cat disease

, turned into a wisp of smoke and was about to hide in Chongjiu's hair.

It's just that he was just halfway through the charge when Chong Jiu grabbed him and brought him to his eyes.

Chongjiu looked at the gray remnant soul like a little snake: "You don't want your soul to return to your hometown, what are you doing with me?"

The remnant soul twisted his body and tried to break free from Chongjiu's grip, but he was not complete and had no strength. Now that the cigarettes were gone, his color faded again, like a persimmon kneaded by someone.

After trying several times but failing to escape, he simply let go of his strength, limp back and forth, and did not move.

Chongjiu looked at the remnant soul pretending to be dead, thinking that maybe it would be useful in the future, so he balled him up and stuffed him into a cigarette case.

When he came out of the house, Yan Zijin was still preparing in full swing, but there seemed to be an episode in the middle of the preparation, a few people gathered together to argue about something, and in the middle of the argument was the lingering Fang Wei.

Chong Jiu never thought that one day he would use the word "lingering soul" on a living person.

He opened the umbrella again, and after stepping over a few stones, he finally heard what they said clearly.

Yuan Yichuan put his hands on his hips, and because he was too emotional, the gold chain around his neck swayed from side to side when he spoke, like a gangster/society who robbed a house: "Are you using a broken piece of wood as an eye? Are you kidding me, or are you kidding a ghost?" What? No, even if the leader speaks out, I don’t agree. If you don’t succeed, you can do it all over again. Who has that spare time? If you can support it today, do you want to come back tomorrow or stay here overnight?”

Chong Jiu squinted his eyes and looked over, and saw a solitary log lying in the middle of a three-meter-diameter formation. It looked...as if it was the one he threw to Fang Wei that could attract ghosts. You don't need to think about it to know who it is dry.

There is a small piece of wood in the middle that is darker than the rest, because of the blood.

Chong Jiu snorted coldly, it was really a good look.

Chapter 35

◎Eye of formation◎

Fu Yuanyi was standing aside holding a black lacquered stone. After listening to it for a long time, he didn't hear any results. He felt that the stone in his hand was getting heavier and heavier. It was estimated that these people would have to argue for a while, so he wanted to shake the stone. lay down.

However, just as he bent over, a voice came from all around him: "Don't move!"

Fu Yuan half bent over, looked up and looked left, and saw Yuan Yichuan and Yu Wei each stretching out a hand, as if he was holding some kind of egg in his hand, which would break if he touched it. put it on the floor.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yuan looked at the stone in his hand, made sure it was a stone and not something else, and asked, "You don't feel tired, you hug it, what's the fuss about?"

Yuan Yichuan said angrily: "It's not that you squatted in this ghostly place for several days. At the beginning, the leader sent me here cursing and swearing. I just guarded this shit every day. I looked at the corpse over and over again, so I couldn't wait for you. Here it is, is it possible that you can fool around? Do you have a look at that piece of broken wood?"

Yuan Yichuan was not happy with the wood in the formation, especially after seeing the things Fu Yuanyi brought over, he couldn't get used to it.

"It's okay for the rookie's leader to take care of me, but it's important to prioritize. In this situation, should I train the rookie? Don't say whether the rookie understands the formation eye or not. Even if he does, does he know how to find the formation eye when he first came? Failed It's small, what if it blows up, it's not like I haven't seen it blown up before."

Yuan Yichuan became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder. The last few words echoed in this empty environment several times, saying "exploded" non-stop.

Yan Zijin frowned.

After finishing drawing the formation, he couldn't stand in a stalemate at the eye of the formation.

They set up the formation mainly to recruit the spirits that are still wandering nearby. They put the most yin energy around them at the eye of the formation, and open the formation when the yang energy is at its peak, so as to ensure the stability of the formation and prevent it from being overwhelmed by other messy things around. .

After all, the village is in the mountains and forests, and there are many dark and humid places around, and there are rivers not far away, so there may be unclean things hiding there.

