After checking out in a hurry, Zhang Luo decided to go home overnight.
On the way, Bai Su asked about his doubts.
"... is the most common Morse code. The translation is a love letter I wrote to her. I still keep that thing at home. She has been tapping her fingers regularly on the table from time to time. I have noticed it a long time ago. So I signaled
Wu Xin asked her to write it down on the table. I just said that because I was afraid of being stolen. Listen. You also saw it just now. Wu Xin dug out that thing in his bag. He was able to sew it on the mezzanine for me in such a short time.
"Zhong. Xia Zisu's Bichi is also brave, and she didn't forget to pass on the news to me at this time." Zhang Luo sneered, "It's really awesome. The Other Side is almost becoming a spy movie."
Ghosts can communicate with their minds, and of course they can write passwords on the table without a sound. Fortunately, he can still fight with Xia Zisu back and forth. His acting skills are not even half-starred, how can he look like two junior high school students?
What's more, it's Morse code. Do ordinary people understand this kind of thing?
Zhang Luo only remembered that another world was mentioned in the textbook in junior high school, but it was only mentioned. Fortunately, he had some understanding and his memory was not bad. Of course, more importantly, the Morse code was simple enough.
But Bai Su stopped immediately, as if he was hit by a bolt from the blue: "Love letter?"
Zhang Luo's face was a little dark. He didn't know whether that thing was true or false, because he had traveled through time. But regardless of whether it was true or false, the words inside were his and had not escaped. No matter who looked at it, it was definitely a dark history. It was just too much to keep.
forget.
Then in the blink of an eye, he saw Bai Suxuan looking like she was about to cry.
Yes, the two sides have completely different concerns.
This needs to be explained, otherwise the last helper will run away.
But it's not a problem, I believe he really doesn't know.
"Maybe it was my old one, but Xia Zisu gave it back to me. I didn't even know that I wrote a love letter to her." Zhang Luo said this casually and unconcernedly.
Bai Su thought of Zhang Luo's attitude towards him a few weeks ago, and seemed to have the answer.
Fortunately, Brother Luo had forgotten what happened before. She suddenly had such an idea, and felt that she really shouldn't have it. Her thoughts were too bad, so she quickly found a way to get rid of it.
She wiped her tears and said with force, "Brother Luo, it's okay. You don't have to explain to me. I'm fine."
Zhang Luo, who was holding an umbrella, rolled his eyes and asked, "Are you still going to play catch up with me and get into a car accident? So, how can a little boy of thirteen or fourteen have such a soft intestine?"
, do you know what love is? A little teasing will turn your face red. Such a novice doesn't want to learn, but learns some nonsense.
He doesn't have time to waste time with his girl on a trivial matter.
Pouring his lips, he took Bai Su on the night bus. In this situation, some things really had to be done.
Able people should do more work.
But someone seems to have forgotten something.
In the hotel.
Mo Lei was staring blankly at the empty guest room in front of him. He was chasing an evil spirit, but the guy ran extremely fast. Because he chased too far, the building was empty when he came back.
So, why didn't anyone wait for him or take him back?
Mo Lei fell into deep thoughts and doubts about ghosts...
In the early morning, get on the high-speed train.
Bai Su fell asleep leaning against Zhang Luo. The girl had become accustomed to his close contact and even felt more comfortable. Zhang Luo closed his eyes and fell asleep. There were not many people on the high-speed train. There must be some people traveling between the cities on the island in the middle of the night.
It's urgent, no one is sleeping
, for fear of passing the station.
However, compared to the special trains in Songshan and Longmen, this high-speed train around the island is definitely much further away. The lights in the train are not conspicuous, probably to facilitate the people taking the train to rest.
The night was very deep, and the rain outside hit the car window, forming sloping water marks. The rural background outside the window, illuminated by city lights, showed a dark purple turbidity and haziness in the night sky, giving people a sense of
The ominous feeling is two extremes from the girl's dreamlike beauty during the day.
But no one looked out the window, everyone was very tired, even Zhang Luo's spirit became haggard after a series of changes.
With the sound of the train hitting the rails, the carriage became extremely quiet as the rainy night continued.
The temperature in the train was slowly dropping. Wu Xin slowly got out of his bag and pulled Zhang Luo's clothes with one arm.
Zhang Luo woke up suddenly: "When did you actually fall asleep?"
He was a little confused, but he looked at Wu Xin beside him and understood. He didn't move, the silence around him was terrifying, and there was a slight chill that penetrated into his bones.
Something's not right, let's take a look at the situation.
But one thing is for sure.
ghost.
I actually saw a ghost again.
Supernatural incidents seem to have become more frequent recently.
Sure enough, after a while, Zhang Luo saw a strange sight.
In the dimly lit train, a strange man stood in the aisle of the train. He was wearing a shabby winter coat even though it was September. In his hand was a stack of leaflets, which he was handing out to the passengers on the train.
.
As he approached step by step, the dim lights above his head flickered, as if the contact was poor. However, Zhang Luo didn't see how he walked clearly. He just got closer the moment he handed out the leaflets. If you don't know the truth, you might think that your eyes
You were wrong, this way of walking is considered weird even among ghosts.
