"An Ge?" Ling Zhixuan whispered to his side.

An Ge clenched Ling Zhixuan's hand in response.

Ling Zhixuan frowned, this matter is getting more and more troublesome, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the flash, it was too dark here, there was no light at all, if he wasn't holding this An Ge, they would definitely be separated.

I don't know if this is a fantasy or a reality.

Yuqi felt that this matter was very strange, when, was this yin spirit so powerful? It was actually possible to construct a complete illusion, most of them relied on influencing a person's mind to create illusions, that is, ghosts would use the weak points in people's hearts to create illusions to make others collapse, and in this illusion, ghosts would gradually grasp autonomy in order to achieve the purpose of killing.

But this illusion was completely supported by Fang Wenqing, and they were brought into her illusion by her! What kind of ghost has this ability?

"Mom, Mom!"

A cautious voice suddenly came from around, this voice was still crying, and the voice was still relatively tender, and it should not be very old.

Ling Zhixuan hurriedly turned off the flashlight, he wasn't sure if she could see them, but it was better to keep silent just to be on the safe side.

After this mother, there was an intermittent cry, she seemed to be suppressing something, and even the crying seemed to be suppressed.

Slowly, the cry grew louder and louder, and finally she cried out, as if she was terrified.

As the crying increased, Ling Zhixuan finally found that person, looking at the figure, it should be a little girl, and the eight achievements are Fang Wenqing.

She was curled up in the corner, her shoulders shaking with crying and fear, her face buried in the crook of her legs, and her whole body shrunk into a small ball.

The cry continued for a while, and gradually came down again, probably tired of crying.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a scream, the scream came too suddenly, and An Ge was startled by the sudden sound, and instinctively stepped back.

Fang Wenqing was locked up here, she didn't know what she had done wrong, how she was locked up here, she just ate a piece of cake, why was she treated differently like this.

It's so dark here, she can't see anything, she can't hear anything, her heartbeat seems to be magnified countless times, she stares, she doesn't dare to sleep, as long as she closes her eyes, her mind is a mess, she is really scared.

In a trance, there seemed to be something slippery behind her wriggling, cold, like a snake, her whole body froze, even crying stopped, and the whole person was trembling unconsciously.

This, this, what could it be? She didn't dare to look back, she didn't dare to look, she didn't dare to face it.

An Ge tilted his head, thought about it, and pulled Ling Zhixuan to walk back slowly, although Ling Zhixuan was puzzled, he did not resist.

Soon, An Ge touched something, she touched it around, but she couldn't tell what it was, she squeezed Ling Zhixuan's hand, signaled him to be mentally prepared, and then kicked at the unknown thing.

There was a "bang" and there was a noise.

"Something!"

Sure enough, Fang Wenqing could hear their voices.

An Ge didn't answer, she just wanted to make sure if she was an outsider in this illusion, if they were just outsiders, it would be more difficult to get out.

"Who's coming out!"

They couldn't see Fang Wenqing's expression now, they were probably frightened, and An Ge had to admit that he was reckless in this action.

Slowly, the surrounding scene began to change again, this time it was a quaint room, with a faint sandalwood fragrance filling the side, and speckled sunlight shining into the hollow carved windows, which looked very exquisite.

An Ge gave Ling Zhixuan a look, in this small room, they had nowhere to hide.

Ling Zhixuan glanced around, and finally focused his gaze on the wardrobe that had just been conjured.

Fang Wenqing only now knows that her own blood can exorcise ghosts, so her mother will always go to her own blood, and she only now knows that she is not born by her mother, so she is so eccentric.

She was lying on the bed, looking very weak, she had just been drawn 500cc of blood, how could she not be weak?

Why was she abandoned? She unconsciously clutched the sheets, how could this be?

"They have abandoned you. There seemed to be a soft groan in her ears, Fang Wenqing was too weak, she consciously regarded this voice as what she thought in her heart.

But An Ge on the side could see this ghost, she was lying on Fang Wenqing's bed, tempting her little by little.

"I'm so good, why did they abandon me? Why?"

"If they don't like me, why should they raise me?"

"They're just using me!"

"They're disgusting!"

"They're damned!"

An Ge saw that Fang Wenqing was seduced by the female ghost little by little, and he was a little anxious, this hurry, his action was unconsciously bigger, the space in the wardrobe was already small, An Ge's move just pressed Ling Zhixuan, and the two of them got closer.

Ling Zhixuan didn't know what An Ge had seen, seeing her so excited, he was also very helpless, smelling this vague aroma, Ling Zhixuan felt like a pervert.

