Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo looked around nervously, the people sitting around were not unusual, they noticed his gaze, and some even smiled at him.

No one could see Damon but him.

"Yan Xiao was just possessed by a demon."

When Damon spoke, he happened to have his ears in his mouth, and his teeth and the tip of his tongue scraped gently over the pinnae. The numbness felt like ants, crawling all over Fang Zhuo's body uncontrollably.

He shrank his neck and bumped his elbow lightly back, signaling Damon not to make trouble.

This action happened to be seen by Song Hengzhou.

Affected by the story, Song Hengzhou was a little scared at first, but when he saw Fang Zhuo's weird behavior, he immediately panicked and asked nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that his mouth was shaking with fright, Fang quickly moved his elbow again, and the inside of his forearm just brushed against his ribs, "It's a bit itchy, rub it."

Song Hengzhou: "Really?"

Fang Zhuo: "Really."

Song Hengzhou felt relieved. When the wooden door behind him was blown open by the wind just now, he almost died of fright, thinking that something had broken in.

Fang Zhuo patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "Don't scare yourself." Then he turned his gaze to Yan Xiao next to Song Hengzhou.

With the lesson of Dr. Qian from the previous world, Fang Zhuo is wary of everyone except the protagonist, even if the person's words just now were not out of intention, but were controlled.

He tentatively asked, "Senior, are you okay?"

Yan Xiao breathed calmly, and chuckled lightly when he heard the words, "What can I do, but you, just now I saw you shivering, cold?"

Not to mention cold, but a little cool.

Like everyone else, Fang Zhuo sat cross-legged on the carpet, and at this time Damon's chin was on top of his head, his arms were around his shoulders, and his long legs were separated, firmly sandwiching him in the middle.

This feeling is like sitting in the refrigerator with your back to face. It can be said to be very enjoyable in the hot summer.

Fang Zhuo said, "I was scared by the gust of wind just now."

Yan Xiao looked at him inexplicably, and after a while, he looked at the others, "It is recommended that everyone allocate a room for themselves and rest first, and leave on time at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Fang Zhuo has learned Yan Xueba's face-changing ability, but now he is not afraid of Yan Xiao at all, because he has a big boss behind him.

When Dai Meng first appeared, the restrained and ferocious expression on Yan Xiao's face suddenly disappeared. Fang Zhuo guessed that this was not a coincidence, but that the demon possessing Yan Xiao was afraid of the person behind him.

This feeling is very strange, as if there is a human-shaped star bazooka on his back, whoever dares to touch him will be blasted to pieces in a second.

The wooden house is divided into two floors, upstairs and downstairs, with a total of four rooms. There are eight people in total, and the average is one room for every two people.

Fang Zhuo dragged the fat boy who told the story up to the second floor, and when the door was about to close, Song Hengzhou also squeezed in sideways.

He rolled his eyes around the room, pointed to the sofa by the window and said, "I'll just sleep there, I won't compete with you for the bed."

Fang Zhuo had no objection, and pulled the fat boy to sit by the bed, "Bruce, is the story you just told true? Where did you hear it?"

Bruce was wary of this person who appeared in the team for the first time, his lips moved, and he whispered, "I forgot too."

Fang Zhuo looked at his twisted fingers, knew that he was lying, and turned his head to wink at Song Hengzhou.

Song Hengzhou understood, and leaned over and said, "Don't be tricky, I also want to know the origin of the story."

Bruce frowned, and his eyes swiveled between the two. After a moment of entanglement, he finally said, "I can tell you, but you can't laugh at me."

Fang Zhuo and Song Hengzhou said in unison, "No."

"My grandmother is a psychic." Bruce said with a timid face. He was ridiculed by many people because of this.

Some people said that his grandmother was a liar, others said that he was an evil witch, and some people once threw eggs at him...so later, he rarely mentioned his grandmother's profession.

Song Hengzhou was surprised, "It's so cool."

Fang Zhuo followed suit. It was really cool. Some western countries recognized spirituality, and even had a dedicated team to study souls and demons. Before time travel, he had watched a program about psychics.

There is a handsome psychic inside, handsome and capable, very cool.

Seeing that the two did not reject this, Bruce scratched his head in embarrassment, "I actually admire my grandmother, but unfortunately she has passed away."

