【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

Lu Qingci didn't say anything, and Zhao Xi coughed twice to destroy the strange atmosphere. She walked a few steps closer to Lu Qingci and said, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

After saying that, she couldn't help but want to hit her head, because Lu Qingci's clothes were covered with blood and dust, and Zhao Xi threw them directly into the trash can. She originally planned to buy him one directly on her mobile phone, but now Zhao's mother was here, how could she run errands to buy a boy's clothes, isn't this confessing herself!

Zhao Xi was worried about where Lu Qingci would stay tonight.

Zhao Xi felt a headache as she watched Lu Qingci staring at her in silence. She rummaged through her closet and found a large, neutral sweatshirt.

When Zhao Xi wore this dress, it was so big that it covered her thighs, but when Lu Qingci wore it, it was too small. Zhao Xi was speechless.

"Lu Qingci, you'll have to leave right away after my mom falls asleep, okay?" Zhao Xi frowned, looking very impatient: "Really? Do you know how much trouble you've caused me?"

Lu Qingci didn't say anything, but he heard his cell phone ring. The tough-mouthed but soft-hearted young lady crossed her arms and said, "This money is for your medical expenses. I warn you, you must go to the hospital tomorrow." She didn't look at him again, and hummed to herself, "Follow me, then you can be happy."

She grabbed her schoolbag and took out her homework and threw it next to him: "Finish it for me, don't let the teacher find out." Lu Qingci held the test paper, which was so white that he didn't change a word. The eldest lady had more requirements: "You have to write exactly the same as mine, or you'll be dead if you're found out."

Since Zhao's mother couldn't fall asleep right away, Zhao Xi played games with Lu Qingci to kill time. To be exact, Zhao Xi played and Lu Qingci watched carefully.

Zhao Xi had a common problem for people of this age. She would never stand if she could sit, and would never sit if she could lie down. So Lu Qingci was driven to the desk by her to do homework, and she was lying on the bed playing games by herself, which made her angry: "Are you sick? Will it be magnified? What do you mean you didn't help me? Why should I give you milk? You are playing games, big sister, team games!"

Lu Qingci glanced at her. Zhao Xi was lying on her back on the bed, her mouth pouting with anger. Her ivory-white legs were kicking wildly under her white pajamas. She looked very angry. After a while, Zhao Xi threw away her phone angrily and looked at the ceiling with gritted teeth: "Stupid game, stupid teammates!"

Zhao Xi opened another plate. There was no way, the charm of electronic mustard tuber was like this, and he couldn't let it go.

Time passed, Zhao Xi rubbed her eyes, it was almost eleven o'clock. She got up from the bed and stretched, thinking that her mother might be asleep, she took out her phone and played a game and called Lu Qingci: "It should be ok, be gentle when you go out."

A hand reached out and touched her face, and her face was pulled to the side. Zhao Xi was stunned. She didn't react to what Lu Qingci wanted to do, and looked directly into Lu Qingci's dark eyes.

Ghosts use mysterious means. The lowest level is hallucination and oppression, which will not cause any real harm, such as sleep paralysis, ghost wall, and ghost obsession...

The focus of Zhao Xi's clear and cold eyes became lost.

Her hands hung down, her face expressionless, and because her face was too delicate, when there was no expression on her face, she exuded an inorganic and inhuman feeling, like a real puppet.

Lu Qingci asked her to sit on the edge of the bed, and she sat there in a daze.

Lu Qingci knelt on one knee with a calm expression and held Zhao Xi's ankle.

The eldest daughter lived a life of luxury, and every part of her was perfect. Her feet were as white as jade, and her slender ankle was held in the boy's hand. His bony fingers caressed the white flesh under the red rope and golden lock. As he moved, the originally gray red rope suddenly turned blood red, and the golden lock trembled, and finally fell quietly.

The blood-red ropes spread like shackles, tightly imprisoning, and finally disappearing into the fair skin.

The mysterious aura lingers on the red rope, intimidating anyone who covets it.

Zhao Xi lowered her head quietly, her fluffy curls clustered on her cheeks. Her unfocused eyes made her look as if she didn't care about any feelings. The proud princess looked arrogantly at Lu Qingci who was kneeling on the ground.

Lu Qingci put down his hand. The wall could not stop him. He could hear the conversation between Zhao Xi and Zhao's mother. In his eyes, this red rope and gold lock was a shallow blessing, but it was too shallow.

He whispered, "Go to sleep, Zhao Xi."

Nothing will happen to you. All the bloody and ugly things will not enter your pure eyes. There will only be roses and joy in your flawless heart.

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"Nanzhu, Nanzhu, I want to run, but I can't run anymore..."

Fu Peipei was gasping for breath with burning pain, and her limbs were completely unable to lift. Her wrists were tightly held by Nan Zhu. They had been running for who knows how long. But the dark scene around them seemed to have never changed.

My phone is running out of battery.

Nan Zhu was also dressed unusually at this time, holding a peach wood sword in one hand and a talisman in the other. There were beads of sweat on his handsome face. He said without thinking about Fu Peipei's words: "The talisman has limited effect on that thing. We must leave this strange space immediately."

