cat disease

No matter how exaggerated the outside rumors were, if Shi Yi hadn't nodded, Chong Jiu would not have been able to sit in that position.

But now it seems that it is not that simple. Fang Wei is very suspicious of Chongjiu, and seems to be suspicious of something very important.

But this is all Yan Zijin's guess. Whether it is Fang Wei or Chong Jiu, although many things cannot get around him, they don't want him to participate too much, and they completely treat him as a tool.

Chapter 59

◎"Does it mean that I think too much about you?"◎

The door was gently closed behind him, Fang Wei stood at the door and looked around first, then walked to the bed, stared at the empty bed without saying a word, seemed to be thinking about something.

His current appearance is much less sensitive than before, and he often needs to rely on spells to do things that used to be common, just like before, in order to control water ghosts, he used the characteristics of spells to sink into a porcelain bottle, and then became An invisible net restricts the water ghost's actions and part of his thinking. If it was changed to the past, he could directly beat the water ghost into a puppet, so it is still as laborious as it is now.

Now even in order to enter a room, you need to use a spell to hide your figure. To be honest, such a gap would have collapsed a long time ago if you changed your mentality. Even Fang Wei couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Fortunately, he had a deep study of spells in his early years. Although many spells have been improved and the drawing method is much simpler nowadays, it is just to adapt to the rhythm of modern people. Because of this, many spell drawing methods have been lost. If there is less, nature will gradually disappear.The improved spell is slightly less effective to some extent, but the drawing time is greatly reduced, so the cost performance is much higher.

And the ones that Fang didn’t use were all drawn in his spare time. According to the previous painting method, although cumbersome, there are almost no loopholes. It’s just that sometimes due to his status as an almost ordinary person, such invisibility spells are Conditional, and for a house with an owner, if there is no permission to enter without permission, the effectiveness of the spell will be greatly reduced, so he called Yan Zijin to come over to cover.

There are indeed many unusual places in this room. Not to mention that there is no trace of human life in it, even the things placed there are quite strange. There seems to be something hidden in the wall, completely enclosing the room. It is part of the building, but it seems to be isolated from it.

This made Fang Wei think of another most yin thing-the little ghost.

When Fang Wei just woke up and came to Yan Zijin's place, in order to quickly adapt to the current life, he often flipped through the files in the organization. He once saw a case about raising a kid.

It wasn't the kind of foreign kid that was widely rumored on the Internet, but the owner's family once had a child who died, and he couldn't bear to let go, so he kept him in a certain area in a certain way, as if the other party had never left.But in the end, due to the long time, the child became more and more resentful after being trapped, and because he couldn't get support, he lost his mind and almost blew up the whole area.

This room seems to have such a thing.

It's just that Fang Wei just found his own kitten, and before he could even say a few words of teasing, the kitten disappeared from his eyes.

Chong Jiu disappeared so quickly that Fang Wei only had time to say a word, but judging from the expression of the little cat at the time, he probably didn't hear anything.

It's not an important word, just let him come back sooner.

The little white man was visibly panicked when he saw his master disappearing, and he flailed his fingers that were about to be connected into one piece to grab it, but the fingertips scattered into white smoke as soon as they touched it. Fortunately, Fang didn't stop him in time.

Finally caught this little thing, Fang Wei smiled unpredictably: "Don't worry, your master is just a day trip to some places, and he will be back soon, there will be nothing serious, you—"

He actually wanted to say that you let me play for a while, but in the middle of the sentence, there was another vision in the room.

There was only one person and one tofu left in the empty space. The doors and windows were clearly closed tightly, but the surrounding veils were fluttering back and forth. It seemed that someone was running back and forth in the middle, grabbing the veils and playing hide-and-seek with Fang Wei like a prank.

Then he heard a crisp laughter, echoing in the room, a bit like the sound played by an old-fashioned tape, intermittent, distant and near.

Fang Wei was holding two pieces of yellow paper in his hands, one was pasted on the little white man's head, and his body was gradually dissipating due to his master's departure, the other was in his hand and he didn't rush to throw it out, but smiled and looked at the flying Shaman: "If I were you, you would definitely not be able to laugh. You are trapped here and cannot get out, and no one will come to play with you. At most, you will be facing an ugly old man. What's so funny?"

The laughter stopped abruptly, leaving only the sound of tearing, as if the tape had lost its substantive content.

