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Chapter 378 The Dead Boy

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    As the rain accumulated more and more, I no longer hesitated, smashed the car glass with the pistol handle, and fired a shot through the hole in the window glass.  The flames erupting from the god of war rushed towards the female ghost in an instant.  I saw the female ghost's hair was burned, screaming and disappearing into the night sky.  I had no intention of looking for her again, so I quickly opened the car door, let the rainwater out, and then went to see the driver.  Fortunately, he still fainted, and there were no other symptoms.

    At this time, there was a sharp horn honking in front of me, and then I saw an ambulance coming from outside the alley, so I quickly got out of the car to say hello.  After the ambulance stopped next to the taxi, the medical staff and I helped the driver out of the car, put him in the ambulance, and then went to the hospital.

    After arriving at the hospital, after a period of first aid, the driver woke up quickly, but his head was a little dizzy.  Hearing that I sent it to him, I immediately thanked him a thousand times and said, "I'm so sorry that I made you go on like this."

    I smiled and asked, "Do you remember what happened just now?"

    The driver thought for a while and said, "I really can't remember. It seems that I hit something After driving for so many years, this is the first time I have encountered such a thing. I have always been very careful."

    I stared at the driver for a long while, and I was sure that he was not lying, and that I really forgot what happened just now.  Perhaps this is called short-term amnesia. Some people will forget certain fragments and things they have experienced after being seriously injured or extremely frightened and unconscious. This is a kind of human body self-protection ability.

    It¡¯s okay to forget, I thought to myself, if I remember it and tell people about it everywhere, it¡¯s no wonder that people don¡¯t think it¡¯s a snake spirit disease.

    I smiled and said, "Master, did that Laizhou No. 1 Middle School have any murders?"  Is there still a body buried in that school?

    The driver thought for a while, and said: "Murder There is no major incident in our small place. If there is no murder, but this No. 1 Middle School had a student who disappeared several years ago. The parents came to make trouble for several days, and it finally died.  It's over. Then there was a student who committed suicide by jumping into the lake in the new campus a few days ago. Is this considered a murder?"

    "Suicide? Are you sure?" I asked curiously.  Many murders are disguised as suicides.  Jumping into the lake to die is very similar to the water ghost just now.

    "I'm sure. According to the Public Security Bureau, the one who committed suicide was a female student." The driver sighed, "It's really not easy for children to go to school nowadays."

    Suicide?  I looked at the heavy rain that was still falling outside the window and pondered for a while.  If it is suicide, although there is resentment, but the resentment will not be so heavy.  It seems that this school is also very interesting.  The driver said that a student disappeared several years ago, so I asked casually, only to find out that the missing student was also a female student, and her whereabouts are still unknown.  Many people knew about this incident at the time, and it was quite a serious disturbance. In the end, it was suppressed by the school. I don't know if it was a loss of money.

    Seeing that the driver was fine and out of danger, I said goodbye to him and left.  It's already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, if I don't go back to sleep, I won't be able to climb up the mountain tomorrow.  When the driver heard that I was going back, and that I was traveling in Tianjin, he immediately left a phone call enthusiastically, saying that if there is any place I want to go and I can¡¯t find a car, he will drive me there for free.  I thanked each other, left each other's contact information, and came out of the hospital.

    After going out the gate, I found that the night rain was much lighter, and there was an indescribable sadness in the fresh air.  I shrank my neck, not knowing where this feeling came from, so I turned and walked out.  But when he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he saw a woman sitting beside the parking lot crying in a low voice, her hair and clothes were wet by the rain, and she didn't seem to notice it at all.  A stretcher was placed in front of her, and on the stretcher seemed to be the corpse of a child, covered with a white cloth.  Judging from the stature, the deceased should be a young man, probably the woman's son or daughter.

    Among the great tragedies in life, sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person is the most uncomfortable.  I stopped involuntarily, and stopped beside the stretcher. Listening to the woman's mournful cry, I couldn't help feeling sad.  Although I am used to watching life and death, I still can't accept this scene of life and death parting.

    Looking at the woman's rustic attire, she should be a rural woman. The back of the hand that wiped the tears was yellow and calloused, as if she was used to doing farm work.  I felt even more unbearable after seeing this, and was about to step forward to comfort him, but suddenly saw a ghost standing up from the stretcher.

    I was taken aback, and at first glance, I saw that he was a young man of sixteen or seventeen.  The child was pretty and thin, with a pale face and wearing a school uniform, as if he were a high school student.  I looked at the white cloth covering the corpse in puzzlement, and saw that the white cloth had already been soaked, so it could be seen that this woman had been sitting here crying for a long time.  But the soul is only now leaving the body, this is a very delicate issue.  This shows that the young man probably didn't die just now, and he didn't really die until now, so the soul could no longer stay in the body and was forced to separate.?? come out.  Since he didn't die, why was he carried out early?  Didn't the doctor rescue him?