Fu Peipei's tears burst out. She didn't know why she could see things that even Nan Zhu, a "professional", couldn't see. Fu Peipei clearly felt the cold and chilly feeling behind her.

That thing was following them!

She gradually became more and more desperate. What kept coming to her mind was He En's tragic death, and Nan Zhu, the only person she could trust, seemed to be helpless.

The wrist in her hand was torn away, and Nan Zhu looked back in disbelief. Fu Peipei's pale face looked like a dead person under the light of the phone. She smiled bitterly at him, "It can't run away, it's always behind us." She collapsed emotionally, kneeling on the cold ground, clutching her hair and crying, "It's dead, it's dead..."

Nan Zhu has a stronger psychological quality, after all, he has dealt with these things before. He can't abandon Fu Peipei. After all, it was he who asked Fu Peipei to catch ghosts with him. Although Fu Peipei agreed to him because of her life, Nan Zhu must also be responsible for her.

At this point, Nan Zhu had to admit that he was too careless. The ghost was filled with resentment, and it looked like it was going to die tragically. The Five Thunder Talisman only forced it to retreat and stagnate for a few minutes. Moreover, this school had deeper secrets.

He squatted down, took off the small statue of Guanyin from his neck, put it in Fu Peipei's hand, and said with a firm look: "Take it, the Bodhisattva will bless you to leave." He looked behind them, there was endless darkness, and the sinister gaze followed them like a shadow.

"I'll hold it."

Fu Peipei looked up in shock. The small statue of the Bodhisattva in her hand was warm to the touch and looked very valuable. Panic, guilt, and the joy of being saved mixed in her heart, causing her to stutter: "What about you? What are you going to do?"

But they could not delay time. A cold and bloody wind blew. Nan Zhu raised his sword to block it, but was directly knocked over by the force.

Fu Peipei screamed in fear, her phone dropped to the ground, and her flashlight flickered as if it was malfunctioning, as if giving a warning. A face as pale as paint, with a black eye socket without eyeballs, seemed like a black hole that swallowed everything. Fu Peipei was face to face with it, and her pupils shrank violently, like a frog exposed to strong light. She was scared silly.

"what--"

Fu Peipei screamed miserably and waved her hands. The small statue of Bodhisattva in her hand actually repelled the female ghost.

She rolled and crawled to Nan Zhu, who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth in a panic. Fu Peipei cried loudly, holding Nan Zhu's sleeve tightly with her hands: "There is no way! There is no way! Wuwu, can you talk to my mother before I die, ah ah ah, I can't bear to leave her wuwu!! "

The blood spread, and it stretched out the stiff hand that pushed He En to jump off the building, and the nothingness approached the two of them like a white shadow.

Fu Peipei's heart was beating in her throat. She closed her eyes tightly as if waiting to die, and tried desperately to hide behind Nan Zhu.

"Okay, I said I couldn't find you, so you're hiding here for a date."

A clear female voice filled with anger came from the corridor, and the sound of small leather shoes stepping on the ground was so incompatible with the current sinister scene.

Fu Peipei's eyes widened as she saw Zhao Xi walking towards her from the other side of the corridor.

She had high crescent-shaped eyebrows, star-like eyes that sparkled like fire, rosy lips, and rosy cheeks. Her hair fluttered as she walked, and she walked towards them slowly and with full momentum.

The sensor lights that had been broken seemed to finally respond, lighting up one by one as Zhao Xi walked. Fu Peipei only saw that the corridor that had been covered with dust for more than a decade in her eyes suddenly became white and bright. The pale evil spirit didn't even have time to move, just like the residual snow under the sun, it disappeared in an instant.

Finally, the pair of black leather shoes stopped in front of them. Zhao Xi crossed her arms over her chest and looked strangely at the embarrassed man and woman on the ground.

The heroine hadn't stopped trembling yet, and looked at her tremblingly, as if she had seen a savior. The hero's expression was also very complicated.

Zhao Xi tilted his head in confusion: "What are you doing? What's this like? Is this a ghost?"

An hour ago, Zhao Xi finally heard the stupid voice in his head again: [I'm back! ]

1314 said a few days ago that it was going to be repaired to see if it could restore some of its capabilities, and then it disappeared.

Zhao Xi was in evening self-study and was bored, so he happened to talk to 1314: "How is it, did you learn anything?"

1314: [Yes, I can detect the approximate location of the hero and heroine! ]

Zhao Xi's eyes lit up. This function was great. This way she wouldn't be so passive in the plot.

In addition, Zhao Xi hadn't followed the plot for a long time after 1314 left, so she slammed the table and said, "Quick detective, the hero and heroine are not in the classroom now, they must be in love somewhere! I'll go and add some twists and turns to them!"

Zhao Xi estimated that the plot should be in the middle stage of the ambiguity between the male and female protagonists. If she, as a tool, can make good use of it, won’t the plot points increase dramatically! ?

However, Zhao Xi never expected the current situation.

The heroine, who originally regarded her as a scourge, hugged her thighs and cried. The hero no longer looked like a cool and handsome man, and sat on the ground in embarrassment, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhao Xi: “…”

What are these male and female protagonists doing? !