When he returned to his residence, Ji Lang had completely calmed down, but Wu Miaomiao was still puffed up.
Ji Lang put the courier and glutinous rice chicken in his hand on the coffee table.
"When I see him next time, I will definitely teach him a lesson, this time it's too cheap for him." Wu Miaomiao slammed her fist on the coffee table.
Ji Lang looked at the courier box that fell to the ground when he put it down, picked it up and put it away again, turned around and went to the kitchen. After a while, he took out a pair of chopsticks and handed it to Wu Miaomiao: "Eat it, the glutinous rice chicken is going to be cold."
"Then scold him after eating." Wu Miaomiao took the chopsticks, opened the package, and ate a piece of it into her mouth. When the soft and delicious glutinous rice mixed with the aroma of chicken exploded on the tip of her tongue, Wu Miaomiao's eyes were full of cruelty. The air instantly dissipated and turned into happiness.
"It's really delicious, no wonder the queue is so long."
Ji Lang smiled, turned to open the refrigerator again, and took a can of beer and a can of Coke. After opening the coke, he handed it to Wu Miaomiao, while he sat on the sofa with a beer.
"Xiang Gong, you can eat too. Hey, why did you only have a pair of chopsticks, I'll go get another pair for you." Wu Miaomiao got up and went to the kitchen.
"You eat, I'm not hungry." Ji Lang stopped.
"Try a piece, I bought it specially for you." After speaking, Wu Miaomiao took a small piece of glutinous rice chicken and handed it to Ji Lang's mouth.
Ji Lang stared at the chicken for a moment, then looked at the eager girl, and finally opened his mouth to eat the piece of glutinous rice chicken.
"Is it delicious?" Wu Miaomiao asked.
"That's it." Ji Lang swallowed the chicken in his mouth almost without chewing.
The glutinous rice chicken was bought by Wu Miaomiao after queuing for two hours. Normal people would praise it as delicious even if he didn't like it, but Ji Lang really didn't like chicken.
"You don't like chicken, then I'll buy you something else next time." Wu Miaomiao's response was very dull.
Not angry? Ji Lang was a little surprised. He saw that Wu Miaomiao was happy to eat for himself. After he didn't mean to persuade himself to eat, he couldn't help but begin to doubt that this girl wouldn't just ask casually. Bar.
However, Ji Lang prefers Wu Miaomiao's reaction at this time rather than complaining that he has failed the food she has worked so hard to buy.
The corner of his eye swept across the sofa, and Ji Lang saw the cursed doll placed by Wu Miaomiao. He put down the beer can and reached out to pick it up.
He had observed the doll carefully once during the day. The facial features were lifelike, and the clothes on the body were also very particular. It seemed to be hand-sewn. Even if he was a pure layman, he could see that the embroidery on the doll's clothes was very good.
"The curse just now was your sorcerer's ability?" Ji Lang asked casually.
"Well." Wu Miaomiao replied.
"Can anyone curse?"
"It depends on the state of the other party, my witch power at the time, and the situation of the cursed doll." Wu Miaomiao explained.
It sounds a bit complicated, and it doesn't seem to be an easy technique to implement.
"Curse... It should be considered a sorcery." Ji Lang suddenly said.
"Snapped."
The chicken leg that Wu Miaomiao had just picked up fell to the ground, she hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but didn't get up for a long time, she could feel her guilty appearance without looking at her face.
"It seems so." Ji Lang already knew the answer.
No wonder Wu Miaomiao doesn't mind the identity of his nightmare, and he is not a serious person.
"I... I actually seldom curse people." Wu Miaomiao explained in a low voice, "Although our witch tribe has this ability, my master told me from a young age that we can't use witchcraft techniques casually. Especially curses, because too much It's overbearing, let alone use it casually. I... I'm so angry today, I only use it when he bullies you, and I don't usually use it."
"You don't have to be so nervous." Ji Lang said amusedly, "I know you used sorcery to help me. Besides, I'm a nightmare, and you know sorcery. We are just half a pound, so don't dislike anyone."
