Chen An'an's identity can basically be determined, and Chen Yi and Chen Ke, who came in the morning, should be her adoptive parents. As for the reason why she came to Lingchuan alone, and the experience of the past few days, she has become a mystery for the time being.

The policewoman placed the four of them down, and it didn't take long for them to warm up with each other. I talked with them for a while, and when I saw that Chen Anan had adapted, I left.

When I walked out of the hotel, I remembered that I hadn't left my room yet! Originally, when something like that happened last night, I planned to check out in the morning and change places to live, but as soon as Chen Anan called me, I went to the police station in a panic.

I had the heart to find a new place to live, but when I thought of my 100 yuan deposit, I couldn't help but scold: Damn, why! I don't believe it, those ghosts suffered a loss at my place last night, and they dare to come again today?

That being said, when I walked to the entrance of the hotel alley, my heart was still hairy. But if I don't go back to live, who should I ask for the 100 yuan? What a dilemma for this horse!

There is a treasure black tiger soul tuning flag in the backpack, but before going out, the master told him a thousand times and instructed him not to abuse it again. Every time the Black Tiger Soul Tuning Banner subdues a Yin Spirit, the Hechen Ghost Dao that inhabits the flag will have one more point of cultivation. The stronger Hechen is, the stronger the Doom Patriarch will be......

Just as I was at a loss, I turned my head and saw the whip-like branches in the green belt waving in the wind under the street lamp. What is it? Wicker? I figured out how to do it.

As the saying goes, the grapefruit leaves clean the body, and the willow branches fight ghosts. Although the wicker is not a magic weapon, it can completely hold up the scene with a small fight.

I folded a handful of willow branches and held them in my hands, and my courage grew a little.

It was getting late, and the innkeeper was sitting at the front desk playing games while watching the night. He glanced at me, saw the coiled wicker in my hand, frowned, and asked, "What is this?" ”

I raised the things in my hand and said dissatisfiedly, "Wicker." What, haven't seen it? ”

The innkeeper was a little unhappy, he snorted and said, "I'm offering Guan Gong, do you know what the tip of the knife is for?" ”

I said in my heart: I don't know that you are offering Guan Gong? After offering Guan Gong, you can still let the little ghost make trouble, I can only say that your place is not clean.

When I got back to my room, I found that the curtains had been halfway open, the moonlight was shining through the glass window on the bed, and I could vaguely see a one-foot-tall stuffed animal at the end of the bed.

I fumbled to turn on the light, but after pressing it several times, the light didn't respond at all. "Damn, the lights are broken." I cursed secretly, but I didn't bother to go downstairs to find the boss to change rooms.

I walked carefully to the bed, and then put the wicker in my hand on the side of the bed, tonight I am going to sleep with the willow, even if something happens, I have a guy in my hand, and those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods will also be jealous.

I leaned over and picked up the doll at the end of the bed and looked at it, wondering if some child had slipped in and landed while cleaning the room. I was just about to put it on my bedside table when I realized something was wrong.

The doll was crudely made: the eyes were made of black buttons, the nose was made of brown buttons, and the mouth was sewn with a raised arc with red thread.

It's smiling, smiling so much that the two black buttons are full of spring in their eyes, and it's hard for you to imagine that just a few buttons and a red thread can outline such a vivid smiling face.

I was wondering when that smiling face suddenly changed. The buttons are obviously still those three buttons, but the mouth made of red threads is pursed, which makes me strongly feel that the whole face of the doll is serious.

If that face just now is an innocent child, then this face is a fierce middle-aged man.

I suddenly remembered the rough male voice last night, and if he were alive, the expression on his face would be even more hideous than this.

I was startled and threw the doll out of the way, but its two stubby arms sewn from rags were wrapped around my wrists. I shook it hard, but the doll's arm tightened tighter and tighter.

I panicked and hurriedly pulled with my other hand, but I don't know how the demon twisted his body, and my other wrist was also clasped by its two legs.

Almost at the same time, the expression on the doll's face changed again. This time, its eyes darkened, and its mouth wrinkled, like a strange old lady.

I turned to pick up the wicker beside the bed, but the monster seemed to have read into my mind. I felt like someone was pulling my hand out, and I had a lot of strength, but I couldn't resist, and I fell out of bed with a "poof".

There was no moonlight under the bed, and there was a black rumbling, and I couldn't see the expression on the face of the hair doll clearly, and my heart was even more panicked. I wanted to scream, but something was clamping my neck, and it was tightening little by little, and even without a mirror, I could feel the green tendons on my neck and the redness on my face.

I was suffocated. I was like a snake that had been grabbed by seven inches, writhing on the ground in pain. When I was in a daze, I heard a group of people laughing. There are adults, there are children, there are men, there are women.

The suffocation was getting longer and longer, and my consciousness was blurry. At the last moment, my body suddenly slammed uncontrollably on the ground, and there was a loud "bang", and blood actually flowed down my cheeks.

With such a pain in my head, my consciousness was awake. I bent down to rub the blood on the hair doll, my lips opened and closed with difficulty, and I read the eight-character mantra, only to see the white smoke suddenly rise from the place where the hair doll was stained with blood, and at the same time, the strength of its entanglement relaxed, I took advantage of the situation to pull out a hand, pull the edge of the bed and sit up. I grabbed the wicker on the bed, shook it off, and pumped it on the stuffed doll with a "snap".

"Ahh

I whipped the doll as hard as I could, and the lamp in the originally dark rumbling room "flickered" as if it had been evil.

When I had enough, I grabbed the stuffed doll on the ground, and almost instantly, it was as if it had been pulled apart by some force: two arms and two legs fell from the body, like four rats in a panic, clinging to the crack in the door of the ground, and scurrying away without a trace.

All I had left was the torso of the furry doll, and it writhed in my hand like a stupid white snake.