My heavenly teacher, my object is evil

Lin Ye walked in the hospital with his arms folded. The farther he was from the outpatient building, the colder Lin Ye felt. He stopped and turned around to look at the building standing behind him. Suddenly, he felt an urge to go back to the consultation room.

However, this impulse was quickly suppressed by Lin Ye. In retrospect, the doctor in the consulting room made Lin Ye feel terrible, although there was a faint fragrance on him that made people intoxicated.

Speaking of aroma, Lin Ye's thinking jumped to another person. The man who fell asleep on the narrow bed in the consultation room smelled better than the doctor's smell.

Thinking of the smell, Lin Ye could no longer move his feet, but fearing the cold air from the doctor, he simply squatted down and poked the ground with a branch.After careful consideration, he felt that there was a high probability that the smell on the doctor's body was also left by this person.

It smells so good, I really want to take a bite, this person's flesh and blood must be delicious.

Thoughts stopped abruptly.

Lin Ye froze suddenly. He looked at the outpatient building in horror, not understanding why he had the idea of ​​cannibalism.It's like he didn't understand why he was attracted by this scent when he passed the hospital, and then he registered and said something that could easily make others think he was crazy.

It was cold in April, and Lin Ye was trembling all over.

His stomach started to hurt again, as if something was hidden in his stomach, and it was patting the skin around his stomach.

Lin Ye threw away the branch in his hand, and carefully opened his clothes. The blood in Lin Ye's body immediately cooled down at this sight - there were two protruding five-fingerprints on his stomach from the inside out.

The fingerprints are small, no more than the size of a baby's palm.

But it was enough to scare Lin Ye into fainting.

rustling --

rustling --

Lin Ye felt that the hospital had become spooky, surrounded by a layer of black mist.Even though the wind was roaring, it couldn't blow away the black mist in front of us. The branches were creaking, but the shadows of the trees were firmly carved on the ground without any shaking.

He quickly got up and wanted to leave here, but no matter how he ran, Lin Ye seemed to be spinning in circles, and finally the wind stopped, replaced by sharp laughter: Mom—Mom—Mom, where are you going——

Lin Ye was about to pee his pants, and immediately entered a state of panic, Lin Ye carefully searched for the source of the laughter, then bowed his head, and his heart stopped.

His left leg was hugged by a bloody thing, Lin Ye tried to identify it with his last bit of rationality, the outline of the thing holding his leg was like a baby, but it had no skin.When Lin Ye was looking at this thing, this thing raised its head as if feeling something, and looked at Lin Ye with blood red eyes, showing a weird smile.

Lin Ye wanted to faint, but he seemed to be controlled by a force, and could only watch this bloody ghost.

The ghost let go of his legs, and crawled forward with all four limbs. Lin Ye was controlled by the force and could only bite the bullet and be forced to follow.

Pushing away the black mist, Lin Ye found a person lying on the ground.

The ghost lay beside this man, sobbing with its black mouth open.

Scattered words among the sobs: painting—painting, painting...

When Lin Ye saw this person on the ground, he took a sharp breath.

Lin Ye didn't know if this thing on the ground could still be called a person. Although he was wearing clothes, he could clearly recognize that it was a man, but the man had no facial features and only skin on his face, like a poor-quality humanoid mold from a clothing store.

"painting--"

Probably because Lin Ye was in a daze for too long, the ghost baby screamed, and sharp and terrifying fangs grew out of its mouth, like shark teeth.

Lin Ye's legs softened and he fell to the ground: "Drawing...painting?"

"painting."

Lin Ye wanted to cry: "Draw what?"

Ghost baby just repeats 'painting'.

It stared at Lin Ye with blood-red eyes, and its mouth grew bigger and bigger, as if it would bite his head off if Lin Ye delayed any longer.

Lin Ye saw the branches on the ground, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly to pick up the branches.His arms were trembling badly, and he raised his arms to put the branch on the faceless man's head.

The ghost baby fell silent.

Lin Ye breathed a sigh of relief for a while.

He must have guessed right, Guiying asked him to draw the facial features of this faceless man, other than that, Lin Ye couldn't guess what Guiying asked him to draw.

The branch carefully touched the faceless man's skin, where the branch touched, it was like ink marks were left on the face.

Lin Ye drew the eyebrows for the faceless man, then the eyes, then the nose and mouth.

It's done.

Lin Ye wanted to tell Guiying, but he moved his throat but found that he couldn't say anything. Not only that, he couldn't see anything, as if he was wearing a blindfold.

