I live on the 18th floor of Nether Community

Facing the phone, Jiang Xiao slammed his coat on the bed, his tone suppressing his anger.

"Section Chief, didn't we agree at the beginning that if I need it, you will send people at any time. What's the point of asking me to wait for the news now?"

"Xiao Jiang, please don't get excited. Isn't this a special situation right now?" The chief of the dispatch department said slowly over the phone, "We have read all the information you sent. This ghost came from Southeast Asia. We need to find a way to get in touch with the local government before we can take further measures. After all, it is a transnational case, so it should not be abrupt."

Jiang Xiao sneered: "When measures are taken, I'm afraid this family will be tortured to death long ago."

"I read from the information that Zhao Jiangang has been asking for bad cards for a day or two, so it doesn't mean that something will happen soon."

"Section Chief." Jiang Miao took a deep breath, "Foreign ghosts are also ghosts, and it's dangerous to stay for one more day."

"This..." There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and the all-purpose phrase came out, "We also have to follow the rules and regulations."

"..." Jiang Miao's words were blocked, and he raised his forehead and said, "Okay, I'll figure it out myself."

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Looking at the watch on the wall, four o'clock in the morning is the most cloudy time of the day.

The hanged elder sister who lived on the 13th floor began to sing "babbling--" now, and the noise was annoying.

To say that the residents in the building are really good-tempered, and they are not annoyed by being harassed like this every day, so that if he goes downstairs to make trouble now, he will look like a big man who has no grace.

Jiang Miao sighed, slumped himself crookedly into the sofa, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled a smoke ring.

I saw the smoke ring rising slowly, getting bigger and bigger, gradually forming a screen shape.What appeared on the screen was Zhang Meilan's second treasure's room.

"Hey, tool man, wake up." Jiang Xiao flicked the cigarette ash and shouted.

Following his voice, the little figure folded from sugar paper during the day floated out from under Er Bao's pillow, landed on the ground, and saluted Jiang Miao.

Jiang Xiao smiled: "You are quite energetic."

The little paper man nodded.

"The ghost boy didn't come to play with Erbao tonight?"

The little paper man shook his head.

"Is everything normal over there now?"

The little paper man nodded, then shook his head immediately.Then he got out from the crack in the door of the room, floated to the door deep in the corridor, and pointed inside.

Jiang Miao frowned: "Is it inside?"

The little paper man nodded.

"Go in and have a look."

The little paper man took two steps back as if worried.

"Well, I've set up a barrier, so it won't be able to find you."

The little paper man tilted his head, took a deep breath as if making up his mind, and quietly squeezed in through the crack of the door.

As the scene in the room appeared in front of Jiang Miao, his half-drowned eyes opened.Immediately, he changed his slack sitting posture just now, leaned closer to the smoke ring, and held his breath to concentrate.

In the dim room, the four corners of the walls were lit with white wax.

Zhao Jiangang sat kneeling in the center with his back to the door, with a cloth over his eyes.And around him, there are seven or eight children surrounding him.

They were running and jumping, singing nursery rhymes in a language that Jiang Miao couldn't understand, but they were only gray shadows when viewed closely.

The immature child's voice seemed extremely eerie in such a strange atmosphere. A little girl suddenly lay on Zhao Jiangang's shoulder and covered his blindfolded eyes with her hands.

"Kunpo (Thai: Daddy)..." the little girl called out.

Zhao Jiangang smiled, and in the trance of the candlelight, that smile looked a little distorted.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the little girl covering his eyes into his embrace, and clapped his hands stiffly with the singing of those children.The room was filled with laughter and laughter for a while, but it was lifeless.

And it really made his neighbor say that he was right, there were so many ghosts living in the Yin Pai at the same time.

"Promise Dad, you must not scare Erbao." Zhao Jiangang's eyes were slack, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Also, I will continue to protect Dad's toy factory tomorrow, you know?"

As soon as Zhao Jiang finished speaking, he suddenly slumped in a corner like a puppet with broken strings, and fell asleep.

Seeing this, the ghost boys left the room and rushed towards Er Bao's cabin...

"Tool man, follow up!" Jiang Xiao ordered in a low voice.

The candy paper man quickly nodded, leaped lightly, and soared into the air.Just when it was about to get closer to those ghosts so that it could follow into the house, the little girl walking at the end suddenly turned her head.

"I'll go!" Jiang Miao was startled, and couldn't help but leaned back.

The little girl's complexion was gray, and her facial features were indistinct.It can be vaguely seen that the distance between her eyes is very wide, and the left and right eyes are almost grown on the foreheads on both sides, and the position where the nose should be is deeply sunken, forming a sunken black hole.

The candy paper man faltered for a moment, and after looking around guiltily, he trembled in mid-air.Jiang Miao's heart also rose, thinking that maybe his enchantment didn't work on this foreign kid.

