The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

Returning to the door of her house again, Xia Yu found that all the bloody handprints on the door were gone.

She squatted in front of the door, observed carefully for a long time, and finally murmured: "Walking around and disappearing? This is unscientific!"

Zhu Junyang sneered: "Are you going to use science to explain the things in the illusion?"

Xia Yu made sense after thinking about it, so she didn't bother with this matter anymore.

She took out the key from her pocket, opened the door, and the two of them retreated into the house and locked the door.

In this world that is both true and false, only my own home still has a trace of warmth.

Xia Yu, who was paralyzed on the sofa, couldn't help but shed tears of excitement.

Although this is not necessarily her home, it is a familiar place in her eyes, which can bring her a little sense of security.

The boss was standing on the balcony, puffing out the clouds, and after a while, the balcony turned into a fairyland on earth, as if someone threw a smoke bomb inside, and it was impossible to see that there was a person inside.

Xia Yu thought about it, but still couldn't watch the only savior die from shortness of breath, so she ran over and opened the glass door of the balcony.

A cloud of second-hand smoke scrambled out of the door.

Xia Yu closed the door again with a backhand.

Zhu Junyang's inauthentic voice came from the balcony: "What are you going to do?"

Xia Yu was dissatisfied: "Am I like the kind of person who likes to die?"

"Not like."

Xia Yu's eyes lit up.

"You are."

The light in Xia Yu's eyes went out: "You will suffer retribution for hurting a young girl like this..."

Zhu Junyang opened the window of the balcony to breathe, she got out of the balcony through the smoke, and said, "It's okay, I can hurt you with this retribution."

Xia Yu: "..." That's too much.

The smell of cigarettes from Zhu Junyang's body was overwhelming, and Xia Yu felt as if she was in an Internet cafe without a no-smoking area.She slapped her face twice with her right hand, and said to Zhu Junyang, "Miss Sister, smoking is harmful to your health."

Zhu Junyang said: "This is an illusion, the smoke is all imagined by me, it doesn't matter how you smoke."

Xia Yu: "??? Is there such a showy operation??"

Zhu Junyang hooked his lips and smiled: "There are so many coquettish operations that you can't think of."

Xia Yu raised her hand: "Coach, I want to learn this!"

Zhu Junyang did not hide his secrets, and told her the method generously: "You just need to think hard about what you want."

Xia Yu tried to think about it, but there was no effect at all: "Can you be more specific about which direction I should exert my strength?"

Zhu Junyang was silent for a few seconds, and then taught her: "You can clench your fists tightly, and then push down hard."

Xia Yu: "Why do I feel that the direction of your force is not right..."

"Don't worry, I'm right." Zhu Junyang made an "ok" gesture to her.

Xia Yu was skeptical, but did as she said.

It's a pity that no matter how hard she tried, what she imagined couldn't be realized, and it made her want to go to the bathroom.

In the end, she could only reluctantly give up, but when she looked up, she saw a fleeting smile on Zhu Junyang's face.

"Wait, why do I feel like you're lying to me?"

Zhu Junyang said solemnly: "How is it possible? This kind of thing is a test of mental strength, not everyone can do it."

Xia Yu was skeptical.

Zhu Junyang had a serious face.

"Okay." Xia Yu was the first to be defeated when the two looked at each other. She let out a long sigh, took out a grape-flavored lollipop and started to writhe on the sofa.

Seeing this, Zhu Junyang also remembered the strawberry-flavored lollipop she threw to him earlier.She walked to the sofa and sat down, reached into the pocket of her coat, found what she was looking for, took it out and put it on the coffee table.

Xia Yu paused with the arm holding the lollipop, and silently pulled the grape-flavored candy out of his mouth: "Why don't you eat it?"

Zhu Junyang said: "How do I know where you bought it from? Everything here is fake. Who knows what this candy is made of?"

Xia Yu's face turned pale instantly.

She recalled the slime under her feet, the stench in the monster's mouth, and the long black marks on the ground...

The next second she rushed to the bathroom, making a heart-piercing sound of vomiting.

Zhu Junyang, who was playing with the strawberry-flavored lollipop, suddenly felt relieved physically and mentally.

Let this little bastard re-skin.

After spitting out all of today's breakfast, Xia Yu walked out weakly leaning on the wall, with a look of resentment in his eyes: "Why didn't you tell me earlier..."

Zhu Junyang: "You move so fast, I even forgot that there is such a thing..."

Xia Yu: "I don't believe it."

"Innocent" is written all over Zhu Junyang's face. Coupled with her pure face, people can't help but believe that she is a little white lotus that emerges from the mud and is not stained.

Xia Yu poohed three times in a row.

What little white lotus!This is a piranha!

Just as Zhu Junyang was about to explain something, he heard a familiar knock on the door.

The voice was chaotic and hurriedly struck their hearts.

