I swallowed the system before entering the chat group

Under normal circumstances, ghosts are invisible to the naked eye, but Zhao Ling can see them. Even if they cannot see them, the breath of ghosts cannot be hidden from Zhao Ling.

In short, Zhao Ling searched a large circle, and absolutely did not find any ghosts.

"What's going on here? It's really strange." Zhao Ling muttered to himself.

If it is said that Zheng Xiu lied and reported the case, it is unlikely, unless she is 15 and does not want to live anymore.

The laws of warriors are very serious, but in contrast, ordinary people who want to find warriors to do things have to bear very heavy responsibilities.

Although it is said that even if a false case is reported, ordinary people will not be sentenced to death, but it will restrict you in all aspects, making it impossible for you to survive.

That kind of restriction is much more serious than the so-called list of dishonest persons.

"Did you find anything unusual?" Zheng Xiu asked after her.

Zhao Ling nodded and replied, "Well, I really didn't find anything."

"Here is the video I recorded when I was writing. Since I found something wrong, I have recorded more than a dozen videos in it. You can take a look and see if it can help you!" Zheng Xiu handed out a mobile phone.

Zhao Ling took it curiously, opened the video and watched it.

In the video, Zheng Xiu was writing on a notebook with a pen, but it was not the computer coding that Zhao Ling imagined.

Soon Zhao Ling's face gradually became serious, because the video looked quite normal at first, and Zheng Xiu's writing speed could only be said to be average.

But gradually she wrote faster and faster, and her handwriting completely changed.

At the same time, ordinary people would lower their heads when writing, because they must use their eyes to see when writing in a notebook, and Zheng Xiu is like this in normal times.

But when her writing speed became faster, her eyes no longer looked at the book in front of her, but stared blankly ahead.

It is definitely possible to type on the computer with your eyes closed, but if you stare blankly at the front and write, although you can write, it will definitely not be fair, let alone parallel.

But in the camera facing her and the notebook, Zheng Xiu not only writes extremely fast in this state!

And every word is so agile, it can be described as a feast of calligraphy.

Fortunately, each of her stories is not very big, usually a few hundred words, otherwise, at the speed of this kind of printer, I am afraid that my hands will be wasted.

Zhao Ling took a closer look, except for the blank eyes and the speed of the hands that cannot be compared with normal people, I can't see any other abnormalities in Zheng Xiu in the video.

"Can you show me the story you wrote in this state?" Zhao Ling asked.

"plz follow me."

Soon Zhongqiu turned over some manuscripts to Zhao Ling, and while passing them to Zhao Ling, Zheng Xiu said, "Since I found out about this situation, I was very afraid to burn all those stories at first.

But it didn't work. Once I got the state in the video, I would rewrite those burnt stories.

Later, when the investigators from the relevant departments came, they also asked me to ask for some, but in the end I made up for it.

It's not that I am willing to make it up, but I don't know how to make it up automatically. "

When talking about this, Zheng Xiu had panic on his face.

"I understand, don't worry, I will solve this matter for you." Zhao Ling nodded and sat on the sofa, ready to see if there were any secrets in this stack of stories.

"Do you want something to drink?" Zheng Xiu asked.

"no need!"

As Zhao Ling said, she took out a lollipop and licked it, which was her habitual action.

Soon Zhao Ling finished reading the first short story, which was only seven or eight hundred words in total, just like a composition.

This kind of short story is the same as the stories in the so-called collection of ghost stories in the past. It is very short and concise, but it has all internal organs.

The core of the story is also relatively simple, that is, a very bloody woman was betrayed by her boyfriend, and then the woman went to make trouble, but was murdered by her boyfriend, buried somewhere, and then turned into a story of ghost revenge.

This kind of story can be said to be very old-fashioned, and it has no freshness.

But the stories written by Zheng Xiu have an immersive feeling, making readers immerse themselves in it unconsciously.

And this is not some kind of illusion, it is indeed a problem of writing skills. It seems that the writer not only has a good foundation in writing, but also has sufficient layout ability.

