Big brother Liu's body slowly emerged, and his body began to emit black gas around him. Now it looks more frightening than just one head. The morning seemed to be frightened. He stepped back and grabbed my hand and whispered, "Do you remember the sign you took out from my hair?"

"That's true? For the sake of town?"

Without answering me, she pushed me in the corridor direction and said, "Go and get it."

Although she spoke to me, her eyes were always looking at Big Brother Liu's ghost. I knew that she wanted the symbol to calm the ghost in front of her.

Big Brother Liu, who emits black air in front of me, looks very evil. I tremble my legs and carefully want to run past him. Who knows that when I arrived at the stairway, I was thrown over and fell down the stairs. I was scared to death. Ah-ah, I stretched out my hand to grab the handrail of the stairs. It didn't roll to the end like a ball, but my leg was hit alive. It hurts and it won't move for a while.

Morning saw me fall down and shouted, "Don't hurt him."

It's strange that the building is so quiet that we can't hear anything except the morning sounds. It seems that there are only three of us left in the whole building. Oh, no, it's a person, a ghost and an inflatable doll.

I struggled to think of it. I saw the morning stretching out her hand to Big Brother Liu, and there was a black air around her little hand like Jade. The black air shot at Big Brother Liu like a sword.

Brother Liu's body was askew around the black gas dissipated a little, but he was more angry, rushed to the morning, I screamed, only listened to the morning curse: "Not yet to get it!"

"Okay, hold on." Only then did I wake up and shout and run to the second floor room.

When I got to my room, I rummaged around on the table. What about that? Where did Fu go?

At this moment, I heard the sound of the siren coming closer and closer. My heart was relaxed. It was so good that the police came. But I think the police can't catch ghosts when they come, and I have to find the charm. I still can't find anything on the bedside cabinet when I turn it over. I can't help but panic.

Let's go and see what happened in the morning. I turned around and knocked over the chair. The sign was under the leg of the chair. I took it off carefully and pushed it aside and rushed out.

The police stopped him as soon as he left the house. "Go back to your house, don't run around."

"My wife is still on it." Somehow, the wife blurted out.

The policeman looked at me and said, "Follow me."

When I went to the third floor, I was surprised that there was no movement at all! It should not be said that Big Brother Liu and Chenchen did not move at all.

Some police officers were asking the landlord's aunt questions, some police and medical staff were discussing Liu's body below, and other residents in the building began to probe their heads again.

It's strange that when Big Brother Liu stood at the third floor just now like a duel in the morning, the whole building seemed dead.

Now I look at the empty third floor corridor and it's really silly! What's the matter? Was it all my illusion just now? Morning is my illusion, so is Big Brother Liu! Also, how can inflatable dolls become living people and how can ghosts exist when people die?

The policeman looked down the corridor and found Mrs. Liu's house accurately. When he went there, he said to me, "Where's your wife? Are you scared off? Call her back quickly. We'll ask all the people in the building.

I hung, turned and ran downstairs to my room. The seafood noodles on the table were still hot, the chairs were upside down, the things on the bedside cabinet were in a mess, and the most important thing was that my inflatable doll was lying on the bed.

But instead of being in bed, she was lying on it. Her hair was a little messy. She was wearing pink underwear inside and my overcoat outside.

Is everything true just now?

I approached the bed and whispered, "Morning!"

No answer, I put my hand under her nose, no breath, and I did not touch her face, wet and slippery but not animated.

As I sat on the bed, I happened to bump into my injured thigh. "Paralysis! What's wrong with this? Why so unlucky, so evil! "

There was a knock at the door, and my nerves, which I had just relaxed, tightened up again.'Who is it?'

"Police!" Listen to the voice of the policeman who just led me up to the third floor.

I looked at the chaotic room, tore open the quilt, covered the whole morning, and raised the chair before I opened the door.

The policeman looked inside and then at me.'Has your wife come back yet?'

I pointed to the bed.'I was so frightened that I hid in the quilt. I didn't see her running to the third floor, so I went up and looked for her. He glanced at me without further investigation and asked me a few questions before leaving.

When he left, I blew my breath in the morning, put it back in the box, thought about it, and stuck it in the back of her head.

Mrs. Liu's case was very simple. At first glance, she committed suicide. The police rushed to close the case. The landlord aunt was afraid of making a big noise and nobody dared to rent her house. When she stood at the entrance of the building early in the morning waiting for people to go to class, she told her, "Don't talk about it all the time. She can't imagine if it's her unhappiness, let her go easily. Let's not worry about it. I'll burn more money for her, and it won't happen. You can rest assured."

Residents in the building, whether they are