The most sinister in the village is supposed to be objects stained with the blood of those deceased, so there is nothing wrong with the black lacquered stone that Fu Yuanyi is holding. There was a stench, and it should have been buried under the soil for a long time.

It stands to reason that it was right to put that stone, but no one thought that there was an ancestor in charge of yin and yang next to him.

Yan Zijin had a headache.

The current situation is that there is obviously a small piece of honey placed in the middle of the net, and if they want to attract bees, the unlucky subordinates have to exchange honey with a sugar that has expired for a long time and may not have a sweet taste. Accused leaders of favoring newcomers with honey.

Who does this make sense to?

In fact, Yuan Yichuan usually has a good temper. He looks like a bastard who doesn't care about four or six. When he is really angry, he doesn't get angry very much. He is the one who talks more and loses his temper. Being able to laugh it off is considered a relatively smooth person. I don't know what medicine I took wrongly today.

Maybe I have really stayed in this place for a long time, and I want to leave early when I have stayed enough.

Yan Zijin comforted himself.

Yuan Yichuan said: "Leader, you only need to tell me a reason why a piece of broken wood is better than that stone, and I will shut up immediately."

"Alas, Chuan'er, the formation is sealed, and the dead objects in the middle cannot be changed. What's the use of entangled with these, since the leader said it is possible, then try it." Yan Su came out to smooth things over, patted Yuan Yichuan, indicating that it was almost the same Got it.

As a result, Yuan Yichuan didn't appreciate it at all, and shook off Yan Su and said: "It's a big deal to redraw the formation. Although the time is tight for reorganization now, it is still in time. When the time comes, if it is not suitable, should I come back tomorrow, or take the risk and try again at another time?" once?"

"Okay, the leader has his own plans, what else do you want." Yan Su was also a little unhappy, he didn't believe in the leader blindly, but Yan Zijin didn't have the airs of a leader, but his ability was solid Yes, I have never lost the chain in doing things.

Yuan Yichuan's tact might have been eaten by ghosts on the road just now, and he snorted coldly: "Dead things can't move, let's add living things to the head office. Since the leader trusts the newcomers so much, why don't we give the newcomers a chance to show off?"

This bright word obviously has an ulterior motive.

Yan Zijin's face darkened visible to the naked eye, and even Yan Su didn't want to say anything, so he shut up and walked aside.

On the other side, Chong Jiu had already walked behind the crowd. He walked silently. Even in such a messy place, he was able to walk on the ground, which was in line with his nature.

He stopped when he was a few meters away from Yan Zijin, and the remnant soul that he stuffed into the cigarette case popped up, and then crawled along Chong Jiu's arm to his shoulder again, entangled in his hair.

He leaned close to Chongjiu's ear: "Why does that person feel so stupid, can't feel the yin energy as heavy as wood? I was so attracted that I wanted to rush over."

"How about you go over?"

"No, no, it's not a good place at first glance, only fools go." After saying this, he wanted to prove that he was not stupid, and shrank back, "Your friend will suffer."

Chongjiu was thinking about how to take the wood back without attracting attention and stuff it on Fang Wei's body. His original intention was to recruit a few lonely ghosts to Fang Wei's dream to make trouble, and he didn't want to do anything .

After hearing Remnant Soul's words, he paused in thought, frowned and said, "Whose friend?"

"Isn't it your friend? I thought you two have a good relationship before." Remnant Soul poked his head and glanced at Fang Wei who was standing not far away, "It's really good, and the aura is very similar."

Chongjiu really wanted to say that he was a ghost, what is the similarity between a half-dead person and a living person, but he didn't explain much in the end.

Seeing that Chongjiu didn't refute, the remnant soul continued to babble endlessly, probably because he had no chance to speak after being caught before, but now that he was caught, he finally had an outlet: "Look at the person standing over there. It looks like a good thing, I’ve seen such a flowery shirt on TV, usually worn by hooligans, and a big gold chain, it’s so thick, isn’t the neck tired? I’m tired just looking at it.”