As the ghost approached, Zhang Luo also saw his appearance clearly. According to the shape of the coat and the dog-skin hat, Zhang Luo reminded Zhang Luo of the military coats in his own world. It is estimated that this world will not be too different.
I judged that it should have been green originally, but it was covered in dirt and turned black, with mud on it, as if it had just crawled out of the ground.
He glanced at the muddy yellow water stains dripping from his coat, and he was basically sure that it was caused by the rainy night disaster, and a ghost was dug out from the ground.
Or manufactured.
No matter what, he must be in trouble.
Zhang Luo looked at the leaflet in his hand again. The leaflet was probably not a good thing. It was probably either a medium for killing people or something to induce people to be killed.
It is impossible to promote a hospital’s professional research on sexually transmitted diseases.
Zhang Luo glanced at the girl sleeping soundly in his arms, thinking about what to do.
He shook Bai Su and whispered: "Su Su, wake up quickly."
"Brother Luo, what's wrong?" The girl rubbed her eyes and opened them in a daze, her clear eyes looking dazed.
Zhang Luo was afraid that something unexpected would happen if she frightened her, so he covered her lips and pointed forward.
When Bai Su looked ahead, his eyes widened immediately, and the shock and fear on his face could not be concealed: "Uh! Wuwu!!"
Zhang Luo waited until he calmed down before letting go and taking out the things in his backpack, including the Diting book and candlesticks.
Originally, if it was an ordinary item, it wouldn’t be listed on the list.
Cars, but these are supernatural items, and there is no trace of their existence in most technological means or they will show inexplicable scenes. Unless you search for them manually, there will be no problem.
"Su Su, please step back, I'm going to test this guy's depth." Zhang Luo handed the bag to her and turned to leave.
"Brother Luo!" Bai Su suddenly took his hand, looked at Zhang Luo's face, and swallowed his original words: "Pay attention to safety."
Zhang Luo's lips twitched, but he didn't say anything. He only remained firm, and his tall and broad back blocked the girl's face...
These are all the imaginations of a pregnant girl.
What Zhang Luo was actually thinking in his heart was: "Damn, little brat, don't set a flag for me if you're fine!"
He had a dark look on his face. It didn't seem too difficult at first, so don't make any trouble.
An ancient book in one hand, a candlestick in another, and the ghost Wu Xin. No matter how you look at it, you can keep this ghost behind. Why do you feel a little uneasy?
"No matter what, let's use cannon fodder to clear the way first." Zhang Luo gritted his teeth, opened the ancient book, and found nothing.
"..." Zhang Luo finally thought that the elevator ghost hadn't come back yet, and he wanted to cover his face, "I'm really confused. I actually forgot about that guy at the dragon gate."
Fortunately, the ancient books can be recovered directly.
The kid who was summoned still looked confused, his dark eyes seemed to be in a daze, he had just been chasing the high-speed train based on his feelings.
I don’t know who gave it the courage. His special ability is just to play with the elevator, and it actually competes with the high-speed rail in speed.
"Plug this into it!" Zhang Luo thrust the candlestick into the kid's hand and gave the order without hesitation, aiming directly at the flyer ghost.
The little ghost was just a vicious spirit. Under the control of the ancient book, he carried out Zhang Luo's orders to the letter, and rushed forward with the candlestick in his arms. His decisiveness and tragedy were no less than those who shouted "Allah Akbar"
Guy.
But as soon as Mo Lei approached, the candlestick was opened, and the ghost in the coat actually grabbed the kid, slapped and folded it in a weird way, and turned it into a leaflet and distributed it.
Zhang Luo's jaw almost dropped. He quickly opened the ancient book. The real name on the contract of the little ghost Mo Lei was blurred, and it seemed that he had lost part of his power.
But it wasn't over yet. He seemed to have noticed Zhang Luo's special behavior, and the flyer ghost stopped handing out flyers one by one. He raised his head, and his face that was originally under the shadow of the dog-skin hat emerged. It was so rotten that it was disgusting, and even his eyeballs were broken.
No more, only dirt and corpse water are left in the empty eye sockets.
Almost instantly, a strong stench hit his nostrils, and the ghost was in front of Zhang Luo.
Its rotten hand picked up a leaflet and was about to deliver it to Zhang Luo.
Almost as soon as he came in front of him, Zhang Luo was instantly horrified and subconsciously stepped back, but the distance between the two parties did not change at all.
"What kind of weird ability is this!" Zhang Luo was horrified and quickly used the ancient book to suppress the hand that sent the leaflet.
You don’t need to think about it to know that this thing is definitely not a good thing!
But Zhang Luo immediately felt a huge force from the ghost's hand, forcing him to hold the ancient book with both hands to resist it. He didn't dare to touch the ghost directly. Who knew what the corpse water was?
Moreover, he had already seen a black and white portrait from Guishou's flyer, and the human form inside was changing. From Zhang Luo's current appearance to the appearance of a tragic death.