[comprehensive] superior skills

After a puddle of vomit on the playground, Mr. Li finally understood what Ben meant by the big \ trouble.

"Why is this happening? Could it be that the dream I just had was real?" the assistant who had been by Mr. Li's side asked palely, "Did you have that dream?"

"I also dreamed of that woman..." The man caught by him murmured in a daze, "She was wearing a dark blue costume and singing a weird song..."

"Are you all like this?" President Li took off his glasses, and wiped away the tears stimulated by the surge of blood with a handkerchief just now.

Now he has to admit that his group has indeed fallen into an unprecedented predicament. If it is really doomed as Ali said, it is the only thing he can do not to bring bad luck to his family.

"Yeah, why do we have this dream, obviously no one has been to that mountain!"

Awei, who was the first to touch the corpse, was still in shock, "Mr. X was fine at first, isn't he only cursed on that mountain?"

Because of the infinite fear entrenched in his heart, he didn't even dare to mention the real location of the accident, but only used the three words "that mountain" to refer to it.

"Ghosts don't invade the human body for no reason. Have you come into contact with anything special?"

Song Ci glanced at President Li who was still maintaining his demeanor in surprise, "And that Ali, no one thinks he is strange? Mr. X's friends all became pallbearers after they died, but Just now Shiwei didn’t see him in his dream, could it be because he made a deal with a ghost that he got relief after death?”

"What Miss Huang means is that Ali offered ten of us as sacrifices to that woman in exchange for a chance to die?" President Li asked in a deep voice.

"It's possible. There were many traitors during the war, and it's not uncommon for individual traitors to appear now." Song Ci looked around at the few people and asked, "Don't you think there is something unusual about Ali today?"

The young man in charge of logistics support suddenly swayed and collapsed on the ground, and said with ashen face: "It was I who harmed everyone. When we gathered in the morning, Ali brought a bucket of water. He said it was specially brought by the mountain spring sent by his old family. It’s for picnics. I tasted it beforehand and found it to be sweeter than ordinary canned water, so I used it for cooking on my own.”

"You bastard, I'm going to be killed by you!"

"Why don't you discuss it with us!"

"Push the street, you are going to die!"

Members who knew the truth all rushed forward with red eyes and wanted to beat up the young man who changed the water privately, but President Li stopped him: "Stop!"

President Li only gave a wink, and his skilled assistant stepped forward to pick up the person who wanted to show off his prestige, "When death is imminent, there will be internal fighting! Ali can't help but want to hurt others , even if I tell you, who would put a bucket of unremarkable white water in their eyes? In the end, it will not be the end!"

He personally stepped forward to help the young man, "Wen Hui, I know that although you haven't joined the forum for a long time, you are very careful. Every time you go out in the field, you are responsible for these trivial matters. Ali I can't blame you for what happened, if anyone were in Ali's position, I'm afraid they would make the same choice."

After Wen Hui's mood stabilized a bit, Chairman Li continued to ask: "Is the bucket of water that Ali brought used up, and is there any left?"

Wen Hui shook his head with tears in his eyes, "Because the last supper was eaten with the radio station, and half of it was unused. I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I really didn't know it would turn out like this."

"What's the use of saying sorry at this time! If there is something really wrong with that bucket of water, what's the difference between taking a sip and drinking a bottle?" Awei scolded angrily.

President Li ignored him directly, and continued to say in a gentle voice: "Go and get the rest of the water, I want to see it."

Wanting to do something to make up for his mistakes, Wen Hui hurried to the tent to get water, which made the radio staff who watched the scene terrified.

"Fortunately, it's a rare and generous treat to dinner. If someone eats their food, wouldn't they also follow the ghost?" Lu Fu patted her thick chest and said with emotion.

"It sounds like I'm being stingy. Have you ordered less than one serving of box lunch? Don't forget that you have to eat two servings alone!" Seeing that the alarm was half-alarmed, Ben deliberately grinned.

When Wen Hui brought the white plastic bucket over, all the temporarily unobstructed people took a step back in fear as they had avoided Awei before.

