I Heard That I Was Super Fierce After Death

"Um?"

Zhang Xue looked at the palm that was holding her wrist, and her pale face showed a hint of surprise, and she couldn't help but look at Lin Wu, "I just said how did you smell of other ghosts on your body, I didn't expect a ghost to follow you? "

Although Lin Wu couldn't move, his eyes still showed a touch of excitement, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He didn't expect that the one who saved him was another ghost?

On the phone screen, the somewhat hoarse voice sounded again: "Are you trying to replace the author?"

"The author is great? Are you his reader? It seems that you, like me, have regained your senses." Zhang Xue raised a smile, "Yes, I think Lin Wu's life is quite interesting. Try what it's like to be him, won't you?"

And the pale palm that grabbed Zhang Xue's wrist suddenly became more forceful, and said in a low voice, "You are not the author, you can't write this book, so... let him go."

"Oh? Your obsession is his novel?" Zhang Xue was stunned, and said lightly, "What if I don't let go?"

Lin Wu stared at that hand silently, and could only pin his hopes on this ghost reader.

After a brief silence—

"Then come in."

The next moment, the small lips on the phone screen disappeared, and a pale and slender palm stretched out from the screen again. The two small hands grabbed Zhang Xue's wrist at the same time and began to drag her towards the screen, as if thinking about it. Pull her in.

Zhang Xue's whole body became illusory, disappearing and appearing from time to time. Being dragged like this, her fingertips disappeared into the screen.

"You still want to pull me in?"

Zhang Xue's pale and illusory face suddenly turned cold and severe, and she didn't know what she had done.

The phone with the two pale hands sticking out lay quietly on the ground, no matter how those hands waved, they couldn't touch Zhang Xue.

Lin Wu's heart sank again, and it was icy cold.

"It seems that she can't save you either. Come in with me." Zhang Xue smiled and pulled Lin Wu again, ready to enter the house.

At this moment, an elegant piano sound suddenly came out of the house, pouring out like flowing water.

Is there anyone in the house?

Lin Wu couldn't help but startled slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xue turned her back to Lin Wu. Lin Wu couldn't see her face, but she heard her voice: "What? Why did you let him go? I already brought him here."

She seemed to be talking to herself, and she seemed to be talking to someone. The scene was very strange.

Are you talking to anyone in the house?

Lin Wu stared at the dim room, but couldn't see anything, only a deep darkness.

After a while, Zhang Xue suddenly frowned and said, "Okay, I promise you, you can let him go, you can play 'Forget' now."

Lin Wu was both apprehensive and doubtful in his heart.

Play a song 'Forget'?

He suddenly remembered that he had heard the sound of the piano on the ninth floor. Does "forget" refer to piano music?

Why do you want him to listen to piano music at this time?

Lin Wu's heart moved, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

If he guessed correctly, when he and Li Luyao took the elevator up, the ghost they met on the fourth floor should be Zhang Xue.

And the piano sound heard when the elevator stopped on the ninth floor was probably also from this 901.

At that time, Zhang Xue was in the same elevator with him, but the sound of the piano came from 901, which means that there may be a ghost playing the piano in the room of 901!

As for the piano piece 'forgetting'... From the literal meaning, maybe it's forgetting?

Possibly, erasing memory?

Lin Wu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as he could live, it would be fine if he knew a little less secret.

"What? You don't want to? Why don't you want to?"

Suddenly, Zhang Xue's unbelievable questioning sounded, and then she didn't know what the ghost in the room said, so she fell silent.

The atmosphere was filled with eerie silence.

Lin Wu was very confused, who is the ghost in the house? Why help him? Still unwilling to erase his memory?

Zhang Xue seemed to be listening to the explanation from the ghost in the room.

After a while.

"I didn't expect that the person she was talking about was you?" Zhang Xue suddenly turned her head to look at Lin Wu, and then said lightly, "Remember, don't say anything that shouldn't be said, or even if she pleads for you, I won't. Let go of you."

While speaking, she let go of the hand that was holding Lin Wu.

Lin Wu felt that the chill all over his body suddenly disappeared, and his body, which was almost unconscious, suddenly regained control. After the breathless suffocation disappeared, he suddenly felt relieved and gasped.

"you…"

While breathing deeply, Lin Wu looked at Zhang Xue in shock and suspicion.

Zhang Xue was too lazy to say a word, and disappeared into the air.

"Boom."

Then, the heavy security door of Room 901 also closed heavily.

Lin Wu gasped for a while, then gradually regained his calm. He frowned at the door of Room 901, but his doubts deepened: "Who is helping me..."

However, he was able to escape from death, and he also felt a little bit scared and fortunate.

Surprisingly, he didn't feel too frightened, was it because he had been in close contact with matchmakers and ghost readers?

"correct."

Lin Wu suddenly reacted, and quickly looked at the mobile phone on the ground, and found that the two pale little hands had retracted the screen, and the mobile phone had returned to its normal appearance, lying quietly on the ground.

Just now, those two pale little hands couldn't stop waving, trying to catch Zhang Xue's appearance, but Lin Wu kept it in his heart. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Lin Wu picked up the phone on the ground and said softly, "I didn't expect you to save me, thank you."

After a few seconds, the screen suddenly lit up, and a pale, slender hand stretched out from the screen, then made a tick gesture, shook it in front of his eyes, and then slowly retracted.

Lin Wu couldn't help showing a slight smile, nodded slightly and said, "Well, I remember, don't worry, since I made an agreement with you, I will definitely fulfill my promise."

He stuffed his phone into his pocket and walked into the elevator.

The elevator door slowly closed.

Lin Wu didn't press the elevator floor, but leaned against the wall of the elevator and breathed a sigh of relief. He really walked through the gate of hell.

Unexpectedly, there are two ghosts living in this building, and it seems that it must have been a long time.

"Who is that ghost in the house?"

Lin Wu closed his eyes and thought silently, when a thought suddenly flashed in his heart.

Now that the ghost reader, matchmaker, and Li Luyao have all been reborn, is it possible that the ghost in the 901 room was also reborn?

"Death and life go hand in hand, talk to Zicheng..."

Suddenly, in this airtight elevator, there was a faint murmur of poetry, as if whispering in the ear, and as if whispering outside the door.

"Huh? What sound?"

Lin Wu was slightly startled and opened his eyes.

There was no one in front of him, and there was no one around.

but-

Lin Wu looked at the metal wall of the elevator opposite, but his pupils shrank suddenly.

On the wall of the elevator, which had not been cleaned for a long time, it was like a dirty mirror, reflecting his appearance vaguely.

And beside him, stood a woman in a red dress with disheveled hair.