Death Protector

"There won't be a ghost in it, will it?" Lin Xiaoxi tightly pulls Yan Mo cold sleeve, asked a big nonsense. The language Mo cold white her one big eye, walked directly in.

The light is dark, the house is dilapidated, crunching on the wooden floor, and there are huge black spiders hanging on the wall. You can see the Forest Creek with your black eyes. Although you know that you must contact those things with the God of death, Lin Xiaoxi is still instinctively afraid.

They passed through a dark corridor. There was a light in the room inside. Yan Mo Han pushed open the old door. The people inside jumped up warily, shaking their voices and yelling at them, "who are you?"

Lin Xiaoxi shrunk behind Yan Mo han to look at the past, lying on the side of the bed is an old woman with a very small girl in her arms. Both of them are dying. What is pointing at them is a boy about ten years old, who is full of fear for them, but still protects the people on the bed.

"See that." Yan Mo cold slightly side head to the Forest Creek.

Lin Xiaoxi nodded gently, and another scene was reflected in his eyes.

The bed is surrounded by a thick black gas, the old woman and the little girl are wrapped in the black gas, and the boy's eyes beside the bed also have a trace of black gas coming out, forming the fetal soul. The whole room let Lin Xiaoxi feel inexplicable depression, she covered her heart, "Lord death, how do I want to do?"

"It's easy. Go and turn the old man over." Yan Mo cold deep said, the bedside little boy was anxious, called to rush over, was Yanmo cold easily raised up.

Lin Xiaoxi swallows saliva, since came, there is no way to go back, what's more, he also wants to know what kind of ability he has! Thinking about it, Lin Xiaoxi slowly walked past, and the black air was disorderly because of the approach of Lin Xiaoxi.

Lin Xiaoxi summoned up a million courage, put out his hands shaking and touched the old woman's shoulder, turned her over. At that glance, Lin Xiaoxi exclaimed, "grandma Xiao?"

Too late to be surprised, Lin Xiaoxi suddenly stopped all the movements like an electric shock. Suddenly, a long series of inexplicable pictures appeared in her head. The disorderly and broken lens quickly passed in front of Lin Xiaoxi. Until Yan Mo Han patted her on the shoulder, Lin Xiaoxi suddenly woke up!

"What do you see?"

Lin Xiaoxi was terrified and gasped for breath. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat. When she calmed down a little, she frowned tightly and fixed to look at the old man on the bed. "Grandma Xiao was attacked by a phantom in order to save the little girl. The little girl was invaded by ghost gas, and she can't live long. Granny Xiao, I'm afraid I've been with her for a long time

Lin Xiaoxi said slowly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. The little boy carried by Yan Mo Han was puzzled. Yan Mo Han simply chopped him, "is there any clue of magic ghost?"

Lin Xiaoxi tried to swallow his saliva, trying to recall the picture just seen, "it seems to be in a restaurant, but I didn't see it clearly."

The more you think about it, the more painful your head is. Lin Xiaoxi hugs her head and squats on the ground in pain. Yanmo Han picks her up and injects the power of death into her body. Lin Xiaoxi alleviates the pain.

"Lord death, what is the matter? I, why can I see what happened to them? "

Yanmohan opened up the forest stream and said meaningfully, "if you have the eyes to see the fetal soul, you can connect people and ghosts through the fetal soul, penetrate their past, and read out their memories."

"To put it bluntly, your ability is, ghost detective."

This is also a rare ability in the dead god world. Yan Mo's cold side looks at the small things still in a daze. The first time he uses this ability, he can see the whole past.

Sure enough, he deserves to be the descendant of that man.

Lin Xiaoxi has actually digested his ability. To be frank, isn't he a wizard? He connects the world of people and ghosts. For Lin Xiaoxi, who can see ghosts since childhood, he is not surprised. The only thing she cares about is

Lin Xiaoxi looks down at grandma Xiao, who is lying in bed without any consciousness. She and her grandmother used to have a very good relationship. She often comes to see herself, and I don't know why she has fallen to such a situation, and

The last picture that she saw came back to her mind. In grandma Xiao's memory, grandma was arguing with someone and protecting whom. The picture was very chaotic. At last, a black robe was in front of grandma's eyes. Grandma quarreled fiercely with the man and fell to the ground.

And Lin Xiaoxi is too familiar with the man in the black robe. He is the God of death!

"Gone Yan Mo Han patted Lin Xiaoxi's head, opened the door and went out. He didn't care about the life and death of the boy who fell unconscious on the ground. Today he came to take Lin Xiaoxi to know her ability and trace the whereabouts of the phantom ghost.

"Lord death, it hurts!" Lin Xiaoxi murmured with her head in her arms, but there was a very complicated light in her eyes. Why did grandma get involved with death? From Grandma Xiao's memory, Grandma could see the God of death?

Maybe grandma's death has something to do with the God of death, and maybe his life experience is also related to the God of death!

Thinking about it, Lin Xiaoxi walked out after Yan Mo Han. Not long after they left, there was a strange fire in the house, which burned the old man in bed and the innocent little boy who fainted on the ground.A fuzzy figure standing in the fire, staring at the back of Lin Xiaoxi and Yan Mo Han, her eyes in the black robe flashed with dark light, she muttered to herself.

