Fox spirit's self-cultivation

A skinny child squatted in the elevator with his back to them, humming a broken song, concentrating on playing with a doll.

The doll was tossed up and down again, with a few golden hairs scattered.

The doll whose hair was about to be pulled out in sight was so familiar, it was the one that Chen Wei's little daughter held in his arms before.

"Hide-and-seek, hide-and-seek--can't find it! Yah!"

A child's voice sounded, piercing like fingernails scratching through glass.

"Chen Meimei?" Zheng Xuanli subconsciously called out.

Kong Lingxiao shook his head lightly at him.

At this time, the child who threw the doll up was not Chen Wei's daughter at all. He was wearing clothes covered in pudding, his bare feet were covered with scorched marks, and his withered and yellow hair was tied into two tangles. He seemed to be aware of it. Someone appeared, and the child turned his head sideways, revealing half of his face missing one ear.

The tossed doll paused in the air, and the child in the patched clothes opened his toothless mouth and made a sharp voice: "Let's play together... ah!"

"Ka-ka-ka-"

The lights in the brand-new elevator flickered, and soon the light bulbs went out. The feeling of weightlessness suddenly came, and the elevator fell rapidly. Kong Lingxiao quickly played a few talismans to illuminate the elevator, but still failed to stop the elevator from continuing to fall.

The place where the child was standing before was empty, but—

Kong Lingxiao turned his gaze and saw the child holding Zheng Xuanli's thigh.

The child's eyes were all black, and the whole face was slowly showing scorching marks. There were bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, and his lips were purple and black. , hide and seek! Come and play, hide and seek!"

"Okay." Zheng Xuanli leaned over and touched the short hair on the child's head, "Little guy, tell us, how do you play hide-and-seek?"

The toothless child stared at Zheng Xuanli with black eyes.

"Find...all..."

"lost……"

"Go back, go back..."

"hide and seek……"

In an instant, the voices of countless children echoed in the elevator, and Kong Lingxiao was surprised to find that the elevator, which was originally only one square meter in size, had now turned into an empty auditorium, where many naked children stood, staring Looking at them with pure black eyes.

Each child opened and closed their mouths, seeming to be talking non-stop, but actually they were like an old-fashioned cassette player, their lips trembled mechanically, and they could only spit out a few words clearly.

Kong Lingxiao, who was staring at the children's lips, looked ugly, and even he couldn't see what the children were saying.

Something is wrong, these ghosts are abnormal, not what normal ghosts should look like.

The child's face was expressionless, like a doll, terrifying and cold, making people chill.

In the middle of the crowd, a little girl dressed in different clothes from the other children looked up with a strange look on her face, but when the elevator lights flashed, the little girl disappeared.

"That child is Chen Wei's daughter! Chen Meimei!"

Kong Lingxiao's pupils shrank, and he raised his hand to grab the little girl, but Zheng Xuanli quickly grabbed her belt and returned to the original place.

Zheng Xuanli bit his ear and said in a low voice: "This is an enchantment created by many ghosts. These little ghosts are all ghosts. As long as you chase them or run away, your soul and body will be separated until your soul can't move." Go back to the body and be completely trapped in the world of ghosts. Stay where you are and play games with them first."

Kong Lingxiao froze——A barrier created by ghosts?

Only the ghost king has the ability to create barriers. What is going on in this place, there is a ghost king?

"They are all ghost kings." As if knowing what Kong Lingxiao was thinking, Zheng Xuanli hugged him tighter, leaning his body slightly to block the prying eyes of a group of little ghosts, "Except for you, everyone here is the real king of ghosts .”

Kong Lingxiao was dripping with cold sweat. The Demon Hunters Association hadn't caught a few ghost kings for so many years, but those who could become ghost kings were all powerful ghosts. When they reached the level of ghost kings, they could even devour monsters as ghosts.

And this group of little ghosts in front of them are all ghost kings!

He and Zheng Xuanli, a novice demon hunter who has only done two missions, and an intern demon hunter, what kind of luck is it that they encounter such a big case full of surprises every time?

For a moment, Kong Lingxiao even had the idea of ​​taking Zheng Xuanli to take a bath with grapefruit leaves to get rid of bad luck.

Seeing that Kong Lingxiao knew what was going on, Zheng Xuanli let go of his hands and turned around, smiling like a real child, and said to a group of ghost kings: "I'm playing games with you, hide and seek, right? What's your request?"

"Wake up...before..."

"Thirteen...yes...thirteen...not..."

"Find... find out—"

The little ghosts looked at the two expressionlessly, their pairs of pure black eyes were dull, like corpses that had been on display for a long time, dry and dead, with an air of despair all over their bodies.

"Okay, so the game starts?" Zheng Xuanli scratched his head, completely confused.

It's not that these ghosts don't want to speak clearly, but some kind of restriction prevents them from accurately telling others what they want.

According to Zheng Xuanli's experience in dealing with ghosts, the best way to know what the ghosts want to say and what the ghosts want others to do is to follow the ghosts and see what they want.

Ghosts will tell others the answer themselves.

As soon as Zheng Xuanli finished speaking, all the children laughed. The laughter was like the cracks in a shattered plaster mask. The horror carried the innocence of children, and it was like ice shattered in the rising sun.

They ran like they couldn't wait to play hide and seek.

At the same time, a little girl's voice echoed in the empty hall, weird and shrill——

"Hide... quickly hide..."

"Can't be found...can't..."

Zheng Xuanli watched the children go away.

