Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 644 Ghost Hit the Wall (1)

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It would be great if Xiaoqian was by my side, I could chat non-stop to relieve my boredom, and I didn't have to be afraid of this remote, dull, long and cold alley.

Xuehu left, Long Zhutian left, master left, uncle died, Xiaoqian became a baby, and these people who were so important to her couldn't accompany her by her side one by one.

Could it be that he really wants five disadvantages and three deficiencies, and ends up alone?

Thinking about it, she felt a little sad.

For Long Zhutian's temporary farewells again and again, it's not that she has no nostalgia for it, but she is afraid that he will be taboo and have an accident when he is by her side, so she suppresses her thoughts and lets him go.

The reason why Xuehu suffered a catastrophe might be because of her.

And Master Uncle Master...

As she thought about it, she became upset.

"Little nephew—"

She suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Uncle Master?"

She looked up in surprise.

I saw my uncle standing under the flickering street lamp not far away, smiling and waving at her.

"Uncle-"

She was crying, her voice choked with sobs, and she ran forward and cried.

Who knows, as soon as she approached, he would go away again, always standing under the street lamp and waving.

Yang Zimei continued to chase...

After chasing and chasing, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

The uncle seems to be waving under the flickering street lamp, but his direction seems to be walking straight forward. How can he keep seeing the same street lamp?

Do all the street lights in this alley look similar?

Yang Zimei remembered that she had walked through this alley during the day before, and remembered that there were only three street lights in this alley, and she had passed at least a dozen street lights just now when she was chasing his uncle.

Moreover, I ran so fast, why haven't I walked out of this alley?

"Little nephew..."

The uncle stood in front and waved again. The street lamp beside him seemed to be the same as the street lamp he was standing on, flickering brightly and darkly.

The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong, and she took out a red string from her bag and tied it to the lamppost beside her, and then chased after the uncle's place.

As soon as she chased him, the uncle disappeared again, and he was still standing under a street lamp in front of him, waving at her.

When she saw the red rope on the lamppost beside her, her blood froze a little.

"How is this going?"

She reached out to touch the red string.

That's right, she tied the swastika knot.

He clearly walked forward just now, why did he come back to this lamppost?

Unwillingly, she continued to chase the uncle, but the result was still the same, she still returned to the lamp post tied with a red string.

"Uncle, how can you play with me like this?"

She yelled angrily at Yu Mako in front of her.

Yu Zhenzi didn't answer her, but just beckoned, with an ethereal voice, "Little Martial Nephew—"

Yang Zimei began to suspect that she was hallucinating.

Even if it's a ghost, uncle shouldn't joke with her like this.

She closed her eyes, listened carefully, and found that there was no sound of air flow around her, as if she was in a dead place without any life.

How is this going?

She opened her eyes again.

The street lamp beside him was flickering on and off, which was indescribably weird.

The street lamp with the uncle in front was also flickering at the same frequency, one on and one off, but it did not cast light or shadow on the uncle's face.

Yang Zimei opened his eyes to look, and found that it was still the same, nothing had changed.

The sky eyes seem to have lost their effectiveness here, and they can't even see half of the evil spirit.

what happened?

Her heart was a little uneasy.

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(End of this chapter)