Weird Mystery

Zhang Ling thought for a while and said: "I saw that he deliberately wanted to tell me something. As long as this is the case, he will definitely appear again! But the thing I am most worried about is that this madman happened to take my Let me tell you what’s on my mind! But this is too coincidental! The possibility is very low! So it’s very possible that this lunatic knows something! I must go to him!” Manxiang smiled slightly and said: “Okay! I’ll accompany you You go!" "Okay! Thank you!" Zhang Ling agreed.

Zhangling and Manxiang went to the place where they met the lunatic to look for the lunatic, but they still couldn't find him after searching. The two had already wasted Saturday and Sunday without gaining anything.

But there is a pair of mouse eyes watching them in the darkness, and behind the mantis catching cicadas and orioles, there is also a pair of bright eyes behind the mouse eyes watching all this. The owner of the bright eyes can't help but sigh secretly. There seems to be deep helplessness.

On the way back, Manxiang asked Zhangling: "Zhangling, will you come again on the weekend next week?" Suffering, he said: "Let's see the situation! Come when you have time! Alas! Could it be that the lunatic repeatedly said that it was a coincidence in my heart?" Man Xiang didn't understand why.

There was nothing to do all night, and Zhangling was tired enough for the past two days, so she lay down and fell asleep until the next Monday.

As soon as Zhang Ling woke up, his mind cleared up, and Zhuang Fei said to himself: "Zhang Ling, I had a strange dream just now! It's so vivid in my memory, it seems to be real!" Zhang Ling then asked: "Oh! What dream?"

Zhuang Fei said truthfully: "I dreamed about the old man! The old man wants me to tell you that you have been too busy with him and Hong Yun. He is very grateful to you! Please don't work any longer! Soon after , Hong Yun's revenge should be avenged, and you will know everything by then!"

"What?" Zhang Ling couldn't believe it.Zhuang Fei said: "Yes! He also said that you went to find the lunatic who you mentioned in the previous words just to solve all the mysteries, but when the time comes, you can know everything without hard work! You don't need to go to Qingzhu Village anymore! "

"What?" Zhang Ling couldn't believe it again, he thought to himself: "Could it be that the old man really entrusted Zhuang Fei with a dream? Last time, Po Meng's hair can prove that the old man really entrusted a dream! Can she take revenge? After all How can the old man help her avenge? I don't need to work hard? This..." For a while, Zhang Ling didn't know where to go.

But Zhang Ling is not a person who gives in easily. He was reading a newspaper and saw a ghost story call for papers. When he was inspired, he said to Zhuang Fei: "Zhuang Fei, do you want to find out the truth of the matter?" Zhuang Fei opened his eyes. He focused his eyes and said: "I want to! Why don't I want to? I really want to avenge the old man!" After hearing this, Zhang Ling was overjoyed and said, "That's it! Your writing is so good, can you write a story based on the old man and her? Good-looking ghost stories, if you write the old people's stories and publish them in the newspaper, maybe it can bring back memories for those who know it, for example, if you attract senior Yu Yingxin, then the truth will come to light ?"

Zhuang Fei was a little hesitant, and said: "Is it really possible?" He took the newspaper and looked at it carefully, seeing that the deadline for soliciting papers was approaching, and the time was tight, he shook his head, because writing is not something that can be done overnight, it takes a lot of time and energy , although there are good materials in front of you, it is still very difficult.

Zhang Ling patted his chest and said: "Zhuang Fei, my trick to lure the snake out of the hole is wonderful! Why can't it work?" Then he stared at him closely and asked: "Zhuang Fei, just answer, you can do it if you can't do it." Already!" Zhuang Fei sighed and said, "Okay! I will try my best! After all, there is not much time, only five days! I will try my best!"

Zhang Ling smiled happily, and said: "Zhuang Fei, can you write in my name? If it is published, I will give you all the manuscript fee and so on. In my name, I just want to Yu Yingxin..." Zhuang Fei laughed, interrupted Zhang Ling, and said: "Zhang Ling, you don't need to explain so much, I still don't know what you are like? You are not the kind of person who wants to be famous! Well, everything is fine. According to your!"

The two decided to write about the flower garden for submission, and Zhang Ling told Zhuang Fei what he knew about the old man and Xiaohong, so that Zhuang Fei could organize inspiration based on this, connect them into a story, and arrange how to write it.

Time flies, and it’s the weekend again in a blink of an eye. Zhuang Fei rushes to write day and night, and Zhang Ling helps him check the manuscript, picks out the mistakes, or improves it, or provides enough help, so he completes the manuscript and submits it. Catch the last train.Zhang Ling understands that although he has submitted an article, it is still unknown whether it will be published in the newspaper and attract Yu Yingxin, and he cannot just place his hopes on it.

At this time, Zhang Ling thought of the lunatic again. After all, this lunatic kept knowing what was on his mind again and again. Maybe he was a good breakthrough.Now it can only be a two-pronged approach, hoping to meet the lunatic and get what he wants to know from the lunatic.

So Zhang Ling set off again to look for the lunatic, but Zhang Ling returned without success again.Zhang Ling felt extremely disappointed, he could only put his hope on the next weekend.

On Tuesday, the newspaper published the draft of Zhuang Fei, and decided to start serializing it next week.Zhuang Fei happily showed the newspaper to Zhang Ling. After reading it, Zhang Ling was naturally overjoyed and hoped to be ignited again.

Time flies like a white horse, and before you know it, it's Saturday again.Zhang Ling went to find the lunatic again, but returned in vain.When he returned to the dormitory, he saw a note on his bed. He opened the note and saw that it was written on the note to persuade himself not to look for it anymore.

Zhang Ling looked around, saw the open window, and said, "Did it come in through the window?" He thought, "Who threw the note to me? Why did he persuade me not to deal with it, and told me not to do it?" Let’s go to Qingzhu Village again! It seems that I have been being watched all the time? Then who is this person who is secretly watching me? Could it be..."

A person flashed into Zhang Ling's mind, but he shook his head again and said, "If you're not sure now, don't make wild guesses! Why don't I go to Qingzhu Village tomorrow and go next week. During this time, my weekend It’s all wasted on going to Qingzhu Village, and it’s time to have a good day! Anyway, as long as Zhuang Fei’s manuscript is published in the newspaper, it may really lead to Xiaohong’s enemy or Yu Yingxin’s senior, as long as Yu Yingxin is still alive and If you see a newspaper!"

After Zhang Ling made up his mind, he felt very relaxed.What he is doing now is to sit on the sidelines.

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