Lin Ye immediately went to pull his eyes, but felt a smooth touch.

His eyes are gone, oh no, his nose, mouth and eyebrows are gone.

At this time, Lin Ye belatedly remembered that the clothes of the faceless man lying on the ground were so familiar, wasn't it the coat he found out from the closet when he felt cold when he went out.

The faceless man lying on the ground is himself, so who is he...

the same moment.

Song Yixing quickly walked around the screen, "Zhai Yan!"

There was no sign of Zhai Yan in his field of vision, the lights above his head were flickering, and Song Yixing glanced behind the door as if feeling something.

A bloody little thing - a ghost baby.

Song Yixing, who was in a hurry when he saw the ghost baby, was not in a hurry. He looked back at the narrow bed.There was still a person lying on the narrow bed, and it was a bit pitiful to be curled up in a ball on the narrow bed with a stature of 1.8 meters.

Through the attire, Song Yixing judged that this person was himself, but he had no facial features and only fair skin on his face.

"draw--"

Guiying opened his mouth towards him, showing the fangs in his mouth, or maybe he smelled the fragrance of Song Yixing's body, and foul-smelling saliva flowed out of the big mouth that occupied half of his head: "It smells so good——"

Song Yixing looked at the ghost baby and fell silent.

Originally, he thought that Guiying would take Zhai Yan as his next target, but he didn't expect it to be himself.

To be honest, Song Yixing felt strange.

It was probably because of the Taoist robe on his body that these yin creatures did not dare to approach at will, but now that it has been temporarily taken off, it has become the target of these yin creatures.

Song Yixing didn't want to admit that most of his prestige came from Taoist robes.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Song Yixing's health is actually not good. Although he is tall and has little flesh, he looks thin. In addition, he looks gentle and gentle on the surface. It is easy to give people the impression of being 'easy to bully', let alone these Feminine.

Song Yixing looked at the ghost baby.

My child, the road is narrow.

However, Song Yixing did not immediately order a five-thunder ghost slaying talisman. The supernatural operation department has not found the real body of the ghost baby so far, which shows that the ghost baby in front of him is probably a clone.

If he wants to find the ghost baby's real body, he has to deal with its clone/body again, and Song Yixing still needs to see what the ghost baby is going to do.

"What to draw?" Song Yixing asked.

Guiying whimpered: "Draw———"

Song Yixing frowned: "Speak well, I don't understand."

Ghost Baby: "..."

Song Yixing turned his head and pointed to himself who had no facial features on the narrow bed, and asked after thinking for a moment, "Draw him facial features?"

Guiying had never met someone who communicated with him so calmly, so he nodded uncomfortably.

Song Yixing let out an 'oh', casually picked up a pen in the pen holder and walked back to the narrow bed.

Stretching out his hand to touch the skin of 'Faceless Myself', he roughly understood the ins and outs of the supernatural case that temporarily rated it as 'B' by the Supernatural Action Department.

It's not bad that this ghost is a ghost baby, but ghost baby is just a noun, just like the "thousand-year female ghost" and "red-clothed ghost", which give a simple location to the yin.

And the more accurate positioning of this ghost baby should be - painted skin ghost baby.

Song Yixing has encountered many painted skin ghosts, and they all have a characteristic, that is, they like to paint on human skin, and then do evil against the human skin.

The same is true for this painted skin ghost baby. From its bloody appearance, it can be seen that it has a very deep obsession with human skin.

Probably because of poor painting skills, so the victim was forced to paint the skin.When the victim finishes painting the skin, its real body will appear to peel the skin.

Song Yixing doesn't need to pinch his fingers, as long as he has eyes, he knows that he has been drawn into the fantasy dream created by the ghost baby.

"draw--"

Painted Skin Ghost Baby urged, and a bad smell came out of his nostrils.

Song Yixing: "Don't worry, I'm brewing."

Ghost Baby: "..."

Song Yixing raised the pen and put it down several times, and finally looked at Guiying helplessly: "Is there any draft paper? How about I make a draft first?"

The ghost baby was so angry that it wept blood, and blood flowed from its festered eyes.

The baby ghost climbed onto the narrow bed on all fours, and lay down next to 'Faceless Song Yixing', with his mouth open, apparently he had no patience.

Song Yixing is a hero who knows the current affairs immediately, "All right, all right, I'll just draw."