Fang Wei sat down on the bed unceremoniously, and picked up the teddy bear placed by the bed.

The little bear is soft to the touch, the hair is not long, curly, looks very cute, only a pair of eyes look too realistic, made of brown glass beads, Fang Wei's face should be out of shape inside, it looks like Slightly scary.

After watching it for a long time, I feel strangely that it is staring at it without squinting. Even the line under the nose that is used as a mouth seems to be no longer soft, and the smile becomes more and more weird.

Fang Wei's index finger pulled the cotton thread that symbolized the mouth, and when he pulled hard, the cotton thread broke.

"The mouth fell off." Fang Wei looked at the short string in his hand with some pity, and threw it aside, then put his index finger and middle finger together, and inserted them directly into the joint of the bear's neck. His fingers sank into the cotton, just in this position Picking it up, "Now this thing is really becoming more and more unplayable, it will break if you touch it casually, it's boring."

After speaking, he threw the bear aside casually, and turned to look at the dangling curtain: "Why don't I play with you for a while?"

The sound of tearing stopped abruptly, and the fluttering curtain also stopped.

Fang Wei suddenly felt bored, and slapped a spell on the other bear, as if he was sure of what was hidden in the bear's body, stared into the bear's eyes and said: "Why don't you play with me for a while, my little cat doesn't know Where did I go to play by myself, it really doesn't make sense to throw me here."

Then he took out a talisman from nowhere and threw it casually. The talisman seemed to be drawn by something, circled around the house, then suddenly accelerated, and stuck to the bear's head again, and the two talismans were tightly stuck together.

Fang Wei picked up the intact bear with a smile: "The cotton thread in the mouth just now is not very good, this time we will not talk about the mouth, where do you think is the best place to start?"

Xiong's eyes reflected Fang Wei's expression. He obviously didn't look the slightest bit different, but unexpectedly felt horrified. His slender fingertips were about to touch Xiong's eyes, but there were other sounds beside him.

Before Fang Wei had time to turn his head to see what it was, he felt that his body was suddenly hit hard by something, and then he fell directly on the bed, his shoulders were being pressed and he couldn't move.

The hair on the forehead had been untrimmed for a long time and partially covered the eyes. The cool smell lingered on the tip of the nose, and the cold touch was conveyed to the skin through the thin clothes.

After being dazed for a while, Fang Wei looked at the person who came by without moving: "Where did Master Jiu go? He disappeared out of thin air and reappeared suddenly. He is still in such a posture, which really makes me a little scared."

On the large and soft bed, Fang Wei was lying on his back in the center, sunk in the pink quilt, and Chong Jiu was pressing right above him, his long hair blinded his eyes, it was hard for him to recognize someone so quickly.

The postures of the two of them were really weird. Chongjiu didn't react immediately, so he stood there stiffly, turning into a cold sculpture.

Chongjiu was in that weird scene, accompanied by tearing pain, as soon as his consciousness sank, he felt that the damned punishment had finally passed.

Fortunately, the little white man he pinched was still in that room. Relying on this weak connection, Chongjiu forcibly dragged himself back at the moment when his consciousness was silent, but he didn't expect that when he came out, he just stepped on a soft s things.The head with open eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, and he sighed inwardly. He couldn't control his strength when he returned, and he couldn't leave the pile of corpses. Just before he fell, he grabbed something and stuffed it under his body as a cushion.

What lingered at the tip of his nose was not a disgusting fishy smell, but a faintly sweet scent that seemed to be a girl's favorite perfume. When he saw it clearly, he realized that this was a corpse?

"Which one is Jiu Ye coming from? Robbing the civilian men?" Fang Wei obviously didn't expect this scene to happen, his chest felt tight after being hit, and there was an obvious pause when he said the first word, but of course he adjusted very quickly Quick, if the room was not too quiet, that pause could be completely ignored.

Chong Jiu didn't expect it to be like this. Fortunately, he didn't really press down, and his arms were still stuck on the bed, but the actions of the two of them now are really outrageous.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, he said sorry, and tried to stand up as soon as his arms were exerted.

However, just as he was about to sit up on his side, there was a sudden force on his neck. The restless arm of the man on the bed wrapped around Chong Jiu's neck at some point, and he pressed down on Chong Jiu so hard that their noses almost rubbed against each other. together.

