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So...... Next, will that little ghost lie on Mo Yiming's shoulder?

I was stunned for two seconds, and slowly raised my head to look at Mo Yiming's shoulder......

There was a sudden tingling in his brain, and his eyes went black......

"Leng Qiange ......" In the dark, I vaguely heard Mo Yiming anxiously calling my name, but I didn't have the strength to answer, and the whole person was slowly swallowed up by the darkness that seemed to be fangs and claws, without a chance to breathe......

I don't know how long it took for me to slowly regain consciousness. Moving his fingers, he slowly opened his eyes and glanced around, the environment was very unfamiliar.

I was about to get up, but I noticed a tingling pain in my temples and a groggy brain.

'Squeak~' The door was suddenly gently pushed open, and I immediately looked at the door vigilantly. What happened before made me more defensive.

An old woman with gray hair walked in with a green porcelain bowl and smiled at me with a kind face: "Are you awake, hungry?"

"You are?" I looked at her with a frown, and my eyes noticed a string of white beads hanging from her waist. It seems that this old man is not simple, and at a glance it can be seen that the beads on her waist are made of human finger bones, and only human bones will show that special whiteness.

Ordinary people, who would hang human bones on their bodies?

"Who are you?" I clenched my fists, resisted the discomfort, and slowly stood up, looking at her warily.

This old man is really shrewd, how could he not notice my gaze. She looked down at the human bones on her waist and smiled, "Girl, don't be afraid. I have no ill intentions, I am a psychic matchmaker in the village. ”

"Matchmaker......" I glanced at her and looked around again. Only then did I find that the walls around me were painted with strange patterns, and the colors of the patterns were very close to the walls, and you wouldn't notice them if you didn't look closely.

Where did Mo Yiming and Mobao go?

"Come, drink the porridge first, you've been lying down for two days and two nights." The matchmaker walked up to me and handed me the bowl in her hand.

"Two days and two nights?" How so: "What about the man who was with me before?" And a cat. ”

"Don't be in a hurry, eat something and tell you slowly." The matchmaker handed me the bowl and the smell of blood came to my nose.

One glance at the contents of the bowl frightened me into taking two steps back. The bowl contained a viscous red liquid that looked incredibly disgusting, like blood.

"This is porridge boiled with pigeon blood, a great supplement! You're too weak, drink more. The matchmaker explained, "This pigeon is still with you...... People beat, you have been in a coma for the past two days, and he is so anxious that he will tear down my little grass house. ”

When the psychic woman talked about Mo Yiming, she paused deliberately, she should know that Mo Yiming is not a human being.

"That'...... Where did he go? I glanced at her suspiciously, took the bowl from her hand, and sat on the edge of the bed without eating a single bite.

The matchmaker sat across from me and looked at me with a smile: "What a good girl, no wonder he is so worried and has been by your side for two days and two nights in a row."

I took a deep breath and placed the bowl on the bedside table: "Just tell me, where the hell did they go?"

I was in a coma for two days and two nights, what happened during this time? And the matter of the witch god, I don't know what happened.

I feel a little irritable inexplicably!