"Lin Xiaoxi? human beings? incorrect! New death

*****

in the silent street at night, Yan Mo Han and Lin Xiaoxi walk one after another. Lin Xiaoxi can feel that there are countless evil spirits and demons in the dark, and they dare not attack because of the strong aura of the God of death.

"Lord death!" Lin Xiaoxi suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Yanmo Han's sleeve, and her eyes showed some strong firmness. She looked straight at Yan Mo Han, "Lord death, you will work as a ghost collector in the future, and I will go with you!"

Yan Mo Han slightly pick eyebrows, eyes shot a cold light, he low to the Forest Creek near, pinch Lin Creek chin, cold evil pursed lips in her ear way, "will? When are you qualified to make a choice? "

Lin Xiaoxi was awed by the aura of Yanmo Han, and bowed his head in a hurry. Didn't he have the right to choose in front of Yan Mo Han? His grandmother's Day is in his hands, she is his servant, everything must listen to him.

"Just know." Yan Mo Han released her, turned to continue to walk forward, "call my name in front of people later, don't call death."

Lin Xiaoxi gave a low voice of grace, followed up, looked up, the night sky seems to appear in the grandmother's smiling face, Lin Xiaoxi quietly clenched his fists, eyes firm more win.

In order to find out the secret of her life experience and the truth of her grandmother's death, she must go deep into the circle of death to find out which God of death is arguing with her grandmother in the picture!

This also means that, from today on, I voluntarily choose to embark on a strange, spiritual, power path!

*****

in Yan's villa, Lin Xiaoxi frowns and stares at the constantly shaking mobile phone. The phone calls in the ink pool are one after another, and there are a lot of short messages. Now Lin Xiaoxi doesn't want to pay attention to him, so he throws his mobile phone out of the room

The mobile phone hit the cold belly of Yan Mo who just took a bath. Lin Xiaoxi took a breath of cold air and then went down a little bit. She was expected to be thrown out by the God of death to feed the ghost tonight!

"Lord death, I didn't mean to!" Yan Mo Han look at the eyes, let Lin Creek suddenly feel cold winter, is ready to run upstairs, Yan Mo Han seems to see through her mind, slowly blocked in front of her body.

"Go home tomorrow, pack up, come here." It is better to come to the family of the God of death, than to find someone to dig out his eyes.

"Lord death, do you know that those people have to dig my eyes to save me?" Lin Xiaoxi looks up, with red stars in his eyes, and looks at the cold man. Yan Mo cold face suddenly a black, cast down a record to see the eyes of brain damage, turned into the kitchen.

Both of them were hungry, and Lin Xiaoxi's stomach kept calling. Yan Mo Han was going to ask the servant to cook, but when he saw someone holding his stomach with his mouth shriveled, he opened the refrigerator himself.

Lin Xiaoxi didn't expect Yan Mo han to cook in person. Looking at his back, the warmth covered his whole body. "Lord death, do you know who are those people who want to dig my eyes?"

At this time, an uninvited guest came through the wall from the villa, and a few drops of sweat still fell on his silver hair, and he ran straight to the kitchen The smile on his face stopped in the face immediately after seeing the Forest Creek, and then instantly turned to be arrogant and despised.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Xiaoxi can't help laughing at the rich changes in Beigong Hao's face.

"Death asked me to be there. What's the matter?" Lin Xiaoxi raises his eyebrows and stares back at Gong Hao. Doctor death, in fact, is not so terrible!

"You Beigong Hao feels that the weak woman in front of him has changed, but he can't say where it has changed!

"All right." Yan Mo Han finally spoke, he slowly cold eye forest brook, "roll to the living room to stay!"

God of death's words dare not listen, Lin Xiaoxi pursed his mouth and rolled to the living room.

Sitting on the mink sofa, two men in the kitchen were talking in a low voice. Lin Xiaoxi took an apple from the tea table plate and took a big bite. Why is the God of death cruel to me!

Fragmentary read, cold don't Dingyan, Mo Han called her in the kitchen, Lin Xiaoxi quickly threw the apple core, jumped up, ran past.

Three bowls of spaghetti with perfect color and flavor were placed in front of her eyes. Lin Xiaoxi instantly turned into a starving wolf, and the two men were disgusted with her. They were rare and friendly to sit at the same table.

Beigong Hao looks at the two people in the opposite direction with deep meaning. Both yanmohan and linxiaoxi pick out the tomatoes he deliberately put in. Beigong Hao can't help laughing. The two people are really similar in some ways, for example, they don't eat the same thing.

"Boss Yan, did the organization find something?"

Lin Xiaoxi heard that Beigong Hao mentioned the organization closely related to ink pool, and immediately raised his head from the noodles, "organization? What organization? Is Xiaochi not only a hacker, but also has other identities? "Inkchi's identity is a top talent hacker, working for the national security agency of Z.

The word Mo cold frowned, the side of the small thing eager to know about another man's matter, why he will have so much discomfort?