Bai Jun put on his clothes and then folded the paper and put it in his pocket. , Baidu a search for Witch God Chronicles to read this book After silently reciting the Yin Eye Technique, he summoned the female ghost in a white dress.
"Nothing came into their room last night," Bai Jun whispered.
The female ghost in white skirt shook her head: "Your current spell time is three hours.
I didn't find anything in three hours.
But the moment the spell failed, I heard a sound of footsteps going upstairs.
At that time, it should be It’s half past three at night.”
"Footsteps at three-thirty at night."
A trace of doubt flashed in Bai Jun's eyes, and then he nodded: "I know."
With that, he walked outside.
Not long after he left, a figure appeared in his room.
The figure was Hong Yi, her face was full of coldness, her whole body was surrounded by black anger, and she looked very scary.
Glancing towards Bai Jun's bedside, she hummed: "I really thought I left that piece of paper.
I'm not that boring.
It seems that it will be difficult for him to complete this task."
After having breakfast, Bai Jun and the others went out to start investigating.
The three of them wandered around the village for a few times, and when they reached the large pond, they found Wang Qian and the others sitting by the pond, holding a drawing board and drawing.
Tang Daier said: "Let's go over and take a look."
Bai Jun nodded, thinking that these three guys pretended to be very similar, and they really looked like they were here to sketch.
Xia Xueyun ran to Wang Qi and grinned: "Beauty, this painting is good."
Wang Qian was slightly startled, her face full of vigilance and she said: "What do you want to do?"
"What don't you want to do?
I came to see you paint.
After all, we are all here."
At this point, Xia Xueyun lowered her voice and said, "We are all soulless, so stop pretending."
Suddenly, Wang Qi and the three looked at each other, and a hint of caution flashed in their eyes.
Tang Dai'er said: "I wonder if the three of you slept well last night and whether the resentful spirits came to find you."
"What do you mean?
Could it be that you have seen the resentful soul?"
Zhang Rui whispered.
"Of course I saw it, a woman with long hair and a purple face.
It's a bit scary anyway."
Bai Jun smacked his lips.
Wang Qian's pretty face instantly turned pale, and she trembled: "If I really saw it, why are you still alive now?"
"Because I can deal with ghosts."
Bai Jun looked proud and introduced himself: "My name is Bai Jun.
I don't know what the three of you call them."
Guo Jianhua, who had been painting in a low voice with his head lowered, raised his head and said, "My name is Guo Jianhua."
After that, he pointed at Wang Qian and Zhang Rui and said, "Her name is Wang Qian, and his name is Zhang Rui.
The three of us yesterday I have already said hello to the four people who made the short film.
I have always wanted to get to know you, but there is no chance.
After all, the real culprit is among the 11 of us.
If we want to find out the real culprit, we must first get to know each other. " Xia Xueyun nodded and said: "You are right, but so far, there seems to be only one person with an incomplete soul, and one more has not appeared yet."
Bai Jun didn't speak.
His face turned a little ugly at this time.
He thought to himself: "This guy's name is Guo Jianhua.
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Could it be the old Guo that Zhang Daniu mentioned last night?"
No, you can’t rush to a conclusion, you have to observe and observe first.
Thinking of this, he smiled and said: "The three of us suspect that the person with an incomplete soul who has never appeared is the real culprit."
Guo Jianhua said: "Well, the three of us think so too.
After all, that guy has been hiding in the dark, and Zhang Shuying died three years ago.
This means that the guy came to Dawei Village three years ago, or the last soul Those who are incomplete are the villagers of Dawei Village."
Xia Xueyun's little face was full of excitement, she clapped her hands and said: "Yes, yes, we all think the same thing, but who is that guy?"
"The real murderer's mission is different from the three of us."
Wang Qian said lightly: "The real murderer's mission is most likely to kill us."
Zhang Rui said: "It's possible that the real murderer's mission is not as simple as killing us."
Bai Jun said: "You three, please take your time painting here.
We are going to go to Shiping Town.
Goodbye.
If you three find anything, you can call me.
If I find anything, I can also call you three."
Telephone."
"Okay, I'll give you my number."
Guo Jianhua said.
Looking at the leaving figures of Bai Jun and the others, Wang Qi whispered: "I don't think the real culprit is among the three of them."
"That's not necessarily true."
Guo Jianhua sneered: "Let's paint first.
After finishing this painting, we can go to the village for a walk."
"That guy just said that he had seen ghosts and that he could deal with resentful spirits.
I don't know if it's true or not," Zhang Rui said.
Wang Qi stood up and said, "I think it's probably because he wanted to talk to us and then lie to us.
I'm going to use the toilet and I'll be back in a while."
"Be careful, have you brought the amulet?"
Guo Jianhua asked.
"Take it with you."
Wang Qi said and walked towards a toilet next to the village entrance.
The light inside the toilet was not good, but after closing the door, it was even darker.
Wang Qi turned on the flashlight of her phone.
Although there was no expression on her face, the sweat on her forehead and nose betrayed her, proving that she was very scared at this time.
She was about to take off her pants when a rustling sound reached her ears.
The sound was very small and came from behind.
She couldn't help but shudder, picked up her phone and looked at the back.
There was a latrine behind, and there was nothing.
You know, the toilets in rural areas are usually big latrines, full of feces, and are used for farming.
The moment she turned around, the sound stopped abruptly.
She reached out and patted her chest, secretly thinking that she was so nervous and tense that she even had auditory hallucinations.
She reached out to undo the belt of her jeans, but before she could take them off, a strange laughter reached her ears, and then she felt someone blowing on her neck.
Suddenly, her face turned pale and all the hairs on her body stood up.
She didn't dare to move, nor did she dare to turn her head and look behind her.
She regretted that she should not have come to the toilet alone.
Fear mixed with regret occupied her heart, stimulating her alert nerves.
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"Hey Hey Hehehe Hey" The scalp and numb smile echoed in her ear.
The next second, a woman in white clothes with long hair hanging upside down in front of her.
The woman's legs were hooked on the ceiling of the toilet.
Her face covered with blood was less than one centimeter away from Wang Qi's face.
Her entire face had been severely rotted, her chin was cracked, revealing her scarlet gums and two round eyes.
Hanging on the face, black and white liquid flows.
Wang Qi couldn't care about anything at this time, screamed hysterically, and then ran away.
As soon as she took a step, the woman's long black hair hung down, and then wrapped around her neck, lifting her up.
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