The hair burrows into the nostrils, runs up the nasal passages, and grabs through the cartilage.

Nasal twitching.

Pierced into the flesh.

Sting.

The muscles of the cheeks, tremors, twitches.

A black hair.

Thin.

Pointed.

Covered with gray, viscous bubbles.

Rolled up glasses frames.

Pull.

Pull.

The frame falls.

It landed on the carpet with a dull sound.

Obscure.

The only clear, an extremely fine strand, jet-black, sharp, constantly enlarged in front of the pupil.

Trying to turn heads.

Trying to close your eyes.

Body, uncontrolled.

Unable to move.

Unable......

Hair tied into the eyeballs.

……

"Ah!!!!!h

The wooden scimitar slashed straight down.

Liu Yong howled.

Dark pink round scalp shoes, the toe of the shoe is a little on the ground, the body jumps up lightly, and the pink pleated skirt marks a half arc in mid-air.

The black hair that spread on the ground, as if it was alive, intertwined and fluttered upward, trying to envelop the girl's body.

The scimitar rotates, and the blade floats in dark light.

Everywhere he went, the black hair burned into dark gray smoke and dissipated.

Jiang You rolled from the sofa to the ground, he reached out and touched the carpet a few times, touched the glasses, put them on, and the world became clear.

Liu Yong fell not far in front of him, his expression was painful, his face was sallow, and large pieces of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Jiang You raised his head, and under the attack of the wooden knife, his black hair gradually became weak and thin.

Jiang You stood up.

A strand of black hair floated towards the crack in the window.

The wooden knife flew by, slicing it in two.

One of them turned into black light and escaped, and Tang Butian was about to chase after it, when Liu Yong's body suddenly bounced up and crashed towards Jiang You.

Wooden knife whirlwind.

Tang Butian saw Jiang You's slightly chubby body deftly dodging backwards and sideways, and then leaned back and landed on the sofa, his legs lifted upward, rolled, and opened the distance between him and Liu Yong.

The wooden knife slashed at the back of Liu Yong's neck.

Liu Yong rolled his eyes a few times, and after his body twitched a few times, he lay down on the ground again.

Jiang You picked up the satchel that fell on the sofa, took out a pack of tissues from it, took out one, and wiped the blood from his nose, "Stuck points are bad habits, let me tell you, Officer Tang." ”

At this moment, the door to the lounge was pushed open again.

Jiang You and Tang Butian looked in the direction of the door at the same time.

Huang Xiting walked in with a pot of tea and a pot of hot water.

"Mr. Liu......" After seeing the scene in the lounge, Huang Xiting's voice was stuck, her eyes flickered over Jiang You and Tang Butian's faces, and she immediately turned around and raised her legs to run.

Wooden knives slashed at the door.

The door, closed.

The lock is automatically twisted on.

Huang Xiting turned her head, she looked at Jiang You and Tang Butian, her eyes were frightened and flustered, and her body trembled.

Suddenly, she felt the weight in her hand lighten, she turned her head sideways, and saw Jiang You taking the kettle and teapot in her hand.

Jiang You took a few steps forward, he put the kettle and tea pot on the coffee table, "The water that just boiled, it almost spilled," he glanced up at Huang Xiting, "You are wearing stockings, and you are going to spill on your legs, and you can't wear a skirt all summer." ”

Huang Xiting opened her mouth.

At that moment, the wooden knife struck her in the back.

Her eyes went black, and then she fell limply to the ground.

"You got it?" A cold voice sounded in Jiang You's ears.

Tang Butian's left hand stretched outward, and the wooden knife automatically flew back into her hand.

"What?"

Tang Butian pursed his lips.

"You mean fishing enforcement, and then I'm the bait thing?" Jiang You glanced at his white greasy legs bent on the carpet, "There is about half an hour left, and the press conference will be over." ”

"Ji Feng is outside, he will communicate with the organizer and take over the follow-up."

Jiang You thought for a while, "The one who made the transcript for me?" ”

Tang Butian nodded, she took down a rectangular palm-sized instrument pinned to her waist, she pressed the button on the side, Jiang You walked to her side, and watched the small piece of screen shake.

"Body camera?"

Black hair fluttering on the screen.

