"Little girl, it's very dangerous here. How about you go downstairs to find that fat brother and ask him to play with you." Wen Zhong thought for a while and said again.
The little girl tilted her head and looked at Wen Zhong after hearing this. After a moment, she said, "Brother, you should pay attention to your health. Your health is so bad that your family will be worried."
As she spoke, the little girl took out a candy from her pocket and handed it over. It smelled of Chinese medicine, but when you smell it carefully, it has a different feeling.
He subconsciously took the candy and was about to ask it carefully, but the little girl ran downstairs with a smile.
"What a strange little girl. This candy is a bit weird. I don't know what it is for. Maybe it was given to this little girl by the mysterious third generation of the Ye family." Wen Zhong stared at the candy with twinkling eyes. After a moment he stuffed it into his pocket.
"Forget it, it's more important to be busy with business."
Wen Zhong sat in front of the table, looking at the well-sealed gold box in front of him, and then at his own body. Under the influence of high temperature, there were thread-like things crawling under his skin from time to time.
This is the curse of the thinking ghost. The appearance of these things means that he has been targeted by the thinking ghost.
"In my current state, if I come into contact with the thinking ghost possessing Fang Diyuan, it will definitely be a dead end." Wen Zhong leaned on his chair, staring at the gold box in trance.
This curse is deeply rooted in his bones. If it were before, he could rely on the power of ghost hands and eyes to remove it, but now he is afraid that half of it will be removed and he will die from the ghost's resurrection.
He can no longer afford to use the power of the ghost.
"The curse has been planted by the thinking ghost. It will find me sooner or later. If I stay in a safe house all my life, it will be okay, but how is this possible? I must find other ways."
Wen Zhong looked solemnly at the gold box placed on the table, which contained the strange radio.
If he could, he would never choose to open this box, because this thing is too weird, and if he can't handle it properly, he will break the radio in his hand.
But now is no longer the time to worry about this. Before today, he would never take the initiative to unlock the seal of this thing, but now he is at the end of his rope and he will try any method.
He placed one hand on the gold box. The power of the ghost could not affect the gold. To really open it, he would need other special tools.
I stared at this golden box for a long time.
A bad premonition emerged deep in Wen Zhong's heart. It was an indescribable feeling. Is what he is doing now really what he wants to do?
"Forget it, why don't you try that guillotine again? If you use it well, the effect should not be as good as this radio." Wen Zhong thought for a moment with flashing eyes, and finally put it back in its place.
Although it is silly to talk about science in the supernatural world, Wen Zhong feels that he cannot make a correct judgment now.
"Want to take a break? Or should we go downstairs and talk to Chen Zhanluo and the others about the development of this incident? No, this is of no use. He probably doesn't have as much information as Ling Jin."
Just when Wen Zhong was struggling upstairs, thinking about how to deal with this supernatural incident.
downstairs.
The discussion between Chen Zhanluo and Ochiai also became more intense, but at this time they both became quiet at the same time, because a little girl was chewing her thumb and looking at them curiously.
"Is this... the professor's daughter?"
The first person to break the silence was Chen Zhanluo. The cracks on Chen Zhanluo's face opened and closed as if he were smiling. On the other hand, Ochiai's expression was not so relaxed. He glanced at Chen Zhan.
"She's not my daughter. I'm not even married and I'm not going to have a child." Ochiai said calmly: "This little girl is obviously a little weird. I don't know if she has something to do with Wen Zhong."
"Oh? How can I say, I can't feel anything unusual at all." Chen Zhanluo said.
"Just think of it as the intuition of a scientific researcher." Ochiai said, walking to the little girl's side, forcing out a haggard smile and saying: "Little sister, whose child are you, why are you here?"
When the little girl heard this, she looked at Ochiai and suddenly started crying: "Uncle, you are so bad."
Immediately afterwards, she quickly ran behind Chen Zhanluo and hugged his thigh tightly, trembling like a frightened little rabbit.
This made the two of them a little confused, especially Ochiai, who looked a little embarrassed. After all, anyone would feel a little embarrassed if he made a little girl cry for no reason.
However, he still noticed one thing, that is, the little girl was very courageous. Chen Zhanluo's current image was obviously much scarier than his own, but the other party did not hesitate to seek asylum.
Should I say that children are more innocent, or should I say that they are weird? Is a child who looks like he is under ten years old really so courageous?
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The little girl cried while tightly hugging Chen Zhanluo's thigh. She didn't care at all about the bad feeling. It seemed that this was the only way to bring her some sense of security.
"Little girl, please stop crying first and tell brother what happened." Facing the child, Chen Zhanluo was rare for a serious moment and did not deliberately embarrass the other person.
Hearing this, the little girl raised her head and looked at Chen Zhanluo timidly, lowering her voice and whispering: "Uncle, you are a good person. You must be careful and remember not to walk alone at night."
As soon as these words came out, Chen Zhanluo was stunned for a moment. He became a little at a loss at the little girl's words. On the contrary, Ochiai felt a little funny watching this scene.
"Uncle, you must remember this."
After saying that, the little girl glanced at Ochiai timidly, wiped her tears and ran towards the other side of the corridor. Within a moment, the little girl's figure disappeared into the living room.
"You're right, that child is indeed a bit inexplicable." Chen Zhanluo moved his stiff neck. Being disturbed by the little girl, he also lost interest in continuing the conversation.
"Ignore that for now, what are you going to do next? I'm afraid this body won't last long," Ochiai said.
"Did you see it?"
Chen Zhanluo said: "My current body is a derivative of the thinking ghost. Once my consciousness is transferred from above, it will turn back into a vicious ghost, so you'd better prepare a gold body bag in advance to contain it. "
"You can study it later if you want, or just bury it like this. It's all up to you, Professor."
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
