At 7:30 in the evening, Zhang Fanyu appeared at the city's high-speed rail station. He stared down at the high-speed rail ticket he bought in his hand. The ticket showed that he would depart in half an hour, and the destination was Jiang'an City in the north.

In the afternoon, after collecting information from the grocery store owner, he immediately went back to the bureau to investigate Xiang Ya's ticket purchase information.

Fortunately, the ticket purchase information did not disappear out of thin air like the previous case report, and Xiang Ya bought a train ticket. Although he and the other party were more than a day away, the speed of the high-speed train was twice as fast as the train, and he might be able to catch up.

Now the information he has sorted out is - the grocery store owner remembers Xiang Ya, and the information about Xiang Ya's ticket purchase is still there, but all the information about Xiang Ya's entry into Shirwan Hotel has been erased.

Zhang Fanyu's eyes were deep, and he felt that Xiang Ya might not be hiding from debts as the boss said.

Rough fingers gently touched the word "Jiang'an", and the clear voice murmured a little muffled: "Is it because of the hotel?"

...

Xiang Ya walked among the bamboo forests, and the smell of bamboo leaves wafted around from time to time. The quiet environment that others like may be another kind of fear for her.

For some reason, she hated being in the bamboo forest. She always felt that there were furry insects hidden in the brittle bamboo stalks, and ghosts would stick to the shaking bamboo leaves and breathe out on the living people.

Or, a bamboo branch that forks out will pierce a person's heart unexpectedly.

She subconsciously stuck the girl closer, and seeing the other's sad expression, her attention gradually shifted to the girl.

"Are you Jia Jia?" She seemed to be asking and answering. Seeing that the girl still didn't hear, she sighed to Ya and looked at the gradually clear village in front of her.

What Xiang Ya didn't know was that a teardrop was dripping from the corner of the girl's eye.

The two of them and a ghost slowly approached the village, and the rain became more and more rapid. The pouring rain seemed to lift the roof of the building, and everything in front of them was blurred.

The monster dormant in the rain looked at Xiang Ya standing at the entrance of the village through the heavy rain, and licked his lips very slowly.

Xiang Ya didn't have an umbrella, and all the experiences in the dream were very real. At this moment, she was drenched like a drowned chicken, and the gray sweater was wet and stuck to her body heavily.

Feeling dizzy, Xiang Ya raised his hand to wipe away the rain, and walked into the village panting for heat.

The village looked very quiet under the rainstorm. After the girl returned to the village, she stopped screaming and walked towards the west of the village blankly holding the spirit tablet.

Xiang Ya walked alongside her, and there were no villagers along the way. Except for a few dilapidated tile-roofed houses, there were more self-built concrete buildings with a certain sense of age in the village. It is red and tightly closed, making it impossible to peek into the scene inside.

The silent and closed building looks somewhat strange in the dark world.

Xiang Ya turned her head and looked behind her to make sure if the headless woman was still there. Somehow, it was because of her dizziness that she seemed to see a dark shadow flashing past the house not far away.

Taking a closer look, the headless woman was still standing three meters away with a sense of oppression. Xiang Ya was taken aback, she pursed her lips and moved to the left, leaning forward to take a closer look.

There is nothing behind the woman except a few farm tools leaning against the wall.

"Maybe I was wrong." Xiang Ya whispered.

"Sister, wake up, you read that right, something really came out!" A manager couldn't help but said.

But Xiang Ya didn't have a God's perspective to observe the village. Her mouth was so cold that it lost all color. Even though she hadn't squeezed hard just now, an obvious white mark still appeared on her lips.

This scene clearly appeared on the monitor room screen.

Shlei paused, looked at Yan Li with smiling eyes, and said: "Yanli, my little sister seems to be sick, although the damage received in the nightmare will not bring out the reality, but all perceptions in the dream are For real, she..."

He didn't say the rest, but the manager who pricked up his ears to hear the news understood the meaning of Schley's words.

In the past, there have been examples of sleep testers who lost too much blood due to injuries in dreams, and died before being tortured and killed by ghosts. After these people left the dream, their bodies became extremely weak.

Those who are physically weak will also be forced to enter the supernatural hotel in the follow-up time, but the poor physical strength is extremely vulnerable to injury in the dream. If this vicious cycle continues, the sleep tester will soon usher in real death.

Therefore, when many managers "interview", they will belong to people with good physical fitness.

The Xiang Ya chosen by Yan Li was completely opposite to what everyone expected.

She has a thin body, poor physical strength, and doesn't seem very courageous. Apart from being good-looking and having a faster brain than others, there are really no advantages.

Originally, several managers had taken a fancy to Xiang Ya and wanted to wait for her to come out of the dream and invite her to work under them, but now it seems that they were bewitched by the scene where she escaped.

A weak sleep tester is not cost-effective.

Soon, there were whispers around, and Shi Lai came to Yan Li's side, his shoulders were only half a palm away, he bent sideways, and whispered ambiguously: "Why, I scare away those who covet your baby .”

Yan Li squinted her eyes, snorted softly with her straight and round nose, "Thank you~"

She dragged out her voice, and slowly scratched Shley's left wrist with her little finger.