"Don't go, Master Jiu, you see that the atmosphere is just right, why don't you... do something?" The voice of the last few words was barely audible, and one could only feel the breath hitting Chong Jiu's face. Like a vixen who seduces people's soul, especially with those eyes full of emotion, from the inside to the outside, he can't wait to seduce people's hearts.

There was the tearing sound of the cassette tape again, intermittently but much faster than before, as if urging something.

What kind of atmosphere can there be in such a weird room, but between the two of them, because Fang did not deliberately say something ambiguous.However, only Fang Wei himself indulged in this taste, and said it was very useful.

Fang Wei freed one hand, and traced the line of Chong Jiu's lips with his index finger, "Master Jiu is so good-looking, after all, I earned it."

Just as Chong Jiu was about to say it looks good, there was a sudden violent impact from under the bed.The tearing sound stopped abruptly, leaving only two people on the bed who didn't look like they were doing serious business.

With a sullen face, Chong Jiu looked at Fang Wei who was close at hand: "How long do you want to do this?"

"What is this? Does it mean that I think too much about you?" Fang Wei asked knowingly, and his free hand was dishonestly placed on Chongjiu's waist and slid a little along the waistline.

Chongjiu felt his temples throbbing, and finally couldn't take it anymore and slapped Fang Wei away, stood up very quickly, and looked at Fang Wei, who was still stuck in the pink bed, tidying up his messy clothes. I didn't see any flaws, but Fang Wei's dishonest little action made Chongjiu get rid of the doubts in his heart-but no one would be so shameless.

Chongjiu originally wanted to ask Fang Wei what the previous voice was, but just as he was about to speak, the veil suddenly began to flutter greatly, and the girl's intermittent laughter came from around again.

Although there are few furniture in the room, there are many veils. It is not difficult to hide someone vaguely, but this voice and the surrounding breath prove that it is not a person who is laughing at all.

Chapter 60

◎Put it back! ◎

The voice was crisp and thin, and one could tell it was a child's voice.The two of them seemed to have accidentally entered a certain domain, which belonged to a kid, and at first glance there was no danger.

Chong Jiu moved his neck. After the scourge ended, his whole body felt relaxed, and his mood was extra good. Even if he had just been raped, he felt that there was nothing unforgivable.

On the contrary, the person lying on the bed didn't have the slightest sense of self-awareness. He leaned sideways to support his head, and looked over with raised eyebrows without any restraint. Chong Jiu, who was in a better mood, laughed angrily at his appearance.

"You really don't have any scruples at all." Chong Jiu leaned against the side of the bed, smoothing out his slightly frizzy hair.

A movement that was obviously natural changed instantly in Fang Wei's eyes. After a thousand years, he seemed to see the black cat lying in front of the bookstore, stroking his own cat while basking in the sun.

With this thought in mind, Zhong Zijiu suddenly felt unspeakably cute, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Chong Jiu was inexplicably laughed at, he was still not very good at dealing with this person, or he was indeed not good at dealing with anyone.

Fortunately, besides the living people, there is also a little ghost here. Is it possible that the little ghost still can't figure it out?

Chong Jiu gathered her long hair behind her, pinched a black hairband out of thin air and tied it casually, then turned to walk towards the fluttering veil.

The pale pink veil swayed in a gentle arc like the rolling waves of the sea, and the soft lines did not shrink in the slightest because of the arrival of Chongjiu, but they became even more turbulent after seeing someone coming, as if they wanted to roll Chongjiu into it Get entangled.

Chongjiu stood at a place where he could only touch the edge of the veil. Through this point of contact, a small figure actually appeared in front of his eyes. The height was about the same as the pinched little white man. Although there was only a vague shadow, it was It is also enough to prove who the owner of this domain is.

And the little white man at this moment... just like the zombies in the TV dramas in the early years, standing motionless in front of the window with a yellow spell on his head.

Seeing his master finally found himself, the little white man almost burst into tears.

But his master was too lazy, he didn't even want to waste a little effort in pinching people, just gathered one with such a little white smoke, and it had to be careful not to just blow away in the wind like this.

It was really too miserable, the little white man didn't even have a chance to protest, his face was smoother than the wall behind him.

Chongjiu tore off the yellow paper on its face, flicked his fingers, and the yellow paper fluttered towards the person lying on the bed, and then touched the little white man's forehead with his fingertips. The somewhat fuzzy little white man suddenly became three-dimensional.

