It's hell, my lord

Zhu Xingchen kicked the door open from the outside, and blocked the bewildered He Xian behind him, and dispelled most of this illusion with a knife in his hand.Moments later, the dense crowd of little ghosts in front of him disappeared, leaving only Zhu Xingchen and a bewildered He Xian in the room.And that Wan Yunhong lay quietly in the corner, eerily peaceful.

He Xian looked at his clothes, they were still in good condition, and there were no scary black marks on his arms.Zhu Xingchen patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Okay, it was all fantasia just now, look at your stupidity."

"Thank you." Realizing that he was rescued by Zhu Xingchen just now, He Xian read this common phrase bluntly in the tone of reading a text.

"..." Zhu Xingchen was really depressed for him, the joke he just said was to get He Xian to refute a few words, and a few noisy words could actually draw them closer.However, their brain waves seem to be naturally parallel and never intersect.

He Xian intuitively felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and looked at Zhu Xingchen a few times.His shirt was found splattered with black blood.Liu Hai, who had grown beyond his eyebrows, was full of blood and clotted into a lump. Coupled with the scratches on his arms and back, he was in a much more embarrassing situation than him.

Xu knew that He Xian would not ask, Zhu Xingchen drew a talisman in the room and said flatly: "Just now you disappeared in a blink of an eye. You have not harmed anyone. You can see ghosts, which means that the character is light. All of us are fine, but you were taken away by that brat."

Without using a ruler, he drew an extremely regular straight line on the ground with the cinnabar pen in his hand.Zhu Xingchen continued: "The little ghost just created an illusion for you. You have Buddha bones on your body. They can't use their bodies to harm you. They have to use illusions. Even if they can't get close to you, they are enough to trap you. Then Devour your soul bit by bit..."

He Xian stood silently by the side, showing the appearance of listening attentively, which probably caused a bit of hesitation from Zhu Xingchen's words, so he interrupted Zhu Xingchen himself: "Your current shape is like a hairdresser in a hair salon. Blow brother."

After finishing speaking, he added quietly: "It's still the kind that uses a whole can of pomade."

"...Fuck you." Sure enough, their brain waves were parallel, Zhu Xingchen thought so, and swallowed back the "something wrong with your soul" that came to his mouth.

The resentment here cannot be eliminated at once, so Zhu Xingchen had no choice but to set up a formation to vent out the resentment here little by little. The little ghosts lost their three souls and seven souls, and would not enter reincarnation. Tortured it in hell for eternity, so Zhu Xingchen killed them all on his own initiative.

For those female ghosts who were imprisoned, Zhu Xingchen notified the god of death to collect them.After Zhu Xingchen finished drawing, the police rushed over and blocked the place immediately.Zhu Xingchen took out a rusty key with dense and delicate patterns on it.He Xian is a bit short-sighted and can't see very clearly.

He waved the key in front of the police casually, and said in a deep voice: "Seal this place, the house cannot be auctioned within three years, and the corpse cannot be exposed to the sun, so it must be wrapped tightly before sending it away. After confirming the identity, it will be cremated immediately, and there is no need for an autopsy or anything like that." Those are useless."

"Understood, Master Zhu." Police Officer Wang has been working for most of his life, and it is not uncommon for Zhu Xingchen to meddle in such inexplicable behaviors. The superiors seem to respect this young man and inform them that they must obey the owner of the key. .

He looked back at Xu Changlun and the others who were hastily taken out by the medical staff, and drew curses on their hands without any trace. Xu Changlun barely opened his eyes and stared at him slightly angrily: "What are you doing?" ?!"

"Stupid, this is a requiem spell, do you need me to explain? They are a little unstable." Zhu Xingchen flicked his hair incomparably, shook off this sentence, and then led He Xian all the way to a higher building Walking away, the weird music box music came down, and He Xian stood beside Zhu Xingchen from behind Zhu Xingchen without any rigidity.Although this person usually looks like a fool, but the calmness and composure in his eyes is self-evident, and the security and stability will not deceive people.

He Xian stared at him lost in thought as he walked, the first ray of dawn came through the glazed window next to the stairs, mottled on Zhu Xingchen's side face, outlining the sharp-edged lines of his face flawlessly, blending into a strange beauty .