Mr. Li didn't open the bucket after taking it, but instead looked at the combination of one big and one small and said, "Miss Huang, can I trouble you to see what's wrong with this bucket of water?"

"Are you talking about me?" Song Cihui pointed at the tip of his nose, and refused with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm a child who is more afraid of things than adults."

"Why should Ms. Huang be modest? It's convenient for others and for myself. I won't let your efforts go for nothing." Chairman Li took out a check and wrote a number. !"

The man who was supposed to be an assistant but actually a bodyguard cast his suspicious eyes on the little girl after receiving the check, "Mr. Li, do you really believe that she can handle this matter?"

Compared with those masters who have been famous for a long time, the sky-eyed girl in front of her is just an ordinary person following the trend.

"Do we have any other choice now, or do you think my life, Mr. Li, is not worth the price?" Mr. Li said in a cold tone.

Seeing that he was moved, the assistant didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and quickly walked over to hand the check to the little girl.

"Such a big deal, you can't fool me with a fake ticket, right?" Song Ci looked at the string of numbers on it in surprise, and secretly asked Huang Yaozu.

"Don't forget his last name!"

Huang Yaozu hid behind her and replied in a low voice: "Do you still remember what I told you at that time, many rich and powerful people also like to make these things, but some of them just throw them away after playing for a few times. This Mr. Li seems to be a branch of the wealthy Li family, and he will not do that kind of thing that hurts his face. Since there are no other masters nearby to ask for help, if you make money, you can accept it!"

"Say it earlier, I almost delayed a big deal!" Song Ci glared at him, and put the check in his pocket generously.

"Mr. Li, give me the water." Her face-changing speed was too fast, which made the man delivering the check even more dissatisfied.

It's a pity that Song Ci didn't take these little guys to heart, and she was willing to make a move only for the sake of money.

Carefully pouring the so-called mountain spring water into a transparent glass, Song Ci sniffed it lightly but did not notice any peculiar smell, but felt that the temperature of the glass in his hand was cooler.

Just when the assistant on the opposite side was extremely impatient and wanted to jump out to expose her magic stick mask, Song Ci recruited Huang Yaozu, who was also facing the glass of water for fear of avoiding it, and drew a talisman on his back.

She took out a pen and paper from her satchel, wrote the familiar words in her memory smoothly, and threw the talisman paper soaked in the luminous tree sap and the fountain of life into the glass in front of everyone.

No matter how the ghost pollutes the water body, the talisman paper containing a small amount of magic power will naturally respond.

Sure enough, just as Song Ci guessed, just a few seconds after the talisman paper was put into the water, the bottom of the cup boiled as if being heated by rapid stirring, more and more bubbles rushed to the surface of the water densely, and a thick black ink color gradually fainted Dye it.

When the entire glass turned into ink that seemed to have been washed with a brush, the turbulent air bubbles finally overflowed the rim of the glass and burst the unbearable glass.

At the same moment, a woman's suppressed roar resounded throughout the campus, "Roar——"

Huang Yaozu, who was startled by this strange cry, stood next to his partner to give himself a sense of security, "When did you learn how to draw symbols, why don't I know?"

"On the few days when you were in a coma." Song Ci stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth very comfortably.

She didn't expect that the first time she pretended to be a great god would be on such an occasion, but it seems that the effect is still good, at least using pure magic power to fight against evil spirits is in a state of complete victory.

There was no sound on the playground, and even the three foreign reporters were silenced by the little girl.

"Oops!"

No one expected that Ben would be the first to speak out, "That scene just now should have been filmed! What a great subject!"

Ben was regretting it, and the foreign cameraman next to him, David, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and said in half-baked Chinese: "My machine has not been turned off, and I will lend it to you after I go down the mountain."

"Okay, I want to copy all the images!" Ben happily shook hands with the foreigner.

With a master in charge and such good materials to use, this trip is really worthwhile.

"Miss Huang, real people don't show their faces!" President Li was the happiest of all, "Has that female ghost been driven away by you?"

"It's not that simple, it's just to keep safe for a while."

Song Ci shook his head and said, "I'll take this bottle of water back and continue to study it. It's best for the nine of you not to go home after you go down the mountain, so as not to contaminate your relatives with those unclean things."