Fang Wei took the yellow paper and probed and said, "Can't you just add facial features to him? It looks like a piece of tofu, and if it is more transparent, it will become jelly."

A certain "tofu" was a little hard to accept that he was going to become a jelly. Although he raised his head expressionlessly, it deeply conveyed his heart that he and Fang Wei were in the same camp.

Chongjiu has always had very little sympathy. Anyone who has lived on the edge of life and death for a long time will not grow up with these things. He directly ignored the little white man's reaction: "Did you find something?"

When the little white man heard it, he was immediately scared, and he didn't dare to look up. He turned his head left and right, and finally stopped in one direction.

Fang Wei looked at the little white man innocently: "What's the matter with you, you want to cheat me when I say good things for you? Sure enough, I can't make a face for you. If you open your mouth too much, you will grow old if you just open your mouth. Sometimes I have to find a way to clarify to myself, Master Jiu, don't pinch his mouth!"

The little white man looked innocent, and he didn't say anything, although he was indeed speechless.

Fang Wei didn't wait for Chongjiu's reaction, and spread his hands to show his position: "I don't even know what you're looking for, let's not talk about whether that tofu is reliable or not, and there is a kid in the house, why do you keep staring at me?"

The laughter that had become the background sound disappeared at some point, and only the cool wind swept the veil, creating an illusion of many ghosts.

"Have you heard of raising little ghosts?" Fang Wei had no intention of getting up from the bed at all, and found a comfortable position to lie down, and almost fell asleep in the bed with the quilt rolled up. Obsession, the kind of brat who doesn’t let the dead leave, traps them in the environment they were familiar with when they were alive.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding wind suddenly stopped.

Fang Wei turned a deaf ear and continued: "Generally, children who can be left behind are children who died young. It is very difficult for adults to stay intact. Forcibly doing so will easily lead to a broken end. I have never seen it with my own eyes. I don't know. What method is used, at present, it looks, um, it is still complete."

"Then you stuffed the kid into the teddy bear's body?" Chong Jiu's eyes fell on a small brown fur ball beside Fang Wei, "Even if you cut through the earth, it's impossible to directly Send her to hell."

After Fang Wei was named, he had no sense of his tricks being exposed. He rolled around on the bed happily, but he still didn't let the bear out. Does it see that it agrees? I just have a backache, oops, find something to cushion."

Seeing that the little paws exposed by the teddy bear were crushed and deformed, it seemed that the cotton would burst in the next moment.

Chong Jiu: "..."

"You can remove the first two words."

The most serious address in other people's mouths completely changed the taste in Fang Wei's mouth, not to mention the two words themselves, Chongjiu didn't understand how he could say a good sentence with a sense of style.

Fang Wei said "Huh?", and after realizing what Chong Jiu said, he stopped doing it. It seemed that it was not the teddy bear but himself that was possessed by the little ghost. He rolled around on the bed, moaning and chirping while rolling. sound.

Of course, the ghosts reported in the bookstore can't be only adults, but even the little ghosts under the age of five didn't make trouble like this, and anyone with a normal mind would not do this.

In a few movements, Fang Wei's definition in Chong Jiu's heart has changed from difficult to abnormal.

A certain brain-dead person was tired after rolling for a while, lay on his back on the bed, looked at the ceiling and took a breath, and then laughed to himself.

Chong Jiu really didn't have much to say to this psychopath, so he directed the little white man to pull Fang Wei, while he himself pulled the bear's paw.

Perhaps Chongjiu gave Xiaobai some energy, and Xiaobai was not as afraid of Fang Wei as before, at least he was able to move, although he was still trembling when pulling, and his tiny arms seemed to be torn apart with a little force.

Fang Wei, who was holding his ground, suddenly changed his mind for some reason after seeing this battle. The moment Chong Jiu's hand touched the bear's paw, he turned over and sat cross-legged, grabbed the little white man's arm, and looked at Chong Jiu: "Hey, just say it if you like it, turn around, turn around and I'll give you a big one, why take other people's things."

What he said was very much like an adult who saw his child committing a crime, shook his head helplessly, and took out the mobile phone in his pocket, flicked it randomly, and then put the mobile phone back into his pocket.

At this moment, Chong Jiu was holding the teddy bear, completely oblivious to what Fang Wei was doing.There are two charms pasted funny on the head of the cute bear, it's no wonder it hasn't fallen off or deformed after being pressed by Fang Wei for so long.

