The Villa

16.A Living Hexagram

　　Ning put down the yellowed photo in his hand, feeling his heart racing wildly!

　　Who was constantly watching him?

　　Even the world of mist couldn't stop the other party's prying eyes!

　　Sitting on the sofa, Ning finally regained his senses after a long time.

　　After hesitating for a moment, he sent these messages to his friend "Mole."

　　Mole quickly replied:

　　"Well, the last letter hasn't been figured out yet, and now another one comes... Anyway, don't worry, I'm not very busy lately, I'll figure out a way to help you, if it doesn't work, I'll contact that lady..."

　　The moment that lady was mentioned, Ning paused, and after a moment, he only said:

　　"Thank you."

　　He hung up the phone, as if all his strength had been drained, and he collapsed on the sofa.

　　A few days later, one morning, Ning was brushing his teeth when he suddenly felt a sense of premonition.

　　He rinsed his mouth briefly and went to the window. Looking down at the building.

　　Sure enough.

　　There was a thick fog rising in the area.

　　An old bus was parked downstairs, and there was no fog within ten meters of the bus, as if it was isolated.

　　Ning opened the door to his house.

　　The entire building was silent.

　　It was as if he was the only one left here.

　　Ning sighed, went home to get the blood jade that he had brought back from behind the first blood gate, and went downstairs.

　　As soon as he got on the bus, he heard a familiar voice exclaim in surprise:

　　"Bro!"

　　Ning looked up, stunned for two seconds before realizing... it was Liu.

　　However, after returning this time, Liu seemed to have tidied himself up, shaving off his beard.

　　Without the beard, Liu looked cleaner and fresher, but his whole person still seemed rough.

　　"Just us?"

　　Ning sat next to Liu.

　　"I think so."

　　Liu sighed.

　　Although he was still in his usual carefree manner, Ning could still see the dark circles under Liu's eyes.

　　Clearly, he hadn't slept well these past few days.

　　"Having nightmares again?"

　　Ning asked.

　　Liu nodded, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and cursed:

　　"Damn it, that female ghost... keeps appearing in my dreams, it's scary."

　　Ning joked:

　　"Then she really loves you deeply. As the saying goes, a thousand miles of marriage is tied by a single thread. You must cherish this opportunity..."

　　Puff!

　　Liu, who was drinking water, couldn't hold it back and sprayed it out.

　　"Bro, you're being too much!"