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I was completely confused about the situation. My aunt had a strong hand and even dragged me to the rear door.

"Why are you so crazy? How could I steal your things when I'm sitting in front of you? Can you see me taking a step away from my seat after getting in the car?" I wanted to defend myself, but my aunt wouldn't listen at all.

"It's you! I can see clearly that it's you! Such a grown-up person doesn't learn well and actually steals things!" She pulled me to the car door: "Go to the police station. Let's go to the police station now!"

I was inexplicably regarded as a thief by my aunt, and I was forced to be pulled off the bus.

Watching the car slowly start and go away, I couldn't laugh or cry: "Mom, I'm really not a thief. You can search me. There's nothing on me."

"Auntie knows you are a good person." When she saw the No. 14 bus disappearing into the night, she gasped and said, "Just because you are a good person, Auntie wants to save your life."

"What's the meaning?"

"The wind outside just blew away the filial piety clothes of those who were doing business. What do you think the aunt saw?" She was mysterious and cryptic in her words.

I asked subconsciously: "What did you see?"

"Those guys are not human!" The wrinkles on Auntie's face gathered together and she whispered, "They have no legs at all under their filial piety clothes!"

"No, it can't be?" I didn't expect the superficially philistine aunt to be so attentive. You know, I started to pay attention to those people doing mundane things as soon as they got in the car, but I, who had studied criminal investigation, didn't notice anything strange.

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

"Don't worry about the problem? I don't ask you to repay me for saving your life. I just hope you can take me home." After getting off the car, she became totally different from the one in the car.

Anyway, we got out of the car, and it was too late for me to chase him now. I nodded helplessly: "Where is your home? It's hard to find it in this wilderness."

"It's easy to find, easy to find. Just follow Auntie, don't be 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. I was about to go there.

"Don't worry! Leave quickly!" The aunt urged with a serious look on her face.

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

"Just leave if I tell you to. If you mind your own business, you'll get yourself involved." The aunt grabbed my arm and dragged me forward. She was very strong and made me feel as good as an adult man.

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

I threw away my aunt's arm, ignored her obstruction and left the road, running towards the place where the woman was calling for help.

There were potholes under my feet, and the branches of wild mountain chrysanthemums scratched my calves, causing excruciating pain.

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

Putting his hand between the woman's nose, she had stopped breathing.

"Dead?" Maybe it was because of my job. I was used to turning over women's bodies, but the strange thing was that there were no wounds on her body. Instead, her neck was black and blue with traces of being strangled by a rope.

"Then where did all this blood come from?" I looked forward with trembling hands, and saw a man stabbed several times lying next to a dirt bag not far away.

"It was a man who died, then..."

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

Shocked, I turned around and saw that the woman who had stopped breathing just now was shaking her head and getting up.

"You're not dead?"

"I don't know how many years she has been dead, and her body must have stunk." The aunt stood between me and the woman, seemingly wanting to protect me, but in fact she held my arm tightly, more like she was afraid that I would run away.

The woman was not upset even if she missed a hit, and said with a sinister smile: "You still have the nerve to criticize me? Your own grave was dug up by your own son, and now you have no home..."

"Shut up!" The aunt grabbed my arm and it hurt: "Don't be afraid, I will take you to my house right now. When you get to our house, you won't see these lonely ghosts anymore!"

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

I tried hard to break free, but I couldn't get rid of my aunt's hand. Her hand seemed to be growing on my flesh, and she held it tightly.

"Don't go, Auntie's house is almost here, come and sit, come and sit!"

The more enthusiastic her invitation, the more terrified I became.

He grabbed the phone tightly and used almost all his strength to push her away.

He took a few steps back, his face uncertain: "Auntie, where is your home?"

The aunt, who had always had her back to me, shook her head a few times, and turned around suddenly as if her head was about to fall off: "We will be there soon. You can see it after passing this grave..."

"Grave?" Only then did I realize that the man's back was not a mound of earth, but an isolated grave without a monument.

My body ran backwards uncontrollably, and I instinctively wanted to stay away from these two strange women.

"Don't go, come to my house and sit for a while. There won't be any lonely ghosts at home!" Auntie's voice was a little out of tune, looking desolate and terrifying in the night wind. I didn't dare to look back, so I ran into the endless night with my hands and feet. .

My pants were torn, my shoes were lost, and my feet were covered in blood. I didn’t know how long I had been running, and time became unpredictable.

I could only hear my heavy breathing in my ears. I was exhausted and could no longer run.

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

"Don't run away?"

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

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

"Bang!"

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

…

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

Looking at the rising flames and listening to the heart-wrenching cries, my eyes suddenly sobered up and I took back the steps I had taken.

"What's going on?" There is a wide road in front of me. On the opposite side of the road, there is an old woman who is constantly putting paper money into an iron basin. She is burning paper money on the road!

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

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

"Isn't it possible?" What happened just now is vivid in my mind, 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? Did you see it? A few drunken workers and a few mourners?"

"The anchor started to act like a ghost again."

"The acting is really like it, and the words are just like the truth."

"Applause and spread flowers, Oscar owes you a best actor!"

Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "How are you doing, little friend? I just saw you dazed on the roadside for about half a stick of incense."

As soon as Liu Banxian's barrage appeared, I breathed a sigh of relief: "Since Banxian said so, it seems that I was really possessed just now."

Looking down, he saw that his shoes and pants were intact, and there were no wounds on his body: "Is this really a dream? But it's too realistic."

When I reached into the inner pocket of my coat, I realized something was wrong. This close-fitting pocket was specially used to store talismans. When I touched it, only four of the six talismans were left, and two of the talismans were reduced to ashes.

I opened my mouth, not knowing what to say for a long time: "How can a talisman spontaneously ignite?"

Liu Banxian happened to be in the live broadcast room, so I told him exactly what happened just now.

Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "Listening to what you said, it feels like a dream rather than a dream. It's more like seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune. Is there an expert helping you secretly?"

"Don't be ridiculous. I only know an expert, and he is blind. He is chased everywhere 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 explained to Liu Banxian: " Half Immortal, do you think the dream just now was related to these two talismans?"

After listening to my words, Liu Banxian took a long time before sending out a barrage: "Weird! Weird! According to what you said, I am 80% sure that the burned mother and child talisman is the secret method of Xiaozhuang Temple that is not passed down! The soul talisman can make people fall into dreams, and the mother talisman can cause people to experience disasters in their dreams!"

"Haunted by dreams?"