Chapter 652: Ghost Hitting the Wall (1)

If Xiao Qian is by his side, he can creak and talk about boring, and don't have to worry about this lonely, dull and dreary alley.
Xuehu left, Long left day by day, Master left, Uncle died, Xiaoqian became a baby, these people who are so important to her can no longer accompany her.
Do you really want to be shortcomings and end up being alone?
Thinking about it, she felt a little sad.
Long and farewell to Dragon day by day, she is not without nostalgia, but fearing that he would be jealous of something by her side, so she forced him to miss and let him go.
Perhaps Xuehu was going to suffer from the calamity, maybe because of her.
And Master and Uncle ...
She thought about it and was upset.
"Little teacher nephew--"
She suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Uncle?"
She looked up in surprise and looked forward.
I saw the uncle standing under the dimly lit street lamp, waving at her with a smile.
"Uncle--"
She cried, her voice choked and ran forward.
Who knows, as soon as she approached, he went further, always standing under the street light and waving.
Yang Zimei continued to chase ...
Chasing after her, she suddenly felt a little wrong.
Uncle seems to be easy to beckon under the uncertain street lamp, but his direction seems to be moving forward all the time, how can he always see the same street lamp?
Do all the street lights in this alley look similar?
Yang Zimei remembered that he had walked through this alley before in the daytime. I remember that there were only three street lights in this alley. He was chasing the uncle just now, and he had passed at least ten more.
Besides, I ran so fast, why haven't I got out of this alley?
"Little nephew ..."
The uncle stood and beckoned again. The street lamp beside him seemed to be the same as the street lamp he was standing on, and it was flashing lightly and darkly.
The more she thought about it, the more she got wrong, and she took a red rope from the bag and tied it to the lamppost around her, and chased after the uncle's place.
As soon as she chased after her, the uncle disappeared again, still waving at her under a street lamp in front.
When she saw the red rope on the lamppost beside her, her blood was a little frozen.
"How is this going?"
She reached out to touch the red rope.
That's right, it was her 4D knot.
I just walked forward, how come back to this lamppost?
She reluctantly continued to chase after the uncle, but the result was still the same, she still returned to the lamppost tied with a red rope.
"Uncle, how can you play me like this?"
She yelled angrily at Yu Mako in front.
Yumako didn't answer her, she just beckoned, her voice was muffled, "Little nephew--"
Yang Zimei began to suspect that he had hallucinations.
Even a ghost, the uncle shouldn't make fun of her like this.
She closed her eyes, listened to her ears, and found that there was no sound of air flowing around her, as if she were in a dead place without any life.
How is this going?
She opened her eyes again.
The street lamp beside him was flashing, there was something weird to say.
The street lamp in front of Uncle was also flashing at the same frequency, bright and dark, but did not cast light and shadow on Uncle's face.
Yang Zimei opened his eyes to see, and found that it was still the same, without any change.
Tianyan seems to have lost its usefulness here, and even the yin qi is invisible for half a minute.
what happened?
Her heart was a little disturbed.