not a monster

Chapter 68 Summer Phantom
Insert the key, turn it, and the headlamp emits a white light, and the wind turns the head of the car unreasonably and turns away.

Although he can't use the spirit wrap, it doesn't mean he can't, just because he can't use it, he still knows how to operate some simple little spirit wraps.

Jiang Nao got involved with the person concerned. If he is still like an ordinary person and has no self-protection ability, it is too dangerous. He now promises to teach her to practice and find a way of practice that suits her.

To say who in the world is the most suitable for her to be her master, it really has to be him.

After all, he actually knew her body better than Jiang Nao himself.

Suddenly, a cool wind came, and with moisture, he realized that he was by the Xiangjiang River.

The Xiangjiang River stretches for a long time, and he has a section of the river road from the school to the incense candle shop.

Maybe it's going to rain. Tonight, the stars and the moon will not be seen and the sky is dark. There are not many people on the riverside. The atmosphere groups such as the stalls and aunts are gone, and the row of street lights looks deserted.

It has been raining for a month one after another. The Xiangjiang River has swelled a lot, the river water has been turbulent a lot, and the water level has risen by more than one meter. Under the weak lights at night, you can see a lot of garbage floating on the river surface.

Feng Wuli, who opened the battery and passed by, saw several young men and women by the river, laughing bursts of laughter, setting off fireworks, sizzling with smoke and light.

There are no stars and moon tonight, they are the only light by the river.

"I'm really interested." He sighed and was about to leave while riding a small battery.

"Brother, can you come and help me?"

He was suddenly stopped, and he looked left and right to make sure he was called.

"Handsome guy, I'm calling you, come and help us take a picture?"

Feng Wuli wanted to pay for this handsome guy: "Yes."

He stopped and came to the riverside. There were many poles on the ground that were burned out by fireworks. There were also poles that would glow and spin on the ground. The poles stuck on the ground were spraying sparks. Everyone had several fireworks poles in their hands. Or orange fire, or crackling fairy sticks, the tides on the riverside come up from time to time, leaving white foam on the ground when they recede.

Two men and two women, probably in their early twenties, dressed smartly and stylishly, both of young bodies.

One of the boys smiled and handed him a wet mobile phone.

"The handsome guy will take a good picture for us."

The wind unreasonably nodded and took it: "I want it."

"Hurry up, while everyone's fireworks are still alive."

"Stand over here."

"Don't burn me."

"Can you? Look at the camera."

In the picture, the four people are full of youth, and the fireworks in their hands are a bit difficult to expose. The wind unreasonably pressed for a long time, just to capture a picture, the illusory picture focuses on the four people's faces, everyone is smiling, and the fireworks are burning. The blue smoke lingers, the flash white light flashes, and the picture freezes.

Feng Wuli found out that he was actually quite talented in photography.

Show it to the four of them.

"What a beautiful shot!"

The four of them gathered around and looked at themselves in the photo, and praised Feng Wuli's skills.

One of the short girls asked: "Thank you, handsome guy, do you want to put them together, there are still many more."

This is just a courtesy.

But Feng Wuli didn't seem to realize it and said okay.

"Come on, take this, and I'll ignite it for you."

The girl excitedly brought him the fairy stick, and then the two of them got together and put the fairy stick in their hands together, and the one in Feng Wuli's hand was also set on fire.

The light that ignited in a flash instantly illuminated the unreasonable face of the wind.

The corners of his mouth were raised, his face was half light and half shadow, and the burning fire was reflected in his eyes.

"It's alright, it's alright."

"Hoohoo-"

"You're going to die!"

Several people laughed and made trouble, Feng Wuli just smiled gently, quietly watching the fireworks in his hands burning, the light of the fireworks built a bright place on the riverside, after getting used to the fireworks, looking into the distance, it felt a little darker. There is no light.

Looking at the peaceful Xiangjiang River, it flows slowly eastward, and the small waves leave white foam on the riverside, which has never changed.

The boy who just asked him to take a picture came over: "Brother still in high school, right?"

Feng answered unreasonably, "This year is the third year of high school."

"The third year of high school is really hard!" The girl said, "We are all in college, one year older than you, right next to Junsha University."

