Ghost Town

Chapter 34

Remember at the amusement park——

"Why do you care so much about this child?" Ji Dongcheng looked at him who was lying on the ground.

"Then it's the Ghost King who cares about him, not me." Lun Fengyi shook his fan and laughed, "Everything may be simple or complicated, it depends on whether you can stay out of it, Ghost King."

"He..." Ji Dongcheng slowly squatted down, "Do you know something about him?"

"Before things are confirmed, it's all just speculation. I'm sorry I can't tell you."

Didn't the spiritual masters know that Mo Xiaofeng was a spiritual master?They are also observing Mo Xiaofeng?Or are you deliberately telling me to let me relax my vigilance?

"Will you explain his condition just now?"

"Heh..." Lun Fengyi shook his fan, his blue eyes were like the hollow heart of the universe, "Ghost King, you won't be emotional, will you?"

"Nonsense! He's a man!" Song Yunting argued in panic and anger.

"So what about men, no one can stop love when it comes." Lun Fengyi hid half of her face with a fan and smiled, "The fetters of the past life can't be stopped even if fate wants to."

The fetters of the previous life...Ji Dongcheng thought of Mo Xiaofeng's increasingly familiar aura, and the picture of him mistaking him for him, and was startled, no!Ji Dongcheng stood up from the sofa.

"What's wrong with you, Ghost King?" Song Yunting, who was standing on the side, stretched out her hand worriedly.

"Keep an eye on them!"

"You've finally got the hang of it, so I'd say it's better for you to stay away from that child."

"No, what I mean is to focus on monitoring Lun Fengyi and not allow him any chance to hurt Mo Xiaofeng."

"What are you talking about? That kid is a spiritual master! How could Lun Fengyi hurt him?"

"Go and arrange!"

"Yes……"

Mo Xiaofeng looked at the pool of blood on the ground, slowly raised his eyes and looked around, the dark room...every time he would stand in this scene where the accident happened in his dream, at first he would only see the person tied to the chair, It seems to be tied up for many days, and then I will dream of all kinds of people, men and women, open the door and reach out to touch the lamp. The computer in the bedroom reflected or turned on the mobile phone suddenly. Men and women walked over in surprise, and the computer desktop automatically jumped to a webpage.Then he curiously clicked a square button in the center of the blue ocean interface, and the sound of squeaking sounded like sharp teeth grinding through the pages of the book, and he tapped the keyboard, but the page did not jump.Men and women wanted to get up and look for the red glow of the pages that lit up the house to catch their attention.Seeing a frozen frame, I slowly saw tables and chairs, messy piles of shovels and iron sticks piled up against the wall, and even bundles of haystacks were thrown aside. Is this a cargo room?They looked at the picture carefully. In the dim grocery room, a person was tied to a chair on the left side of the picture. His messy hair was greasy and shiny. He opened his eyes tiredly and looked at the dim room.The murmured mouth was sealed with tape, the body was leaning against the hard chair, the sore back rubbed against it, the hands tied behind the chair were still struggling, the consciousness seemed to be gradually awakening from the pain, and the eyes opened wider and wider.They stared at the screen in doubt, creaking—the door on the left slowly cracked open with a gap the size of a fist. In the dark sight, a strange smile appeared with light bulb-like eyes, and the people in the screen were shaking their bodies madly with The chair is also shaking, but its smile in the dark gap is even more weird, its eyes are slowly bent into a bridge to enjoy the joy of the panic of the prey, squeak - ah - the door opens, and a thin body stands upright Appearing at the door, the mummy was slightly illuminated by the dark red light spilling from the outside side of the door.The man on the chair yelled intermittently, not daring to yell and frightened, his trembling body gradually becoming stiff until he raised the kitchen knife in his hand, and the silent scream penetrated the room through those burst eyes , Blood splattered all over the screen in an instant.People who finished the screen test would always think it was a hallucination when they were frightened. When they came back to their senses, they found that the computer had returned to the most common restart desktop. The method of walking to the bedroom with drowsiness, creaking—the door opened slightly, and the sound of humming sounded, as if someone was shouting but couldn’t make it, and slowly pushed the door open. I don’t know why, the fear The image of the door will always linger in their minds, the hand holding the doorknob is already wet and sticky, the door has been opened as wide as a fist, but still nothing can be seen, but the huh huh sound is louder, accompanied by creaking The sound of wood rubbing, they were covered in cold sweat, kicked open the door with all their strength, or turned around to try to escape, they would be knocked out, and I would wake up from the dream, and then sometimes I would dream of the first scene, being tied up. The image of the whimpering person on the chair being held up by the mummified corpse who opened the door, and I want to know something later, but this scene always appears in my dream, but the door is locked tightly, and there is only the familiar scary cargo room And the blood stains next to the chair, or the scenes of men and women before the accident, the living room, study room, and bedroom watching the pictures transmitted through mobile phones and computers.These are trying to convey something, but Mo Xiaofeng can feel that these are connected.Creak—creak—there was a sound outside the door!Glancing at the blood-stained ropes scattered around the back of the chair, Mo Xiaofeng swallowed and stared at the dark and shiny door, remembering the frightening tricks played by the mummy holding a knife through the door. At the beginning, he couldn't help but backed away, creaking - the door slowly opened a small crack, and slowly became the size of a fist, with a strange smile squeezed in with the squinted greedy eyes, peeping, slowly Slowly, the door slowly opened——

"Xiaofeng!" Lun Fengyi grasped the lapel of Mo Xiaofeng who was lying on the sofa and picked it up. Blue flames shot up from Mo Xiaofeng's feet and burned all over his body. "Dirty things, don't insult me!" , destroy!"

