Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Bai Chuan Hutao looked at it in amazement: "The enchantment formation, the Yin-Yang spell rune... the ghost club is very good at playing!"

"Yeah, that's why they overturned the car." Furude Chuan Shen responded, took out his armband, put it on his arm, walked to the anti-theft iron gate of the Kaidansha, and knocked a few times with his hand.

Not long after, the door opened a little, and a short boy in a black hood said in a low voice, "The Ghost Story Club does not accept visits. If you want to borrow ghost story stories, please go to the weird story section of the library."

Furutegawa Shinmi pointed to his armband: "No, we are from the Exorcism Society, and we are here to investigate something."

Hiding in the hood, the short boy froze for a moment, and muttered in a low voice: "Damn it, did you really get noticed?"

The next second, the door slammed shut.

A boy's voice came from inside the door: "I know you guys! Exorcism Club! The lackeys of the school! Please leave here! You are not welcome at the Ghost Story Club!"

Outside the door, the three of them were stunned at the same time, and then their faces darkened.

Brat, your mouth is really sweet!

Bai Chuan Hutao said coldly: "Give me 10 minutes!"

"No, there is an easier way." Kamito Furudegawa looked at the door and said expressionlessly, "Open the door!"

Hu Tao and the little priest looked at him speechlessly.

This is the easier way you think?

Think about it with your butt, it is impossible for others to cooperate!

But in the next second, the door opened... wide open.

The two siblings were stunned again, not knowing what was going on.

Furutegawa looked at the candles burning inside, and a group of guys who were also wearing hoods and were equally dumbfounded.

He stepped in and said calmly, "Turn on the light and cooperate with the investigation!"

Chapter 61 Recovering Fusangshen (4200)

In addition to the ceiling of the Lingshe, only one of the four slender incandescent tubes was still working normally, and the other three seemed to be going crazy, flickering non-stop, making people dizzy.

One light and one extinction, it has the atmosphere of a horror movie.

Furutekawa Kamimi raised his hand to press the switch, rubbed his brows, and understood why these people wanted to light candles.

The cooperating light has long been broken!

This is really interesting. I have time to do some things that I don’t have, but I don’t have time to replace the broken lights.

But the candles on the table were still burning, so it wouldn't make the room completely dark, although it didn't affect him at all.

He pulled up three stools, sat down with his two friends, and looked at the four men and three women standing in three rows on the other side of the table.

"Take off the hood and mask first."

The seven people followed suit one after another, as if they cooperated extremely well.

Putting Kotegawa Shinmi aside, the Shirakawa siblings also have good eyesight, and they can clearly see the faces of everyone on the opposite side by the light of the candles.

The little priest whispered: "Four second-year students and three first-year students."

The uniforms of each grade in the school have a slight gap, which is reflected in the neckline. The first grade is blue, the second grade is red, and the third grade is yellow.

Furutekawa glanced at them, and looked at the little man who called them running dogs: "What's your name? Which class?"

The little boy's eyes were dull, and he replied with a dull expression: "Tatsuya Nitta, class five a year."

With a cold face, Bai Chuan meticulously wrote it down in his notebook.

On the other side, Walnut had a strange expression on his face: "Same class as me? But why don't I seem to have seen him?"

"How many boys are there in your class?" Furatekawa asked casually.

"...About ten or eight? Or more than a dozen?" Hu Tao was very uncertain.

Guate Chuan asked if he saw her, looked at her deeply and said: "It doesn't matter, they are all irrelevant roles anyway, as long as I am alone in my heart."

On the other side, Bai Chuanwang looked up in surprise.

Hu Tao punched him up with his fist, and said shyly, "But there are so many people here! Let's talk when there is no one else."

Closer to home, Furutekawa looked at Tatsuya Nitta, pointed to the boxed chicken breasts on the table that seemed to be being processed, and continued to ask, "What are you doing?"

"... as a sacrifice to the ghosts and gods."

"spirits?"

The three of them looked at the pieces of mashed chicken breast that were about to be chopped into mosaics on the table, and for a moment they really couldn't figure out what kind of ghost would want to eat this thing?

If ghosts really like to eat chicken, then the trade industry chain has already been formed in this society, right?

"Could you be lying?" Walnut said softly.

