I Am a Professional Hunter

　　 "Even in Fuyuan Apartment... Is this a coincidence? Or that this place is not good in Feng Shui..."

　　 Qin Wen was sitting in the taxi, regretting that he didn't take Xuerouhua with him at this time, but the matter is already here, so he can't go back and get it cheekily.

　　 Qin Wen will never encounter the embarrassment that the taxi refuses to take him again. Instead, he is very happy one by one. The effect of the previous advertising has to be said to be surprisingly good.

　　 The taxi ran all the way to Fuyuan Apartment. The driver's master even asked Qin Wen for an autograph, and Qin Wen stood on the side of the road, waiting for his client to pick him up.

　　 "Well... I didn't feel the inspiration before it was upgraded, but now I look at Fuyuan Apartment... It seems that something is wrong..."

Qin Wen squinted and looked at the entire community. In his eyes, even though it was daytime, the Fuyuan Apartment could always feel a trace of yin air floating in the air. It was impossible to trace its source, let alone erase it, because of that. It's not a ghost, it's just pure Yin Qi.

　　 "[Gathering Rings] is full, this mission is only simple and difficult, there shouldn't be any danger."

　　 Qin Wen touched the cold ring on his left middle finger, feeling the lingering spiritual power in it, and he felt calm.

　　 "Ahem... hello... may I ask Qin asks the boss..."

When Qin Wen was worried, a cough suddenly came from behind him. Qin Wen turned to look and found that it was a thin young man with a thin face, deep sunken eye sockets, and a severe hunchback, as if he had some serious illness, even his hair. It has fallen off a lot.

　　 "Uh... it's me, you are... Zhao Mingming?"

Seeing the young man nodded, Qin Wen couldn't help but become worried. The other party was obviously being invaded by evil and weakened his body. I am afraid that he has not rested for a long time. Besides, living in such a place surrounded by yin is the only reason for his body. Was ground like this.

　　 "Um... come with me..."

Zhao Mingming’s spine is abnormally curved, like a cooked shrimp, but his head is stretched straight, looking forward with difficulty, as if something heavy is riding on his neck. He was so crushed.

　　 "Um... tell me what happened."

　　 Qin Wen followed in Zhao Mingming's footsteps and asked about the details of his experience.

　　 And not far behind them, a girl's figure is hiding behind a tree, panting heavily, her face flushed, shivering, staring at the backs of the two men, her mask is even soaked in saliva, I don't know what she is thinking.

　　 "This matter has to be talked about a week ago..."

　　 Zhao Mingming glanced at Qin Wen, shook his head and sighed.

　　 "Until a week ago, I was normal and I was not hunched. I was timid. In order to train myself, I saw an urban legend on the Internet... called [Rock, Paper, Scissors]..."

　　 At this point, Zhao Mingming's complexion seemed to be paler, as if thinking of some terrifying experience, Qin Wen quickly calmed down when he saw this.

　　 "Don't be afraid, I'm here to solve the problem for you. You tell me the complete content of the urban legend, and I will protect you as well as what happened."

　　 Qin Wen smiled and patted Zhao Mingming on the shoulder, [Three-inch Ling Tongue] activated, Zhao Mingming was much better in an instant, as if Qin Wen's words had the effect of eliminating fear.

"Um... well, the content of this urban legend is that at four o'clock in the morning, lock the door of the toilet, then light two red candles in front of the mirror, fill the pool with water, and drop two drops in it. Dripping my own blood, then looking in the mirror, I play rock paper scissors with myself..."

　　 Zhao Mingming spoke slowly, his body still trembling.

　　 "Then just keep playing like that. If there is always a tie, the ceremony has failed. But if...you win...or he wins..."

　　Speaking of this, Zhao Mingming's body shaking obviously became severe, and even the Yin Qi on his body became a lot thicker.

　　 Qin Wen frowned, put the Holy Spirit brick close to Zhao Mingming, and spoke again.

　　 "Calm down, I'm by your side, it's okay, keep talking."

　　 The Holy Spirit Brick does not lose it because it contains the Holy Spirit. Just getting closer, the Yin Qi on Zhao Mingming's body seemed to have touched the soldering iron and dissipated in an instant. Zhao Mingming also felt much better, and then started talking.

"If someone on both sides wins, it means that the ceremony was successful. Next, he must be sent away...every time he wins, he will get closer to the mirror until it comes out completely, or if I win him once... .."

　　 Qin Wen nodded when he heard this.

　　 "Hmm...so you never win, did that thing come out of the mirror?"

"Almost... He won many times, and he was laughing... His mouth could be opened to the collarbone! He got closer and closer, but I never won, I was too scared... I just opened the toilet The door ran away..."

　　 Hearing this, Qin Wen had a serious face and got a general understanding of the situation. This guy... ran away before the ceremony was finished, I am afraid that he was entangled in evil.

"I almost understood... Your ritual was not finished. Maybe it was because of the things in the mirror that entangled you. What happened after that? Why did you think about asking for help after a week? You didn't try. Has the ritual been completed in the past?"

　　 After hearing Qin's question, Zhao Mingming smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I also want to... but I'm timid... I don't dare to get close to the toilet anymore. I thought it would be okay, but He still entangled me. I have been having the same nightmare this week. I look in the mirror. , My face gets closer and closer, and every time I get closer, my expression in the mirror becomes a bit hideous..."

"Until the day before yesterday...In my dream, I finally stuck to the mirror, and He also crawled out of the mirror and rode on my neck...I dared not sleep, I hadn't slept for two days. ...I can feel that as soon as I sleep, He will hurt me..."

　　 Zhao Mingming's tone trembled, UU reading www. uukanshu.com couldn't speak well, Qin Wen frowned. The reality on the system was only a [simple] task, but it seemed not easy depending on the situation.

　　 During the conversation between the two, Zhao Mingming led Qin Wen to his home. After Qin Wen entered the door, he began to examine the environment.

　　 Very ordinary rental house, not messy, clean and orderly. It seems that Zhao Mingming is a person who loves cleanliness, but the yin air floating in the air shows that something has indeed happened in this place.

　　 "It's the toilet..."

　　 Zhao Mingming pointed to the door outside the bedroom, his tone trembling even more.

　　 "Hmm... I can feel it without you saying, it's the darkest place there..."

　　 Qin asked without a word, and walked over, shocking Zhao Mingming.

　　 "Eh! Do you want to open the door? Don't you need to formulate any solution?"

　　 He hid in fright, but Qin Wen was full of confidence and gave him a reassuring look.

　　 "Don't worry, I am the solution!"

It's not that Qin Wen is arrogant, but he feels that the Yin Qi in the toilet is very weak. I am afraid that it is not as good as Su Xuerou who was a wandering soul at the beginning. It is most likely to be Cannian, and it is a weak wandering soul. No wonder the system Said to be a [simple] level of commission.

　　 "You will sleep well in the living room tonight and leave the rest to me."

　　 "哐!"

　　 The door of the toilet was pushed open by Qin Wen vigorously. The decoration inside is very simple. There is only a toilet, a rain shower head, a mirror, and a sink.

　　 Qin Wen approached the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and smiled slightly.

　　 "It's fun to bully ordinary people, isn't it? Next..."

　　 "I will meet you."