That night, in order to avoid Qin Chuyi, I was going to spend the night in the office. In the new issue of "Persona", I used a lot of Zhuang You's previously published works that had mediocre responses, and polished them a little.

Miss Hua is supposed to be Fluttershy in Zhuang You's mouth, but his body absorbing monsters has already assimilated Fluttershy's monster body into it. In fact, everyone will succeed as long as they work hard, and although external forces are important, they are not absolute. Just like Zhuang You's original efforts, he was able to restore the monster's body.

I was restless all day, and I kept the soft-faced copy with me all the time, and I was afraid that others would find out, so I could only continue to put it in my coat. After finishing the work hastily, I immediately flipped through it hungrily.

I was a little dizzy when I saw the dense text, almost all of which were words describing ghosts, and they were vivid and terrifying. I flipped through the pages with trembling hands, and my already tense mood was startled by the sudden text message.

After taking a slow breath, I opened the green icon, which was sent by Qin Chuyi.

"Xiao Chao, I took the hair specimen you brought over last time to find someone to do a test, and there is indeed a kinship between the two, so I can't be wrong."

I turned off the phone screen and sighed.

When I went to Song Qiuzhu's house before, I secretly took away a few hairs in front of the old lady's bed, just to determine whether Qiuxia and her really had a mother-daughter relationship, and now it seems that the result is certain. When I put Qiuxia, oh no, Song Qiulan's body, soul and consciousness into one, I don't know what strange things will happen.

But at the moment, for me, the soft-sided copy in front of me is even more tempting.

I kept looking at it, and a large number of pages that were not particularly thick became bulging, and the last few pages were noticeably deflated. I quickly skipped through the heavy descriptions and went straight to the last few pages.

What was recorded on it was not a ghost, but Zhuang You's own diary.

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I received that letter today, it should be someone prank, but after all, I am a writer of supernatural novels, and for some reason I always feel that this thing is worth trying. So tonight I'm going to pluck a few of them and send them down.

3.1

As I expected, that letter really had supernatural powers. The inspiration for the creation burst out all at once. It won't be long before I become a famous novelist, and my future with Fluttershy will be secured. Anyway, I'm going to keep writing.

3.2

I suddenly felt that I was so naïve, why would someone help me for no reason. Even if he's really a good person, this kind of good thing shouldn't be my turn. The reason for thinking this is that my sleep has been getting worse and worse recently, and everything I wrote during the day has appeared in my dreams, and my body is almost unable to support it. There was a voice that kept shouting in the dream, as if it was something, qi. Gas, I don't know. When I make enough money, I'll close the pen. Oh yes, Fluttershy didn't show up today.

3.3

Fluttershy hasn't been here for days. I locked myself in my house and didn't eat or drink for days. I don't know exactly why I did it, I just wanted to keep writing and writing. I looked up a lot of information, and it was said that if you give your name and hair to someone else, your soul will be devoured. I don't believe it...... It should be, unwilling to believe ...... The voice came again...... I'm sure it's up, not anger. The word I've seen before, it's a person (written here. There were a lot of messy notes on the page, which looked like they were left behind because of the difficulty) No, I'm going to keep writing, and if I don't write I'm going to die.

3.17

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Closing the soft copy, my mood still can't be calmed down for a long time, this person named Qi has been embedded in my life, what is his purpose? I glanced at the time in the bottom right corner of my computer, nine thirty-eight. At this time half a year ago, I was still a person who had just stepped into the workplace and had an ordinary life. But now he is involved in a strange struggle, and it is too late to get out.

Maybe my grandfather didn't leave me any information, he wanted to protect me, but I rushed in by myself in a reckless way. plunged headlong into the muddy waters.

I picked up my office phone and dialed the number from memory. There was a calm but nervous tone on the other end of the phone, and I almost jumped out of my chair the moment I heard the feed.

"Hey, Uncle Yan, it's me." I cleared my throat. Said.

"Principal? It's so late, what's the matter? Yan Bo's voice came from the other end, and it didn't sound like his usual Yan Sù speaking style.

"Well, I'm really sorry to bother you so late......" There was a staggered voice on the other end of the phone, different voices interspersed, and it seemed that there were many people in the ancestral hall, "Do you have guests there?" ”

"Oh! It's all old friends, and I'm glad everyone got together today, haha! I can also taste the wine in his mouth over the phone, "Come on, come on, let's say hello to the principal!" ”

The old man probably turned on the speakerphone, and suddenly a staggered old voice and a strong aroma of wine floated over from the other end of the phone, and a drunken greeting came out one after another. I don't think I want to ask for a reason tonight.

"You're busy, I'll ...... another day"

"Principal!" I was taken aback by his raised tone, and my hand that was just about to hang up the phone stopped in mid-air, "What is there to open your mouth, who am my Uncle Yan!" I just took a few sips! Say! ”

In the end, I am the main thing or he is the main thing, this tone sounds more majestic than me, I really can't stand the drunk old man, I knew that he was drunk like this, I was definitely not afraid of him when I was a child.