It's a pity that this rare beauty was broken by Zhu Xingchen's "Oh" voice, and he kicked open the attic door: "You two, I asked you to investigate, what kind of music box are you playing, it makes my skin crawl .”

Bai Xuan was arguing endlessly with Zhu Qi because of a music box, and Zhu Qi retorted indignantly: "You are a thousand-year-old thing, how can this kind of music box suit you, it is a natural match with a cute girl like me!"

"What's the matter, why can't my cute fox be less fox-minded, your weight is not suitable for this music box!" Bai Xuan replied.

Zhu Xingchen really wanted to go over and kick the two of them, but he felt that he should keep a little good impression in front of He Xian.So he only tugged on the ears of the two of them "gently", and whispered softly: "Don't pretend to be tender, how is the investigation going?"

"This music box." Bai Xuan twisted the spring on it again, and the three of them suddenly felt a chill in their necks, and a clear voice bounced. Bai Xuan looked at the delicate puppet spinning above, and said slowly: "This is the music box. When Zhu Qi and I killed the last kid, it cut open its own stomach and took it out. Later, the kid died by himself, and there was no chance of interrogation."

Zhu Xingchen didn't care if it was pulled out of the stomach of some kid, took it and looked at it carefully for a long time, but didn't see why: "No grievances, it's just a normal music box."

"But there is a puppet in the music box..." He Xian squinted, and saw that the puppet was also engraved with strange characters, and it was wearing an extremely flamboyant red and black gay costume. The expression was lifelike, a bit like... the kind of tearing jokes he saw on the faces of the female corpse, Wan Yunhong, and the little devils.

"Forget it." Zhu Xingchen dug out a plastic bag from the black box he carried with him, put the music box in it, and put it in a safe place in the black box: "Take it back and study it carefully."

From the corner of He Xian's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a baby's arm protruding from under the crib. He couldn't help but leaned down, and heard a gentle voice humming softly, like a score from a dream.He picked the doll out from under the bed, and the whole doll was exposed to everyone.

It was a ceramic doll dressed in the middle ages, with a small piece of torn skirt, blond hair, pale skin, and sky blue pupils finishing in the doll's eye sockets. An unexplainable sense of fear.

"It's very strange. If this thing has been falling on the ground, why doesn't it have a little dust on it, but it's clean and horrible, and it doesn't fit in with all the dusty furniture here." Bai Xuan said casually.

Zhu Xingchen said: "God is nagging, it's just a broken doll, lost it." Zhu Xingchen said that he hated such weird "European and American styles" the most in his life. Less than one go.

"Okay, let's call it a day. I'm going home to sleep." Zhu Qi yawned.

Zhu Qi went to Zhu Yinfeng's place, and Bai Xuan slumped on Zhu Xingchen's bed, unwilling to leave. Facing Zhu Xingchen's direct drive away, he didn't blush: "Sleep together, I suddenly think that the place where you humans live is also very interesting, I It may be disturbing for a few years."

"..." With a dark face, Zhu Xingchen caught a yellow talisman between his middle fingers, and unexpectedly pressed it on Bai Xuan's head: "Have you lived too long, huh?"

Bai Xuan quickly rolled on the bed, dodging Zhu Xingchen's attack, and said with a playful smile: "Wrong, wrong, it's a few days, I'll stay for a few days." His eyes swept towards the door, and the wooden door automatically closed. superior.

Zhu Xingchen asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Bai Xuan put away his hippie smile: "Who is that He Xian?"

"I don't know." Zhu Xingchen replied.

"I don't know that you took him to such a dangerous place, and besides, his body is so sparse. There are two soul fires on his shoulders, but I can't see any of his." Bai Xuan hugged the pillow and leaned against the head of the bed: " Is he a human or a ghost?"

"Don't ask." Zhu Xingchen had an expression of "not being humane", but it aroused Bai Xuan's curiosity, and he asked: "At any rate, I'm a few thousand years older than you, and it's yours." Elder, I have slept with more men and women than you have eaten, if you tell me, I, an elder, may be able to guide you."

Zhu Xingchen was no stranger to his tone of pretending to be young when nothing happened, but he was old-fashioned when he had something to do, so he casually said: "Get out."

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In the next chapter, I will start writing dolls, the ones made with cute little loli and little Zhengtai.