"I won't despise you." Wu Miaomiao hurriedly stated.
Ji Lang was stunned, trying to keep up with the sentence I would not despise you, but after all, he still couldn't say it. Fortunately, Wu Miaomiao didn't ask any questions.
"However, when you were cursing, the movement was too loud to attract attention. This little thing can actually speak." Ji Lang poked the cursed doll's mouth with his finger, which was embroidered with red silk thread. Although it looks realistic, it is definitely not a mouth that can make a sound.
"You can also make no sound." Wu Miaomiao said.
Ji Lang was puzzled.
"Actually, as long as I succeed in the seal, the curse is considered a success. The sound of the curse doll is actually just to strengthen the memory. I let the curse doll make a sound because the curse doll is very scary when it laughs. Those who have been cursed will be deeply impressed by the scene at that time for a long time, and even leave a psychological shadow." Wu Miaomiao said.
Ji Lang recalled how the cursed doll laughed and shouted the curse just now, not to mention, it was really infiltrative. Even his nightmare, who was used to seeing nightmares, felt infiltrating. Thinking about it, the person just now will definitely be impressed, and even leave a psychological shadow. A good mental attack, vicious enough.
"Heh." Ji Lang couldn't help laughing.
"Aren't you mad at me anymore?" Wu Miaomiao became happy when she saw Ji Lang smiling.
"Why should I be angry?" Ji Lang asked.
"Because the curse is a bad power, the master said that you can't use it casually. If you use it too much, it will make the people around you afraid. I don't want you to be afraid of me." Wu Miaomiao said seriously.
Scared the people around you? Then we have one more common point.
Ji Lang reached out and took out a tissue, and gently wiped the glutinous rice on the corner of the girl's mouth: "Don't be afraid."
"That's good." Wu Miaomiao was completely relieved, and put the chicken leg he just picked up from the ground into his mouth, and said while nibbling, "Xiang Gong, next time someone bullies you, I will curse him."
"Didn't you say your master wouldn't let you use it?" Ji Lang asked.
"Master doesn't allow me to use it casually, but if someone bullies you, it won't work. Besides, you won't be afraid of me anyway." Wu Miaomiao said proudly.
Ji Lang was stunned, but didn't make a statement. He just threw the tissue in his hand into the trash can and asked unintentionally, "Want to eat crayfish? I'll give you some."
"Do you want to eat together?"
"eat."
"Then I want to eat." Wu Miaomiao said happily.
Ji Lang smiled and took out his mobile phone to order.
The next day, after breakfast, the two still went to the studio together.
Last night, without the devouring of the cursed doll, Ji Lang did not sleep peacefully, but because he was in a good mood, his mental state was not bad today.
The two walked from the parking lot to the entrance of the studio, and Ji Lang found something wrong in the distance. The door to the studio was open, and there were two plainclothes detectives standing at the door.
There is no other reason why Ji Lang was able to recognize these two plainclothes policemen at a glance. No matter who they are, as long as their ID cards are checked by these people every day for half a year, you can also recognize most of the people in the city criminal police team. .
"Stop!" When one of the detectives saw Ji Lang approaching, he shouted in a conditioned reflex, and after taking a second look carefully, the debate came out, and his tone suddenly became annoyed, "Ji Lang, it's you."
"Ha, you lost." Another detective suddenly shouted.
The detective snorted: "Okay, okay, let me send a red envelope to the head office."
"What's the matter?" Ji Lang approached and asked.
"Oh, don't the people in our team always mistake you for a wanted criminal? In order to put an end to this bad habit, we have established a rule internally. Anyone who has seen you once and checked your ID card will If you admit your mistake, once you admit your mistake, you will send a red envelope of 50 yuan to the group." The detective explained, "I've robbed nearly 100 yuan this month."
"..." Ji Lang was speechless, "What I'm asking is what are you doing in my studio?"
"Didn't the staff in your studio tell you?" the detective explained, "The digger appeared at the door of your studio in the early morning. Be careful during this time, and hurry home when you get off work, especially this little sister. , it's better not to live alone."
