I have deep contempt for Pete, the living dead, for creating these atmospheres. Do you need it? Just leave and it's over!

Wait until the excited crowd below is a little quieter. I have already arranged the Nine Yin Soul Separation Formation in the room. With the protection of this formation, at least it can be guaranteed that people here can't get out, and it can also ensure that the dirty things outside can't get in. As for these people, I have looked into them carefully, and I have found nothing wrong. Just in case, though. I still took Mao Xueying and Alice into the bedroom and told me not to open the door to anyone, including me, because there was no need to open the door at all.

Pete hoisted the crowd's interest high and continued, "Let's play a game of silence. It is said that you can wait silently for the brainwaves that can communicate with ghosts. Of course, this is a long process, and although we believe in science, when science cannot help us, everything must be done according to the ancient rules of sacrifice. For an hour, no matter what you hear, you have to keep silent. Well, now I announce, the game begins! ”

Pete deliberately lowered the first four words to say in a low voice, which immediately filled the whole room with happiness and depression, and for a while there was silence around him, even the sound of a needle falling could be heard clearly.

Outside the door, I lit a cigarette and took a faint puff. When he saw Pete come out, he said lightly: "Let's go." ”

Pete was surprised, isn't he the owner here? Why does Ni Ge in front of him seem to be more familiar than himself. There was no stop at all along the way, and I went directly to the place where I had an accident last time.

I stood in the doorway and squinted my eyes, I didn't feel the yin qi in it, but on the contrary, I felt a powerful resentment.

In this world, ghosts are not the only ones who do things, and if there is too much of anything, it will change from quantity to quality. Yin is like this, resentment is like this, and even joy will create a kind of joyful ghost.

Nonsense here, the appearance of this happy ghost is actually very common, generally on the day of the wedding, when the west is angry, the newlyweds who suddenly encounter an unexpected death will have a great chance of becoming a happy ghost. If there is no complaint in front of this kind of ghost, it will naturally feed on joy at the time. Hence the name of the happy ghost. The happy ghost is not a hungry ghost, on the contrary, due to its particularity, on the contrary, it will also attract some unexpected fortune.

The resentment in this room is very heavy, but it is not the resentment of ghosts. I'm sure of that. The ghost itself carries yin energy, and this resentment not only does not have yin energy, but also carries a reckless aura.

I frowned slightly, and reached out to push the door open. Pete, on the other hand, shuddered and stepped back to the wall, but did not want to step forward.

The room was empty. The bed didn't block the window as Pete said, and it was a very ordinary room. It's just that after a long time, a thick layer of dust has fallen on it.

I don't know what the ghosts of the West need, but paper money is a foreign currency!

I lit the candle and placed it on the table, and I stood silently staring at the flame of the candle without blinking.

It was quiet all around, not a little wind. The flames were straight up to the sky. Everything is no different from usual.

"Ni, Ni Ge! It wasn't like that last time I came! Pete stood in the doorway, shivering and stammering.

I raised my hand and shook it gently, motioning for Pete to be quiet.

At this moment, the flames seemed to burn to the oil star, and there was a soft sound. The flames also turned dark blue at this moment. It looked like a small dragon was swimming inside.

"Don't leave!" I immediately called out.

"The boss is here!" Mo Li's appearance seemed to be a trick, which made Pete grow his mouth in fright. The confrontation Mo Li gave a reassuring look of contempt.

But the next moment, Mo Li's eyes were straight. Stupidly looking at the little dragon swimming in the candle flame, he couldn't help but shout: "Patriarch! ”

The little dragon in the candle flame stagnated, and his body stopped swimming, facing Mo Li for a long time, as if he was remembering something!

At this moment, I suddenly guessed something in my heart. The zodiac signs are not legends, they are real. In the Great War of Ancient Gods and Demons, many divine beasts were extinct, but their souls were not likely to be refined into twelve heavenly lanterns and passed down. Then, the bronze lamp in the picture is refined by the soul of the patriarch of the Dragon Clan. Looking at the appearance of the candle flame of the dragon, he should have an impression of the past but can't remember it, but he instinctively feels that Mo Li is close.

"Mo Li, you stay here, don't let the candle go out. I'm going somewhere else. Seeing Mo Li's sad appearance, I sighed and said.

"Ni, Mr. Ni, where are we going now?" Seeing my methods, Pete seemed more cautious and respectful.

