Doom God's Embrace Countdown

"Are you really out of your mind or pretending! My mother is convinced!" Spiritual energy floated over, as if wanting to knock out the clove of garlic.

But because he couldn't touch it, Shen Chen didn't feel anything, at most it was a little cold.

It's going to be summer soon, and it's good to keep this spirit as an air conditioner, saving electricity and money...

"Your spirits...are you only cold-blooded?" Shen Chen felt that he might have overestimated these spirits, and the legendary ghost spirits were not as omnipotent as imagined.

"Of course not, I'm just relatively weak. Ghosts like us also have a chance to cultivate into ghost immortals!"

Look, this is not a trick.

"How to cultivate, kill people? Qi?" Shen Chen said it doesn't matter, compared to this spirit, he is more like a wraith.

"That's not enough..." Ling quietly glanced at Shen Chen.

The young man has an excellent appearance, soft facial features, and a faint smile always hangs on the corner of his mouth.

How did he do it, laughing and saying such things as spirit killing?Even if he really killed him, wouldn't he be afraid if his own spirit was right next to him?

"Then you said just now that there is something about me that attracts you, what is it?" Shen Chen picked up another clove of garlic and peeled it boredly, as if chatting with a friend.

"Resentment." This spirit is also a child's heart. It was so angry that it wanted to strangle Shen Chen to death, but now it can sit down and chat peacefully.

Shen Chen was not at all surprised that there was such a thing on his body, raised his hand and peeled off the third clove of garlic, "Continue talking, otherwise I will find someone to exorcise the evil spirits."

His words had no deterrent effect at all, and Ling was silent for a while, scolding Shen Chen in his heart for a while before opening his mouth.

"Human souls are divided into many types. According to their actions in life, each has karma and karma. There are..."

"It's too boring, can I trouble you to be brief?" Shen Chen picked up the fourth clove of garlic expressionlessly.

His nails were stained with the smell of garlic, but he didn't care, he peeled them carelessly.

Ling sneered and lost his temper, "To put it simply, you have done too many bad things. Before you die, you are already full of resentment, attracting all the nearby ghosts. When you die, you will tear up Divide up your soul."

"..." Shen Chen put down the garlic and did not speak.

"Did you almost lose your hair today? To tell you the truth, you are going to be in bad luck. Within a year, you will die."

After Ling finished speaking, he stayed by the side, observing Shen Chen's reaction, there was no fear or fear as expected, Shen Chen was very indifferent.

"Okay, it's getting late, go to bed early." He waved his hand to drive away the spirit, threw the peeled garlic cloves over, and then nestled on the bed without talking.

Unprepared, he turned his back towards the spirit, and his breathing gradually stabilized. After a day of tossing and falling, he was indeed a little tired.

As for the injury on the leg, as long as you don’t touch it, don’t move around, and don’t feel much pain, you can still fall asleep and it won’t affect anything.

"I haven't finished talking yet, what's the matter with you, and I'm not afraid of garlic, not afraid! Did you hear that..." He yelled at Shen Chen's back.

Seeing that Shen Chen didn't intend to wake up, but instead fell asleep more and more deeply, Ling had no choice but to float to a corner of the living room and curl up.

She is not a pervert, this is obviously her home...

Unlucky thing, don't really die because of that unwarranted luck!

There was no dream all night, Shen Chen slept well, when he woke up, the spirit was gone, without his cell phone, he didn't even know the time, he just woke up naturally.

Getting up from the bed, the injury on his leg was really inconvenient, so Shen Chen simply washed up, and then began to rummage through his luggage.

The mobile phone is lost, and there are too many inconveniences in daily life, Shen Chen has to find the bank card he used to use, otherwise he won't be able to withdraw the money, and he won't be able to eat.

He remembered that his bank cards were all in his wallet, but he never had the habit of carrying a wallet when he went out, so he didn't know where to put it.

In fact, it is right that Shen Chen does not have the habit of carrying a wallet, because even if he goes out with a wallet, he will lose it...

wait!

Wallet, he seems to have used it not long ago.

Shen Chen, who turned halfway through the suitcase, suddenly stopped, patted his forehead, and was extremely speechless.

He didn't have any cash when he got off the plane and took the airport bus. He exchanged the ticket he bought with the passer-by's big brother WeChat, and then put the remaining 70 yuan in cash into his wallet.