In the eyes made of glass beads, apart from his distorted reflection, there seemed to be a little bit of white.

The white spot was originally just a little bit hovering in the depths, but after feeling someone's gaze, it began to draw circles around the edge of the glass bead, and then the shadow became bigger and bigger, almost filling the entire eyeball.

Just when Chongjiu wanted to see what it was, a pair of human eyes suddenly filled the entire glass bead, lifeless, staring at Chongjiu intently. cotton.

The sound of tearing and tearing sounded again, accompanied by the intermittent laughter of the little girl.

The voice didn't come from the bear in front of him, and it seemed to have an inseparable relationship with the bear. It floated to the ears empty, as if it wanted to arouse people's nerves.

Fortunately, none of the two in the house are fuel-efficient lamps.

Xiong turned his eyes and stared at the expressionless Chongjiu, his eyeballs rolled up and down, and his mouth widened.

It is estimated that the merchant of this plush toy is too affordable, stuffed with too much cotton, and this kid is not very old, he only wanted to scare people, he didn't think about it at all, and the red thing in his mouth crackled when he opened his mouth fall out.

Chongjiu didn't respond to this abnormality, "Xiong" was stunned for a while, although his neck couldn't move, his eyes were looking down hard, and finally only a little bit of black eyes were stuck on the edge of the glass ball, unable to go down up.

"Don't drop it. If you drop it again, there will be a piece of cloth. It's so ugly." The cotton fell on the floor and left a small red mark. Fang Wei bent down to pick it up and stuffed it back. There was something red in the bear's mouth.When he stopped, he rubbed against Xiong's shoulder and almost touched Chong Jiu's hand.

Although Chong Jiu is not afraid of these things, it doesn't mean he likes them. The moment Fang Weigang was about to touch him, he let go of his hand, and Xiong Pupu bounced on the ground twice, and fell down in a strange posture. Fang did not dismantle another bear.

Chongjiu suddenly understood what he stepped on when he just came back, and the eyes he looked at Fang Wei suddenly became more meaningful, and he silently made a note of Fang Wei in his heart.

Fang Wei thought that his actions had offended Chong Jiu, and looked at the red stains on his hands. Before Chong Jiu could make any disgusting remarks, he directly pulled the little white man, and wiped the rest on the little white man , Close your hand and look at it, it's really clean.

He nodded in satisfaction, smiled at Zhongjiu, and showed his paws: "It's clean, I just think it's not a big deal for it to drop cotton like this, and I can't bear it, don't praise me, I know I'm kind."

Little white man: "..."

Chong Jiu: "..."

Fang Wei kicked and fell to the ground, the bear whose mouth was covered with cotton: "Little devil, don't lie down. Your father is drinking tea with our leader downstairs. Do you collect the domain yourself or I will collect it for you."

"Bear" lay motionless on the ground.

Chongjiu asked: "Do you know each other?"

Fang Wei glanced at Chongjiu, his mind wandered to nowhere, he smiled and said, "I know, why don't you know, you forgot that the owner of this house is my father?"

Chong Jiu: "..."

Chapter 61

◎Sister◎

Since the bear fell to the ground, Fang Wei finally found an opportunity to finish what he hadn't finished before: "The owner of this family originally had a daughter who died young. She was sick all the time, rarely went out, and never even went to school. The master invited a tutor to the house, and the youngest daughter seemed to be less than ten years old when she died."

Having said that, Little Bear twitched slightly where no one was paying attention, as if he was very resistant to these words.

Fang didn't sit back on the bed, but didn't lie down on it again. It was too unsuitable for pink with a lace window to be placed with a man.

"I have seen the case of raising a kid before, but this is the first time I have seen it, so I don't know the specific situation." Fang Wei said.

The bear's eyes had returned to normal at this time, but the two charms on his forehead were still attached firmly, indicating that the kid was still trapped in the bear's body and did not come out, but for some unknown reason, he stopped tossing around.

Chongjiu thought for a while and asked, "I don't know much about many methods in the world, so what's the use of raising little ghosts?"

He is really old and stubborn. He has been guarding the bookstore and rarely even goes out. His only hobby is the cigarettes that can be bought at the corner store. Although most of the time he doesn't even want to walk such a distance, he relies on Yan Zijin to run errands. .This kind of child rearing is considered crooked, even if there is, it is within the scope of Yan Zijin's responsibility. When Chongjiu is there, either the liberated child will go to reincarnate, or there will be nothing left. scattered.