    I couldn't help but stare at the boy's ghost, only to see that he was staring sadly at the crying mother sitting beside him.  The boy went up to touch his mother's hair, but found a void, and looked at his hand in a sense of loss.

    My sight made the boy's ghost look over involuntarily, and said softly, "Am I already dead?"

    I nodded.  The boy sighed: "But I can't bear to part with my mother."

    I sighed softly, squatted down in front of the woman, and said, "Auntie, it's raining, why are you sitting here and crying?"

    The middle-aged woman raised her face and looked at me. Tears hung on her vicissitudes of life, her eyes were cloudy and bloodshot.

    "My son is dead, he was hit by a car¡ª" At this point, she cried again: "He studied so well, and he even took key classes What should I do"

    I sighed: "Since the child is gone, don't let him get wet here."

    The woman cried even more sadly: "When it was delivered, he was obviously still alive, but I didn't have the money to pay for the surgery. The doctor asked me to pay the money first and then the surgery, and he just died"

    I wiped it, but it didn't save me?  !  I was surprised and said: "The doctor didn't rescue him in time? How could I have such a doctor?!" After saying this, I suddenly remembered the tense doctor-patient relationship mentioned in many news now, and I couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.  This kind of thing really might be true, medical ethics and so on are now the same price as shit.

    The woman cried even more sadly when she mentioned this.  At this time, I saw several people coming out of the dormitory department.  Three of them looked like a family, a middle-aged couple in bright clothes, with a daughter who looked like a young girl.  The three of them went out with an umbrella, glanced at the woman, and then left expressionlessly.

    As soon as the woman saw them, she jumped up and rushed over to drag the couple.  At this time, a middle-aged man who had been walking behind grabbed her and shouted: "It's okay, it's okay, everyone has lost money, what else do you want?!"

    The woman yelled: "It's over if you lose money, huh?! My child is worth his stinky money?! He obviously didn't admit that it was his daughter who killed someone and bullied us who have no power and power. What kind of world is this?  You have been punished by heaven!! You will not end well!!¡±

    The woman's mournful cry resounded through the night sky and spread far away in the quiet night.  The girl was frightened, screamed and ran back to her family's car, closing the door.  The couple also hurried away.  After their car drove away, the woman burst into tears, her heart-piercing voice was heartbreaking.

    I sighed, and looked back at the ghost of the young man, and saw that he still hadn't left, but silently looked at his mother's back, with a sad expression on his face.  I walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and comforted me: "It will be better after a long time. It turns out that you died accidentally."

    The young man sighed: "I'm afraid I'm gone, and my mother won't be taken care of."

    I was stunned and said: "Don't you still have a father? Isn't there someone around your mother?"

    The boy shook his head and said, "It's my stepdad. He treats my mothernot very well." I suddenly understood.  The boy suddenly grabbed my arm with his backhand and begged: "If you can see me, can you pass a few words to my mother for me? I made some money from working during the winter vacation and I want to leave it to her. Now the money is with me.  Under the pillow in the house, I was afraid that if my stepfather saw it, he would take it away and not give it to her."

    I was stunned and said: "This If your mother asks me how I know, what should I say"

    The boy was startled, sighed, and let go of my hand in disappointment: "Sorry, I was a little abrupt."

    I smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, anyway, you didn't go to Yinyang Road now, which means that there is no mortal relationship. Maybe God pity you and ask you to talk to your mother more. There are still the first seven soul nights. At that time  When Yinhun's spiritual power is at its strongest. I can help you see your mother, and if you have anything to say, you can tell her face to face and say goodbye."

    The young man looked at me in surprise: "I never thought about it beforethere is such a world of yin and yangI will know it after I die."

    I asked: "Seeing that you are still a student, which school do you belong to? What is the cause of death?"

    The boy said: "My name is Ding Chen, and I was a student in No. 1 Middle School when I was alive."

    "Laizhou No. 1 Middle School?" I asked.

    Ding Chen nodded and said, "Yes."

    I smiled wryly and said, "It's evil, and it belongs to this school again." Before I finished speaking, I suddenly saw that the aura around me seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.  It was as if there was a weird protective shield covering the real scene inch by inch. Night rain, flowers and plants, pedestrians, everything disappeared, replaced by black waves rolling in chaos.

    "There is a way to live, and there is a way to die. Humans and ghosts have different paths!" There seemed to be a shout coming from a distant direction.

    I was startled, and quickly dragged Ding Chen's ghost behind me.  Ding Chen asked, "What's wrong? Where's the sound?"

    I smiled wryly and said: "It seems that the ghost guards don't like you staying in Yangjian very much, and black and white impermanence locked you back to the underworld." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)There is a dead end.  Humans and ghosts go their separate ways!  "It seemed that there was a shout coming from a distant direction.

    I was startled, and quickly dragged Ding Chen's ghost behind me.  Ding Chen asked, "What's wrong? Where's the sound?"

    I smiled wryly and said: "It seems that the ghost guards don't like you staying in Yangjian very much, and black and white impermanence locked you back to the underworld." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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