At the same time that Xiao Li entered the second instance, there was a private luxury club.
The woman with long brown wavy curly hair softly held up a glass of red wine and leaned back on the sofa, her face clearly unpleasant.
There was also a middle-aged man sitting opposite her. He looked at the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist. The neon lights above his head reflected colorful lights on the surface. He put down his hand and said solemnly, "Mrs. Xiao, It's better to say it directly."
The mistress of the Xiao family, Xu Mei, just looked at the red wine in her hand and slowly frowned: "Mr. Ye, is there any way to make a person disappear without knowing it?"
The man on the opposite side called Mr. Ye smiled and said, "It's easy to disappear, but if no one notices it, it's really difficult to handle. After all, the Xiao family is a famous family."
Xu Mei said: "That's why I can afford the price that Mr. Ye wants."
Mr. Ye picked up the wine bottle on the side, poured a glass of wine into the wine glass, dipped a little liquid with his fingers, and wrote a number "5" on the table: "Other means, it is impossible to be unknowing. . Anything that exists, there must be traces. Only this ghost is one way, but it is a natural murder weapon."
Every year in the entertainment industry, there are countless entertainers who raise little ghosts and accumulate yin and virtue.
Xu Mei looked at the other party's eyes, and then drank the red wine with satisfaction: "Deal."
She didn't want to wait any longer. The fact that Xiao Ming ran out of Xiao Li's room was the last straw that broke her, and the boss who was studying abroad was coming back - now is the best time to get rid of Xiao Li.
Mr. Ye is her good sister, introduced by a well-known courtesan in the circle, with a mysterious background, and every time he does things very neatly, all those who are entangled by his "ghosts" will first go crazy and then commit suicide. It looks like he has a mental illness, and it's the best way to do it.
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Classroom in the middle of the night.
This time, Xiao Li was used to that feeling, but he was a little worried about whether he would appear in the class again - but this time, when he opened his eyes, he had returned to reality, and he was surrounded by Classroom at night.
Xiao Li took out his mobile phone and showed that the time was around 11:00 on the day he left school, and he had been in the orphanage for three days.
Compared with the first copy of Nandu Girls' School, the flow of time has changed a bit - the difference between the official copy and the new copy? Or will each instance of the world be different
Xiao Li walked out of the classroom, clicked on Zheng Yi's WeChat account that he had passed before, and neatly entered a line to ask what happened at noon today.
The school gate was already closed at this point. If you want to go out, you can only find the guard. Xiao Li thought it was troublesome, so he went straight to the wall at the back door of the school, and climbed over the wall quite skillfully.
It's already this time, the driver must have gone back a long time ago, Xiao Li has no feelings for the Xiao family, and he doesn't want to call the driver back, and there is a famous aristocratic college nearby, and taxis rarely come to this area - Xiao Li is thinking Suddenly, an orange taxi stopped in front of him.
The driver was a thin man with his eyes straight ahead, his cheeks sunken, wearing a long-sleeved plaid shirt with his sleeves rolled up high, and the empty car icon in front of the taxi glowed faintly in the dark night, like a ghost fire.
There was a momentary pause in the boy's movements, but soon, he glanced at the empty street, opened the car door in the back seat, sat up, and reported the Xiao's address while closing the car door.
The driver in the front row pressed the empty button and started clocking.
The driver was very quiet, without any thought of talking to Xiao Li, his arms were always on the steering wheel, smooth and steady.
Xiao Li sat in the back seat, looking sideways at the street scene outside the window.
From the school to Xiao's house, this distance does not pass through the city center, so there are no bizarre neon lights, only patches of greenery and street lights that appear at intervals.
"Om—" Xiao Li's mobile phone trembled in his hand. He opened the screen with his fingertips and found that Zheng Yi had returned his message: [Noon? Nothing happened at noon, boss, didn't you go out at noon? I didn't come back in the afternoon. I thought you had something to do and left the ten boxes of mineral water at the school gate.]
He went out at noon—is it the illusion created by that supernatural power that kept him from disappearing in full view
[Wait, you ask me like this, did you go in again... that world?]
Xiao Li briefly replied "En", then as if sensing something, he turned off the phone and raised his eyebrows forward.
At this time, the taxi has been getting closer and closer to the suburbs.
The view outside the window is almost desolate.
After driving for so long, the driver's breathing is still very light, as light as - not breathing at all.
When passing another dim yellow street light, Xiao Li noticed that more and more spots appeared on the arm that was exposed by rolling up the cuffs, and on the pale arm, it looked like a corpse spot. Looking at the desolate surroundings, it looks extremely terrifying. If ordinary people see it, they will immediately ask to stop.
