Young people rarely have the courage to fight hard, not completely gutless, but too rational, many times they know that it is not necessary, hot-blooded or something is the most suitable for a teenager, with his age, whether it is soul or body, and it is almost impossible to return to the age of pure struggle for a certain idea.

It's not that the elderly have to be lifeless, but at that age, the wisdom given by time, or judging the situation, will make them less energetic and aggressive, and they will not say anything like "not to die" with their blood and courage.

It is very good to see others fighting, not to be cynical, to use their own "wisdom" to discourage the enthusiasm of others, but to look at it with appreciation, to give encouragement in a timely manner, to tolerate failure, and to appreciate victory.

Now that he thinks about the things that used to make his blood boil, maybe there are only some faint fluctuations in his feelings, which don't even make him interested in raising his arms.

"It's not for justice, it's not for profit, it's just for the sake of simply being unaccustomed to it, and it seems that it's going to be bloody. ”

The cycle of life and death, the meaning of life, is not to mess up everything, and let these guys who can't say that they are humans or ghosts judge the lives of others at will.

The police are here, and they are still on the street where the black bag was before, the driver didn't say so much, mainly because he didn't care about it at that time, and now he comes back and looks, after so long, the car is no longer here, but it is not difficult to find it by relying on the helper.

The butcher also had a home on a rainy night, and they found the car just outside the door of a self-built courtyard in an old building.

"Brother, what are you going to do, reveal that I haven't seen such a 'ghost hunt'. ”

The driver was a little curious, to say that "ghost hunting" is an adjective, the chicken blood yellow charm, no matter how you look at it, it is not a normal use, to say that "ghost hunting" is a fact, but the person who was driving, although he didn't see it clearly, but it doesn't look like a ghost.

Besides, ghosts can still drive?—— what a horror story this is!

"My suggestion, you'd better not look at it, lest something happen, just stop here. ”

Let ordinary people take risks with themselves, and the youth who is still an ordinary person is not so arrogant, he may not be able to save himself, let alone others.

The driver was so good that he parked the car far away and watched the young man take those things and go to hunt ghosts alone.

The first step was a little embarrassing, in the rain, I could see the figure in a black raincoat in front of the gate and the two courtyard walls around twice, the driver repeatedly guessed what the other party was going to do, and then I saw that the young man jumped up, grabbed the wall with one hand, and was about to climb over, but the foot slipped, very good, just like the cat that slid down the miserable glass.

The driver snorted and laughed, and under the cover of the wide raincoat, he couldn't see the figure of the young man, but at the moment he had a very good idea, what kind of figure can a weak chicken have, understand, understand.

The living could not be suffocated, so the young man quickly brought bricks from the nearby flower garden, and the bricks should have been piled up there to build a house, or the rest of the house, there were many, back and forth, and the young man who was still holding the urn in the crook of his arm finally made a ladder to step on and shorten the distance from the wall.

This time, I flipped it over again and went in.

The driver watched Coke, because the unfathomable feeling of the other party when he made the yellow charm had already dissipated, and I have to say that this appearance was a bit funny.

"Jingle bells..."

Chord's mobile phone rang, and the driver picked it up with a smile on his face: "Hey..."

Within the courtyard walls, the young man didn't feel funny about his poor skills, here, almost all of them were ghosts, and the thick yin qi made everything appear an overly blackened tone in front of him.

Just like the eyeshadows on TV that are painted black to indicate blackening, everything here seems to be painted with a deep layer of black.

Can't go any further, the young man opened the mineral water bottle containing chicken blood, and began to sketch on the ground, a talisman array, always wanted.

Not to trap people, but to create a safe zone for yourself to facilitate kite flying tactics.

Did you have such ambition when you didn't know the depth of that guy when you dealt with that guy at a time? Young people know better how to play steadily and steadily, and no matter how they win, it is good to win.

Half an hour later, the courtyard door opened, and the lights of the police car were already waiting outside, and the dense rain seemed to make way for such light, and the excessive brightness made the young man bow his head and cover his eyes with the brim of his hat.

"Friendly army, friendly army, friendly army, the urn is still there!"

The loud voice from the driver made the serious atmosphere more relaxed.

An hour later, the two sat together in the interrogation room, the driver's part had already been finished, and the rest was the youth's supplement.

"Yang Ming?"

"Well, I am. ”

"You are..."

