What's wrong with stealing some of your yang energy!

Bai Ling's back was sweating coldly——this woman, no, this is not a living thing anymore, how long has she been observing behind them without moving?

Bai Ling was so frightened that he didn't have the time to kill him, so he patted Xie Chongsen's shoulder with his hands: "Behind, behind! My god, big brother, look, ghosts——!"

It's a pity that Xie Chongsen couldn't hear his terrified call, so he closed the page slowly before getting up and turning his head.

It was too late and then soon, the long-legged banshee opened her hands and rushed straight down. Only then did Bai Ling notice that the banshee's hands were also extremely thin and long, like malnourished dead tree buds, which had just been fully stretched and stuck to the ceiling. on, so he didn't see it!

The banshee was at least five meters long, Xie Chongsen did not panic, kicked up the high stool to block the blow, and hit the banshee's hideous and ugly face hard.The banshee neighed in pain, and opened her mouth to bite again. At this time, Xie Chongsen had pulled out the saber from his back waist, and stabbed vigorously into the banshee's mouth without dodging or dodging!

I don't know what material the saber is made of, but it has a golden-purple luster. As soon as Fang touched the banshee's pus-covered long tongue, he made the sound of "呵呵" flesh being burned. The long legs all shot towards Xie Chongsen, seeing that the rotten black nails were about to touch Xie Chongsen!

This color is poisonous in TV dramas, game novels!

Bai Ling became anxious: "Boss, squat down!"

However, Xie Chongsen bent over in a neat and unrestrained way, perfectly avoiding the banshee's random attack.Although the banshee is big, her long arms and legs can't be used in this small room with a height of 2.2 meters. She was soon stabbed into the neck by Xie Chongsen's saber again, spraying out foul-smelling rotting blood, and fell down convulsively. go down.

Bai Ling was so scared that he clung to the corner of the wall, with lingering fears in his heart: "Oh my God, what is this...is it found by that evil website?"

Xie Chongsen took out a few more talismans from his pocket, pasted them on the banshee's chest and forehead one by one, shouted "Broken", and saw the banshee dissipated and disappeared like a hurricane of filthy breath like a bursting balloon.

The talisman ignited a raging golden red fire, so warm and dazzling, Bai Ling couldn't help leaning over to keep warm: "It's so comfortable."

When the charm is burned out, there are no traces left.

The computer still emits fluorescence quietly, and the webpage is still the same webpage.

Bai Ling speculates that the Japanese legend of asking a pen fairy is actually asking a passing ghost. If you get a satisfactory answer, the ghost will pester you and ask for a reward. This female ghost may be the lucky ghost.

Then he felt no, if this was the case, the children would not simply be sleeping, but would die suddenly on the spot.

Xie Chongsen didn't say anything, and continued to rummage through the computer, his face was calm and his movements were orderly, as if the episode just now hadn't happened at all.

The historical records go back to the first "bixianwang" that first appeared.

At that time, Qiu Lili hadn't relied on this website, so she had a few Baidu posts about "Are there really ghosts in the world", "The pen fairy is looking for me in the middle of the night", and so on.Looking along the search page, some netizens laughed at her for being superstitious, and some offered the trick of "sprinkling glutinous rice in front of the bed to drive away ghosts".In the next few days, Qiu Lili didn't go online again, she seemed to be persuaded.

But three days later, the reading traces of "Penxianwang" appeared.

It belonged to Qiu Xiaowu.

It seems that Qiu Lili "coincidentally" or "really" encountered something evil three days later, which made her scared to introduce her boyfriend to use this website.

Another three days later, two people came.

Qiu Xiaowu's friend Qiu Dazhuang, and Qiu Lili's friend Zhao Tian.

Among the two, Zhao Tian was the one who had the accident and was recorded, but Qiu Dazhuang was not.

Strange, Bai Ling frowned, could it be that the children who used the website had accidents randomly?Can't be so casual.Furthermore, since seventeen children fell asleep, there were no more children who continued to have accidents, and the "incident" should have ended.

Xie Chongsen has a meticulous and rigorous personality, and he is searching for clues from website to website.

Bai Ling couldn't figure it out, and started to circle around the bedroom.He immediately thought of the "Record of Enemies" mentioned by Qiu Lirong.Qiu Lirong said that after the accident, Qiu Lili's things were taken home by her classmates, and the diary should be there.

Among the textbooks and test papers piled up in the corner cabinet, he saw something like a diary.