"Really? I'm also planning to go to Hunan University."

"Schoolmaster!"

"Aren't you bragging about yourself?" Another jk girl despised, and the short girl used fireworks to feed her.

"Quickly come to Hunan University to post with senior sister!"

Feng Wuli thought it was interesting that they were talking. The fireworks in his hand were burning quietly, as if they could burn for a long time.

The short girl said: "The science and engineering major of Hunan University is good. You are also a native of Junsha, handsome guy. You can find a job when you come out."

The boy with the mobile phone also said: "Anyway, I am from Shandong, and I will stay in Junsha in the future, so I can develop well."

"You can't bear your girlfriend! You don't want a long-distance relationship!"

"I can't do it. My parents are only my daughter. If I don't go back, they miss me very much."

"Hey, the couple in my family wish I didn't bother them. They go on tours when they have free time. They're old-fashioned."

"I'm going to take the teaching qualifications in my third year, so I can honestly go back to be a teacher. Don't listen to them, buddy. You should be a little crazy after a few years in college. Why do you think so much." JK girl disagreed, "You have to Make some memories, right?"

Feng Wuli quite agrees with her statement.

"But I said..."

The boy who hadn't spoken much also spoke up;
Everyone, including Feng Wuli, looked at him.

"It's better not to play so crazy, especially when there is a flood in summer, don't go near the river."

Just as he finished speaking, the fireworks in Feng Wuli's hands also came to an end.

"呲呲-"

The light of the fireworks goes out.

Si Si fell into darkness here.

He stood alone by the river, the waves coming up almost licked to his feet, and then backed back, like a snake letter who keeps testing his prey.

In the evening, the river wind carried moisture, and the noise went away in an instant, leaving only the sound of the waves on the river.

A few days ago in Junsha News, several college students stumbled and fell into the water by the Xiangjiang River.

The wind smiled lightly and shook his head.

How can there be such a catch alternate?

It even reminded people not to go near the river.

Feng Wuli started from the story that Wang Xilou frightened him to tell him not to go to the riverside when he was a child.

A drowning ghost is a person who drowns in water after death.This kind of ghost can only be freed from life if a replacement is found.

There was a tailor in Zezhou in the Song Dynasty. One day he was working when he saw a man coming from the river. He laughed while walking: "Someone will replace me tomorrow!"

The tailor asked, "Who will take your place?"

The other party replied: "A man from Zhending, with an umbrella on his shoulders and a book."

The tailor walked out the door and saw that the man had disappeared, and only then did he know that the man was a ghost.

The next day, the tailor was standing at the door early. Sure enough, he saw a man come over, hand over the umbrella and book to the tailor, and said that he was going to take a bath in the river.The tailor asked him where he came from, and the man said that he was sure to come.

The tailor couldn't bear to watch the man drown, so he said, "There is a bathroom in the city, I'll rub your back for you, and you can go wash there." Zhending asked why, and the tailor told him what he saw yesterday .Really grateful, thank you and leave.

At the second watch that night, the drowned ghost appeared, threw bricks and stones at the tailor's house, and cursed: "I managed to find a replacement, but you are actually doing me a bad thing! I swear, I will drag you into the water and drown. die!"

The next day, the tailor opened the door and saw that the yard was full of bricks and rubble.

The drowned ghost has been doing this for several days. The tailor was about to move out, and Wang Xilou happened to pass by.

Kill the drowned ghost tenderly.

But obviously, these four drowning ghosts had absolutely no intention of harming anyone.

Probably just bored, so I invited him over to chat.

"Go on."

Feng Wuli suddenly thought of an 'old friend' who broke the rules two months ago. Director Yang asked himself to teach him a lesson. He was the one at the bottom of the Xiangjiang River. He was frozen into an ice sculpture and sank under it for more than two months.

Should be... not dead?

After thinking about it, he took out the bracelet from his pocket and put it on his hand, then put the phone aside.

Looking left and right, no one was paying attention, I found a stone by the river to hold it, and jumped down with a breath.

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　This story comes from "Continued Legacy of Perseverance Volume II"

　　
　
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