Of course, it is impossible to paint. If you draw the five senses, you will personally give your own five senses and human skin to the ghost baby.He started to write and wrote a few scribbled strokes.

Song Yixing: "Are you satisfied after seeing it?"

Guiying leaned over to look, and saw that the things that Song Yixing had dropped were emitting black mist all over his body, and then he rushed towards Song Yixing without waiting for Song Yixing to say anything.

Song Yixing stepped back and easily avoided the ghost baby's bite.

Put the index finger and middle finger together on the lips: "Shut up!"

The few scribbled strokes that had just been written down suddenly appeared in a golden light, and the handwriting was woven into a golden demon-locking net.Only then did the ghost baby realize that he had kicked the iron plate, and screamed shrilly that he wanted to escape, but in the blink of an eye, the ghost lock net had already wrapped up the ghost baby.

The ghost's sharp scream made the consultation room tremble violently. This is a fantasy dream created by the baby ghost for Song Yixing. If it wants to escape, Song Yixing must regain his sanity.

But Song Yixing did not intend to give Guiying this chance, and wrote two spells in the air with his bare hands. The moment the pen fell, the spells turned into real objects, and the golden light flashed, ignoring the twisting air around them, and flew straight to Guiying's face. The shape of '×' sealed the bloody mouth of the ghost baby.

The crumbling consultation room stopped, and Song Yixing smiled contemptuously on his lips: "Remember, it's easier to ask God than to send God away."

After speaking, he tapped his finger on Guiying's forehead. Guiying killed 17 people in a row, and the evil spirit was strong and surging. Song Yixing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he asked: "Your real/body..."

Before he could finish speaking, the scene in the consulting room that had stopped distorting began to tremble violently. This time it collapsed more violently than before. The ghost baby began to scream miserably, and the talisman he had just drawn failed again.

From the crack of the collapse, a more powerful evil spirit burst through the air, and Song Yixing's eyes turned cold again. He didn't expect that this painted skin ghost baby had companions.

In an instant, the evil spirit occupied the entire illusion. Song Yixing dodged sideways, and he did not forget to pinch his decision when he dodged. Next, he decided to kill Huapi Guiying's avatar first.

However, he hadn't pinched the key yet, and saw the evil spirit entwining the Painted Skin Ghost Baby, and then tightened suddenly.The painted-skinned ghost baby couldn't even cry out now, staring at Song Yixing with weeping eyes, his bloody mouth moved, silently mouthing: "Tianshi...help...help..."

Song Yixing: "..."

What Song Yixing could do, he could only watch a ghost fight with his eyes open.

Not long after, the ghost baby was strangled into powder by the evil spirit.

Before Song Yixing was ready to face the battle, the illusion collapsed, and the next second, Song Yixing woke up.

When he opened his eyes, it was Zhai Yan's handsome face dripping with coldness, "Is there anything wrong?"

Zhai Yan asked him, his voice tensed.

"It's okay." Song Yixing answered subconsciously, but suddenly he didn't realize that something was wrong, Zhai Yan's question seemed to know what happened to him.

Zhai Yan also seemed to realize this, and paused to explain: "...you were talking in your sleep."

Song Yixing immediately became nervous, he wasn't sure if he had exposed his career that Zhai Yan didn't like when he was talking in his sleep.

"I..." Song Yixing drummed in his heart: "What did you say?"

Zhai Yan thought for a moment and said, "Son, the road is narrow."

"..." Song Yixing asked cautiously, "Is there anything else?"

Zhai Yan asked without answering, "What did you dream about?"

Song Yixing was so preoccupied with prevarication that he didn't notice that Zhai Yan curled his fingers, and even the shadow on the floor swayed without wind.

Song Yixing coughed: "I dreamed that I was pregnant with your child."

"..." There was a crack on Zhai Yan's stern face. He realized something was wrong from Song Yixing's dream. Dreams can only have dream weavers and dreamers. He could only use evil spirit to pull Song Yixing out of the dream. I don't know the whole picture of the dream.

Knowing that Song Yixing was afraid of ghosts, Zhai Yan looked at him with pity.

Song Yixing's heart skipped a beat, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding Zhai Yan's eyes.He lowered his head and responded to the phrase 'a lie needs more lies to fill': "The child grows up to you."

Zhai Yan: "..."

His evil spirit touched the ghost baby, so he naturally knew the ghost baby's face, thinking of the bloody ghost baby with two-thirds of its mouth, Zhai Yan fell silent.

Let your fart go.

Oh, I learned swear words from Song Yixing.