Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

"How could they!"

Zhao Jingya fell down on the sofa, not daring to look directly at the jar in front of her, let alone look at the ghost inside.

She was frightened and panicked, Zuo Yan was a little surprised, this subconscious remark was interesting.

Even my own mother might not be able to recognize this jigsaw puzzle-like face, let alone just glanced at it.

Moreover, how did Si Jia know that the girl's surname was Zhao?

"What is this..." Zhao Jingya supported the table to calm down, her fingertips turning white.

He Bao said from the side: "This thing is called a ghoul. It killed those classmates in your school and ate their souls. Look at the patches on the face. There are five, one is quite a lot."

Out of the corner of Zhao Jingya's eyes, she caught sight of him slapping the jar over, and slapped him, "Don't come over!"

The pot rolled twice on the ground, hit the corner of the table, and finally stopped at her feet.

"Ah!! Help me!"

It's a shame for the girl not to sing soprano.

It was only at this time that Zuo Yan discovered his weakness, his hands were short, and he couldn't reach his ears when he wanted to cover them.

A pair of hands fell on his ears, and with just a slight movement, the outside sound was completely isolated.

The jar was picked up by He Bao, Zhao Jingya finally calmed down a bit, but she was also quite frightened.

There was silence in the room for a while, Si Jia grabbed the little panda's fur, and patted the little guy's body with his slender fingers.

Zuo Yan struggled from time to time, and caught his itchy flesh. Suddenly, the two of them paused, and Si Jia shook his hand and continued to pluck his hair.

Zuo Yan: ... Don't think I didn't see you pulling me down just now.

He Bao looked at the few people in the room, scratched his chin, and secretly picked up the mobile phone that the little panda had forgotten aside. Seeing that the account was still logged in, his eyes lit up.

Zhao Jingya was silent for a long time before saying hoarsely, "What do you know..."

"If I said so, you would have no chance at all."

Zhao Jingya remained silent, and Si Jia chuckled nonchalantly, it was very clear in this silent room.

"The ghoul has a clear purpose for killing people. You are his last target. Everything in the world has a cause and an effect. Student Zhao, what do you think of?"

Zhao Jingya's hands were trembling when he said this, and her eyes were dodging these people.

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

There is obviously something wrong with this guilty conscience and excessive panic.

Si Jiadao: "There is a resident singer in the Gravity Bar named Su Yimo, do you know him?"

"No... I don't know."

He Bao said without turning his head: "The bartender at the bar already knows you."

Si Jia said: "You and the five dead girls liked someone together, and you would meet him every few days to go to the bar, just to listen to his songs and meet his people."

Zuo Yan grabbed his hand, put it in his mouth and gnawed it, uncle, it will be hairless after a while.

"In mid-June, the six of you suddenly didn't go to the bar for half a month. On June 6, the first girl among you died in the back alley of the bar. After that, one girl died every seven days. People, you know that going out at night is likely to kill you, but you still insist on going, why is that?"

Zhao Jingya lowered her head, her black hair covering her face.

Si Jia looked at her hands and said indifferently: "Because every night, you will see your hands covered with blood. Does a familiar scene always appear in your dreams, forcing you to go there?"

Zuo Yan felt a little clear when he heard this. These girls seemed to have done something, so they encountered a supernatural event. It wasn't that they wanted to go out at night, but they had to go out.

He Bao said: "Boss, could it be that you are talking about the bloody handprints on her body?"

Zhao Jingya was stunned, "What are you talking about!"

"The bloody handprint on your body is right here, do you see it?"

Zhao Jingya looked at her shoulder, there was nothing, but this person could still clearly describe the size of the handprint.

Si Jia touched the little panda's teeth, not caring about the saliva on his hands, "Blood handprints, the imprints left by undead souls who are unwilling to die are usually for revenge. The six of you killed someone on June 6th. "

Zuo Yan held his hand to prevent himself from falling, thinking that the night before, was he the one playing in the water!

Zhao Jingya raised her head suddenly, "I didn't!"

"Her death has nothing to do with you." Si Jia's eyes were cold, "Do you think you will be safe if you catch the ghoul? Did I say that the ghoul is that girl?"

what!

Several people looked at the ghoul on the table in surprise, everyone thought it was Yin Ling's personal revenge, but unexpectedly, it was not!

"You killed someone, where is the body?"

This was Zhao Jingya's last line of defense. If she said it, she would admit that she had killed someone.

Si Jia stood up and turned his back to her, "It's okay if you don't say anything. After she finishes her revenge, I'll take this ghoul to a job and buy you a family barrel." The last sentence was addressed to Zuo Yan .

Not to mention how panicked Zhao Jingya was, Zuo Yan silently held his hand and grinded his teeth, hehe, liar, you don't want me to eat the family bucket.

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He Bao was driving the car, Zuo Yan complained with his mobile phone, is there such a person, is there such a good person?

I haven't seen it for a while, from diamonds to bronze, how did you do it!

He Baoxin didn't dare to look back when he heard the little panda's humming, and drove without hearing what was going on behind him.

Si Jia pinched his phone with two fingers, looked at the screen, "Fun?"

Zuo Yan: "Hmm~" Should he say it was fun or not?

Looking at the teeth marks on Si Jia's hand, he felt guilty not to grab the phone, but honestly pretended to be his puppet.

Seeing what Si Jia was looking at on his phone, Zuo Yan glanced at Zhao Jingya who was in a daze on the co-pilot, and tugged at his sleeve.

Si Jia glanced at him, but ignored him, Zuo Yan stared at his cell phone eagerly.

In the end, the car stopped at a private villa. According to Zhao Jingya, it was her father's house, and she didn't come here once a year.

Zuo Yan: ...the evil rich man, occupying the latrine...cough cough.

He Bao came out with a shovel in hand, "Where is it?"

Zhao Jingya followed behind him, a little cautiously, "Then..."

Burying the corpse under the tree is also an easy place to remember.

The night air is cool, and there is clear air between breaths.

"There's no need to dig, the body isn't here."

Zhao Jingya said: "Impossible! Right here, I buried her with my own hands!"

Sika said, "There is no corpse inside."

Zhao Jingya snatched the shovel and shoveled the soil, sweating profusely from exhaustion, but the corpse really disappeared.