An Ge also noticed his gaffe and wanted to retract it, but Ling Zhixuan stretched out his hand to stabilize her, and motioned to her with his eyes not to move anymore, An Ge unnaturally opened his eyes.

She suddenly remembered Yuqi, he didn't seem to have moved for a long time, thinking like this, she pinched the jade on her chest, Yuqi didn't appear, but said a word,

"It's useless to pinch me, I'm useless in this fantasy, I'm very exhausted here, I can't touch the real thing, they can't see me, they can't hear me, I can't help it. ”

An Ge pondered for a while, but in the end he still didn't go out, this illusion was created according to Fang Wenqing's memories, that is to say, these may have happened in real times, but these things are just fantasies, all of this is only in Fang Wenqing's thoughts, unless it is a last resort, it is better for her to interfere less.

"Let's kill them together!"

"We're all in this together!"

Hearing this, Fang Wenqing's empty pupils revealed a fierce light, it was all their fault! They should be damned!

"Yes, they should be damned!"

At this time, a puppy rushed in outside the door, this puppy should be very familiar with An Ge, seeing Fang Wenqing looked very excited, he wagged his tail and pounced on her bed.

"This is their minions, look how vicious it is, they are bullying you again, what should I do?"

"What are I going to do?"

What to do? What to do? Fang Wenqing's gaze fell on the fruit knife at the head of the bed, what should I do? Kill it!

She grabbed the dog, and the dog, thinking she was playing with herself, stuck out her tongue and licked her hand.

Fang Wenqing picked up the knife, trembling, and the raised knife never fell.

"They're coming to hurt me, and I'm going to protect myself. The female ghost was chattering again.

Yes, I'm just trying to protect myself, yes, protect myself.

The raised one finally fell, Fang Wenqing was like crazy, stabbing one after another, her eyes were red, she couldn't hear the puppy's wail now, she couldn't feel its struggle, she couldn't see the blood donation all over her body, she only had kill in her mind!

"Let's go out and kill these bullies against you. ”

Go out?

Fang Wenqing almost didn't have her own thoughts now, she completely acted according to the female ghost's thinking.

Fang Wenqing's hand was on the doorknob, at this time, An Ge finally couldn't help it, she jumped out of the closet, Ling Zhixuan wanted to reach out to stop him, but in the end he didn't stop him, and came out casually.

"Fang Wenqing!" An Ge shouted, his eyes staring at the female ghost.

Fang Wenqing was in a trance for a while, her eyes gradually cleared, and when she saw the blood in her eyes, her eyes widened, she turned her gaze to An Ge and the two of them, and fainted before she could speak.

With Fang Wenqing's coma, the illusion began to collapse again.

This time it was still a room, almost no different from the previous room, An Ge looked around, and always felt that something was wrong.

Ling Zhixuan pulled An Ge into the wardrobe again, this time this wardrobe seemed to be a little different from before, these clothes, well, are not different at all!

The fabrics are very small, obviously sex toys, all kinds of clothes are available, this is, is the uniform temptation?

Ling Zhixuan and An Ge are hiding here, lonely men and widows, and a bunch of indescribable clothes, which is really the most embarrassing.

Heavy curtains block out all sunlight. The room was dim, and only a figure sitting on a sofa could be faintly seen. The figure sitting on the couch slowly uncovered a small box, scooped up a small spoonful of sugar from it, put it in the coffee cup next to it, then scooped up another spoonful, and finally scooped half a spoonful.

A small silver spoon is slowly stirred in the coffee cup, and the aroma of the coffee slowly rises in the coffee cup.

The black figure glanced leisurely at the person lying on the carpet and took a shallow sip of coffee: "It's really boring!"

Through the gap in the closet, An Ge saw this person's face clearly, it was an acquaintance.

Jiang Jiqian!

It's no wonder that Fang Wenqing has fallen to this point, and Jiang Jiqian has made great efforts.

Jiang Jiqian took a sip of coffee and walked in the direction of Fang Wenqing step by step.

The tip of the handmade leather shoe stopped, and it was only a palm away from Fang Wenqing's hand lying on the carpet.

Jiang Jiqian pinched his trouser leg slightly and squatted down.

Fang Wenqing seemed to feel a serious crisis, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling, and he began to shrink back desperately.

"Ah!!!!h

Jiang Jiqian raised his right foot and stepped directly on the back of the man's hand, his toes repeatedly crushed, and it seemed that he could still hear the sound of bones breaking one by one.

The white-gloved hand lifted the tip of Fang Wenqing's chin.

The white-gloved fingers stroked the sludge-stained cheeks repeatedly, as if to see how much value this imposing waste man could squeeze out.

"I'm running out of patience. ”