He pursed his lips and turned back to the topic, "She told me this story when she was still alive. In fact, Yan Xiao is right. There is indeed another version of this story. My grandmother even participated in this version. "

Fang Zhuo and Song Hengzhou looked at each other and urged him to continue.

Bruce recalled, "After the demon was summoned, he fused with the boy's soul, but he couldn't leave the house. Whenever someone moved in, all kinds of accidents always happened. About ten years ago, my grandmother was invited by the real estate agent to go to the house." Exorcism, she took a lot of effort to seal him, and she didn't hesitate to lose an eye for it."

So in Bruce's memory, grandma always wears sunglasses.

After Fang Zhuo listened, he typed a line on his mobile phone: [Who is stronger, you or that demon? 】

Dimon is very inexperienced with modern communication software, and his slender fingers clicked on the keyboard, occasionally pausing.

After 1 minute, he finally poked a sentence, 【You can try】

Fang Zhuo inexplicably felt a little cute.

He switched to the WeChat interface on his mobile phone, and sent an emoticon package to his account, [Give you a look and experience yourself.jpg].

Then I saw the emoticon package gallery automatically flipping backwards.

Fang Zhuo didn't want to expose all his private possessions, so he quickly quit WeChat, locked the screen, and wouldn't let you play.

He ignored the man's hand pinching the back of his neck, and asked Bruce, "Are there many people who know about this? How did Yan Xiao know?"

"I don't know where he heard it from," Bruce said, "but the house has been demolished and rebuilt as a bar."

Song Hengzhou suddenly had a bad feeling, "What's the name of that bar?"

Bruce said, "That's right, that's the bar where Alex disappeared..."

He looked at the two people opposite him hesitantly, subconsciously lowered his voice, "Actually, ever since the first case happened, I wondered if the incident on Langton Street might have something to do with that house, because my grandmother said something inexplicable before she died. ..."

Fang Zhuo and Song Hengzhou's curiosity was hooked to the peak, and they asked anxiously, "What did your grandmother say?"

Bruce said, "Grandmother said the seal was broken."

At this moment, there was a sudden bang from upstairs, and something fell to the ground, and that room happened to belong to Yan Xiao.

Outside the bathroom of Yan Xiao's room, four people had already surrounded him.

They looked at each other in fear, and no one dared to break through the door. In the wilderness, with the ghost story haunting their hearts, they all wondered whether Yan Xiao might have gotten dirty.

The three of Fang Zhuo ran upstairs and asked them what was going on.

One of them said, "We don't know. We only know that the president locked himself in the bathroom without making a sound, just smashing things. But it seems to have calmed down now."

Fang Zhuo called out the system, "Can you play what's going on inside?"

233,"The key plot cannot be disclosed."

in the bathroom.

There were broken things everywhere on the wooden floor. Yan Xiao leaned against the corner, holding a fragment of a mirror in his hand. The fragment cut his palm and stained a lot of blood.

There was a person kneeling in front of him. The person was wearing old-fashioned black clothes, his complexion was pale, his cheeks were covered with strange bloodshot eyes, and the whites of his eyes and pupils were black. He was lowering his head and licking Yan Xiao with the tip of his tongue. Blood in the palm of the hand.

In fact, there is another person who has not yet appeared in the story, a little boy who is only five years old.

His name is Yan Xiao, and he is the adopted son of this family.

The day his mother was killed happened to be one full year since he came to this family.

That day my father lost his temper. He kept kicking my mother in the stomach, pointing at him and scolding the bastard.

In order to protect him, his mother rebelled against his father, and at the same time angered his father, who saw his father go upstairs with a western knife.

In order to prevent him from being hurt, his mother hid him in the closet.

Later, my brother came back, took him out of the closet, changed him into clean clothes, stuffed a lot of money into his schoolbag, took him out by the hand, and put him in a school far away from home. The entrance of the orphanage.

Before the elder brother left, he told him, "Wait for me to come back to pick you up soon."

At that time, Yan Xiao, who was five years old, didn't know what happened. He stayed in the orphanage obediently and waited until he had grown up, but his brother still didn't come back to pick him up.

So he found his way home based on his memory, but his home was no longer there, and it became a bar for people to entertain.

Yan Xiao withdrew his thoughts and looked at the demon in front of him, the demon that fused his brother's soul.