Although the target of the liver digger's latest crime was a man, several of the previous cases were young and beautiful girls, and the little girl in front of him just met the conditions.
"I don't live alone." Wu Miaomiao replied.
"That's good."
Ji Lang frowned, and subconsciously thought of Bei Fan. When he left yesterday, Bei Fan was working overtime in the studio alone. Did he come to find Bei Fan? Thinking of this, Ji Lang rushed into the studio.
"Boss, you're here." When Dong Yongyuan saw Ji Lang come in, he hurried up to meet him.
"Where's Beifan?" Ji Lang asked.
"He's fine, he just came back from the police station recording his confession and is resting." Dong Yongyuan said.
"Ji Lang, what's your surveillance password? I want to adjust the surveillance." Another policeman came out, still holding a mobile phone. The page was red, and it looked like he had just grabbed the red envelope.
"269101." Ji Lang reported a series of numbers.
The policeman immediately turned back, entered the password, and transferred the surveillance video.
During the surveillance, the liver digger still couldn't see his appearance, only the red-eyed cat in his hand stood out.
"Good guy, I really stood at the door for more than ten minutes. It's too arrogant." The policeman copied the video while talking.
What should be inquired, they had already finished inquiring before Ji Lang came, and this time they came here to re-explore the site and take the surveillance video. Before leaving, the police warned Ji Lang: "It's very dangerous to dig liver demons, you guys should be careful during this time, and... In order not to cause panic, don't spread this matter out."
After the police left, Ji Lang saw Bei Fan in the rest area. Although Bei Fan had panic on his face, he looked better than when he had a nightmare yesterday.
"The police said just now that the liver digger stood at our door for more than ten minutes. Why didn't you call the police?" Dong Yongyuan poured a cup of hot water to Bei Fan.
"I... I was terrified." He had just finished changing the script and was about to get a glass of water in front of him. Who knew that he saw the liver digger standing at the door through the glass door. After the liver demon left for a long time, he recovered and called the police.
"What's the most important thing when talking about what to do now?" Shan Junyi said.
"Fortunately, the door was locked yesterday, so the liver digger couldn't come in." Analysys said fortunately, their studios are all big men, and usually no outsiders come in, so they habitually don't lock the door. Sometimes I work overtime at night, and I don't deliberately lock it.
"No... no lock." Bei Fan said tremblingly.
"What?!" Everyone was shocked.
"Then your life is big enough. The liver digger just needs to take one step forward and the door will open automatically." The door of the studio is a glass door with intelligent induction. As long as someone comes within one meter of the door, the door will automatically open. on.
If the liver digger took a step forward in the early morning, the door opened, and Bei Fan stood alone in the door, the scene would be horrifying to think about.
"Open, open." Bei Fan said again.
"What?!" Everyone was shocked again.
"Then why didn't he rush in to kill you?" Ji Lang asked calmly.
"He said..." Bei Fan said with a strange expression, "I stay up late for a long time, and the condition of my liver is not good."
"..." Really undisguised disgust.
"Ha, ha, it seems that staying up late is also beneficial." Shan Junyi patted Bei Fan sympathetically, "Don't think about it, I haven't slept all night again, hurry up and rest."
Bei Fan nodded, and subconsciously grasped the Good Dream Doll that he had been holding in his palm. He needs some psychological cues to fall asleep.
"This one can't be used anymore, I'll change it for you." Wu Miaomiao, who had not spoken for a while, suddenly said, and then took a new good dream doll from her carry-on bag and handed it to Bei Fan, "This is for you. Give it back to me yesterday."
Bei Fan didn't think much about it, and exchanged the doll in his hand for Wu Miaomiao: "Thank you, Madam Boss."
Wu Miaomiao held the exchanged good dream doll in her hand, squeezed it hard, then found a sunny place and put the doll on it.
I don't know if it was an illusion. When Ji Lang looked at it, he felt that the moment the doll was placed in the sun, it seemed a little different.