Butterfly Wishes Series

There is no helicopter on the roof, but the scenery on the roof is really good, the moon is bright and the stars are few, and the cool breeze is blowing.Shi Jiu lay on the ground, looking at the rare and beautiful night scene in the city, he really didn't want to get up.

Why are you getting up?Anyway, get up or fall down.Tiantian threw him once, Zheng Mei threw him once, Wu Weidong also threw him once, by the way, he was hit on the back of the head with a mallet early this morning...

Reminiscing about bitterness and thinking about bitterness, Shi Jiulao burst into tears.Never thought that one day his mother would bear the title of "True Mold".Shi Jiu wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, halfway through, and was pulled up by the collar.With blood all over his head and face, Wu Weidong took Shi Jiu aside like a stone, and put him with Zheng Mei.

Zheng Mei waved at him: "Junior brother, hello, I'm glad we met again."

Shi Jiu finally couldn't help kicking him: "Happy ass!"

Zheng Mei stepped aside, pointed to the ground and said, "Don't worry about p or not, just look at the ground."

Shi Jiu stopped and looked at the ground.The roof of the building is empty, basically unobstructed, presumably the original developer wanted to build a rooftop tennis court or something.Under the starlight, you can see a big totem symbol drawn with red paint on the ground, like two snakes connected end to end, biting each other's tail with their heads, twisted into the shape of gossip.The two snakes were roughly drawn, but they looked menacing. The scales on their bodies and the eyes shone with red light, making them very eye-catching.The snake had no legs but had wings, and it threw itself into Shi Jiu's eyes with a primitive religious aura.

"What kind of sorcery is this time? Shi Jiu asked, watching Wang Mi take the bag Wu Weidong handed over, take out a handful of something from the bag, and sprinkle it on the totem.

White, black, blue, yellow, red, five-color puppets fell from her hands, as if being drawn by some invisible force, they fell into the totem formation, and each picked the direction of east, west, north, south, and Once you stand still, it makes your scalp tingle.

Even though he has no legs, he can stand up straight.And those puppets are still carved with two faces, one is a boy and the other is a girl.

Shi Jiu tried his best to search for the knowledge he had collected on the Internet before. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that when imprisoning imprisoned ghosts, warlocks would carve wood carvings in the shape of imps in advance as their "flesh bodies". Shi Jiu didn't understand what was important.

"Five-fang kid." Someone beside him whispered, and it took Shi Jiu a long time to realize that it was Wu Weidong's voice, "It is said that Zhong Kui controls the five-fang kid, and this five-fang kid is the strongest among the kid. "

"Thank you..." Shi Jiu thanked, feeling very uncomfortable.Listening to a living dead man tell a ghost story to himself is not a funny joke.

Wang Mi is still preparing, and they are planting flags and chanting some mantras, making Shi Jiu feel dizzy from the quarrel.I don't know when this scene will stop.It's only now that I realize how great Liang Shanbai is. This person has more nerves than him. If he stayed in that gloomy Zhu Mansion for a day, it would be enough for him, not to mention opening the coffin for an autopsy and fighting a group of ghosts. Yes, but having said that, if Zhu Yingtai were replaced by Xiaowen, he would definitely try his best to rescue him!When the time comes, beauty hero, how wonderful!

Shi Jiu thought, a smile appeared on his face, and Zheng Mei was terrified: "Junior Brother, why do you smile so ferociously!"

Wang Mi was ready to stop, and just about to say something, a gust of wind blew over with a strong momentum.A pile of dark clouds surged up in the sky, covering the bright moon. Wang Mi stood in the wind, her hair was blown up by the wind, and after a while, there were blood marks on her face.

Accompanied by the sound of the wind, black strands of hair were gradually seen rising from the edge of the building, slowly revealing his head and body, but it was Ma Wencai with his hands in his pockets, stepping on the void strangely, ascending to the top of the building, looking down with a smile .With short hair fluttering in the wind, and a sweet smile on his face, if the background is not too weird, it looks like a little angel from a children's movie.

Zheng Mei took a breath from the side: "Junior brother, your cousin and nephew are very handsome!"

Shi Jiu was not angry: "It has nothing to do with you being handsome." But he let go of a big stone in his heart. Xiao Wen is fine, which means that Tian Tian was defeated. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad for Xue Qing and Wu Weidong, but then he felt sad again. Shaking his head, if one of the two parties had to die, he certainly didn't want Xiao Wen to die.

"Uncle Cousin, I've been looking for you for a long time. Come home with me." The little Marvin spoke very inappropriate words, and landed on the edge of the roof, looking up and down like playing a tumbler. De Shi Jiu's heart was beating wildly.

"Come down, Xiaowen, it's dangerous!" After shouting out, he felt that he was ridiculous. How can someone who can "fly" be afraid of falling.

