Chapter 91: The Wrong Ones

It's just a poster on the wall.

The light of the candle fell on the brass mirror, and the face on the poster was naturally reflected.

I turned around and tore it off, and found that the poster was very shabby, and it was an artist from the 80s and 90s, who looked like he was singing Peking Opera.

There are only old people.

I like to hang this kind of thing.

"It's okay."

"Don't be surprised."

"Go on."

I waved my hand and said to Zong Qiqi.

"Well, that's scary."

Zong Qiqi patted his chest, calmed down slightly, straightened his movements, and began to comb his hair to the brass realm, repeating each step.

The action of combing the hair is still in a hurry, so it is not so neat.

I glanced at the live broadcast price in my hand, and after Zong Qiqi's surprise, coupled with the fact that his union continued to brush gifts to attract traffic, I gained a lot of new audiences.

Some people began to brush that the anchor was not playing the script.

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw it.

If it's really playing with the script, it's much more interesting.

It's not good.

Tomorrow will make the headlines.

But tonight, it's not going to be possible.

According to my guess, it will be safe and sound.

But I didn't expect that.

The idea just came to me.

I realized that something was wrong.

Zong Qiqi, who was originally a little anxious, suddenly slowed down with his hand combing his hair, and his body stopped abruptly in a strange posture.

Two seconds later.

She started laughing in the mirror.

Continue combing your hair with your hair in your hands.

Merely.

That kind of combing hair doesn't look like a modern person at all.

I can understand it after watching many costume dramas.

The ancients combed their hair, and modern people combed their hair, which is different.

The former is the most particular about manners.

And now.

Zong Qiqi seems to have changed people.

The action of combing the hair is very gentle.

Laughter, but it sounds so weird.

"Zong Qiqi?"

My face changed slightly, and I subconsciously shouted.

But.

She didn't even pay any attention to me.

Still combing his hair.

Moreover, there is a lot of strength.

There are a lot of hairs, all of which run down the comb, and she has been forced down.

"Zong Qiqi!"

I shouted again, but she still didn't respond.

That's when I realized that I was in big trouble.

Zong Qiqi's appearance is either evil or possessed.

But why didn't I notice it?

I held the camera up, and I didn't rush to make a rash move.

At this time, if I mess around, or disturb her, there is a high probability that something will happen that I can't predict.

In the live broadcast room.

Question marks, which have filled the entire screen.

Anyone with a little bit of a brain can see what's going on.

"Those who are in the middle of evil, point the three points of Fengchi, Wangu, and Tianzhu, and they can make them sober."

A solution came to my mind, but when I looked up at Zong Qiqi again, I found that she had turned her head to look at me at some point.

In those eyes.

Extremely vicious.

Spicy!

The face is also a little hideous.

It's as if I were her father-killer.

Just right.

This expression was also recorded by the camera.

In the live broadcast room, there was an uproar.

"Zong Qiqi."

"Can you hear me?"

I was preoccupied, I had already started to drive the strength in my body, and I was ready to subdue her on the spot at any time and place, and I could deal with her with a knife.

"You killed me, I want to seek revenge on you......"

"Revenge!"

Zong Qiqi suddenly propped himself up and threw himself at me.

"Not good!"

I got goosebumps all over my body and instantly raised my hand.

Can be a second.

"Ahahahaha......ha

"Scares the hell out of you, huh?"

"Hahaha!"

Zong Qiqi suddenly laughed out loud, stopped his movements, and looked at me with a smug expression.

"You ......"

That's when I reacted.

This guy.

Deliberately pretending to scare me.

"It's naïve."

I gave her a cold look.

She smiled and said, "Classmate Yang, I thought you were very bold, but I didn't expect to be scared like this, hahaha......"

"Everyone in the live broadcast room was also scared, right? Hahahaha, it seems that my acting skills have improved. ”

"I've deceived you."

I didn't bother to pay attention to her, and just as time had passed, I was about to take her to the next bathroom when a gloomy wind blew from outside.

Zong Qiqi's body came to an abrupt end again.

The beautiful eyes also became sluggish.

"Huh??"

I frowned and looked her up and down.

The same move, play twice?

When I'm a child?

I sneered and said, "Zong Qiqi, you have to play by yourself, I don't have time to play with you, come with me again, I'll leave!" ”

No response.

The next second.

She stretched out her hands and grabbed me by the neck.

Strength.

It's huge.

I was caught off guard.

The mobile phone used for live broadcast in his hand also fell to the ground and turned into pitch black, and the black screen of death was directly black.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

I tried to resist, but her hand suddenly became so strong that my trachea was closed, and it only took a second or two for me to be out of breath.

Crunchy.

The bones in the neck are rattling.

"It's so fresh, it's the best way to sew it on your body......"

Zong Qiqi actually said with a sneer in another voice.

My brain was so deprived of oxygen that I couldn't care what she said, and I was about to faint, so I had to lift my leg hard and kick her in the stomach.

The force of this kick is not small.

Ke Zong Qiqi actually carried it hard.

My face sank slightly, and at such a critical moment, my mind suddenly came to mind the grappling technique that my father had taught me, and I grabbed her arm with both hands and unloaded it with force.

Click.

The joints of Zong Qiqi's wrists were directly removed by me, and I also successfully escaped with the help of this gap.

"Phew...... Hoo Ha ......"

I gasped loudly, but Zong Qiqi didn't give me a chance to react, and actually rushed towards me again, in a very weird posture.

"Really?"

Feel the wind blowing in your face.

I was dumbfounded.

It may have been pretended just now.

No way now!

During this period of time, my contact with the art of ghosts and gods has not been small, and of course my sense of yin qi has become more and more acute.

Is there really anything dirty in this murderous house?

If you don't come early, you don't come late, but this is the time.

There's definitely something strange about this.

It stands to reason that it is not a simple matter for a living person to want to be put on the body.

There are three fires on the shoulders of people, and everyone knows it, but these three fires are not strong enough, or when one of them is extinguished, the upper body only nods.

Zong Qiqi was so easy to be recruited, there were only two possibilities.

One, this feminine thing that doesn't know where it came from is very powerful.

Second, the person who lost the talisman of the obsidian and changed her life for her destroyed the balance of yin and yang in her body.

But.

Either way, it doesn't matter.

When I came with Zong Qiqi, I deliberately took a satchel from Dong Fatzi's luggage to carry some necessary things.

Like what.

Boss that Southeast Asian monk and deal with my bell.

I picked it up, put it in my bag, and with a movement of my wrists, I pulled out the bell and held it high above my head.

"You've messed with someone you shouldn't have messed with!"