cat disease

For things like this, the organization will be provided with funds for activities on a regular basis, especially those with explosive force values ​​like the unconventional case investigation team. In this situation, I want to ask Yan Zijin for help, but I will help because of these affections.For example, a family member was kidnapped, for example, he was threatened by his enemies because of business problems, or he was offered a reward on the black market. This kind of behavior did not involve illegal activities, and Yan Zijin generally would not refuse if he was busy within his ability.

In view of the fact that on the basis of mutual benefit, the funds in the organization have always been abundant,

On the one hand, the big brothers are doing good deeds and gaining a good reputation, on the other hand, they are unilaterally making things convenient for others and themselves, so why not do it.

The rich man in the same community as them is also a member of this fund project, named Rong Liang, who started out as a computer.

In the early years, I focused on my career and worked hard outside the home. When I realized the importance of the family, my wife passed away due to amniotic fluid embolism after giving birth. The only daughter was not in good health and could not even go out.

He is not the richest member of the entire foundation, but he has the best relationship with Yan Zijin, mainly because of his neighbors, the two have very good personalities, and some kind of relationship may exist because of his appearance. After coming and going, I became a drinking buddy, and I invited him to have a drink together if I had nothing to do.

So Yan Zijin was fairly familiar with the situation of the Rong family.

The little girl from the Rong family couldn't be rescued last year because she was too sick. She was only ten years old when Xiao Zuo was born.

However, if it were in an ordinary family, the little girl might die at the age of five or six. The disease in the womb survived until she was ten years old by spending money, but in the end she couldn't persist anymore.

"Hey, don't be sad, you'll be fine in the end." Yan Zijin was holding tea, and didn't drink because he brought his subordinates here today.

This time the main reason for coming here is not because of drinking. Being temporarily caught by an unreliable person as a strong man always has to be conscientious. It’s not good to get drunk and forget about business. A few words.

Although Rong Liang is only in his 40s, his hair is already more than half white, and there are deep lines carved between his brows. He frowned subconsciously when he didn't speak. His originally handsome appearance seemed to have changed a lot. A few more years seem to have been added out of thin air to his age.

Yan Zijin has a little understanding of facial features. Although he can't see the future of cause and effect, he can also see that Rong Liang has been plagued by bad luck recently. It is estimated that not only his life, but also his career will be affected.

He can't give advice on this, and he can't change the fate of others. Most of the people who open the door to do business to tell others' fortunes and change their fortunes are mostly liars. The end result is the same.It is not the process that determines the result, but the result is destined,

Rong Liang smiled wryly, and added a cup of tea to Yan Zijin: "What else can I do, I still have to live, it's hard for you to worry about my affairs."

"Oh, it's good if you can see it. When my sister-in-law and the child are reunited in the sky, I won't be in a good mood when I see you depressed."

Rong Liang froze when he heard this action, then smiled, put the teapot on the table, leaned his back on the sofa and said, "It's been a while since we got together, I was thinking of calling your people over for a barbecue this weekend, You didn't expect to give me a surprise attack today, why do you miss me?"

Yan Zijin laughed: "No, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, I can't sleep thinking about it, but I have to come quickly to see you."

Rong Liang pointed at Yan Zijin and laughed.

Meng Ci huddled on the sofa and peeled the extremely expensive oranges that he bought from an imported supermarket that he didn't know. Every one of them was labeled, like pigs that have been inspected and stamped after confirming that there are no defects before leaving the factory.

The labels on the oranges alone didn't look cheap, and they probably wouldn't be that cheap, but Meng Ci was not polite at all, and ate several of them.Their leader is an iron rooster, and it is impossible to buy expensive fruits in this life. These fruits are the main motivation every time they come here.

Anyway, local tyrants are not short of fruit money, so it's embarrassing for her to sit here.Meng Ci thought about peeling off another one, and by the way took care of Taixu who was sitting upright like a primary school student meeting his parents.

After eating five oranges, the leader still didn't want to finish the chat, Meng Ci stretched his waist, took advantage of the break between the two of them drinking tea, got up and said, "I've eaten too much tonight, I'll go shopping first. "

It's not the first time I've been here, and I know where I can go and where I can't. Rong Liang has no objection to this, and said with a smile: "Stroll around casually, and let the kitchen prepare some snacks for digestion later."

"No, no, no." Meng Ci said, "Just move around, you two talk first."