Every day in the world, there are scattered souls, and there are also spirits that gather again. Although Chongjiu's hair is not connected to thousands of living beings, it is true that every strand of soul has a subtle connection with Chongjiu. This connection It's like the cells that are born and die every day are too small to feel too big.

Fang Wei usually teases Chongjiu when he catches something, just like the "gold master father" incident, it is very refreshing to fish it out and whip him occasionally.But when he encountered a problem, he was rare and serious: "It's useless, it's just a burden. Most of the little ghosts raised are blood related to the breeders, because they can't let go of a certain obsession, and they are kind to people and ghosts." Bondage, and the conditions for raising ghosts are hard to say. Some rely on the anger of living people to hang them to prevent the little ghosts from being corroded by the yang energy of the world. I kept it up, but in the end, because the living people were soaked in too much yin energy, their health became worse and worse, and the little ghost also lost his mind and ran away because of the conflict of yin and yang energy, and the result was quite miserable."

Chong Jiu looked at the bear in front of him, except that the yin energy was not very strong, he didn't feel anything wrong: "How long has this kid been dead?"

"Hmm..." Fang Wei looked around the room, "Anyway, I haven't heard from the leader. You see, there is no vitality at all in this room. Either the kid died too early, and the vitality is gone, or he is dead. It was built later, but I tend to prefer the former, this 'funder father' has lived here for a long time."

After finishing the serious words, Fang Wei started to act erratically again, deliberately biting the words "gold master father" to value nine reactions.

How can Chongjiu react? In Yan Zijin's words, he has a facial paralysis, even if he does embarrassing things, he can't see the flaws. Now that he has been teased by Fang Wei more times, his resistance has risen several steps: "Your father didn't even know when he gave you a younger sister. You are pitiful enough."

Fang Wei: "..."

Feng Shui turns.

The "sister" lying on the ground twitched again.

"So is there any other way to hang the little ghost without harming the living?" Fang Wei's words seemed to be talking to himself to deliberately change the subject, but his attention was on Chongjiu.

Chong Jiu bowed his head and remained silent.

"Brother, I want to go." A sudden voice came amidst the ripping sound of the tape that had been stuck without substance.

The voice reverberated in the room, very much like the pre-recorded tape, but after careful identification, it could be heard that she was talking to two outsiders.

"Brother, I don't want to...here, I want to go...can I go?" The girl's voice was intermittent, interspersed with the strange sound of poor signal, especially in such a dimly lit room with a strange wind blowing creepy.

The little bear who had been lying on the ground finally moved.

It struggled to stretch out its two short hands, supporting itself to barely stand up. The blood-red cotton ball in the split mouth made it impossible to shut up, and the horror was a little funny.

"Dad, Dad... But I want to leave... No... Dad... I can't go." The girl spoke intermittently, at first there was some logic at all, but then she became confused, as if she couldn't figure out what she wanted What.

The girl's voice was fairly steady at first, but slowly, especially after saying the word "Dad", it seemed that a switch was suddenly turned on, causing her originally smooth logical thinking to suddenly encounter a fork in the road, swaying from side to side, unable to speak clearly .

Chongjiu frowned, and wanted to go forward to see what was wrong with the little ghost, but just after taking two steps, Fang Wei, who didn't know when he stood up, grabbed him and pulled his arm back until his back touched him. It stopped at the wall.

"What?" Chong Jiu didn't notice anything unusual, looking at the teddy bear that was still standing still, there was nothing wrong with it except that the voice didn't sound normal.

He knew the two spells pasted on the bear's head, one for searching the soul and the other for fixing the soul. Pressing the two together can superimpose the effect, so that the locked soul will not be able to escape for a while.

The spells on the yellow paper are not the usual way to draw them. I have seen the spells that are commonly used now nine times. Yan Zijin once took a stack of various spells to the bookstore and asked him to check for any mistakes. Among them were these two road.Now there are not many evil ghosts and ghosts. Even if some look scary, they are not particularly difficult to deal with. Those cumbersome spells in the early years are overkill now, and the drawing methods are complicated. Many people have no way to slip it off without saying it. It is a waste of time. Therefore, Yan Zijin called some people to sit together, studied for a long time before simplifying some parts, and then asked Chongjiu to help judge-a ready-made old fossil that has been seen in everything, it is useless.

