The full name of the Arabic language is Ghost Language. Vertex is the fastest update, and this name cannot, of course, be a real name, but a stage name.

She is a well-known psychic medium, who does not divinate or predict, only summons spirits, and has a limited number of soul-conjuring objects.

Even so, this person has real power, and he is open to business, and he will soon have a reputation, and many people will come to her to "chat".

Qi Bai is one of them.

Her mother died young, so every time she came to find ghost talk, it was to talk to her mother's soul.

This kind of chat can be regarded as a comfort to Qi Bai's soul.

There are not a few people who come to find ghost words with the same psychology as Qi Bai, and in addition, they are people who want to ask something from the mouth of the dead.

Tian Tian took out his mobile phone and began to call people.

Qi Bai still felt uneasy.

Restricted by the ability to speak ghosts, Qi Bai will pull every day every time he comes, and the strength of the two people is enough to recruit Qi Bai's mother. More people, she hadn't tried, but she had heard of someone doing it.

"Is that okay?" Qi Bai asked.

Ghost Yu shook his head, "I don't know. The biggest conjuring I've ever done was thirteen people, and it was their mentor, a professor, or an associate professor. He died of a sudden illness, and many things were not explained. His students wanted to ask him something. They are also not so serious, more like a mourning event, similar to collective psychological counseling. ”

"That professor is not a social celebrity, he has no inspiration, and he has just died, so it's easy to recruit." Granny Enna's situation is too special. ”

After Qi Bai heard this, he still hesitated.

As far as the description of ghost language is concerned, I, a bystander, find it very unreliable.

The object of the conjuring spirit is the famous spirit medium, and it can even be said that it is the most famous and capable spirit medium in recent years. The other party also said that they would kill Qi Bai, so they rashly decided to continue to summon spirits and confront each other face to face, so they couldn't help but take these things too seriously.

I observed for a while, and found that the ghost whisper didn't seem to see the extra yin energy in the room. She may not have yin and yang eyes at all.

Whether there are yin and yang eyes or not cannot prove the level of strength, but people who do not have yin and yang eyes will always be a little constrained in the face of ghosts. Humans habitually observe objects visually. If you can't see it, then all other actions will be affected.

Tian Tian has made several phone calls in a row, and the action of calling people seems to be going very smoothly.

This made me even more uneasy.

Compared to Qi Bai, I was even more uneasy. I know how powerful Enna's mother-in-law is, I know Qi Bai's doomed death, and I can still feel the yin energy circling in the room. Most of all, the scene before me reminded me of the people I had seen dying.

Being a little expert in death is a good example of this.

Without any preparation, he ran to the haunted place, and the courage was breathtaking.

He died in the end.

He escaped death, but eventually died.

What is happening now seems to me to be no different from death.

But obviously, among the three people in front of him, only Qi Bai was the most worried. But Qi Bai's worries were also limited to Enna's mother-in-law's words, and she was very relieved about the next soul conjuring behavior.

I don't understand.

Do the three of them have any confidence?

"There were only four who had time to come. Is that enough? "Ask the ghost every day," put it in the evening, and there will be more people. ”

"Who did you call?" Qi Bai asked.

"The people in the group." Answer every day.

This answer made me even more uneasy.

What swarm? Jin Shanshan's group of supernatural enthusiasts? Didn't the thin man say before that Qi Bai had changed a lot and was no longer obsessed with these? Why do you still participate in that kind of group?

"In the group? Okay, huh? They ......" Qi Bai was a little uneasy.

Qi Bai thought of the usual style of friends in the group.

"It should work. They all know Granny Enna, and several of them want to meet her. Some can't make it to the end. It's best to ask today. Tian Tian said, looking at the ghost language, "Granny Enna said that she was going to kill Bai Bai, didn't say when she would do it?" ”

What kind of problem is this?

I was dumbfounded.

Do these people really pay attention to this?

The ghost replied, "No." She just said that. She's not very ...... sane."

"Even if you have to come, it's not so fast. Across the ocean. Tian Tian said.

"Hmm. She was buried in the Wellington cemetery after her death. Over there, it's going to be hard to get out. Ghost Whisper said.

Qi Bai's mood calmed down slightly.

Wellington cemetery?

I was wondering, Qi Bai's consciousness had already answered my question.

Wellington Cemetery is a well-known psychic cemetery abroad. Many psychic mediums and psychics choose to be buried there. This tradition has been going on for more than three hundred years. In the cemetery, there is a magic circle laid by a witch more than 300 years ago to prevent the dead from turning into evil spirits and keep them in a long sleep.

There are many legends about the Wellington cemetery, all of which are haunted. But in any of these stories, the attempt of the great, powerful psychic to escape from the Wellington cemetery was a thrilling, if not thrilling, one.

The trio's reassurance seemed to stem from their trust in the Wellington cemetery.

Even if Granny Enna said that she would kill Qi Bai, she was buried in the Wellington cemetery, and she couldn't escape casually.

Moreover, in Qi Bai's opinion, Granny Enna is the most famous psychic medium in recent years, and her strength is strong, but she can't compare with other legendary dead people in Wellington.

I'm afraid that my understanding of psychic mediums and the supernatural circle is not as good as that of these three outsiders. But because of this, I feel more and more powerless.

The answers that ordinary people come up with according to common sense are too incorrect.

What they think is going is a far cry from how quickly things are actually getting worse.

Perhaps, more than a year ago, they were completely correct in these reasoning and analysis, but now they are not.

I glanced at the ghost whisper.

I already have a rough estimate of this person's strength.

I made a few more phone calls every day, and I got together seven people.

This is already the limit.

The three of them were chatting and waiting for someone. The subject of the small talk is to guess why Enna's mother-in-law killed Qi Bai.

This kind of aimless chat can easily put people at ease.

Someone kept ringing the doorbell, rushed here, inquired about the situation in detail, and joined the discussion of the three people.

I look at these people, all young, and at the same time, very excited.

This emotion makes me feel very uncomfortable.

They don't show much enthusiasm, and they talk about trivial things in life from time to time. It can be seen that these people have a good relationship, usually have close contacts, and are not fanatical supernatural enthusiasts. They have no fear of the next conjuring, and only curiosity and adoration for Granny Enna. That kind of worship is the worship of ordinary people to social celebrities, not the worship of idols by brain-dead fans.

The people who came comforted Qi Bai.

Qi Bai's mood completely relaxed at this time.

"Maybe it's just the wrong channel. It's like a walkie-talkie receiving a signal with a channel plugged in. Then it doesn't have to be what is said to you. ”

"I've heard from friends outside my country that after she was sent to Wellington, she was guarded by a special person. Wellington is now closed to the public and is fully closed. ”

"Isn't it? Granny Enna is not that kind of dark witch. ”

"Really. It's not that it's closed after Enna's mother-in-law died, it's that it's closed before. ”

"Before? Who was the one who went in before? ”

"I don't remember...... The last time someone was buried, was it many years ago? ”

"I have the impression of being a shaman with a lot of tattoos. That's the one who killed the president of that country. ”

"The president who died of a heart attack?"

"Yes, yes!"

The atmosphere was relaxed, and the conversation spread, until Ghost Whisper said that he had rested enough to start a new conjuring, and everyone entered the dark room.