(My books seem to lack popularity. I hope that those who like my works will not be stingy with the tickets in their hands. Thank you! Also: I found that there are many questions in the book review. Next week, I will open a book review exchange post in each work to specifically answer and exchange questions in the book review message.)

"Blind! I am blind, why can't I see where you are?" Feng Junzi looked around and looked at him and was surprised.

"I am Masako, I am right next to you, Master Feng, can't you even hear my voice?" The sound in the air was still crisp in my ears.

"Duck? Can duck speak?" Although Feng Junzi was afraid, he still didn't forget to make a few jokes to boost his courage. As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt a stern in his heart. He remembered where he had heard the word Masako. He asked in a stuttering tone: "You are... Aoba... Masako?"

"Yes, it's me, Master Feng, you can't go in." This voice has been in my ears, as if to remind Feng Junzi not to enter this big iron gate.

Although the sound was not loud, Feng Junzi's head was buzzing, as if all the blood in his body surged onto his head. One head seemed to have become three times larger than usual. As soon as the sun set, he saw a ghost! It can't be said to be a ghost, but listened to a ghost! Masako Aoba, a legend from sixty years ago, a nightmare not long ago, the dreamer who looked like a peach wood bell!

Feng Junzi looked around, but still no one saw it. He pressed his chest with his hand, as if he wanted to press the beating heart, took a few deep breaths, and then he plucked up his courage: "Okay, you are Masako, then why can't I go in? This door was locked, I can't get in."

"I know that Master Feng, you have unique skills. This door will definitely not stop you, but the door is very dangerous and full of death. Life cannot enter."

There is actually a "person" who says Feng Junzi has unique skills. If he were somewhere else, Feng Junzi would probably laugh out loud. But now he can only smile bitterly, which is ugly than crying. It seems that the person who spoke was indeed Masako Aoba, but Masako Aoba said that he was not what Feng Junzi said to him, but he regarded him as Feng Xingzhi sixty years ago.

Feng Junzi felt his scalp numb, and he wanted to explain a few words to the invisible Masako Aoba, but after thinking for a moment, he gave up this idea and asked, "Okay, I won't go in, so can you tell me what's inside?"

"It's very deep and very big, with many round pillars inside, and these pillars emit a kind of death spirit outward."

After hearing this, Feng Junzi already understood, which also confirmed his previous suspicion. The fluorescent cement columns seen on the beach some time ago have origins. They did not appear occasionally, but someone was using the abandoned air-raid shelter here to make a warehouse. The warehouse was probably filled with nuclear waste or other polluted garbage. Feng Junzi untied a mystery in his heart, but the answer of this mystery brought him more mystery - who did this? What was the matter with him just now?

At this time, a sea breeze blew, and the grass and trees around him were rustling, just like countless footsteps of invisible people. Feng Junzi felt cold all over his body and did not dare to speak anymore. Instead, he hurriedly fled from this place and turned around, and always felt that there was something invisible following him.

...

"Lingling, can you explain the phenomenon of auditory hallucination? It is because you can clearly hear the sound of speaking in your ears, but you can't see the person talking?" That night, Feng Junzi sat on the sofa and asked Taomu Ling.

Taomuling's expression was still gentle and quiet: "Audit hallucination? It is just a kind of hallucination, which is more common in schizophrenia. Of course, this may occur in normal people. In the cases I have come into contact with, many people claim that they have heard the voice of Allah or God. They are all sane people, but they are also devout religious believers."

Feng Junzi: "I don't believe in any religion. Do you think I'm schizophrenia?"

Taomuling: "I can't tell. I'm just a psychology student, not a doctor in a mental hospital. It turns out that you are talking about yourself, let me look at your eyes."

Feng Junzi raised his head to greet Taomuling's direct gaze. Her black and white eyes were without any impurities, beautiful and pure, making people feel intoxicated and even a little dizzy. Taomuling continued: "Have you seen something suspicious? And you have been to a suspicious place, and then you heard something?"

"That's how it is." Feng Junzi replied.

