"You are still worried about this at this time," Jasmine glared at Luo Jiutian, then turned to Bobo and said, "It seems that the problem is the door, because when we were playing, the door suddenly fell down and was smashed. It’s nine days.”
Qiao Nian added, "But we didn't see any shadow of children..."
"So you don't believe me either?" Bobo looked at them angrily with squinting eyes.
"Of course we didn't mean it this way, but..."
"We believe you."
The deep and determined voice brought silence to the room.
"We believe your words, and we believe you saw the boy." As soon as the Taoist Master said these words, an inexplicable sense of security filled the entire space. The Taoist Master smiled gently and turned to point at Xiaolan, "Because our people also I feel like the problem is around there.”
etc.
Is this the basis for my nonsense?
"Um……"
"Yes……"
The companions nodded, proving to Bobo that the Taoist priest's words were correct.
Xiaolan fidgeted and forced a smile, feeling like sweat was dripping from her forehead.
"You feel it?" Bobo came over with interest, "What does it feel like? Do you... feel that way?"
what to do?
"Well, I do." Xiaolan replied vaguely.
"Then what? What did you feel?"
"Uh... just in that place, there is a... a special feeling," Xiaolan raised her head and started to make nonsense, "It's like... uh... maybe it's not very accurate, but it's definitely in that scene. has a problem."
"Why do you say that? What does it feel like? Is it cold? Or hot? It's always like this on TV..." Bobo asked relentlessly.
How to say?
How to compile it?
Headache.
Xiaolan pretended to be thinking and looked up at the ceiling at a painful 45-degree angle.
How about pretending that you are allergic to seafood and fainting on the spot.
"oppression."
Two heavy words were squeezed out of Jasmine's mouth.
Xiaolan immediately retracted her chin and looked at Jasmine.
"It was a sense of oppression," Jasmine said with empty eyes, as if recalling, "It's not a psychological sense of oppression, it's an oppression that is reflected in the body. Every organ and every cell can feel it. The sense of oppression in the Eight Immortals Village is not strong. But it does exist... Of course, it may be different for everyone, and I don’t know if they feel that way.”
Seeing the Taoist priest nod, Xiaolan said shamelessly, "Yes, that's it, it's just...I can't describe it."
The look in Bobo's eyes at Xiaolan was even weirder, and there was even a hint of... contempt?
"Oh, this kid is like this," Qin Yin hugged Xiaolan, "he doesn't like reading, and his expressive ability is a bit poor."
What a great relief.
Bobo finally shifted his gaze and glanced back and forth at them, "How come you can see it? What are you doing? Are you the kind of... family that specializes in dealing with supernatural events?"
It seems that the fact that they are a family has been deeply implanted in Bobo's brain.
The Taoist priest was noncommittal and pretended to smile mysteriously, "So, we believe you, and you can provide us with all the clues. If this matter is solved, we will definitely reward you."
"Then can we participate in the investigation?" Bobo blurted out, staring at the Taoist priest expectantly.
"Of course." The Taoist priest smiled politely and tilted his head slightly.
Jasmine glanced at the Taoist priest in surprise, and the Taoist priest gave her a reassuring look in return.
"No, then don't take me with you," Bobo's female companion curled her neck and pouted, "It's okay for me to play games, but if there is really something wrong...then I'd better not participate, my mother will scold me. "
"Just don't let your mother know," Bobo tugged on her arm, "How interesting it is. It's much more exciting than playing games."
The Taoist priest said nothing and was still smiling.
It was the gentle smile that he usually wore on his face.
When they first met the Taoist priest, they all thought that the Taoist priest was a polite and handsome middle-aged guy because of his smile.
After getting to know the Taoist Master, I realized that the appearance of this expression usually means that the Taoist Master is planning something ulterior.
So when they saw the Taoist priest showing this smile again, they did not raise any objection to the Taoist priest's approval of Bobo's application for participation.
The Taoist priest knew that he must be holding back something bad.
"Yes, let's join together." Qin Yin leaned his elbows on the table nonchalantly. "It's not dangerous. Usually no one will be killed."
"I..." Bobo's female companion's expression suddenly changed, she picked up her small bag and got up, "I have something to do at home, thank you for your hospitality, I'll leave first."
"Hey, we haven't finished talking yet!" Bobo reached out to grab the corner of her clothes, but she dodged and missed, "Let's go together..."
"I'm in a hurry, Bobo. I'm leaving first. Goodbye."
After saying that, the door opened and closed, and the girl ran away without looking back.
Bobo angrily kicked the cushion where his companion was sitting.
"Not everyone is as courageous as Miss Bobo," the Taoist priest complimented, "Let's continue talking."
Bobo was so flattered that she lost her temper. Excitement and curiosity took over her brain again, "Yes, go on, then... well, I have to do something. Although I can't feel oppression, I can see ghosts." , it shows that I am somewhat capable, what should we do first, do you have a plan?"
The Taoist Master finally suppressed his smile and put on a serious expression specially designed to coax children, "Of course we have a plan. The first step is to find the one who claims to have met you among the people competing with you. Damn boy."
"Oh, yes, it makes sense..." Bobo nodded hurriedly.
Eight people stared at her.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Bobo," Qin Yin blinked, "then this matter depends on you."
"Ah I?"
"Otherwise?" The fool shrugged, "We don't even know who he is."
Bobo bit his lower lip, slowly took out his phone, stared at the screen and started swiping.
"I don't know who he is, but we have created a group. I can deduce which avatar is him, and then add him for a private chat."
"Wouldn't it be better to just ask in the group?" Baomu said wilfully.
"No, no one in my group usually talks to anyone. If I suddenly ask such an inexplicable question, they will definitely think that my account has been hacked."
The thoughts of young people.
After choosing for a long time, Bobo finally selected a typical boy's profile picture who was not a couple, and took action.
"I guess there will be a response later," Bobo raised his eyes from the phone, "How can I contact you?"
The Taoist priest waved his hand, "We have a group, let's get you in now."
"Do you also use mobile phones?" Bobo said in shock, "I thought it was all telepathy or something like that."
The Taoist priest smiled and said nothing.
At this time, Bobo's phone, which had just been locked, lit up again.
Bobo glanced.
"He added me!"
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