In July, you can be the ghost month and the gate of ghosts opens in the middle of July. The ghosts return to the world, complaining, revenge, and repaying gratitude.

Do you dare to walk alone in the middle of the night at this time?

I bet, don't you?

Shh!!!

People who walk at night must not turn back!!!

The three fires on you are your life!!!

There is only No. 1413 Yinyang Street on Huangquan Road. Legend: The Reincarnation Apartment No. 1414 will only appear at midnight. The lost soul will come there under the guidance of the dark green light. Ghosts can make deals with him. People with strong desires in their hearts can also come to the apartment at midnight. Rumors say: The boss there was once a descendant of the royal family, some people say he was the ever-winning general, and some people say he was the helper of the King of Hell, who specializes in sucking ghosts. No one knows his age, and few people have seen his true face. His only hobby seems to be sitting in the corner, looking at the empty night and the twinkling stars in the sky. Until the sun comes out, he disappears into the first ray of sunshine in the morning with the apartment.

The man looked at the night sky and said to A Xiao, "It's Guiyue, A Xiao, are you talking about that naughty ghost still as timid as before?"

"Wang...Wangwang..." This is A Xiao's response.

"When she was a child, she was very curious about the underworld, but she didn't dare to go alone. She always asked her friends to secretly peek at the door of the underworld." The man smiled and said, "Sometimes when she got annoyed by her, she would accompany her to the ghost market to be lively. She was always so curious, and she was always scolded by her father because of her curiosity. But now I really want to be by her side. Why did she feel so annoyed at the beginning?" The man lowered his head and said, "A Xiao, you said she must be all right?"

When it comes to the plum rain season, the weather is gloomy and raining for a week. In a few months, it will be a new life in the first year. Everything officially begins a new chapter. This month is July or a ghost month. I don’t want to be caught by ghosts. Today, after cleaning at school, I hurried home with my friends.

On the way home, I ate my favorite ice cream and said, "Hey, school will start tomorrow. The preparatory class time passes quickly, and our busy life has begun."

"Yes, a life like a pitfall. Alas, I'll go home early today, it's July."

"Don't worry, we are full of righteousness and will never invade all ghosts." Tian Cong said proudly.

"It's better." I said timidly.

"I didn't expect you to be so brave." Chen Congcong, who had just moved into the military compound, said.

"You two can really tease me. I don't believe you are not afraid of Congcong. If you die, Tiantian is careful of having nightmares at night. "Sadako" will come to you. Damn friends."

When I got home, today's storyteller was my father. My grandfather had not returned home when he visited his old comrades-in-arms. My persistent grandfather handed over the task of telling stories every night to my father. My grandfather often said that this is credit. People must have credit no matter when they reach the end, even if it is just a trivial matter.

The father looked around everyone and asked, "Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"

Midnight and his friends nodded desperately, and my cousin said indifferently: "Don't believe it."

The father asked again: "Why don't you believe it?"

"The unopened People's Liberation Army will not invade all ghosts!" My cousin said righteously.

"What about you?" the father looked at everyone and asked.

"The Buddhist scriptures talk about cause and effect and reincarnation." The eldest brother still said gently.

Listening to the waves of discussion, the father laughed: "Today's story is not the same as last time. The ghost has forgotten everything about his life. Maybe the ghost really exists!"

I hugged the pillow in my arms tightly and waited for my father's story.

The police call from the Public Security Bureau rang at the same time again. The police officer who was on the night shift turned on the recorder. This was the work flow and said: "Hello! Hello, call the police station."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

The policeman who called the police station asked again: "Hey! Hello. Call the police station."

There was still no sound. The policeman turned off the phone and the recorder, secretly feeling strange. In accordance with the principle of serving the people, he still recorded the matter and waited for the captain to check it out the next morning.

In the next few days, several police officers received similar calls, and the captain reported the matter to a higher-level agency for filing, waiting for a decision.

A week later, Liu Hongxuan received a call from the police. A man living in Dingyu Community died at home, and Liu Hongxuan hurried to the scene of the crime.

After the young policeman stood attentively and saluted, he reported to Liu Hongxuan: "Captain, the deceased's name is Zhang Dali, 32 years old, he is a salesperson of Alian Computer Company. The cause of death for the preliminary forensic examination is to freeze to death." The young policeman said that the last two words "freeze to death" were not confident.

"Frozen to death?" Liu Hongxuan and Yao Jingwei asked in surprise at the same time.

"It's July now? I'll freeze to death?" Yao Jingwei raised his voice.

The young police officer said: "That's what the forensic doctor said."

"Check the surveillance." Liu Hongxuan said coldly, thinking in his heart, don't destroy your three views like the previous few times.

The group got into the police car and left in a hurry, as if they were coming in a hurry.

In the monitoring room, several policemen stared at the surveillance camera. The surveillance was Alian Computer Company. It was the peak hours of get off work. People were like birds rushing out of the cage, enjoying their time in the city of steel and concrete.

Yao Jingwei had sharp eyes and soon found the deceased in the surveillance - Zhang Dali, holding a briefcase in his hand and the suit on his body was very unfit. After Zhang Dali said goodbye to his colleagues during the surveillance, he disappeared from the company's surveillance.

After the staff skillfully tapped on the keyboard a few times, Zhang Dali appeared on the surveillance again. At this time, he had two more beer in his hand.

At this time, the sky was still bright, and the sun was reluctant to leave.

Suddenly, Zhang Dali slapped him on the face. Liu Hongxuan quickly asked the police officer to enlarge the picture. The forensic doctor put on his glasses and approached the computer. He turned around and said to everyone: "It should be just a fly or a small flying insect. It fell on his face."

The surveillance screen was always pounding, and Zhang Dali seemed very angry and kicked away the sacrifices on the roadside.

Until Zhang Dali returned to his apartment, nothing happened. Until the early morning the police walked into the community and when they carried the deceased out, nothing happened.

Yao Jingwei asked softly: "How to write this report?"

Forensic Liu Qi said: "Why do you want the forensic report to be written normally and put aside?"

Liu Hongxuan had a headache again. He was a policeman and had encountered such a thing again.

Dugu Shan is Liu Hongxuan’s old friend for many years, and he also joked: “This person’s death is strange.”

"Uncle, isn't that strange thing about the case I solved recently?"

"Why follow the top and apply and transfer those people?"

"I think it's OK."

Liu Hongxuan was so happy that he said, "Yao Jingwei also wrote a report first, I'm thinking about it."
Chapter completed!