After speaking, Meng Ci walked towards the stairs. There was a garden on the top floor of the house, where some flowers and plants collected from all over the world were planted.In the past, the hostess liked these when she was still alive. After she passed away, Rong Liang wanted to entrust her lovesickness, so every time he saw beautiful flowers on a business trip, he would try his best to get back similar varieties to plant.In this way, a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, even if you find a professional gardener to plan, it still looks a bit nondescript.

But it's not mainly for decoration to enhance the style, it's just that Rong Liang simply wants to show his daughter and his wife in the sky.

Now that the daughter is gone, both of them can only watch in the sky.

Basically, every time Meng Ci came with the leader, she would stay in the greenhouse on the roof. She was not very good at this kind of communication, and she couldn't refuse every time. The greenhouse provided her with convenience.

She walked up the stairs as usual, but when she reached the corner of the second floor and walked up three steps to the third floor, something seemed to hook her ankle.

She turned her head and looked back, the corridor behind her was empty, the servants were all busy on the first floor at this moment, there was no one around, and nothing she touched.

Meng Ci looked at his feet suspiciously, and there was indeed nothing there. After thinking about it, maybe a room was not closed properly, and the wind blew over, so he didn't bother, he lifted his feet and prepared to continue walking up.

However, this time, one foot had just been lifted halfway, and the feeling of being pulled was more obvious. Something seemed to hold the ankle, and it was pulled back to the ground just after lifting a little.

This feeling is too familiar, Meng Cihuo is so big that what he has been in contact with the most is the kind of unseen pull for no reason.

Before entering the group, every dark corner was a potential danger for her. Due to her physical condition, those dark things always liked to reach out to tease her, no matter whether it would cause substantial harm or not. The panicked look is very happy, but it is very bad.

After arriving in the organization, Yan Zijin gave her a small ornament, a pendant in the shape of a small drop of fingernail hanging on a thin chain, which saved her from many troubles.

I am used to living a life without harassment, but when I was caught again suddenly, I didn't realize what happened at the first time.

Meng Ci's delicate eyebrows were raised high, holding the armrest with one hand, twisting her upper body and turning her head.

Her feet happened to be stepping on the shadow cast by the railing of the stairs, and the thick shadow of the arm had a strange bend in the middle, like a shackle wrapped around Meng Ci's ankle, and now she couldn't take a step forward.

The thing didn't seem to want her upstairs.

This house in Rongliang was once visited by Yan Zijin when it was first renovated. Most wealthy people believe in feng shui ghosts and gods, and their residences and companies will ask feng shui masters to check it out. It is more reliable than many half-baked people in the society, and it will not help adjust the arrangement of items to attract wealth, at least ensure that there is no evil spirit in the house, which will affect the health of the owner.

After making sure the house was clean, Yan Zijin left some things in the yard, and asked Yan to trace down a few formation stones to make sure nothing would come in.

So Meng Ci was really surprised when he saw this scene, what kind of thing could escape Yan Zijin's eyes and sneak into the room, and come out blatantly.

The sofa in the living room can be barely seen through the gaps between the scattered stairs, but not many people can be seen.Although she can solve this little thing by herself now, but after all, she is at the benefactor's house, and she hesitates for a while whether to inform the leader before doing it.

But that thing didn't give her a chance to think at all, after being discovered by Meng Ci, she was completely broken.

The black shadow gradually expanded, merged with the shadow of the railing next to it, and slowly expanded into a whole piece of black, covering Meng Ci's legs in the shadow, and where the shadow covered, the feeling of being restrained became more and more obvious. The huge pull made Meng Ci stagger.

Fortunately, Meng Ci didn't walk very high on the stairs, and she didn't fall directly when she fell down suddenly. After she managed to stabilize her feet, the black shadow began to pull her to the side of the corridor, where she came for the first time. Rong Liang once pointed out that it was his and his daughter's bedroom, and there were only two rooms in the entire second floor.

Meng Ci was pulled in with force, and when he met other shadows on the dark shadow road, he still didn't forget to expand his area, and added an extra "mask" on Meng Ci's mouth by the way, even though Meng Ci didn't want to open his mouth to shout, the thing But as if worried, he vowed to complete the kidnapping.

On one side of the shadow was a circle around the ankle, directing Meng Ci to walk forward slowly step by step, and finally stopped in front of the door of the innermost room.

