Welcome to the lock demon tower

438: "Host...Host...Qiao Que! Wake up! You're going to runny nose in front of your male god!"

Qiao Que opened his eyes quickly: ah?

When he came back to his senses, he found himself sitting on the ground with a leg in his arms, and his whole body was rubbing against it, crying profusely.

Looking up, it was Jiang Luchi's cold eyes.

Qiao Que: ... pills.

He immediately let go, thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to help Jiang Luchi straighten his creased trousers. His eyes caught a few suspicious water stains on them.

Qiao Que: ...let me die.

438 comforted: "It's okay, the boss tried to kick you several times just now, so it's evened out."

Qiao Que: ...

Zhao Kexin helped him up and let him sit on the chair in front of the computer: "Little Qiao, are you okay? Just now when the cabinet was opened, you lay down covering your face, and you were so uncomfortable that you scared me. "

Qiao Que took a breath: "Hmm... so strong resentment and ghostly aura, I was not prepared. Brother Chi, did you help me dispel it? Thank you."

Jiang Luchi didn't know if he heard it. He was carefully inspecting the small metal cabinet.

In the center of the metal cabinet, a large pile of sundries was piled high.What makes people uncomfortable is that the five planes inside the cabinet, as well as the open cabinet door, are covered with countless long and narrow pieces of red paper, leaving no gaps.

When the tin cabinet was locked, this pile of seemingly ordinary things was sealed inside.

Jiang Luchi carefully peeled off a piece of mottled red paper from a corner and put it on the table for them to see.I saw some gold powder sprinkled on this incomplete red paper, with twisted lines hooked on it, and it was already tattered.

When getting closer, Qiao Que could still smell the stench that made people breathless, he pinched his nose: "This is it?"

Jiang Luchi: "Curse the curse."

He glanced at Qiao Que, and took the paper away from him: "But it's not complete."

Zhao Kexin looked disgusted: "Spells? Xiao Qiao, are you a spiritual cultivator? No wonder, I heard that the resentment triggered by spells likes to absorb pure spiritual power the most. To them, you are like a walking pot iced beer."

Qiao Que: "...Why beer?"

Shouldn't the general rhetoric be a walking chicken leg or pork belly?

Zhao Kexin took it for granted: "Because it's delicious. Is there anyone in the world who doesn't love cold beer?"

Qiao Que: ...

The Coke Party refuses to accept it!

Zhao Kexin rummaged through the sundries in the cabinet, and a ruler fell from the top, kicking up a lot of dust.

"What are these... rulers, coin purses, half-cut eyebrow pencils, rubber bands... What the hell???" She squeezed out a small bag with pink cartoon patterns on it, and there seemed to be ducks and rabbits on it. .

Qiao Que asked, "What is this?"

Zhao Kexin glanced at him: "Aunt Towel."

Qiao Que withdrew his hand: "..."

Zhao Kexin had a look of swallowing a fly: "Someone put a curse on my aunt these days? It's really knowledgeable. You can't do such a wretched thing in seven or eight weeks."

Qiao Que: ... So Zhou Tian has become a unit of measurement in your heart?

Jiang Luchi was flipping through a photo album pulled out from the bottom of the cabinet. He pointed to the small characters on the lower left corner of the first page cover and said, "It should all belong to this girl."

Qiao Que took it and wiped off the ashes, only then did he see the three beautiful small characters, "Xu Siran".

"Xu Siran..." Zhao Kexin murmured, "Is that the girl who committed suicide by jumping off the building? But if her classmates were afraid of her obsession and asked someone to do it, it should be the mantra of rebirth or the Amitabha Sutra. Why? Can you use the curse?"

Qiao Que didn't understand and asked, "Do you have any explanation?"

Zhao Kexin nodded: "Of course. To save the souls of the dead are basically mantras and Amitabha scriptures, and these are usually used in the family when a relative dies. The magic spell... that is a very lethal spell, and experts can use it a little As a result, if a layman operates blindly and randomly... it will only irritate the souls of the dead. Fahai, a straight man like a sand sculpture, will ignore the white lady and put a curse on his face."