Zhao Ling read the 0331st story with relish, and went on to read the second one.

The inner core gave Zhao Ling the same feeling, but this time it was replaced by a story of a woman who suffered domestic violence, was beaten to death by her husband, turned into a ghost, enslaved her husband, killed the whole family and then made her husband commit suicide.

Zhao Ling changed the third and fourth chapters again. The core of each article is almost too much, and they are basically very old-fashioned stories.

Zhao Ling continued to look back and found that these stories were basically the same, just like a very old collection of ghost stories!

The core of it is those, and the purpose is basically that evil will be rewarded with evil, not that it will not be rewarded, and the time has not yet come.

"May I ask, have you submitted these stories?" Zhao Ling asked curiously.

Zheng Xiu said with a bitter face: "Yes, the ghost stories I wrote before were still very popular, especially since the ghost revived, I found some materials, and after incorporating the real ghost materials into it, it added a sense of reality. .

But only these, the ghost stories I wrote down in a daze will not work.

I've tried it three times, and each time the ghost story pages come back to me once they're mailed out.

And the courier sent out became a courier with other normal stories. ".

Chapter 370 I Think I Should Congratulate You! (2 more)

"Have you tried sending files directly over the Internet?"

Zhao Ling paused for a moment, then continued: "What I mean is that, just like ordinary web writers, you can code words directly with a computer, and then send them directly by email?"

"It's useless, it will fail to send, even if it is sent as a picture, it will disappear inexplicably.

The person on the other side said they didn't receive the pictures, but I obviously sent them out.

In fact, I originally used a computer to code words. Now who still writes directly, it is slow and inefficient.

It’s just that these ghost stories somehow need to be written on paper, so I stopped typing on the computer later. "

"Come on, let me see what the problem is." Zhao Ling handed back the manuscript and said.

"it is good!"

Ten minutes later, Zhao Ling looked at Zheng Xiu strangely.

"Do you see the problem?" Zheng Xiu looked at Zhao Ling anxiously.

At this time, the page on the computer for transferring files was empty, and Zheng Xiu pointed to the page on the computer and said, "Look, it's impossible to send it out at all, it's gone in a blink of an eye."

Zhao Ling asked with a strange face: "Zheng Xiu, have you ever taken a picture of your state when you are sending this document?"

"That's not true. Is there something weird about this?" Zheng Xiu immediately realized.

In fact, in Zhao Ling's eyes, Zheng Xiu didn't send any files at all. When she sat in front of the computer and was about to send the files, Zhao Ling found that her eyes suddenly became blank, and then she sat in front of the computer all the time.

At this time, apart from her blank eyes, Zhao Ling didn't notice anything unusual.

Then Zheng Xiu woke up and asked her if she saw it, the file could not be sent.

Zhao Ling didn't explain either, but took the mouse directly, uploaded the picture she just took from her phone, and then directly sent it to the person she wanted to send it to.

Under Zhao Ling's operation, everything was normal, and the picture was sent out.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Xiu's eyes widened.

"You know? Just now you haven't operated the computer at all, and when you sat in front of the computer, you started to appear in that dazed state, and then, after sitting for about 10 minutes, you told me that your pictures couldn't be sent out' . . "Zhao Ling said lightly.

"What, how could this be?"

Zheng Xiu shook her head incredulously, pointed at the tip of her nose, and said angrily, "You mean, I'm crazy?"

Obviously, as a disabled person, Zheng Xiu is very sensitive to this aspect.

"That was not what I meant!"

Zhao Ling said, and asked back: "Now I will ask you a few questions, and you should answer me honestly. This is related to the reason why I am sure of your previous state."

"Sorry, you, you ask!" Zheng Xiu took a deep breath.

"First, what did you do before you found out that you were in this state, or did you feel any abnormalities before this?

Second, when you write ghost stories in your abnormal state, you write every day or how often you write, or it is very random, maybe two or three days, maybe three or five days, maybe one or two months.

Third, apart from the abnormal state when you wrote some ghost stories, have you found any abnormalities in your daily life? "Zhao Ling stretched out three fingers and asked.

