After the new phone was turned on, Li Yu logged on to WeChat, imported the address book to the phone, and then edited text messages one by one to tell the other party to change his number.

Shortly after the text message was sent, the phone began to vibrate frantically, and was finally interrupted by a burst of phone ringing.

Caller name shows mom.

Li Yu was a little nervous, his palms were sweating, and when he answered the phone, his voice trembled, "Mom."

The woman on the other end of the receiver visibly stagnated her breath, and then said excitedly, "Son."

After a brief chat, Ding's mother started a frenzied bombardment, scolding her son for having no conscience, and running away if she told her.

Finally, Ding's mother asked, "Ding Lian, do you want to leave our house?"

Li Yu hurriedly said, "I want it, I want it, don't be angry."

Listening to her son's soft answer, Ding's mother also softened her temper, "Your father is not so angry anymore, and mother has also read a lot of homosexuality-related materials on the Internet during this time, sorry, I said that to your father before. You... son, come back, mom misses you."

Li Yu almost didn't hold back, "I'll be back at the weekend."

Satisfied at the other end, he said a few more words and hung up the phone.

The heat of the mobile phone battery hasn't dropped back yet, and another phone call came, this time with the second brother of the original owner who hasn't been in contact with him yet.

After being scolded for a while, my ears were finally clear.

Li Yu leaned back on the leather chair, the voices of the original owner's mother and brother circling in his mind. Every word was reproach and anger, but he revealed endless concern.

This is completely different from Miyue who always embraced him with tenderness in the vampire world. This is another way of family affection.

Li Yu felt very warm and fresh, looking forward to the weekend.

Unconsciously, the car was parked downstairs in the dilapidated unit.

The two white-bearded old men came out of the building with crutches and scolded, "The one on the fourth floor is really annoying. They do unlucky things all day long. Just passing by her door makes me feel bad."

"Who said it wasn't, there was one time when her house was not closed, and I happened to pass by. Ouch, the paper figurines in that room made me have a bad dream that night."

"That's a piece of shit. I once heard the blind old woman talk to herself."

"real?"

"No, who knows if she's talking to herself or something else..."

The conversation between the two became smaller and smaller, and Li Yu turned around and entered the corridor.

The corridor is the same as the last time came here, it is dark and cramped, there are rats passing by unscrupulously, and there is a stale atmosphere everywhere.

Li Yu stopped outside door 415, and just raised his hand, the door opened by himself.

The old lady's gray blindfolded eye appeared in the crack of the door, "I know you're coming, come in, it's ready."

Li Yu was taken aback by this sudden scene, he nodded in greeting, covered the cold and bone-piercing iron door with his hands, and walked in sideways.

The iron door closed gently behind it, blocking out all sounds from outside.

He looked at the living room, and it was similar to the scene when he came last time. There were paper and wreaths everywhere, some of which had elegiac couplets already hung on them.

Moving his gaze to another person in the room, Li Yu saw that the old lady was holding a brush and writing on a white blank elegiac couplet.

The calligraphy in that hand is really smooth and flowing, which is quite pleasing to the eye.

Li Yu, like a curious child, squatted by the coffee table and watched quietly. When the old lady picked up the pen, he took the initiative to take the brush and put it on the pen holder.

"I'm old, and I'm too tired to write a few words." The old lady hunched her waist and lowered her back, "I'll get you something after a break."

"I'm not in a hurry." There is no place to burn in the daytime, so find an intersection after dark.

The old lady glanced at him, and smiled lightly, "Little young man, you have a profound blessing, don't be afraid when something happens, you can always survive."

Li Yu remembered the shoulder that was patted last time, and he asked in a low voice, "Old lady, do you know something."

The old lady shook her head, "I don't know anything, I just like to talk nonsense."

As get older, mouth has become a thousand-year-old clam shell, which cannot be opened, especially for such an old man with a transparent heart.

Knowing that he was not an opponent, Li Yu simply stopped exploring, but asked directly, "You said, after the paper figurine is burned, can he really receive it?"

"Do you want him to receive it?" the old lady asked back.

"Of course I hope." Li Yu said, "I hope he can let me go after he receives it, and go on the road of rebirth happily."

"What if he doesn't?"

"Then I..." Li Yu was stunned, and took a long time to say, "Then I can't help it."

The old lady smiled and shook her head, and pressed the back of the young man's hand quite meaningfully, "The road is still long, let's take a step by step."

Li Yu hummed, sat on the sofa, and continued to wait quietly.

After about ten minutes, the old lady got up and entered the inner room.

All of a sudden, Li Yu remembered the last paper figurine nightmare. The bamboo strips were like steel cables of death, wanting his life.

And these are the handwriting of Sister Ngawang.

I don't know since when, the red moon has become a quagmire, too big and too deep, only God knows how much danger is hidden below.