"Hmm...... I want to ask, is there only one dream master inherited by our Xu family? ”

"Needless to say! After thousands of years, there is a steady stream of blood, except for our Xu family, who else will there be! Everyone said no! With Yan Bo's shouting, one after another yes and yes cheers came in an endless stream, I was really angry and funny.

"I mean, when the Dream Master first appeared, that is, when you told me that when the Dream Sutra appeared, weren't there a large number of people with the surname Ying? In addition to the Xu family, are there any people from other clans who are dream officials in the court? ”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment, and I wondered if he would be able to tell the difference between these complex questions when he was drunk.

"Whew! How's that! Only our Xu family! Only the Xu family! "The old man is starting to get drunk again, I'll hang up today.

"Hey, Lord!" Another old man's voice appeared on the other end of the phone, it should be another family executive, "I know about this!" ”

"Old thing, you're going to be a sycophant!" Yan Bo snatched the phone and said, "I know it too!" According to family records, there were many miles of dream officials at that time! Except for the Xu family. There are also Gu and Zhong...... Oh, and Lian's! The Lian family is also a big family! ”

"In other words, the dream masters at that time were not only the Xu family, right?"

"That's right! Well...... Wrong! It's just us! ”

I sighed and finally hung up. I really picked a bad time. However, there is still a harvest, since the person who called him has the same thaumaturgy as me, and even his dream-controlling ability is above mine, it is very likely that he has inherited it from the Gu clan, the Zhong clan, or the Lian clan. As for why these families later broke off, and how the other hidden bloodline that had lost its trace in history was preserved. I'm still confused.

"Click!"

The sound of desks and chairs colliding suddenly came from behind me, and it was extremely harsh in the empty office, where only the only light source was in front of me.

"Who!" I dared to yell.

My echo echoed in the empty office, but other than that, there was no movement. I wasn't afraid to be alone in such a big office, and the quieter it was, the safer I felt. But the collision just now completely broke the peace in my heart, and I felt a goosebump spread to my back all over my body, and cold sweat broke out all at once.

I swallowed heavily, turned my head, stiffened by fear, and watched the movement in the night.

If it's a person. There will definitely be a sound, but if it's a ghost......

As soon as I thought of this, the sound of collision continued to appear. Now I can be sure, this guy must be a person, and he is definitely not an office clerk, he is not familiar with the layout here, and he may not come in or out. There was nothing to fear if it was human, so I jumped up from my chair, rushed to the wall in three steps, and pressed the switch violently.

A thin figure immediately ran out of the office, and the back image was that of a child in elementary school. I immediately ran out. His footsteps stood in front of him.

The child was a child after all, and he didn't run as fast as I did, so I grabbed his loose clothes, and he fell backwards under the reaction of the force. The whole person sat heavily on the ground. I hurried up to block his path and dragged him into the brightly lit office.

My first reaction was that this kid was a homeless man. The clothes on his body were extremely ill-fitting, the loose clothes looked fat and large on him, and the cuffs and trouser legs that dragged to the side were already mottled on the ground. Did he come here to steal something? But what surprised me even more was that the color of the child's coat and the hat on his head that was large enough to cover his eyes were the army green and black round-brimmed hat I wore when I saw Zhao Cheng for the last time. Or rather. The young man in black was dressed like this.

The child was stunned when he saw me, and immediately struggled to let go of my hand and ran out, but fortunately I pulled him back in time.

"Who are you? Who told you to come over? I snapped.

His little face stuffed in his coat was already covered with sweat, but his expression was very strict, and he pursed his mouth tightly, but he didn't speak. I can't help it, I can't torture you to extract a confession.

"You don't have to say it, but if I ask you, do you think it's okay to nod your head? Otherwise, I'll hand you over to the police! ”

He glared at me and nodded vigorously.

"Did an old man who looked like he was in his sixties and dressed like you ask you to come over?"

I watched him with bated breath, waiting for the moment when he nodded or shook his head. But he suddenly lowered his head, and before I could react, a row of blood-red tooth marks appeared on my left arm that I grabbed him.

The little imp bit me hard.

"Whew!" I let go of my hand in pain, and he slipped out from under my nose, and by the time I felt the entrance to the stairs, he had disappeared into the endless darkness.

Looking at the arm that was bitten by him, he thought to himself, whether it was a person or a dog, if he was going to bleed, he would have to get a rabies vaccine, and he was distressed about money and meat, and sighed sadly.

In the darkness, there was a red thing lying quietly at the corner of the staircase, emitting an eerie glow through the reflection of the moonlight outside the window.

I stopped, turned my head and walked towards the corner of the thing. The only thing left in the silent, empty hallway was my slow, shrill footsteps.

I crouched down and picked it up from the ground.

In the blue-gray moonlight, the feathers of the bird still exuded a gorgeous, almost transparent blood-red. (To be continued.) )

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