Chapter 1127: Not a ghost

Yan Huan also recognized that this was the driver who bought her the toll last time. No, it wasn’t her money, it was ghost money, and the money really saved her life. At the very least, she found a Where you live, there can be a quiet place to survive the episodes of drug addiction.

She took a gloved hand and touched it in her pocket for a long time, and then came out with some money. These were only taken back by her. She originally wanted to buy a computer. She wanted to check something. How can some AIDS not be transmitted to others.

Only when she came out, she wanted to come here once, and she knew she could not see anything, but she still wanted to be closer to them. Even if she looked so far away, she was satisfied, but she didn’t think of it. , Will meet three children running away from home

Fortunately, there is no danger, but now she will not let anyone touch her child, no matter what.

She stayed outside for almost a day, had not eaten a sip of rice, nor had she sip of water, and was not ready to go back until now.

I just didn't expect to meet such a silly driver again.

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

Then he walked forward, and the man was shaking, like a sieve, and his scalp was tingling, wanting to scream, wanting to shout.

Mom, help, there are ghosts, there are female ghosts.

Yan Huan stopped, then turned around.

"You don't worry, I'm not a ghost," I touched my arm, "Maybe I will be a ghost in the future, but I'm still alive, I will return the money to you, and you have to believe," she lowered her eyelashes A bit of ridicule said, "You haven't hurt anyone, why should you be afraid of ghosts, remember that there are grievances and debts, and even the evil ones, they just want the most guilty."

Then she took her arms and turned away from here. As for the fool driver, she saw Yan Huan’s two legs, which were walking on both legs, and then her exposed sand hair, although not Too much, although not too long, but she can see it, under the subtle wind, those hairs are lightening.

Also, his sight stack moved down again and saw a pair of feet. Yes, that is the feet. His mother said that ghosts have no legs, and ghosts are floating, but this ghost obviously has feet. Also Under the street lamp, the shadow was stretched.

And, the white breath she exhaled from time to time.

There is temperature.

That's body temperature.

Live, live. .

Not a dead person, nor a ghost.

He looked back again, and he saw that the money he was crushing on the road was still there, and there was more on it. He picked up the money, and he put it here for 10,000. Yes, four thousand more.

He quickly threw the money in the car, and then drove forward. When he went back, he saw the woman who was walking along the way. She had nothing on her body, and only the shadow.

It's really like a female ghost.

And now he just feels that there are a lot more terrible than female ghosts in this world. In comparison, if this is even a female ghost, then it is also a kind of female ghost, which is not terrible at all.

He then dialed the phone number he used to call recently.

"Mom, that's not a ghost."

"How is it impossible?" The silly driver drove the car, something in his heart suddenly seemed bright, "That's not a ghost, that's a person, she gave me all my money back, she Say, even if it’s a real ghost, it’s a bad debt, and I won’t find me. I haven’t done anything bad.

And he laughed openly, and the feeling of uncomfortableness had been crushed by the word Jiu Yao Gui, and finally everything disappeared.

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

And a single woman, in such a late night, a person is separate, and it is inevitable that no one will be fancy, and this time, this place is when some people haunt.

"After so long, do you want to follow again?"

Yan Huan turned around. From a very early age, she knew that someone was following her. She didn’t pierce, just wanted to know how long this person could follow, and her body now was the least afraid of being robbed. .

Okay, grab it. It’s a big deal. She cut her hand, and she doesn’t know who is going to lose?

And a small man walked out from the side. The man's frivolous face, his eyes dare to look at the bag of rice dumplings in front of him from time to time.

"Taking out your money also makes me have a good time, otherwise I will suffer, but don't say I didn't remind you."

Talking suddenly is a smile, and that kind of laughter, in such a cold night, has a kind of unspeakable eerie feeling.

"Are you sure?" She put her hands on her face, and she really couldn't think of it. She is like this now, and some people want it. How hungry is this?

"Not much nonsense," the man already picked up a switchblade in his hand, and the switchblade was reflected from time to time under the cold light.

It is enough to see that this is true, not a fake.

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

"Your knife can poke on me, but be careful that my blood splashes on you," and she untied the scarf wrapped on her face and exposed her face again.

Because I didn't know what those people injected her, her face was blue all over, but her eyes were red. I was afraid that everyone would treat her as a ghost.

The small man's hand shook and nearly lost the switchblade in his hand to the ground.

"Come here," Yan Huan took a step forward.

"Don't move, you don't want to move, or you will be killed," the robber didn't know why he was scared, and he even talked, at this time it was like facing the wind, without confidence.

"I warn you, don't move," he shouted loudly at Yan Huan, but his steps kept retreating.

"Don't come over again, otherwise I will stab you."

"Okay, let's poke," Yan Huan is nothing terrible, "I got AIDS, don't you want to poke? Come on," she sneered, "just gave me a relief, anyway, I don't want to live anymore. , I heard that AIDS can be spread by blood."

"Do you want to try it?"

With a clatter, the robber threw the yellow bullet into the ground, and almost all of them ran off with a roll. Yan Huan squatted down and picked up the yellow bullet.