After Bai Yueguang disappeared, I was forced to become a ghost hunter

Taking a deep breath, Rong Zhen continued to ask, "Even if your talisman can block the ghost you mentioned, what about the person? What if the person who came today will come tomorrow?"

"It's up to you. I can scare them at most, but I can't meet anyone." The phone cut to the picture again, and urged, "Hurry up and draw, you have to draw several before the evening."

Reluctantly, Rong Zhen took out the cinnabar and the brush, and copied the picture. For some reason, he believed in this innocuous thing at home, at least this guy was safer than some people.Rong Zhen learned to draw when he was a child, and he has the basics, so he naturally learned quickly. After he memorized the patterns, the phone let him draw while he opened the game screen and started playing King of Glory.

"Bring this chaotic era back on track!"

"Please tell Daji as much as you want, master."

"Swing the sword with despair!"

Accompanied by the sound of games all night, Rong Zhen raised his head again, it was already dark, and after playing countless games on his mobile phone, he floated over again, "It's boring, I haven't lost a single game." He complained , "How is your painting, do you have five that can be used?"

When the phone saw Rong Zhen's pile of spells on the table, it obviously fell from the sky, and before it landed, it was picked up again, just like a person who was too surprised to scare the phone away.

Because Rong Zhen drew more than 100 sheets, all of which were neat and clean, exactly the same as the exorcism charms in the picture.

He is still holding the pen, ready to draw again, as if addicted to it.

The phone rushed up and hit his head again, "You have learned to draw this thing? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Rong Zhen: "I haven't learned it."

Mobile phone: "Never learned!!! Impossible...absolutely impossible..."

Rong Zhen: "It's the first day I saw this thing."

Phone: "Are you dizzy?"

"Not dizzy." Rong Zhen was puzzled by the question.

Mobile phone: "It's impossible, you don't have practice, even if it's a simple exorcist, you can't draw more than 100 at a time and it's fine."

"What do you mean?" Rong Zhen seemed to hear the dream-shattering voice of a genius.

Mobile phone: "As I said before, talisman is very energy-consuming. If it is not in line with your own practice, if you draw too much at one time, you will have a nosebleed or faint, or you will lose your life if you have never practiced. If you have never practiced, draw five pieces. , I think it's the limit."

"I don't feel it." Rong Zhen told the truth. He is serious in his work and likes to pursue perfection, so each of the more than 100 ghost exorcising charms is exactly the same as the original, as if printed in batches, but at this time I heard that Drawing too much damages the body, so he stopped.

The phone doesn't want to talk.

Rong Zhen had no choice but to continue to ask, "What should I do now, where should I post it?"

Fortunately, Rong Zhenyu is not very good at sticking talismans. Under the command of the mobile phone, he pasted the wrong talismans many times and scrapped several talismans, which calmed down the competitive spirit of the mobile phone.

After finishing his work, Rong Zhen looked at the time. It was already past 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and he had been tossing all day during the day. Fortunately, he had no class tomorrow, so he fell asleep.

The night at the end of May was already hot and dry, and when some people fell asleep, some people were still struggling in every corner of the city.

When the lights come on, the city is full of traffic.The cold cage built with concrete walls, the mirage created by capitalists and rulers, easily makes so many people rush for it.

Every day, countless people disappear into this world without a sound, and most of them, until their death, don't know what their life like ants is for.

However, the meaning of life, for a girl in her early twenties, seems to be a bit far-fetched. After all, there is still youth in hand, and it is always natural to squander it.But dialectics tells us that youth is not necessarily good for everyone.For example, at this moment, a thin little girl is sitting on the roof of the seventh floor of an old dilapidated house, looking at the bustling crowd below, she has the urge to jump off.

She was so thin, her cheeks were a little sunken, as thin as a cracker, and would break when the wind blew.The little girl hugged her body by herself, curled up in one place, and even she herself felt quite awkward. The tears on her face were like broken beads, which spilled on the ground little by little, turning into a puddle of water.

"Meng Yu, you are too thin! Can you eat more!"