Afterwards, the wallet was lost and was picked up by Hao Yun.

Then, take the train, go to Shuyuan's store, return to the rental house to take a shower and change the clothes...

What the hell!

Shen Chen stared blankly at the direction of the bathroom, if he remembered correctly.

On the day he had a fever, he took a shower in a daze and stuffed his clothes into the washing machine.

Standing up slowly and walking to the bathroom, Shen Chen opened the lid of the washing machine that had been dusty all day and night.

The smell of laundry detergent hits my face, it's quite fresh, it seems that there should be no problem with the clothes, and they can still be worn after washing them again.

He didn't wear much clothes, there were only a few pieces in total, and he could almost see the contents of the washing machine at a glance.

The black wallet lay glaringly on top of the clothes, and the bank cards and other items inside were ruthlessly thrown out.

Shen Chen reached out and picked up two banknotes that had been soaked in water, one was 50 and the other was 20. They were a little damp and wrinkled, but they should still be usable after drying.

It's just that the bank card is a bit miserable, and the half-dried clothes that were thrown away are entangled. Although it is not broken, it is almost the same.

If you use eight words to describe it, it is horrible, and you can't bear to look directly at it.

Taking this card to the bank to withdraw money, Shen Chen felt that the staff at the window would all laugh.

Fortunately, the ID card is luckier and stronger than the bank card, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Shen Chen resolutely gave up his bank card, and planned to go to the bank to get a new one.

Perhaps as the spirit said, he was going to be in bad luck, and when he just went out, he saw dark clouds above his head, obviously it was going to rain.

Shen Chen scanned all the places he could see, but he didn't find the bank his bank card belonged to, so he had no choice but to try his luck at the bus stop sign.

Coincidentally, a bus happened to pass by the bank.

With the only 70 yuan in his pocket, Shen Chen bought a bottle of water in the nearby supermarket, and finally had some change to take the bus.

As soon as he walked out of the supermarket, before the water was turned on, he saw that the bus to the bank had stopped beside the stop sign, Shen Chen was stunned for a moment, and hurried over.

When he was sitting on the bus and looking at the gradually receding scenery outside the window, he was still a little nervous, feeling unreal and illusory.

It shouldn't be!With his bad luck, shouldn't God make him wait an hour under the bus stop?

In other words, just after leaving the supermarket, I happened to see the bus I was going to take leave.

Then it rains or something...

When Shen Chen stood at the door of the bank, holding his ID card in his hand, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

There were not many people in the bank at this point, and there were not many people on the waiting chairs. Shen Chen took the number, and was in a state of disbelief until the bank card was reissued.

There is not much money in the card, if Shen Chen buys a new mobile phone, it will not be enough for the rest of his life. Fortunately, his mobile phone is not very useful except for making and receiving calls.

And the one who can call him is Shu Yuan, and then there is advertising and sales. Therefore, living and drinking are more important than mobile phones.

So Shen Chen left the bank, turned around and walked into a nearby lottery station.

"Boss, for the 50-yuan scratch-off, I want the 5-yuan one. Yes, ten of them."

Holding the coins from the lottery station, after scratching off all ten scratch-off tickets, Shen Chen's hands were a little sore, and he shook his hands, seeing that none of the scratch-off tickets won the prize.

Shen Chen was satisfied.

Sure enough, it's more real like this, so I feel at ease.

What I bought was not a lottery ticket, but a peace of mind.

If one day he really wins the lottery, he won't be used to it yet.

But when Shen Chen happily returned to the rental house with a red ticket in his pocket and opened the door, he realized what a disaster is.

Shu Yuan sat on the sofa carelessly, with a few takeaway drinks on the table, and when he saw Shen Chen coming back, he raised his head in disgust.

"No, you run outside with your leg injured, you're really not afraid of being disabled!" Shu Yuan's mouth was quite poisonous, but that's not the point!

The focus is on the person sitting half a meter away from Shuyuan.

Who will tell him why Hao Yun suddenly appeared in his small rented house?

There was still a fried chicken bag on the table that I hadn't had time to throw away yesterday, the clothes in the washing machine hadn't been rewashed, and the suitcases in the room were sprawled open.

Shen Chen backed out silently, looked at the house number again, and after confirming that this was his own house, he shut himself off.

That's what social death is all about.

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