I was targeted by the boss

Lin Wei took out an ice pack from the refrigerator, put it on his eyes, and looked back to see the three people whose mouths could hold eggs.

Cheng Mo's baby face wrinkled into a ball: "Lin Wei, think again!"

Song Xin raised his voice for some unknown reason: "The minister seconded the proposal."

"Dead eunuch." Cheng Mo snorted.

Even though the phone couldn't get through, Gu Yingyi was still the calmest one, saying: "What you said is all hypothetical, you go to Luo Zhao's dreamland alone, what if you don't come back?"

Lin Wei spread his hands, took a look in the mirror, and said loudly: "Who are you, Lord Wei? I didn't bring a clipping knife with me today. If I did, how could that little monster survive?"

Everyone was silent, and a flock of crows flew overhead.

Lin Wei took out a few talisman papers from the closet, and pasted a few on the windows and on each bedside. At least today, the monster looking for cats can't hurt them.

Luo Zhao sat on a chair in the dormitory, heaved a long sigh, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

The scene he saw just now appeared in front of his eyes. He was called to the lover's gallery by a text message, and he saw Lin Wei as if he was insulting a girl, which almost overlapped with the scene when he first met him.

However, he took a closer look and found that the one lying on the ground could not be called a girl at all, the skirt was as inappropriate on her body as a cover, her cheeks were covered with wrinkles, her expression was ferocious, her nails were so long that they could pierce flesh and blood with a single poke. This kid...how on earth did he get into trouble with dirty things?

Judging by his Zhile look at the time, he didn't seem to know that the "female student" was a monster.

Luo Zhao secretly sighed, feeling that he couldn't ignore people's life and death, since he saw it, he would protect it if he could.

Although Lin Wei didn't seem to be kind.

He glanced at his watch, it was already 55:5 in the evening, and in [-] minutes, there would be a call.

Although Luo Zhao repeatedly emphasized that there is no need to call every day, the housekeeper still never misses a call, and even if he picks up, he will hang up.

Sure enough, as soon as the phone rang, Luo Zhao connected.

"Master, do you have any orders?" the butler asked cautiously.

Luo Zhao reported a series of numbers, which are the numbers that sent him text messages today, and asked the housekeeper to investigate the origin of the numbers. After the housekeeper wrote it down, he asked, "Do you have any instructions, young master?"

He paused, then said, "Send some spells over here."

The butler's voice was still calm, like a calm and objective announcer on a news network: "Did the young master encounter any difficulties?"

Luo Zhao thought for a while, then said, "No."

My young master has already said so, what else can the housekeeper say?He has been helping the Luo family with things. The Luo family made their fortune by magic, and later covered it up with the mining business. The parents of the Luo family wanted to pass on what they had learned, but the only son of the family, Luo Zhao, seemed not so talented. They didn't know how to teach them, and then they resigned themselves to their fate, and simply asked Luo Zhao to bring some self-defense.

"Master, Master and Madam went to Huai City together, they told you not to worry."

Luo Zhao hummed, he was extremely relieved that Father Luo and Mother Luo were together, they would not take advantage of others, let alone put themselves at a disadvantage, not to mention doing some work in private, helping others to look at Fengshui, In addition to evil spirits, everything has long been looked down upon.

Recently, the two of them went to Huai City mostly for business or private affairs. Instead of worrying about the two elders, he might as well worry about himself.

Luo Zhao hung up the phone, put on his sportswear, locked the dormitory, and prepared to go out for a night run.

However, he noticed something strange as soon as he went out.

Opposite him is also a dormitory. There is a bright red cross drawn on the door of the dormitory. The red liquid is still dripping down. Luo Zhao also smells a fishy smell. The fork on the door is obviously drawn with blood. , As for the blood, he couldn't smell it.

The corridors are usually empty, everyone is in their own dormitories, but in today's corridors, for the first time, a group of people are writing and drawing at the door, and there is a smell of blood.

"What are you doing?"

Luo Zhao walked up to the nearest group of people, a fresh cross had already been painted on the door, and the last stroke was directly cut because of Luo Zhao's interruption.

The person who drew the cross almost didn't stop the bowl containing blood, and was just about to start swearing, when he saw that it was Luo Zhao who came, he quickly put on a smile: "So it's Young Master Luo, hasn't the school been very peaceful recently, we just want to avoid it." Take a risk."

Luo Zhao grew up in the pile of spells since he was a child, and he couldn't help frowning. He has never seen such a simple spell that ordinary people can draw easily. Which spell doesn't take a long time to practice to have a significant effect. Now This cross is like a free gift when buying something. There is one on every door, leaving only the front of my own door empty.

"Who taught you?"

Luo Zhao asked this question, and the man replied immediately: "We saw that the next door did it, so we did it too..."

He understood, who doesn't want to save their lives?After someone pioneered the painting of talismans, this trend swept the entire building. When Luo Zhao went up to the fifth floor, he saw that Lin Wei's door was also empty. They didn't follow suit, which is good.

Unexpectedly, just as he was thinking this way, the door suddenly opened, and Cheng Mo hummed a song and took a brush with a bowl of unknown red liquid in his hand. When he saw Luo Zhao, he was taken aback, and then quickly entered the room and turned around: "Lin Wei , looking for you."