The questioning in the back is really a little tangled, don't blame the police for being tangled, the fourth victim appeared and didn't say anything, and the suspect was also caught, although it wasn't their main force, but... However, the suspect was unconscious, and there was a lot of blood at the scene, well, fortunately, none of the blood was the suspect, it was...

The young man's bandaged arm did not put down his sleeve, and the white bandage on it seemed to be a little dazzling, testing the tone used by the police to interrogate, it can't be too harsh?—— God is especially brave and brave as a good citizen, and the murder scene is not so bloody!

The police didn't pay attention to why it was raining for a while, but the blood in the yard didn't disperse much, and the traces could still be seen clearly.

"No thanks, ghost hunting is a hobby, and it is also the duty of every citizen to help the police, I regret the fourth victim, when I found him, it was too late, and it was too late to save him, for this matter, I want to complain, I called to report the clue before, but unfortunately it was not taken seriously, if I don't act today, I'm afraid the result will be worse. ”

Yang Ming, who was pale due to excessive blood loss, was holding a cup of brown sugar water in his hand, and the steaming brown sugar water was provided by the kind policewoman, and she could take out the brown sugar water at hand.

It's like the person who bandages the wound may also be a forensic doctor, so don't think too much about whether the other party's hands are so cold that they have only touched the corpse.

The suspect is not dead, so Yang Ming is strictly the crime of trespassing on a private house, but in order to hunt down the suspect, although it is not his job, it can indeed be regarded as a righteous and courageous act, and he was released after being verbally educated.

The eldest brother of the driver, who could have left a long time ago, had been waiting, and when he saw him come out, he went up and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, brother, this night, I really have a lot of knowledge, go, where are you going, I'll send you back, this is also considered to be cured, go back and eat something good, replenish blood!"

The eldest brother wanted to follow the police in to see what the situation was in the yard, but he was stopped, but he also heard that there was a lot of blood in it, and Yang Ming's wounds were real, and he was also let go of carrying a fruit knife into the room or something.

On the way back, the driver was still figuring out what he had done and how to do it, and his curiosity was so strong that people didn't know what to say, so Yang Ming pretended to be asleep, and didn't open his eyes until he was home, and was stopped when he was paying.

"Okay, I've already earned it this night, I don't want your money, be a friend, and I'll find you in the future!"

The driver said with a grin, he had the intention of making friends, but it was too shallow, and he didn't even leave the contact information, and the car drove away.

Yang Ming walked upstairs, the mineral water bottle filled with chicken blood had been thrown away, the yellow fu had also been used up, and all that was left was the urn in his arms.

When he was at the police station, he said that he was afraid of seeing the light and did not let people open it, and the driver testified that there was nothing in it, and he was let go.

Back home, Yang Ming opened the urn, and inside was a small ball of things wrapped in yellow charms, and there were blood oozing.

"It's really a spider..."

Muttering, Yang Ming found a needle, held the needle in his right hand, and stabbed a needle-piercing magic circle on his left arm, took out the yellow talisman, caught the spider wrapped in blood stains, and put it in the center of the magic circle, the spider blended into it little by little, and the blood spots that formed the magic circle turned black, and there was a small spider in the middle, like a small spider in a web, it was really locked here.

Turn on the computer, open the chat group, it's almost dawn, there are not many people in the chat group of the horror club, but on the black background, a lot of text is different from before.

Flipping through the chat history, the love story in the rain, in fact, there is a horror version, a man possessed/parasitic by a ghost falls in love with a woman, and is ready to use the other party as a breeding ground for hatching ghosts, and for this purpose, he is creating psychological horror for the other party.

Kill the people around the other party step by step, start from unfamiliar, and when the other party finds out that the people around him are dying, or because of themselves, they will collapse, and then it is a good time to completely introduce yin qi.

Because it is essentially a love story, in this regard, how to induce the other party to become the same kind, the butcher of the rainy night did not say much, but the horror in it is still very strong.

"Persecuted, and then fall into darkness?"

It is not a new proposition for the victim to become the perpetrator, Yang Ming doesn't care very much, what he cares about is that this horror club is really something special.

How can the same text have different meanings in the eyes of different people, is it because there is an extra "translator"? Fingers touch the tattoo on the arm, the small spider is not big, and it is still covered by a web, it is not scary, and it seems that after looking at it for a long time, it seems that you can still feel some cuteness, but this is actually a certificate, a certificate of understanding a certain special "world".

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