Chong Jiu: "..."

He made the remnant soul quiet for a while, but he is incapable now, damn it!And Fang Wei who caused him to be condemned by God!

"What is the relationship between you and the besieged people? Oh, by the way, who are you? I always feel that you are cool and comfortable. My name is Yu Song. How about you?" The remnant soul chattered endlessly.

The people who appeared in Chongjiu recently seem to like to chatter, and everyone wants to sing against him.

Yu Song waited for 2 minutes, guessing that this chilly person might not want to talk to him, but he was not annoyed, staring at the formation in the distance and said: "In that formation, why do I feel that there is a familiar atmosphere inside?"

Chong Jiu: "Huh?"

The remnant soul was in a good mood when he saw that Chong Jiu had spoken to him, and his tone became brisk: "I can't say, maybe I have seen it before I was alive, and it's not right, how could I be familiar with the breath of the dead before I was alive, um... maybe I have touched it after death. .”

Chong Jiu glanced at the gray mist floating in the corner of his eyes, and suddenly asked: "Didn't you say before that you couldn't remember anything from the time you died until you stood in front of me? How did you know that I asked someone else about it?" thing?"

Yu Song, who had been talking endlessly, suddenly fell silent, and he said after a while: "Vague, I seem to have a little impression..."

Chong Jiu smiled lightly: "I have a little impression, it's okay..."

After speaking, he put the cat on his shoulder, took out a dagger from his pocket and walked towards the formation.

Although the remnant soul was attracted by the array, he subconsciously felt that it was a dangerous place. When Chong Jiu just took the first step, he became restless, causing Chong Jiu's long hair to flutter.

"If you move around again, you will be stuffed into the formation as a pawn."

"Don't mess around, what do you want to do."

"Didn't you say that there is a familiar breath, go and see what this breath is."

As the party under discussion, Fang Wei felt a little too at ease watching the excitement from the sidelines.

He leaned on Yan Zijin, with his hands in his pockets, as if I don't care, and you do what you like, which really set fire to Yuan Yichuan's heart.

"Leader you..." Yuan Yichuan just wanted to be rebellious again with his neck red, but in the middle of speaking, he saw a black figure lying in the middle, a white light flashed, and blood was directly sprinkled on the formation.

Chongjiu looked at Yan Zijin, his pale palms were dripping bright red blood: "The time is coming, hurry up."

There is nothing more haunting than the current Chongjiu.

Yan Zijin didn't expect that the debate would end up in the current situation, and he was a little confused for a while.

When he saw Chongjiu standing under the shade of a tree, he cast a chilly gaze over him, and then he came to his senses, and greeted the others in a bad tone: "That's all right now, hurry up and go and do what you should do, the shit is really serious." many."

Yuan Yichuan glanced at Fang Wei without saying a word, turned his head and turned his lips to leave, not knowing why he was slandering the leader and the newcomer in his heart.

The sudden change finally gave some clues to the chaotic situation.

Seeing that he finally didn't have to suffer anymore, Fu Yuan quickly threw the stone aside and patted the ashes on his hands.

Yu Xin was not familiar with the formation and these things. Although he had been in the group for a long time, he stayed behind most of the time, and the only things that required him to come forward were minor troubles. This was the first time he had seen such a scene.

Fu Yuanyi was about to go back to the car to get some more things, when Yu Xin followed him: "I looked at Yuan Yichuan like that, and thought I couldn't be nice today, but I didn't expect it to end like this. What happened to that time?"

Fu Yuanyi is like a know-it-all in the organization, there are very few things he doesn't know.

He opened the car door, pulled out a backpack from inside, and sneered when he heard Yu Xin's question: "That battle was actually to gather the spirits who were still wandering around and didn't want to leave, and ask them some information. Although those spirits used to be Ordinary people, after all, they have been ghosts for so long. Even if you have a pair of yin and yang eyes and can see ghosts, they may not talk to you, or even want to occupy your body and return to the world. trap them in it."