Luo Zhao rubbed his forehead, he really thinks highly of them.

Lin Wei was still holding an ice pack to compress her eyes, as she walked out, she asked, "Who is it?"

As soon as he saw Luo Zhao standing at the door, he became sober and shrank towards the door, like a cowering little ostrich. Obviously the little ostrich was scared of being beaten by Luo Zhao.

"Brother Luo, there...what can you do?"

I even stuttered when I spoke.

Luo Zhao was speechless, he couldn't say that he wanted to see if they followed suit, could he?I had no choice but to say nonsense: "Everyone else's door has drawn amulets, and there is nothing to draw."

He clearly came to ask for something, but his tone was more like an order.

Lin Wei let out an oh, and went into the room and brought out the thing Cheng Mo was holding to Luo Zhao, and carefully instructed: "Just like that, just draw a cross."

Luo Zhao pursed his lips, and looked at Lin Wei inexplicably. There was at least a bloody smell in other people's bowls. What's the matter with their oil paint smell?Even if it's not good enough, you've watched the TV series, and you can get the blood of dogs and chickens to ward off evil, right?With such an IQ, it's no wonder that Lin Wei gets entangled in dirty things.

After he took the bowl, he went downstairs directly, put it back in the dormitory and went out for a run without moving.

Lin Wei also frowned when he entered the room, thinking deeply, how could Luo Zhao follow this trend? Shouldn't he be such an upright person as he should hold high the banner of breaking feudal superstition?Fortunately, they used genuine cinnabar, but added some special ingredients, and its usefulness is much higher than the value of blood randomly obtained from outside.

Cheng Mo was mixing the second bowl of cinnabar, teasing Lin Wei as he walked towards the door.

He didn't find any clues inside the door just now, but now he just swears when he goes out, and calls Lin Wei loudly at the door.

Before Lin Wei sat on the bench, he was called out by this sound. He gritted his teeth and walked to the door, and he understood why Cheng Mo reacted so violently.

The smell of blood outside was so strong that it rushed to the nose, as if the entire corridor was covered with blood.

"What's this for? Are you going to gather for a barbecue?"

Lin Wei: "..." How did Cheng Mo interpret the smell of blood as a barbecue?

He went out and walked around, and saw crosses drawn on almost everyone's doors, and an unknown red liquid dripped on the ground. Lin Wei dipped his hand in it, and put it in front of his nose to smell it.

If there is an undo button in life, Lin Wei may have pressed it countless times.

The smell of this pool of blood is not only fishy but also very smelly, as if some summer food has gone bad, Lin Wei's fragile stomach suddenly became turbulent, and he began to vomit and diarrhea when he entered the bathroom.

Cheng Mo looked at Lin Wei, and smiled gloatingly: "Is it so bad?"

Adhering to the fact that practice is the only criterion for testing truth, Cheng Mo squatted on the ground, blowing air into his nostrils, and immediately felt the suffocating smell, his face turned green.

Lin Wei dragged his exhausted body out of the door, with a mask on his face, leaning against the door frame, like a sick Xi Shi: "What are they smearing on the door?"

"Blood." Cheng Mo hastily drew a cross, and walked into the dormitory.

Lin Wei clenched his fist, he should find a time to give Cheng Mo a good meal.

Just as he was contemplating what kind of animal blood it was, someone called out affectionately: "Squad leader!"

Like a gust of wind, the man rushed to Lin Wei.

Before the person arrives, the smell comes first, and the indescribable stench is so strong that even a mask can't resist its fierceness.

Lin Weichao took half a step back: "Xu Feng, what are you holding?"

Just as Xu Feng was about to ask, he was interrupted, and turned to look at the bowl in his hand: "Oh, it was posted downstairs, saying it was for warding off evil spirits, so I brought a bowl, it should be made of pigment."

Pigmented?So the obvious smell of blood can't be smelled?

"Isn't it blood?"

Xu Feng sneered, and took a sharp sniff: "Squad leader, stop joking. I bet on this thing, it's not blood, it's obviously red pigment. Do you bet on it, squad leader?"

Lin Wei shook his head in embarrassment. He still hoped that this classmate's head would stay on his neck.

But... can't they smell it?Who is that bleeding person?

"Which end is this at?"

Xu Feng gave Lin Wei a contemptuous look: "Squad leader, so you also practice feudal superstition."

He pouted towards the bottom of the building: "Just downstairs, at the door of the dormitory, there is an aunt with a small car."

Downstairs... the door of the dormitory... Auntie?

Oops.

Lin Wei said sorry, and immediately rushed downstairs, leaving Xu Feng messed up in the wind.As for the monitor of their class... Is it still a cafeteria grabbing food?

When he goes back, he must tell this matter intact to all the relatives and friends who have not been used to the squad leader for a long time!

Lin Wei ran all the way down the stairs, panting to the door, and saw a place with a light outside the door.

It must be there!According to Lin Wei's years of wandering around small stalls, he has never seen this stall before!

Seeing the lights go out, Lin Wei's heart seemed to be at a loss, he just wanted to keep going forward, he must know what the hell she was doing.

Opening the unit door, Lin Wei took a deep breath and rushed!

However, he was caught off guard and bumped into someone head-on.

To be precise, it crashed directly into the arms of the person.