After thinking about it carefully, Zheng Xiu shook her head and said, "Before I discovered this state, I didn't notice anything unusual, maybe I didn't notice it.

And I seldom go out with this appearance, even if I go out, it is only in a nearby place, and I will never go far.

When writing that kind of ghost story, it is very random. Sometimes when I am writing other things, I suddenly lose my mind.

When I wake up again, I have already written a ghost story!

Sometimes it's really inexplicable, like what drives me to write, but I don't know what drives me.

In life, I often feel that people around me are staring at me. Of course, I know that feeling should be the reason for my own nervousness, not an actual abnormality, because nothing has happened for so long.

By the way, every time I finish writing a ghost story, not only my wrist hurts, but I even feel dizzy. Sometimes I even feel very sleepy and need to sleep to recover. "

Zhao Ling thoughtfully, nodded and said, "The homonyms in your ghost stories, or the changed place names, should there be some kind of realistic basis?"

"Yes, you are not allowed to use real place names when writing novels, and you can't even use the names of famous people." Zheng Xiuer nodded.

"It means that your place names are not made up randomly, but have a certain basis, at least you know what the basis is, does it allude to some place in reality?" Zhao Ling asked.

".〃Yes!" Zheng Xiu affirmed.

"Then please tell me, what place does the place name above represent?" Zhao Ling randomly pulled out a ghost story and asked Zheng Xiu.

After Zheng Xiu said the place name, the phantom light of the Dao of Heaven flashed in Zhao Ling's eyes.

"I think I should congratulate you!" Zhao Ling said with a smile after finding out the reason.

"Congratulations, what do you mean?"

Zheng Xiu was very at a loss, she felt that since she was a child, she had nothing to congratulate, but bad luck was always with her.

The most serious thing is naturally a pair of legs, which have been amputated due to a car accident, and will never be able to stand up.

"I have one last question, like when did you write the ghost story at the top?

You answered this question, and I will tell you the answer. "Zhao Ling asked the manuscript of the ghost story on the top.

"This piece was written at noon the day before yesterday, because it was very close to the current (good time), so I remember it very clearly, and it is also the last one." Zheng Xiu said affirmatively.

"Very good, very good, now, let me tell you the answer is big."

Zhao Ling grinned and said: "Congratulations, you are no longer ordinary from today, this is not because of being entangled in supernatural events, but your own problem.

If you are willing to join the relevant department, you must be trained by the relevant department in the most elite way.

So from now on, you will be on a steady rise. In this way, there is only hope for your two legs to recover. "

"You, what do you mean by that?"

Zheng Xiu couldn't believe it all over her face, but her eyes were filled with anticipation.

Only those who are truly disabled can understand the pain of disability.

If it is possible, Zheng Xiu is even willing to let her live 10 years less in exchange for her body being intact.

Chapter 370 Yes, is that so? (3 more)

After knowing the reason of the matter, Zhao Ling had to sigh in her heart, this Zheng Xiu is really lucky, maybe all the good luck in her life was spent on these things.

Zhao Ling didn't intend to look at the way of heaven, but the matter was basically clear. She just looked at the way of heaven to make sure, and now she is really sure.

This Zheng Xiu actually has a pair of strange eyes, which can also be called supernatural powers.

In fact, she was able to write ghost stories after another, not because she was possessed by ghosts.

Her hand speed increases and her notes change, which is actually human instinct!

A person, under the control of voluntary will, will have an instinctive defensive mentality!

That is to say, for example, if a punch is thrown out, ordinary people must know that it will hurt, so they will never use all their strength. The subconscious restriction is very terrifying.

Coupled with posture, etc., it is not bad to be able to exert half of your own strength.

Similarly, Zheng Xiu's hand speed increased and her notes changed, because she completely released her highest writing speed.

Everyday Zheng Xiu writes, she must be scruples about whether her writing is good or not, after all, handwriting is also very important to a girl, so she writes seriously, but also slowly!

But in the unconscious state 033, her handwriting is only limited by the speed of her hand, and she is no longer restricted by her will.