My aunt is very good at catching ghosts but she is very silly.

"Because they all signed a contract with the evil god just like you. Everyone who signed a contract with the evil god will only end up dead." At this time, Zai Zai said casually, holding his hands, "You can look at the scalp behind your ears. Go up, is there a snake-shaped totem?"

Hearing this, Cheng Song seemed to be looking for a reason to refute. He rushed into the bathroom and lifted his hair in front of the mirror.

Finally, through the mirror, he vaguely saw something dark on the scalp behind his ears.

"Impossible, it is a god, a god who helps us realize our wishes. It is definitely not the evil god you call it. It will not harm humans." Cheng Song tried his best to defend.

Because several people entered sooner or later, the beautiful woman who had spent the night with Cheng Song was frightened and ran out, fearing that she would get into some trouble.

Huang He was still distraught when he saw him missing sooner or later, so he simply took out a demon mirror and handed it over, "Take a look at your face yourself!"

Cheng Song hesitated for a moment. Although he was a little confused, he still followed her instructions and took the mirror and looked at his face.

Cheng Song in the mirror, just like what he saw with the naked eye sooner or later, his ordinary face was covered with a layer of green sticky liquid.

Not only Cheng Song saw this scene, but He Zuoqi and Captain Feng also saw it.

"Ah!" Cheng Song was startled and instinctively threw the mirror out, "What is this?"

Seeing this sooner or later, her eyebrows twisted in displeasure. She stretched out her hand slightly, and the mirror flew into her hand like a magnet.

Sooner or later, she looked at the mirror. It was given to her by her senior brother in the world of immortality. Although it would not be broken easily, she still felt distressed.

"You..." Cheng Song was stunned and speechless when he saw this magical scene.

Sooner or later, he raised the mirror in his hand and said, "This mirror is called the Demon Mirror, and it can reveal all evil spirits. The wish you made to the evil god was to become handsome, but you just saw your own face, that layer of disgusting things. It’s just a trick the evil god casts on your face. You think you’ve really become more handsome, and you’ve become more handsome in the eyes of ordinary people, but actually it’s not the case...it’s just a trick.”

The more Cheng Song listened, the more frightened he became. He wanted to become more handsome, but he was told that all this was just a deception.

Not only did he not look better, he also had such disgusting things on his face.

"I...why should I believe what you say?" Cheng Song touched his cheek. In addition to being a little smoother than usual, the touch was not sticky at all. "What if you tricked me?"

"I don't need you to believe me. Since you want to die so much, then just go ahead!" Sooner or later he put away the demon mirror, turned around and walked out of the suite.

"Cheng Song, do you really want to die so much? Think about your grandma who has always loved you. We came out of your house just now. She learned that you didn't go to school, so we had to lie and say that you were sick, but she was worried I'll shed tears." He Suoqi wanted to grab him and punch him, "Look at what you look like now and what you do every day, are you worthy of your grandma?"

After saying that, He Zuoqi also left angrily.

When Captain Feng saw this, he struggled for a while and had to catch up.

"Grandma..." Cheng Song muttered something unconsciously. He thought of his grandmother's kind face, and his heart suddenly felt painful, so he chased after her, "Wait a moment, please wait a moment."

Sooner or later, the three of them followed him back to the suite.

Cheng Song sat at the end of the bed. He felt the pressure from the three people in front of him. He opened his mouth and finally told him about the contract he signed with the evil god.

“One night when I went home, a questionnaire suddenly floated in front of my face. It said, [God can help you realize a wish. Do you accept God’s favor?]. ​​I chose to accept it at that time. Then my whole body seemed to be pulled into a space, where it was so dark that I couldn't see anything. Then a voice rang in my ears. It claimed to be God, and I made a wish to God to become handsome. Finally, God agreed immediately, and then I felt a tingling sensation in my fingertips. When I looked around again, I realized that I was back on that street again, and the questionnaire in my hand was gone. I thought it was all my imagination, but when I got up and brushed my teeth the next day, I found that my face had really become more handsome."

Questionnaires and spaces are actually these tricks. It seems that they are casting a wide net and do not need these victims to go somewhere to meet the evil god in person.

Isn't this clue broken again?

Recalling this, Cheng Song's face turned a little pale, "Master, am I going to die like everyone else?"

"Fifty thousand yuan, WeChat or Alipay?" Sooner or later he took out the amulet folded into a triangle.

Cheng Song subconsciously looked at what he expected.

"Why are you looking at me? Don't tell me that you don't even have 50,000 yuan. What are your parents busy with every day? They don't even give you this little pocket money?" He Zuoqi said angrily.

"No, I can still come up with this little money." Cheng Song pursed his lips and picked up the mobile phone on the bed, "I'll scan your WeChat to pay!"

Sooner or later, after receiving the money, she threw the amulet to him and said, "Take this amulet with you and never leave it."

Cheng Song felt a sudden warmth in his body, which made his somewhat chaotic mind these days suddenly become clearer, "Master, then my face..."

Sooner or later, he waved his hand in front of his eyes, and the cover-up was broken. Cheng Song's original face reappeared, but there were a lot of red rashes on his face.

"Ah this..." He Zuoqi took a step back in fright.

When Captain Feng saw this, he rubbed his nose and said nothing. After all, he had never seen any big scenes?

Cheng Song felt his face was itchy. He was about to raise his hand to scratch it, but was stopped by a voice that said sooner or later, "Don't scratch it if you don't want your face to be ruined."

"Apply this bottle of medicine once in the morning and evening every day." As he said that, he took out the WeChat payment code again sooner or later, "50,000, pay it!"

Cheng Song said "Oh" weakly and obediently handed over the money.

The two sides left the hotel in two groups, and He Suoqi and Cheng Song went home directly.

When Grandma Cheng saw her eldest grandson coming back, she was happy and worried at the same time, "Xiaosong, your child is back. Does he still have a fever? Do you need grandma to make rock sugar and snow pear for you to drink?"

"Grandma." Cheng Song looked at her with bright red eyes. He suddenly felt that becoming handsome was not that important anymore.

No matter what he looks like, in grandma's eyes, he has always been her most beloved grandson.