It didn't take long for her to become so weak?

Seeing that her soul is like green smoke, it seems to blow lightly on a breath, and it will immediately disperse in the next second. I've seen a lot of ghosts, and Bao'er's state is undoubtedly a critical case of soul dispersion.

"Let's talk about it first."

I turned sideways to let Boa float through the door, locked the door with my backhand, and beckoned to her, leading her to the door of the corpse where the corpse was kept, and signaling her to come here.

Bao'er seemed to understand what I meant instantly, and needless to say, she picked the most yin place of the five elements and drilled into it to hide her figure. I see that she is so smart, and I admire this girl very much.

The location of the corpse warehouse in the funeral parlor is the most extremely yin, and it is the best place to nourish the soul for the little ghost with a weak soul. It is precisely because of such special geographical reasons and the influence of the magnetic field that this place is the most attractive to evil spirits, and there are often bold lonely ghosts and wild ghosts.

After a while, Boa's pale face peeked out from the wall, and it felt like a face had grown from the wall. The cold forced me to sniff my nose and wrap my clothes tightly to resist, only to feel a little warmth in my body, and then said, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Moreover, why is your soul so weak, and has it been hurt in any way? ”

In the dim light, Bao'er's pale and colorless face twitched slightly, her mouth seemed to want to say something, but she was afraid to tell me what to say, and she hesitated to fight her thoughts.

The white smoke from the cold storage floated out lightly, and I took a few deep breaths on the coldness, and couldn't help but say, "What do you want to say, hurry up!" The third watch came to me in the middle of the night, and it wouldn't be a leisurely opportunity to find me for tea. Since the decision has come, don't you want to tell me what the reason is? ”

Actually, don't blame me for speaking rudely, I'm a big man chatting with a ghost in the middle of the night, not mentioning the infiltration of people, just say that the funeral parlor's corpse vault is not a place for people, I spend time here might as well take a hot bath and sleep beautifully, I don't know if I can afford to wait for such a bad time.

"Yes......"

Bao'er bit her mouth and wanted to speak, but she was half-stuck again, her dark eyes were not as flexible as before, and she looked at me stunned, and the more she looked at me, the more she looked like a wild ghost.

No matter how well-behaved and cute Bao'er was before, the current Bao'er said that she was already a dead ghost, and she may not feel obvious when she usually laughed and laughed, but she was an authentic ghost, and she looked at me so anxiously that I was so angry that I couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over my body, and hurriedly said You really don't want to say that you just go back to rest early, I have to sleep.

Hearing that I was impatient, Bao'er finally shook her head wildly: "No, I can't leave now...... I'll tell you, but you have to make sure you don't think I'm lying, and find a way to protect me. ”

"What the hell is going on? I can't trust your honesty yet. I finally got curious, and I crossed my arms and waited impatiently for her to continue.

Bao'er exhaled softly, her expression showed fear and fear, and she said word by word: "This matter is very long, and it has something to do with us, although it may be difficult to judge whether it is right or wrong, but I must tell you something."

Everything starts from the day Bao'er is still alive. When the man came, Bao'er was fine, although she was affected by evil qi all day, but there was nothing unusual about the person.

However, what Boa didn't expect was that the painter would start planning a shocking conspiracy on the first day of her death.

The ultimate purpose of this conspiracy is unknown to anyone, including Bao'er, who snoops on every night. come

And since the painter lost her help, the gallery's business began to decline day by day. A painter who sees painting as everything racks his brains to reinvigorate his paintings. But it's not that easy.

Painting is born from the heart, and when the heart is messed up, how to restore vitality. The exhibition competition was rude one after another, and all voices began to question the professionalism of the painter.

The painter has tried countless ways to calm his mind and try to return to his previous level, but he is no longer the same as before. Failure after failure, blow after blow.

The painter can only go crazy in unwillingness and resentment every day, until one day a person suddenly and mysteriously appears, single-handedly changing everything.

I thought that this person was kind-hearted, but this was Bao'er's whimsy. She didn't expect that this person's hand was reaching out to her, and his kindness was just to take what they needed, and it was at that time that she knew that this person was called an evil person.

As soon as you hear it, you are not a person on the orthodox path.

The evil man is not simple, and his purpose is even more elusive. At first, the cult people did not appear particularly often, but when the painter became more and more lonely, the cult people visited almost every day.

"Did you do anything to you back then? Did you follow or find out where he came from? I couldn't help but ask.

If you are not a friend, frequent contact with a stranger, and you are willing to do your best to help him, isn't this a pie-in-the-sky story?

Bao'er shook her white face, lowered her head and said, "His whereabouts are very strange, and as soon as I get closer, I feel an indescribable oppression." Besides, I was locked up in the house, and it was rare for me to get out of that house, so I never knew what was going on with this person. Later......"

Boa continued.

As time passed, Bao'er gradually realized that something was wrong, and she felt an unspeakable fear of this person.

She was a yin and yang physique when she was alive, and her natural five senses were sensitive, and she sniffed out this person's demonic aura. She was terrified, and desperately needed another person to help her, knowing that she was not even afraid of ghosts, and that there must be something terrible to ask for someone who was not afraid of ghosts.

After thinking about it, Bao'er told Xu Yun'er about the matter.

But Xu Yun'er didn't believe her words at all, although Bao'er hinted at her many times, but in her opinion, this person was a normal ordinary person, but seeing Bao'er and a pervert who had been peeping at the evil people, she couldn't help but be faintly worried about Bao'er's crazy state.

But it was just a few words of comfort to her so that she didn't have to be suspicious, but then he didn't take her words to heart.

"What should I do? If no one helps me, I'm going to die......" Bao'er's big black eyes looked at me blankly, like a bottomless abyss that can suck into people's souls.

Coupled with the bleak tone, my scalp couldn't help but tense, and I looked away and looked down to think about Bao'er's words.

The warehouse was silent for a while, and only the humming sound of the machine was heard, which was the sound of the cold box being made. I stopped talking, and Bao'er seemed to understand my thoughts, so she quietly stopped talking and waited quietly for me to think......