Striving for Science

"I wandered in the land of death for a few days. I couldn't enter the reincarnation, and I couldn't see my wife and children again. I watched them wronged last night, but I couldn't do anything." The man said with red eyes, but he couldn't cry at all Tears.

He looked up at Shen Changan, suddenly he knelt down, and wanted to perform three salutes and nine knocks.

"Wait!" Shen Changan hid to the side. "Don't come here just like this kind of bowing gift. I'm a living person and I can't stand this kind of gift."

"Sir, help me out of the trapped soul, which is my reborn parent, and I should bow down with a big gift."

"You talk a lot." Shen Changan listened to the other person biting the text and said across the window. "Now you are thankful, you can ..." Can I continue to sleep?

"It's not all said, you guys are the most elegant and elegant." The man was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head. "Before I came, I recite this paragraph for two hours."

Shen Changan: The ghost I dreamed of this time is quite particular.

He looked at the man with a smirk, and suddenly remembered that when he sent the mother and son back home last night, he saw a still photo in the mother and son's house. This man ... was almost exactly the same as the person in the photo.

Has his mental consciousness been so high? Even dreaming must be combined with reality, and the grounding gas is not exaggerated?

Although ... there are ghosts that are already exaggerated.

"Sir, you do n’t know, since I accidentally died a month ago, I could n’t leave the place of death. I thought of many ways, but every time I was about to approach the door of my house, my soul would float back uncontrollably. Until yesterday At night, I followed you and entered the house for the first time after death. "

Thinking of the indifference at home, the man bowed deeply to Shen Changan: "It's not too early. I want to rush back to give my wife a dream and let her ... let her have a better life in the future. If you meet a good man, she will remarry If you ca n’t meet you, do n’t grieve yourself. I have saved a lot of money working outside these years, enough for them to spend a few years relaxing. ”

Shen Changan looked at the emotions of reluctance and relief on the man's face, looked down at the watch on his wrist, and suddenly smiled, "Then go quickly, it's almost dawn."

In the ghost story, the ghosts will lose their ability at dawn, and they will no longer have any impact on humans.

He somewhat understood why he had a dream that his dead father came home to visit his wife and children. Probably deep in his heart, he also expected that there would be ghosts and spirits in the world so that his parents could come back to see him.

But he kept waiting, from the age of seven to adulthood, did not wait for them to return, and even rarely dreamed about them. Gradually he understood that there were no ghosts and spirits in the world, but only the missing people's thoughts of the dead.

"Benefactor, goodbye." The man insisted on paying three to nine pledges to Shen Changan. Shen Changan ducked, and he bowed into the window. After worshipping, his figure dissipated in the night, and no traces could be seen.

After the room was quiet outside the window, Shen Changan just lay back and heard what was cracking in the window. He picked up a pillow and hit the window: "Go away, I'll bother me to death."

The sound of knocking on the window stopped suddenly, but soon the sound of knocking on the window became a smashing window, as if Shen Changan couldn't open the window, they would swear on.

"I'm fucking." Shen Changan rolled up from the bed with a sullen face. This time, no matter what ghosts are outside the window, he would hit their heads.

When he opened his eyes and looked out the window, his brow furrowed.

Outside the window, there were a few people with blue and white complexions, some of them wearing modern clothes, and some of them wearing cloth gowns of the last century. Seeing Shen Changan looking out of the window, these people suddenly stopped shooting the window, and then performed an acrobatic performance for Shen Changan.

An old man took off his arm.

A woman twisted her head to her chest.

There was another thin man who was even more brutal. He screwed his head off, and his head made a terrible laugh.

Looking at this scene expressionlessly, Shen Changan strode to the window and opened the window to hold the thin man with a terrifying laughter. He threw him to the ground after a shoulder fall, and the head of the thin man's hand was like a winter melon. Rolled to the corner.

"I make you laugh, I let you pick your head to play." Shen Changan beat the thin man with a beating, and rolled his head to the corner of the wall, screaming. The sound was annoying, and he stooped to pick up his head, kicked him out of the window, and turned to continue beating the thin man.

After he beat the thin man almost away, he turned to look at the frightened goblin outside the window. Noble and indifferent: "Cock chickens like you, when I was six years old, I could hit five. It ’s not aimed at any of you. In my eyes, you are all spicy chicken. "

The female ghost screwed her head back into her back silently. .

The old man quickly installed his arm back into place.

Others who removed the eyeballs and ears put the body parts back in place. A long tongue ghost shook his body and had no time to withdraw his tongue. He had to hold the tongue with his hands and force it back into his mouth. A face was pushed into a pumpkin by the tongue.

"Spicy chicken!" Shen Changan sneered.

The ghosts shuddered together.

