"That's true--" Zhou Zhuangzhu heard this, her face changed without surprise, but her gradual excitement was interrupted by Ouyang Rong's words: "Unfortunately, this is not the thought of your relatives."
"It's just a ghost named Wei Rong."
"I am good at stealing negative imaginations from others' minds recently, and the secondary body basically pretends to appear as a living thing."
Ouyang Rong briefly described the characteristics of this kind of ghost, and finally even emphasized that this kind of ghost is not strong, and can be subdued by himself, but that is him, it is hard to say that Wen Renle.
"A kind of ghost that only bluffs." Ouyang Rong's words made Zhou Zhuangzhu feel at ease, but he couldn't stop losing. "We generally exorcise the demon masters just to complete the work, and do not worry about the internal affairs of the client. It’s just that sometimes it requires the cooperation of the client to complete the work more efficiently."
Seeing Zhou Zhuangzhu’s eyes contact with him, Ouyang Rong went on to say, “For example, this time.”
"What do you need me to cooperate with?" Zhou Zhuangzhu said cautiously, not necessarily assisting Ouyang Rong. Of course, for the two masters and apprentices, it doesn't matter whether there is or not.
"Fearing will steal the negative imaginations of other creatures. This is not only their hobby, but also because the fear of looking for food will appear in front of humans and is basically tempted by food."
"But I didn't lure them." Zhou Zhuangzhu said nervously, and Ouyang Rong shook his head in denial, saying: "It's not that you took the initiative to lure them, but this fearful face smelled your negative imagination and followed this."
"Negative imagination?" Zhou Zhuang master seemed to think of something. His delicate eyelashes trembled frequently, his lips were slightly opened and slightly closed, and he muttered to himself: "That day, I was going to pick up the plane at the airport, but I got the police right after I walked out of the room. 'S phone... ... ... ... ”
Ouyang Rong was silent, he had a hunch that Zhou Zhuangzhu's statement would contain the correct answer.
Five years ago, in the spring of five years ago, a rear-end collision occurred on a viaduct in Huayang East District. In this accident, three people died from the rear-end collision and the rear-end collision. The rear-end collision caused fragments to penetrate into the skull and died on the spot. There was no treatment opportunity. The father and son of the rear-end collision were sent to the emergency room, but died after the rescue failed.
The rear-end collision is a pair of father and son. They disembarked from Huayang Airlines Airport half an hour ago and their whereabouts are unknown. According to the wife of the dead man behind the rear-end collision, the father and son seem to be on their way home.
The man behind the rear-end collision was a male. He had nothing to do with the father and son who was rear-end collision. According to surveillance video records, he was suspected of driving fatigued and lost consciousness while accelerating the lane change, causing misfortune.
"Is it Zhou Ping's wife, Ms. Zhou Xia? This is the phone number of Huayang City Police Department."
Zhuang Master Zhou took out the ringing cell phone from his bag and closed the door behind him.
"Hello, this is Zhou Xia." The owner of Zhou Zhuang's hand holding the phone tightened slightly.
"I hope you can memorize what I'm saying next." Hearing the serious voice, Zhou Zhuang could not help but straighten his back. He was looking forward to meeting her husband and son, and his mood became a little gloomy. The bad premonition seemed to gather slowly. Dark clouds loomed over my heart.
"It's not convenient for me to talk more about it, but please hurry up to the third floor of the emergency building of Huayang Third Hospital. Your family is waiting for you here."
The voice on the other end of the phone repeatedly stated the address clearly to Zhou Zhuangzhu, and finally, after Zhou Zhuangzhu's subconscious answer, he hung up the phone.
The owner of Zhou Zhuang leaned against the cold door, his body weakened a little, as if he was about to collapse. The phone had fallen to the ground, and the battery and the phone had separated and fell on his feet.
She closed her eyes and repeatedly yelled in her mind to be calm, but her body did not listen. When she was about to fall, she wanted to hold something to stabilize her body, but she pressed the doorknob. For a moment, the world She leaned backwards, the door was pushed open by her weight, and she fell to the ground severely.
Zhou Zhuangzhu lay on the ground, raised his head in pain, his tied hair scattered in front of him, and he was embarrassed in the waiting mirror in his sight. He smelled a hint of fragrance on the tip of his nose. Before he got on the plane, he let the men's perfume he brought with him was just used. She crushed the bottle cap, held on to the cold ground, and ran her fingertips across the floor she had just dragged. She was in a daze. She couldn't help thinking that her son's room had not been cleaned, and whether the child would lose her temper after returning.
In just a few tens of seconds, countless kinds of terrible images unconsciously emerged from her mind, like a giant whale hitting the surface of the water, and then turned over and plunged into it, splashing a wave of waves, her thoughts are just like the same A small boat, in which there is no resistance.
"It's okay, it's okay."
After a few minutes, Zhuang Master Zhou recovered her calm. She shook her body and walked to the waiting mirror. She re-tied the scattered hair with her cold hands. Then she rushed downstairs and sat on the driver who had been waiting a long time ago. The car changed the original goal and went to the family.
As for the satchels and mobile phones, they were already scattered in front of the room, in a mess and no one cared about them.
"It should be that after I received the notice from the police, I was right in front of the room, thinking about a lot of bad things, and then on the way to the hospital, my brain was almost blank." Zhuang Zhuang Zhou's face was pale, but the words he said were nothing. Every word was very clear. From the sad but calm tone, Ouyang Rong could feel a strong emotion suppressed by Zhou Zhuangzhu.
"I'm so sorry to remind you of bad memories."
"It's okay, it's been five years, and I've seen it a long time ago."
Zhou Zhuangzhu held her forehead, covered half of her face, and eased her emotions. Soon after, she spoke again.
"I remember everything around me was put in the drawer of the bedroom. I can't remember the rest."
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Rong had inspiration in his eyes for a moment, and then quickly asked: "Are the mobile phones at the time too?"
"As for the phone, because it was broken, I put it away and stayed together." Zhuangzhu Zhou replied softly, and she knew nothing about Ouyang Rong's intentions.
Ouyang Rong called out his apprentice. When he followed the words of the Zhou Zhuangzhu, the movement above the stairs did not stop. It seemed that he had eaten the previous ditch. This fearful face was more cautious, and he could use it to shuttle through the wall and repeatedly use a single blow. The tactics of retreat, and frequent attacks on Wen Renle’s injured leg, caused Wen Renle, who was originally dominant, to lose and lose, but was caught by the opponent twice and received more opportunities. Bruises.
"Lele! The phone in the cabinet in the master bedroom."
"Yes!"
Wen Ren Le Chao jumped back, avoiding the fearful dive. When the opponent disappeared to the floor, she immediately changed her steps, resisting the pain in her thighs and rushed towards the deepest part of the other corridor. (End of this chapter)