Shi Lai stood up straight with a smile, and saw Xiang Ya stopped at the door of the girl's house, and behind her, there were ghosts probing from every window and every roof of the house, waiting for an opportunity with their long red tongues.

The food that the ghost was thinking about——Xiang Ya was on the verge of falling, and he didn't notice any signs of danger behind him.

The smile on the corner of Shi Lai's mouth gradually withdrew, "However, it seems that your baby is really about to lose it."

...

Xiang Ya's head showed signs of aggravation. The experience of being ill for many times made her quickly determine that she had a high fever. Her breath became hotter and hotter, but her body became colder and colder. Even before she came to the girl's house, The body was shaking from the cold.

There is not much time left for her.

Xiang Ya followed the girl into a three-storey ordinary house, pushed open the door, and there was a black and white photo in the center of the living room. The woman in the photo was about 50 years old, with an ordinary appearance but kind eyebrows and eyes. The girl looked a bit like her. resemblance.

The girl rearranged the coffin in front of the photo, and the words "Wang Wenxiu" were clearly revealed.

Xiang Ya tried hard to recall the appearance of the female ghost who chased and killed her, but her appearance was not the same as Wang Wenxiu.

The headless woman who had followed quietly behind her kept moving forward, and finally stopped in front of the spiritual tablet, turned around and stood motionless facing the gate.

Xiang Ya slowly moved aside, supported the wall to hold his breath, and quietly watched the girl kneeling on the ground. It looked like the girl was kneeling down to a headless woman.

The door of the house was wide open, and the wind and rain outside swept in. The rain meandered and flowed to the futon where the girl was kneeling. The sky outside was completely dark, a bit like Xiang Ya's appearance when he just came out of the hotel.

In the house, there are only two red long-burning lamps on the spiritual table emitting light. The red lamps are swayed by the wind, and the indoor projection by the red lamps is even more weird.

On a rainy day, the bloody mourning hall, the crying young girl and the headless woman approaching quietly, if this scene is made into a horror movie outside, it may be a godsend.

But the girl didn't seem to feel that this scene was weird at all. She bent over and kowtowed, weeping in pain, calling for her mother's soul to return when she came and went.

The fear in her heart was unknowingly dispelled, and Xiang Ya felt sorry for her. Her parents were also missing. Only she knew how muddled she had been this month.

She could see that the girl had a deep relationship with her late mother, and the girl was crying to the point where her heart was broken, and she was so sad that she was about to die.

Xiang Ya sighed, although he couldn't communicate, he still wanted to come over to accompany her.

Just as she raised her foot, she caught a glimpse of a long, human-shaped black figure silently appearing on the floor of the wide-open doorway.

In the next second, only a faceless monster with a big blood-colored mouth stretched his head in. He looked around without eyes, until he found Xiang Ya in the corner of the room, and turned his face completely sideways to "look" she.

With a "buzz", Xiang Ya's scalp tingled.

Xiang Ya didn't dare to move, and the long black shadow didn't move either.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl who was leaning on the ground sat up, turned her head to look at the faceless man, and said, "Aunt Zhu, why are you here?"

The faceless man turned his head leisurely, and the body outside the door followed.

"I saw you coming back from the outside at home, and I was worried about you, so I came over to take a look." The faceless man walked up to the girl, "Your mother is missing, and the police are not sure whether she is dead, so why did you rashly deal with her? White things, people in the village are talking about it when they see it."

"I dreamed of my mother, she said she was dead." Jia Jia was a little numb with sadness.

Xiang Ya glanced at the headless woman standing silently in front of the two of them, and couldn't help but feel that the scene was three-pointed in fear.

"Hey, Jia Jia..." The faceless man hugged the girl to comfort him, and asked again, "If your mother really entrusts you with dreams, why don't you say anything else, you want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death..."

The girl in the faceless man's arms shook her head, "She didn't say it."

Xiang Ya is now finally sure that the girl is Jia Jia, but there is no joy at all.

'Anyone who sees a face with only a blood-red mouth opening and closing will not be in a good mood, right? ' Xiangya complained frantically in her heart, and her increasingly uncomfortable body made her emotionally unstable.

She heard the faceless man say again: "Good boy, you're hungry, Aunt Zhu will take you to dinner. People are not made of iron, and your mother doesn't want to see you like that."

Jia Jia nodded weakly, and let the faceless man help her out of the room. The headless woman also moved, still keeping a distance of three meters and following.

Xiang Ya was heartbroken and rushed out.

The sky was completely dark, and the houses that had no movement at all turned on one after another. From a distance, the hazy lights seemed to bring people back to reality.

The village in the rain was very quiet. Although the lights were on, there was no sound of human activities.

No one to cook, no one to talk to, no one to walk...

At this moment, the silence was instantly magnified.

There is only a faceless person in front of him supporting Jia Jia's back.

The rain fell on Xiang Ya's head, and she suddenly stopped, her pale face had two abnormal blushes.

She struggled to stand still, even though the world was crumbling in her eyes.

"So you are the murderer."

The author says:

Xiang Ya: Being good-looking and smart is my greatest strength, but it was denied, damn it!

Has a clever little angel guessed why Xiangya knows who the murderer is~

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