The crowd outside suddenly rioted.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"That's it, it's weird!"

"Security! What about security? ”

"There's a woman covered in blood! I saw a woman covered in blood! ”

"What's the situation, what are you shouting about!"

All kinds of shouts continued to sound from the crowd layer after layer.

Jiang Futing's heart sank, he and Bai Tang were striding in the direction of the outside at this time, but everyone suddenly became agitated, these people were uneasy, walking around in the dark with only the faint light of their mobile phones.

The two of them were constantly blocked by the surging crowd in front of them, or they were bumped into from time to time behind them.

They hadn't gone a few steps when the screams of fear came like the waves of the sea.

"I saw it! I saw it too! There really are women! There is blood, there is blood everywhere! ”

"Isn't it a ghost? There are ghosts! ”

"Let's go, get out of this place!" I don't know who suddenly screamed like this.

There was a "boom" at the gate, and something heavy was slammed shut in an instant.

The only faint light on the edge of the doorway was completely cut off, and everyone in the hall was in a state of great unease.

"What's going on! Why can't the door open! ”

"Security! Open the door, you can't get out! The door is shut! ”

"Ahhhh What's that?!"

"Don't push me! I'm going to fall! ”

It was obviously a closed space, but bursts of cold and faint cold wind kept blowing through everyone's ears, and goosebumps instantly spread from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

A group of people continued to let out all kinds of frightened howls, and the position that had been orderly a second ago suddenly became chaotic.

"Something is wrong." Bai Tang said solemnly, there were too many people in the venue, and he couldn't do it casually like he usually caught ghosts.

"Can you elicit it out?" Jiang Futing asked in a deep voice.

When Bai Tang heard this, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, and Jiang Futing gave him a strange look.

That cigarette didn't need to be lit, Bai Tang took a puff on the cigarette butt.

In the darkness, the color of his lips contrasted greatly with the space around him, and he gently exhaled a curling white smoke.

The smoke spread out like a net, covering the entire venue.

"Ah!!!!h

"Boom !!!"

Suddenly there was a shrill and piercing child's cry in their ears, like the uncomfortable feeling of being constantly hung by a blunt object grinding metal, and piercing their souls.

Everyone present clenched their ears uncomfortably, and those who could not bear it almost fainted when they heard it.

A pair of miserable little white hands slowly crawled out one after another from under the cloth under the table, from the corners of the stools, at the back of the feet, and even from the center of the stage, revealing their thin bodies.

Every child had a pale face, no whites of their eyes, all of them were pitch black.

The moment the white smoke contaminated them, it was like a fire, making a clattering sound

Layers of black gas kept coming out of their bodies.

Jiang Futing looked at this terrifying picture with some consternation.

"Tonight's harvest is great, so many imps are hiding here." The bright peach blossom eyes are completely different from the excitement of others, shining, these are all achievements! Dry out the rhythm of the one-month indicator at once.

Jiang Futing looked at Bai Tang's completely opposite reaction to everyone, and his dark eyes looked at him deeply.

Bai Tang familiarly took a rag bag that he also carried last time, opened the seal of the draw, waved his hand, and a group of imps who appeared for less than three seconds were casually pocketed by him.

Then, with a sharp slick of his slender fingers, he patted the still shriveled rag bag with satisfaction.

The temperature around him suddenly improved a lot, the cold feeling was no longer as exaggerated as it was just now, and the chaotic crowd had a faint tendency to quiet down.

"Let's go, go on." Bai Tang licked his lips contentedly, and the interest on his face was quite good.

At this moment, a man's miserable and abrupt wail sounded from the outfield again: "Chen! Chen Jianan! ”

"Who! What are you shouting about, where did Chen Jiannan come from! Didn't she die early! ”

"I think I saw it too!"

"! Could it be that the female ghost I just saw is also Chen Jianan! ”

"Help! Help me! Help me! The man's voice, which had just lost his voice in terror, screamed again in a heart-rending voice.

The fear in that voice was like a cry from the depths of hell, hitting everyone's nerves over and over again.

The people around him were impatient with abuse from the beginning, and slowly did not dare to speak again. With each call, the breath began to fade until it was finally no longer heard.

There was a sudden silence around him, and everyone could guess his fate in unison.

"Dead?" The crowd didn't know who spoke first.

The surging crowd suddenly exploded.

"Security! What do the security guards eat! Go and save people! ”

"That's right! Why is the security guard so useless, and he didn't come out to help just now! ”

However, at this time, all the security guards were standing trembling by the wall with white faces, their bodies trembling constantly, and the clothes on their bodies had already been wet with fear.

Bai Tang reacted to something from the moment that scream began, and he took Jiang Futing and quickly ran in the other direction.