So when Chongjiu saw the two complete talismans, a moment of doubt flashed in his heart, and then he thought about it, maybe some people just like the old way of drawing, just like many young people like to write traditional characters.

Simplified soul-searching and fixing-soul charms are generally enough in today's society, not to mention this kind of charm that has not been reduced at all, it is not a big deal. The spirit can stand in the way.

Fang Wei's complexion rarely sank: "It's not right."

"how?"

"This kid is not right."

The round glass is covered in white again, and the pure black pupils in the middle are lifelessly nailed in the middle. If you don’t look carefully, it looks like a teddy bear has replaced a pair of glass eyeballs. It’s not harmonious, and it’s a bit scary, but it’s suitable to be placed In the haunted house in the amusement park.

The little bear shook his body, opened and closed his mouth, but was blocked by the cotton and couldn't close it at all.

The sound like a tape recorder is still ringing, and occasionally a little girl's voice is inserted: "Dad...Dad...I love...Dad...Dad...song..."

The girl's words became more and more incoherent, and gradually there were no complete words.

Fang Wei lowered his head and asked Chongjiu: "Can that little white man of yours be used as a shield? If the situation is not good, please tell it to follow me. An ordinary person like me is very afraid of death. If something happens, I will tie him up as meat shield."

The little white man has been following Chong Jiu closely, and trembled all over when he heard this. He was not afraid at first, really, but now he looks at the teddy bear's mouth, and always feels that the bloody mouth has been nailed to his body... It hurts so much.

The little white man wanted to tug on Chong Jiu's sleeve, but just as he raised his short hand, he realized that Chong Jiu was wearing a black shirt with the cuffs tightly buttoned, where was there room for him to tug?You can't grab your hands directly... right! ! !

It is still hesitating where to grab it so that it will not be used as a human shield. The half-stretched hand has been grabbed by another person, and then it is pulled. Before the teddy bear can wait, it has been pulled by someone Used to be a meat shield.

The little white man turned his head to ask Chongjiu for help, but Fang Wei pressed his head: "Don't think about tofu, you are mine. Although I call you tofu, you can't really be as soft as tofu, and just serve as rations for little ghosts. "

"Tofu":"……"

It doesn't want to, not at all.

While speaking, Xiong suddenly trembled all over, and then the slightest breath spread around. It was a bit fishy and sweet but not smelly, more like the smell of a living person dying. point.

The strange noises around stopped abruptly, and the two of them hadn't figured out what was going on. The little girl's voice sounded again, crisp and soft, with a bit of a milky voice: "Only a father is good in the world~ A child with a father is like a treasure~ Throwing into father's arms~ I can't enjoy happiness~"

"Only a father is good in the world~ A child without a father is like a grass~ Leaving father's arms~ Where can I find happiness~"【1】

The tingling sensation spread from the scalp to the whole body in an instant, as if something was lying on the shoulders of the two of them, blowing cool air into the ears.

The little bear standing in place finally moved. It struggled to lift its short feet, and walked forward slowly step by step. Every step would have a lyrics.

"This kid has an Electra complex?" The scene in front of him was a bit creepy. Fang Weizheng tried his best to fight against "Tofu". He wanted to keep "Tofu" in front of him. Although "Tofu" is a villain made at will, he is not stupid. After hearing the girl's singing, he even forgot that he is not human at all, and wanted to hide behind like crazy. For a teddy bear that's not even knee high.

"You can't go, Dad said, you have to be good." After singing, the girl's logic seemed to recover, and her speech finally stopped intermittently, "Sister can't go, Dad said we have to stay here, so that we can be safe live a healthy life.”

As soon as the voice fell, the room was instantly silent.

Fang Wei forgot for a moment that he was still fighting with the tofu, and let go of his hand in a daze, allowing the little white man to slip away successfully.

But now his attention is not on the little white man, but on the side: "Sister, she wants to stay here with you well?"

The author says:

[1] "Only Mom is Good in the World", changed the title.

Chapter 62

◎Kidnapping◎

Since the unconventional case investigation team is not considered an orthodox official organization, the funds allocated by the government are really limited, usually issued in the form of subsidies. After a series of procedures, the time of issuance is not allowed, and the funds are not much, which is really not enough to support The daily expenses of these able men and strangers.

It just so happens that some bigwigs who are rich like to do some foundation work.