There are several oil paintings hanging on the opposite side of the door. The eyes of the characters on the lifeless canvas seem to come alive, staring straight at the impolite guests in the dim corridor.

Meng Ci stood innocently, his feet were tied, his mouth was covered, the perpetrator was still a common shadow.

If they hadn't dealt with some strange things all the year round, they would have been scared to death by this scene, a typical ghost movie cannon fodder scene.

With half of her face hidden in the shadows, Meng Ci was still a little flustered. She was in a hurry this time, and she originally wanted to go out for a run, so she didn't bring anything with her. This kind of thing happens, and it's obvious that the thing that's tied to her has another purpose.

The door in front of him opened a crack silently, and a gloomy and cold breath came out vaguely with a little white mist, and then wrapped Meng Ci little by little, dragging her into the door.

Meng Ci was pushed into the room, his figure gradually disappeared in the darkness, and the door closed behind him with a click.

Downstairs, Rong Liang was taking out a few cans of delicately packaged tea from the cabinet and handing it to Yan Zijin: "It looked good on a business trip a few days ago, I brought you a few cans, go back and try it."

Yan Zijin took it: "Then I won't be polite."

"Why are you being polite to me?" Rong Liang just sat back in his original seat when he suddenly looked back at the stairs.

Yan Zijin put the tea pot on the table, and followed Rong Liang's gaze suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"No." An imperceptible light flashed in Rong Liang's slightly haggard eyes, and the fleeting doubts quickly disappeared in the depths of his pupils, and when he turned his head, he smiled again, "It's nothing, it should be I got it wrong."

When he was chatting with Yan Zijin just now, he had been paying attention to Meng Ci's movements from the corner of his eye, making sure that she hadn't stayed on the second floor, and went straight up, before regaining his composure. After all, it wasn't the first time Meng Ci went to the garden.

Maybe he was really worrying too much.

Chapter 63

◎Spiritual Rain◎

Meng Ci was brought into a dark room. After her eyes adjusted to the light, her only movable eyeball turned around.

The room is large, and the windows opposite the door are tightly covered by curtains. Fortunately, they are not special blackout curtains, and the light comes in through the gaps. The light gray curtains are turned brown by the street lamps. You can see everything clearly, but you can still feel that this is the master's room.

When he arrived at the place where there was no light, he came to the shadow's chassis, tied Meng Ci tightly and stood at the door, quietly looking as if he was listening to the movement outside, and waited for a long time to make sure no one came up, then the black shadow let go of the binding and turned to the door. Disperse aside.

Meng Ci stood dumbly at the door, looking at the black shadow on the ground that was extremely clear even in the dark, like a black hole with no light entangled beside her feet, it seemed that if she made a slight mistake, she would be bound back .

How can Meng Ci do anything inappropriate, she is in a difficult situation now, it is hard to argue if Rong Liang finds out if she goes out like this, but is it inappropriate to stay here all the time, or jump out of the window?The second floor doesn't seem to be very high.

She stared deeply at the black shadow and took a second look. Taking advantage of her inattention, or what she thought was the inattention of the black shadow, she quickly ran to the bedside in three steps and two steps, opened the curtain a little, but only for one glance, Meng Ci gave up the idea of ​​jumping off.

Obviously, I didn't think it was that high when I looked at it from below, but my legs felt numb when I looked at it from above.

The black shadow seemed to know what Meng Ci was thinking, and the moment she just opened the curtain, he wrapped her ankles around her again, and carried her hard into the room.

Meng Ci hopped on one foot and almost couldn't keep up with the rhythm and fell to the ground, but he didn't dare to make too much noise, and suppressed his voice: "Slow down, where are you going, trespassing is illegal, don't you know? "

The black shadow didn't seem to understand human words, and with that form, she couldn't tell whether it was a ghost or something else, so she stubbornly dragged Meng Ci to one side, and through the faint light projected from outside, she saw There is a neat row of bookshelves directly in front.

It stands to reason that this kind of people will not put any literature and art in the bedroom, rest is the place to rest, and there are special study rooms for books and other things.

There is a study room on the third floor. Meng Ci had seen it before when he went to the conservatory. At that time, the door of the study room was not closed tightly, and he could vaguely see neat bookshelves and a huge desk inside.

