Chapter 1127 Not a Ghost

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Yan Huan also recognized that this was the driver who bought her toll last time. No, he didn't give her money, but gave it to ghost money. And the money did save her life. At the very least, it allowed her to find a car that could help her. Where you live, you can have a quiet place to survive the attacks of drug addiction again and again.

She fumbled in her pocket for a long time with her gloved hands, and then took out some money. She just got it back. She originally wanted to buy a computer. She wanted to check something. How can some AIDS be transmitted to others?

But when she came out, she wanted to come here. She knew clearly that she wouldn't see anything, but she still wanted to get closer to them. Even if she was looking at them from such a distance, she was satisfied, but she didn't expect them. , met three children who had run away from home

Fortunately, there was no danger, and no matter what happens now, she will not let anyone touch her child, no one.

She stayed outside for almost a day without eating a morsel of food or drinking a sip of water. It was only now that she was ready to go back.

I just didn't expect to encounter such a stupid driver again.

She put the money on the ground and pressed it down with something.

Then he walked forward, while the man was shaking like chaff. He was also shaking so much that his scalp was numb and he wanted to scream. He wanted to scream.

Mom, help me, there is a ghost, there is a female ghost.

Yan Huan stopped and turned around.

"Don't worry, I'm not a ghost," she touched her arm, "Maybe I will be a ghost in the future, but I am still alive now. I have paid you back the money, and you have to believe it," she lowered her eyelashes There was a hint of mockery in the voice, "You have never harmed anyone, why should you be afraid of ghosts? Every injustice has its debtor, and even if it is evil ghosts, all they want is the person who is the most guilty."

Then she picked up her arms and turned around to leave. As for the idiot driver, it was Yan Huan who saw Yan Huan's two legs, which were used to walk on two legs, and then her exposed sandy hair, although it was not There were too many, and although they were not too long, she could see that those hairs were fluttering slightly in the slight wind.

Also, his visual stack moved down again, and he saw a pair of feet, yes, those were feet. His mother said that ghosts have no legs, and ghosts are floating, but this ghost obviously has legs, and yet Under the streetlight, there was a shadow that was stretched out.

And the white breath she exhaled from time to time.

There is warmth in that.

It has body temperature.

Live, live. .

Not a dead person, not a ghost.

When he turned around again, he saw that the money he had snatched from the road was still there intact, and there was some more money on top. He picked up the money, and what he had put here was ten thousand, and there was still more money. Yes, four thousand yuan more.

He quickly threw all the money in the car and drove forward. When he went back, he saw the woman walking along the way again. There was nothing on her except for the shadow.

Really like a female ghost.

But now he feels that there are many scarier things in the world than female ghosts. In comparison, if this is a female ghost, then she is a kind-hearted female ghost, who is not scary at all.

He dialed the number he always dialed recently.

"Mom, that's not a ghost."

"How is it impossible?" The silly driver drove the car, as if something suddenly became clear in his mind, "That's not a ghost, that's a person. She gave me all my money back, she He said, even if it is a real ghost, it is because of his fault and he will not find me. I have not done anything bad, I am not afraid of shadows, and I am not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. "

And he smiled widely, and the discomfort that had always been suppressed by the word "Ghost" finally disappeared.

At this time, Yan Huan was still walking like that. She put her hands in her pockets and felt the warmth of her body, which was preserved by her clothes and herself.

And a single woman, alone and separated in such a late night, will inevitably not be favored by others. At this time, in such a place, it is the time for certain people to come and go.

"You've been following me for so long, do you want to follow me again?"

Yan Huan turned around. She knew someone was following her from a very early time. She didn't want to expose it, she just wanted to know how long this person could follow her. And with her current body, she was least afraid of being robbed. .

Okay, grab it, the worst she can do is cut her hand, and she won’t know who will suffer the loss?

And a small man walked out from the side. The man had a wretched look on his face, and his eyes looked at the woman wrapping the rice dumplings in front of him from time to time.

"Take out your money and let me have some fun. Otherwise, you will suffer. Don't say I didn't remind you."

Yan Huan suddenly smiled, and that kind of laughter, on such a cold windy night, actually had an indescribable eerie feeling.

"Are you sure?" She put her hand on her face. She really didn't expect that someone would still want her now that she was like this. How hungry she was.

"Stop talking nonsense," the man had already picked up a switchblade in his hand, and the switchblade actually reflected layers of cold light from time to time under the cold light.

It is obvious that this is real, not a fake one.

"I don't have any money," Yan Huan said lightly, of course, without any fear.

"You can poke my body with your knife, but be careful that my blood splashes on you," and she untied the scarf wrapped around her face and revealed her face.

Because she didn't know what those people injected her with, her whole face was blue, but her eyes were red. With this look, I'm afraid everyone thought she was a ghost.

The little man's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the switchblade in his hand on the ground.

"Come here," Yan Huan stepped forward.

"Don't move, don't move, or I'll kill you," the robber didn't know why he was scared, even speaking, at this time, it was like facing the wind, without confidence,

"I warn you, don't move," he shouted loudly to Yan Huan, but his steps were constantly retreating.

"Don't come over here again, or I'll stab you to death."

"Okay, come on," Yan Huan had nothing to fear, "I have AIDS, you don't want to stab me? Come on," she sneered, "It's just a relief for me, I don't want to live anymore anyway, I heard that AIDS can be transmitted through blood."

"Do you want to give it a try?"

With a clang, the robber threw the yellow knife on the ground, and then almost ran away, Yan Huan squatted down and picked up the yellow knife.