What I saw was a multi-functional electronic clock on the wall.

Seeing the time, date and indoor temperature shown above, I subconsciously turned my head and looked out the window, and a strange feeling surged in my heart.

Zhu Feipeng and Lin Tong arrived at the back street at around 12 noon. They picked up the blind man and came here. It was only after two o'clock.

But now the sky outside suddenly became dark.

And... there is no snow outside.

It’s not that the snow has stopped, but that there is no sign of snow at all.

"Don't scare me, the little landlady..."

I raised my hand and interrupted Dou Dabao, looked at the watch on my wrist, and the pointer was pointing to two to three decades.

"What day is today?" I asked in a low voice.

The blind man looked at me and his eyes rolled, "The eighth day of the lunar month is the seventeenth day of the calendar."

"What time is it?"

Dou Dabao looked at his phone and said, "Two at half past two."

I glanced at the electronic clock again, stepped back to the sofa and sat down, blocking my index finger against my lips, "Shh..."

What else Dou Dabao wanted to say? The blind man waved his hand and signaled him not to speak, and pulled him to sit down aside.

Seeing this, Zhu Feipeng and Lin Tong did not dare to speak out even though they were suspicious.

I put both hands on my knees, held my chin with my palms, and looked straight at the electronic clock on the wall.

In my opinion, it suddenly became dark, but judging from the reactions of others, it was obviously just my personal feeling.

Neither the blind man nor Dou Dabao said it was wrong.

I remember today is the eighth day of the lunar month, and my watch is also 2:30.

But the electronic clock shows the sixth day of the lunar month, and the time is... at 10:46 pm.

If it were the past, I would definitely be scared to death by this sudden and strange change.

But this time I didn't feel too much fear, but instead had a kind of expectation.

Based on my past experience, I have guessed what kind of situation is coming. Although this time is obviously different from the previous two times, I can still be sure that my spiritual sense has taken me into the 'another world'.

In the Di family’s old house and in Zhang Ping’s hometown, I have seen scenes that happened twice through spiritual awareness.

But those two times were in a daze and felt like dreaming.

This time it's different.

Everyone else is there, but the ‘time and space’ has changed in my eyes.

Strangely, I wasn't surprised.

After returning from Niuyangou, I always felt that I was indescribable.

I still clearly remember that this feeling was caused by eating Ghost Ganoderma lucidum.

Although I still don’t understand why this situation happened, I vaguely feel that this has an inseparable relationship with Ghost Lingzhi.

"drop!"

The door suddenly made a light sound and was opened from outside.

As soon as I opened it, I smelled a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol.

You can actually smell...

A middle-aged man walked in staggeringly. As soon as he entered the room, he went straight to the wine cabinet beside him, picked up a bottle of wine, pulled out the plug and fucked his breath.

It's Zhu Anbin.

Compared to when he was in the shop on the first night, he lost all his weight, his eyes were sunken, and his face was dull and his face looked more like a dead body.

He staggered towards this side, and took out his cell phone, as if he was rummaging for someone's number.

Seeing him turn around and sit down towards me, I quickly moved to the side.

"Hey! A Biao, find two girls for me." He said to the phone in a rough voice.

I don't know what the other party said, but he suddenly threw his phone to the ground and muttered:

"What a fucking thing, you can't make money. Do you think my money is bad?"

He sat on the sofa with a bottle and was stunned for a while. Suddenly he stood up and staggered to pick up his phone, but his feet staggered and fell on the floor.

He struggled for a while but didn't get up, so he simply lay on the floor, held his cell phone, and stayed at the screen for a long time before dialing a number as if he had made up his mind.

"Hey... Dad... I'm almost out of reach."

There seemed to be a stern shouting sound from the earpiece.

Listening to the shouting, Zhu Anbin actually smiled bitterly, "I'm about to die, I'm going to go to another world to be a ghost. Old man, your property is still cheaper in the end... Damn, even the house on Zhongshan Road was given to her..."

“Doududududu…”

The other party obviously hung up the phone.

Zhu Anbin turned over and lay flat on the floor, his eyelids gradually closed.

"Well!"

Suddenly, he shuddered as if he was awakened from a nightmare, and suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

He was fumbled around and found a small recording pen from his pocket.

He looked at the electronic clock on the wall with a drunken eyes, lowered his head and pressed the recording button.

"It's February 15th, at 10:52 pm, I'm Zhu Anbin..."

After the recording ended, he struggled to get up, looking around in panic, as if looking for something.

He suddenly ran to a cabinet in the corner, opened the bottom square, squatted there with his back to him, fiddling with something.

I couldn't help but stand up and walked slowly over...

Seeing him busy for a while, he sat on the ground again, closed the cabinet door, picked up the wine bottle and poured it hard.

"Damn, the old man is now sipping on the belly of that slutty girl... I really want to try how that slutty girl lives, and she can make an old guy so fascinated..."

"No, I can't just die like this, I don't want to die... That old ghost said, No. 31... No. 31, Xu Huo can save me! I'm going to find Xu Huo, I'll find Xu Huo..."

Seeing that he wanted to get up, I frowned and quickly retreated.

But after only one step back, I suddenly widened my eyes and stayed in place with stiffness.

I saw that there was one more person behind Zhu Anbin.

The man was tall and thin, with a cloth tape that could not be seen on his long yellow hair. He stood behind him, looking at him with a cold look under his eyes.

Seeing this person clearly, I felt that the blood in my body was cold, and goose bumps all over my body exploded in pieces.

This person actually had the dead face that appeared in the gossip mirror that night!

He closed his eyes at that time. Although his eyes were opened, his whole body still exuded the breath of death, giving people the feeling of being a demon who had just crawled out of the eighteenth level of hell!

Zhu Anbin struggled for a while and finally stood up.

The moment he turned around, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole face became distorted by extreme fear.

He also saw the 'dead face'!

"ah……"

The next second, nothing unexpected happened, Zhu Anbin let out a tragic howl.

My ear drum was so shocked that I felt ache, and I instinctively held my head and squatted on the ground with my hands in my heart.

When I raised my eyes again, the two people in front of me were gone.

After a closer look, the light and furnishings in the room also restored the daytime scene.

"Are you okay?" A woman's voice rang behind me.

I subconsciously shook my head, turned my face, and saw Lin Tong standing behind me with a puzzled look on my face, looking at me as if I were looking at a mentally ill.

The blind man and Dou Dabao also came over. The blind man reached out and pulled me up and looked at me with inquiring eyes.

I turned my head and looked at the electronic clock on the wall.

February 17th, at 2:45.

"I'm back..." I murmured.

"Where did you come back?" Lin Tong still looked at me with the look of looking at mental patients, "Xu Huo, I know you have a lot of pressure from forensic doctors. Should you go see a doctor?"

"Have you given the old house on Zhongshan Road?"

"Ah?" Lin Tong was stunned.

I shook my neck, walked to the cabinet in the corner, lay on the ground, looked under the cabinet, reached out and pulled out a bottle of wine from below.

Seeing Zhu Feipeng coming, I looked up at him and asked:
To be continued...