The number owner who dialed in Shi Qian is Gao Ya.

He remembered that this woman was a psychoanalyst.

If you have memories of Wang Genshuo’s father, it is necessary for him to consult with professionals.

"Hey? Shi Qian?" Gao Ya was at home at this time, with doubts. He didn't know why this guy who was Mr. Su on the surface but was a young man in secret, suddenly called him.

And when she heard that it seemed that it was still raining heavily on the other end of the phone.

Looking out the window with a high elegance, the sky was clear.

Therefore, the sound of rain on the other end of the phone means that at least Shi Qian is not in his area now.

It is impossible to shoot in an unknown studio.

Then Shi Qian briefly explained Wang Xiaoniao's father's experience in a simple and obscure way.

On the phone, Gao Ya was silent for a while, and then explained.

"According to what you said, the child was only four years old at the time. If someone close to him deliberately told him that his father was buried here, he would form a memory pattern for such a young child."

"But he is too young, he can only remember some clips, such as actually burying someone."

"Or, something was buried, but it was normal to be too young at that time to remember it completely, but this matter was very important."

"So people will unconsciously remember these fragmented images and give themselves psychological hints."

"After the age of age, even if the memory at that time becomes blurred, I will gradually complete the scene of the burial at that time. Gradually, these pictures that are repaired will be regarded as real memories."

On the phone, a elegant voice came into the ears of the three people.

Especially Wang Xiaoniao.

Remember these words firmly in your heart.

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Ya glanced at the phone she had put down with a little confusion, then shook her head and continued to blow her wet hair.

She has an interview to attend in the afternoon.

In Experiment 1, I naturally would not choose to go to work again.

"According to what this woman said, my grandmother deliberately told me that my grandfather was buried here?" Wang Xiaoniao hung up the phone when she saw Shi Qian.

He quickly asked.

"Maybe it's not necessarily your grandma. In short, there was someone who deliberately made your father think that Wang Genshuo was dead and buried the ground. This was just a situation. If your grandfather had some small means when he was buried, he could do it."

"After all, the ability of a ghost can have any weirdness."

Although Shi Qian explained this to Wang Xiaoniao, he was 80% sure in his heart that it was Wang Xiaoniao's grandmother who told her child that his father was buried inside.

"But why did she do this? Or was it Wang Genshuo's instructions? Or, to cover up?"

Shi Qian didn't know, but this may involve where Wang Genshuo went.

The rain in the sky seemed endless.

Shi Qian looked at the patterns inside the coffin.

"The patterns left by Wang Genshuo did not work. Is it to let you take off the things from the female corpse's hand?" After Shi Qian's careful gaze, he finally saw clearly the three small pieces of paper held by the female corpse.

As Wang Xiaoniao said, it is indeed a train ticket.

Moreover, the black silk thread did not touch the ticket at all, but the patterns kept lingering above the ticket.

Consciously left a non-existent gap.

The ghost under Shi Qian's feet slowly twisted and spread towards the ticket, but did not touch the black silk threads.

However, just as the ghost shadows approached, the patterns on the coffin suddenly surged, and along with black silk threads, a large number of curses poured out wildly.

Block the ghost in an instant.

I can no longer move a minute.

"Sure enough, these patterns are not to trap the female corpse, but to prevent outsiders from taking away the three pieces of paper."

Shi Qian retreated the ghost shadow.

Then he looked at Wang Xiaoniao on the side.

Seeing Qian Ge’s actions, Su Beiqiao understood them and looked at Wang Xiaoniao together.

Aware of the eyes of the two, Wang Xiaoniao came back to her senses from the coffin, as if she had sensed something, and fear gradually appeared in her eyes.

Especially the female corpse with three eyes in the coffin, the forehead was still open and shining with moonlight.

A situation where a zombie could be defrauded at any time.

Wang Xiaoniao couldn't help swallowing and said anxiously.

"Brother Qian, although this is my grandfather's coffin, it's not my grandfather lying inside! It's reasonable for me to get the things in the box last night, so I'll get this ticket?"

"This is not in line with the rules!"

However, Wang Xiaoniao's arguments did not receive any response from Shi Qian and Su Beiqiao.

The two of them were just in heavy rain, wearing black raincoats, looking at him quietly.

Wang Xiaoniao was silent.

Take the initiative to come to the opened coffin.

He murmured, "Grandpa, you asked me to pick up things. You must not lie to me. My life has just returned to normal, so I can't die here..."

Then Wang Xiaoniao slowly penetrated his right hand into the coffin.

Shi Qian and Su Beiqiao both stared at his movements.

Especially the ghost under Shi Qian's feet.

If there is any abnormal movement, he will open the spiritual room and take the two of them away from here.

No matter how big the secret is, you have to have the will to study it.

However, the changes that occurred inside the coffin immediately surprised Su Beiqiao and Shi Qian.

I saw that the twisted patterns seemed to be alive and began to spread curses, wrapping them along Wang Xiaoniao's arms.

But it did not mean to block Shi Qian like the previous one.

Shi Qian noticed that at the same time, the same black patterns began to appear on Wang Xiaoniao's arms.

Although it seems relaxed, Wang Xiaoniao's mind was extremely nervous at this time.

His eyes were staring at the three tickets held by the female corpse inside the coffin.

Su Beiqiao, who was standing beside him, also held his breath.

However, Shi Qian's eyes were wandering in the third opened eyes of the female corpse, and on the ticket that Wang Xiaoniao was about to get.

For a moment, there were only the sound of raindrops falling on the soil in the field.

As Wang Xiaoniao's palm gradually deepened.

Shi Qian said softly: "Don't touch the female corpse and the black silk thread."

Wang Xiaoniao did not answer, his hands trembled a little, and he was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would accidentally touch the female corpse.

However, Shi Qian actually thought that those curses lingering around Wang Xiaoniao's palms actually played a protective role.

But he didn't say it clearly.

Because this means that what Wang Genshuo thought of was too perfect.

It's frighteningly perfect.

"Hu..." Wang Xiaoniao stared at the ticket tightly and slowly stretched out her finger. When the moment she touched the ticket, nothing seemed to happen. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Shi Qian, who was standing aside, was already extremely alert.

Because, the third eye on the forehead of the female corpse.

Closed.

Shi Qian had long known that the process was nothing, and the moment he got the ticket was the most critical.

But when the female corpse closed her eyes, his heart still pounded.

Accompanied.

The spiritual world that originally covered the mountains was suddenly recycled.

It was like the female corpse in the coffin began to emerge with endless suction!

But before Shi Qiangang could move, a darkness instantly covered his ghost eyes!

Wang Xiaoniao was even caught off guard by the sudden change.

But he just gritted his teeth and wanted to quickly retract his arm.
To be continued...