"Huh—" Mo Xiaofeng opened his eyes and fell to the ground. Lun Fengyi lay down and shook his fingers, "Can you see me? Xiaofeng?"

"Hmm..." Mo Xiaofeng sat up while supporting his aching head, Lun Fengyi let out a sigh of relief, "I'm scared to death, you are really hopeless!"

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I rushed over, obviously I was very scared." Mo Xiaofeng covered his forehead, "I always feel that there is a force pushing me forward, I don't know what it is."

"It should be resentful spirits. They have strong resentment." Lun Fengyi stood up and sat on the side. "In addition to looking at the picture in your eyes through you, I also took the opportunity to peek at all the magnetic fields around me, and found that the resentment is very heavy."

"Is that the mummy?"

"No, it's the grievance accumulated every time you kill. The mummy will be tortured to death by the person who was killed, and then lock the grievance on the wall of a room. Some ghosts gain powerful grievances by torturing people for fun Spirits to manipulate them, but it seems ambitious to have so many."

"Is there a way?"

"Of course I do! I'm a spiritual master!" Lun Fengyi said, patting his chest.Mo Xiaofeng leaned against the corner of the sofa and looked at him tiredly, "Then what should I do?"

"Catch the thief first to capture the king."

"The mummy?"

"nonono, it's the remote-controlled computer."

"what?"

"Someone is using computers to trap victims."

"What do you mean?"

"Someone is selecting objects, or helping those mummies to choose objects."

"why?"

Lun Fengyi sighed and stood up, "Get off the floor first and I'll tell you, it's not too cold!"

"Are you also afraid of the cold as a spiritual master?"

"We are human beings anyway, we have perception." Lun Fengyi waved his hands, sat down on the sofa, bowed and stirred a large tea mug on the coffee table, which was dark and steaming, but sweet The chocolate aroma of chocolate.

"Is it hot cocoa?"

"Yes!" Lun Fengyi happily held the tea mug.

"I don't seem to have this at home..."

"I bought it myself! Do you want to try it! It's super delicious!" Lun Fengyi's eyes were shining brightly, as if a star had fallen into the deep blue sea, "I was afraid I didn't have enough to drink, so I looked through the cupboard Come out with a large container."

"Are you really a spiritual master?" Mo Xiaofeng's face twitched.

"That's a must!" Lun Fengyi picked up the tea mug and drank it in one gulp, "Wow! It's delicious in the world!"

"Um..." What did this guy do when I was having a nightmare... I have the leisure to drink this stuff first, my God.What kind of people did I meet... Mo Xiaofeng pulled at his hair.

"By the way, I didn't see the man with the golden eyes you mentioned in your mind."

"Hey?"

"Maybe he has nothing to do with this case, maybe it's just your strong will to add him to these dreams."

"But I don't know him!"

"That's the subconscious, because if he is related to these events, I should be able to feel the strong resentment in him, but unfortunately I don't..." Lun Fengyi knocked on the big tea pot with a stirring rod, and looked at the bottom of the pot. , a sense of happiness and loss.

"Oh."

"About this matter, I have already notified the nearby spiritual master partner, and he will come to share some information he has obtained in a while."

"When was it notified?"

"When I just drank hot cocoa! We can use our thoughts to understand."

Mo Xiaofeng sat next to him silently, Lun Fengyi tilted his head and looked at him, "Don't be envious or inferior, when you reach it, these are all pediatrics!"

"Oh."

"Bang!" A man in black kicked open the door and ran towards Lun Fengyi angrily, grabbed his lapel and picked it up. Mo Xiaofeng stood up in surprise, and Lun Fengyi grinned awkwardly. , "Nie Feng has something to say!"

"Don't you know how difficult it is for me to catch up from ten miles away!"

"Don't be angry!"

"What are you talking about so weirdly! Be normal!"

Does Lun Fengyi speak strangely?Mo Xiaofeng looked surprised, didn't he always talk like this?But this man is quite good-looking, his deep eyes are like the boundless Milky Way, and the stars are twinkling, which makes Mo Xiaofeng can't help but think of Li Bai's poem called "Zongzhi is a handsome and handsome boy, looking at the blue sky with his eyes up, In front of the wind, as bright as a jade tree, in front of the Su Jin Changzhai embroidered Buddha...

Nie Feng, you will never let me order you as the CEO, will you?

you dare!