The little girl's eyeballs finally stopped after spinning around a few times, and then she slowly turned her face back. She probably didn't notice anything unusual.Jiang Xiao and the Tangzhiren both heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

The moment Erbao's door was pushed open, those ghost boys all gathered towards the little girl in unison, and as the gray shadows superimposed one by one, they merged with the little girl and transformed into a familiar image of Jiang Miao, Xiaobao.

It's just that this fake little treasure has a body and legs instead of a poor lizard tail.

Jiang Miao took a deep breath of smoke, expelled it slowly, gently stirred the smoke around his fingertips with his outstretched index finger, and said in his mouth silently: "Today, let's use three parts of heaven and earth spirit, seven parts of sun and moon spirit, Xu Er's human form, spirit Ghost Mo Bian, according to my order, to relieve my worries... open."

As soon as Jiang Xiao finished speaking, the sugar paper figure turned into a white light and rushed towards Erbao.Immediately, a hazy halo lingered around the sleeping Erbao, enveloping him.The Tang Paper Man turned into the appearance of Er Bao, leaned out of the halo, and pretended to rub his sleepy eyes.

At this moment, neither Xiaobao nor Erbao is real.

"Brother..." The fake Erbao, who was transformed into a sugar paper man, imitated the appearance of the real master, and shouted timidly.

The ghost boy turned into a fake Xiaobao and grinned at the fake Erbao, holding his hand to take him out of bed.

"Brother, where are we going?" Fake Erbao said aggrievedly, trying to pull his body back.

The fake Xiaobao seemed to be angry, and stubbornly tugged on the fake Erbao's arm. At this moment, Jiang Miao, who was connected with the sugar paper figurine, couldn't help but feel the strong pulling force from his arm.No wonder he saw a circle of black scars on Erbao's wrist today.

"Don't struggle, follow it." Jiang Miao silently manipulated the candy paper figurine in his mind.

After receiving the order, the Tang Paper Man followed the ghost boy out of the house obediently.

"Brother, where are we going..." the candy paper man asked.

The ghost boy stopped in his tracks, turned his head and stretched out his finger to tap the candy paper figurine's forehead.

Jiang Miao felt in a trance for a while, knowing that Guitong was performing the soul-hunting technique, so that Er Bao would lose his mind temporarily, so as not to startle others by crying and making a scene.

However, tonight's second treasure is different from the past.Paper figurines have no heart, how can we talk about the soul?Soul insanity is useless here.

"Hey, tool man, when you see the opportunity, remember to stick a wisp of it and keep it as a memory. I'll use it tomorrow." Jiang Miao gave another instruction to the sugar paper man in his heart.

Here, the ghost boy dragged the candy paper figurine Erbao all the way downstairs to the children's paradise in the community, pointed to the swing under the tree and turned to look at the fake Erbao.

"Swinging..." Guitong's voice gurgled, making a dry and piercing voice, "Swinging..."

"Swing, swing with it." Jiang Miao ordered.

The candy paper man pretended to be dull and nodded, and was dragged by the ghost boy to sit on the swing.

"Moonlight, panic, the little wooden box is empty..."

Under the pale lonely lamp, the ghost boy pushed the swing up and down.Many voices came out from its body at once.As the gray shadows peeled off from its body, several ghost boys gradually gathered around the swing.

"Little friend, go up to the hills, pick flowers and change into new clothes..."

The next paragraph is in a foreign language, and Jiang Xiao can't understand it.But the scene seen through the smoke rings, coupled with such a gloomy ditty, is indeed a bit terrifying.

"Hee hee...!" Guitong pushed the swing harder and harder each time.

The swing became higher and higher, and finally formed an exaggerated arc.The gathered ghost boys became even more excited when they saw this, and began to push the swing vigorously in turn.

The candy paper man sat on the swing and was thrown into the air happily by them, holding on to the swing rope stiffly.

I also want to know how they treat Erbao on weekdays.They captured his mind, sealed his mouth, made him unable to cry or speak clearly, and then forced him to play with them day and night.

"These little bastards." Jiang Miao cursed through gritted teeth.

Just when the ghost boy sent the swing into the air with all his strength again, the transformed figure of the sugar paper man suddenly flickered a few times as if the energy was unstable, and gradually began to become transparent.

Jiang Miao was shocked immediately, something went wrong with the substitute technique? !

The candy paper man seemed to be aware of this phenomenon, he let go of the Qianqiu rope in a daze to touch his body, then his body swayed, fell straight from the sky, and slowly fell to the ground, turning into a piece of candy paper again.

The movements of the ghost boys stopped, and after seeing clearly that the original Erbao had turned into a small paper figurine, the leading girl suddenly let out an angry scream.

how come? !Jiang Xiao almost bounced off the sofa, rushed to the balcony and looked at the sky.

"Hold!"

Jiang Miao punched the window sill, picked up a piece of clothes, turned around and rushed out.

Today is really going to recite words! ...in time for a lunar eclipse!You have to know that [-]% of his substitute technique is borrowed from Yuehua, and now the moon is gone, so what a fart!

The ghost boy was obviously irritated at the moment, Zhang Meilan's house might not be peaceful tonight!