"That's right, why do I have so much meat! I'm losing weight, Meng Yu, eat some for me, don't waste it!"

"Meng Yu, the new dress I bought from shopping today, I don't think it's suitable. You look cute, and I think it suits you. You can take it for me!"

"Happy birthday, Meng Yu! Don't hide from eating noodles by yourself in the future, can the three of us eat well?"

The figures of two people, one tall and one lower, flashed back and forth in front of this little girl named Meng Yu like a revolving lantern before death.

The little girl cried out with a scream of "wow", with snot and tears streaming down her face, she twitched and shook her hands, and climbed up the railing of the roof. The huge steps made it difficult for the thin girl to climb up. She used her hands and feet together, pulling The old railing that creaked stood up.The red floral skirt on her body had two holes at the knees, and half of it was covered with dirt, but the girl didn't care at all. She opened her hands, closed her eyes and stepped on her feet, like a swallowtail butterfly with wings spread, ready to slide down.

But this action is a little hesitant, a hesitation from life to death.

In the cool night, a skinny hand appeared out of thin air in the silent air. There was only a layer of skin on the hand, which was section by section, thin, long, and black, like dead flesh after extreme dehydration stuck on it. On the bone, this thing sticks out, reaches the hesitant girl in front, swings back rhythmically, and then jerks forward.

It is necessary to push the young girl in front of her who is still in her prime.

"Meng Yu, it's late at night, what are you doing?"

The sudden thick man's voice startled Meng Yu, he was a little flustered, swayed, his legs hit the railing, and almost fell.

The girl turned her head, and when she saw the person coming, she was even more frightened, "Rong... Teacher Rong..."

"You come down first, the top is too high."

Under the girl's feet was a used antenna pot, which was shiny and shiny, with a thread attached to the top, pulling the fence on the other side. Many people dried clothes and quilts on it on weekdays.

Meng Yu was originally a little impulsive, but at this moment, Rong Zhen, who had just met yesterday, yelled, and the desire to survive came up again. She turned around and wanted to jump off from above.

"Don't jump from the right, jump to the left." Rong Zhen has completely emerged from the shadow of the roof. He is dusty, with beads of sweat on his forehead, two panda eyes, and slippers on his feet. The pajamas on his body were also put on backwards, obviously he climbed up to the top floor in a hurry.

Meng Yu didn't notice Rong Zhen's strangeness. As a good student, she subconsciously wanted to listen to the teacher, so she jumped down from the left and fell on the antenna pot, making a loud "clang".

The ass hit on it, causing her to grin her teeth in pain, she turned her head to look sideways, and there was nothing on the empty ground on the right.

Rong Zhen ran over in three steps and two steps, and pulled her up through her pajamas. The little girl had a runny nose and tears. Teacher Rong stood for a long time, unable to hold back a word.

"Comfort me, the pretty girl is about to jump off the building!" The phone floated behind the girl, and she talked to Rong Zhen out of sight.

Rong Zhen: "I can't say it."

Mobile phone: "Why, are you afraid of society? Can you still be a teacher if you are afraid of society?"

Rong Zhen: "Shut up."

"Rong...Mr. Rong?" Meng Yu sniffled, his eyes turned red again from the fright of the "shut up" that no one said.

"I didn't say you."

With this sentence, the little girl's eye circles became even redder, and she became red from fright.

The phone was quite speechless at this time.

"Take the person down first and then talk about it."

Rong Zhen nodded and stopped talking. Seeing that the little girl could stand up, he pulled one end of the pajamas and handed the other end to Meng Yu's hand, motioning her to follow him and bring the red-eyed little rabbit down.

"Rong...Mr. Rong, I can walk by myself." Meng Yu's red eye circles moved down quickly, reaching the base of his neck.

Rong Zhen didn't let go, and stared at the antenna pot on the ground from the corner of his eyes, a pair of hands were reflected in the clean reflection. The skeleton's hands, bare, stretched upwards on the ground on the right side where the little girl jumped off just now, like ten sticks standing upright. small knife.