Meng Ci is not interested in other people's hobbies, even if she turns the bedroom into a KTV, it doesn't matter to her, she just wants to get rid of the black things under her feet, even though she has no clue.

Meng Ci reached for the collar, clutching the small pendant.

Although the pendant does not do much damage to ghosts, it is still very effective in avoiding evil spirits. According to the leader, it is said that the water of the Wangchuan River is sealed inside. Will be haunted by ghosts.

Meng Ci was hesitating whether to throw this thing directly at Hei Ying. It stands to reason that ordinary evil spirits would not easily touch her. The origin of the pendant is unknown, but the effect has always been very good. Twinkle twinkle bright.

Heiying didn't expect the ending he was about to face at all, and he still dragged Meng Ci tirelessly.

While hesitating, the strength on his feet suddenly loosened, and Meng Ci stopped in front of the bookshelf.

The bookshelf is huge, taking up half of the wall. There are many famous Chinese and foreign books on it, including some business magazines and books related to computer science. No matter how you look at it, it looks like the study has been moved to the bedroom.

This……

He would be a fool if he didn't know that Sombra wanted her to look at the bookshelf until now.

"Is there a mechanism behind this bookshelf, or is there something extraordinary hidden?" Meng Ci dragged his chin, and the shelf in front of him was a complete set of the four great classics.

She looked at the books intently, but she didn't realize that the black shadow that was close to the ground was getting out little by little, like a pile of sand, and it was getting higher and higher, and finally a complete human figure stood behind her, motionless.

The bookshelves look the same at first glance, or is there a trap on one of the floors?But what to ask her to do, she is not a policeman, she can't solve crimes and can't do anything else, except that she can handle things with better physical strength...

Meng Ci couldn't hold back her clicks, feeling that she couldn't keep the image of a lady anymore. She was brainwashed by the dog leader, and now she subconsciously thinks that she is a violent person.

She didn't move, and the black shadow behind her stuck to her like this, until Meng Ci's finger brushed the spines of each book and stopped at a certain place, the black shadow suddenly trembled all over.

"Huh?" Meng Ci was puzzled. Among the four major tragedies of Shakespeare, he saw a pure black book with no name written on it. It seemed that a well-packaged book was accidentally inserted here. It's hard to tell if you're not careful.

Next to this book is Vladimir's novel "Lolita".

His fingers stayed on the black book for a moment, and he pulled out half of the book, but the action stopped here.

After all, it’s someone else’s place, so it’s very impolite to flip through things casually. Maybe this is a notebook for memorizing things, writing diaries or business secrets. She couldn't get over it in her own heart.

Thinking of this, Meng Ci didn't pull out the thing, but put the book back with a push.

However, the moment she was about to withdraw her hand, a black object covered the back of her hand. The cold touch and the sudden appearance of the hand made her tremble all over.

Meng Ci watched as the black hand controlled her fingers, pressed it on the book again, and then pulled it outward in this posture, and the book fell off the shelf directly.

She picked it up subconsciously, and there was no corner of light, but she vaguely saw a light flashing on the book cover, it was not obvious, and she couldn't make out what the word was.

Although she didn't know what it was, she understood that the black shadow dragged her to this place because of this thing.

Meng Ci is not afraid of ghosts, people who are afraid of ghosts can't perform tasks in the non-human group, but she has nothing on her body now, so she can only reluctantly follow Sombra's will. If it were normal, Sombra just caught her At that moment, she should have been trampled to pieces.

"You want me to hold one?" Meng Ci shook the book, turned his head to look at the black figure in human form, and his heart skipped a beat. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still taken aback by its appearance.

Heiying is thin and small, not as tall as Meng Ci, but she looks like a woman in terms of body shape, but her facial features cannot be seen clearly, so her age cannot be determined.

Hei Ying nodded after being obedient, and pointed to the book to signal Meng Ci to open it.

Although Meng Ci had lived a shameful life in the past, he had never done this kind of stealthy work, reheating other people's things casually...

Before she moved, Hei Ying took the lead, and two slender hands followed Meng Ci's and directly turned the page.

There is no title page, no table of contents, and the first page is densely packed with small characters. However, the handwriting does not seem to be printed, and the crooked font makes it difficult to see what is written. It is a bit like a child's graffiti.

Meng Ci glanced at the page in doubt, and then at the black shadow.