Xia Yu didn't dare to move, her first reaction was to look at Zhu Junyang.

The boss didn't move, Zhu Junyang sat leisurely on the sofa, pouted in the direction of the door, and asked her to go and have a look, with a casual attitude as if the person knocking on the door was not a murderous ghost, but a takeaway delivered to the door.

Xia Yu approached boldly, and asked as he walked, "Who is it?"

Then she heard her mother's voice: "Mom forgot to bring the key, Xia Yu quickly come and open the door for mom."

She saw her mother's gentle face through the cat's eyes.

Zhu Junyang also heard this voice, and burst out laughing with a "poof": "Hahahahahahaha, it really came here pretending to be your mother hahahahahahahaha..."

Xia Yu only felt that his heart was so tired: "Stop laughing, isn't it dead and up? How could it still run out?"

Zhu Junyang: "I have already said that this thing is not so easy to die, you just stepped on it at most, and the illusion can put it together in a while."

"Then I open the door and step on it again?"

Zhu Junyang glanced at her: "Do you think it will fall into the same pit twice?"

Xia Yu: "I don't think so."

Zhu Junyang: "..." Speechless.

Judging from the fact that it was obedient and obedient pretending to be Xia Yu's mother came knocking on the door, this thing must have a low IQ.

During the conversation between the two, the sound of knocking on the door changed from hurried to unhurried now. The thing at the door obviously understood that they would definitely not take the initiative to open the door, and was ready for a long battle.

Xia Yu shrank back from the door, hid behind Zhu Junyang, and tried to stay away from the door, cowardly like a little quail.

Zhu Junyang took the initiative to comfort her and said: "It's okay, I'm here, it can't get in, just wait until it gets dark."

"Wouldn't it be more powerful when it's dark?" Xia Yu asked.

Zhu Junyang said: "I seem to have said it before. After all, this place is just an illusion. Everything is fake. Only you are a real ghost. After dark, your power as a ghost is much stronger than them, so you will endure it." You can’t help but want to run to the rooftop, because you subconsciously feel that the rooftop is the safest place.”

Xia Yu seems to understand, she has never felt that there is any difference between her at night and her during the day...

Could it be that she will transform into a Sailor Moon at night to destroy all monsters on behalf of the moon?

Xia Yu felt that it was necessary for him to look for the magic wand that he played with when he was a child.

……

The knocking on the door didn't stop until it was dark, Xia Yu only wanted to give it to the big brother outside?Big girl?Praise for your endurance.

The two of them nestled on the sofa for several hours, and as soon as the knock on the door stopped, Zhu Junyang stood up.

Xia Yu followed her and stood up, "Going away?"

"Let's go." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Junyang walked to the anti-theft door and opened the lock directly.

There was no one outside, and the corridor was pitch-black, only a square of light and shadow overflowed from the door of her house.

The boss went out first, followed by Xia Yu.

The two walked towards the safe passage.

Compared with the day, the night is darker and colder, but there is no uncomfortable feeling.

Xia Yu stomped her feet, but the lights in the corridor did not respond at all.

Xia Yu clapped her hands again.

Zhu Junyang asked her: "What are you doing?"

Xia Yu said, "The lights in the corridor..."

"Didn't you realize after all this time that you can't turn on the voice-activated lights at all?"

Xia Yu shrugged her shoulders: "But... when we came down together that day..."

Zhu Junyang turned to look at her: "I was the one who turned on the lights that day."

"But..." Xia Yu thought of the distorted self on the house number, Zhu Junyang's shadow could not be reflected on it at all.

"You want to say that there is no me in the mirror?" Zhu Junyang asked.

Xia Yu, whose inner thoughts were exposed, almost jumped up: "You still said you can't read minds!"

Zhu Junyang: "..."

"What kind of expression is that on your face? Is it disgust? Is it disgust?!"

"Before you suddenly regretted not letting me go to your house, I guessed that."

Xia Yu, who thought her acting skills were flawless: "Hahahahahahahahaha."

Zhu Junyang said as he walked: "You are a spirit body, and you are in the illusion. The sound of walking cannot be captured by the voice-activated lights, so the lights in the corridor can be turned on because of me. As for the shadow... I was not pulled into the illusion before. Shadows are of course projected into the real world."

Speaking of the latter, she looked at the confused Xia Yu beside her, and sighed, "Don't worry, I won't harm you for 300 million."

Xia Yu put herself in the other place and realized that if someone gave her 300 million to protect a beautiful girl like a flower, she might not be willing to hurt her.

Thinking of these, she immediately felt relieved.

Fortunately, Zhu Junyang didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise he might have gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and would rather lose 300 million yuan than continue to save her.

How can a person be like her without any self-knowledge?

The author has something to say: I still failed to sign the contract for the book, and I promised my girlfriend that I will not write this book for the time being (ー_ー)