He stretched out his other hand and rubbed the demon's hair, "Are you still refusing to tell me your name?"

The devil's mouth was covered in his blood. He opened his mouth, showing his sharp teeth, and made a strange sound from his throat as if threatening, and then looked warily at the door of the bathroom.

He could feel that the danger was approaching, it was a demon that was stronger than him, and the other party was warning him silently, telling him to leave immediately.

bang.

The bathroom door was knocked open.

Song Hengzhou walked in first, the room was full of mess, the mirror was shattered all over the place, and Yan Xiao was sitting in the corner with a pale face, with one arm on his knee.

A cut was made in the palm of his hand, and blood dripped down his fingertips, forming a small puddle on the ground.

"Are you okay, Yan Xiao?" Song Hengzhou was about to walk over, but Yan Xiao stood up from the ground first.

He turned on the faucet as if nothing had happened, and washed the blood off his hands, "Sorry, it affected everyone's rest."

Someone at the door asked softly, "Yan, are you alright?"

Yan Xiao said softly, "I'm fine, everyone go to rest, I need to tidy up the bathroom."

Everyone chattered a few more words of concern, and didn't dare to stay longer. After all, Yan Xiao's situation was so weird that they even regretted their trip.

Fang Zhuo walked at the end, looking back at the closed door from time to time. Before the door was knocked open, he seemed to hear Yan Xiao talking.

Taking advantage of Song Hengzhou's inattention, Fang Zhuo quietly asked Dai Meng, "Did you hear what Yan Xiao said just now?"

"He was asking for the name of the demon," Dimon said.

Fang Zhuo was full of doubts. After entering the room, he went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and waited until the sound of splashing water sounded, then lowered his voice and asked, "Why does Yan Xiao want to know the name of that demon?"

Daemon appeared behind him, with his arms around the front of the young man, pinching his neck with his slender fingers, and whispered, "Because only knowing the real name of the demon can seal it completely."

Fuck, it's just a name, so powerful.Fang Zhuo asked nervously, "What about you? The current name is not real, right?"

Damon turned him around, "You want to seal me?"

Bah, I'm obviously worried about you, Fang Zhuo said, "Don't tell anyone or the devil your name, even if it's me."

Damon looked at his serious eyes and made sure that the young man was not lying or trying to please.

"why?"

Fang Zhuo lowered his head and rubbed his toes on the ground, "No matter what happens, I will never hurt you, but what if someone wants to harm you."

This world is so illusory, what if there is some magic potion that can make people tell the truth, what if he sells Damon under force majeure.

Or don't know, preferably never.

On time at two o'clock, gather outside.

Fang Zhuo, Song Hengzhou, and Bruce were in the last group. Yan Xiao, as the president and captain, led the team at the front, and the rest walked in groups of two.

The location of the expedition is on the mountainside about one kilometer away from the wooden house. It is said that it was discovered after the heavy rain collapsed some time ago and the soil rolled down.

Fang Zhuo doesn't like places like caves and caves. They are gloomy and damp, not to mention depressing, and always give people a feeling of lurking danger.

Not long after the group walked, it suddenly started to rain.

Crackling, mixed with small hail, in order to avoid accidents, I had to go back the same way.

It was raining heavily, and it didn't stop thinking until the evening. Everyone got a little impatient and proposed to drive back. As a result, halfway through the drive, both cars sank into a muddy puddle.

Fortunately, the highway is not far away, and there is a motel beside the highway. Yan Xiao called a tow truck and took everyone there in the rain, planning to stay overnight.

In order to save money, it was arranged for two people to share a room. Yan Xiao asked if everyone had any objections.

Fang Zhuo originally wanted to say no, but before he could say anything, he was bitten hard on the neck, and he hurriedly changed his words, "Yan Xiao, I'll pay for another one myself, I'm not used to sleeping with others."

Yan Xiao looked at him for a moment, "Okay."

The motel rooms are not big, and Fang Zhuo's is a single room, which is smaller than other double rooms.

He took off his wet clothes, walked into the bathroom with a change of clothes bought from the front desk, put a jar of water, and planned to take a bath to relax.

The TV outside was turned on, and Damon appeared beside the bed. When he looked away, he could see a figure shaking in the frosted glass partition.

