Infinite: Beloved by ghosts in a thriller game

The security uncle listened to the clouds beside him, and the folds on his face wrinkled even tighter, and asked suspiciously: "Little girl, are you useful to say this?" "

Try it."

Cinnabar can ward off evil spirits, and it should not be a big problem to deal with residual thoughts, if it is said that the security uncle's family is a grudge ghost above level 2... That's hard to say.

"In this way, tomorrow morning after work, you will come to the haunted house with cinnabar to find me, and I will give you something first."

The security uncle looked at the back that gradually disappeared into the darkness, I don't know why, obviously he was a small child, and his heart was a little more at ease.

On the way, Ling Mu was a little curious and couldn't help but ask her: "What did you just discover?"

Si Twilight stopped, raised her small face, under the dim street lamp, her flickering eyelashes could be seen, and below there were a pair of eyes that shone brighter than the stars, but inside they were as plain as water.

A cold voice spit out from her mouth: "I just smelled a corpse smell on him, and I remembered the situation I encountered on the bus before, so I specially asked two more words."

"Do you suspect that the security uncle has provoked something unclean?"

"Hmm." Si Twilight nodded slightly, "There must be, but it's not sure what it is, tomorrow morning I will draw a talisman for him, let him take it back and stick it, first stabilize for two days, and when I finish the things here, I'll go over and take a look."

"When are you going to draw spells?"

She looked away unnaturally, and stammered, "I, I'll go online to study later." "

Ling Mu: . .

For the first time, he knew that the original drawing talisman could still operate like this, if it was changed to an ordinary person, he would probably think that the other party was a charlatan, and after seeing Si Twilight's so many skills, he couldn't help but raise a trace of curiosity, wanting to see how she turned decay into magic.

Si Twilight did not explain, this drawing talisman is actually just superficial kung fu, the essence is that her [Chiyang Pen] can purify all ghost qi and so on, plus cinnabar is also to ward off evil, which should be able to temporarily block a block.

The two chatted without a match, and before they knew it, they had already walked to the door of the haunted house.

"I'll go first, you rest early!"

Ling Mu nodded, did not ask, and obediently returned to the house.

Back in the room, Ling Mu unloaded his backpack, lay tiredly on the bed, stared at the ceiling with dull eyes, and began to recall what his father said tonight.

"Amu, there is one thing I don't hide from you, let us set up a 'supernatural research department', the current technical staff is equipped, that is, people with special abilities like Si Twilight, the work I have done recently, including going to the hospital and visiting her father, are all preparations for this matter, whether my father can be promoted to the main department, but it depends on you!"

He and Si Twilight originally belonged to the relationship of friends and partners, and the friendship was very pure, but if these interests were mixed in it, it would become tasteful.

But seeing his father unable to sleep at night for these supernatural events that cannot be solved, as a son, he is also worried, his mother is also a busy person, let alone expect.

In desperation, he had to ask for help, but whether Si Twilight agreed with him could not be guaranteed, everything depended on the meaning of the people.

"It seems that everyone is tired today, let's talk about it tomorrow!" He said to himself, as if convincing himself, and smiled self-deprecatingly, pulling the quilt over his head.

Si Twilight walked to the [Beauty Apartment] scene map, and after coming to the first floor, she took out the wooden comb, "Okay, I've sent you back." A

wisp of red smoke floated out from the wooden comb, slowly condensing into a human figure, and it was no surprise that Chen Xing's way of appearing was always the same, that is: head to the ground, feet to the sky.

She was also surprised and waved her hand at it, "Then you go up, I won't send you up." "After all, climbing the stairs on the sixth floor is still a bit laborious.

Chen Xing was stunned for two seconds, turned around directly, landed his head on the ground, and jumped up the stairs with a 'bang'. She thought that she had followed her out the door, a little emotional, but she didn't expect that people's reactions were so flat.

She pouted, turned and left the place, ready to go back to sleep and then think about what to do next.

Lying back in bed, Si Twilight habitually turned over the system task before going to bed, the current progress of the hellish task is 50%, because the general task has no task progress, so the display is still unfinished.

It seems that at present, it is still necessary to find Song Jinpeng's body first.

Remembering the system's prompt "broken body", shouldn't it really be divided into corpses? But what was the motive of the murderer's dismemberment?

Si Twilight thought about it, sleepiness gradually went up, he yawned with his eyelids, and fell into a deep sleep.

Tonight consumed a huge amount of mental power, so Si Twilight didn't even have a dream, and found that it was dawn.

While brushing her teeth and looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but wonder: Is it the same feeling of dying and falling asleep without dreaming? It's just that the difference is between living and inanimate.

I drank the saliva and spit it out, wiped the foam on my mouth with my hand, casually drew a smiley face on the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.

As soon as he packed up, Old Zhao hurriedly ran over.

"Sister Twilight, the old security guard at the door said that something was looking for you."

"Okay, I see."

After sending Lao Zhao away, she suddenly remembered that she had said that she would learn to draw spells on the Internet last night, and she had forgotten about it.

Breathing heavily, Si Twilight walked out, and sure enough, he saw the security uncle at the door standing at the door of the haunted house, because of the overnight duty, the fatigue was more obvious, and there was a layer of oil on his face.

"Girl, this is the cinnabar you asked me to buy last night, I went to buy it early in the morning."

"Okay, you come in and sit for a while, I'll give it to you later." With that, she took a small bag of cinnabar, then turned and walked towards her house.

The security uncle, under the leadership of Old Zhao, temporarily went to the dressing room to rest, no way, this haunted house did not set up a special place to meet guests, so he could only find a place to sit at random.

Si Twilight quickly walked into his room, closed the door with his hand, took out his mobile phone, searched for the drawing of charms on the Internet, and because there was no yellow paper, he tore two pages of notebook paper casually and got two sheets according to the gourd.

Looking at the crooked handwriting, as well as the obvious traces of patchwork, her face was embarrassed, "Hey, this painting is too ugly, make do with it!" About

ten minutes later, Si Twilight opened the door and came to the dressing room, saw that the security uncle was looking around inside, and saw Si Twilight coming, hurriedly came over to greet him, "Girl, are you here?"

Si Twilight smiled shallowly, and replied softly: "Well, you can hold these two talismans well, once you post them on the gate, one of them on your body, remember not to fall to the ground, it will not work after touching the earth qi." "