Aoba Office

"Ahem!"

The girl on the bed coughed up blood and turned pale.

The people around the bed were anxious.

I could probably tell from their clothes that the luxuriously dressed mature woman might be a family member of the girl, and the other women, old or young, should be the servants of this family.

I still didn’t understand what they were saying, and I didn’t know what to do.

The object of my possession is the porcelain doll. There is no doubt that Wu Ling is related to this porcelain doll. I can't just kill it. But I can't believe that Wu Ling would hurt a young girl and reveal such evil spirits.

When I was at a loss, a servant led someone in.

I turned around and saw a middle-aged man to my surprise. The man wore a lake-blue robe and had his hair styled into a bun with a wooden hairpin. He also has a long beard and is very thin, but he looks energetic and every step is very steady.

Such an image is simply the template for the worldly master in TV dramas.

The person in front of me started talking.

I thought the man was a doctor, but he didn't seem ready to take the girl's pulse.

As soon as he glanced around, his eyes fell on the porcelain doll.

My heart tightened.

The middle-aged man pointed at the porcelain doll and asked him to step back.

He stepped forward slowly and took the magic formula in his hand. That kind of twisting and overlapping of fingers is probably not something that normal people can easily create.

I was nervous as hell, but things turned out for the best.

The twisted evil smile on the porcelain doll's face became peaceful. The little bit of paint that fell off its face made its smile somewhat incomplete, but it did not affect its overall impression.

Others exclaimed, and some pointed at the girl on the bed.

The girl's breathing was calm, and her face seemed to be slowly gaining color.

The woman who appeared to be a member of the girl's family bowed to the middle-aged man and expressed her gratitude with tears in her eyes.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, his face still serious, and said something.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

From the looks of it, Wu Ling should be fine. Next…

The woman suddenly became furious and said something loudly.

I turned around in surprise.

Some of the servants who were crowded here ran out.

The woman asked the middle-aged man to go outside.

I looked at the porcelain doll and followed the middle-aged man out.

Although this middle-aged man looked powerful, he couldn't see me at all.

I don't know if I can see the difference between them, whether it is an assessment of a person's strength, or whether it is just a random event. But this person who didn't know the details and had some skills couldn't see me, which made me feel more at ease.

I followed him out and stood in the hall.

The middle-aged man and the woman were sitting across from each other, drinking tea and talking, but I couldn't understand them.

After a while, the servants came back noisily.

They dragged a struggling woman like a dog to death. That woman was also well-dressed, at least she didn't look like a servant.

The woman sitting in the hall was furious again, took a few steps out of the house, stood on the steps, and looked down at the woman who was pushed to the ground.

What did they say.

The woman who was dragged over had a sharp voice, while the other woman had a calm voice.

I just felt like I was watching a foreign drama. I could only watch it but not understand it at all.

This gives me a bit of a headache.

The woman turned around, raised her hands to the middle-aged man, and said something.

The woman who was dragged over shouted loudly.

The middle-aged man nodded, walked out of the room, waved his sleeves to the woman, and asked something.

The woman's face turned green and white, and her eyes showed fear.

"...Qingzhou Wu Family..."

The middle-aged man said something again, and I actually understood a few words.

Qingzhou...Wu family?

Is this what I understand?

Just, Qingzhou? I don’t have a good history, so I have no impression of this place. At least in those familiar historical events, there has never been such a place.

But there is no doubt that this place, this Wu family, is very useful here.

The woman was like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost. It wilted immediately. She still prayed and kowtowed.

The girl's family member said something again, and the middle-aged man nodded.

He took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve robe and handed it to the other party.

The other party placed the talisman in the water cup and handed it to the servant.

The begging woman was caught, her mouth was opened, and the water in which the talisman paper was soaked was probably poured into her.

The scene seemed like some kind of ignorant and superstitious sadism.

The next second, the woman began to cough up blood, her face turned blue, and she was out of breath. Her state was very similar to the girl's previous appearance.

If I hadn't been in this state myself, I would have thought that there was some highly toxic substance on the talisman paper. But this is definitely not a poison, but a magic. The girl's previous encounter also involved some kind of spell.

Even though I knew there were supernatural phenomena, this kind of thing still gave me an indescribable feeling. It's like watching Ge Jiamu's people fight with Mo Wen, which is qualitatively different from being haunted.

Probably...the difference between a pistol and an atomic bomb.

I was in a daze for a few seconds, and then I saw that the middle-aged man seemed to be leaving.

The woman was dragged away, and there were still specks of blood on the ground.

The middle-aged man stepped on a little blood.

He suddenly turned around and said something.

The woman nodded repeatedly.

Turning on his heels, the middle-aged man walked towards the girl's room.

I hurriedly followed and saw him reaching out to grab the porcelain doll and stuffing it into his wide sleeve robe.

My mood suddenly became complicated.

It seems that I heard it right, the Wu family in Qingzhou, at least the word "Wu family" was heard correctly.

The middle-aged man said goodbye and left, so naturally I followed him.

But not long after, I saw the surrounding scenery change.

The porcelain doll was placed on the ancient shelf by the middle-aged man, surrounded by other strange things.

This scene reminded me of the many cardboard boxes in the office.

The middle-aged man put away the porcelain doll and walked out.

This seems to be a warehouse, with no windows, and the door is made of solid wood with gold rims on the corners.

The middle-aged man closed the door, and the entire warehouse became dark.

I suddenly had a strange feeling.

It seems that in the darkness, there are many pairs of eyes, many pairs of ears, and many consciousnesses that are active and paying attention to me.

I looked around, but there was no light, all I could see was darkness.

What is it?

Or is this just an illusion I had in the dark?

"Hahahaha……"

Laughter echoed in the darkness.

I just felt like I was being pricked with a needle, and I almost jumped up.

"There's a new one here."

"New here, what are you?"

"Has any of you seen what the new one looks like?"

"I don't know, I don't have eyes."

"I smell blood."

"I saw it, it was sent by Wu Yi."

"Wu Yi, he is probably the most outstanding person in this generation of the Wu family."

"Hey, what's the point of being the best in this generation? The Wu family is getting worse every generation."

"Hehehehe... they haven't noticed yet."

"Yeah, I didn't even notice it."

I "heard" many voices, men, women, old and young, with different tones.

There is no doubt that there are many things in this room, many things that are conscious, thoughtful, and even have their own personalities.

Not ghosts, but spirits.