"Have you ever caught a fish?"

Yu Xin: "Huh?"

Fu Yuanyi took out a stick-like object that was less than one meter long from his bag, and took out a few pieces of yellow paper with mantras written all over it with red dye, which looked a bit scary.

He posted one of the charms on the stick, and said while sticking: "I don't know if you have seen the kind of net whose entrance is like a funnel. It is easy to get in when you come in. Swim along the narrower and narrower passages. Really. Once you enter the net, you can't find your way out. The principle of this array is like this, it's very simple, the eyes of the array are like bait, and the big net is around, but if the eyes are not attractive enough, the 'fish' will not be obedient go in."

"So Yuan Yichuan quarreled with the leader because of that bait? As for?" Yu Xin suddenly felt very funny.

"As for it, after all, I don't know what happened to the spirit that was summoned. If it is an extremely vicious evil spirit, it will be very difficult to deal with. If we are not sure, we will break through the fishing net and swallow us all, so this timing is also very important. , 2 o'clock is the best time."

2 o'clock in the afternoon is the time of the day when the yang energy is at its peak, Yu Xin still understands this.

He suddenly said: "So if the bait is not easy to use, if the time is changed, the yang energy will be insufficient, and it will be easy to be backlashed by the evil spirits."

Fu Yuan nodded, posing as if he was playing baseball, waved the stick with the talisman paper and said, "That's what it means."

He was very satisfied with what he had in hand, he touched the stick with his fingers, and asked casually: "I wanted to ask before, but I never found a chance. Who is the leader leading?"

"Huh? What?" Yu Xin was digesting the knowledge about the formation, but he didn't react to Fu Yuanyi's words at first.

Fu Yuanyi carried the stick on his shoulder and raised his chin in one direction: "Do you know why Yuan Yichuan shut up later?"

Yu Xin wondered: "Didn't the blood of a living person be added?"

He shuddered at the thought of whose blood it was.

"The eyes of the array usually have the blood of the dead, and the more yin, the better, so that those who are entrenched here can be drawn out." Fu Yuanyi said.

Yu Xin: "So?"

"Didn't you feel it?" Fu Yuanyi's eyes fell on the man in pitch black under the shade of a tree in the distance, "The yin in the blood is almost choking your nose."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Yu Xin: "Haven't you been with the leader recently? Who is this leader with?"

Yu Xin swallowed, he dared not speak.

Fu Yuanyi stared at Yu Xin's expression, made Yu Xin feel hairy, and then threw out a sentence that almost stopped Yu Xin's heart.

He said, "Is this person related to the bookstore?"

Chapter 36

◎Meng Ci◎

At this point, there is no need to do anything. A few people walked around the big circle to make sure that there were no lines because of the wind or the blood that was sprinkled later. The writing was unclear.

Strange to say, it is obviously ordinary land. When the stick is passed by, the middle collapses in, and the soil is naturally pushed to the sides. No matter what kind of water, or more precisely, after blood drips on it, it should more or less drive Soil was piled up on both sides, overwhelming the writing.

But no, the blood seemed to have its own consciousness, and it just seeped in through the gaps in the soil, except that the smell in the air was even more fishy and sweet.

Meng Ci put the umbrella on top of her head again. She always felt that people like her should not be exposed to the sun, but should live in the dark. Of course, her excuses were always: beautiful women are afraid of getting sunburned.

Even though she never gets a tan, she has an enviable physique.

This is Meng Ci's first business trip with the leader. She has been acting independently since she joined the group. Even if she occasionally has colleagues with her, she is mostly in charge.

She is an outlier, she has been ostracized since she was a child, even if she is beautiful, the people around her are afraid to avoid her.