With a flash of light in his mind, Li Yu suddenly asked the system, "Will Ah Xiang die in the red moon?"

1551, "You mean the old bar."

"That's right, that's the bar." Li Yu's thoughts suddenly became clear, and he asked, "Do you remember, you told me that Red Moon ever caught fire?"

1551 said remember, "The fire department has files."

Li Yu asked, "As the current owner of Red Moon, Tang Song didn't know anything about it. Instead, it was the competitor who took the fire as a black spot and poured dirty water on the Red Moon."

At that time, he also said that the competitor was stupid, and he dared to tell such a rumor that could be debunked at once.

Now that think about it, that person might really know something.

But why didn't Tang Song know about such an important matter?

Li Yu asked, "Can you show me the file from the fire station?"

The system said yes.

The firefighting files were quickly posted on the screen. The fire was five years ago. Judging from the photos, it really burned beyond recognition.

The text description below said that the gas explosion in the kitchen was caused by a small cigarette butt, but it is unknown who the cigarette butt came from.

It stands to reason that many people should know about such a big thing, at least the people in this street should know about it, but no, no one has heard of it, whether it is the original owner or Tang Song himself.

It should be that the owner of the house was afraid of not being able to rent it out, so he gave the hush money. After all, many people died in an explosion, and this is taboo in business.

Li Yu stared at the elegiac couplet on the table in a daze, and something gradually took shape in his heart.

In the fire five years ago, Ah Xiang may have also been a victim, but the cause of death was not a simple explosion, there was something else, otherwise Ah Wang would not have looked at Lu Jiadong with that kind of eyes.

In this case, the line of Ngawang, Axiang, and Lu Jiadong can be strung together.

As for Sheng Yiming, he himself said that he was thinking about the bar before the foot bath room, that is, the bar where the fire broke out.

Although there is no direct evidence, these various fragments are enough to show that there is also a hidden connection between him and Ngawang.

Just then, the old lady came out with a paper figure.

Li Yu was dumbfounded, this damn, it's too scary to draw!

The paper figurine's face was white, without facial features, only a black hair, and a simple facial outline.

Li Yu watched intently, his hair standing on end, with a real sense of being stared at.

The old lady walked to the young man step by step, stood the paper figure on the ground, "Take it away."

Li Yu staggered his gaze and asked in a low voice, "Old lady, are you missing any steps? Paper figures have no facial features."

The old lady didn't lift her eyelids, "No shortage, that's all."

She turned around halfway, suddenly changed her mind, and explained, "If you burn it, the paper figurine will become what the other party wants."

Li Yu didn't feel shocked, just felt evil.

He twitched the corners of his mouth with difficulty and said thank you.

Seeing that he was about to go out, the old lady stopped him, "Paper burners have to pay attention to the time and place, not every intersection."

Li Yu took back the foot he stepped out, "Can I stay here for a while and make a phone call first?"

"As you like." After the old lady finished speaking, she turned around, picked up the elegiac couplet on the coffee table, smeared it with glue, and stuck it to the wreath.

Li Yu went to the small balcony very close to the living room, closed the door gently, and called Tang Song to ask for the number of the spectator.

When the spectator received the call, he was sitting on a reclining chair, holding a purple sand teapot and looking into the distance.

The ringing of the phone gradually became louder with the footsteps of Daotong trotting.

He put down the teapot and stretched out his hand, as if he had already anticipated who the caller was, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Old gentleman, it's me, Ding Lian." Li Yu respectfully said, "I found the old lady according to the business card you gave, and now the paper figurine is ready."

"What do you want to ask?" The old master gave the little apprentice a wink.

Daotong understood, immediately picked up the teapot, carefully placed it on the master's mouth, and tilted it upwards.

The fresh and elegant tea entrance, the spectator squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and after listening to the question on the other side, he replied, "At twelve o'clock in the evening, there can be no more or less, and it is best at the intersection of xx road and xx road. , that location is intertwined with east, west, north and south, and it can't be better."

Li Yu carefully pondered the location of the two roads, and it turned out to be in the suburbs.

In the middle of the night, it is in the wilderness again. If there is an accident, it is really called Tiantian not, and the ground is not working.

I don't know if can find someone to accompany me.

Lao Guanzhu seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said calmly over there, "It's best if you go alone, there are many people talking, in case you say the wrong thing, do the wrong thing, and mess with that thing. Don't blame me for not reminding you at first."

Li Yu immediately dismissed the idea of ​​finding someone to join him, and hurriedly said, "I see."

The watcher dragged his voice and said "um", "Is there anything else?"

Li Yu said hurriedly, "Also."

Viewer, "Ask."