"You can put a ghost, this is a female ghost, such long hair ......" he wiped his nose with a tissue again, "It feels really bad." ”

"It can record spiritual power fluctuations." After confirming that all the pictures were taken, Tang Butian turned off the law enforcement recorder, "You have to make a record." ”

"Now?"

"Wait until it's all taken care of over there."

"I don't have to walk over by myself," Jiang You sat down on the sofa, he touched his stomach, "I feel a little hungry, can I send a WeChat message now?" My college classmate was still in the venue, and I originally made an appointment for supper......"

"Yes."

"Would you like to sit down for a while?"

"Sit down."

Jiang You stretched his upper body, he took out his mobile phone, and Yuan Shu had already chatted with him for several messages privately.

Yuan Shu: Did you get the prize? The so-called technical director on the stage now is completely ignorant of what he is saying.

Yuan Shu: Damn! There's a cop coming in! Where are you now?

He replied: I seem to have to make a note, you can leave first after the meeting.

Yuan Shu: What's going on?

Jiang You: I don't know that Liu Yong entered the lounge not long after the police came.

Yuan Shu: Okay, remember to send me a message when you get home today.

The corners of Jiang You's mouth curled slightly, "Don't worry, I look at the attitude of the police, it is estimated that it is just to go and shake it around, and the rake looks yellow this time." ”

Yuan Shu: Hahahahahahaha Universal celebration! Universal celebration!

Jiang You raised her head and saw that Tang Butian took out two pairs of handcuffs, she squatted on the ground and handcuffed Liu Yong and Huang Xiting respectively.

He lifted his glasses and asked, "So my short-sighted eyes are quite coveted?" ”

"That day, Daoist Qingyang left a spiritual power on your body. As soon as you enter the venue, he will notice you and then your eyes. ”

"I know that the money is not so easy to make, I think, I have to have a little right to know, what do you think, Officer Tang?"

Tang Butian stood up, "There must be a price to pay for driving ghosts, he has killed five people, he has reached the limit, and your eyes can make up for his loss," she turned around, her fingers gripping the hilt of the knife, "The spiritual power left on you has dissipated." ”

"Mean, I'm safe again?"

Tang Butian nodded.

"I still have a question," Jiang You sat up slightly straighter, "He attacked me, it only proves that he attempted to kill me, right......?"

"Hair. The ghost thing killed five people, and the evidence is conclusive. And what I needed was evidence that he drove the ghost. Now I've got it. ”

"Then I understand," Jiang You opened the satchel, he took out a soft packet of Vita lemon tea, he inserted the straw into it, he took a sip, "You handle the case so standardly, I feel very safe now, Liu Yong doesn't know about the Special Events Section?" ”

He noticed that Tang Butian's eyes darkened.

"If it's inconvenient to say, don't say it," he took another sip of lemon tea, and then pointed at Huang Xiting who was unconscious on the ground with his chin, "She's an ordinary person, what will happen to her?" ”

"See if she's involved. If not, some processing will be done with her memory. ”

Jiang You put his hands behind his head, "It's really good." ”

After sitting in the lounge for about half an hour, there was a knock on the door. Tang Butian opened the door, and Ji Feng stood outside the door.

Jiang You followed their car to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

After making the record at the Municipal Public Security Bureau, when I took a taxi back to the worm house, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Moonlight fell on the half-paved bluestone path.

The pond is babbling.

Jiang You walked to the door, took out the key, and was about to open the door when a strand of black hair hooked on the little finger of his left hand.

"I originally wanted to let you go," Jiang You sighed, "I didn't have such a good temper before. ”

The key shook and slammed into it with a crisp sound.

Hair strands are tangled.

Stuck into the skin.

Stuck bloodstains.

When it tried to burrow into Jiang You's body from the bloodstains, it suddenly shrank back and let out a terrible scream.

It's going to run.

Jiang You lifted it with the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

The black hair kept twisting.

Struggle.

Jiang You walked to the flower stand.

Fingertips rubbing.

Little by little, the black hair turned black and gray and landed in the pot.

Moonlight.

The flower disc of the sunflower slowly swings back.

On the plaque with the words "Lishuworm House" written on it, a black spider with a red thread on its back hangs down the silk thread.