The house is money, the story is life

The doors and windows are still closed, but the invisible barrier has been opened.Several black shadows poured in with thick water vapor, screaming and running around in the room, causing a chaotic sound of ping-pong-pong. "He's upstairs!" Liuliu yelled at them, and before she could leave her mouth, she was dragged heavily to the ground, and layers of vines wrapped around her, until she was wrapped into an airtight cocoon. Cocoon beat and screamed, but no sound came out.

Across the vine cocoon, Xia Shi gave her a hard look, then picked up the book and ran out, throwing words on the ground while running, trying to stop the furious spirits rushing upstairs.As soon as he ran downstairs, he heard a bang, and Zhou Tang rolled down from upstairs.

He looked very embarrassed, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his hair was messy, the shirt on his body was already torn out of shape, and there were several bloodstains on his skin.Seeing how he was lying on the ground and unable to get up, Xia Shi speculated pessimistically that his leg was probably broken as well.

He ran up, shook the book in his hand, and countless words poured out, forming a wall to surround them; with the other hand, he raised Zhou Tang and asked him about his situation.Zhou Tang didn't even have the strength to smile wryly, his face was pale, his forehead was full of sweat: "It hurts, I feel like my leg is broken."

"I guess so." Xia Shi said, flipping through the book quickly, looking for words for him to make medicine.Zhou Tang leaned on his shoulder, his voice was a little fluttering: "I think I must have been cursed by someone. Otherwise, how could I be so unlucky."

"I guess so." Xia Shi said, digging out a string of words from the book, kneading it into a pill in his hand, and feeding it to Zhou Tang.This medicine is not bitter, but also a little sweet, with a peculiar aroma, Zhou Tang took it as a witty bean, chewed it and swallowed it, and then asked Xia Shi when he was done: "What kind of medicine is this?"

Xia Shi didn't answer, but asked him how he felt first.After getting positive feedback, he said: "Jiuzhuan Yuezhi Pill, the holy medicine for healing wounds, it can treat internal injuries and serious illnesses, and treat bruises at the bottom. Take one pill and everything will be effective. How is your leg? Can you walk now?"

Zhou Tang touched his rapidly growing legs, and then looked at the bloodstains on his arms that had faded. The shock on his face was far greater than before: "Didn't you say that such fictional things have no power?"

"If you believe it, you have power." Xia Shi whispered, "It's just that to 'believe' the 'truth' of this kind of thing itself requires greater strength, especially on the premise of understanding its 'false' Next—from fiction to reality, the gap between them is already huge."

When he said this, the whole person was a little weak.Zhou Tang raised his head only to realize that Xia Shi's body and face shrunk again in a short while, and now he looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the home clothes are loosely worn on his body, and the neckline is a bit too big.Zhou Tang was startled, and immediately sank down, reaching out to pull him.Xia Shi let him support him, raised his eyes silently, and heard the sound of continuous impact on the surrounding walls.

The wall was trembling, and something fell from it, and when it touched the ground, it turned into small and black characters, and the strokes were like feet, crawling around in this small space.Xia Shi picked up a few, put them back into the book, and looked up at the deformed wall: "Ask again, are your feet okay?"

"En." Zhou Tang moved his feet and gave an affirmative answer.

"That's good." Xia Shi said, grabbing Zhou Tang's clothes and stood up, "Because we will run for a long time."

"Are you going to run away?" Zhou Tang frowned.Outside the house was the heavy rain that covered everything, and he didn't think it would be safer outside than inside.

"You can't run away. There are too many of them." Xia Shi said while pulling out two ordinary mahogany swords from the book, and gave one to Zhou Tang.He asked again, "Do you have anything to take?"

Zhou Tang touched his pocket and found a square box.Immediately nodded: "No more."

"Okay." Xia Shi nodded, raised his sword suddenly, and slashed downwards. The black wall in front of him cracked, and the words that made up the wall turned into countless bugs and flew out. Facing the black shadows that hadn't reacted yet, they rushed over.Xia Shi took the opportunity to rush out with Zhou Tang, but ran out the door in two or three steps, and his figure was soon submerged in the heavy rain.

