Nightmare’s Call

"Not right? What's wrong?"-Purple Time.

"Have you ever found Teacher Shengguang?"-Give hope.

"Finded it, but I'm fine now, and I don't need to bother Master Shengguang anymore."-Purple Time.

"I suggest you go to see the teacher again, there is something wrong around you."-Give hope.

Perola looked stagnant.

"Isn't it right?" She turned around and looked around, but found nothing wrong.

Suddenly, on Hongguang, the red whale boss uploaded a photo that seemed to be edited. It just happened to be the modified version that Perola just posted.

"This is what your pool really looks like."-Red Whale.

Perola looked carefully, and suddenly felt scalp and pale.

The swimming pool in the photo was full of blood, and a female corpse with long hair floated on the water, and at a glance, there were at least dozens of corpses floating inside.

"You ... are you kidding me?" She said quickly.

"This swimming pool can be judged by its appearance. This is essentially a blood ritual. It is often bathed in it, which can make people's soul and flesh easier to separate. It is a good prop for making excellent sacrifices." —— Red whale

"........." If Perola could barely remain calm just now, seeing these words now, combined with the message of the suspected mother before. And the suspicion of being confused.

The Red Whale has no reason to cheat her, so this photo is likely to be true.

And if this photo is true, then a series of things ...

The worry and panic that had been suppressed in her heart suddenly appeared.

"Go and find a teacher!" — Give hope.

A reminder from her girlfriend, like the same light, cleared the direction in Perola's heart.

She hesitated, and immediately switched the private chat interface to find the divine light shining on you.

"Sir ... I feel a bit wrong!"-Purple Time.

She quickly transmitted these recent incidents to Lin Sheng one by one.

Lin Sheng at the other end, Zai carefully read all the information she entered.

After a moment of silence.

He responded slowly.

"Preparing for the ritual." — The divine light shines on you.

The continuous reminders and confirmations of multiple people, plus their own weird situation.

Perola was convinced of his situation at this time.

At this moment she panicked, completely at a loss, and seeing the words typed by Lin Sheng, she immediately thought of the ritual passed by the previous light.

"Move fast, the other party is ready to this point, you are running out of time."-The holy light is shining on you.

Seeing this sentence, Perola was even more panicked.

In essence, she is a greenhouse flower that has not experienced wind and rain. When encountering such a troublesome event, she starts to mess up.

She hurried to the warehouse and prepared the required materials one by one.

The materials required for the ritual are not complicated. What Lin Sheng gave her was not the Holy Spirit ritual, but the positioning ritual that was excellent and simplified.

This positioning ceremony will allow them to land and transfer all their responsibilities to Perola.

Other than that, there are no other special effects.

Because of this, this ceremony only requires a few simple materials and a special pattern that is not complicated.

Just need to chant the syllable and start it.

But Perola couldn't do anything at all. The material was obtained, but she lay on the ground for a long time, but she drew the wrong lines several times in a row, and she could only start again.

Time and time again, Perola in the bedroom became more and more flustered as time passed.

With the continuous failure of the lines, the pressure on her heart became more and more.

Sweat continued to drop from her forehead and the side of her cheek.

"I ..... I can't do it !!!"

After another mistake, she finally crumbled to the ground and wept in a low voice.

"I ... I'm going crazy! I can't do it, I can't paint it well, what can I do !?"-Purple Time.

"waste!"

Lin Sheng was completely speechless on the other side.

Compared to hope, this purple time is simply too far away. Even the most basic simplified formation can not be drawn. People hope that they can draw a more complicated Holy Spirit ritual in one go.

After thinking about it, he suddenly moved his mind.

"Then there is one last way." — The divine light shines on you.

"What way !?"-Purple Time.

"It's very simple. Since you can't do it, and you can't paint well, let others help you." — The holy light shines on you.

"Others help me? But ... can't this pattern be exposed?"-Purple Time.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you expose it, you just need to find a valid reason, divide the pattern into many different fast, and package it for others. It's all right, isn't it? That's a little money." Holy light shines on you.

"This ... I'll try ..."-Purple Time.

Suddenly Perola thought again.

"No, I am surrounded by people who monitor me, and the power of my family, it is very easy to monitor my computer network phone! If I cause suspicion, it is over!"-Purple Time.

She began to worry again.

"Isn't there even a trusted person around?" — The divine light shines on you.

"No....."

Perola's answer left Hongguang in silence for a while.

"Then there is only one way ..."-The Holy Light shines on you.

"what.....?"

"Since you can't complete the formation ritual, the more complicated parts that follow cannot be completed.

So ..... substitution is just fine. "—The Holy Light shines on you.

"Change .... Substitution ?!" Perola said for a moment.

"Give me a picture of you, a selfie now." The holy light opposite asked.

"Okay .... Okay!" Perola was panicking now. Quickly control Hongguang with consciousness and took a selfie for myself.

Then click Send Out.

Just then, there were faint footsteps outside the door.

The footsteps were a little familiar, and it seemed someone Perola knew.

She became even more flustered. On the ground was her white paper with lines.

She knew that she must have ran into the warehouse to pick things up and was found out, and now someone came to ask.

She started scrambling to clean up the blank paper on the ground.

Alas.

"Rola, are you resting?"

It's father!

Father Van Enrelli!

Without waiting for Perola's reply, he clicked crisply, and the door was pushed open.

"I came in, shouldn't you sleep?"

Van Enrelli was dressed in a black suit, his grey hair was brushed back neatly, his face was calm with a hint of indifference.

Gives an extremely contradictory temperament.

As soon as he entered the door, what he saw was Perola kneeling silently on the carpet, as if he was sorting books scattered on the ground.

"I heard you went to the warehouse to pick up a few things. I'm a little worried, so come and see." Van Enrelli said with a touch of gentleness and concern in his voice.

If you don't look at his cold and cruel pupils flashing in the cold, everyone may think that this is a good father who cares about his daughter.

It was just beyond Fan En's expectation that on weekdays, she should immediately get up and touch her daughter, who was still quietly kneeling on the ground, her white slender fingers, and still gently tapping the cover of a heavy dictionary on the ground.

"Thank you. Your daughter was only interested in a few things in the book for a while."

Perola slowly raised her head, and her long, fringed blond hair slipped off the sides of her shoulders. The silver-blue pupils revealed a completely different peace than before.

"Don't trust the content of some unrelated books. Many authors are also human, and their level is not high. They must learn to distinguish the true gold and sand." Van Enrilly narrowed his eyes.

"Lola understands," Perola answered calmly.

Van Enrilly gazed at his daughter and found nothing else.

I had to say one last word and turned to leave the room.

With a click, the door closed and closed.

As the footsteps drifted away, Perola slowly got up from the carpet.

She sat gently in front of the dresser, staring at herself in the mirror.

That near-perfectly delicate face looked flawless and naive.

Suddenly, Perola suddenly smiled.

The original innocent face suddenly became calm and quiet.

Her white slender fingertips were gently on the mirror. Point your eyebrow in the mirror.

hiss....

The red light lit up, and a strange symbol belonging to the evil turn was slowly revealed in the eyebrow.