The atmosphere was frozen at this moment. Suddenly a thick fog rose outside the window. Shen Changan felt something was wrong. He subconsciously tilted his head to the side, and he suddenly saw a few long vines flying outside. Take his throat straight.

Shen Changan's qi hadn't disappeared yet, and the dream hadn't ceased. The last reason in his heart was also ignited. He reached out and grabbed the vine that had passed by him, and pulled it hard.

Something green was dragged in.

The green hair and green clothes turned out to be the little green hair he had seen in his dream last time.

Seeing that his attack was easily avoided by Shen Changan, the green-haired child looked at Shen Changan in horror. What monster is this human being? Not only does he have a breath to attract ghosts, but also a glorious golden light of merit, if he does not hate this human to take away his little partner, he will not arrange ghosts nearby to scare him.

But what he never imagined is that this human being is not even afraid of ghosts, beating a ghost is like beating a doll. Who is the ghost and who is the human between them?

Lifting his head to Shen Changan's eyes, the green-haired child shivered in shock: "I, I am a child, you can't do it to me."

"Oh." Shen Changan picked him up from the ground, put it on his knee, and slapped it on the green-haired ass.

"Aw!" Green hair screamed, he felt that he was not being beaten but the whole soul was shaking. Even more frightening is that, at the moment when Shen Changan grabbed him, his whole body seemed to have lost his strength, and he could only act on him.

"I am indeed more tolerant of children, but are you a child?" They slapped again.

"Aoao!" Green hair burst into tears. "You told me last time that young children don't have to bear legal responsibility. Why did you change the standard when you came to me?"

"What do you think, even if you're still young, ghosts still talk about human rights." Shen Changan continued to fight and lived for more than 20 years. For the first time, he saw a monster telling him about human rights in his dream.

"You bad person, Miao Miao will leave this city tomorrow, all this is caused by you, but you still have to beat me." Lvmao saw that he couldn't break free, simply broke the jar, "You Humans are much more annoying than ghosts. "

"I'm alone, what do you like to do ghosts like?" Shen Changan saw that the green hair was crying pitifully, and his anger disappeared, so he released his hand and put him aside. The habit of knocking on windows and assaulting others. This is done by the uncle of the police. "

Seeing that Shen Changan was no longer beating himself, Lvmao crawled and hid outside the window, shouting at Shen Changan across the window: "Wait for me, I won't let you go."

"Oh." Shen Changan rolled his eyes. How dare he be so arrogant in his dream?

"Do you know who is the eldest brother of our plant world?" Lumao shouted out his neck and saw Shen Changan looking over, then quickly shrunk back. "Our elder brother practiced mulberry trees for five thousand years. A leaf on your body can kill you. "

Shen Changan squeezed his fist: "Since you have said so, I will kill you first."

The green-haired child screamed in horror, the green hair suddenly soared, and the ghosts in the corner who were frightened and shivered, turned into a smoke and disappeared outside the window.

Shen Changan probed the dark window outside the window and shut the window with a clatter.

Waking up in the morning, Shen Changan picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and there was a message in WeChat.

Year: Good morning.

He thought that the other party would not care about him, but he didn't expect to reply to the news to him after a night. He photographed a morning scene outside the window and sent it to the other party.

Changan: [Photo]

Changan: Good morning, today's weather is very good.

Dao Nian stared at the photo on the phone's screen for a while and slowly spoke: "Liu."

"Sir." Liu Mao flashed to Daonian, "What's wrong?"

Dao Nian's eyes looked down, and Liu Mao immediately understood, looked at the photos on his phone, and then frowned: "A ghost handprint on the window?"

Daunian turned his phone over, and did not let Liu Mao continue to look at it: "Check." He raised his eyelids and looked at Liu Mao blankly.

"It's a subordinate who is not doing things well." Liu Mao looked pale for a moment, almost unable to stand.

Threw two pieces of "Millennium Ganoderma" given by Uncle Zhang into the stainless steel thermos cup. Shen Changan came to the office building without any hassle and found several people around the building, so he asked to stand and watch the lively Ding Yang: " Brother Yang, early in the morning, what's wrong with this? "

"When Director Du came to work in the morning and found that the tree in the yard suddenly had a lot of yellow leaves, he asked the comrades of the Forestry Bureau to come over and look at it." Ding Yang shook his head and sighed. . "

Looking at the old trees surrounded by forestry experts, Shen Changan always felt strange. Silently holding the thermos in his arms, he threw out the inexplicable feeling of guilty conscience in his heart, and he turned to prepare to go upstairs.

"Mr. Shen." Sun Jia stood at the gate of the courtyard, carrying a huge suitcase in his hand, and seemed to be about to travel.

Seeing Sun Jia, Shen Changan remembered last night's dream: "Mr. Sun, do you have a nickname named Miao Miao?"

The author has something to say: Shen Changan: Please do not talk about human rights in front of me. I am a double-label dog, thank you.