I tiptoed between the tombstones, and always felt that something was following me. No matter what I did, I would have a pair of eyes following me coldly, maybe more than one.

Although I used to write supernatural novels, I always believed in science and didn’t believe in anything that was strange and powerful. However, since I became a criminal policeman, I have to start to believe in these nonsense. Until now, I have even seen with my own eyes what else can I say?

I felt a little relieved after touching the talisman paper and jade pendant that were still lying in my pocket.

Continuing along the stone road, I had the illusion of stepping into the Yin Realm step by step. I didn't dare to stay in front of the grave for an extra second, and used my mobile phone flashlight to quickly sweep the photos on the tombstone. It was not Zhang Xianyan who moved to the next tombstone immediately. The photos on the tombstone were all pale, their eyes were wide open, and there was a blurry black fog on the seal hall. I even felt that the photos were scattered with a faint green light when the mobile phone light was swept over. Such fear made me fight on my legs, but I had to grit my teeth and continue searching. Every step took was exhausted and all my courage was exhausted.

I deliberately ignored the strong sense of oppression that I brought to me. Suddenly, I thought that when I first encountered a ghost when I encountered a case with Yinzi, what he said to me: fear from the outside will only make you tremble, while fear from the inside can make you despair so that life is worse than death. At that time, I asked Yinzi what fear from the outside is and what fear from the outside is. But Yinzi did not answer, just smiled. Later, after the case was over, I asked him, and this time he answered, but the answer was very vague, only two words, ghosts and people. I still can't understand this sentence, but it smells a bit vague.

I forced all my fear into my stomach. In front of the gloomy photos, I continued to search for Zhang Xianying's photos. Only mechanical steps were left under my feet, and the night wind hit my body and coldly reached my bones.

Suddenly, my feet hurt, as if I had bitten something. Instinctively I wanted to jump up, but the force was too strong and I couldn't move my feet at all. I hurriedly fell to the ground with my phone, and it was a big mess. I was on the ground with my face. I didn't have time to worry too much, so I hurriedly looked at the ankle that had been touched by something just now. It would be fine if I didn't look at it. When I saw the three souls of my whole body lost seven souls. I saw the blood-red marks left by a hand under the legs of the trousers that were tied up. I swallowed my saliva and forced myself to hold on.

I took the strength to reach out and touch the mark. It would be fine if I didn't touch it. When I touched it, my hair was standing up all over my body. This was a bloody handprint! In an instant, my head looked like a ball of slurry, and there was only a roar left in my ears. After staying for a long time, a cold wind blew. I shuddered before I came to my senses. I hurriedly checked around me, and then I breathed a sigh of relief. I stood up and continued to look for Zhang Xianying's tombstone. This time I was much faster than the last time, and I just thought to find Zhang Xianying quickly and leave this place with awesome ghostly.

It would be much smoother afterwards. I almost thought it was just an hallucination just now. But I clearly understood in my heart that this could never be just an hallucination, because the tingling pain on the ankles is so clear now. How could the strong pain that seems to have been peeled off by someone? I knew that there were many pairs of green eyes staring at me, but I couldn't see anything, and I could only feel the harsh eyes. This feeling made me feel bad. I just wanted to leave here quickly. Who knows what terrible things would happen below.

The tombstone of Zhang Xianying was found half an hour after the blood handprint appeared. Zhang Xianying's tombstone was not in a remote corner, but not in a conspicuous place. Seeing the black and white photo of Zhang Xianying on the tombstone, his smile was still bright and sunny. Even in such a gloomy cemetery, it seemed to be filled with hope. Unconsciously, the heart that had been hanging all the time from the beginning finally showed signs of falling to the ground.

I didn't bring any of the things used to summon souls such as cinnabar that I bought during the day. I accidentally found two soul-summoning talismans in the few talismans I gave me. I didn't want to be so troublesome. Of course, I have to do things in such a place. Moreover, it may be more than Zhang Xiansheng who will directly open the cauldron to summon souls. It's not worth the money and dangerous, so it's safe to use talismans. I thought about it in front of Zhang Xiansheng's tombstone for a moment. I touched the soul-summoning talisman in my pocket and stuck it on the photo. Zhang Xiansheng's eyebrows, bit his middle finger and copied the talisman along the runes of the silver.

However, after a few minutes, there was still no reaction. The eyebrows were jumping uneasyly, and thought to myself that I would not be cheated by Yin Zi? It is impossible. Yin Zi never jokes like this dangerous and boring, let alone Yin Zi never jokes about my safety.

Could it be that Zhang Xianying's heart skipped a beat, and he stretched out his hand and moved it to the talisman paper, intending to tear it off. It was also at this moment that a bloody hand suddenly stretched out from the tombstone and tightly held my wrist. Before he could exclaim that a pair of blood-red high heels were placed on the tombstone, his head hurt. I saw the high heels moving and put them on the hand I was caught...