Meng Ci's family was very harmonious before she was born, at least that's how it looks in the photos.

Whether it's a travel photo or a family photo, everyone looks happy when they smile, without any false appearance, until after she was born.

She had only seen one photo of her since she was a child, and in that photo, everyone's smiles changed, and the corners of their mouths were extra stiff.

The unbearable embarrassment can be felt through the lens.

The cause was Meng Ci, she was a freak, and even her biological parents almost killed her with their own hands within one month of her birth.

Meng Ci stood on one side with her umbrella in her hand and watched other people squatting beside her to check the array. It was inconvenient for her to move while wearing a cheongsam, but she stood with peace of mind and didn't feel any embarrassment.

A large group of elders asked her, a delicate girl, to do these rough jobs, and no one had the face to call her. Even if they were familiar with each other, they would subconsciously protect "Zuhua".

The group flower Meng Ci stood and watched for a while, feeling bored, and after meowing around, walked catwalks to the tree, and stood next to Chongjiu.

Although she was sitting in the co-pilot along the way, she had noticed the person sitting in the last row a long time ago, handsome guys would always make people look more unconsciously.

Meng Ci first lowered his eyes to look at Chong Jiu's hand, the dripping blood seemed to be bleeding endlessly, presumably the wound was not shallow.

After all, it was impossible to lose so much blood in the battle.

Meng Ci withdrew his gaze, looked at the front, and said seemingly unintentionally, "Don't you need to bandage your hands? It's still bleeding. There is no hospital here."

Her subtext is that there is no ambulance to rescue the blood loss.

However, this man didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't pay attention to her at all, and was so focused on what he was looking at.

Meng Ci was the one who was isolated since she was a child, and this kind of non-response situation was seen a lot.

She smiled and yelled at the man next to the car who was messing with something, "Yu Xin, there's a first-aid kit in the car."

Yu Xin turned his head: "Injured? Wait a minute, the leader asked me to find something. Is the injury serious?"

"Seriously, I'm about to die. If you don't bring it over in two minutes, I can collect the body." Meng Cisu put his hand on his forehead and said without blushing.

Her words may seem too thick-skinned, even the handsome man beside her who has been cold and unresponsive gave her a look.

Meng Ci returned a particularly charming smile, and whispered, "You lied to him."

Chong Jiu silently withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance again.

He wondered who Yan Zijin was bringing with him.

Yan Zijin interjected in a timely manner from a distance: "I told you not to dress like that, the one who brought you here to work, not for the catwalk, who will show your beauty?"

"Show this handsome guy! I want you to take care of it!" Meng Ci scolded.

It happened that Yu Xin trotted to bring the medicine box over. Hearing these words, he staggered and nearly fell down. After stabilizing his figure, he deliberately avoided Chong Jiu and stopped in front of Meng Ci: "Sister Meng, what's wrong?"

"What's your name, sister, I'm so young, don't bark, you can leave if you give me the things." Meng Ci took the medicine box and gave the order to evict the guests.

She put the medicine box on a stone, and found that Yu Xin hadn't left yet, she raised her eyes and asked, "Didn't the leader ask you to work? Why are you still here?"

The place where Meng Ci put the medicine box happened to be next to Chong Jiu's injured hand, no matter how stupid Yu Xin was, he knew what Meng Ci wanted to do, so he said "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and hurried away.

Just now, Fu Yuanyi grabbed him to ask questions, and he was finally prevaricated by Tai Chi, so he didn't want to stay in front of the person right now.

No, not this moment, he didn't want to be around that person in his life.

So he ran away happily.

Meng Ci took out a needle from inside, sucked a tube of normal saline, and grabbed Chong Jiu's hand without saying hello.

Chong Jiu has been paying attention to the dynamics of the formation, waiting to see what kind of aura makes the remnant soul named Yu Song feel familiar, maybe it is the person who created this situation.