"No, at least not at this time." Furutekawa pointed to the lumps of things on the table, as well as some leaves and grasses of unknown species, and said, "If it's not a sacrifice, do you plan to cook it yourself? ?”

Hu Tao immediately disliked it, it was too horrible to look at.

The little priest on the other side is still taking notes meticulously.

"What's the matter with the spirit that hurts people?"

"Spiritual objects, spiritual objects were brought by Senior Tamura..." Nitta Ryuya replied dreamily: "It's a piece of paper, it wants to play games with us, but, but..."

Speaking of this, his face turned pale unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth trembled non-stop: "Once we participate, it, it will ask us to do a lot of strange things."

Furutegawa Shinmi said thoughtfully, "For example?"

"Eat raw chicken, drink water upside down, pee upside down..."

The three of them were a little speechless.

The little priest frowned: "You all did it?"

Nitta Ryu didn't answer either, Furutegawa Kammi asked again.

"You must abide by the rules, or you will encounter terrible things." Nitta Ryuya replied nana.

Hu Tao tilted her head and said, "It sounds like a wild Fusangshen."

The little priest frowned, looked at Nitta Ryuya and asked, "Why didn't you answer me?"

"..."

Ignored again, the little priest's face was a little tense, and even the veins on his forehead jumped.

"Don't worry about the details." Furutekawa patted him on the shoulder and asked again: "Did you ever think of reporting such a dangerous thing to the special department and the school?"

"Senior Tamura said that we just haven't discovered the method of using spiritual objects. Once we find it, we will definitely be able to master supernatural power!"

The little priest said coldly: "Even Fu Sangshen, the lowest level, can kill you without bones!"

Not surprisingly, he was ignored again.

Furutegawa Shinmi also sighed slightly, thinking of the boss who was dealt with a few days ago, and the three girls who were rescued.

If it's really like what Tamura said, once Fusangshen is wooed, will they use each other to do bad things?

There is a high probability that it will, no matter what kind of mentality it is...

He tapped the table with his fingers, and asked slowly, "Where is that spirit thing?"

"Senior Tamura has always carried it with him."

"What about Senior Tamura?"

Nitta Tatsuya's eyes became more and more dull: "No, I don't know, Senior Tamura was injured and didn't come to school."

The three of them looked at each other, Furutegawa Kamito hummed, looked at the six people standing beside him, and asked, "Who knows the home address of Senior Tamura? Or who knows what grade and class he is in?"

"Class Three, Grade Three."

"It's the third grade again?" Furutegawa has become less and less fond of the senior students in this school.

He searched the small activity room with his eyes again, and asked the last question: "Hand over all the contraband from your club! Everything that has anything to do with the supernatural!"

The seven people subconsciously dispersed to dig out drawers and boxes.

Nitta Ryu also had a dull face, and picked up the horrible boxed chicken breasts on the table.

Kotegawa Shinmi pointed and said, "Wrap these things up and throw them into the trash can outside!"

Then Xintian walked out of the club with a big bag in his arms, never to return.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Furutegawa Shinmi left here with the Shirakawa siblings, carrying a bundle made of coarse cloth.

There are all kinds of strange things in the baggage, including sculptures of evil spirits, old pens, books on occultism, stones engraved with unknown symbols, and an urn I don’t know where I found it... These guys are quite good at playing Son.

The Bai Chuan siblings followed behind him without saying a word, and the two of them made eye contact with deep doubts.

Why did Mao go so smoothly this time?

And why did they only cooperate with Furutegawa?

Hu Tao thought and thought, but couldn't figure it out, so she asked tentatively, "Furutegawa, what happened just now?"

"Oh, it's just a little simple hypnosis. Those people in the Spiritual Society are very mentally ill and should often stay up late, so this small method is very simple and effective."

"Hypnotism? Do you still know hypnotism?" The little priest couldn't help but said, "Why do you have so many?"

"Not really?" Furutegawa Kamami said casually, "In our line of business, you should be able to do everything except not being able to have children."

The little priest was silent for a while, and asked, "Then can you fly?"

"..."

Hu Tao suddenly raised the corners of his mouth.

The little priest looked at him and asked again: "Then can you hypnotize me?"

"what?"

"It's nothing, I just want to experience what it's like to be hypnotized."

"Are you serious?"

"You can try, although I think there is a high probability that you will not succeed."