Qiao Que: ...

Zhao Kexin: "Think about it, these days, everything seeks harmony. Even the abnormal life forms in the demon lock tower have thoughts and dignity. Heavenly masters also pay attention to etiquette before soldiers when catching ghosts. , Violent suppression is the worst policy. When you come up, you force people to say 'Hey, watch me cast a curse!', isn't that a curse? It's no good to start with dirty words."

Qiao Que was quite surprised: "Sister Kexin, you know a lot about spells, don't you?"

Zhao Kexin was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "I can't tell. I can see dirty things since I can remember. When I was young, I was ignorant and talked nonsense with the adults in my family. They all thought I was a weird child. Only my grandmother didn't dislike me. , She believes in Buddhism, believes in karma, eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha for me all her life, and often takes me to live in temples. She has been influenced by her ears and eyes, and she often studies on the Internet later, so she understands some basic knowledge of Buddhist practice. "

Qiao Que: ...Who would have thought that Sister Kexin is actually a half-Buddhist cultivator?

438: "...you are right."

Qiao Que was reminded of some not-so-good childhood memories: "Yes. When I was young, I told my best friend that I could see different qi, and he told the teacher that I lied and lied. I was punished to stand all afternoon, and my classmates laughed at me for a long time afterwards."

Zhao Kexin patted him on the shoulder: "Those of us, unless we were born in a family of metaphysics, we probably grew up like this."

The tin cabinet was full of normal daily necessities for college girls, but in Qiao Que's eyes, they were all wrapped in a real black air.

The only exception was the photo album that Jiang Luchi took out.

Qiao Que carefully flipped through the photo album from beginning to end, and there were basically some well-shot photographs in it.There are streets after the rain, beautiful flower fields in distant mountains, streets and alleys full of humanistic atmosphere...the corners of this campus are what appear the most.

Whether it's a newly built and elegant teaching building, an abandoned old school building full of creepers, an exciting sports meeting, a hectic and orderly backstage of an art performance, or even a stray cat napping lazily on campus... She kept it in the lens, and finally developed it very seriously, and treasured it in this photo album.

Qiao Que sighed a little: "This photo album must be something that this girl named Xu Siran attaches great importance to. Let's take it away."

Zhao Kexin nodded: "Well, take it away, in case it is a mission-critical item."

Now that one cabinet has been violently opened, there is no need to worry so much, Zhao Kexin easily opened all the other cabinets, without exception, one success, just like cutting tofu.

Qiao Que watched eagerly from the side: Tuo Tuo, are Buddhist cultivators so powerful?Do you think I chose the wrong major!

438: "...Buddhist cultivators have a high status, they practice reincarnation, um... Anyway, it's complicated, if you talk about fate, not everyone has the fate of Buddha. Some people don't have spiritual power, and they can become Buddha cultivators. In this respect I don’t really understand. I only know that Buddhist cultivators have a wide range of classifications. There are many sects. There are special regulatory agencies. The Demon Locking Tower has no authority to recruit her in."

Qiao Que: ... After all, I still suffered from being uneducated.

438 thought deeply: "...I remember that there is a type of Buddhist training that specializes in physical fitness, with great strength and fast speed..."

Qiao Que: This, this!This is it!Miss Kexin must be like this!

438: "... called King Kong."

Qiao Que: ...

438 explained: "It's the Four Great Vajras, the Vajra of the Diamond Sutra."

Qiao Que: Oh.

... I didn't think of anything else, so don't get me wrong.

438: "... Later, I will contact Zhao Kexin's system to see if I can suggest reporting to the Dissident Management Committee, help her find a master, and officially become a Buddhist cultivator. After all, there are not many people who are qualified to practice Buddhism. She can do it by self-study." It must be a talent to learn a strange force."

Qiao Que Youyou: How dare you say that Sister Kexin has strange powers.

438: "...I'm not that I don't have it."

And where is your focus...

Without exception, the remaining tin cabinets were empty, not even a speck of dust.