Although Chongjiu has lived a long time, perhaps no one in this world has lived longer than him, but he may not have seen as many people as an ordinary adult.The dead are not counted, the ghosts who entered the bookstore have already entered the door of the back hall, they may be busy in a certain corner of the world, all the people they know.

In this way, there are very few people he can think of.

And among those who can be remembered by him, none can control the whole thing, which makes him a little anxious.

When negative emotions are too strong, it is easy for people to fall into some kind of self-enclosure.

Chongjiu could have relied on his own ability to keep him on high alert even when he was immersed in his thoughts, no matter if he was approaching a dead or a living thing.

But he doesn't have it now, so that even Yu Song, who has been relying on him to keep his body, has changed his address from "adult" to "you".

He is now like a weak and sick chicken.

That's why when Meng Ci's warm and soft hands touched his fingertips, he reacted abruptly, and when he wanted to pull his hands back, the girl pulled his fingers hard to compete with him.

Meng Ci held Chong Jiu's two fingers: "Don't move around, you see the wound is getting bigger, do you really want to die here, and add another strange story to this place?"

Chong Jiu didn't move, mainly because he didn't want to fight with a girl in public.

Seeing that the strength in his fingers disappeared, Meng Ci showed a triumphant smile unabashedly.

She flushed the blood that had solidified on the edge with salt water, then took out a gauze from the medicine box and wiped it carefully until the wound was completely exposed, and then took out povidone iodine and anti-inflammatory powder, her movements were methodical and skillful.

"Aren't you wondering why I am so familiar with the wound treatment process?" Meng Ci lowered his head and evenly sprinkled the anti-inflammatory powder on the wound.

Chong Jiu didn't answer, it wasn't that he was angry because of the forced treatment of his wounds, but that he was really not curious, he was never interested in other people's experience.

Meng Ci took out another piece of gauze and a bandage, and carefully bandaged Chongjiu.

"I have often bumped into each other since I was a child, not because I was naughty. I was very obedient when I was young, and I didn't dare to be naughty at all. At that time, I always felt that as long as I was a little more obedient, the people around me would like me. I My parents will love me too, and if they don't like me, it must be because I'm not good enough to be so annoying."

"Later I found out that their dislike had nothing to do with me being good or bad. Even if my grades were all No. 1, even if I could get a good ranking in every competition, no one would love me. My classmates would still throw me stones, and I would be thrown on the table. There will always be insulting words, and the notebook and pen will still be damaged to varying degrees, and then I will go home without a chance for me to explain, and the waiting will always be typing."

"At that time, I thought, forget it, since you all want to destroy me, you all don't have a good time, if you want to be bad, let's do it together."

Meng Ci smiled when she said this, she didn't know if she wanted to finish the story, or if she was doing things in such a meticulous manner, her movements of wrapping the bandages were very slow, as slow as a movie lens in slow motion.

After another round of bandages, she went on to say: "I am not doing well, and others should not think about it. Does it sound like I am bad? But then again, there are a few in our group who are not bad. It just looks like a good guy, oh, some don’t look like that, the squatting person over there looks like a bad guy.”

Meng Ci's voice was nice, but not fast, it sounded soft.

"Now I see the news that it is good to strictly control school violence. Children who are treated violently will not be able to get out of the shadow of their childhood in this life. It's just that when those people grow up, they will bury the wounds they have suffered deeply. On the surface, it looks no different from ordinary people, and occasionally I can joke about the things I encountered in my childhood, but in fact, only I know how difficult that period was, and I will never let it go in this life."

"What about you?" Chong Jiu lowered his head, looking at the neatly combed hair and slender neck in front of him, even if it was just these two places, he could tell that she was a beauty.

Although he wouldn't fall in love with someone because of such kindness, but beautiful things will always make people treat them subconsciously, not to mention that the girl is still talking about such things in a gentle voice.

Meng Ci raised her head briefly after hearing the words. Even though she was wearing high heels, she was only as tall as Chong Jiu's shoulders.