Swinging away the bug covering his eyes, a black figure figured out the situation first, then turned around and chased out the door.However, the rain covered his eyes, and he could not see the two of them. A trace of anger flashed quickly in his scarlet eyes, and he turned his head to look at Ling who was still jumping around in the agency, and let out a "cut" in dissatisfaction.

"What's the use of a bunch of brainless psychopaths..." He muttered, crushing a worm that flew to his ear, then squatted down, dipped his hands in some rainwater from the puddle, and gently Point on the tip of the tongue.

"The aroma of mahogany." He murmured, stood up, turned and walked back into the house.He remembered that among the people brought this time, there was a spirit transformed from PS.In terms of brains, he is an idiot just like everyone else, but in terms of ability...

She's probably the only one of all the idiots who can really help.

3 minutes later.In heavy rain.

"If it was before, I would definitely burn the agency with a torch, lest they come after me again." Dodging to hide in an alley, Xia Shi said to Zhou Tang while covering his eyes with words, panting heavily, "If it weren't for the fact that I'm getting older and have a better temper..."

"..." Zhou Tang looked at his five or six-year-old body that had shrunk in just one day, thought for a while, and decided not to discuss any age-related issues with him, "So what are you going to do now? Continue Do you want to contact Mr. Hang?"

"Send him a message for me, and tell him not to let Ling San go to my house, and be careful of being beaten." Xia Shi said, turning sideways, "The phone is in the back pocket, you take it yourself. Then put us Share your current location with him, and ask Ling San to pick it up here—he should be able to use traffic to come over, right?"

"Let me ask." Zhou Tangyun pointed his fingers like flying, whether his eyes were drifting to the outside of the alley, with vigilance in his eyes, "Xia Shi, I always feel that today's situation is very wrong."

"Is it right? A large group of spirits are coaxing up to kill you." Xia Shi raised his eyes lazily, but his tone was very serious, "Do you feel like playing a game? Stranger things have also come, and I can’t help but say it—it’s almost like triggering some event inadvertently.”

"The problem is, I don't know what triggered the incident at all." Zhou Tang smiled wryly, and after communicating with Hang Yiwei, he exchanged the phone to Xia Shi, "It's just a trip, everything is wrong."

"What I'm more curious about now is what is the origin of these 'wrongs'." Xia Shi said, looking at Zhou Tang, "What do you think? When was the first 'wrong'?"

"It should be...it's today." Zhou Tang replied in a deep voice, with a somewhat uncertain tone.After all, he has been doing finishing work with Yao Qianhong and the others after solving Bai Xisheng's incident. Although he feels that he has not left any trouble, in fact he may have provoked something.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, so he told Xia Shi about this idea.Xia Shi stared at him for a while, briefly flipped through his memories from a while ago, and shook his head: "Probably not. The abilities of those night crawlers and spirits are not too strong, and they can break through the hypnosis of you and Yao Qianhong." The possibility is not high. Even if they can break through, they alone can't control so many half-crazy and half-stupid spirits—if they could, Bai Xisheng and Luo Mozhong would have been taken down long ago."

When he said this, he suddenly paused, and remembered a name, the name he had heard those people say with admiration.

Stormy.

The guy who has similar abilities to himself.

Two quick glances in the comment area allowed him to save Zhou Tang in time.In the newly updated article, there is a plot so similar to what I saw—is this a coincidence?Or is it intentional?

Is it a reminder, or something else?Is this guy here to eat melons, or to cause trouble?

When it comes to the storm, Xia Shi's mind is at a loss. He looked down at the phone, hesitating whether to communicate with that person again, and suddenly heard Zhou Tang call his name.

Xia Shi raised his head in response and saw Zhou Tang take out a small box from his pocket.Exactly the one he used to pack the undead.

"I wanted to tell you before." Zhou Tang said, "I think the 'Sister Yan' that Miss PS mentioned may be in this box."