In the center of the room was a statue of a child, and this statue was extremely realistic, especially the eyes......

No matter from that angle, I always feel that those eyes are staring at me, and the slight curvature of my lips makes my smile too weird. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Don't go in!" I quickly grabbed the corner of Mo Yiming's clothes and looked away, not daring to look at the statue again.

It creeps me out!

"It's okay!" Mo Yiming patted me on the shoulder, strode in front of the statue, and directly lifted the statue and fell to the ground.

"Don't ......"

Seeing that the statue was shattered, a small pool of blood appeared on the ground out of thin air, as if it was flowing from the statue.

I suddenly felt a little flustered in my heart, I remember hearing old people say that the purpose of raising a little ghost is to let the little ghost help me. The better it is for the imp, the better the imp will naturally be for the person who raises it. But one thing to keep in mind when raising imps is that you can't abandon them or break the statue, but now ......

I looked up at Mo Yiming, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow flashing behind him: "Be careful!"

Mo Yiming was obviously also aware of it, and looked around carefully.

The black shadow disappeared, and Mo Yiming slowly walked towards the door, and I saw the black shadow again. Merely...... This time, the black shadow became clear, and it was the appearance of a child, lying on Mo Yiming's shoulder.

The kid looked at me with a weird smile on his face, his little pale arms wrapped tightly around Mo Yiming's neck.

The child's appearance was exactly the same as the statue that had just been broken, and even more terrifying than the statue.

Seeing that the child's arms were getting tighter and tighter, Mo Yiming still didn't react at all. The child's strange eyes were staring at me, and there was a hint of provocation in his smile. His heart tightened, and he almost didn't think about it, and strode forward, trying to drag the child down.

But I couldn't touch it, I couldn't hold it like air.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yiming looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"...... on your shoulder," I struggled to control my trembling fingers, and raised my hand to point at the child, "There's a child sitting." ”

"Child?" Mo Yiming looked back: "No?"

Mo Yiming can't see it? How can this be?

"Mobao!" I quickly picked up Mobao on the side, "Did you see it? You can see it, right?"

"Meow~" Mo Bao wagged his tail and looked at me with an expression like an idiot: "Stupid woman, what are you talking about?"

"How can it be like this...... Mobao can't see either, the cat's eyes are even more sensitive than the yin and yang eyes, why can't Mobao see?

Only I can see?

The child tightened his arms hard, and Mo Yiming's neck was obviously strangled with a red mark, but he still didn't feel it at all. The child curled the corners of his lips and looked at me triumphantly.

"Get out of here!" I glared at the kid.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Yiming frowned and looked at me, raised his hand and touched my cheek: "Not feeling well?"

I slapped Mo Yiming's hand away, and couldn't help but roar: "There is that little ghost sitting on your shoulder, the statue that was just broken!

I don't know why, the eyes of this little ghost always make me feel inexplicably irritable, and I can't even control my emotions, and I am so angry that I get out of control.

The little ghost let go of Mo Yiming's neck, and his mouth cracked in a strange arc, revealing two pointed teeth. Look at me with a hint of greed in my eyes.

"Y-What do you want to do?" I subconsciously took two steps back, looking at it warily.

The imp stared at me for a few seconds and then lunged at me.

"No, don't! Don't come here......"