However, she raised her head too hastily, and Chong Jiu didn't have time to see exactly what kind of expression Meng Ci was saying.

Meng Ci lowered his head and fiddled with the bandages, and straightened the rolled up place: "Actually, I didn't say this to pretend to be pitiful. I have nothing to be pitiful about. Although I really want to be a weak woman, if the leader hears this, I will be punished." Damn, that bastard doesn't know what pity is, and he is doomed to die alone."

She took out a roll of tape, and was still pulling the bandage with one hand, unable to tear off the tape, she said angrily, "Can you help yourself?"

Chong Jiu took over one end of the bandage, and Meng Ci tore off a few sections of tape and stuck it on the back of his hand, then took over the bandage again, glued the edges and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Chong Jiu saw that his entire palm was hidden under the bandage, but his fingers looked even paler. The only difference between them and the dead was that they were not blue.

Meng Ci packed up the medicine box, and stood aside dignifiedly again: "It's just that the taste in your blood is a bit like mine. At first, I was told by the fortune teller that I was too cloudy. Later, no matter where I lived, the family There are always troubles, the furniture moves around for no reason in the middle of the night, my parents are constantly sick, etc. People around me always call me Sangmen Xing, saying that I am the reincarnation of an evil spirit."

This label is quite poisonous, no wonder she came over to bandage herself, maybe she felt that she met a fellow traveler.

Although Chongjiu has a cold temper, he also knew that he should actually say a few words of comfort at this time. He searched his brains for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable word, and finally said firmly: "Thanks for your hard work."

Meng Ci was taken aback when he heard this, and it took him a while to realize what Chong Jiu meant, and laughed out loud: "It's not hard work, you're so funny."

Chong Jiu's face was slightly ugly, embarrassment was hidden behind the stiffness, but the cold appearance covered up his strangeness.

"Hmm... so you were also recruited by the leader? Haven't decided whether to join the group yet? Speaking of which, when he came to me, I thought it was a scam/fraud group. There are no chapters, so it’s hard for him to collect so many people and have not been reported.” Meng Ci said, “But the most comfortable life in my life may be after I joined the group. Don’t look at the leader two hundred and five, in fact, people are not bad. "

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, I just wanted to tell you that you just used blood to help the battle, so be careful after the battle is activated, maybe something will treat you as food. Come here, you'd better go to Fu Yuanyi's side later, have you seen his stick, you can beat ghosts."

Fu Yuanyi waved the stick covered with charms, like an athlete about to compete.

Chongjiu originally wanted to say no, but thinking of his ability to be sealed, he felt that this opinion could be adopted.

But before going over, he still asked one more question: "What happened to those who bullied you?"

Meng Ci was carrying the medicine box and was about to send it back to the car. Hearing this, he turned to look at Chong Jiu, tilted his head and smiled: "I don't know what happened afterwards, and I haven't contacted him again."

Then he nodded and headed towards the car.

After finishing his work, Yan Zijin came to Chongjiu's side, looked at his well-bandaged hands, and said twice, "Not bad, our group flower will bandage you personally, how does it feel to be cared by a beautiful woman?"

Chong Jiu: "..."

Yan Zijin chuckled, with an ambiguous expression on his face: "What have you guys been talking about for so long?"

"It's nothing, she might want to be a lobbyist and get me to agree to be your subordinate in your group."

Yan Zijin: "..."

Does this girl want him to die and usurp the throne!

What Meng Ci didn't say was that the reason why she joined this group was more because she was desperate.

At the beginning, she was admitted to university with such pressure, thinking that she could get rid of everything in her childhood and her family, but she didn't think that university was another nightmare.

In that nightmare, she also brought those people who dragged her into hell from her beautiful fantasies. It is estimated that those people will never escape the shadow of the university in their lifetime.

When she first entered college, she was actually fine. People around her were very enthusiastic. Her roommate took her out for shopping, eating snacks, and buying beautiful clothes and jewelry. She thought that heaven was nothing more than that.