Light purple cartoon cover, and a small lock.

It's a pity he can't touch it...

Bai Ling sat back on the bed discouraged, propping his little head listlessly.

Xie Chongsen noticed his sudden loss.

What's the matter, were you scared just now?

But he couldn't comfort or do anything abruptly, so as not to scare the cowards.This feeling of powerlessness and embarrassment is not good.

Xie Chongsen had a rare desertion, he thought, would it be better to let him understand that I can see him?Before that, I should let him know that I won't hurt him.

But this little ghost is so eccentric, it's inevitable that he has to think more.

Xie Chongsen then sighed amusedly, when was he so indecisive?Li Xuewen said that once a person is troubled by emotions, his personality will change drastically. Can his... desire to love and take care of him be regarded as emotions?

Xie Chongsen stared blankly at the repeated inorganic fonts on the screen, but couldn't see a single word to his heart.

This can't work, he thought, no one has ever affected my emotions so seriously.

Maybe...he is really special to me.

But this sudden thought, like the lazy tea aroma in the afternoon that made people feel at a loss, disappeared without a trace after the little ghost suddenly became excited.

He is suitable for laughing, Xie Chongsen thought, this small face with strong ink and colors should always maintain this pleasing appearance.

I saw Bai Ling clenching his small fists and walking towards him arrogantly, his attitude was so resolute that he thought he was going to sacrifice himself to blow up a bunker.

He went straight to Xie Chongsen's side, and read aloud: "Look at the diary of the pile of books in the corner, look at the diary of the pile of books in the corner, look at the diary of the pile of books in the corner..."

Don't believe me, you can't feel it for a day!

If you can't feel you, then you're not my sympathetic Mr. Xie!

Xie Chongsen really wanted to laugh helplessly. Is the little fool just worried that he can't touch things to investigate with his own hands?He had no choice but to stand up, stretch his waist as if he was tired from reading, pretended to turn his head "inadvertently", saw the stack of books in the corner, and "inadvertently" found the girl's diary.

The plastic lock was like a toy, Xie Chongsen crushed it with his fingers.When he turned to the first page, he was startled by big bloody characters that did not suit his age.

kill list.

Qiu Lirong, die, die, die, die, die, die, die! ! !

A6 palm-sized small book, with shocking red pen characters of different sizes, covering the entire page.

Its power is great, and the immature font is vicious, which makes people feel sick to their stomachs.

That page seemed to have been read for a long time, and it was crisp. Xie Chongsen had to read it carefully so as not to crush it.

On the second page, there was another name.

The book took nearly a dozen pages. Occasionally, Qiu Lili would record how this person offended her on the back of the paper. With a few strokes, Qiu Lili's vicious psychology of inconsistency was vividly expressed.

"... Qiu Lirong's mother-in-law's little bitch, who thinks she is something, a mother's thing..."

Bai Ling couldn't help but look away: "Young people today! Tsk tsk, they are not heirs of socialist harmony like us back then..."

He felt wrong again, pouted his lips in confusion: "Can this diary really be trusted? Something is wrong with Qiu Lirong, can the clues she told us be true?"

Footsteps were heard on the stairs, and Lily's parents came upstairs.Xie Chongsen stuffed the small book into his jacket pocket, and opened the door expressionlessly.

Lily's mother didn't know why, she looked a little embarrassed, she laughed a few times: "Master, how are you?"

Xie Chongsen shook his head: "She's not in danger, but she's not good either." As he spoke, he raised his sharp eyes: "Be honest, was there anything unusual about her before the accident?"

Judging from the information provided by the National Security Bureau, the family members of the parties said that it was "no abnormality" and "as usual", which directly made it impossible to start the case.

Some things are hidden subconsciously.

Even though it mattered, even though it might be helpful for them to speak out, they chose to hide it.They deceive themselves and think, oh, even if I don't say it, it won't affect the solution of the case. If I don't say it, what if someone else will?

This sentence is like a boulder thrown into a pond, all the frogs fade away, and everything falls into silence.

Lily's mother looked back anxiously at Lily's father, who looked a little pale.Her eyes turned red, and she covered her face and sobbed softly.

"I don't know..." she sobbed, "I don't know if it's abnormal or not. But Lily seems to be a different person, and I think she resents me for being an incompetent mother."

"Relax," Xie Chongsen slowed down his tone, like a dark demon hidden in the forest, "tell me, what is it?"

