Chapter 39: Black Witchcraft
Su Mo slept until three o'clock in the morning, and then got up from the bed. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the embarrassment of taking medicine indiscriminately yesterday, and I have long forgotten all about it. was able to live, and she didn't feel anything wrong, and she didn't have any gratitude for the impermanence that silently guarded her all night.
Standing in the bathroom, looking in the mirror, his face was pale as a ghost. Su Mo unconsciously washed his face, brushed his teeth, walked out of the bathroom, and bumped into Su Wei, who was guarding the door and looking inside.
"Grandpa, when did you have this habit?"
Su Wei's face sank unhappily, but it was a pity that the immature face that belonged to a fourteen-year-old boy really didn't have any majesty. "Stinky girl, what nonsense, I'm calling you to eat."
"What to eat?" Su Mo dangled to the living room like a ghost, sat on the sofa, picked up the bun on the plate, and took a bite.
"How's it taste?" Su Wei looked nervous.
"No taste." Su Mo picked up the porridge, took the spoon, and mechanically sent it to his mouth one bite at a time.
"How can it be tasteless?" Su Wei picked up a bun, a bun with pure meat filling, and took a bite into it in his mouth, fragrant, full of meat. In order to show the deliciousness of the buns, Su Wei devoured and chewed, "It's delicious, it tastes good, and it's moderately salty." ”
Another steamed bun went down, and Su Wei, who was very sure that there was no problem with the steamed bun he made, felt more and more that it was Su Mo, a stinky girl, who was unhappy and deliberately found fault. Children can get used to everything, and they will never get used to temper.
brought a pot of soy sauce and put it heavily on the coffee table, Su Wei didn't believe it, so that Su Mo could still pretend. "It's tasteless, it's easy to do, pour soy sauce!"
Su Mo also seemed to feel reasonable, according to his own feelings, he naturally poured a full plate of soy sauce, picked up the buns, dipped them, and ate them in his mouth, there was no taste!
Su Mo frowned, pressed the remaining buns into the soy sauce and soaked them, and took a bite, but there was no taste.
"What's wrong?" Su Wei was dumbfounded, and an ominous premonition arose, making him feel inexplicably uneasy.
"Is it expired? No taste. ”
"No smell?" Su Wei's voice was sharpened and raised. Grabbed the bun, dipped it in soy sauce and took a bite, where is the tasteless? Su Wei looked at Su Mo with concern, hurriedly got up and went into the kitchen, and pulled for a long time, and the ping pong made a mess. Finally found an unopened tube of mustard in the cupboard. If he couldn't even taste this, Su Wei breathed a sigh of helplessness, Su Mo, this child, how sad he was because of the departure of the Netherworld, so he would suddenly lose his sense of taste?
"Try this." Su Wei quickly calmed down, walked back to the living room, and handed the things to Su Mo,
"Mustard." Su Mo instantly understood what Su Wei meant. Unscrew the lid with the fit, hook a big S on the bun, bite down, and chew carefully.
Su Wei's eyes were dripping, and nervously turned as Su Mo's lips squirmed. "How?"
Su Mo seemed to be sure of something, and quickly relieved. Taste seemed so insignificant to Su Mo now. Whether there is or not, it does not affect her life. "No taste."
Su Wei's face immediately became ugly. "Aside from the fact that you can't eat it, you don't feel sick at all?"
Although Sumo has repeatedly stated that it is nothing.
Su Wei was still not at ease, so he took Su Mo to the hospital. When the doctor asked, Su Mo gave a serious answer. Speaking of what medication you took last night? Su Mo thought about it, and seemed to realize that something was wrong. But no matter how inexplicable and incomprehensible it is, if you don't die, you have to live well.
Su Mo couldn't say exactly how much medicine she had taken, and what their names were. But no matter what you eat, a handful of portions is enough to go to the hospital for gastric lavage. The doctor was puzzled and puzzled, and prescribed a long list of examination items, asking Su Mo to perform a physical examination first.
The results of the examination were placed on the desk, and the doctor politely gave Su Mo sincere advice to see a psychiatrist and psychologist.
After tossing for so long, I gave such a painless conclusion! Su Wei jumped to his feet in anger and almost smashed the doctor's office.
The doctor-patient relationship, at this point, is indispensable to trouble the security guard. As soon as seven or eight men appeared, Su Wei, who was not tall at the age of fourteen, immediately lost his momentum. These people, two grandchildren, but none of them will take it seriously.
However, Su Mozhen didn't feel the need to do it because of this little thing. pulled Su Wei, who was blushing and thick-necked, out of the hospital.
The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone showed Anqi's phone. Su Mo picked up the phone and said "Hey".
On the phone, the general's slightly tired and hoarse voice came, "Su Mo, Anqi is missing." ”
"When?"
"I don't know, there are traces of black magic in Angel's villa."
"Where are you?" Su Mo's spirit was tense.
"Angel's villa."
"Wait for me, I'll be there shortly." Hanging up the phone, Su Mo looked at Su Wei, who was already sitting in the car, "My friend is missing." There are traces of the use of black magic at the scene. I have to make a trip. How are you? ”
"What else?" Su Wei stretched lazily, but there was an imperceptible glimmer in his eyes, "Nature with you." Dark magic, how much can you know as a little broken child. Anyway, my grandfather and I have lived for more than 200 years, so I am naturally well-informed. ”
Su Mo smiled as he curled his lips. Get into your battle-hardened little broken car and drive to Angel's villa.
Everything in the villa looked so normal, and the general and his two subordinates led Su Mo into Anqi's room. The comfortable bed in the room has a black mark of a six-pointed star. Su Mo stepped forward and dipped his finger in the black mark. There was no color on the hands, it wasn't drawn by any dye, it was just the mark left by the magic circle.
"What do you think?" Su Mo looked at the general with a grim expression.
"It's the Black Witch's teleportation array." The general's answer was simple.
Su Wei checked around and turned back to Su Mo's side. "There's something strange about it. The Black Witch has always been cautious and would never come here for no reason to kidnap an ordinary person who is of no use. Unless ......"
Su Mo observed the change in the general's facial expression, "Unless something happened to Anqi that we don't know about. Let her have a special value or meaning to the black witch. ”
The general met Su Mo's inquiring gaze and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, there is one thing that Anqi has always refused to let me tell you. I think it's necessary to tell you now...... Angel is no longer the Angel she used to be...... She's Jojo...... It's a combination of the original and the doppelganger......"
The story about Anqi was a bit long, but no one interrupted the general's story. Su Mo's gaze naturally fell on the photo at the head of the bed, and Anqi in the photo smiled brightly and freely.
Su Mo picked up the photo frame and stroked it slowly, is it that all the people around her are destined to encounter misfortune?