President Li didn't know what was scruples when she paid the money at the beginning, and she didn't name the transaction by herself, so she naturally included all the people involved in it.

"Nine people?" President Li's smile suddenly disappeared, "Except for the dead Ali, we have always been ten people!"

Awei's reaction was the most intense. He was on guard against the unknown companions around him like a frightened bird, "Is someone captured by the female ghost just now? I knew it wouldn't be solved so easily!"

"Did you remember wrongly?" Ben raised his heart, which was finally relaxed, "We pulled out of the tent a total of nine people, and I specially put you together before."

"Can't be wrong!"

President Li took the registration form from his assistant, "There are eleven people from the Ghost Association going up the mountain this time."

He counted the number of people against the list as he spoke, "Ah Wei, Wen Hui... Ade, exactly ten people!"

"President, who is Ade you are talking about?" Wen Hui asked timidly.

"Ade is Tang Jingde, the special camera of the forum, don't you guys see him?" President Li was startled suddenly, and he suddenly realized who the missing person was.

"Maybe I was busy packing and forgot." Wen Hui lowered his head, not daring to look into his eyes.

"I remember that there was a camera coming, but I can't remember his appearance." Awei also said tremblingly.

"You don't remember all of them?"

Chairman Li suddenly felt that the form in his hand was a little hot. Just when he couldn't help but want to throw away the roster, the paper that fell in mid-air burned up with a bang, leaving only a few pieces of black ash falling down on the ground.

"How could this be? Did that ghost come back?"

Lu Fu screamed and hugged her boss's waist tightly, "Head, let the Sky-eyed girl draw a few more talismans to ward off evil spirits!"

"It's simple, you pay for it!" Ben struggled to break free from the female subordinate's bear hug, "Relax your arms, or I'll be strangled to death by you before the ghost comes out."

"Miss Huang, what's going on?" Mr. Li's face was very ugly.

He wasn't particularly concerned about the life and death of a member, but he was more worried about whether his own safety was guaranteed.

"Hey, this matter has nothing to do with me! It happened completely before the deal between you and me was concluded. If you don't believe me, you can check it out yourself."

Song Ci clicked on the tent where Tang Jingde once lived, "There should be a camera inside."

With her prompt, the clever assistant immediately took the camera responsible for recording the scene.

In the shaking camera, the scenery outside the car window first appeared, followed by the beating bonfire, and even the image of Ali before his death did not fall.

Although the person carrying the camera could not be seen, everyone believed that this person was the Ade that President Li said.

The camera moves forward slowly, and then turns into the tent with low visibility after the supper is over.

The person in charge of the camera didn't know what was wrong, and he didn't forget to turn on the machine facing himself even when he was sleeping.

In the camera, an obese figure lay quietly in a thin blanket, occasionally letting out a few heavy breaths.

The pointer passed by little by little, and at the moment when Awei found the corpse screaming in horror, the bulging blanket suddenly fell down and stuck to the ground, but the person sleeping inside disappeared.

The video was still playing, but the people looking at the camera broke out in a cold sweat.

"Miss Huang, where are the Ade people?" Mr. Li asked with difficulty.

In fact, it doesn't take much to say that that person must be a disaster, but he still finds it hard to accept that a living person just disappeared without a sound.

"He just went where he should have gone long ago." Song Ci replied sincerely.

There is one more variable, and it is not easy for the mother and son to snatch people away.

"You knew that something would happen to him, but you just watched him do nothing?" Mevis asked righteously: "Do you know what humanitarian spirit is? You can help Mr. Li to keep him safe if you pay him, and the poor will be saved." To watch him die?"

Song Ci stared at the foreigner who was taking pictures and said coldly: "I'm sorry, I don't know how to write those six characters because I haven't studied. I only know that people like you who don't know right from wrong will not protect you no matter how much you pay." !"

She didn't bother to care about the female reporter who pretended to be righteous because she couldn't protect herself, and warned everyone in the association: "The ten sacrifices that were promised have turned into nine people. I don't know how crazy that ghost will do. Instead of worrying about others, You should think carefully about the terrible revenge you are about to face."