Chapter 6 Account Book

Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water

Chapter 6 Account Book

Why is this here??

Zhang Yi looked at the glass door in front of him.

He didn't expect that he would go around in circles and finally return to this place.

"Do you know this place?" Dai Moli looked at the lighted door in front of her, looking a little nervous.

She felt that this door seemed to have some special power, making her dare not approach it easily.

"Well, I've been here!"

A series of strange events that happened around me all started in this massage parlor.

"Let's go, let me take you in."

"etc!"

Dai Moli put her hand on Zhang Yi's shoulder.

"Don't even think about running away, or I'll drown you in the toilet!"

Dai Moli's tenderness is limited to Zhao Ju, and towards others, she is more like a shrew.

Zhang Yi has deeply felt how strong the gap is.

He put his hand on the doorknob, took a deep breath, pushed forward hard, and strode in.

"Ding bell, jingle bell."

The sound of the bell hanging on the door was particularly harsh at the moment, and my vision suddenly went dark, and then I heard Dai Moli's scream next to my ears.

"You lied to me!!"

"Ah! Let me go back, let me go back!"

Dai Moli's screams and curses echoed in Zhang Yi's ears, but his consciousness had begun to blur.

Drowsily, Zhang Yi saw a book.

The black book cover has many twisted textures engraved horizontally and vertically.

There is a piece of white paper in the book with two words written on it: "Account book!"

It's just that this white paper looks more like someone has pasted it on it, making it look out of place.

Before he could see clearly, his consciousness was completely swallowed up by darkness.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

It sounded like the sound of a horse's hooves, hitting the cheek, and the numbing feeling was indescribably comfortable.

Before Zhang Yi opened his eyes, he heard Uncle Zeng's voice in his ears.

"It was so early in the morning. I thought a thief had broken in. It turned out that you were lying on the chair sleeping. How did you get in?"

Zhang Yi opened his eyes, looked at Uncle Zeng's face, then sat up from the chair and looked around.

"Where's Dai Moli? She's the girl I brought back."

"Girl? I didn't see it."

"Didn't see it?"

Zhang Yi wanted to sit up from the chair, but his head hurt and he couldn't exert any strength.

"You have caught a cold and have a low fever. There are antipyretics in the drawer. Your father's room is upstairs. Drink some water and get some sleep."

Uncle Zeng patted Zhang Yi's shoulders with both hands, took off the key from his waist and put it on the table: "Remember to lock the door."

"Where are you going?"

"get off work."

Seeing Uncle Zeng about to leave, Zhang Yi quickly called him: "Uncle Zeng!"

"That old man yesterday..."

"he……"

Zhang Yi hesitated to speak. What happened in the past two days was so bizarre that when it came time to speak, he didn't know how to describe it.

"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

Before Mr. Zeng could speak, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

"Hey, three are short of one. Why don't you go? Are you going? The eldest sister of the Wang family is coming too? Save a place for me. She'll be there soon."

"What did you just say?"

"Uh...it's okay."

"Remember to lock the door!"

"jingle……"

Looking at the closed door, Zhang Yi lay on the massage chair, staring at the mirror in front of him. He sat blankly for a while, wondering if he was dreaming.

I wanted to take out the cigarette from my pocket, but I reached into my pocket and found that the cigarette case was actually filled with water.

Looking at the cigarette case in his hand, Zhang Yi threw it into the trash can.

Stand up and walk outside.

But when I walked to the door, I looked through the glass door at the pedestrians passing by, and I still took back my hand on the glass door.

"Let's take a rest here first."

Pick up the key on the table and lock the door.

"sand……"

Opening the partition curtain in the inner room, you can see the shrine placed on the altar table.

Next to it was the stairs leading to the attic. Ignoring the shrine in front of him, Zhang Yi walked straight up the stairs.

The attic is not big, with three rooms, two bedrooms and one bathroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door and looking at the books on the bookshelf, Zhang Yi curled his lips: "Hey, the configuration is quite high."

The bed in the bedroom is large and covered with floral-colored sheets. It can be seen that the room has been carefully taken care of.

Lying on the bed, there is still a sun-baked smell.

But he tossed and turned and still couldn't fall asleep. He took out his mobile phone, but fortunately it could still be turned on normally.

He turned on the news,

Zhang Yi clicked on the news, and there was a photo of a girl named Dai Moli.

In addition to the bus report, Zhang Yi also found some related news, and Zhang Yi flipped through it one by one.

What is saddening is that on the same day, an accident also occurred not far from the incident.

Zhang Yi clicked on the news, which included a short video.

In the video, a middle-aged man is holding on to a tree vine on the river bank with one hand, and holding on to a seven or eight-year-old child with the other hand.

At this time, a piece of wood rushed down from the river and hit the man on the head hard.

The video is only thirty seconds long with no follow-up.

By the time people pulled the firefighter and the child ashore, the firefighter had no vital signs, but his hand was like steel and he refused to let go of the child's arm.

After reading the news, Zhang Yi put down his phone.

"Is everything true last night? Where is Dai Moli?? I remember dragging her in with me."

"Also, when I came in, I saw a book. What was that book?"

Zhang Yi thought of the account book he saw when he walked in. Where was that book?

Suddenly, Zhang Yi felt his palm sink, and something pressed on his hand. When he raised his hand and looked, he was stunned.

The heavy weight of the black cover book in his hand told Zhang Yi that this was not an illusion.

"When did this book appear here?"

He was sure that there was nothing on the bed when he came in.

And how did this account book appear out of thin air now?

Zhang Yi glanced at the door, then at the window, held the account book in his arms, and turned to the first page, which turned out to be his own information.

Zhang Yi: person

Condition: Good

Abilities: Unlocked
To be continued...