"Knock knock ......"

"Is there anyone? I'm a student at Yunlong High School, and I have an emergency at home, so I want to borrow a public phone......"

Song Zhong's heart was a little messy.

With the bitter cold wind, his movements when he knocked on the door became tense and urgent.

But despite this, there was still no one in the supermarket to pay attention to him.

In desperation, Song Zhong only chose to walk towards a residential house opposite the school.

Although this community is located in a prime location in Beichuan City, the security system here is really not very perfect.

When Song Zhong entered the community, there was no obstacle at all.

In the middle of the night, the lights in most homes have been turned off. Song Zhong knew in his heart that it was a very bad behavior to go and disturb others when they were resting.

But helplessly, for the safety of his teachers and classmates, he could only choose to do so.

Just when Song Zhong was thinking about knocking on the door of a house, he suddenly found that in the most remote corner of the community, there was a place on the first floor where the lights were on.

Even he vaguely saw that by the window of that house, there was this figure waving to him.

Such a thing, if you change to someone else, I am afraid that you will be directly scared to run away.

In the middle of the night, there is not a single family in this city. Suddenly, around a haunted school, someone waved at him.

Just thinking about it makes people feel a little chilled.

Song Zhong's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked carefully at the waving figure. He noticed that the figure seemed to have a sense of déjà vu.

The figure's hand was constantly waving towards Song Zhong, as if to say it to him.

"Come here!"

"Come on......"

"Come to me."

Immediately afterwards, between Song Zhong's expressions, there was a brief trance.

Then his body involuntarily walked towards the room.

At the entrance of the unit building, the corridor of the corridor, I walked to the door of a room.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

When Song Zhong's fist knocked on the door, he barely regained a trace of sanity.

At the same time, a few drops of cold sweat couldn't help but drip from his forehead, and it was very clear what kind of cultivation he was for. Even an ordinary gold-level ghost cultivator didn't have the ability to bewitch himself so easily.

He was afraid, afraid of the figure in this room who kept waving towards him, even if he was the head of the twelve protectors of the ghost capital.

The existence that makes many onmyoji feel afraid.

But at this time, he had already come to the door of the room and knocked on the door.

He has been, there is no turning back.

"Crunch ......"

With the sound of pushing the door, the door of the room was slowly opened in Song Zhong's sight.

Song Zhong instinctively moved his gaze to the room. He saw a rickety old woman standing inside the door, smiling and looking at himself.

"Young man, in the middle of the night, you must have encountered some difficulties!"

The old woman looked at Song Zhong and smiled kindly at him. Then he opened all the doors of the room, signaling that Song Zhong could enter the house.

Somehow, when Song Zhong saw this old woman for the first time, he felt more familiar with this person's feelings.

It's like I talked to him not long ago.

Song Zhong scratched his head with his hand, he tried his best to think about it, but he couldn't think of anything.

"What are you doing there? Are you afraid that my mother-in-law will eat you?

The old woman saw Song Zhong standing motionless outside the door, with a pensive expression, so she couldn't wait to greet Song Zhong again.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided."

Song Zhong thought so in his heart, and once again held the "Donghuang Bell" on his waist with his right hand, and then walked into the room without hesitation.

Just when he touched the "East Emperor Bell", the old woman's expression suddenly became sharp, and then quickly returned to normal.

"Mother-in-law, have we seen it somewhere before?"

Under the guidance of the old woman, Song Zhong sat down on the sofa in the living room and said to the old woman straight to the point.

The old woman didn't say anything at first, walked into the kitchen by herself, made a pot of hot tea for Song Zhong, and then said, "The young man is in the Bali shop, and no one is allowed to enter." But mother-in-law, I didn't expect that you would be a real onmyoji. ”

"You, you, are you the old woman I met after I came down the mountain that day?"

After hearing the old woman's words, Song Zhong suddenly remembered. This guy is the old woman who dissuaded herself before and didn't let herself enter Balipu.

"That's right! Yes! At the beginning, my mother-in-law, I really didn't expect that you would walk out of Balipu alive. ”

The old woman smiled and said to Song Zhong that her current appearance was obviously much older than her previous appearance.