"This voice tells you that what you want to see is where you doubt it, and you don't have to enter the place where you don't want to go. In this way, you will find the answer, and you don't have to take risks in person, right?" Although Feng Junzi did not tell Taomuling about his afternoon experience, Taomuling's judgment was almost exactly the same. Feng Junzi believed that Taomuling had the ability to see through people's hearts.

Feng Junzi: "What you said is right, then do you think this is an illusion?"

Taomuling: "I can't say that. My tutor told me that psychology researchers cannot be influenced by the state of the subject, and cannot impose their own judgment on the other party's self-experience. The human heart is a very complex activity. I just tell you, if this is an illusion, what kind of reasonable explanation should be provided."

Feng Junzi: "Can you say more details?"

Taomuling said thoughtfully: "For many schizophrenia, they often build a person or thing that we cannot see out of thin air for various reasons, and then communicate with or participate in this matter. That is to say, they design a role that others don't understand, and then play the role themselves. The reason why this is pathological is that they weave a trap and then get in by themselves."

The words of Taomuling touched Feng Junzi's thoughts. He played Feng Xingzhi sixty years ago in his dream. Then Mr. Xiao repeatedly suggested that there was a mysterious connection between him and Feng Xingzhi sixty years ago. Feng Junzi was incredible to hear Masako's voice, but if he played Feng Xingzhi, then auditory hallucinations seemed to be taken for granted. He couldn't help but ask again: "Do you think I'm sick?"

Taomuling: "You have no problem with your control of your emotions, the logic of your thinking, and the accuracy of your expression. It's normal. In fact, you don't care whether you really have hallucinations, but you are just testing how much I know." Taomuling's expression was still calm, but there was a hint of displeasure in her tone.

Feng Junzi sighed, with apologies in his eyes. He was indeed testing the Taomu Ling. Since the Aoba Masako, who looked very similar to the Taomu Ling, appeared in a strange way, he was somewhat wary of the Taomu Ling, who could see through his own thoughts. This is also human nature.

...

Xiao Yunyi was a little unhappy when she was off work. While walking, she told several female colleagues around her that the boss was not. She often worked overtime at dinner and did not pay for overtime or buy dinner. As she was talking, she suddenly heard someone calling her: "Xiao Yunyi--" Looking up, she saw a young man standing at the gate in a cool position, looking at her with a smile. It was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time. This person was Feng Junzi.

The female companion beside Xiao Yunyi laughed at the same time, and she didn't know what she said in her ear. Xiao Yunyi was also surprised to see Feng Junzi, and came up and asked, "Why are you here?"

Feng Junzi: "I thought you were not a worldly fireworks. I used to work in an animation design company and got off work so late."

Xiao Yunyi did not answer immediately, but took out her cell phone and quickly dialed a phone: "Grandpa, I am Yunyun. I won't have to wait for me tonight for dinner. Someone invited me... It's Feng Junzi... Okay, let's not talk about it."

Feng Junzi almost made Xiao Yunyi amuse him. This girl was really able to climb along the rod. Before she could speak, she had already done the dinner. After Xiao Yunyi called and asked Feng Junzi with a smile: "I'm waiting for me to get off work. Wouldn't you invite me to a meal? It's time now, so how can I be hungry?"

Feng Junzi smiled bitterly and said, "This is your territory and you are the one who is the master of yours. I found that your temper is very similar to that of me, a friend who is a reporter." Feng Junzi thought of Lin Zhenzhen at this time.

Xiao Yunyi: "Are you a woman too? Are you beautiful?"

A woman is a woman, and when she opens her mouth, she is such a non-related problem. Feng Junzi thought about it carefully before answering: "She is as beautiful and generous as you."

...

"Xiao Yatou, eat slowly, I have something to ask you."

"It's okay, I'll eat mine, you ask yours."

"I have a friend who seems to be able to see what others are thinking, and even see what others are thinking. What do you think is going on?"

"This is called Xintong"

"There is another person who can hear voices that others cannot hear, or even hear people from sixty years ago. What's going on?"

