The family building has been many years, the walls in the corridor are slightly yellowed, and the corridor lights are flickering on and off as soon as I enter the building, I cautiously followed the stairs to the door of 301, leaning on the door with my ears, but I couldn't hear the movement in the house.

I knocked on the door, but no one answered after a long time. I don't know if there's anyone in the house, but nine times out of ten the main owner I'm looking for is in this room, and that's my guess - the owner of the Internet café has something to do with this ghost.

QQ's mobile phone and computer can be logged in at the same time, I use my mobile phone to log on to QQ, and send a message to "Play Dead": "I'm at your door now, and there is a kind of opening the door for me." ”

"Hee-hee, okay, then you can play with me." The opposite side of the second back.

"Click." The sturdy security door suddenly opened a small crack on its own, and I guessed it right, this guy was at the owner of the Internet café.

I opened the door and entered the house generously, showing that I was not afraid of heaven and earth, sometimes fear can make ghosts stronger, in fact, I was also a little scared in my heart, because I didn't know what level of ghosts I was going to face. As soon as I entered the house, a biting cold wind blew behind me, and the door locked on its own.

There was no one in the house.

I have opened my yin and yang eyes, and except for a faint ghost aura that is about to dissipate, there are no ghosts in this room either.

Some powerful ghosts may have hidden powers, but they still can't get rid of their own ghosts, and as long as they're in this room, I can't be unaware.

"Are you scared enough to hide, coward?" I messaged him again.

As soon as the message was sent, a QQ prompt sounded on the computer in the bedroom, and I walked over cautiously, always on the lookout for some sudden attacks. There is still an account on the computer that says "you have to play if you're dead",I clicked on his QQ and looked at it.,I was put in a group called "dying".,And I'm the only one in the whole group.,There are two other groups called "died" and "game".

It's not been a minute since he replied to me just now, how could he have disappeared out of thin air?

I looked around the room and found that it was a very ordinary boys' bedroom, with some game figures and car models on the desk, and there were not many books on the shelves, but there were many game CDs, and the packaging looked like it was genuine. At the top of the bookshelf stood a picture frame, and when I looked up, I could see that it was a single photograph of a boy who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old.

Later, I found a lot of pictures of this boy on the wall of another room, including a photo of him with a middle-aged fat uncle, if I guessed correctly, the fat uncle should be the owner of the Internet café, but who is that boy, his son? The walls seem to be carefully selected things related to boys, in addition to photos, awards, handwritten postcards, and so on.

Although it was very dark in the house at night, I never dared to turn on the lights, but used my phone screen to illuminate them. As the backlight swept across the photo wall, I vaguely noticed a slight bulge in one of the awards, and I reached out and touched it, and saw that there seemed to be something inside. I pulled it out with my fingers through the slit, and it was a newspaper cut out of a report with the headline - "Junior high school student addicted to online games, died suddenly after 48 hours of sleeplessness". Then the following is a detailed report, as well as some netizen comments excerpted by the newspaper, including a paragraph that reads: "According to our reporter's investigation and interview, the junior high school student is a single-parent family, and his father runs an Internet café, and he has been addicted to games since he was a child. Due to his father's neglect of discipline, he was allowed to develop into an Internet addict teenager, causing a tragedy. ”

As I read this, I heard the sound of a key opening the door coming from outside the door. I'm worried that the owner of the Internet café has returned, and I won't be able to find out until I find out the truth of the matter. After scanning my surroundings, I had to duck under the bed in a hurry.

Then there was the sound of the door opening and the sound of hurried footsteps, but someone seemed to have advanced to the boy next door's bedroom. It was a long time before the footsteps sounded again, and then the lights in the room suddenly came on, and I lay under the bed, and saw a pair of unusually fat feet walking towards the bed.

"Hee-hee, I've found you!"

Suddenly, a pale green face appeared upside down in front of me, grinning and letting out a mad laugh. I'll admit that although I've seen so many ghosts, I was really taken aback by his surprise appearance.

"Xiaofeng, don't make trouble." It was a man with a very vicissitudes of voice who spoke.

Now that the other party has discovered me, there is no need for me to hide it anymore. I crawled out from under the bed, patted the dust off my body, and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect you to find me at once." ”

The fat man on the other side said expressionlessly, "Do you see that bed has a bed board?" ”

When I looked back, I realized that the bed I was hiding in just now was actually empty, and there was no bed board at all! It was too dark in the room just now, and I panicked and went straight under the bed without paying attention.