Soi Ying probably didn't expect the first page to be like this, and after hesitating again and again, he turned the book to the back of the middle.

At this point, the handwriting is no longer as ghostly as before. It has a structure, and the content written on it can be seen clearly. Some are similar to a diary and a bit like a biography, and the content is detailed.

From the series of activities after getting up in the morning to the people and cars I saw when I was walking, the first words I said after arriving at school, and my heart when I saw people.On a thin page of paper, small characters list all of a person's life on it.

"Is this a novel? It's too detailed. Who would read these trifles? I guess it won't sell well." Meng Ci casually read a few paragraphs.

However, after seeing the contents of the book, the black shadow suddenly became anxious. His dark hand seemed to want to snatch the book, but he didn't know why he didn't do it for a long time. In the end, he couldn't do it. When she was about to finish flipping through her, Meng Ci finally saw two familiar characters, which were her name——Meng Ci.

Meng Ci raised her head in surprise. Is it just a coincidence that the name in the book is the same as hers, or is it that she is the person who wrote the book?

Don't blame her for thinking too much, considering the relationship between the owner of this house and their group, and the behavior of the little black man insisting on dragging her over, if the "Meng Ci" in the book has nothing to do with her, kill Yan Zi and advance her I don't believe it.

"Going out to eat after class, I saw two boys in yellow clothes on the way. The clothes are almost exactly the same. It's really interesting. I will tell my roommate about this later. Then I went to the cafeteria and saw the legendary school belle. It's so beautiful. I'm envious. , It's a pity that I'm just an ordinary person, I don't want to have plastic surgery, and I don't know how to make up. Hey, there is a boy next to me looking at me. I want to walk over with my chest up. Isn't this more temperamental? I think the school belle is like this, the school belle is called What is it? It seems to be Meng Ci? The name is also nice, not as ordinary as me..."

What follows is a series of cooking and eating, complaining about the meals in the cafeteria, and then returning to the dormitory, but I didn’t complain about the two boys in yellow clothes with my roommates. She read the book, but the roommates didn't talk to her after they came back.

"I wish I could talk to them well. No one likes people like me. I hate it myself. Is the bed I live in just a waste of other people's opportunities? It is said that many people want to enter this school I didn’t get in. I’m such a poor person. How could I be admitted? I couldn’t understand in class, but the teacher spoke very well, so blame me for being stupid.”

There is a lot of content on each page of the book, but most of them are self-defeating and what they have seen and heard.

"This is..." Just as Meng Ci wanted to ask what it was, she finally saw the name of the protagonist in this book for the first time, but it was a name that she would never forget in her life—Shi Lingyu.

The girl who gave her a reputation as a murderer, led to her being isolated and rejected by the whole school, and finally sent her to prison.

Although Meng Ci knew that Shi Lingyu couldn't be blamed for the whole incident, she also blamed her for ending her life at the best age.

This book—is it the diary of the spirit language?

Chapter 64

◎ kiss ◎

In the silent cloakroom, there are rows of cabinets hanging various styles of clothes, baby one-piece suits, princess dresses with lace, and hang tags neatly hung on each piece. From babies to adults, this family The owner seems to have poured all his love into it, and can't wait for even a moment. Before the child was born or not yet, he bought all the clothes of every age group, stuffed the cabinets, and waited for his little princess to come over in person. Pick a favorite.

On the other side of the cabinet are commonly used clothing and hat accessories, each of which has been carefully selected and neatly listed in the glass cover.

However, there is no "humanity" in the cloakroom where people should come in and out every day. It is so cold that it is not what it should be in the world. If it is not for the common style of clothes, it even looks like a shroud shop, with a little smell that ordinary people can't smell fishy.

The cloakroom was quiet, and the door that was originally wide open exercised its right for the first time, separating the inside and the outside into two separate spaces.Fang Weizheng leaned Chongjiu against the wall by the door, pressed his lips with a finger, and said silently: "Shh."

Chongjiu was really confused by Fang Wei's action. He was dragged into this small room in a daze. Before he could ask why, his back hit the wall. It became the current posture, and the main reason for this state was a dilapidated teddy bear.

It's just too much shit.

Chongjiu has never thought that one day he would be trapped under him like this in his life, let alone the reason why the other party pulled him here, but no matter from which angle he looks at it, he is now like a weak chicken who needs protection .Perhaps it was because of the suddenness of being pulled, and it was the first time that he faced this situation. He was really caught by Fang Wei, and he kept doing this for more than 5 minutes.

