Finally tidying up the messy furnishings in the room, Wen Xuan, who was extremely tired, lay down on the bed heavily.

Although his mobile phone kept ringing at this time, he really didn't have the heart to see who called him at the moment, and his only thought now was to get a good night's sleep.

The sleepless work for several days had already made his spirit collapse to a critical point, and the sudden incident that suddenly happened today that upset him finally made his spirit unbearable.

Soon after his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

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Night.

The moonlight shone through the balcony window and poured into Wenxuan's bedroom.

Against the backdrop of Wenxuan in the moonlight, it looks like he sleeps extra sweetly.

But at this moment, a strange shadow slowly swayed from the corner of the wall to the side of Wen Xuan's bed, like those aquatic plants that suddenly appeared in the river.

The swaying shadow turned into a strange gelatinous body after leaving the wall, slowly spreading, and gradually spread under Wenxuan's bed.

The shadow that spreads like flowing water, like a ghost escaping from hell, turns into a fisherman's fishing net, envelops the whole bed, and finally merges with the darkness in the room and disappears.

It's as if there's never been an eerie shadow here.

And the room was still quiet.

Suddenly, Wen Xuan's quiet expression in his sleep began to disappear, and he turned into a hideous appearance, his hands gripped the quilt tightly, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his face.

Although his eyes were still tightly closed at this moment, Wen Xuan had actually woken up at this time.

However, his eyes were always closed, and when he first realized that something was wrong, he already tried to break open his eyes, but found that he couldn't open them at all.

At this moment, there was a little panic in the middle of the dream, so he wanted to make a sound, and then he tried to open his mouth hard, he tried to yell hard, but the sound in his throat was like the sound of two paper shells rubbing together.

Suddenly, he felt his bed begin to shake violently, and a sense of weightlessness appeared so suddenly.

Now he felt like he had fallen quickly from a high altitude and then fell hard into the sea. As he was swallowed up by the sea's waters, the violently churning waves were also constantly eroding everything about him.

He fluttered in the sea in a panic, but his hands were bound by the seaweed, suffocating, powerless.

He didn't know when the quilt that had covered him had covered his head, as if it was going to suffocate him to death.

He couldn't open his eyes, couldn't make a sound, he wanted to push the quilt away, but when he tried hard to push the quilt away, he found that his hand seemed to be pulled by an inexplicable force, no matter how hard he tried, what he touched was a thick and viscous quilt, just like the cotton wool in the quilt was full of water.

It reminded him of how he felt when he fell into a deep pool as a child.

He knew he was in the driver's seat.

At this moment, he is also well aware of the fact that the muscle tone of his whole body is now 0 in this situation. So this will lead to the fact that no matter how hard he tries, this quilt is not very heavy, but at this moment, it is like sealing the lid of the coffin, holding him in it, unable to move, and with his long-term tense spirit, he will have the illusion of time and hallucination of falling into the sea.

He also knew what was going to happen next.

As he had expected, the violent shaking soon vanished, and it turned into a feeling of many foreign objects pressing on it.

And at this moment, those external feelings of oppression swept up like a nest of crazy mice, and Wen Xuan could feel that the "rats" were constantly running across the quilt.

He could even feel that the group of "rats" were desperately tearing the quilt at this moment, as if they could eat themselves after tearing the quilt to pieces.

Wen Xuan tried hard to raise his hand to dispel this panicked feeling, which made him not panic.

This feeling is very similar to the so-called ghost press in the folk, but it is dozens of times more terrifying than the ghost press.

Because those "rats" may become real after they have entered the obstacle themselves.

Because at this moment, he already felt the sharp pain of being bitten in his calf, and he may become the first forensic doctor to dream of being "scared to death".

He struggled to control his out-of-control arm, and he felt as if his arm could move, and the lost muscle tone began to slowly return.

With all his strength, he opened his eyes, pushed the quilt away, and opened his mouth.