But the good times didn't last long, because she was beautiful, and many people pursued her in the university.

If there are more people pursuing, there will be a sense of competition. In the end, many boys are no longer a matter of liking it, but a matter of face.

In order to stand out from the crowd of suitors, those who pursued her began to inquire about Meng Ci's hobbies and past in private, trying to find a breakthrough, so they resorted to all kinds of martial arts to contact their former classmates.

Although there are many universities in China, everyone has more classmates. If you inquire one by one, you will eventually meet someone you know.

Coincidentally at this time, a murder case occurred in the dormitory where Meng Ci lived. A girl committed suicide by jumping off the building. Still jumped.

This matter had nothing to do with Meng Ci originally, but at this juncture, one of the suitors went online with Meng Ci's former classmate, and later became Meng Ci, an evil ghost who influenced others, making that The innocent girl jumped off the building.

Then the past repeats itself.

Meng Ci was isolated again, more violent incidents happened to her, and her words became more and more ugly.

Those men who had been rejected and jealous women began to fabricate all kinds of rumors. Meng Ci, who just thought he was freed, returned to hell again, this time falling even harder.

Later, when one evening class was over, Meng Ci was blocked by a forest by a group of people.

A group of people consisted of men and women. They laughed and made noises, pointing at Meng Ci and scolding "****", "whore", "ghost", whatever ugly words, and some unruly people groped.

That time Meng Ci finally broke out. A weak little girl, she took a fruit knife hidden in her bag and stabbed 13 people in a row.

Although these people were only slightly or seriously injured in the end, and did not really lose their lives, Meng Ci went to prison for this.

It was Yan Zijin who brought her out.

Meng Ci didn't know if the girl who jumped off the building had anything to do with her, and thought that it was because she was unknown that she overcame those who were only close to each other.

It wasn't until Yan Zijin brought her into the group that she realized that she had never harmed anyone before, except for the episode where she broke out at the end. She was just a bit more yin and easily attracted some filth, but she would not hurt the living life.

Meng Ci put the medicine box back under the car seat, and stood in front of the car smiling alone.

It is true that those people have not contacted again, but when she was hurt, Meng Ci also accidentally hurt his own hand. His own blood touched the wounds of those people, and Yin Qi entered their bodies. Presumably they are still haunted by nightmares now.

Yan Zijin, who was in the distance, saw that the others had finally checked the formation, and greeted Meng Ci: "Beauty, have you rested enough? If you have enough, hurry up and work! Be careful, I will deduct your bonus!"

Meng Ci took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, turned around with his chest out and his abdomen in, and walked gracefully towards the crowd, saying as he walked, "Ma'am, this is overtime work! Don't talk about bonuses, you will pay me back." 1.5 times the salary, or I will complain to you at the Labor Bureau!"

Chapter 37

◎Accident◎

The warm wind blows the leaves, and the rustling sound in the woods makes the surroundings seem more lonely, but there is no sobbing in the legend, and it seems to be caused by people's heart, and there is nothing so mysterious.

It's actually quite simple to set up a battle, and you don't need so many people. It's good for four people to stay in four directions to prevent changes.

Since Meng Ci is a lady, Yan Zijin is the leader, and Fang Wei is a rookie, the task of guarding the place is given to the remaining four.

Fu Yuanyi, Yan Su, Yuan Yichuan, and Yu Xin stood still in each direction. When the time came, Yan Su took out a talisman and immediately pasted it on the stone that sealed the formation.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and the warm sun became an incandescent lamp in the icehouse, and the surrounding scene seemed to be coated with a layer of gray film, making it gloomy.

His head drooped on the nearby grass, looking like he was dying, while the forest in the distance was shaking, it seemed that there was something hiding in the shadows, peeping and being attracted.

When the strong wind carried messy things around the formation, it gradually became regular, hovering, rising and falling again.