Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

Just then, a familiar voice sounded from behind me. ?? Bayi Chinese W? WZW. 81ＺW. Com

"You didn't get the wrong spell, and my spell was not useless."

I was taken aback and quickly turned around. Sure enough, the person behind him was Wen Jiubai who hadn't seen him for a long time. He was still the same, long and fluttering, only the head of the horns was slightly restrained, a pair of peach eyes froze slightly, arms crossed, standing at a distance of three meters away from me and looking at me.

What made me a little bit more concerned is that today, Wen Jiubai wore the dark robe again, and the wide placket fluttered in the wind, with red lines embroidered with some dark lines that I could not understand. He wore a thick-soled shoe with a blue cloud pattern on his feet. He once mentioned it to me. The name seemed to be Yun Lu.

Then, those pairs of clouds took a step forward.

Wen Jiubai sighed in distress, "Although I know you are stupid, I never expected you to be so stupid."

When I heard this sentence, I was immediately annoyed, "I said this as soon as I met? I didn't know who took the commission and suddenly ran away and threw me the mess!"

"Don't be angry, I trust you." Wen Jiubai walked towards me with a smile, and stretched out my hand and pinched my neck like a soothing kitten, "I will compensate you later."

I felt that all of my hair was standing up, and I was blushing, and I felt extremely angry. There was an urge to bite him. However, Wen Jiubai did not give me the opportunity to do such childish things. He bypassed me and walked straight towards Xiaoying, who was still crying.

Then he squatted down in front of Xiaoying, and the next scene surprised me a little. He gently held up Xiaoying's injured arm, and then breathed softly at the bruise,

"Don't be afraid, blow it, it hurts," he said softly like singing.

Xiaoying seemed to be teased by him, wiped her tears, and stopped crying.

"How's it going?"

Xiaoying shook her head and sucked her nose.

I looked at Wen Jiubai's side face, and some of them looked dumb. Indeed, I knew before that this man looked good. The slender figure and white skin are full of mysterious but clear eyes. But I really didn't expect that this complacent and lovable guy could show such a gentle side.

But soon, my rare favor for him was broken by his next sentence.

"I'm sorry. It scared you." Wen Jiubai held Xiaoying's immature hands, "It's so useless to blame the big brother over there."

"Hey!" I shouted dissatisfied.

However, Wen Jiubai ignored my protest, reached out, and touched Xiaoying's head. "Well, don't sit here, the ground is very cold and it's easy to catch a cold. Go home, no matter how bad you are I do n’t dare to come out to do it in the daytime. Tonight, my brother and I will stay here. I will help you to catch the monster in the way, will you? ”

Xiaoying's eyes rekindled hope, probably because Wen Jiubai was much more reliable than me, and nodded strongly.

Watching Xiaoying re-enter the house, I was a little relieved. Part of the reason is because of the return of Wen Jiubai, no matter how he hates being arrogant, he is a well-deserved expert in ghosts and cults. He came back, and a big rock in my heart fell.

As soon as Xiao Ying left, Bai got out of my hoodie and stretched out a paw to say hello to Wen Jiubai.

"Yo! You are back!"

Wen Jiubai responded with a smile, "The spirit is good, mouse and rat."

"Don't call me that!"

"Why are you back so soon?" I asked Wen Jiubai. "Don't you say ... you want to help investigate the homicide? Has the case been broken?"

"No, not yet." Wen Jiubai said, "The inmates who committed the **** and murder of the young girls seemed to have fled City C long ago, leaving only a pile of terrible corpses to annoy the police. This time it seems that the pursuit The recidivist, the trick, and left little clue, my two friends are having headaches now. "

"Then it doesn't matter if you just run back like that?"

"Things that can't be solved over there, maybe there will be unexpected gains back here." Wen Jiubai shrugged, his semantics were very vague.

Before I understood the meaning of what he said, Wen Jiubai changed the subject.

"Well, call your friends next."

"Ah? What?"

"Tell them, you won't go back to the dormitory tonight." Wen Jiubai looked at the gloomy, box-like building. "Today we have to stay here and catch the real evil spirit."

"Do you already know what Xiaoying has been pestering about?" I was a little surprised.

"That's right." Wen Jiubai smiled.

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I called a few of my roommates and told them I wouldn't go back tonight. A few people were surprised, and they agreed. Then I called Shi Yitong again and told him that Mr. Wen was back, so he was relieved. Although this boy was eager to try to catch ghosts together, I was afraid that his recklessness would not know what would happen, so I used excuses to cover it up.

Towards the evening, the man named Wang returned from the outside. At this time, Wen Jiubai and I hid in the grass on the side of the building and hid in the position facing Xiaoying's room, waiting quietly.

A weird silence pervaded us, and I uneasily glanced at Wen Jiubai. In the dim light, Wen Jiubai sat on the grass with his knees bent, with one hand on his chin, and did not mean to open his mouth. Bai lay beside his feet, eyes closed, as if already asleep.

I couldn't stand the embarrassing silence, and coughed, "That ..."

"What?" Wen Jiubai squinted.

"I always feel that something is wrong with this commission." I mumbled.

"Really?" Wen Jiubai seemed very interested. "What's wrong?"

"I can't even say it," I murmured, "but what do I think ... I don't feel like that."

"feel?"

"You said it, I probably have a special constitution ..." I organized my own chaotic language. "Similar incidents I encountered before, I can always feel something. I will do something related to the parties Dreams, most of the time I look for clues in these dreams. "

Wen Jiubai didn't speak, just looked at me silently.