Fang Wei lowered his head slightly, and the long eyelashes cast a black shadow on the eyelids, covering the most deceptive eyes in the shadow. Without that layer of meaning, it looks much more pleasing to the eye, although most of them think Fang Wei His face is really ordinary, except for those eyes that are alluring all the time.

However, in Chong Jiu's view, the most annoying thing about Fang Wei is those eyes.

Pressing on Chong Jiu's lips with warm fingers, the cold point is not like himself after being stained with temperature.

Chong Jiu frowned and wanted to slap his hand away, but Fang Wei stopped Chong Jiu's movement, and said in a low voice as if coaxing a child: "I heard from the leader that you are not feeling well now, if this is the case, don't mess around." Move, although the little ghost outside looks soft and cute in the bear's body, but it's still a ghost, it's better to be cautious, don't suffer."

Chong Jiu: "..."

Who suffers?I'm afraid he heard it wrong.

Fang Wei has been paying attention to the movement outside the door. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear any other voices, even the strange singing voice disappeared. He looked back, and when he looked over again, he happened to bump into Chong Jiu's eyes.

Fang Wei paused obviously, and the hand pressing on Chong Jiu's lips was slightly stiff.It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he never seemed to have observed his cat carefully, whether it was when it was pitch-dark back then, or when he was now an adult.

When I picked up Chongjiu back then, it was just because the cat lay on the wall next to the store for several days, basking lazily in the sun every day. The long, dark cat is really pleasing, especially the pair of always Squinted lazy eyes.

And when those eyes reappeared in front of him, they were embedded in someone's eye sockets.

It was obviously a pure black cat back then, but now its face is white and almost transparent, and the soft touch under the fingers is icy cold, which is much different from the warm and soft cat back then. With a familiar green light, there is a faint shadow of the past.

It is not easy for Fang Wei to come back. It is definitely not as simple as reminiscing about the old days or revisiting the old places. Even if he got mixed up in Yan Zijin's organization, he only revealed a little information. Even Yan Zijin didn't know how he came back or what he wanted to do.

Only he himself knows that even though he personally gave Chongjiu the location of the bookstore, in his heart, Chongjiu is still not on the "trust" list, because his departure was not voluntary, but out of Some kind of irresistible helplessness, this time I came back to correct my original mistakes.

That's why he led Chong Jiu to this room, and the thing that led Chong Jiu was hidden under the quilt of the bed before.

The little white man pointed in the right direction, there was indeed something related to the water ghost hidden there, but it was not a "book", but a broken finger.

It was placed in the quilt before, but now it is in Fang Wei's trouser pocket.

Yan Zijin once told him that Chongjiu is like a little beast that locked itself in a cage. He obviously doesn't understand many things in the world, but he never wants to get in touch with him. He always blocks himself and rejects everything from the outside world. , So that I don't know how to define the relationship between people.

Just like the distance between the two of them should not be, more precisely, it is dangerous, but in Chong Jiu's eyes, there are only three words "uncomfortable", this distance is beyond his tolerance, if it is not I haven't figured out the situation yet, it is estimated that the roof has been lifted long ago.

At this moment, Fang Wei suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were a bit ridiculous.

He is different from Chongjiu. Even in those years when he was in charge of the bookstore, people's hearts were not as complicated as they are now, and the world is still so simple that it seems that the end can be seen at a glance. The bell on the door will not ring like it is now, but he After all, he is a god raised by nature, even if he is separated by a layer of belly, he knows more about people's hearts than Chongjiu later.

Although the connection between him and the living beings is broken now, the things in his subconscious still remain, so Fang Wei is far better than Chong Jiu in terms of understanding people.

So at this moment of looking at each other, he suddenly felt that maybe the suspicion at the beginning was wrong, things might not be as complicated as he thought, and it might really be a coincidence that Chongjiu appeared at the door of the bookstore.

Fang Wei stared at the face that was close at hand. The pale face was morbidly beautiful, beyond the scope of human beings in the fireworks world. Under the almost transparent skin, tiny blood vessels could be seen faintly all over it. Only in this way can we see it This person in front of him is actually a living person, no matter how dark the qi is, he is still a living person, not to mention having a face that suits his heart no matter how he looks at it.