The ghosts ran in all directions and spread out, like birds before a storm, and soon disappeared, and the entire dim auditorium also shattered and disappeared.

"Bam—"

The elevator fell heavily to the ground, and the lights in the elevator came back on. Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao looked up, and the number on the elevator kept beating, and soon became "18".

However, there are only five floors in the basement, and there are no eighteen floors at all.

This gets weirder.

Zheng Xuanli shook his head, and pressed the door open button: "It's still in the enchantment of ghosts, you really are naughty little devils."

Kong Lingxiao also came out, and when he saw the basement in front of him clearly, he was taken aback again.

What appeared in front of him was not an empty basement, but a street hung with red lanterns.

The street time in front of me was approaching evening, and several lanterns were lit on the corner of the street. Some numb-looking women on the street were wearing bright clothes and leaning against the dark door. Half asleep and half awake, he squinted at the passing crowd.

The dark stick figures drifted slowly across the street and stopped beside each woman. The woman immediately put on a smiling face and led the stick figures into the room with a flattering expression.

The brown door was closed, isolating the voices of the people behind the room.

This is really a wonderful scene.

Kong Lingxiao watched the stickman flirting with the women, and his expression was a little tangled: "Is the enchantment of the ghost king like this? These passers-by... why are they matchsticks? Why is Chen Meimei's living soul among a group of ghost kings? Wasn't it brought back by a ghost?"

The last voice should be Chen Meimei's warning. She is obviously very scared. Is she afraid of the ghost that brought her back?Those ghosts will hurt her?

Kong Lingxiao was very worried about Chen Meimei, but now he was trapped in the ghost king's enchantment, and there was no way to save the child.

There was a sound of a bell in the distance, and it struck six times in a row.

"probably."

Zheng Xuanli's expression was as usual. After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly frowned, looked up in a daze, and saw the corner of the church at the end of his line of sight, where the bell came from.

This time and space is likely to be the time and space where those children lived and died, but where to find them?

As far as the eye can see, a group of little ghost heads can't even see the shadow of ghosts.

The two looked around, and when they saw a pastry shop on the street, Zheng Xuanli rubbed his hands and said: "It's six o'clock, it's time to eat, why don't we go to the original site of this community, that weird orphanage? ?”

"What do you want to do?" Kong Lingxiao nodded.

Zheng Xuanli pointed to the pastry shop: "Go, go buy something. Take a gift and visit the orphanage to see what's weird."

"it is good."

Walking on the road, Kong Lingxiao tilted his head to observe each matchstick, with a puzzled and curious expression on his face. Seeing that Zheng Xuanli didn't pay attention, he raised his hand quietly, and the palm of his hand passed through the figure of a passing matchstick.

The person whose face could not be seen clearly moved, and the messy lines on the round face on top of his head trembled, as if children had drawn them casually when they were learning to doodle.

The stick man seemed to be cursing, the upper lip on his face trembling rapidly.

Kong Lingxiao stared at the face of the stickman for a moment, and his expression became more and more confused. He saw the stickman raised his foot and wanted to kick him, so he had to dodge for a while, and the stickman kicked in vain.

Seeing his partner playing with the matchstick so childishly, Zheng Xuanli was also amused: "You like this kind of thing?

Kong Lingxiao's ears turned red, he withdrew his hand and hung it by his side, and said solemnly: "Let me test it. This is the enchantment of the ghost king. Except for those women who are all stick figures, can we really buy normal food?"

"Ghosts will have a very deep memory of the things they have obsessions, so some things in the enchantment will be described in such detail. Likes, dislikes, and familiar things will all be engraved in the soul. In that era, food was everything. We will buy the obsession of ordinary people."

Zheng Xuanli glanced at the stick figure who left angrily after being teased by Kong Lingxiao, and pulled Kong Lingxiao to run.

"Although the NPC is a stick figure, everything in this enchantment has logic to follow. You see, that stick figure is looking for someone. Oh, there are a lot of people here. It seems that the person you teased is a big man ah."

Kong Lingxiao also didn't expect that a matchstick would be a big shot. He blinked and remembered what he had noticed before.

"That matchstick is a foreigner, and this place is probably a red-light district outside the concession."

More than 100 years ago, the government in the backward and poor Huaguo was corrupt and inactive. The century of humiliation and suffering has not yet ended. There were also patrols in the patrol room who stood for the foreign masters, and it was no wonder that Kong Lingxiao offended him by reaching out his hand tentatively.

"You can also identify the type of matchstick?" Zheng Xuanli was shocked.

Kong Lingxiao pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Because many foreign monsters will sneak into the country in modern times, demon hunters have to major in foreign languages ​​and lip language. I can learn these aspects well, do you want to learn?"

"I know a lot of foreign languages. But lip language, um, I'll talk about it when I have time."

Kong Lingxiao glanced at Kong Lingxiao's lips, and saw that the young man's lips were slightly pursed, and the tips of his ears were red. He was a little embarrassed because of the trouble in front of him, so he moved his lips a few times to explain something.

Zheng Xuanli laughed, the gloom in his pupils was swept away, and he took Kong Lingxiao to stride forward.

"Fool, this is the fun! There's no need to be embarrassed, this is what it's like to be alive, run away!"

Kong Lingxiao also smiled: "Yes."

Luckily, Zheng Xuanli didn't laugh at him as a childish ghost—glanced at the smiling Zheng Xuanli, and Kong Lingxiao, who was trying to maintain a serious and mature personality, turned redder at the tips of his ears.