He put on his presbyopic glasses and took a look at his cell phone. He frowned and said, "It's just an ordinary ghost charm!"

town ghost charm? Is Morning a ghost? Or a ghost attached to an inflatable doll.

The little old man looked up at me for a moment and said, "You look like a ghost, but you have your noble man. I can't help you, so I just didn't want to help you."

He handed it back to me. "Okay, boy, go back. You've been suffering a lot lately, but your life is safe. You can rest assured."

"Rest assured? Boss, how can I rest assured when there are many disasters and hardships? Besides, broken leg is also called life-free, blind and disabled are not all life-free. Can you help me change my luck? No matter how much it costs.

"Shipping? Boy, do you think that's what you said? He stretched out his long and dry fingers, pointing to the top of his finger, "Change orders, change transportation, it is against the sky, will be scolded by heaven. I don't have the courage to do that. Please be smart.

He pointed to the door and retracted behind the counter.

I couldn't help it, so I had to step out. His expression and tone let me know that he didn't really want to help me, but he didn't want to help me. He felt that I should be satisfied if I had no worries about my life.

But who is the noble person he said? Is it the landlady? I shook my head violently. It was impossible. My aunt always seemed to look at me badly. I just couldn't stop rolling at the sight of me. This fierce-tempered aunt could not be my noble.

After a morning stroll outside, I returned home. Maybe the landlady didn't sleep well last night to make up for her sleep. She didn't sit in the doorway like a watchdog.

I went upstairs and the first thing I did was to open the box. She was still in it. What should I do? Return her intact to the shopkeeper?

Remembering the bowl of noodles she made for me yesterday, I suddenly felt a little reluctant, not only to give up, but also to blame myself for putting the morning in the box. She must be stuffy, so I took her out and put her in bed.

When I pressed my hand on the inflatable switch, I woke up suddenly. When I entered the door, I just wanted to look at it. No problem, I sealed the box and sent it to the express company.

But as soon as I opened the box and saw her face, the idea changed. I stopped and looked at her face. Maybe it was because she was full of gas and let it go. Her left face seemed a little unnatural. Anyway, it was not as beautiful as she could say she could run, but it was this face that made me fascinated and reluctant to give up.

When I thought about it, I was even more frightened. I rushed her back into the box and found wide tape to seal it.

Back, today she must be returned, no matter how beautiful it is, it will kill me.

Seal up the box, I open the computer and start contacting the buyer. It's OK to throw nine or nine things at random, but she's so weird that I have to ask her clearly, otherwise it's my fault to throw something that someone else found out happened.

I went to Taobao and found that the shopkeeper was not there, and I didn't respond to the shock. I thought about what happened yesterday. I was very angry and sent several articles to tell him about it and asked him what it was like.

But after waiting for half a day, the shopkeeper did not reply.

I was so angry that I threw the mouse aside. What should I do?

Alarm? I'm sure nobody will listen to me. Maybe I'll think I'm crazy and take me for psychiatric tests.

You can't throw it away, you can't hurt others, you can burn it? Even if I have a cruel heart, but useful? Will she come back to me?

I had no idea for a long time, so I decided to wait for the damn shopkeeper for a while. If he didn't pay attention to me, I would take the box to look for the little old man in the afternoon.

I made up my mind that just after opening the game for a while, the team leader called me and said that there was a batch of urgent goods, which must be finished today, so that I could go back as soon as I was free.

I'm not in the mood to do anything with a ghostly inflatable doll in the house.

The team leader was always good to his brothers. I couldn't pull him on the back legs. So I took my cell phone and wallet to the factory. I could get off work at six o'clock in the workshop. Who knows that I had stayed up until eight o'clock today?

Everyone was so busy that none of them said they would leave. I had to put down the matter of inflatable dolls first.

After eight o'clock, the group leader asked us to have a draft beer and supper, and I was going to fade home. Wherever there was the mood, I said hello to him and went home. When I came downstairs, my eyes involuntarily glanced at the place where Mrs. Liu had fallen to death, I always felt that the building was a bit gloomy. The landlord's aunt usually keeps the open windows closed, and I guess she's afraid.

I walked two steps back to my room and found it wrong as soon as I entered the door. Why is it colder inside than outside? I took a breath and could see the white fog. It's May. It's going to be summer soon. Why is the temperature so low? I shivered and looked around the house. The electricity in the old building could not be controlled by air-conditioning at all. This is absolutely not artificial refrigeration. What's the matter?

Morning! It must be because of her! There's a ghost in my house! After thinking about this possibility, I ran to the corner to find the sealed box, ran downstairs with my arms, ran to the garbage dump at the entrance of the lane, and threw the box at the top of the garbage dump.

I'm sorry, Morning, whether you're good or bad, you're