His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Fifteen years ago, after the completion of the haunted house, the first homeowners ushered in. They were a newlywed couple. On the surface, the relationship was very sweet, but because of the problem of never being pregnant, I don’t know how many troubles they had in private. The wife checked many times and there was no problem. , the husband is unwilling to go to the examination, thinking that childbirth is a woman's business, and the two quarrel all day long because of this, the husband comes home less and less, and the wife always goes to the work unit to make troubles at first, but then she doesn't know what happened. Noisy, even if the husband comes home, he rarely pays attention to it. The two of them are like strangers living under the same roof. The man is also happy and relaxed. Later, he even lived in the unit dormitory for a week because of his work.

"The wife asked me to set up a reflection spell." Taoist An Xin said with a bitter face, and sighed in three words, "I gave her a spell, but she didn't think it was enough after using it, so I thought about casting a spell. Well, at that time, the two houses belonged to their family, so I laid one on the corridor, covered it with a layer of insulation, and then painted it, because direct painting would destroy the paint of the spell.” Finished speaking Taoist An Xin sighed and took a bite of the dish.

At this time, the food was on the table, and Xiangbei protected the pot of pork ribs, winter melon and seaweed soup. Su Zhe had never eaten such a delicious soup. The ribs melted in the mouth, neither stewed until melted nor hard enough to be needed Bite, the tip of the wax gourd slices is like cream, and there is a hint of fresh vegetable sweetness after the entrance. The kelp is actually sliced, without a trace of fishy smell. He never knew that everything can be so just right and memorable, There will be no nauseating freshness after eating.

"Did you put some thick soup treasure in the soup?" Su Zhe couldn't help asking.

"Don't you think that tastes like industrial additives in your mouth?" It can be seen that Xiang Bei wanted to say this sentence in affirmative sentences, "It's not difficult to make soup, as long as there are many Purines, which are easy to cause high blood pressure and high blood fat, must be delicious."

Su Zhe: "..."

What you said is unacceptable!

Taoist An Xin looked at Xiang Bei, then at Su Zhe, and said helplessly, "Listen to me."

"Listen, listen." Su Zhe hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, you said a reflection talisman? Shouldn't it be a heart-cleaning talisman or something that makes people happy?"

"I think that wife should want her husband to reflect on himself." Taoist An Xin whispered.

Su Zhe rationalized his thoughts, and always felt that this wife's thoughts were unusual: "You set up a formation at the door, and then what?"

"Then the wife said that there are not enough at the door, so we need to install one at home." Taoist An Xin looked at the black line at the door, "I also arranged it at home, every room has it."

Su Zhe became interested: "What is the function of your reflection symbol?"

"It will make people reflect on their inner shortcomings." Taoist An Xin said.

Su Zhe recalled what the female voice said so far, and always felt that it had nothing to do with self-reflection: "No, why do I feel that I just said something sobering?"

Taoist An Xin blinked his eyes: "Say? What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say it?" Su Zhe was even more confused, "It's just that there is a woman's voice that keeps saying some unpleasant things in my ears, poking my sore spots or something."

"Ah?" Taoist An Xin was puzzled, "The reflection talisman doesn't have this function. The reflection array I set up will sing Sanskrit three times a day, and then point out the homework that has not been done today, and instruct laymen to reflect on themselves."

Su Zhe and Taoist An Xin stared at each other for a moment, feeling incredible.

"Isn't there a woman's voice speaking?"

"Isn't it Sanskrit chanting?"

"What do you think of lettuce? Is the tempeh authentic?"

Su Zhe and Taoist An Xin looked at Xiang Bei at the same time.

Xiang Bei shrugged his shoulders: "What you're talking about is wrong. In fact, you only need to ask one thing and it will be clear. What else have you set up besides the reflection formation?"

"No." Taoist An Xin said immediately.

"Then, will your reflection array make people kill people?" Xiang Bei continued to ask.

"Of course not!" Taoist An Xin said hastily.

"Then why did you say that it was all your fault?" Su Zhe interjected.

"Because... there should be nothing else here except the formation I set up." Taoist An Xin whispered with a sad face, "I wondered if it was... because of my formation."

Xiang Bei laughed: "So you also think that the three murders happened here at the same time can't be a coincidence?"

Taoist An Xin sighed and nodded: "I always thought there was something wrong with my array."

"What could go wrong?" Su Zhe asked.

"I just couldn't figure it out, so I always wanted to come and have a look." Taoist An Xin said eagerly, "I come every time a murder happens, but..."

"But?" Su Zhe felt more and more confused.

"I don't know why, but every time I come, I don't complete the inspection for various reasons." Taoist An Xin seemed to be afraid that the two of them would not believe him, and said eagerly, "Really, you believe me, I use a different phone every time to find I came here for different reasons, but I couldn’t complete the inspection every time. This time I was in a hurry and wanted to do a hard inspection. I heard that the house is going to be sold again. I don’t want the fourth murder to happen in this house! It’s not that I don’t want to Come on, it's really not good, it's like..."

"...Like it was arranged?" Interfaced to the north.

Taoist An Xin's expression suddenly changed for a moment, and he muttered to himself: "Yes, it's as if it's been arranged."

At the same time, an unprecedented huge narration frame appeared in front of Su Zhe, with only three words on it: He is coming!

There was a knock on the door.

The dining table was quiet, and none of the three people spoke, their eyes were fixed on the door.

"Before I open the door, I want to say something." Su Zhe remembered, "The current homeowner didn't invite anyone randomly, but invited the local abbot of Qingluo Temple. The abbot didn't even enter the back room when he came. I looked at the corridor in the elevator room, left behind a sentence of 'as long as the mind is upright, you will not be afraid of demons and ghosts' and left."

Taoist An Xin said in a daze: "If he only looked at the elevator room, that's pretty much the same thing. It's a generalization, but I still think it's wrong. Why didn't he just point out that it's a harmless reflection spell? "

Xiang Bei looked at the little Taoist with a funny face: "Your focus is wrong. What you cast is a reflection spell. You should be very clear about the effect, right?"

"Hmm." Taoist An Xin still didn't understand.

Su Zhe stood up, went to the kitchen and took the Futengbao Sanqianqi kitchen knife in his hand, and said coldly: "This host is a professional, let's assume he can see through the formation in the elevator, then, It is obviously a reflection spell, why would he say that there are ghosts and monsters in this house?"

Taoist An Xin was stunned for a while, then stood up suddenly and tremblingly took out the yellow talisman in his pocket, and even Xiang Bei took a chair and put it in front of him.