Simple words are difficult to express the writer's emotions.

But Li Yun instinctively felt that the other party must be trembling and cautious when editing such a text message at this point in time.

He should be afraid. Although he was afraid, he bravely sent him to verify.

This is probably because he is too scared and fails to figure out the truth, which will cause him to fall into greater fear.

Imagination is sometimes more terrifying than reality.

Li Yun hesitated for a while and replied to the message

[I am Li Yun. Who are you?]

The message was sent for a while, but Li Yun did not receive a reply.

Just when he thought the other party was satisfied and was not ready to continue communicating with him, his cell phone rang.

It seems that the other party is not satisfied with receiving such a message.

Li Yun pressed the answer button.

No one made a sound on the other end of the phone, and no breathing even came.

Li Yun broke the quiet, "Hey? Hello. I am Li Yun."

He admitted his identity openly and was also curious about the other party's identity.

The reason why I could face someone I knew during my lifetime was thanks to his narrow interpersonal circle.

His closest relatives have passed away, and there are no friends he can call him the most. The remaining people, distant relatives, colleagues, classmates... are not related, they can only call him the people he knows.

Li Yun confesses his identity and will not be too entangled. At most, he can change his mobile phone number. Or he can regard this as a prank. After a while, the person on the other end of the phone may tell his ghost experience vividly to his friends after dinner.

When Li Yun thought of this, he felt a little funny.

He relaxed and quietly waited for the response from the other end of the phone.

"I...I am Zhou Ping..."

The other party's dry sound came into his ears.

Li Yun's relaxed mood suddenly solidified.

He was slightly surprised and then became serious.

"Zhou Ping...well...sorry. I scared you that day." Li Yun remembered what happened when he first became a ghost.

He scared Zhou Ping.

I don’t know if it was his strange and bizarre death that scared Zhou Ping or his ghost that scared Zhou Ping. In short, Zhou Ping fainted at that time.

Li Yun had long thought of apologizing to Zhou Ping, but now he finally got his wish.

"You, are you dead? Where are you now?" Zhou Ping's voice gradually became normal. "I contacted the police station, your body... Well, your body was originally placed there. Something seemed to have happened there. A forensic doctor seemed to be involved in the case of buying and selling human bodies. Where is your body now? I can help you find it back and help you with funerals. I can't contact your family, the company, and the police can't contact you either."

Zhou Ping quickly explained the situation after Li Yun's death, as if he was eager to help Li Yun bury him.

Li Yun was stunned.

He thought about what Zhou Ping said for a while, and his expression became strange.

"How come you have this phone number?" Li Yun asked.

"It's not you-?" Zhou Ping blurted out his answer and stopped halfway.

The phone call became silent again.

"How do you have this number?" Li Yun asked the question again.

Far away in another city, Zhou Ping sat on the bed in the bedroom, holding his cell phone tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

He was very confused, but Li Yun calmed down and his calm voice made him want to talk.

Without hesitation, he told his experience during this period.

Those Li Yun, that Zhang Xinqian, that strange Chen Junan... and the shouts like hallucinations.

He thought it was Li Yun who was calling himself, just like the call of ghosts common in ghost stories.

If there was no subsequent incident, Zhou Ping must have thought he had auditory hallucinations;

If Zhou Ping had not heard Li Yun's call, he would have avoided in horror when encountering what happened later.

He felt that Li Yun was asking him to help with his funeral.

Li Yun's face became even more strange.

He did think of Zhou Ping not long ago, and he was a little concerned about his situation and a subtle apology. But he had never asked Zhou Ping to dream. Perhaps it was because of his strange ability that his thoughts were conveyed to Zhou Ping's consciousness. He had guided Yan Yu's emotions, and might have guided Zhou Ping's emotions inadvertently.

"It's okay. I don't have to worry about my affairs." Li Yun said.

Those "Li Yun" matters should have ended.

The murderer had been killed long ago, and the missing No. 2 was found, and the other deceased... Li Yun counted it silently in his heart, and confirmed that there was no omission, so he completely let go.

As for the deaths of Zhang Xinqian and Chen Junan... it can only be attributed to unlucky.

Just like the unlucky Bai Ying and Xu Mengmeng, they caught the mistress and caught the monster Yi Xin on the head and met the bird of death...

Li Yun sighed silently in his heart, sympathizing with the strange woman who sent private messages to strange stories, and even more sympathizing with the little forensic doctor who had met several times.

"Is that true?" Zhou Ping was still in doubt, but he didn't dare to force Li Yun. His tone was not firm, and he also felt a sense of relief.

"Well, that's it." Li Yun replied affirmatively, "Don't call this number again. Live your life well."

Li Yun's last words were in a blessing tone.

Zhou Ping felt that this was a farewell.

He remembered Li Yun's death and the legs he had seen that were not a living person.

"Goodbye." Li Yun said.

Zhou Ping was a little dazed, and after a while he replied, "Goodbye."

To say two words, it is like completing a ceremony of some kind.

The phone hangs up.

Zhou Ping looked at the screen of the phone and found that the phone was automatically turned off.

A feeling came to his heart.

In the few seconds after the reboot, Zhou Ping felt that the air around him had changed.

The originally confused brain became clearer.

It's like the smog dissipating, like the green grassland after the rain.

After the phone was turned on, Zhou Ping confirmed the address book and communication record.

That set of numbers disappeared.

The phone record just now also did not exist.

Everything seems to have never appeared.

It's over.

Zhou Ping thought so.

Those people should have rested in peace.

Li Yun also rested in peace.

He felt the sunshine.

The sun shines through the window.

It turned out that before I knew it, the night had passed.

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Meng Sinan's night has not passed yet.

He saw the monster with long hands and feet again.

The monster squatted outside his window, his ugly and deformed head swaying, as if looking for something in the night.

Meng Sinan has not turned on the lights now.

The silhouettes of monsters he saw came from the moonlight hitting the window.

The moon tonight is incredibly bright, clearly outlining the outline of the monster.

Meng Sinan was not nervous, but just opened his eyes and stared at the monster, as if observing the little pet he raised. He was not in a relaxed mood either. He could not predict what the monster would do. Maybe in the next second, the monster would break into the window and kill him.

He stared like this for a while before he saw the monster jumping into the air and the silhouette on the window disappeared.

Meng Sinan did not let go of his guard.

He waited for a while, but he didn't see the monster coming back, so he turned on the bedside lamp.

The dim light illuminates the interior.
To be continued...