Zhao Kexin clapped his palms and said "cut": "Are the people in this photography agency so guilty that they absconded overnight? It's too clean."

Qiao Que let out a "huh" and picked out a Polaroid-sized photo from a gap in the door of one of the clean metal cabinets—it looked like it got stuck in it in a hurry when packing up.

He turned the photo to the front and glanced at it, and immediately put it on the table with a "snap", his face flushed.

I I I I I didn't mean to see this!

"What's the matter?" Zhao Kexin took out the photo from his hands to look at it.

The photo is a high-definition portrait of a girl. She stands in front of a black curtain with her face sideways. Her shoulder-length hair is blown by the breeze, covering half of her exposed face.

In terms of composition and lighting, this photo can be said to be a good portrait.

However, the girl in the photo is completely naked.

There is no occlusion of the key parts, just showing his beautiful ketone body in front of the camera.

"Eh..." Even Zhao Kexin didn't know what to say, and after glancing at Qiao Que, he thought it was funny again. "It's normal for people like them...to take photos...artistically, to take photos of this kind of human body?"

And it's not uncommon for college boys to have a... fetish.

Zhao Kexin casually threw the photo back into the original cabinet, and grinned: "Little Qiao, I can't tell, she's pretty pure? Don't tell my sister that she hasn't been in a relationship yet, right? Tsk tsk, what a waste of beauty."

Qiao Que turned his head and said with a serious face: "What are you talking about, Miss Xin, how much it affects your studies."

Zhao Kexin: ...OKFine acted like I didn't say anything.

Qiao Que was squatting on the ground and carefully studying the door of the darkroom: "I've come here, so I have to go in and have a look... This is actually a coded door, isn't it too much?... Oh, it's so naive... It's just a coded lock, Want to stop me?"

438: "...you can break this? This is an eight-digit password! It is worthy of the level of a god of learning!"

Qiao Que took a step to the side to make room: "Sister Kexin, it's up to you!"

438:......

Qiao Que: What are you thinking!Textbooks did not teach password breaking!

Zhao Kexin pushed and pulled, but it didn't work, so she got angry, stood up and took a deep breath: "Xiao Qiao, get out of the way."

...Is this a way to read a magnification?

Qiao Que cleverly avoided the diagonal line, and even pulled him to Jiang Luchi.

With a loud bang, the password door of the darkroom opened.

Qiao Que poked his head out from behind Jiang Luchi: "...is it really possible?"

438: ...

Zhao Kexin retracted her long legs and let out a breath. Seeing that the eyes of the other two people were all focused on her feet, she couldn't help but look puzzled: "Go in, why are you standing there? Is there a problem?"

Qiao Que shook his head frantically.

Zhao Kexin made an expression of "Oh, I got it", raised her legs, and smiled coquettishly. With her cute ball head, she looked youthful and beautiful: "How about it? The latest sneakers, pink and white, are limited worldwide. Half a month's salary! Doesn't it look good?"

Qiao Que nodded like a pounding garlic: "It looks good."

... not only good-looking, the quality must be very good.

When I get home, I will also find a purchasing agent.

The darkroom should have been specially treated, it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

Qiao Que fumbled on the wall for a long time before pressing a button that was probably a switch.

A light tube above the head emitted a faint red light, covering everyone's faces with a color that could not be described as ambiguous or frightening.

In the middle of the room is a large table. On the table are some bottles and jars of developer solution and the like, and there are many photos hanging above it.

Qiao Que: ...I think there are several possibilities at this time.

438: "Huh?"

Qiao Que: What do you want... When we all walked into the room, the lights above our heads flickered, and then turned on again, we found that there was an extra person smiling sinisterly at you.

438: ? ? ?

Qiao Que: What should I do...all the photos on the table are horror and bloody supernatural photos...Maybe there will be a ghost doll in the photo, if you look elsewhere, then lower your head, you will find that it has been lying down on your arm.

438: "...Fuck, I was scared to death!"

Qiao Que: Right, right, right, right!

438: "...don't watch ghost movies all the time if you're so timid, you!"