The Abnormal Life of the Summoner

In a residential area near the train station in Tianjin, a residential building is as high as twelve stories. ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

At 4:55 in the afternoon, people gradually came back from the downstairs of the residential area, walked out of the underground parking lot, and strolled among the small parks below the residence.

Some people raised their heads, glanced at the blue sky, and couldn't help but sigh, "Why do there exist supernatural beings? It's clear that this world is so beautiful, and the past thirty years have passed so quietly, so you can't stay calm forever. ?"

This is an uncle with stubble, he is thirty-five years old this year, recalling the scene of catching fish and prawns as a child, and his sigh is heavier.

After sighing, there was another deep fear. He was afraid that one day his daughter would suddenly become entangled in a spiritual event.

"Dad, there was a strange uncle who wanted to buy candy for me, but I refused. Am I very smart?"

The four-year-old daughter looked up, with her big cute eyes open, as if you were coming to praise the baby.

"Xiaodie is really smart! Be careful in the future, don't accept things from strangers." The uncle rubbed Xiao Lolita's head and smiled happily.

At this time, a childish voice rang next to him: "Flora, come to my house to play later, I bought a set of toys!"

The little girl looked back and saw that it was a little boy living on the ninth floor of the second building, whose surname was Li, who was a classmate in the same kindergarten.

"Little plum, what toy do you buy?"..

"It's a building block! The tall building blocks, do you want to play, come in various colors, and the pink you like!"

The little boy is wearing denim overalls and yellow shirt of the little yellow man. He has a round face, pure and bright eyes, and looks cute.

When he spoke, he gestured with his hands left and right, and made an exaggerated expression on his face, which made the little girl laugh.

"Then it's settled. Come and find me after dinner. I'll wait for you on the ninth floor!" The little man said, Qiu, his cute little nose shed a little snot.

His mother immediately picked up the little boy, wiped his nose, and held him upstairs.

The little boy didn't want her mother to hold him, and took the initiative to go downstairs, shaking his hand to the little girl behind him as he went upstairs.

"You must come!"

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded her head heavily.

His father rubbed little Lolita's head, remembering such a warm scene.

At this moment, any supernatural events, ghosts, and supernatural beings fighting against him have nothing to do with him. He is a pure old father.

"Dad, how much time is it now? I want to see the time, hurry up and eat, I want to play with building blocks."

The little girl squeezed the corner of her father's clothes, twisted her little butt, and the red foreign skirt made whirling ripples.

"Look at it. It's four and fifty-eight. It's almost five."

"Ah!" When the little girl heard this time, her face turned into a bitter face.

Their meals are usually in the time period after half past o'clock, which means they have to wait a long time.

"Dad, how about we eat ahead of time!" The little girl showed hope.

Her family lives in a building on the eighth floor, a block away from the second building of the little boy, and it takes a lot of physical effort to go back and forth.

"Well, you have to ask your mother what she thinks, let's go, buy some vegetables first, you talk to mother on the phone..."

The uncle took his daughter by the hand and left the community and went to the supermarket near the community to buy vegetables.

A few minutes later, the horn of a police car sounded in the community.

When the little girl came back from shopping, it was already half an hour.

When they came to the downstairs of one building, they found that many people were gathered downstairs of the second building. Some policemen emerged from the crowd. They were maintaining a cordon and preventing people from entering.

The residents of the second building did not dare to live in the building. They stood downstairs and looked up at the sky, pointing and talking about certain things.

The little girl looked up curiously, showing a confused look. She immediately pinched the corner of her father's clothes and said, "Dad, why is the ninth floor empty?"

"Um?"

The uncle looked up at the sky and saw the ninth floor of the two residential buildings turned into empty air.

The 0th, 2nd, and 2 layers did not disappear, they were suspended in the air like anti-gravity, and did not fall.

Seeing this scene, the uncle was shocked.

This is very unscientific. If Mr. Newton stood here, his eyes would have passed out.

Why doesn't the object fall? Where does its gravity go? Is it a fake if an apple falls on a person's forehead?

The little girl was not as complicated as his dad thought, and she was super curious to patronize this.

However, after some faint comments appeared in the surrounding crowd, her ears moved slightly and her face gradually changed.

Just listen to the neighbors babbling:

"When did you find it?"

"At 5:02, I looked up and saw that the ninth floor disappeared, and the upper three floors were suspended, frightening me."

"The ninth floor seems to be a family with a single mother and a four-year-old child."

"In addition to that one, there is one other family. I haven't seen it very often. There seem to be three people. I don't know if they have returned home."

"What about the people on the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth floors, are they dead?"

"I don't know, I guess there are many bad things and bad luck."

"So at least two people died in this supernatural event. It's terrible. It's a supernatural era. How do ordinary people like us live? Do we have to play supernatural games to become stronger before we can protect our family? !"

"The supernatural situation is coming, the number of people is limited, it is impossible to be there immediately, please be considerate." A clear-headed person muttered.

The little girl panicked when she heard these words.

She squeezed the corner of her father's clothes and said in fear: "Dad, Xiao Li is still alive, right? He is not dead. I will find him to play with building blocks later."

The uncle didn't know what to say, so he could only knelt down and rubbed little Lolita's head, hugged her daughter, and made her feel a little safe.

"Little plum won't die, right..." The little girl continued to mumble, too young to accept the supernatural event.

However, she had to admit that the fragments of a peaceful life were broken.

Buzzing.

There was the sound of helicopter propellers overhead, an army-green military helicopter swept overhead, and eight black shadows fell from the sky.

The shadows descended straight to the top of the building like cannonballs. A few seconds later, seven people jumped down from the top of the building, jumping from side to side by the window and descending to the tenth floor of the stairs.

There was another person who jumped directly downstairs, showing a human body after the smoke and dust, he was from Huaxia!

After he appeared, he immediately asked the police at the scene ~www.readwn.com~ and the local supernatural branch superintendent to hand over information.

"It's the Superintendent General, the people from Superintendent Superintendent are here!"

"The General Administration of Spirituality is here to save us!"

Someone exclaimed, the worry on his face turned into a slightly happy color.

In this era of ghostly discoloration, the General Administration of Spirituality symbolizes the highest level of supernatural powers in the country.

If the General Bureau of Spirituality comes forward, it can't be solved, it is estimated that not many people in this world can solve this matter.

"Please rest assured, our General Administration of Supernatural has found a way to enter the ninth floor, and we will try our best to find the missing person..." Chen Xi exclaimed.

While shouting, the ghost under Chen Xi's control was already observing the suspended area from the stairs on the eighth and tenth floors.

The ghosts and supernatural beings stood at the top of the stairs, looking at the smooth cut surface, without any signs of external force breaking, and deeply felt their own powerlessness.