"Do you know the two cases that happened in the community where Mr. Sheng lives now?" Li Yu shook all the doubts out of his mind, "I heard that the optimistic spectator of blessing followed the compass all the way to Mr. Sheng. Downstairs in this building."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, until Li Yu thought the phone was disconnected, so he deliberately glanced at the screen twice.

He waited with peace of mind, turned to look at the living room, where the old lady was moving the faceless paper figure to the wall.

"I know." The spectator finally spoke, but his tone was not as straightforward as before, with some hesitation, "There are powerful things in that building, not to mention the deceitful old things, even I have to stay away."

Li Yu held the phone without saying a word, waiting for the following.

"Young man, don't be too curious, it's not good for yourself. But as long as you don't mess around and don't get into trouble, that thing won't hurt you."

After the spectator pondered for a moment, he couldn't help but say one more sentence, "It's really provoked, I respectfully apologize, maybe things will pass."

Li Yu painted a powerful, scary, and good-natured image in his mind, "Will Mr. Sheng be in danger?"

With a puff, the old master sprayed all the tea he had just entered on the young apprentice's face.

He squeezed his sleeves embarrassingly and wiped his apprentice's face, then said to the phone, "Mr. Sheng is safe from evil, you don't need to worry about him, you should worry about yourself."

Knowing that Sheng Yiming was all right, Li Yu was relieved, and finally hung up the phone after saying a few words of thanks.

But what followed closely was a bigger doubt, "1551, why do you say the target is invulnerable to all evils? He is obviously just an ordinary person."

He bit his tongue when he was done.

It's really uncertain whether it's an ordinary person, after all, after several worlds, the mission objectives are not universally passed, and they are all invisible bosses with colorful and diverse identities.

According to what the spectator said, Sheng Yiming should stand in opposition to the powerful things in that building if he is immune to all evils.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, let alone the opposite of each other.

Thinking of the phone call just now, when Sheng Yiming was mentioned, Li Yu had a guess.

"Assuming that Sheng Yiming himself is the powerful thing that frightens the spectator of happiness, it can explain why the dirty things that attacked me retreated by themselves as soon as I met him, because he himself is more powerful than ordinary ghosts. "

1551, "Is your paragraph an analysis or an answer. If it is an answer, I will submit it now."

Li Yu is still thinking about the past, trying to find more clues.

I still remember last night that when I said I was going to leave, the man was completely unmoved, not because it didn't matter, but because he had expected it and knew that he would go back, so he was not surprised at the moment when the door opened.

Li Yu's heart tightened, and there was a not-so-good guess, "1551, you said he wouldn't be looking for something to scare me on purpose."

The system doesn't quite understand, "It's no good to scare you."

"Why not, I can give it to my arms." Li Yu began to list with him, "Look, after I went out, did I turn around to look for him in fright, and didn't want to leave? Moon, he rescued me twice, did I regard him as a savior twice, and told him that I was a ghost?"

1551, "..."

Li Yu, "I am trying to get close to him, and he is also trying to provide me with opportunities to get close."

1551,"Impossible to refute."

Li Yu pondered for a while, and said something that even he could not believe, "The mission goal is to be a vinegar ghost."

A breakthrough has been found, and many of the previous things have reasonable answers.

For example, the vinegar ghost and Sheng Yiming have similar tastes.

For example, why does the vinegar ghost say that he seems to know him, because the mission target has given him a mental imprint; for example, why does the vinegar ghost always do some messy, terrifying, but ambiguous things to him, because the mission target’s Spiritual imprint; another example, why the vinegar ghost bites his shoulder and leaves his breath, so other things dare not touch him...

One person will not be nice to another person for no reason. This law also applies to ghosts. In the final analysis, this is still because of the spiritual imprint.

Sheng Yiming's unintentional indulgence and trust in him are not only imprinted, but also because he is hovering around him in another way of existence, and he knows his life and fears well.

The clue is clear, Li Yu does not plan to continue the verification, and directly let the system submit it.

Only a ding sound was heard, and the secret little chrysanthemum of the mission target was half lit.

Li Yu was not disappointed. He knew that his answer was not accurate, so he tentatively asked, "Is he a ghost?"

1551 said, "I'll check."

Results come down quickly, no.

"No?!" Li Yu was surprised. He didn't forget that the only time the vinegar ghost appeared was in the corridor on the first floor of Tang Song's house. His hands stretched out from the dark mist, and his face was hidden in the thick darkness.

Isn't that what a ghost is?

"It's not really." 1551 did not forget to encourage, "Keep working hard."

Li Yu raised his hand unconsciously and began to bite his fingernails. He really didn't expect that there was something else in the spiritual world besides ghosts.

1551 interrupted his thoughts, "Since it has been confirmed that the vinegar ghost is the target, is the paper figurine still burning?"

Li Yu put down his finger, "burn, must burn, mad at him."

After being frightened for so long, had to find a way back.