"Feng Junzi, you are talking about yourself, this is called ears."

"What's the point of having a little girl who can see things that others can't see?"

"I'm not a little girl!" Xiao Yunyi finally stopped chopsticks and looked up and said, "This is called eye-catching!" After saying that, he suddenly realized something and stopped talking.

Feng Junzi smiled: "It seems you admit that what I am talking about is you. Today I came to you to borrow your eyes to take a look at me. What did you see? When I was at your house that night, what did you see?"

Xiao Yunyi did not look at Feng Junzi, but stared at the empty seat beside Feng Junzi and asked: "Feng Junzi, do you really want to know? I'm afraid you will be afraid of saying it."

Feng Junzi: "I will be scared if you don't say it out. What's going on? What's around me?"

Xiao Yunyi: "Grandpa said you will feel it. It seems that you really feel it. Then I will tell you. There is a person around you. I don't know if she should be said to be human, so I just pressed against you, wrapping my hands around your waist... Hey, are you okay?"

Although Feng Junzi was mentally prepared, he still took a breath after hearing Xiao Yunyi say such a scene, and his hands unconsciously stroked his waist. He finally understood why he felt his waist tight in the past few days. Xiao Yunyi asked again: "Did you scare you?"

Feng Junzi answered calmly as much as possible: "I'm afraid of scaring you. Even though I know I'm plagued by a female ghost, how dare you come out for dinner with me?"

Xiao Yunyi: "It's not me that she is pestering me. What's wrong with me? You should be the one who is afraid of me. But you don't seem to be as panicked as I thought."

Feng Junzi: "What do you want me to look like after hearing this news? I have seen a ghost before!"

Xiao Yunyi: "Ah! Have you ever seen a ghost? Then come and tell me."

Feng Junzi regretted it as soon as he said it. Xiao Yunyi seemed to be very interested in this kind of thing. He was afraid that he could not understand it after a few words: "I will tell you another story about the ghost hutong, and now I have another question to ask you."

Xiao Yunyi: "I know what you want to ask. I said you are very special and it doesn't matter yet, but after a long time, even if you have strong yang energy, you will not be able to bear it."

Feng Junzi: "I can't stand it now, tell me what to do, right? I can't always let her get entangled around me."

Xiao Yunyi: "The person who tied the bell is still necessary to untie the bell. Do you still remember how she appeared? Just the moment you tied the jade pendant to the sword spear. I said that the jade pendant was very yin and spiritual, so something should be attached to it. My grandfather said that the jade pendant was originally tied to the sword spear sixty years ago, and you tied it back sixty years later. The appearance of this female ghost may be related to this. How about it, is this meal worth it? It has helped you solve such a big problem."

Feng Junzi nodded: "It's worth it, it's worth it! I will take off the jade pendant when I get home and ask Ms. Qingye to return to the jade pendant and have a good rest."

Xiao Yunyi: "Don't you want to ask her why she pesters you?"

Feng Junzi: "You want to know, right? Don't be so curious. I will ask when it's time to ask, and I will tell you that at that time. I still have another question to ask you."

Xiao Yunyi: "Why do you have so many questions? This meal is too cheap for you."

Feng Junzi: "Xiao Yatou feels that she is at a disadvantage. She can invite you a few more meals another day... One person had a dream and dreamed that he became another person a long time ago. What's going on? Is it a reincarnation? Is there really such a thing?"

Xiao Yunyi: "I don't know whether to reincarnate or not. I have heard of this situation. This is called Mingtong! It is said that some people can occasionally see the past, and even some people can accidentally see the future. You can say it is Mingtong, but it is also a wise eye."

Feng Junzi: "So there is such a thing, so I hope there is a computer that can see the future stock market. Xiao Yatou, how can you know so many things at a young age?"

Xiao Yunyi: "Don't call me Xiao Yatou, I'm not young anymore. These things have been told to me by my grandfather since I was a child."

Feng Junzi: "The old man is really, how can I teach girls these things?"
Chapter completed!