My view on the recent development strategy of ghost hunting and exorcism work

With a "crash" someone opened the blinds, and the bleak light penetrated the glass and fell on the floor, slightly improving the gloomy tone of the room.

The spacious mahogany chair was pulled away, and a pair of spotless handmade calfskin shoes appeared in front of Guan Qing and Luo Ying.

The toe of the shoe leisurely tapped to the ground with a certain rhythm: "Little confinement child hasn't come out yet, why don't you take good care of her at home, what are you doing in the company?"

The owner of the leather shoes should be around 50 to [-] years old, which is the most mature and attractive time for a man.

There was the sound of high heels stepping on the floor, Luo Ying lay on the ground trying to see through a gap, and saw a pair of wine red high heels walking past him and stopping in front of the sofa.

There was a slight sound of clothes rubbing against the sofa, and one of the high heels was raised.

A faint smell of smoke drifted over.

"Put out the cigarette." The person sitting on the chair said angrily, "Not to mention that you are still in poor health and smoke every day, do you still want to sing in the future?"

The soot fell on the bohemian-style carpet, and the woman said indifferently: "It's the same thing whether I sing or not. Do you think I can still sing in front of the public after the miscarriage?" She He sneered coldly, "You can afford to lose this person, but I can't."

The miscarriage seemed to make the man feel a little guilty or guilty, and he said after a long time: "You have reached your age, and most of the singers of your age have retired. If you don't sing, you won't sing anymore. It’s enough to make enough money.”

"Others have reached their age and take the initiative to withdraw from the circle, what am I?" The woman lit a cigarette. I'm still far from the top."

The toe of the man's shoe on the ground shook impatiently, but his tone was as gentle as ever: "I told you to be patient. You see, Jin Rui is coming back from studying abroad soon. Talk to his mother about the divorce." The man suddenly laughed, and his tone became more and more gentle, "Look, haven't you been waiting for Jin Rui for such a long time?"

The air seemed to freeze suddenly, and only half of the thin smoke fell on the carpet. Although the woman's voice tried to keep calm, Guan Qing and the others still heard a trembling: "What do you mean? Lao Jin, the child is yours!" I fell, and now you regret it again, blame me, I won’t say anything. What’s the matter, bothering me, want to find a reason to break up? It’s good to break up, I’m looking forward to it.” The woman smiled coldly, “But Such a clumsy reason can't be committed."

The man stood up, his exquisite leather shoes stepped on the carpet silently, and walked to the woman.

Under Luo Ying's desperately dissuading eyes, Guan Qing made a "shh" gesture to him, and cautiously climbed the edge of the table and poked his head out.

The outside looks like heavy rain is coming, and it is dark, and the room without the lights turned on is extremely dark.

Guan Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at the couple who had finished a few steps.

The man's temples were slightly white, he put his hands on top of the woman, pinched her pretty face and smiled slightly; "Is it true, you know it in your heart. He Lan, it's true that I took a fancy to you at the beginning. But you also I am willing to push the boat along the way. You see, I have treated you well these years, and give you good resources first. You can sing if you want to sing, and release an album if you want to. But one thing, I once told you very clearly, I don't like people around me being unclean. Look at you, eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, with your hands all over my son, it's too greedy."

The woman's snow-white calf began to tremble, and the trembling became more and more severe, and she still wanted to struggle to distinguish: "Old Jin, don't tell me the fuck! I have never met your son, and I have been with you for seven or eight years. Let me sleep with you and give you an abortion, touch your conscience, I will pay you for my life!"

"Do you want me to throw your bed photos on your face, so you won't be stubborn?" The man bent down lower and lower, his hand slipped from the woman's chin to her neck, "I still prefer you in the past , quiet and well-behaved, like a beautiful doll."

The woman's eyes seemed to be squeezed out of the eye sockets, and a word could not be squeezed out of her throat.She kicked her legs violently, and the carpet was kicked high and tired by her, but the disparity in physical strength between men and women made all her struggles look so pale and powerless.

In the end, there was silence in the office.

The man stood quietly facing the woman's body for a while, then he turned and walked towards the wall covered with all kinds of ancient weapon artworks, looked at it carefully, and picked up a giant axe from above.

Once, again, the blood splattered three feet, dyeing the carpet the same color as high-heeled shoes.

The woman's ankles, calves, wrists, and arms were scattered all over the ground.

Luo Ying tightly covered her mouth, but couldn't restrain the dry retching in her throat.

Guan Qing moved a little away from him, and mouthed to him: Hold on.

Luo Ying burst into tears silently, strangling her throat desperately.

Guan Qing was a little afraid that he would strangle himself to death in agitation...

