Souls, souls that possess fish, souls that have disappeared since returning from the ashes,

"What the hell are you doing with me?" Mo Wuwen breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was not a demon.

"Why do you always do bad things to me?" The soul is still weak.

"I'm bad for you."

"You couldn't be a ghost for me!"

"This ,..." was unheard of and speechless.

"When I return to the world from the Gray Realm, I forget my own appearance, what should I do?" The confused soul pursed its lips and looked at the dark night sky with resentful eyes.

"You can't even remember what you look like, so how can I know what you look like?"

"I just remember I had a black mole on my face."

"Ah, you killed for the mole?" This can make Mo Wuwen more than shocked, looking at the soul's face is indeed pale cheeks have a white spot, maybe it is a mole.

"I didn't kill anyone else, I killed myself!"

"The people you want to kill are innocent people, but they have the same mole as you, and that's the reason?" Mo Wuwen really wanted to grab it and beat it well.

"I don't care, just don't hurt me!" The angry soul suddenly drifted away.

"It's not good, is the soul here to hunt down Wei Dingjun and his nephew." Thinking of this, he quickly pulled his legs and ran back to the hospital.

As soon as he ran to the hospital, he heard a noisy noise, and Mo Wuwen also squeezed in to see his nephew break free from everyone's pull and rush upstairs.

Mo Wuwen followed without thinking, and his nephew ran to the window and jumped down, and the quick-eyed Mo Wuwen grabbed his arm.

"Help...", he shouted loudly outside the window, but thankfully his father came to help pull him back into the window.

He was pulled back by the window, and his whole body trembled and looked at them with terrified eyes, "Why am I outside the windowsill." ”

His father shook his head and sighed, wondering what had stimulated the child to become delirious, and they took turns guarding him in order to prevent him from looking for a short-sighted sight.

The soul should be the damn soul again, and he can't tell the truth at the end of the day, so he can only look around for traces of the soul.

The body of the soul is taken away by the demon, and it is unknown whether it is occupied by the demon or abandoned by the demon in some corner of the world. In order for himself to be reincarnated as soon as possible, even if the soul cannot drive the demon out of his body, then let the demon and his body be destroyed together.

"It's none of my business." When Mo Wuwen walked to the corner of the corridor, a weak voice floated behind him, and when he turned around, he found that the soul was indeed in the hospital.

"You!" Mo Wuwen was angry, but he punched over, and his soul flashed and explained to him, "It's really not me this time, I was still with you just now, why did I attack him so quickly." ”

Mo Wuwen was also stunned for a moment, what it said was right, isn't it who it will be?

"It looks like this person in the hospital isn't me." The soul muttered to itself.

"I'll help you find your body, as long as you don't hurt anyone else."

"I didn't kill anyone, the one who drowned was he who accidentally slipped into the water and drowned."

"Think about how you can kill yourself if the demon possesses you." Mo Wuwen knew that the truth could not be persuaded to stop indulging, and he could only explain it directly.

"So what do I do? Am I destined to be a lonely soul..."The anger of the soul gradually subsided, and he began to accept the reality calmly.

"What do you remember about yourself?" Mo Wuwen wants to know more about it, and if he finds its body, he may be able to uncover the secrets of the demon remnants of the world.

"I just remember that I had a black mole."

"I'll help you find it, but don't go around killing people with black moles."

"Hmm."

Dididi, WeChat message prompt sound. Mo Wuwen took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Li Xiaohe's message "Master, come to the Royal No. 1 KTV301 box to sing"

Even if the soul promised not to mess around anymore, then he could also go for a walk, and the Royal One was in the bustling city center, and he would arrive soon.

As soon as I entered, the welcome lady greeted me with a smile, "Hello, sir." ”

"Box 301." When I didn't hear the answer, I saw a back walking by, and I couldn't remember who it was because of the familiar feeling.

When he pushed open the door of the box, there was a roaring voice: "What a ghost legend, what a ghostly demon, only the heron eagle is singing in the shadows......"

Oh my God, they're actually singing this song that scared his heart.

"Master, come and get to know my friend." Li Xiao and drunkenly handed over a bottle of beer.

Mo Wuwen took the beer and gently touched everyone's bottles to bottles, who knew that someone was drunk and stumbled when he came over, and the wine bottle was broken, and there were pieces of beer and glass on the ground.

Hearing the sound, a person with a manager's sign immediately pushed the door and came in to inquire about the room, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay to break the bottle."

The man paused when he saw Mo Wuwen's eyes and immediately turned away, but Mo Wuwen clearly saw his appearance, there was a black mole on his face!

Mo Wuwen immediately bounced up from the sofa and rushed out of the door to take a look, there were people in the corridor, but he didn't see the manager who had just entered the room.

