I don't know why, since I woke up this time, Jun Chengzong always had a weird feeling.

In his instincts, the exorcism that took place in the slums was not just an illusion caused by the poison of the Heman tilapia tree.

With the idea of giving it a try, Jun Chengzong wanted to use Professor Cook's friends in the church to investigate this matter and see if he could find any clues.

But just as Jun Chengzong's mouse cursor moved to the "send" button, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

It's already a little bit, who else sent the message?

Jun Chengzong was puzzled for a while, and picked up the mobile phone that he put aside, only to see that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Teacher Jun, my aunt and Tao Tao have fallen asleep, but just now, she suddenly started talking in her sleep, as if she was talking to someone, it was very scary, so scared that I didn't dare to sleep now, why don't you come and take a look."

The text message was sent by Wakaki, and there is a recording file underneath.

Turn on the recording, there are bursts of air conditioning noise in the express hotel, mixed with vague murmuring from time to time, it sounds like Ruomu said, Xin Leitong kept talking in her dreams after falling asleep, but the sound quality of the recording was very average, and she couldn't hear it very clearly.

Jun Chengzong listened to it several times, but he didn't hear anything wrong from this recording, it sounded like a normal person dreaming and talking in a dream.

“…… Don't take my daughter ......"

"Huh-" When Xin Leitong didn't speak, the noise of the express hotel and the sound of car horns outside the window were very obvious.

“…… Please......"

The recording lasted less than a minute, and Jun Chengzong listened to it again with a frown, but still didn't hear anything unusual.

Maybe it's because Xin Leitong's mental pressure is too great during this period of time, and it is inevitable that she will have a lot of dreams when she falls asleep, and it is normal to talk in her dreams.

Jun Chengzong quickly edited a message and replied to it.

"People often dream when they are under too much mental pressure, and they will be accompanied by uncontrolled behaviors such as talking in their dreams, so you don't need to pay too much attention to it, it's not a big deal."

After replying to this text message, Jun Chengzong seemed to remember something, and added a sentence to the email he replied to Professor Cook.

"How much do you know about the Amu language?"

After sending the email, it was close to two o'clock in the morning, Jun Chengzong looked at the floor clock in the corner, and knew that it was time to rest.

During the time period between 3:30 and 4:30 in the morning, the activity of the mysterious spirits lurking on the dark side will increase significantly, so Jun Chengzong is used to sleeping before three o'clock anyway, because only when the human spirit is resting will it not be affected by the disturbance of the mysterious spirit.

Not only is Jun Chengzong used to doing this, but the vast majority of psychic mediums will not stay up until too late.

However, this night, Jun Chengzong once again repeated the hallucinations he had after being poisoned by the sap of the Heman tilapia tree.

In that hallucination, the vague figure was still dangling in front of Jun Chengzong, the iron hook cross in his hand was cold, the prayer of Emu echoed in Jun Chengzong's mind, the dim light shook above Jun Chengzong's head, and the breath of death was approaching frequently, making Jun Chengzong in his sleep really feel the pain.

"Forgive us for trespassing, as thou hast forgiven our souls, and I command thee, filthy soul, in the name of my lord, to tell me thy true name and surname, and the time of thy departure!"

"Get out of now! Blasphemer! ”

"Drink—"

Jun Chengzong screamed in surprise and sat up from the bed suddenly, because of this dream, the bed under him was already soaked with sweat.

A pillar of light came out of the curtain, hitting Jun Chengzong's feet, and the sky outside the window was already bright.

Jun Chengzong breathed a long sigh of relief, although it was only a nightmare, but the prayer that almost destroyed the soul together also made Jun Chengzong really feel the fear of death.

Why, it's this dream again......

Jun Chengzong held his forehead and picked up the medicine bottle beside him.

The migraine after waking up was a sequelae of his psychic two years ago, and he went to many doctors, but they were helpless and could only rely on painkillers to relieve the pain.

However, in the recent period, the effect of painkillers has also deteriorated a lot, Jun Chengzong took the five pills with his head up, sighed lightly, and understood in his heart that it seems that the amount of medicine will be increased again.

After taking painkillers, Jun Chengzong's migraine was slightly relieved, he sat on the bed, calmed down, and sorted out the previous situation in his mind.

The mysterious spirit incident in Xin Leitong's house has not been resolved, and according to the situation last night, it is not wise to confront that mysterious spirit head-on at night, maybe you can investigate it during the day when the mysterious spirit energy is not too strong.

After all, his current understanding of the mysterious spirit was limited to the Amu language, and if he could find the reason for the appearance of the mysterious spirit, he might be able to solve this trouble of Xin Leitong's family.

However, just as Jun Chengzong was about to turn over and get out of bed, his mobile phone inexplicably rang with a strange sound.

"Hum—"

I don't know when, Jun Chengzong's mobile phone on the bedside table turned on the recording and playback, and it was the dream talk that Xin Leitong sent from Ruomu last night after she fell asleep.

“…… Don't take my daughter ......"

"Whew-"

“…… Please......"

Indeed, as Ruomu said, Xin Leitong's dream words are really like talking to someone, and it's no wonder that Ruomu feels scared when he listens to it at night.

However, why did this phone turn on inexplicably?

Just as Jun Chengzong raised his hand and was about to lock up the recording that was playing on his mobile phone, a voice suddenly caught Jun Chengzong's attention.

“…… The soul of the young is the most delicious ......"

A gloomy voice was like a small noise, mixed with the sound of electricity and the noise of the air conditioning of the express hotel, which could not be heard at all without careful listening.

In other words, except for Jun Chengzong, I am afraid that few people can understand.

Because it wasn't spoken in human language, or rather, it wasn't the language it is as it is today.

but

Amu ......

It's Amu again!

The cold hairs on Jun Chengzong's body stood up at that time, and he didn't realize until this time that Ruomu felt right last night!

There is really a mysterious spirit beside Xin Leitong, and after Xin Leitong fell asleep, it appeared!

An inexplicable sense of crisis surged into Jun Chengzong's heart, if this is the case, then the problem is not in Xin Leitong's house, but in Xin Leitong's body!

Jun Chengzong hurriedly rolled over and got out of bed, put on a thin coat, and went straight to the computer.

He imported the recording file sent by Wakaki into the computer, and through the audio processing software, the noise in the recording was reduced to obtain a recording file that eliminated the noise of the air conditioner.

And Jun Chengzong listened to this recording of less than a minute, and he was directly stunned.

"Please." In the recording, Xin Leitong's voice was a little weak, and some were weak.

However, another ethereal voice appeared with a cacophony of electricity, speaking in Amu language!

"Soul, I want a delicious soul."