The man hacked for an unknown amount of time, and finally stopped his crazy behavior.

He threw away the axe, took out a square handkerchief from his pocket, and slowly wiped away the blood between his fingers.

Someone suddenly pushed open the door of the next lounge, and stood there in a daze.

Guan Qing saw his face clearly this time, it turned out to be Mr. Jin whom he had just met not long ago.

He was silent for a long time facing the wreckage on the ground, and called out in a low voice: "Father."

The older man wiped the blood on his hands and said lightly, "Did you see that? Disobedient women can't stay by your side." He threw away the handkerchief, "It's dealt with."

Jin Rui was silent for a long time: "Yes..."

Maybe his strangeness was too obvious, the older man laughed: "If you like this face, I see that one of the company's new batch of newcomers looks a bit like her, who seems to be called Fang Xiao, He looks sensible. If you like it, stay by your side."

Jin Rui didn't know what he was thinking, and it took a while before he said: "Okay."

The word "good" was like a spell, and huge ripples suddenly appeared in the dead space.

There was a sharp pain in the back of Guan Qing's head, and Luo Ying's bewildered face rippled along with the gray and old images, and shattered into countless pieces.

Suddenly, Guan Qing's eyes went dark.

"Guan Qing... Guan Qing..."

Fang Xiao's sharp call accompanied by the sound of bones hitting the ground, lingered not far away.

Guan Qing struggled to open his eyes, in front of him was the familiar bathroom door, and his hand was tightly twisting the doorknob.

He took a hard breath, got up from the ground, his legs went numb and almost fell back.

"Guan Qing..." Through a door, Fang Xiao's call echoed in the empty floor.

Guan Qing stared hesitantly at the door in front of him, then slowly looked around.

Luo Ying disappeared, maybe he didn't follow him into this bathroom at all.

From just now until now, he never left here?

"Ka Ka Ka" the sound of bones stepping on the ground was getting closer and closer, until it stopped outside the door, Fang Xiao exclaimed ecstatically, "I found you, Guan Qing, I found you! As long as I find you, I will be saved." Already!"

The doorknob shook violently, Guan Qing gritted his teeth against the door, and frantically searched for his golf toilet brush on the ground with one free hand.

Fang Xiao's strength was astonishing, and after realizing that he couldn't open the door, he bumped it abruptly.

Boom, boom, boom, every sound is like Guan Qing's reminder, pushing him to death.

"Kacha" the door cracked, Guan Qing took a deep breath, stepped aside, and was about to let go of the doorknob...

Suddenly, the crack on the door was ripped open from the outside, and in the blink of an eye, the fragile door panel shattered into two halves.

Guan Qing dodged to avoid the falling door panel, and knelt down to Fang Xiao who was outside: Miss sister, why didn't you follow the routine again QAQ!

Fang Xiao's bloody body broke through the door, and Bai Sensen's ribs hung in the empty abdominal cavity, like cold blades, rushing straight at him: "Guan Qing, I found you!"

Guan Qing quickly grabbed a broken door panel, ignoring the wooden splinters stuck in his hand, and slammed it down on Fang Xiao.

Fang Xiao was hit on the head by him, and she took a few steps back. Her eyeballs hanging out of the eye sockets stared at him fiercely, and her opened mouth was torn to the two sides, revealing two rows of teeth that no longer belonged to human beings. Biting Guan Qing's wrist.

Guan Qing threw away the wooden board with his hands, but he was a step too late, his wrist felt a sharp pain, and the skin where his teeth were cut was torn apart.

One bite failed, "Fang Xiao" turned his head incredibly quickly, and bit again.

Enduring the pain, Guan Qing kicked her two meters away, and wanted to run, but her ankle was firmly locked to the ground by two ribs.

It's over, he's cold.

There is only one thought in Guan Qing's mind. He didn't die in the battle of wits and courage with the gangsters, nor did he die in the flood relief. He hasn't seen Chinese football win the World Cup, and he hasn't fulfilled his wish for world peace. Helplessly cool here.

"Puff." The stench of blood spattered Guan Qing's face, making him tremble.

A slender and pale hand pierced Fang Xiao's bloody body, throwing her heavily on the ground as mercilessly as throwing a trash bag.

Fang Xiao's facial features gushed out a large stream of blood, but she was still alive, lying on the ground moaning in pain.

In Guan Qing's blood-stained eyes, only a patch of blood could be seen. In the blood-red, there was a pale figure standing a few steps away. He lowered his head and licked the blood stains on his fingertips, and opened his mouth on one side silently.

Guan Qing surprisingly understood what it said - he is mine.