Chapter 8: The Wreath of Souls
At this moment, a man walked in, his originally empty eyes with a touch of fear. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The silver moon flying knife in the man's hand refracted a dazzling silver light, and the flying knife itself had a silver glow, like a flame.
Pinching between his fingers, just "go back," the man said coldly.
The soul in front of him seemed to be shocked by his words, and quietly returned to his body, it is strange to say, even if this soul is not the same, compared to the usual grandmother, the current grandmother is like being evil, but the terrible thing is that Gu Chenchen and Song Ying have not taken any action.
A simple sentence to go back seemed to solve a major matter, Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the mobile phone left by Gu Chenchen and said, "I hope there will be no accidents before burning this shroud, otherwise it will be ......"
In the dark night, Gu Chenchen and Zhang Heng had just walked through the intersection, and a person in a white dress was sneakily exploring the road.
"Han Qianxue!" Zhang Heng immediately thought of Han Qianxue when he saw this back.
I saw the back all the time, and the whole person was stunned there, turned around and smiled, "Haha, what a coincidence, the scenery here is so good, I'll continue to shop"
"Really? The front is the men's toilet" Zhang Heng said coldly, because it was too dark, so Zhang Heng kindly pointed to the road.
In the end, Han Qianxue still compromised and said the purpose of her coming here, because after seeing Song Ying leave in a hurry, she guessed that something must have happened here, of course, this sentence was not said, Han Qianxue only said that she thought it should be fun and exciting here, and maybe she could meet ghosts again.
Zhang Heng really knelt down, people had to encounter this kind of thing, she couldn't wait to meet it quickly.
Hearing Song Ying coming, Gu Chenchen's originally heavy heart also let go, but Zhang Heng didn't think so, could it be that they were all here for a wild ghost?
After dinner, Zhang Heng, Song Ying, and Gu Chenchen could only sleep in one bed and one room. And Han Qianxue is a girl, she can only have one room by herself, in fact, Zhang Heng doesn't mind sharing a room with Han Qianxue, but the girl is not happy.
Zhang Heng was speechless, I don't mean to be rude to you. It's better to sleep with a girl than to be in a bed with two boys, and you're older than me, and I'm not happy if you want to eat the grass.
After taking a bath, the other two boys are also connected, fortunately there is air conditioning, otherwise three people squeeze into a bed and die of heat and half death, there is no air conditioning in the original remote place, but fortunately adjustments have been made, and every household can finally install air conditioning.
Zhang Heng sat on the bed with a bitter expression on his face, the reason is very simple, in order to save money, he has not been willing to buy a good mobile phone, this mobile phone can not do anything except make calls.
Seeing Gu Chenchen flipping through the screen of his mobile phone, Song Ying was uncomfortable tapping on the keyboard of his notebook.
At this time, a woman in a white dress ran over with a notebook and a lollipop in her mouth.
Before he could agree, he jumped on the bed as soon as he threw his shoes "Alas! Come here, come here! Look."
After several people gathered around, Han Qianxue pointed to the laptop screen, and a message on it attracted their attention.
In addition, a photo is attached, and the place on the photo is the wreath shop that Zhang Heng went to today, and now this point has already been sent and placed in front of the door.
The information given above is not much, just a few words: this wreath shop must have a "ghost" inside, don't come here to buy! Although the information is wrong, it deliberately puts quotation marks around the ghosts of the inner ghosts, which shows that there are really ghosts or ......
"I'll just say, this wreath shop is definitely not simple," Gu Chenchen said solemnly.
But what they haven't reacted to is that when they read this news, Grandma Zhang Heng's soul had already come to the door, standing in the center of the two wreaths, and the gloomy night looked extremely weird and terrifying.
The wreath fluttered against the wind, and one of the white wreaths actually moved, following behind Grandma Zhang Heng's soul, as if following her. It wasn't until she was brought to the original wreath shop that she returned from the line, in the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere, in addition to the remoteness of the area, this moving wreath must be able to frighten many people, but it is not that no one has ever seen it, once there were dead people, and they could also accidentally come across it when they came out to walk around in the middle of the night.
But it's nothing, the wreath walks on its own, and it doesn't attack anyone.
Song Ying pushed her glasses after seeing this news, but the ghost knew that the glasses didn't have a prescription, and she didn't know what to do with them, maybe it was not clear in appearance.
Song Ying exclaimed, "Not good" as if she had reacted to something.
But when I arrived at the ice coffin, there was nothing, and it was just as safe to go out to see the wreaths outside.
The others also rushed over.
Song Ying said with a bad face, "I don't feel that there are ghosts here."
"Ghosts? Is it here? Han Qianxue looked around, her eyes locked on the ice coffin, "There are corpses here, so there should be souls?" But I didn't feel anything."
"Sure enough, it's the problem of the wreath shop, when I bought the wreath with Zhang Heng today, I clearly saw a foot coming out from the back of the wreath, but when I saw someone, I shrank back, and what I can be sure of is that it is definitely not a human foot"
Gu Chenchen continued, "Not only that, when you enter that wreath shop, you can smell a very heavy smell of corpses, but there are also some special energy bodies, if you guess correctly, they are souls."
"That wreath, I guess there is some special secret that can hook the soul, but what does that boss want a soul? He, an ordinary human being, can only bring trouble if he provokes some ghosts," Gu Chenchen frowned.
Zhang Heng was a little nervous, "Then nothing will happen to my grandma?"
"I don't know if there's anything wrong, I can only go and see," Song Ying said.
Under Han Qianxue's bewitchment, several people didn't wait for tomorrow, they just said they would go today.
Not far from the wreath shop, Han Qianxue was the first to give the data, "There are ghosts here, and there are quite a few, no, it's a lot!" ”
A few people struggled to climb up to the roof, uncover the tiles, and see people made of paper inside, and they can move!
At the same time, which boss also happened to be below, holding a paper figure in his hand, on the forehead of Zhang Heng's grandmother, a red ghost charm was pasted, with the movement of the boss's fingers, the soul turned into an air flow into the paper man, the boss bit his finger, and a drop of blood dropped on the paper man's forehead, sealing the soul in the paper man.
Zhang Heng couldn't control himself the moment he saw this scene, but he was stopped by Song Ying.
"Let go!" Zhang Heng shouted coldly.
"You go in and have no effect except being killed by tens of millions of ghosts, let's go back first and think of a way" Song Ying grabbed Zhang Heng's arm and said.
Now there is no way but to suppress them, and Zhang Heng can only go back with them first.
When you get home......
There was silence, and no one came up with a solution.
But there is no endless road, and after more than half an hour of silence, Gu Chenchen snapped his fingers.