I didn’t see the process of buying a crystal ball.All I know is that after she opened the search, she did not directly search for "crystal ball" and "spirit board", but searched for the name of a small shop called Dream Weaver.Below a series of messy links are the pages that the ghost language really wants to find.

When the website is opened, the dream is changed.

“Oh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I heard the screams of the devil.

The cry comes not from the mouth of the ghost language, but from the consciousness of the ghost language.Along with the pain in the ghost language.

I was blind and couldn’t see the environment in front of me.

However, this pain is not unbearable.

I immediately went back to God and saw the ghost language sitting on the chair.

Is this... the black room of the ghost language?

The door was open, but it seemed dark outside.

I can’t see the picture in the house.The moonlight coming in through the door was very bleak.

The filth that comes out of the ghostly body...

Wait!

I rolled my eyes and looked at the figure standing in front of the ghost language.

Without waiting for me to see, the fascifulness around the figure was swept away.

He did not disperse the ghosts, he devoured them!

Ye Qing!

He is ...

I just felt a bit of scalp.

In the dark room, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were watching me.

I was cold in my head.

As I expected, the moment I reacted, I felt the pain in my body and the cold ground.

I was lying on the ground.

When I got up from the ground, I was hit by the anti-theft door, which hurt my teeth and grinned.

But look around, I have a good time for the rest of my life.

I went into my dream when I opened the door.My body fell forward, dumped on the cement floor inside the door, at most was knocked twice by the anti-theft door.If I fall back, I will go straight to the steps.No one knows what the consequences will be.

I hold the door and stand up.There was some pain in the forehead, as if some were swollen.

With my forehead, I looked at the stairs in Building 6.

That dream made me scared.

The fear that had been born again.

This time it is different.

Ye Qing killed and ate ghosts before, and I felt that it was within my acceptable range.

I am not a moral emperor, not such a high moral standard.So Ye Qing made something out of the ordinary, as long as he could reasonably say it, I could also deceive myself, think Ye Qing has become a ghost, think of Ye Qing's big plan, can accept.At least not anymore.

But this time...

Ye Qing did not kill the ghost language.

The reason for not killing ghost language is to make ghost language a ghost transit station.

It is not appropriate to say that the transfer station.

Those who have lost their minds are completely regarded as an escape from the ghost language and desperately squeeze it out of the ghost language.

Ye Qing can eat a large number of ghosts with the help of ghost language.

But what about the ghost language?

That kind of torture...

I remember the pain that the words sent me.

Suddenly, I found that the ability of ghost language to work at that time was different from her previous ability.

She was forced to draw capacity.

And ...

My hand was on my heart.

The ghost’s heartbeat changed.

Her mother... is gone?

Or is it another worse explanation: Has her mother been wiped out?

The heartbeat of the palm of her hand changed a little.

I looked up at the top of the stairs, took a deep breath, and walked into Building 6.

I climbed to the sixth floor as usual, but this time, I was short of breath, harder than usual.

The smell on the 6th floor is a bit thin.

Opening the door of the office, the feeling became clearer.

There are still traces of Ye Qing's activities in the office's room.

I don’t know if it’s my mental function or if I feel more acute after going through these things.

Maybe Ye Qing stayed in the office as usual, but he just didn't want to take care of me.

My heart was pounding again.

After a walk around the office, I stood at the door.

I looked back at the file cabinet in the room.The file is empty.The glass door reflects the moonlight.

I turned my head away from the office and walked downstairs, and rushed to the door of the six villages of the workers and peasants.

Walking along the road outside the community, I went to the commercial area and saw more vehicles.

I quickly reached out and stopped a rental and reported the address of the ghost language.

The car flew and stopped outside the area.

“What?How can I stop this way?”The driver looked at the cordon with some doubts.Suddenly he shouted, “Oh!That's right!This is the chemical that leaked!“Sir, where are you going?”The driver looked back at me.

"I'll get out of the car here."I paid and went straight to the door.

The driver looked at me and stepped on the throttle.

There is only a cordon on the road and is unattended.

The city's police force is not enough to deal with those daily security problems, let alone so many bad things have happened in these two days.

I drilled the past directly under the cordon, followed the route seen in the dream, and walked to the gate of the community.

Along the way, I didn’t see the hymn.

Entering the community, I found the building where the ghost language lived.

The anti-theft door was destroyed, as if someone rushed out of the door and directly knocked on the door shaft.

The door could not be closed, but it gave me convenience.

I opened the door and went upstairs, and found a half-covered door.

of 402.

It’s the house where the ghosts live.

Touch the door and open the door.

I smelled blood.

There are no lights in the room.I also did not turn on the light, only the phone's flash function to illuminate.

When the light came in, I saw the blood on the wall.

There is also the position of the body on the wall of the white coil...

There was also blood on the floor and more cluttered footprints.

After turning on the flashlight, I found that there was blood in the corridor and on the stairs.With my hand raised, I could still see the blood on the ceiling.

It looks like a slaughterhouse...

I felt sick, but quickly crushed the discomfort.

I went into the room and went straight to the black room.

There was chaos in the house, and the chair overturned and broken, as if there had been a fierce fight.Oddly enough, the middle round table was not moved, and the velvet cloth covered on it was not damaged.

There is not much blood in the room.It was not black walls that covered the blood.There was also no blood on the exaggerated crystal chandeliers.There were no damaged chairs.The only thing stained with blood was the chair facing the door and the ground under the chair.

This is where the ghost language first sat.

This blood is the blood of the devil.

There was a chair on each side of the chair, just as intact.

This is the place of daily and white.

The two died, but they were killed by the naughtyness of Enna’s mother-in-law, without trauma.The chair is also intact.

The room is very cold.

I tried to feel it, and I felt a little bit of yin.

He's not here.

Yes, yes.

There were policemen who came here, and the ghostly corpse should be taken away by the police.

I looked down at my phone and dialed Chen Xiaoqiu’s phone.