"She was clamoring to commit suicide, saying she couldn't live any longer," said Lily's mother sadly and helplessly, "She also said her life was worthless, and she would die if she died. One earns one... I was really scared, my Lily was obedient since she was a child, I thought she was scaring me."

"And then?" Xie Chongsen pressed, "When did this happen?"

"The night before her grandma called me and said she couldn't wake her up in the morning," Lily's mother recalled, "I remember clearly that she was crying, her words were out of order under the rage, and she seemed to be driven crazy. I went home on vacation, who would have expected..."

Lily's father patted his wife on the back and let out a long sigh: "It's also my fault."

Lily's mother said again: "I don't know the situation in other homes. I thought Lily swallowed sleeping pills and committed suicide. I quickly called an ambulance and went to the hospital, but the hospital said that she didn't take the medicine."

The data did show that Qiu Lili and a girl from the next village were suspected of committing suicide and were taken to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Bai Ling felt depressed when he heard this, and went downstairs listlessly.He immediately noticed a problem - Qiu Lili hated Qiu Lirong, but it was Qiu Lili who died.

People who used the website died selectively, but more than half of those who died had used the website.

This... What the hell is it?

An idea was about to come out, he turned around to go upstairs to find Mr. Xie, but found a "person" standing in front of him.

The first thing you notice is "it"'s too sallow face, and the second one is the black robe that wraps it all over. The voice of "it" is as if stones have entered the exhaust system, and it is hoarse like a bellows. The facial features of "it" are extremely strange, with narrow eyes that are too far apart, and a low nose that is too close to the mouth. Then he said: "...you Want to know what?"

"What?" Bai Ling shuddered, "I don't want to know anything...don't come here, I'm going to call someone!"

That thing didn't seem to understand, and hooked the corners of its stiff mouth, which made the facial features of "it" move into a strange arc: "You must have something you want to know. Everyone has it."

If Bai Ling were human, he might be persuaded.

This bellows-like voice is unexpectedly soft and deep, making people unable to help but immerse themselves in the thoughts of "it".

It's a pity that Bai Ling is not human.He saw that this ghost could only fight with words, which meant that his force value was not high, which meant that he was weaker than him, and that he could be bullied.

"No, get lost." Bai Ling pointed his middle finger, "You idiot, open your eyes and see clearly, labor and capital are also ghosts, you go together."

The thing twitched the corner of its mouth visibly with the naked eye, and was speechless when it was refuted by Qingqi's thoughts.

"It..." the pure black pupils trembled suddenly, and then met Bai Ling's directly: "Then, you should have something more to know...for example, how did you die?"

Bai Ling was taken aback.

That voice was really strange, and he couldn't help but immerse himself in confused and hesitant thoughts.

Yeah, how did he die?

Not only does he have the memory of death, but he has no normal memory... Other ghosts have memories of life, and they can be reincarnated after fulfilling their last wish. It is obviously abnormal for him to have no memory...

His eyes trembled unconsciously, and he blurted out following the train of "it" like a dream: "Do you know how I died?"

In the next moment, the surrounding environment was like a hurricane passing through, everything faded, reshaped, reversed, and then became a "perfect" area with no light, no sound, and an absolutely empty field.

Engulfing the space of light and shadow, colors other than the abyss slowly emerged, and the crimson spiraled up from the soles of the feet, jumping and intertwining mottled red lines.

After Bai Ling returned to consciousness, a rough and mottled low wooden table appeared under his feet amidst the brimming red light.

He walked up in a strange way, stepped on the musty soft cushion, and sat down cross-legged.

On the wooden table was a piece of yellowed soft paper with badly worn corners, on which 26 letters of letters were boldly written with a frizzy brush.

This is actually very abrupt, such an antique decoration, but it is a modern 26 letters, a product of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign hybrids, and the inferior quality is ridiculous.

But Bai Ling no longer has the ability to think.

Following the hoarse and deep voice, he said one sentence at a time like a ghost, numb and obedient: "...Huang Daxian, Huang Daxian."

"Caomin dared to ask the Great Immortal..."

"The Immortal must answer if he knows..."

"Grass people humble life with both hands..."

"...I worship your blood mother!"

The author has something to say: Bai Ling: Brother, you cheated the wrong kind of people, labor and capital are ghosts!

Wong Da Sin: Between the two people in the room, you are easier to bully.

Bai Ling:? ? ? QAQ, wait a minute? ?

Brother Xie: ...Blame me.