"Go back! I think I've got a way to help you recover, but it's not the time yet. But I want to warn you, before I treat you, from now on, you must not be contaminated with meat, that is, you must not eat meat. Also take a shower and change into clean clothes. Otherwise, the gods won't be able to save you, understand? I said.

Bringing Pete here was actually to see if Pete's father's soul was still staying here, and now he only saw the dragon soul of the bronze lamp. That proves that everything is consistent with my guesses. In this way, Pete followed me and became dispensable.

Plus, tonight is undoubtedly a night of killing. The dragon carries anger, which naturally brings destruction. What's more, it's still the ancient dragon patriarch! The city is already filled with the wrath of the dragon. That is, the living dead like Pete.

Take the elevator, all the way down, know the basement level. Most of the people live here, poor homeless people who don't have the money to live in a room, but they can buy a night's sleep and warmth for the price of a bottle of water in the underground garage.

These people are the lowest people in this world, they are not the smallest and not the few, but there are not ten people in the crowd who will have such a person. This is the case in capitalist society, where if the whole interest is treated as a pot of broth, only a few have the ability, and they scrape half of it, and the rest of the middle class scrapes the other half. The rest of the dregs can only be left for the people at the bottom.

This is the reality, even if these people are not Chinese, I will not make a move, but today I have to take action.

The moment I entered the parking lot, countless eyes fell on me like hungry wolves.

A few lazy young people, hugging a girl with misty eyes. He stood up with a smile.

"Brother, newcomer, come to us!" As soon as these people stood up, they looked very enthusiastic, and the people around them immediately looked a little cringe and lowered their heads when they saw them greeting them.

I smiled slightly and asked indifferently, "Is there any wine?" ”

"Hahaha, of course. The wine I just got yesterday is as red as blood. My brother welcomes you to join us. The young man in the lead looked polite, but his eyes flashed with eager eagerness, but he suppressed his impulse and continued: "My family Rick, this is my girlfriend Niva. This is our paradise. ”

Rick was very enthusiastic and hugged me as he walked to their resting place.

The furnishings on the floor were very simple, and a dozen wine bottles were piled up on one side in a mess. A makeshift stove was topped with pieces of meat, squeaking and smoking, emitting bursts of meat aroma.

Rick sat me down and reached into his bag and pulled out two bottles of red wine sealed with plastic sheeting. He opened it and poured it into a glass and handed it to me with a grin.

I didn't take it because I knew it wasn't red wine, but real blood, human blood. The blood in the bottle has been left for a long time, and even the blood and plasma have become stratified.

"Don't you like it? My brother? It's the best wine. Rick was a little dissatisfied, but still very enthusiastic.

At the same time, a delicate arm behind me slowly climbed up my neck along my shoulder. The hot and humid breath exhales like an orchid. The tongue that had been slippery and greasy gently ran across my cheeks.

Bang! At this time, I couldn't bear it anymore, and the momentum on my body suddenly dispersed, and the woman behind me flew out directly for a long time.

Immediately, his face changed suddenly, and his eyes became a little frightened when he saw me standing up, but when he saw the people standing up next to him, he felt some confidence in his heart.

His eyes stared at me fiercely, and his tongue crossed his lips very naturally. He said fiercely: "We entertained you, took out red wine, and even my woman could give it to you, but you hurt him." Now either you drink it, or we'll make you feel the taste of death ourselves. Do you choose that? ”

I wondered why this Rick had to drink that cup of blood himself. To get their hands dirty, why don't they just do it.

There is only one best way to solve the confusion, and that is to ask directly. Of course, Lectra is impossible to cooperate. So I simply reached out and grabbed Rick's neck and lifted it in front of me.

"You! What are you doing? Brothers, go on, kill him, whoever kills him. Whose meal is it? Rick was very surprised, and the position he was standing in was two meters away from the opponent. The other party can grab himself, how long should that arm be! This would, and Rick never thought of anything else. I just wanted to kill this person quickly.

Rick's orders did not reap the expected rewards. The people around seemed to be frozen all at once. Even the woman who hit the wall kept a pained expression, opening her mouth but not making a sound.

"You! You are the devil! "Look at my calm eyes, you are scared and trembling.

"The Living Dead! Strange, why do you have to let me drink that cup of blood? I asked.

Rick shivered with fear. I didn't need to use any means at all, and I was very cooperative with my questioning.