"Where is Tiantian? Where is Tiantian?" Wu Weidong stepped forward, with a desperate expression on his originally dull face, "Is he still alive?"

"Dead." Marvin turned his head away and looked at the other person coldly, "No one can hurt the person I guarded again and again. I let him go three times. This time, he asked for his own death. .”

Wu Weidong's knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground with a "bang", making an unpleasant whimper, but no tears came out of his eyes.The living dead have no tears.

"I knew it would be like this, you are really amazing!" Wang Mi admired, his face was full of anticipation, which made Shi Jiu feel sick.If Wu Weidong looks like a living dead on the outside, his essence is still a human being, but Wang Mi is just the opposite, despite his human appearance, he is basically a devil inside.

Ma Wencai sneered: "Why, aren't you afraid of me? Just now I was so scared that I ran away in a hurry, but now I have time to praise my ability. Don't you think that I will let you go."

Wang Mi laughed: "You seem to have forgotten that your master is still in my hands, why, you have already decided to disregard his life?"

Shi Jiu frowned, he was very dissatisfied with Wang Mi's words.One was dissatisfied with him saying that he was the master of Ma Wencai, and the other was that he was described as a coward who held back and was useless except as a hostage. What was even more dissatisfied was that what Wang Mi described was almost true.

Can he really do nothing but be a hostage and wait for someone to rescue him?

Shi Jiu peeked at Wu Weidong, who seemed to be indifferent to everything around him because of his grief.He looked at Zheng Mei again, and found that Zheng Mei was also staring at Wu Weidong. Noticing Shi Jiu's gaze, he nodded, pointed to Wu Weidong and Wang Mi lightly, and made a gesture.

There was only one gun, and in Wu Weidong's hands, if he got that gun, it would be easy for Wang Mi to deal with it.Anyway, Wang Mi is a person, not a god.

Shi Jiu understood and nodded towards Zheng Mei.

The next moment, Zheng Mei suddenly moved, and he ran towards the palace, as if he wanted to harm her.

"Wu Weidong!" Wang Mi shouted, and Wu Weidong jumped up from the ground amidst the shouting. No matter how sad he was, he could not resist the deep imprint that Wang Mi had carved in his soul. He could not violate it, nor could he betray.

However, Shi Jiu closely followed Wu Weidong's footsteps, and slammed into him with all his strength. The gun in Wu Weidong's hand should be hit and let go. The black gun body broke an arc in the air and fell to the distance.Zheng Mei followed the trajectory of the gun flying out, hurried a few steps, jumped, flew out, and narrowly caught the pistol in the posture of grabbing the base.When I reacted, I realized that my body was halfway out of the roof, turned over and was about to fall, and I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat.

"Okay, everything is over." Zheng Mei climbed up cautiously, this time she was really proud, "Wang Mi, you..."

Holding Shi Jiu with a gun, Wang Mi stood in the center of the totem and smiled sweetly: "I think you guys are really mistaken. I never said that there is only one gun."

"But you just clearly..."

"I just played a psychological game." Wang Mi said, "Don't you policemen learn criminal psychology? It's really interesting to play with people's psychology."

"Damn it." Finally, Zheng Mei couldn't help but swear, seeing Shi Jiu who was pointed at the temple with a gun, he threw away the gun in his hand in frustration, "let him go."

"Impossible." Wang Mi smiled, "I arrested him to let him die. His little devil is too strong and has autonomy. The law of 'the strongest prevails' does not apply to him, unless I Kill his master in front of him and make a contract with him with the blood of his former master, otherwise he won't listen to me."

"Oh, you're stupid!" Zheng Mei stomped her feet, "You don't want his blood, you don't want him to die, let him give you the kid, just cut off a finger and write a transfer contract for you, why bother to hurt him?" Human life. Isn’t it?” While talking, he winked desperately at Shi Jiu, “Junior brother, raising a little ghost is detrimental to morality, and you don’t have big ambitions, so why bother yourself, write a contract and send the little ghost away.”

Shi Jiu clenched his teeth, looked at Ma Wencai, and then at Zheng Mei.The former was tilting his head, looking at him expressionlessly, with neither sad nor happy expression, as if he was staying out of the matter.

"He's right, you don't have to die, as long as you write that paper contract, I will be hers." After a long while, such words came out of the little mouth.

Wang Mi tapped Shi Jiu's head with the gun barrel: "Well, handsome Shi Da, as long as you are willing to transfer it, I can really let you go because you are handsome and sweet."

Shi Jiu closed his eyes and sighed heavily, as if he had come to a conclusion: "Selling a kid for his life sounds like a good deal... Fuck me, he's my future wife!" Unlocking the restraint of Wang Mi, he ran outside.

Everything was like the slow motion of a movie. Zheng Mei picked up the pistol, Zheng Mei pulled the trigger, and Wang Mi pulled the trigger one step ahead of him. The two bullets intersected and pierced the air.