"Hey, Wu Qian." I don't care if Wu Qian's bastard is sleeping, or if he's still chatting with his sister, I'm really in a hurry to find him now.

Although I also called him with the mentality of giving it a try, it was picked up not long after the phone rang, which was obviously a bit of a surprise.

"What's the matter?" Wu Qian's voice sounded lazy, obviously just waking up, but it quickly regained its cold tone.

So this spicy chicken Wu Zhen is still sleeping so soundly.

"The ghost feeder is looking for me again," I'm a little angry, but why should I be angry, this has nothing to do with Wu Qian, it has nothing to do with it at all.

"Oh," Wu Zhen just sighed, and there was no response.

I thought he would say something, but the man didn't say anything more, so I waited for about a minute, and was silent.

"Damn, don't you have anything to say," I was angry.

"You're looking for me, not me." Wu Zhen is very reasonable.

"Okay, what happens to the souls that are eaten by the ghosts." I had to take the initiative to ask him questions, because this man was a piece of wood, and he still cherished words like gold.

"Dead." Wu Qian replied, "Not into reincarnation." ”

"Oh, goodbye." I snapped and hung up.

I'm still very angry, Xiaohua's shadow has been lingering in my mind, in addition to her cute appearance, there is also her terrible appearance after turning into a ghost, but I can accept these.

Even if Xiaohua died, I don't think it's so strange, after all, life and death are fate, the problem is that Xiaohua was eaten and swallowed by the man in black, and Xiaohua will never appear again.

I'm not angry with anyone now, I'm angry with myself.

But what the hell is the man in black looking for me, I also said last time that I was here to pass the word, and this time I came to pass the word again.

took Zhu Ying away last time, but this time he directly devoured Xiaohua's soul.

I'd rather I'd never been exposed to these things, and it doesn't matter what happens, who lives or dies, or who is gone, it doesn't matter to me.

I may live this life with nothing and worry about other things, but I will never worry about trivial things outside of this life to this extent.

Before I met Wu Qian and them, I was worried about what to eat at noon and what to eat at night, how to clear this game, when this drama would end, and so on.

But after meeting Wu Qian and them, I have a lot of problems, in addition to avoiding ghosts, I also have to communicate with ghosts, and now I am still worried about the life and death of ghosts.

Even, like this one, I have been hospitalized more than once, and I can't even protect my own life.

I don't wonder Wu Qian, if he hadn't arranged the safety air cushion in advance this time, my life would probably be over, but now there are victims again.

I always think it's not a good thing for the appearance of that ghost feeder, and I don't know what kind of moth will be done this time.

I left the TV on, irritable, tossing and turning, not falling asleep, sleeping very lightly, until the TV shows came down.

The sizzling sound of electricity woke me up, and I jerked my eyes open.

That's when I felt sleepy, and I couldn't open my eyes.

The door was opened a crack and a cold wind blew in, a little cold.

I struggled to get out of bed, trying to close the door and go back to sleep.

Really, I yawned and didn't remember when I walked to the door.

I did close the door when I came in last night, and the reason why I remember it so clearly is because I have always had the habit of locking the door, and the key is still hanging on the doorknob!

So how does this door open?

I felt a chill down my spine and subconsciously looked into the bathroom.

The bathroom had the lights off, and there was a large floor-to-ceiling mirror that was just in time to see me.

How could there be anyone else, I stared at it for a long time without noticing the abnormality, and then I felt that it was my own psychology, so I reached out and closed the door.

But the next second, I fell to the ground as if I had been struck by electricity.

Weakness.

"What are you doing!" I noticed that my voice was becoming limp.

It was the nurse, the nurse who often came to my room, and she was holding a stun baton in her hand, which was not exactly what she did.

However, the nurse looked at the ceiling as if she was being controlled, and I knew that this was another person who was being controlled.

"Who's it, come out." I just felt a little dizzy in my head, but I could make out my bearings and my body was regaining consciousness.

"Hahahaha," the man in black appeared next to the nurse out of thin air, smiling grimly.

"Why are you here again!" I drank.

This person is simply ghostly, he just came to spread the word, why did he appear in my house again now, and he was still playing tricks.

"Me? No, no, no. The man in black laughed, "It's not me you're seeing. ”

"Oh, so what are you going to do?" I pressed my waist, and it still hurt, and this thing dared to attack my waist to see that I didn't burn him to death.

"I don't do anything, I'm just here to greet the former adult." The man in black came with such a sentence without a head.

Neurotic, I scolded and slowly stood up.

"You're looking for the wrong person," I replied, "I don't know you." ”

"Hehe, the noble man forgets things, it's okay, I just remember it," the man in black had no face and no skin, and his face was intoxicated, "You are still as you were before, exuding divine brilliance all over your body." ”

"Since I heard about your traces, I did not hesitate to violate the rules of my master and came to see you." The man in black slowly approached me.

I had to mobilize my soul fire to deal with it.

"Ouch," the man in black paused, "it seems that the rumors are true. ”

"Don't waste such a good thing, you might as well reward the small one." The man in black clapped his palms, and I heard movement at the door, it was the footsteps of a person, it seemed that he was not just controlling a person!

As I stared at the man in black, I tried to reach for the door, but I was too late, and a miserable white hand came in and got stuck in the crack of the door.

Originally, my left hand was injured, and now I have a hand to pull the door, I still have the confidence and strength, but no matter how hard I use this hand, the owner of the hand has never said a word, as if it is a dead thing.

As soon as this idea came out, I suddenly felt that my body was unusually hot, and I was on the side.

Speaking of which, I don't have a good feeling for ghosts, but I'm not afraid, what I'm really afraid of is zombies and zombies, and this hand gives me a bad feeling.

"Ahh I screamed, and the hand was about to be broken, but the master still didn't let go.

The man in black clapped his hands again, accompanied by a strange rhythm.

Another finger came through the crack in the door, very small, like a child, still moving, clutching something, but there was no sound.

"My lord, open the door, this is my gift to my lord, take a look, my lord, if it suits your appetite." The man in black really can't open a pot, and he is still talking about these disgusting things at this time.

I felt a huge push outside the door, and I had to lean up against the door, but the force outside the door only increased.

At this time, the man in black whistled.

At that moment, I fell to the ground again, and a feeling of paralysis spread throughout my body.

The door was opened all at once, this was not the corpse of the morgue? Some have threads on their necks, faces, and hands......

Wear numbered clothes!

What the hell is this man in black trying to do?

"Holy!" I was dizzy, but I couldn't help but curse.

"Your Excellency is satisfied." The man in black kicked violently, and the nurse flew out of my head, and soon I was surrounded by corpses, and I saw that the nurse's originally young complexion instantly turned into a dead gray like a corpse.

"Your Majesty wants to become the nourishment of these dead bodies," the man in black crouched down and whistled, and the corpses suddenly stood still.

He grabbed the hand of a dead body and placed it on my bare ankle.

Hard, cold nails slid down my ankles, and I felt a chill rush over my head, followed by an unusually hot one.

Thin flames resurfaced on me.

Originally, because of the electricity, it never appeared, but this stimulus led the fire out.

The men in black stepped back, but the corpses remained silent.

"Hahahahaha," the man in black laughed wildly, "it's because I'm afraid of this flame that I've controlled these dead corpses, my lord, your fire doesn't seem to work against this soulless corpse." ”

The man in black clasped his hands together again, and a snapping sound sounded.

Dozens of dead bodies moved·····