to be a dream."
She stood up and opened the curtains. It was actually raining outside the window, and the gloomy sky was just like in her dream. After looking at the time at 6:10 in the morning, Zhang Yueer decided to make breakfast.
At the dinner table, Zhang Yue'er told Li Xiaoqi about the dream she had just had. Li Xiaoqi, who was still a little sleepy, couldn't explain why. Wu Xuanyi, who was lying on the window sill in cat form, yawned and spoke.
"Xiao Yue, you have to know that earthly immortals also have the ability to predict the future."
"It's just that compared to Shuangzi who relies on eight characters, Qi Men Dun Jia and the like, Earth Spirit Immortal can see some fragments of what will happen in the future."
"Since you are Hu Qiqi's disciple, you naturally have this ability."
"It's just that you don't have enough knowledge. You can only occasionally rely on precognitive dreams to know what will happen in the future."
Hearing Wu Xuanyi's explanation, Li Xiaoqi suddenly woke up, because from the day he became an adapter, almost all the things about gods, demons and monsters he experienced were not good things. According to Wu Xuanyi, It was said that Zhang Yue'er was also involved in this matter, and Li Xiaoqi couldn't help but worry.
Looking at Li Xiaoqi who had a strange expression, Wu Xuanyi continued.
"Don't worry. From Xiao Yue's description of that woman, she should be an earthly immortal. It is impossible for demons and ghosts to emit such a holy light."
"It happens to be Saturday, so you two are just going out on a date. Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Because of Zhang Yue'er's description of the dream scene, Li Xiaoqi took her and soon came to an old residential area opposite Andong No. 1 Middle School.
Through the yin and yang, Li Xiaoqi saw only a few faint ghosts in this old residential area, but he was worried that something was going to change, so he decided to let Zhang Yue'er stay in a milk tea shop on the roadside.
"No, I'm going with you."
After hearing Li Xiaoqi's decision, Zhang Yue'er pouted and said dissatisfiedly.
"Have you forgotten that you are waiting for the Earth Immortal?"
Walking into the old residential area, Li Xiaoqi didn't notice anything unusual at first. There were no decorations on the moss-covered red brick walls, unplanned but not obtrusive greening, old people sitting outside chatting and playing cards, chasing each other and having fun. As a child, Li Xiaoqi was walking through a row of carports with missing roofs. Just as he was about to walk through a bush half as tall as a man, he was pulled back by an old man passing by.
"Young man, don't just listen to other people's nonsense and just go there and make nonsense."
"I won't tell you much. Although this place is old, it is not desolate. Look at how desolate it is. Don't you think there is a reason?"
After hearing what the old man said, Li Xiaoqi walked in through the bushes after thanking him.
Maybe it was because of the daytime. After walking through the bushes, Li Xiaoqi saw only empty buildings with people and overgrown weeds, except for the ghostly aura that was so weak that it could be ignored. He looked at the three people who had a sense of a haunted house. On the first floor, Li Xiaoqi took out his mobile phone and was about to tell Zhang Yue'er not to worry, he would be out soon.
But when Li Xiaoqi dialed the phone, all he heard was the sound of "sizzling la la" with poor signal. Li Xiaoqi, thinking it was a poor signal, was about to hang up when he vaguely heard someone from the receiver. Talking.
"You are not the one I want to wait for."
At the same time that Li Xiaoqi heard the sound, a figure flashed unnaturally in front of a window on the second floor. It felt like a pendulum swinging.
"The rightful owner has been found."
Arriving at the corridor outside the second floor, looking at the ground filled with broken furniture and garbage, Li Xiaoqi walked forward as if climbing over mountains and ridges. He thought he had reached the window where the black shadow appeared just now, but suddenly... Stunned, Li Xiaoqi found in frustration that he was back at the stairwell of the second floor.
"Damn, you and I are playing tricks on each other."
After casually playing two "dust-level ghost exorcism talismans", Li Xiaoqi walked forward again, but after being stunned again, he was still at the stairwell of the second floor.
After walking there countless times, Li Xiaoqi was so tired that he couldn't stand up straight. After taking a few deep breaths, Li Xiaoqi spoke with veins twitching on his forehead.
"Old ghost, you are about to know my biggest secret. If you dare to tell it, I..."
Before Li Xiaoqi could finish speaking, Zi Meng's disbelieving voice sounded in his mind.
[Generally, if you want to break the "ghost wall", the most direct way is to urinate. Li Xiaoqi, are you still a virgin? 】
Hearing Zimeng's words, Li Xiaoqi blushed and said.
"Shut up, I'm talking about keeping one's body as pure as jade and keeping one's body clean!"
[Shit, a twenty-seven-year-old virgin, this is simply rarer than a Siberian tiger. 】
[Ah ha ha ha ha. 】
Amidst Zimeng's uncontrollable laughter, Li Xiaoqi, whose face turned as red as pig liver, spilled his humiliating boy's urine into the corridor on the second floor...
This time, Li Xiaoqi finally came to the window. Through the broken window, he saw a rope tied to the beam in the house, but at the bottom of the rope, there was not the man who hanged himself in Zhang Yue'er's dream.
Just when Li Xiaoqi was about to open the door and enter, Zi Meng's voice sounded again.
[No, this is not a ghost hitting a wall, this is a ghost...]
Before Zimeng could finish speaking, the voice Li Xiaoqi heard on his cell phone sounded behind him this time.
"You are not the one I want to wait for."
