It scared me out, and I screamed on the spot, and my voice was very high-pitched.

The female ghost did not let me go, but gently put her hand on my neck, and blew a cool breeze into my ear, I suddenly felt a cold air floating through my neck, and the place where it was blown hurt badly.

"Since you acquiesced, then I'll come in for you. ”

The female ghost suddenly giggled, and the laughter was so strange that I trembled when I heard it.

At that moment, I was a little strange, I seemed to have forgotten that I had come to kill ghosts as an onmyoji, and I had forgotten that I had a charm on my body, and I only felt dizzy in my head.

Suddenly the ghost came down from above, with its long hair hanging down, and kept staring at me as if it was going to eat me.

Her laughter grew louder and louder, deafening.

But his voice gradually became hoarse.

Nails gradually grew out of my eyes, they were red, shining like blood, like blood to be exact!

I came to my senses all at once,, no!

This is my blood?

In a burst of laughter that was getting farther and farther away, I opened my eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, and subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from my forehead.

After a while, I looked around and saw no trace of the female ghost, I looked at the quilt on the bed again, and I didn't react for a long time, and even kept questioning whether everything that happened just now was really just a simple thing like a dream?

I always think it's very bizarre!

If nothing else, the key is that I remember the things in that dream too clearly, and I am a person who rarely dreams, and every time I dream, it indicates bad luck when I take it down.

That's why I don't like to dream, because I rarely dream well, and it's basically nightmares.

Take this dream as an example, who would have hoped that he would meet an unrecognizable female ghost at home in the future who came to ask for his life?

Forget about being pretty, the key thief is fucking terrifying, this is the most unbearable!

I subconsciously touched my neck, and there was no blur of flesh and blood, not even any blood at all.

But in that ability just now, the female ghost clearly buttoned such long nails into my flesh, my shoulders and neck to be exact.

The blood vessels in the upper part of the neck are very fragile and sensitive.

This is true for both animals and people, with few exceptions.

Because the previous one was a dream, it could also explain why I was trapped in it and didn't think to use a charm to deal with her.

In that dream, I seemed to be very powerless.

I was already tired and half dead, but this time I dreamed of such a strange thing, and now I can't even rest.

I've been running around and tired for the past two days, but now it's okay, I'm starting to have this terrible nightmare, if Deng Sanke comes to me again, I won't go out.

The world is big, or your own life is the most important.

If my life is all in it, then I will be considered to have more than I gain, and I will have nothing.

When I came back before, I had already given the man an antidote to the poison of the green-haired corpse, and of course these things were taken from the hair on the corpse of the thousand-year-old woman.

I think the female corpse is so generous, can't she be angry with me because of a few hairs, right?

Although I thought so, I was not sure if the psychology of the female corpse was the same as mine.

This made me a little panicked.

After all, when I was in the tomb, I used a broken opal to scare her.

Now the opal and agate can no longer be used, as they are used to seal the two mummies.

If I force it again, I'm afraid that the ghost energy in the two gems will be released, and then it will be the real terrifying moment.

That's when the scene will get out of hand!

I can't let that happen, so I won't move the mana on these two gems.

Just because I don't move doesn't mean that no one else cares, and although these two gems are here now, my heart is really not very steady.

I decided to keep the gems in a safe place.

I opened a sandalwood box, placed the two of them inside, and closed the lid of the box, locked it with a sterling silver lock, and affixed it with a special charm for exorcism.

In this way, the ghost energy inside is really suppressed.

I'm a lot more relieved that way.

After this nightmare, I looked at the current time, it was already more than five o'clock, I didn't expect that my nightmare would take me so long.

It feels like I didn't sleep last night and tore up with someone, not to mention the backache, but more importantly, the psychological pressure.

I try to get rid of this mental control, and try to tell myself that this kind of thing should be thought of for the good, not always for the bad.

Maybe it's because I think about it during the day and dream at night.

After all, in addition to dealing with a small number of people these days, I am basically ghosts, tomb visits, etc., and it is normal to be able to dream of this kind of thing, and I can't help but be able to relax a lot in the way of self-hypnosis when I think about it.

In fact, even if I say that, I still know in my heart that my current situation is still not optimistic.

If the previous group of people came back again, I couldn't keep calling the police to solve the problem.

Just as I had just opened the door and needed to do business, a small figure suddenly stood up and startled me.

When I looked down, it was a little girl, grinning at me.

"Big brother, hello, we're meeting again!"

I remembered that she was the same girl who sent me the courier before, and I wanted her to think about the person she looked like again, but then I thought about it.

After all, finding such a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and now that the population is so dense, even if I really know what he looks like, I am not patrolling to arrest suspects, but I can also conduct fingerprint comparison and arrest people.

The man didn't commit any crime, he just gave the girl money to give her something, which didn't sound like anything wrong.

Moreover, people who have not experienced such things as supernatural ghosts rarely believe it, and even those who have really experienced it will sometimes die and refuse to admit it.

The girl handed me a bouquet of flowers, which looked good, and she handed it to me, but I didn't want to buy it.

This kind of thing is of no use to me at all.

In my impression, most girls like flowers, but I don't have a girlfriend, what do I want to spend on?

But in the face of a little girl's sincere smiling face, if I don't even buy a flower, I feel like I'm a little too picky.