However, in this supernatural taxi, the black-haired boy just glanced at him lightly, and then closed his eyes, his attitude was as leisurely as the driver in front was not corpse, but beautifying.
The distance is farther, and it is getting closer to Xiao's house.
But the driver in front also started to change. He turned his head little by little until his head turned a hundred and eighty degrees inhumanly, and turned his head to stare at Xiao Li.
Since coming out, he hasn't returned to the little yellow book, but the doll in Xiao Li's pocket moved his head, and its movements were so subtle that no one noticed it.
Xiao Li raised his eyes and looked at the driver. He glanced at the car window in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Drive well and pay attention to the front."
Mr. Ye, who controls the driver's soul from a distance: "..."
What's wrong with this second young master of the Xiao family? Is the focus now on driving? ! Shouldn't you be crying and screaming
The young man's clear voice fell in the taxi, but the driver didn't respond. His neck was twisted into a twist, but he still looked at Xiao Li blankly. A black liquid gushed out from his nostrils, followed by Eye sockets, mouth, ears, those liquid dripped from the driver's face into the taxi, bit by bit, splashing water.
This time Xiao Li couldn't calm down anymore, he moved his body to the side with some disgust, avoiding the black liquid on his clothes, but the driver grinned and stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Li.
He let go of the steering wheel completely, hands hanging to one side.
The taxi lost control and began to sway continuously, the front of the car rubbing against the railings along the road, making a violent friction sound.
The bizarre-looking doll crawled out of the boy's pocket and transformed into a human form on the front passenger seat of the taxi.
The girl who suddenly appeared in the passenger seat was still wearing thick clothes, her expression was stunned, and her black hair was hanging down. She faced the car window, but stretched out a hand to the side, held the driver's head, and the other one. One hand extended like plasticine, pressed on the steering wheel, and turned the front of the car back to the normal direction.
At this time, if an opposite car approaches, the owner of the car will doubt life.
Tan Li looks like a weak girl, but after so many years of feeding tigers, she has become a ghost again, and she is not soft. She restrained the driver's whole body with one hand, pinched his head, and forcibly dragged him out of the driver's seat!
The girl dragged the driver in front of her, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed the driver without even making a sound.
At the moment when Tan Li completely engulfed the driver, her sharp teeth also bit off an invisible thin line, causing imperceptible ripples in the air.
Another light flashed past Xiao Huang's book, Zhou Ying's avatar was also empty, and a small figure chased out along the thin line.
This time, Mr. Ye, who was manipulating in the distance, couldn't sit still. He used to look at the picture on the taxi through the spiritual sense of his little ghost. This is his habit. Every time he uses ghosts to kill people, he must be silent Appreciating his own masterpieces, especially watching pictures of people panicking and begging for mercy, brought him great pleasure.
However, at the moment when Tan Li appeared, he almost fell from the chair at home - is that a ghost? ! This kid from the Xiao family also knows how to control ghosts? Moreover, the female ghost looks real and full of spirituality. It is obviously not a low-level ghost, but a ghost that has become a climate. If it is not for the hostility, she may be included in the list of "special ghosts"! He has spent many years in remote villages and funeral homes, and has only cultivated dozens of low-level ghosts and one middle-level ghost. Where did this kid get such a female ghost? !
Is he from a certain family
Mr. Ye looked gloomy and uncertain. He had a hunch that he had stabbed a big basket this time. He jumped up and wanted to ask someone to book a ticket to other provinces and cities. However, before he could say anything, he suddenly felt that something was hugging his feet. Living.
He lowered his head. It was a young lady with long bangs. It hugged Mr. Ye's feet and raised his head: "... Let's play a game together?"
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on the taxi.
Tan Li was already sitting in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with both hands like an ordinary human. Her expression was still a little dazed, as if she didn't know why she was sitting in the car instead of the bottom.
She originally wanted to get back into Xiao Li's pocket, but when the black-haired boy said "continue driving", Tan Li was stunned for a moment, and didn't go back.
When Tan Li was a human, she would not be able to drive, and if she became a ghost, she would not be able to, so she just lay rigidly on the steering wheel, and moved from time to time with her spiritual intuition, taking the crooked car towards Xiao's house. run away.
She quite liked those flower clusters at Xiao Li's window. She wondered if those flowers had withered after walking for a while.
The girl thought in a divergent way.
On the other hand, Xiao Li sat in the back seat as steady as a mountain, and he didn't seem to worry about his new driver getting into a car accident. On his lap was a little yellow book spread out: [You... don't want them, okay? I can do all of this, just the two of us?]
And below this line of writing, there is Xiao Li's reply: "No, I have a habit of collecting."
The author has something to say: Xiaohuangben is blackened, and Xiaohei is black.
The small yellow book is green, the small green book.
Xiao Huangben is shy, Xiaohongben.