On this night, silence is better than sound, and Chen Xi had a dream.

In the dream, she leaned on Wu Zhiyuan's back, rode a black horse, galloping on the vast grassland, from east to west.

At the end of the horizon, there is a mountain, lush and lush.

He told her that there was the direction of home.

She smiled and told him wherever he was, wherever he was.

She closed her eyes, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist, and her face pressed against his back, feeling relieved.

The wind kept blowing through her ears, and the mountain was getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, the horse let out a cry of sorrow and she opened her eyes.

She saw that they were floating in the air in a cliff.

This cliff is located between the grassland and the mountains, thousands of miles long and tens of thousands of feet deep, like a line of yin and yang, separating life and death.

The horse was flying in the air and was unable to fall down.

At this moment, Wu Zhiyuan jumped up, picked up Chen Xi, stood on the horse's back, thrust his waist, and threw it hard, and Chen Xi landed steadily on the other side.

Just as she climbed to the edge of the cliff, she saw Wu Zhiyuan and the black horse falling down together and falling into the abyss.

"Brother Yuan!"

She let out a heart-wrenching cry, but the tall figure became more and more blurred in her eyes.

She saw that he smiled at her. Chen Xi understood what he meant. He was telling her that she had arrived home and wanted to live well!

Chen Xi was in a daze, crying and shouting on the edge of the cliff, while Wu Zhiyuan's figure had completely disappeared.

At this moment, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the mountains and grabbed Chen Xi.

She turned around and saw a very ferocious face.

"Chen Dinghai!"

Chen Xi screamed in shock and woke up from her dream. At this time, cold sweat had wet her clothes.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Yu Jing sat beside her, looking at her with a look of worry.

Chen Xi seemed to have not heard her words, and looked up and there was darkness outside the window.

"Brother Yuan, where are you..."

...

On Baihua Street, south of the city, there was a man twisting a luggage and carrying a guitar, walking all the way down the river.

He is like a lonely ghost, no one knows where he comes from and where he will go.

Occasionally someone passed by him, and then he realized that there was a scar on his left face!

He went further and further away, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at Xishui Street.

This street is just between Xiafei Road and Baihua Street, and is only two streets away from Fengqilou.

This is a commercial street, mainly for clothing business. It was late at night, and all the shops were closed. The street was empty, and there was no one except Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan came to dozens of meters away from the entrance of Xijie and stopped at the entrance of a community.

"Jichao Community?"

Looking at the half-open and half-closed iron door at the entrance of the community, Wu Zhiyuan sneered and walked in.

When Wu Zhiyuan first met Zheng Yong, he said that he asked him to help find two houses, one in the suburbs of the north of the city and the other in the south of the city.

On that day, something happened to Liu Mengran's younger brother, and Wu Zhiyuan had to deal with it. In a hurry, Zheng Yong only found a house for him in the south of the city. This house was in Xishui Road, Jixiang Community.

According to Zheng Yong, this community is rented for most outsiders, either as clothing sales staff on this street, as well as some factory employees, or as Princess Beautiful who works in the nightclub.

Because of the complexity of residents and the working hours vary greatly, the iron gate at the entrance of the community has always been open. Moreover, there are no security guards in this community. Because something happened here not long ago, many residents here moved away one after another, and the security guards left no one left.

Even there is no camera installed here.

Undoubtedly, this kind of place is very suitable for Wu Zhiyuan.

"This is also a big vague place!"

Wu Zhiyuan came to the bottom of a building, with a stairwell entrance, with a conspicuous mark: Jixiang Community, Unit 3, Building C!

This building No. 3 is dozens of meters away from Building No. 2. It stands alone, and is incompatible with the surrounding buildings.

There are at least some vague lights in other buildings, but this building has no ray of light and is extremely dark.

Wu Zhiyuan seemed to have come to his own world, because he felt that he was suitable to stay in the darkness. He twisted his luggage and walked up the stairwell.

The entire stairwell was dark and deep, but Wu Zhiyuan's eyes were very bright. He came to the third floor and stopped.

When he arrived, he came to where he lived.

There are only two houses on this floor, each on the left and right sides of the stairs.

Wu Zhiyuan took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole of 301.

At this moment, he suddenly turned around and glanced at the door of 302.

"Is there really a ghost?"

Wu Zhiyuan laughed at himself. He believed that there were ghosts, but they were definitely not passed down by people. The ghosts he became after death. The ghosts he believed were hidden in people's hearts. He felt that there was a ghost living in everyone's hearts.

Zheng Yong told him that this building is 302 rooms. Not long ago, a woman died of hanging in the room. It is said that this was a private room princess who worked in the nightclub. Because she was dumped by her own man, she was trapped by love. In the end, she couldn't figure it out and ended her life in the room.

The house where Wu Zhiyuan lives was still living not long ago, but it was because someone died next door and had just moved out.

There are few families in this building.

It was a coincidence that Zheng Yong was able to find this place.

"Okay, if you don't let go of your unjust soul, we can be a companion. You are an unjust ghost, and I am a wild ghost!"

Wu Zhiyuan opened the door and walked in.

This is a two-bedroom and one living room, with a bathroom, a kitchen, a table, chairs, sofas, and home appliances, all of which are complete.

Moreover, this house has been cleaned and cleaned up by someone.

"It's a blessing for Xiaoyong. Unfortunately, this place is not home after all!"

Wu Zhiyuan pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and the bedding and bedding in the room were neatly tidied.

Wu Zhiyuan put down his luggage and guitar, and at this moment, his cell phone rang.

He picked up his phone and it was a strange call. Wu Zhiyuan frowned slightly and pressed the answer button.

However, after a long time, no sound came from the phone.

"Hey?" Wu Zhiyuan tentatively said, but there was still no movement on the phone.

"Pretending to be a ghost, if you don't talk, I'll die!" Wu Zhiyuan's voice became cold.

Just as Wu Zhiyuan was about to hang up the phone, a female voice came from her phone: "I am Ye Xiaowen, I need to see you!"

"Ye Xiaowen?" Wu Zhiyuan then remembered that when he went to the hospital to look for Liu Mengran, he left her a phone number.

And he told her that she wanted to take revenge and could find him.

This woman thought he was the murderer of Wang Shanghuai, and she also made things difficult for Liu Mengran.

Unexpectedly, just one day later, she called. Could it be that she had news about Huan'er?

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly asked, "Where are you?"

"I just got off work and was at the gate of Jinduhui! I have no place to go!"

"Jinduhui?"

Wu Zhiyuan frowned. During the day today, didn’t Zhang Yijie temporarily seal all nightclubs? Is Jin Duhui still open?

"You take a taxi, come to Hequn Road, drive a room at Hongyun Hotel, and wait for me! Remember to see if anyone is following you. Call the driver and go around a few more times. When you arrive, call me!"

"I……"

"You said it was my friend!"

After Wu Zhiyuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Speaking of which, when he came to Wucheng, the first clue to find Huan'er was Ye Xiaowen.

But unexpectedly, so many things happened one after another. Especially Wang Shanghuai's death also cast a shadow on Wu Zhiyuan's heart.

At the time, Wu Zhiyuan met Ye Xiaowen and fought with Zhang Yijie in Jinduhui. At that time, Zheng Yong was also in Jinduhui.

He followed Ye Xiaowen and saw Huan'er at the door of the Public Security Bureau.

In the end, Wang Shanghuai died and was shot in the head in front of Zhang Yijie. Huan'er's viciousness can be imagined.

He had to act carefully. Since Huan'er could follow Ye Xiaowen and finally killed Wang Shanghuai, he could use her again to find Wu Zhiyuan.
To be continued...