I said embarrassedly, "What kind of hobby do you have, you like to sleep on the floor...... So what bed do you buy? ”

"We're moving, and today we packed up for the day." As he spoke, the fat man beckoned to the little ghost on the bed, "Xiaofeng, come to Dad." ”

The little imp reluctantly floated over and said, "This brother is here to play with me." ”

"He's not here to play with you." The fat man took the boy's ghost in his arms, then looked at me again and said, "I read your chat history, you're from the supernatural circle, right?" ”

"So, so are you?" I asked in surprise.

The fat man smiled meaningfully, and then asked, "Who is your master?" ”

"Chen Yuchou, the head of the righteous heart faction!" I decided to report the name of the master, after all, the master is still quite important in the circle, if it is really an insider, maybe he will be afraid of three points.

The fat man looked slightly shocked, nodded and said, "It's him...... Then you go. ”

I said angrily, "Go? Your son's ghost killed six lives, and you, as a member of the supernatural circle, connived at the murder of the little ghost, did you want to send me away with a word? ”

"What do you want?"

"Take him!" I said firmly.

"With your ability, you can't take him away." The fat man said with a smug expression, "Although I can't afford to provoke your master, you are definitely not my opponent." I've decided to take him to another city, incognito, and no one wants to make a fuss today! ”

"Then try." As I spoke, I took out my peachwood sword, and I had caught ghosts many times, but I had never fought with anyone.

The little ghost also stared at me with awe-inspiring eyes and shouted, "They scolded me first!" Who let them say I'm a bad guy and say I don't deserve to play this game! If you want to break me up with my dad today, I'll kill you too!" ”

"Xiaofeng, you hide and leave it to Dad to deal with."

The little ghost looked at the fat man, looked at me with resentful eyes, and got into the wifi box with a face full of unwillingness. I was very surprised, I had never seen a ghost possess the Internet, and the moment he disappeared, even the ghost energy dissipated, no wonder I couldn't find him. But I'm sure I'm not going to let my guard down on him, in case he sneaks up on me.

The fat man looked at me and smiled: "At first, I was also surprised, after his death, he actually gained the ability to parasitize on the Internet, but the distance that can be transmitted is limited, and I usually only let him move around at home and Internet cafes." Now, he might be called a 'cyber ghost'. ”

It seems that he also relied on special abilities related to the Internet to kill 802. Although the boy's level is only that of a demon, his ability to hide makes it almost impossible for him to be caught, and if he is hiding in the network all the time, how can I catch him?

Thinking of this, I said righteously: "Even if he is your son, he has violated the rules of the Yin and Yang worlds, and you, as an insider, should never shield him!" ”

"I'm not there for a long time." The fat man said hysterically, "Now I'm just a father who wants to make up for him!" ”

"Hmph, I don't know which sect your Excellency is, and who your surname is?" I snorted.

"When I was young, everyone called me a fat-footed Taoist, and I didn't mention the sect, and since I was a layman, I was a scattered person."

After that, the fat foot Taoist's gaze suddenly froze, full of Sen Ran's killing intent. I saw that he pinched out a strange magic seal in his left hand, and muttered in his mouth: "Lingbao Tianzun, prove my supernatural powers." Bound the soul and chaotic mind. ”

I don't know what kind of evil magic he used, and the momentum of the explosion was quite huge, so I hurriedly drew a spell on the peach wood sword and cast a spell to protect the body. But my spell was like paper paste under the attack of the Fat Foot Daoist, and I lost consciousness instantly after being hit by a white light.

When I woke up again, I was already lying in the school hospital, and the fat boy was watching over me. I heard from the fat boy that I was thrown from a van to the door of the Internet café, and there were no external injuries on my body, but I couldn't wake up, and then he carried me to the school hospital.

My head still hurts, but I vaguely remember what happened before I fainted, and I think it must have been the fat-footed man who threw me down. Having said that, I was actually knocked out by him in one move, and the difference in strength was too big, which hit my self-confidence hard. Later, I asked someone about the fat-footed Taoist, it turned out that he used to be a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, and then for some reason he injured his fellow disciples and fled, and now he still occupies a place on the sect's wanted list. I should be glad he wasn't the heinous evil way, or I would have been lying in the morgue instead of the school hospital right now.

It's a pity that the culprit who killed the six lives of 802 is still at large, if I have the ability in the future, I must find this father and son and bring them to justice. Now I can only report this matter to the Spiritual Association first, and soon the Fat Foot Daoist will not only be from the Maoshan Sect, but also a wanted criminal in the entire Spiritual Circle.

In the past few days, I have investigated and recuperated from my injuries, and I simply didn't go to the summer camp in the back and quit early. When I got home, I didn't plan to take on any more cases because school was about to start, so I had a good rest for a few days and finished my homework. But what I didn't expect was that the arrival of an uninvited guest completely dispelled my thoughts.