"By the way, what should I do with those spells that are about to arrive?"

At the moment before sending three thousand grievances into the coffin of the living.

Xu Ming suddenly asked.

"No need to deal with it, I've had people modify the delivery time. All spells will arrive around February 12th. At that time, you just need to sign for me. As for the formation that connects the spells, what do you think these living coffins were originally prepared for? ”

Faced with Xu Ming's question, the three thousand resentments replied casually with their eyes closed while lying down in the coffin.

Seeing this, Xu Ming was stunned at first, and then nodded in response.

"I see, I see."

Let's talk about it.

The doctor covered the coffin for the three thousand grievances.

Three thousand resentments were not worried that Xu Ming would betray.

Because the doctor's evil spirits and curses are all catalyzed by his own hands, and at the same time, he has full control.

Therefore, he can let Xu Ming disappear anytime and anywhere.

As for Xu Ming, he couldn't resist.

……

"Hah."

The next afternoon, Guan Xin'er got up from her messy bed and yawned into the bathroom.

She livestreamed again yesterday all night.

Therefore, I have not been able to wake up until now.

"Bang la la blah."

With the sound of water release, it sounded suddenly.

In the mirror in front of the sink, the scruffy image of the young woman is also exposed.

Hair piled up in a mess.

The clothes were crumpled and twisted.

There was a slight blackness around the eye sockets.

Dry lips are almost bloody.

But even so, the woman's delicate facial features still didn't make her look too unbearable.

At least her fair skin and tall figure still add a bit of a lazy style to her.

Well, if at this moment, there is no strange sound coming from her mouth.

"Uh-uh-uh."

Pity.

Guan Xin'er, who is alone, is indeed not a lady.

And while rolling his eyes, he made a movement similar to a zombie roar.

"I'm so tired, I don't want to stay up all night again."

Holding his neck with a sore back.

Guan Xin'er complained bitterly.

Then, I picked up a toothbrush and washed up.

It can be observed that the interior of her room is plastered with posters of games and anime characters.

Even in the bathroom, there are some cartoon-style peripherals.

Guan Xin'er is an otaku.

Twenty-three years old, bachelor's degree, like good-looking sixteen-year-old boy (self-report).

Because of this hobby, this person is hovering on the edge of the law at any time.

But because of its closed personality and detachment from the crowd.

Therefore, it is less harmful to society (fog).

Well, to put it bluntly, Guan Xin'er is a very standard niche culture lover.

Both conceited and inferior.

Both withdrawn and talkative.

Extreme ego and cowardly personality at the same time.

People like this generally have a hard time gaining a foothold in traditional society.

Fortunately, the advent of the information age has given them a little possibility to gather for warmth.

Guan Xin'er is such a lucky person.

Although I didn't have many friends since I was a child.

But on the Internet, I met many like-minded people.

Of course, eighty percent of the same thing is not a good-looking sixteen-year-old boy.

But it doesn't matter if you like to play games or watch anime.

Between them and Guan Xin'er, there is always some common language.

coupled with Guan Xin'er's unobtrusive personality.

Gradually.

Women have attracted a lot of attention.

This avoids the tragic fate of becoming a social animal after stepping out of the campus.

It also made her successfully continue her hobby.

Namely.

A good-looking sixteen-year-old boy (fog).

……

"Quack, quack, quack."

Under the warm and bright sun.

The red-eyed crow landed outside the window, looking sideways at everything in the room.

After Guan Xin'er finished eating "breakfast", she sat on the sofa and played with her mobile phone.

She was trying to get in touch with a friend, come to the exhibition to attend the event, and by the way, she also found some information about the eight-armed boy.

"Ding-dong."

Wait until a message prompt sounds.

Guan Xin'er received another euphemistic refusal.

The other party said that she has been a little busy recently, so she can't come to Chongming City to play.

"Hey, busy, busy."

Guan Xin'er, who knew that others needed to go to work, didn't have much to insist on, so she had no choice but to give up.

She doesn't have many friends in reality, only three in total.

This time, it shouldn't be coming.

"It seems that I can only prepare for it myself."

He shook his head regretfully.

Guan Xin'er browsed again, involving various videos and pictures of the eight-armed boy.

"So, even if it's CG, this modeling is amazing."

"Sixteen years old, the eight-armed boy must be and must be only sixteen!"

"But the difficulty of cos is really big enough."

While talking to herself, Guan Xin'er set a few clearer pictures as screensavers.

The next second.

She looked down at her arm again.

"First of all, my skin isn't that white."

"Secondly, I have to get six arms."

"Also, the material of the arm should not be too heavy."

"Of course, it can't be too fake."

Yes, what Guan Xin'er is going to play in the activity of the hundred ghosts is the eight-armed boy who has only recently appeared on the Internet.

As for the reason.

Apparently because of her little hobby.

I don't know why he is so obsessed with the age of sixteen.

In short, it is good that it does not affect other people.

……

It is worth mentioning that the popularity of the eight-armed boy has not decreased in the past two days.

More and more people are starting to discuss conspiracy theories about superpowers.

As Mr. Lee suggests, officials appear to be deliberately permissive of similar information.

In this way, the people will gradually participate in the action against psionic crimes.

Therefore.

The management attitude of the Cyber Regulatory Bureau is also very ambiguous.

Facing the tide of public opinion and screen recording.

Some of them deleted, some of them didn't.

Let netizens guess and imagine.

But there is no positive response.

So to this day, various images of the eight-armed boy are still hung on the search homepage of some portals.

People are talking about what is true and what is false.

But forgot.

Only the giant is difficult to hide.