Fang Zhuo stepped into the bathtub, wrung out the towel, put it on his eyes, leaned on the bathtub and closed his eyes to rest, chatting with the system by the way.

Fang Zhuo: "Is Damon outside?"

233, "Here, looking in the direction of the bathroom."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Ansao." Fang Zhuo said, "Do you think he will come over to peek at me?"

233, "... Why don't you ask him?"

Fang Zhuo quickly said no, no, no, forget it, what if there is a fire, I don't have the energy to put it out now.

233, "Count up, don't make excuses."

Fang Zhuo groaned, "What's the matter with you, you can also hook the boss."

There was a sudden knock on the door, thump, thud, very regular.

Damon sat on the edge of the bed and did not move. He could accurately perceive who was outside the door.

After a while, he saw the young man walking out wearing cotton short-sleeved shorts, showing his white and tender arms and calves. When passing him, he whispered, "Hide quickly."

Damon raised his eyebrows and disappeared.

Fang Zhuo opened the door, and the person he saw was Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao's eyes fell behind him, and he said inexplicably, "Are you alone?"

Fang Zhuo was very calm, "What do you want from me?"

Yan Xiao didn't speak, but walked past Fang Zhuo and walked straight into the house.

When he was telling ghost stories in the wooden house before, he felt that there was a demon beside Ni Ke, which was always enough to scare his brother.But in the following time, the demon's aura disappeared, and he couldn't be sure whether the other party withdrew his aura or left completely.

Until Ni Ke ran upstairs and appeared outside his bathroom door, he felt the breath of that demon again.

Years of exorcism experience told him that this is no ordinary demon.

Yan Xiao restrained his thoughts, "Can I go in and talk?"

Fang Zhuo turned to let him into the room, and poured him another glass of water.

"You're not Ni Ke." Yan Xiao said suddenly without warning.

Fang Zhuo was so frightened that he almost poured water over it. He pursed his lips, put the cup on the TV cabinet, and said inexplicably, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Yan Xiao took out the cross from his neck, the golden light was so shining that it could blind people's eyes.

Fang Zhuo found it funny, "What do you want to do?"

With a sullen face, Yan Xiao stared at him probingly, and said firmly: "Ni Ke's soul has long since disappeared, you are not Ni Ke."

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Is it really okay if you don't agree with each other?

Fang Zhuo looked around subconsciously, making sure that there was no sign of Damon, and then began to think about the possibility of Yan Xiao killing the original owner.

"You replaced Ni Ke's aerosol?"

If yes, why?As far as I can remember, the two never had a holiday.

Yan Xiao couldn't answer, it was him, and it wasn't him.

At the beginning, his brother took a fancy to Ni Ke's soul and attached it to him. When he passed by Ni Ke's house, he changed the aerosol.

The first time Yan Xiao woke up, he wanted to return the aerosol, but it was too late, Ni Ke had already suffocated to death, his soul, which had been separated from the body, was torn into pieces by his brother as a prank, and ate it into his stomach .

So when he saw Ni Ke in the bathroom, he was really surprised, and then Ni Ke's personality changed drastically, and he was even more sure that the person living in this body was definitely not himself.

What would it be?

Is it an ordinary soul returning from a dead body, or a puppet manipulated by a demon?

Yan Xiao put away his thoughts and stretched out the cross in his hand again. This is a cross that was consecrated by the priest. No matter what is in this body, as long as it has evil thoughts or has been stained with blood, it cannot escape the purification and purification of the cross. expulsion.

Before he could start reading the Bible, Fang Zhuo suddenly reached out and grabbed the cross that dazzled him.

Yan Xiao's usually cold face was obviously stunned and surprised.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Fang Zhuo spread his palms, sincerely feeling that the workmanship of this cross is excellent, and the characters are carved vividly.

Seeing Yan Xiao's appearance of being hit hard, he let go of his hand and said carefully, "Even if I am really an evil spirit, it is also from the Eastern faction, why don't you try the yellow talisman?"

As soon as these words were said, Fang Zhuo felt his waist was severely strangled.

A low hoarse voice drilled into the ear with a cold and slippery tongue, "Skin."

The gentle and ambiguous tone forced Fang Zhuo to interpret the meaning of creepiness.

He trembled and asked the system, "Isn't he not here?"

233 said sadly, "He's always behind your back."