"Don't... don't come here... help... save me... silver save me... no..."

I didn't know when I had lost my direction in the deep alley. The two high walls made me look up and could only see a narrow sky. In this alley, I kept running, with no end in front of me, and there was no starting point behind me, only from one darkness to another dark alley. During this period, I couldn't rest, and behind me was the pair of red high heels that I had seen three times. There was nothing behind me, only a pair of bright red high heels. The high heels stepped on the ground and made the unreal sound that only when I stepped on the ceiling, clattered... The place where the high heels stepped on was a pool of red blood shoe prints, extending to the end of the darkness behind me. I was fast and it was fast, but it was not slow. Despair and fear swallowed my heart, and I could only watch it get closer and closer to me.

"Bang--" I fell straight to the ground. The high heels that were originally behind me were now placed at a distance of only five centimeters from my eyes! Blood also flowed out in an instant along the high heels. I had no time to react and was covered in blood on my face. The blood was not warm at all, and the cold touch made me wake up immediately. I hurriedly supported my body and wanted to jump away, but a pain on my head, and I felt that my whole scalp was about to be lifted. I saw a panic in a panic.

A pale, black-strung hand stretched out from the high heels and pulled my head. It pulled me desperately into the high heels. My face was already close to the shoes. The powerful squeeze made me feel that the edge of the shoes had cut through my face and embedded in my flesh. Then I heard a "bang" sound, and my left eye became black and I couldn't see anything. The pain had already made my left face spasm! The face on the left was already integrated with the high heels, and my left eye was squeezed! I screamed sharply...

"Ahhh--" I suddenly opened my eyes and looked around in confusion. I was actually lying on a clean bench! Is everything I had just dreamed? Even if it was a dream, I shouldn't be lying on a bench. I remember that I fainted in front of Zhang Xianying's grave. This is strange. Am I sleepwalking? But I never sleepwalking.

"You wake up, drink some soy milk to warm your stomach. This is what I bought outside." Just as I was confused, a familiar voice suddenly rang behind me, but the tone was strange. I put my feet down and turned to look at the person walking towards me. It was Wan Ke, the bartender at Nanji Bar. He held a bag of soy milk in one hand and carried a few buns in the other. His face was gone from the arrogance he had when he met yesterday, but his face was calm and calm, giving me a feeling of being a different person. He walked to the empty seat next to me and sat down, handing the food to me. Then he sighed and said slowly, "I thought about it for a night. I want to see where Xiao Ying stayed. Xiao Ying and I were the same age as me. I have never seen him again four years ago. I didn't expect that when I heard someone mention him, he was dead. It's really unacceptable. Can you understand the feeling? A person who you thought would live a very happy life came from a message saying that he was dead. Haha. When will you go back to Zhejiang to take me? I want to see what kind of person actually killed Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying, Zhang Xian Ying..."

I pursed my lips and opened my mouth to say something, but finally closed my mouth, so I had to stare at this man with a completely different attitude from yesterday. From the depths of his eyes, I saw a heavy sadness. This was impossible to fake. I can be sure that he was really sad. His tone yesterday was probably unacceptable for a moment.

He had fallen into his deep sorrow and stopped talking. I silently ate all the things he gave me into my stomach. I waited until I finished eating and asked him, "Why am I here?"

"You were unconscious in front of Xiao Wang's grave. When I came to see Xiao Wang, I saw you, and then helped you here. What did you do in the cemetery? Why did you faint in front of Xiao Wang's grave? Or were you here to sleep?"

My eyes hopped violently, and I had the urge to slap this guy in front of me to death. Who had nothing to do when I was full and ran to the cemetery to sleep! I resisted the hand that was about to fall out, and I pretended to be calm and changed the topic: "Don't you hate Zhang Xianying? I'll go back to Hangzhou today. What's the matter with Zhang Xianying?"

"Do you mean I hate Xiao Ying? How is that possible!" He raised his eyebrows and looked at me, expressing displeasure at my doubts about the emotions between him and Zhang Xianying. He said, "Xiao Ying and I were my best friends, and even later he was my only friend. We have conflicts, that is, the graduation issue. Is it wrong to hope that there are friends to accompany me? Everyone will think this way, right? Even if Xiao Ying is still the best friend in my heart. Forget it, it's all over, and I won't mention it. I'm going to Hangzhou and take me with me."

I didn't want to say anything anymore, nodded to Wanke, and we left here side by side. When I left, I looked carefully at the place where I was. It turned out that I was still in the cemetery, and I was on the bench of the cemetery. Zhang Xianyan's tombstone was just ten steps away. Looking at Zhang Xianyan's sunny smile, I no longer felt warm, but I felt cold behind me.
Chapter completed!