Jiang Futing followed Bai Tang into the corridor behind the stage without leaving an inch, and the cold air rushed to his face in an instant.

There was a large patch of dazzling red blood that had been dragged on the ground, spreading all the way to the depths of the corridor, and even if he was mentally prepared, the terrifying picture still made Jiang Futing hold his breath.

The smell of blood robbed almost the entire sense of smell in the nasal cavity, and the thick smell of rust was deeply imprinted in my mind.

"Concentrate." Bai Tang's bright voice was like a clear spring pouring down from his soul, and the discomfort instantly faded a lot.

Jiang Futing did as he said, and the strange feeling when he was contemplating was very similar to the meditation he had unintentionally entered when he was on the sixth floor of the dormitory.

A few breaths, etc

When he opened his eyes again, everything in the hallway was back to normal, and the bloody images were gone.

This illusion again, Jiang Futing frowned.

"It's very angry, did anyone call it?" Bai Tang was standing casually against the wall at the moment, and his suit was dressed casually by him.

He was in no habit of buttoning up, and his shirt was loosely tucked inside.

Seeing that Jiang Futing's whole person in the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder was not good, the voice of a woman's eager conversation came from the Bluetooth headset, and then relayed to Bai Tang: "It's almost there." ”

Bai Tang nodded, and his fingertips did not shy away from making some saliva in his mouth, and then scribbled something on his other palm, and pressed it on the wall casually after painting.

As soon as she finished these movements, Meng Sihua ran behind them panting, she kept breathing slowly, and the sides of her cheeks were stained with a thick flush from the rapid flow of blood.

Before she could swallow the breath in her mouth, she asked impatiently, "Where is my daughter?" ”

"It's inside, I just restrained her." Bai Tang explained slowly.

Meng Sihua looked at him gratefully, "Heavenly Master, can she really be reincarnated, you must help her, I know it's wrong for her to kill so many people!" I can help her carry these debts, as long as I can let her reincarnate with peace of mind, I can do anything. ”

"As long as you persuade her, everything is easy to talk about to dissolve the resentment, otherwise it will be more than a matter of transformation." Bai Tang walked in front and said as he led the way.

Then he stopped again in an open place, and pressed his palm against the wall as if it had just happened.

A woman covered in blood was opening her eyes wide in anger at the moment, her body was firmly fixed in mid-air by black lines, and a middle-aged man with eyes was lying on the ground who had fainted.

She roared at Bai Tang like a beast, and her resentful eyes almost devoured Bai Tang alive.

"Look." Bai Tang said helplessly to Meng Sihua.

Even Meng Sihua was taken aback by Chen Jianan's terrifying appearance, but the person in front of her was her daughter after all, a piece of meat that fell from her body, and a person she had watched grow up with hard work for more than 20 years.

Although she was afraid, Chen Jiannan made her heart even more painful.

Meng Sihua cautiously stretched out her trembling hand, her movements were extremely gentle, for fear of frightening the person in front of her, Chen Jiannan was like this when she was sick, hiding a mother's deep love and tenderness.

And at the moment when that hand was about to touch Chen Jianan, the bloody body trembled suddenly, and then struggled violently.

Meng Sihua was so frightened that he almost withdrew his hand, but gritted his teeth.

The originally fragile woman was extremely firm at this time, and despite the resistance of Chen Jianan, who was demented, her soft hands suddenly penetrated the moment she was about to touch her bloody face.

She forgot that her daughter was a dead man.

Tears suddenly poured down from his eyes, and the string in his heart could no longer be tightened: "Jia Nan, Jia Nan!" I'm a mom, I'm a mom! Don't you remember me? ”

The struggling bright red body was suddenly stunned, and the blood-red hollow eyes were filled with imitation at this time.

Meng Sihua saw that she had some reactions, and continued to sobble with the only little hope: "Jianan, do you remember?" I'm Mom, Jianan. ”

The skull finally reacted, and slowly lifted it up stiffly and woodenly.

"Jianan! Jianan! I know how you forgot about your mother, look at me, do you know how much your mother misses you? ”

Under the guidance of the other party's voice, the ethereal eyes slowly met Meng Sihua's already crying face.

Meng Sihua happily stretched out her hands to touch Chen Jianan's cheeks, she knew that she couldn't touch them, but she was already content, very content.

The hands trembled lightly with excitement, and the blood-red eyes faintly showed some signs of fading, and began to refocus, and softly murmured out a familiar voice that had been thinking about it for a long time: "Mom? ”

Meng Sihua's body instantly froze for a second, looking at her in a daze.

The voice was as distant to her as it had been in the last century.

When the woman heard the voice, she sat down on the ground and suddenly began to cry: "Jianan! Jianan! It's me, it's Mom! ”

(End of chapter)