Gu Mo was panicked and stopped eating noodles. He threw the money on the table and ran away like running for his life.

After running out of a street, Gu Mo was so tired that he was breathing, as if he was exhausted, he held a telephone pole and took out his cell phone tremblingly.

"Look for me an expert, an expert who can see the listening skills, immediately, immediately, now!" Gu Mo gave an order to Xiaojuantou.

The little curly head on the other end of the phone seemed to have not woken up yet, and he was confused and said "ah" in a daze.

Gu Mo was about to be patient and talked to Xiaojuan again.

Bang!

Gu Mo's hand shook, and his phone fell to the ground, causing the back shell and battery panel to fly away.

Gu Mo is really strong in listening skills.

I also heard the sound, but I didn't understand where it came from. Gu Mo was already staring at the concrete floor five meters away in front of me.

He raised his head and looked at the residential building in the sun. It was hot and shivered. Looking at the concrete floor, his face turned pale.

"Young man, are you okay?" The sanitation worker who was pushing the garbage truck passed by, looked at Gu Mo suspiciously, and then looked at the land, "You know the man who died a few days ago?"

"What?" Gu Mo's voice was a little fluttering, all of which were full of breath.

The old man didn't hear it, and didn't care. He said to himself: "What a sin. A good person is gone. It's not easy to do now. Who would have thought that repairing an air conditioner would die."

Gu Mo was still stunned.

The old man glanced at him and stopped talking. He pushed the garbage truck and continued to walk.

Gu Mo wiped his forehead and sweated his hands.

Bang!

Gu Mo shivered for a moment, stared at the land in horror, turned around stiffly, and ran wildly again.

I now understand Gu Mo's unique ability. He can not only hear ghosts, but also other abnormal sounds. For a moment, I was even a little lucky. I just saw ghosts. There are so many dead people in this world, and only a few have become ghosts? But what about Gu Mo? He can hear supernatural sounds almost anytime and anywhere.

After running home all the way, Gu Mo panted and made a sound when he took out the key. His hands were trembling and trembling, shaking so hard that the keys kept ringing.

Gu Mo's eyes were very stiff, as if he was staring at the lockhole.

I suddenly woke up.

He could hear the sound of the high heels!

I have to work hard to hear it now, because Gu Mo's breathing and the sound of the keys all covered the sound of the high heels, but Gu Mo is different, his hearing is so good!

Open the door, close it, and do it in one go. But it cannot isolate the sound.

Gu Mo looked frightened and looked for the headphones to put them on before gradually calming down.

Gumo's home has an old desktop computer.

My opinion is that old age. I have never used such a bulky computer.

Gu Mo skillfully turned on the computer, connected to the Internet, and searched for the keyword "ghost".

At this time, the Internet was not yet developed enough, and there was too little information to provide Gu Mo. The expression on Gu Mo's face was very solemn. He used those few messages, whether it was classical Chinese written in unknown ancient books, or the experience of encountering ghosts who appeared in the forum, as important secrets. After careful study, the solemn expression on his face gradually turned into anxiety.

Dingdong Dingdong

Bang bang bang bang...

Dinglingling

"Mr. Gu!"

I looked at the door and the phone, and then looked at Gu Mo wearing professional headphones. I didn't know how to remind him that Xiao Kutou was coming.

Xiaojuantou had the key to Gu Mo's family, so he opened the door and came in. He patted Gu Mo's shoulder, almost scared Gu Mo so much that he jumped three feet high.

"What are you doing?" Gu Mo took off his headphones and immediately changed his face. He should be able to hear the sound of high heels.

Little Curly said innocently: "Isn't it Mr. Gu, do you want to see an expert? I've found it and call your phone, turn it off. I knocked on the door and called, but you didn't respond. I thought you were not at home."

Gu Mo wiped the sweat from his head and said, "I've found it, just go and have a look." When he said this, he lost his eagerness when he called.

Xiao Curly didn't pay attention, and went downstairs with Gu Mo and took a taxi to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, Gu Mo's situation became even worse.

Ahem!

Clang...

"Save me, I don't want to die!"

"Wow, mom, wow..."

Gu Mo hugged his head, and as soon as he stepped into the hospital, he turned around and rushed out.

I was also frustrated by the noise and felt a chill on my back.

How many things are there in the hospital? Is every deceased staying in the living room?

Gu Mo was in pain, and Xiao Kutou didn't understand.

"I want to find a master, a monk, or a Taoist priest, do you understand?" Gu Mo said with difficulty.

The little curly head looked weird, "Mr. Gu, are you looking for it too?"

"What does it mean?" Gu Mo's mind was not bad, and he keenly captured the words used in the small curl.

"I heard that the main creators of Love, Director Chu, Actor Kang, and Queen Wen, have all found a master." Xiaojuantou said awkwardly.

Gu Mo widened his eyes and slapped his thighs, "So that's it! The crux of the matter is here!"

I thought to myself, the crux of the problem is not there, the cause may be there. I saw the abnormality of the kimono, not because of the abnormality of the kimono itself, but because I had been to Aoba Supernatural Firm before.

Gu Mo couldn't wait to snatch Xiaojuantou's cell phone and called Director Chu to find Director Chu. He was straight to the point, told his situation, and said bluntly that he knew that Director Chu was not right and wanted to ask someone to see it.

The little cursive head who was listening next to him looked incredible.

Director Chu's sigh could be heard along with his phone, "You come here."

Gu Mo regained his energy and took a taxi to find Director Chu.

Of course, I followed him. After I went there, I saw the young man sitting in the living room.

Judging from his dress and figure, this young man is about twenty years old, between a teenager and a young man. I can't see his face because his face is completely blurred.

A flash of inspiration in my mind, staring at the young man in a daze.

"Xiao Gu, this is Ye Qing, the master I invited." Director Chu introduced.

"So young?" Gu Mo was shocked.

Ye Qing turned his head and must have looked at Gu Mo. His voice was younger than what I heard in the recording, but his tone remained unchanged for thousands of years. "This person is very clean and he has no ghosts."

Gu Mo didn't care about Ye Qing's age and hurriedly told his experience.

Director Chu looked at Gu Mo in surprise.

Ye Qing listened quietly, and the blurry face kept facing Gu Mo's face.

The two faces were slanted together, and I suddenly realized that Gu Mo's face had become clear at some point. The mosaic was thinner, and I still couldn't see his appearance clearly, but I could see his expression.

"You are not seeing ghosts, you hear the sound of the dead souls." Ye Qing said slowly, "After a person dies, he will not go to the underworld immediately, but will stay in the world of the world for a while. Some will stay with the corpse and remain in the underworld. When the corpse is cremated, they will go to the underworld to be reincarnated. Some will stay in the place of death, just like the earth-bound spirit, but it is only a short period before the earth-bound spirit. Either repeat the short moment before death, or know that they are dead and are waiting for reincarnation. What you hear is the sound they make."
Chapter completed!