Fang Wei pressed his fingers subconsciously, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Have you been looking for a mother...girlfriend for so many years?"

He actually wanted to say that it was the female cat, but he realized that something was wrong when he got to the point of his mouth, and stopped in time to change the name.

"What?" Chongjiu slapped Fang Wei's fingers off impatiently, and pushed his shoulder to distance the two of them, "Are you out of your mind?"

Fang Wei took a step back from being pushed, watched Chong Jiu wipe his lips vigorously, and vividly displayed the word "dislike", and said with a smile, "Master Jiu has a cleanliness habit?"

From the bottom of his heart, Chong Jiu didn't like to hear Fang Wei called this name, and his already bad mood became even worse.

He pursed his lips that had been rubbed red by himself, he couldn't stay any longer, and was about to go out and collect the broken bear.However, before one step could be taken out, there was a sudden muffled sound from the door, as if someone was banging it hard on the outside, and then the unsavory tape sound sounded again, and the girl's weird singing voice was playing inside: " Be good, little rabbit, and open the door."

Intermittently, the horror effect is directly filled in the dimly lit cloakroom.

"Hurry up, I want to come in."

"She wants to come in." Fang Wei leaned to one side, it is absolutely impossible for him to stand properly, and he must let his legs rest if he can sit, he is so lazy.

Chong Jiu squinted at Fang Wei, perhaps because he was in a really bad mood, and even the scar at the corner of his eye became darker, and a small piece of blood red added a little coquettishness to his originally cold face.

"Open the door." Chong Jiu said coolly.

"Don't." Fang Wei remained motionless, "What if this brat is some kind of murderous thing, after all, he has been trapped here for a long time, and his father made something to keep her here, it's not good at first sight Things, didn’t you come to find things? Could it be just to raise little ghosts?”

Raise a fart brat.

I don't know how many times Chongjiu wanted to swear today. He came here just looking for the water ghost's book. Maybe he can still use the water ghost... It seems that it is not impossible. The water ghost was just an ordinary person before he was alive. In case, But how can ordinary people use books to raise ghosts?

"That's right." Fang Weijian Chongjiu remained silent, and chased after the victory, "So we can't get rid of her quickly, we have to wait for her to reveal more information, if we catch some clues, maybe we will follow the case we are investigating now related, don’t you think so?”

During the conversation, Fang Wei had already stood in front of Chongjiu, staring at the person who was slightly shorter than him. Maybe such a simple kitty really let them meet by fate?

After losing a layer of doubts, I really like how I look at it. It is much better than looking at it as a black and fluffy lump, although my temper is worse than when I looked at it.Fang didn't think about it.

"You—" When Chong Jiu raised his head, he just met the unburning gaze above, like a firefly in a midsummer night, dancing strangely, and then quickly fell silent, "You have to—"

There is no chance of exporting the following words.

Chongjiu has never felt that there are such absurd things in the world. He widened his eyes, and the hot and humid temperature hit his whole body along his cold lips, as if all the blood in his body had changed sides. Whether it is true or not, Chongjiu felt that he was going crazy, his dark pupils instantly turned dark green and stood in the middle, and a face that should not have appeared was reflected in the only width, and a pair of beautiful eyes narrowed slightly Standing up, the long eyelashes drooped down, covering up the hidden meaning in the eyes.

In the next second, the soaring black air exploded from the side, carrying countless sharp knives, destroying everything it passed by. Those brand new cabinets and clothes that had not removed the tags were broken into pieces in the blink of an eye. Swirling and circling upwards.

The floor under his feet didn't even have a chance to shake, and a huge black hole went straight to the ground for an unknown number of meters.

Fortunately, Fang Wei reacted very quickly, took out a spell and hit it on a piece of broken wood under his feet, stepping on the wood and barely falling into the living room.

On the other side, Yan Zijin was holding a limp body with his hands, urging others to take refuge as soon as possible, but when he saw Fang Wei, he paused, and the light of doubt flashed away.

Seeing that the building was about to collapse, Yan Zijin didn't care so much, and ran out carrying the fainted owner of the house. Fortunately, they were very close to the main entrance.

Until everyone stood outside the iron gate, looking at the collapsed house and the raging Yin Qi, Yan Zijin seemed to have seen the pink ticket flying higher and higher against the light circle with its wings flapping.

He asked with a dull expression: "You