No one was found, and just as he continued to walk forward, he suddenly saw a tower-like security guard in front of him, and his cold eyes turned to him and said, "The customer stops." ”

The moment he turned around, he felt a gust of wind blowing, and in a hurry, he jumped forward to dodge the knife-like wind. The fist, the man's fist was as big as a hammer.

Mo Wuwen didn't have time to stand up, lying down and kicking his calf, only to hear the screaming that the tower fell to the ground, and the sound of banging scared everyone out of the box and thought it was an earthquake.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. Everyone continued to drink and sing. The manager hurriedly came out of the room with a smiling face.

The manager's smile is very standard, but when he laughs, the black mole is particularly conspicuous, which makes the last Wuwen feel very weird. He secretly took out the demon refining pot to see if he was a demon, but the manager had long since disappeared.

Mo Wuwen returned to the box with doubtful thoughts, the messy ground had been cleared, and everyone was still drinking and singing.

The door of the box slowly opened, but no one came in, the door slowly closed, the lights dimmed, and gradually the box exuded an eerie coldness that made people get goosebumps.

Could it be that the air conditioner is turned on too much, and Mo Wuwen is ready to call the waiter to take a look.

Suddenly there was a power outage, and the box was pitch black, but the drunken man continued to howl in the dark with a microphone without a microphone.

But the wary Mo Wuwen quickly turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and saw a thick liquid seeping from the bottom of the door, and a pungent smell of gasoline.

"Oh no, get out!" Mo Wuwen rushed to the door, but he couldn't open it no matter how he pulled or pushed, and the door was locked. The singer seemed to be awakened by the fright, and in a panic, he lifted the coffee table and smashed it.

The door shook with a bang, but it was still closed, and the smell of gasoline was getting stronger, and if they were ignited, it would be doom tonight.

The lighters did not dare to light them, so they could only use the flashlights of their mobile phones to find out if there was another exit, and all the windows were covered with iron bars, and they could not open them with their hands.

Outside the box, there was a loud noise, and I couldn't understand what to say through the wall, but I finally heard a pop, and the flames lit and crackled, and the box was on fire.

"Get your clothes wet and get your head out of the hood." Mo Wuwen was ready to rush out of the burning wall.

"Quick, follow me." A weak voice sounded on the left side of the box, and white shadows flickered, and the soul that had lost its body floated from nowhere.

Ahem, cough, coughing, everyone squeezed to the left side, but there were no doors and windows at all, and people couldn't get out of the cracks in the room!

"Remove that cabinet." When you push it away, you can see that the sticks are embedded in the wall, like a wooden ladder.

Mo Wuwen didn't want to take the brunt of the climb down in the pitch black, and the smoke was getting thicker and thicker. Before the cabinet was completely burning, everyone left the box and grabbed the wooden ladder and went down.

"Push the wall on the left." The soul said hurried on the wooden ladder.

When I opened it, I found that it was an underground warehouse, full of drinks and other things, and there was a small door on the steps on the left side of the room.

"How do you know this place so well?" Mo Wuwen was very surprised, if it didn't lead the way, they would probably all be buried in the fire today.

"I remember I used to be the manager of Royal One. I was persecuted by them because I didn't want to go along with them and force me into a prostitute. This passage is for customers to escape when the police come to investigate. ”

"We will surely get justice for you today." The end of the unheard swore and said.

"Open the door and you'll be able to go up." The soul flew to the door and shouted that the end was unheard, and everyone ran after him.

"Knock knock knock" There was a sound of urgent footsteps coming from above outside the door, and Mo Wuwen grabbed the shovel on the ground and booed softly at everyone.

The door was opened, and the unheard shovel smashed on the back of his head, and the tower-like black shadow slammed into the pitch-black ground.

As they walked down the stairs, they found that the fire had spread into the hall, and the manager saw them running out of the door in panic.

The shovel in Mo Wuwen's hand smashed past and hit the manager's foot condyle, and the manager fell to the ground with an ouch.

The manager who fell to the ground suddenly laughed wildly, "You killed me, and it wasn't me who died, haha." ”

"If I can't get the demon out of my body, I won't be able to return to my body." The soul said helplessly.

Mo Wuwen thought that it was a demon and didn't need to accept it without the demon refining pot, and quickly took out the demon refining pot and yelled at the manager, "You go to die!" ”

But the manager still smiled weirdly, "Haha, I'm not leaving, I'm a human, your demon refining pot can't accept me, unless you kill me." As soon as the words fell, he was about to stand up, but the sound of the bang made Li Xiaohe smash him with a chair.

The fire grew stronger and stronger, and even the door of the hall began to burn when he didn't go out.

"You go." The soul's voice grew weaker and weaker, but it was said very firmly.

"Shall we carry you out?" Mo Wuwen pointed to the manager and said to the soul, after all, it was the shell of the soul. But carrying it out is equivalent to saving the demon out, how is this good?