Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 52: Spirit of the soul

Chapter 52: The Soul of the Dream

I couldn't figure out the situation at all. The aunt had a strong hand and dragged me to the rear door.

"Why are you crazy? How could I steal your things if I sat in front of you? Can you see that I took a step off the seat after getting in the car?" I wanted to argue, but the aunt didn't listen at all.

"It's you! I can see clearly that it's you! Such a big person doesn't learn well, but actually steals!" She pulled me to the door of the car: "Go to the police station, let's go to the police station now!"

For no reason, I was treated as a thief by my aunt, and she forced me to pull me off the bus.

Looking at the car slowly starting to go away, I couldn't laugh or cry: "Auntie, I'm really not a thief, you can search, I don't have anything on me."

"Auntie knows you are a good person." Seeing the No. 14 bus disappearing into the night, she panted and said, "It is because you are a good person that Auntie wants to save your life."

"What do you mean?"

"The wind outside just now blew away the filial piety clothes of those who were doing business. Guess what the aunt saw?" She was mysterious and secretive.

I subconsciously asked: "What did you see?"

"Those guys are not human!" The wrinkles on the aunt's face gathered together, and she whispered: "They don't have any legs under their filial piety clothes!"

"No, won't it?" I didn't expect the philistine aunt to be so careful. You must know that I started to pay attention to those people who did nothing when they got in the car, but I didn't notice the difference after studying criminal investigation. .

"Is it because of the angle?" The aunt is very close to those people, and I can only watch it from my mobile phone.

"Never mind what's the problem? Auntie saved your life and didn't ask for anything in return. I just hope you can send me home." After getting off the car, she became supernatural and completely different in the car .

I got out of the car anyway, and it’s too late for me to catch up now, so I nodded helplessly: "Where is your home? It's not easy to find in this wilderness."

"It's easy to find, it's easy to find, just follow the aunt, don't go too far away from me, and look down at the road." Walking north along the road, I heard a woman calling for help not far away. past.

"Leave it alone! Hurry up!" The aunt urged with a serious face.

I hesitated: "No, it sounds like the couple who got off the car just now."

"If I tell you to go, just go, meddle in your own business, and get yourself into it." The aunt grabbed my arm and dragged me forward. She was very strong, and she made me feel as good as a grown man.

"No, I still have to take a look!" The woman's cry for help grew louder and more miserable, as if someone was chasing her with a knife.

I shook off my aunt's arm, left the road regardless of her obstruction, and ran to the place where the woman was calling for help.

My feet were bumpy, and the branches of the wild chrysanthemum cut my calf, which was painful.

"Hey! Are you okay!" Passing through the mountain chrysanthemum garden, I could vaguely see a woman lying in a pool of blood in the darkness, and I ran over without thinking.

Put your hand between the woman's nose, she has stopped breathing.

"Dead?" It may be because of my profession. I habitually turn over women's corpses, but the strange thing is that she doesn't have any wounds on her body. Instead, her neck is black and there are signs of being strangled by ropes.

"Where did the blood come from?" I looked forward with trembling hands, and there was a man lying next to a dirt bag not far away with several knives in his body.

"The one who died was a man, then..."

"Be careful!" The aunt pushed me away hard, and there was a bright fruit knife stuck in the place where I was squatting just now.

Still in shock, I turned around and saw that the woman who had obviously stopped breathing just now got up shaking her head.

"Are you not dead?"

"She didn't know how many years she had been dead, the body probably stinks." The aunt stood between me and that woman, she seemed to want to protect me, but she actually grabbed my arm tightly, more like she was afraid that I would run away .

The woman didn't feel annoyed when she missed a hit, and said with a sinister smile: "You still have the face to criticize me? My own son has thrown away my own grave, and now I'm homeless..."

"Shut up!" The aunt grabbed my arm and said, "Don't be afraid, I will take you to my house right away, and you won't see these ghosts when you get to our house!"

The conversation between the two sent chills down my spine. How dare I follow her at this moment: "Auntie, I guess I can't take you home. You two chat slowly, I have to leave beforehand."

I tried hard to break free, but I couldn't shake off Auntie's palm. Her hand seemed to grow on my flesh, and she held it tightly.