It was easy to complete all this in an instant, but for him at this moment, it was like breaking out of his shell, breaking the shackles as difficult as the action, and those strange feelings disappeared like the ebb of the tide.

Wen Xuan sat up from the bed abruptly after breaking the quilt, the darkness had already covered the moonlight for some time, and his whole expression seemed a little dazed, his face was pale like a corpse.

To his surprise, a pair of hands appeared out of thin air, clasping his neck tightly, and then the owner of the hands slowly appeared in the darkness.

And the next moment, Wen Xuan suddenly felt as if he was out of his body, and the biggest evidence was that at this moment, he even saw the change in the expression on his face.

He knew that Wen Xuan had come out, after all, every time he encountered such a slightly weird thing, it was much better to let him deal with it than to deal with it himself. So at this moment, he began to be a bystander with peace of mind, quietly watching everything that was about to happen in front of him.

"It's ugly!"

This was Wen Xuan's first reaction at the moment, his mind was extremely tough and strong after dealing with corpses for a long time, and it was not the first time he had experienced this kind of thing.

The ghost, whose mouth was so corroded by sulfuric acid that it festered, could clearly see her facial bones and the baring teeth. Including the hands that she clamped around Wen Xuan's neck, there was no trace of flesh and blood at this moment, there were slender trance lines of flesh and skin, which were brushed alive by an iron brush.

The ghost looked at him hideously, her eyes flowed with monstrous hatred, she hated the person in front of her, she remembered his taste, there was his taste on this person's body, although it was very light, but this was his taste!

All those who are related to him will die.

At this moment, this is the only thought that occupies her heart.

At this time, she didn't notice that Wen Xuan was observing all the scars on her body with the transparent moonlight, including the terrible marks left by the base of her thighs that were sawed off with a saw.

And the hands she clamped around Wen Xuan's neck seemed useless. But at this moment, she was already carried away by hatred, and she didn't realize that if an ordinary person had been pinched by her for so long, she would have died a long time ago.

But soon, she noticed that he didn't seem to be hurt in the slightest, and that he could still see her.

She struggled frantically in her heart, roaring: "Impossible, how could he see himself." No way...... It couldn't be ......."

At this time, Wen Xuan grabbed her crystal wrist that could be penetrated by the moonlight, and looked at her indifferently: "What? Thou evil spirit, do you not dare to go to the man who killed you, but come to me?

Sure enough, what the master said was right, most of the ghosts in this world are similar, there are more innocent deaths than innocents, and there are more sins in life. Don't suffer from inequality? Since the resentment is hard to quench, let's die. ”

After hearing Wen Xuan's words, she instinctively wanted to withdraw her hand, but found that the slender palms that could grasp the spirit body were like ropes that were clasped on her hands to bind her.

And coincidentally, the position that Wen Xuan grabbed happened to be the position where she was tied with hemp rope by her hand in the case of corpse deboning, which couldn't help but remind her of the pain she was in when she was dying, and the same sense of powerlessness and panic swept over her again, and she was stunned.

The next moment, she opened her mouth in panic, wanting to call for help, Wen Xuan looked at the ghost in front of her, her expression was indifferent, without the slightest pity.

He clearly knew that even if the soul in front of him was resentful, it would be impossible for her to make a sound, unless she had already killed someone and contaminated other blood qi and turned into a demon, she could not speak.

But she didn't have a chance, and she wouldn't have a chance to speak again for the rest of her life.

Wen Xuan looked at the ghost that seemed to be immersed in the pain of dying at this moment, and began to seal without the slightest hesitation, as a ghost, there has never been mercy for the lonely soul and wild ghost who does not want to die.

"The Heavenly Master has an order, and the edict decrees the heavens, and the Yin Division has a degree, and destroys the evil spirits."

The finger of the sword clasped the center of the ghost's eyebrows, and a terrible scream that ordinary people could not hear suddenly filled the entire room, and the next moment, the ghost exploded like a huge balloon blown by a needle in anger.

It's over.