The shirt was torn open, and the chest wrap was torn off.

The girl is in good shape, and even if she is lying flat, the two small hills on her chest are still upright. The skin is very white, and it belongs to the kind of sickly white that is not exposed to the sun all year round. It's a little thinner, more than one meter six or five tall, but only weighs more than seventy pounds, less than eighty pounds, and the ribs are clearly visible lying flat.

Meng Fan didn't appreciate the girl's figure, but kept staring at the red mark in the valley. It is finger long, pencil thick, and the two ends are light and red in the middle, which belongs to the kind of red, the same as the one that has just been painted with cinnabar.

The faint sense of gloom came from the red seal, and the reason why Meng Fan tore the girl's clothes was that he felt that the gloom on her chest was the strongest.

Meng Fan stretched out his hand, brushed aside the girl's twin peaks, and lightly pressed on the red seal, his eyes were slightly closed, and an indescribable sense of depression came from the palm of his hand, and the surrounding air felt hazy.

When I opened my eyes again, the scenery around me had completely changed, and the bright living room was gone, replaced by a small dark room. The pink walls, pink rag dolls, white big hugging bears, beautiful Barbie dolls, pink sheets, and even the slippers next to the bed are pink red panda patterns.

At a glance, you can see that the little girl's room is full of warmth and romance, and the child's innocence and cuteness. But the atmosphere in the room was unusually depressing, and under the dim vision, Meng Fan noticed a little girl curled up in the corner, and the clothes on her body were pink and fluffy sleepy.

The little girl looks quite familiar, very similar to the girl brought by Director Du, with the same melon seed face, big eyes, long hair, and white skin. Especially a pair of eyes. People who study art pay attention to a portrait when painting a human head, and what is a portrait is that people can see who you are drawing at first glance. How to let others see who it is, this has to be characteristic.

By capturing the features of a person's face, even if the drawing is not so accurate, it is easy to identify which model is being drawn. Everyone has their own facial features, whether the head is long or square, whether the eyes are large or small, whether the face is a national character face or an oval face, whether the chin is pointed or round, whether the lips are thin or thick, and whether the cheekbones are high or short, are all facial features of a person.

Andy with a hooked nose, Fan Ye with an awl face, a girl with conjoined eyebrows, and Grandpa Mao with a mole on his chin, these are all characteristics, no matter what is beautiful or ugly at first glance, it is often the easiest to distinguish from others.

The little girl is characterized by a pair of large eyes, which are unusually bright. But now, he looked at Meng Fan with horror and pleading.

Beside the little girl, there is another person, none of whom can be said to be human, but a vague shadow, exactly like the little girl. Bending over with his head bowed to his side, he whispered in the little girl's ear.

looked at Meng Fan's eyes, but there was resentment and gloom.

"Three corpse gods?" Meng Fan was surprised, although he didn't know why such a term suddenly popped up in his mind. I think it should be the result of his inheritance of the Guanyin Master's lineage. Just like when he first saw the big yellow dog spitting demon pills and absorbing aura, he thought of demon beasts at first sight.

The three corpse gods are the three worms or three gods that live in the human body, divided into three parts, the upper, middle and lower, respectively in the brain, chest and soles of the feet. People who are unstable will often hear the sound of someone talking in their ears, and after a long time, they will even be disturbed by their spirits, talk to them, and have hallucinations in front of their eyes. This is what is called neurosis and schizophrenia in the medical field. People with unstable souls and weak nerves are the most susceptible to the influence of the Three Corpse Gods.

When Meng Fan said this noun, the vague shadow shook obviously, and he accelerated his speech and whispered in the girl's ear. Meng Fan couldn't hear what it was saying, but the little girl shook her head, covered her ears, and resisted desperately.

Meng Fan hurriedly walked over and punched the black shadow, which dissipated instantly after beating violently.

But soon, they regathered and appeared on the other side of the room, and they couldn't be killed! opened his mouth, revealing his long black pointed teeth, and pounced on Meng Fan.

Sure enough, it was impossible to deal with these ghosts without aura, Meng Fan clenched his fist, mobilized the aura in his body, gathered on his fist, and punched the black shadow that rushed in.

Useful!

The shadow let out a tearing scream, twisted into a ball, and flew out of the room. Meng Fan hurriedly chased out, but found that except for the room, it was pitch black outside, and he couldn't see anything at all.

Turning back to the room, Meng Fan looked at the little girl with pity, reached out and touched her little head, and said, "It's okay, the evil ghost ran away, and I won't come to you again in the future." ”

The little girl trembled and looked up at him, her eyes were full of tears, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Meng Fan was rare and gentle, squatted down, and gently hugged the little girl to comfort her.

But I don't want to "snap!" With a crisp sound, Meng Fan suddenly felt a hot pain on his face, followed by a frightened girl's scream.

Outside the door, Old Man Wang and Old Qin were muttering on the side, listening to the meaning, it seemed that it was the last bet. Old man Wang said: "Meng Fan eats soft and not hard, if you lose, give me a hundred yuan." ”

Qin Lao didn't give it, and said: "He can only say that he doesn't eat hard now, and he can't tell if it's soft, and the bet doesn't tell the winner, so I don't lose." ”

The two old men fought over who would win or lose, and Du Fenghui waited anxiously by the door. The crisp sound and screams immediately attracted the attention of the three people, and Old Man Wang hurriedly walked to the door, slammed the door and asked, "Meng boy, what are you doing?" ”

The door opened, and the handprint on the left side of Meng Fan's face was clear.

The three of them looked behind him, their faces blue.

Director Du didn't say anything, and hurriedly ran over and hugged the girl, Du Han cried in his arms, accusing Meng Fan of hooliganism, and said, "Dad, that bastard, hooligan, he insulted me." ”

Old Man Wang's face was dark, and his hands were trembling when he pointed at Meng Fan, and he held back his words for a while, saying, "Lawless, you kid is too lawless." ”

Meng Fan blinked, too lazy to explain to him, and heard Du Fenghui say in surprise: "Xiaohan, do you know Dad?" Can you talk? ”

The two old men immediately looked at the girl, and when they saw that the upper half of their bodies were still naked, they quickly twisted their faces to the side.

The girl cried loudly, and it took a while to stop crying, and she put on her clothes, and covered her hands in front of her chest, curling up as if she had palpitations.

"Mr. Meng, what did you do, thank you so much, is the little girl's illness cured?" Du Fenghui smiled a little awkwardly, and his tone was quite polite, and he used an honorific title. Although he didn't say anything just now, he blamed Meng Fan in his heart, but now he understands that people are not insulting his daughter at all.

Meng Fan covered half of his face, sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at the two old men's eyes slanted. said: "It's just that there is no problem for the time being, I dare not say if it is good or not, I have to observe and observe." ”

"What is the little girl's illness?" Du Fenghui asked.

Meng Fan said: "It's a mental problem, you can live here for a period of time, or you can go back, if you get sick again, bring her to me too." ”

Du Fenghui thought about it, looked down at Du Han in his arms, and said, "I can't live here for a long time, otherwise, can the little girl live here temporarily?" How long will it take? ”

Meng Fan said: "It's hard to say, your daughter's illness is not an ordinary illness, I can't cure her now, how long it will take for me to completely cure her, I don't know." ”

If he can't say something, he can say healed at most. I can't tell them when I will enter the Jindan realm, and when will I be able to completely suppress the three corpse gods in her body, right?

If these words were to be said, it would be estimated that the three old fellows should wonder if he was insane.

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