"Don't go, aunt's house is coming soon, come and sit, come and sit!"

The more inviting she is, the more intimidating I feel.

Gripping the phone tightly, it took almost all of his strength to push her away.

Take a few steps back, with an uncertain face: "Auntie, where is your home?"

My aunt, who had her back to me, shook her head a few times, as if her head was about to fall off, she turned around suddenly: "I'll be there soon, you can see..." after passing this grave..."

"The head of the grave?" It was only then that I realized that what the man was leaning on just now was not a mound of dirt, but a solitary grave without a monument.

I ran back uncontrollably, I instinctively wanted to stay away from these two weird women.

"Don't go, come to my house and sit down, there will be no lonely ghosts and wild ghosts at home!" The aunt's voice was a little out of tune, and it looked bleak and terrifying in the night wind. I didn't dare to turn my head, and ran into the endless in the darkness of night.

My pants were torn, my shoes were lost, and my feet were covered in blood. I don't know how long I've been running, and time has become unpredictable.

I can only hear my heavy panting in my ears, exhausted, and I can't run anymore.

"Plop!" His legs fell to his knees and fell to the ground.

"Stop running?"

I looked up, and the scene in front of me made my face pale. There was a person squatting on the grave a few meters away. No, now I can be sure that the squatting on the grave is a ghost.

The middle-aged aunt who pulled me out of the car came up holding a stone: "One life for another, killing a life to overcome ten evils!"

Boom!

The moment the stone fell, the world was spinning, my chest seemed to be on fire, and my heart was beating!

…

The closed eyes slowly opened, and there were no graveyards, mountain chrysanthemums, or evil spirits in front of them, only a burning flame in the eyes.

Looking at the rising flames, listening to the heart-wrenching cry, my eyes suddenly cleared up, and I took back the steps I had raised.

"What's the situation?" There is a wide road in front of me, and there is a grandmother on the other side of the road who is constantly putting paper money into the iron basin, and she is burning paper money on the road!

"This scene? Could it be that what I experienced just now was just a dream?!" The cigarette in my hand hadn't been burned out yet, I looked around, and I was still standing stupidly at the No. 14 license plate at the entrance of the Miyun Mansion.

Looking down at the watch, it's not even 12 o'clock in the morning!

"Impossible?" What happened just now is vivid in my mind, and I remember it very clearly.

"Live broadcast, yes, ask the water friends in the live broadcast room." I picked up the phone: "Dear water friends, I have a very serious question to ask you, did I get on a bus just now? Didn’t you see a few drunk workers, and a few mourners?”

"The anchor is playing tricks again."

"The acting is true, and the words are true."

"Applause, Oscar owes you an actor!"

Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "How is my friend recently? Just now I saw you dazed by the side of the road, it took about half a stick of incense."

As soon as Liu Banxian's barrage appeared, I breathed a sigh of relief: "Since Banxian said the same thing, it seems that I was indeed bewitched just now."

Looking down, the shoes and pants are intact, and there are no wounds on the body: "Is it really a dream? But it's too realistic."

I found something wrong when I reached into the inner pocket of my jacket. This close-fitting pocket was specially used to store rune paper. When I touched it, only four of the six runes were left, and two of them were reduced to ashes.

I opened my mouth and didn't know what to say for a long time: "How can the talisman spontaneously ignite?"

It happened that Liu Banxian was in the live broadcast room, so I told him exactly what happened just now.

Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "From what you said, it feels like a dream but not a dream, more like seeking good fortune and avoiding evil. Could it be that some expert is secretly helping you?"

"Don't be kidding, the only expert I know is a blind man who is chased by the urban management every day." I poured out the ashes of the talisman paper from my pocket, roughly recalled their appearance and divine patterns, and then asked Liu Banxian Explanation: "Banxian, do you think the dream just now was related to these two talismans?"

After listening to my words, Liu Banxian sent out a barrage after a long time: "Weird! Weird! According to what you said, I am 80% sure that the burnt mother-child talisman was not handed down by Xiaozhuang. Secret method! The child talisman can lead people to dream, and the mother talisman can make people experience disasters in their dreams!"

"Haunted by dreams?"