Every time she uttered a word, a foul smell kept coming out of her mouth, as if she had never brushed her teeth.

"Mother-in-law, let you say this! I'm a real onmyoji, and of course I dealt with the old man in Hongli Fitness. I really want to ask for help this time, I wonder if you have a phone to borrow for me? ”

Song Zhong smiled a little embarrassedly, then stood up and said to the old woman.

Although he knew that he was not very familiar with this old woman, it could be regarded as an old acquaintance.

In his opinion, with such a relationship, there should be no problem if he wants to borrow a phone.

"Young man, if you want to use my phone, it's not impossible. But my life is also very difficult, and the phone can't be used for you. ”

After hearing Song Zhong's request, the old woman pointed to the phone on the coffee table and said to Song Zhong.

Seeing this, Song Zhong thought that this guy was a little picky, but he still agreed.

So he took out a ten-yuan piece of RMB from the pocket of his school uniform and handed it to the old woman.

If it was before, Song Zhong had no money.

But fortunately, before Brother Hei left, he threw a few hundred yuan to Song Zhong, which was lent to him to eat grilled fish. In fact, Song Zhong understood in his heart that it was not that Brother Hei was afraid that his brother would be hungry.

Thinking of Brother Hei, Song Zhong's heart was warm. He still remembers that he promised to meet his wish to let Brother Hei live in a villa and drive a luxury car.

The old woman looked at Song Zhong with a smile and nodded, opening the drawer and not knowing what she was looking for.

Seeing this, Song Zhong walked to the phone and dialed the phone number on the Taiqing Taoist Temple without hesitation.

"Toot toot toot...... Sorry, the phone you made is temporarily unavailable. ”

Hearing the sound from the telephone receiver, Song Zhong's palm loosened, and the microphone fell to the ground.

It's this voice again, I came out of Yunlong High School, but the phone still can't be dialed.

"Oh, boy, you can call, but don't fall! My phone is quite expensive. Big deal, I don't want your money......"

The old woman walked up to Song Zhong in a few steps, bent down to pick up the microphone on the ground and put it back in place. stuffed the ten yuan cash that Song Zhong handed her before back into his arms.

"Old woman, I'm sorry to disturb, I'll call somewhere else!"

Song Zhong said this, and then he didn't have the heart to dwell too much, he wanted to run away and call the master again.

But at this time, the old woman suddenly dodged in front of Song Zhong.

"Young man, give your money to your mother-in-law and I'll take it away, my mother-in-law is not a person who takes advantage of small things."

The old woman said to Song Zhong, and suddenly her face swelled with a sinister expression.

Song Zhong glanced at the ten yuan he had just dropped on the ground, and he also felt a little out of shape.

So he reached out and bent down to pick up the coin.

But at this time, he was surprised to find that the old woman standing in front of him.

She didn't even have feet......

"Who the hell are you?"

Song Zhong saw that this was not good, and then his whole body jumped backwards suddenly, and scolded the old woman loudly.

"Oh? Who am I? Little guy, until now, do you still naively think that I am human? ”

"Hahahaha......"

When the old woman finished speaking, she burst out laughing.

As her smile intensified, the flesh of his face began to fester, revealing his pale brain.

Maggots, shuttling back and forth between the carrion above her head.

Seeing such a scene in Song Zhong's eyes, he remembered the ghost capital protector insect Ji who was killed by him in a fit of anger outside the medical hall of Xunyou before.

Thinking of that guy, the platinum realm cultivation that was revealed before.

Song Zhong immediately took off the "Donghuang Bell" he was wearing on his waist.

"You're the Guardian of the Ghost Capital, how could you not be dead?"

Song Zhong's voice was mixed with a hint of surprise and doubt. At the same time, in his heart, he was ready to use the "Floating Light" to escape at any time.

"My mother, I was really killed by this guy of you. You don't want to live today, get out of here......"

The old woman said this, and she rushed forward desperately.

The blood spilling from her body seemed to fill the entire room in an instant, and the room at this time seemed to have become a paradise for corpses......