Huo Dongling hurriedly entered the bathroom, but as soon as he entered, the back of his neck hurt, and he suddenly fainted.

The peach blossom amulet he carried with him also had a black horn.

When he woke up again, Huo Dongling found that he was tied to a pillar, and the surrounding space was very large, full of different wax figures, these wax figures had one thing in common, that is, they had no eyes, only two empty holes, which looked particularly weird.

There was also a workbench not far away, a man with his head down, a thin figure, some long hair, covering his eyebrows and eyes, and his hands were still busy.

Huo Dongling's heart was pounding, and he shouted at the man: "Who are you?" Where is this? You caught me? ”

The man ignored her, and it was a long time before he looked up.

This man's name is Wang Wenzhe, and he is the owner of this wax museum, and he is deeply obsessed with wax figure making.

Wang Wenzhe finally put down the tools in his hand, got up tremblingly, and then slowly walked towards Huo Dongling, stretched out his hand, separated by a certain distance, and exclaimed: "You look so beautiful, you are the kind of beauty with vitality and aura." ”

If someone usually praises herself so much, the little princess is not obvious on the surface, and she must be a little happy.

But at this moment, this place is not right, and the person in front of you is not right.

Huo Dongling's heart beat faster, his head kept shrinking back, trying his best to avoid the other party's outstretched hand, and shouted: "Who are you?" Know who I am? Do you know who my dad is? ”

Wang Wenzhe ignored her words, and continued to say to himself: "The wax figure is a dead thing to those ordinary people outside. But they don't understand at all, wax figures are also flesh and blood, real, and able to breathe. They didn't believe me, so I was going to make a living wax figure. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Wenzhe slowly withdrew his hand, with appreciation in his eyes: "A fresh little girl like you, beautiful and exquisite, should be preserved for a long time, only a wax figure can preserve your beauty for a long time, I haven't met such a moving sacrifice as you for a long time." ”

Huo Dongling's scalp was numb, and he threatened sharply: "I warn you, my dad is Huo Yuquan, if you dare to touch me, my dad will never let you go." ”

Huo Yuquan, the ruler of the Huo family, a wealthy family in Beijing, often appears on the cover of financial magazines.

"He can't find you, no one will find here." Wang Wenzhe didn't care.

"I'm an Internet celebrity, there are many people who know me, and I'm still recording a show, it's a live broadcast, and soon someone will know that I'm missing from your wax museum, don't you want to escape." Huo Dongling was very anxious, but he would never admit defeat in his mouth.

Wang Wenzhe shook his head: "Little girl, you are still too naïve, useless, not to mention that this is exciting, the more people, the more interesting." ”

"Don't be complacent, even if they can't help you, my friend, Luxi will definitely find me." Huo Dongling took out his last hole card.

"You're talking about her?" Wang Wenzhe handed over a mobile phone, and the monitoring screen of the mobile phone was Luxi.

"You ......" Huo Dongling's face was as pale as dirt, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

Without waiting for her to finish, Wang Wenzhe looked at the monitoring of the mobile phone, with a bit of obsession in his expression: "A perfect beauty like her, without a single flaw, is really blessed." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, raised his head, and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, she will be with you soon." ”

Huo Dongling's heart slammed, sinking to the bottom, his hands and feet struggled, but he was tied tighter: "What do you want to do?" You are not allowed to touch her......"

Wang Wenzhe faced the empty place on the side, and gave a brief order: "Go and bring people." ”

The air flowed, and only a vague red shadow left.

Deer Creek's gaze retracted from the surveillance camera in the upper right corner, and walked towards the voice calling for help.

Soon he walked in front of a wax figure.

The wax figure is a young man, of medium height, medium build, with an ordinary, inconspicuous appearance, thrown into the crowd, and a large number of similar people can be found at any time.

The only difference is that this young man's wax face has a happy smile, but his eyes, deep in the pupils, are filled with fear.

The two emotions of excitement and fear are intertwined, making the expression of this wax figure look particularly strange.

At first glance, I only think that he is very real, really like he is not a wax figure in front of him, but a living person.

But at second glance, you will feel that he is too real, the smile of the wax figure, the distortion of the smile, the eyes of the wax figure, staring at you tightly, he is begging for help.

The wax figure in front of me is so realistic that you can even see the texture of the skin on your face.

The more real it is, the less expression there is on Luxi's face.

"You're asking me for help, who are you?" Deer Creek asked.

The photographer who followed behind her was puzzled, and didn't understand why she was talking to herself, obviously there was no one else around except the two of them, but she subconsciously felt a little cold on her back, and couldn't help but gather her clothes.

"Master, save me." Inside the wax figure, the ghost who had been locked up for several years couldn't help but reach out to her, trying to grasp the only hope.

The ghost's name is Yuan Jun, a native of Beijing, who was originally a staff member of the wax museum, and disappeared within a few days of work.

The family called the police, and the police also came to the wax museum to check.

Surveillance shows that on the day of Yuan Jun's disappearance, he left the wax museum normally during off-duty hours, and then disappeared.

In other words, Yuan Jun's disappearance has nothing to do with the wax museum.

After several investigations, the police did not have any clues.

Five or six years have passed, and even Yuan Jun's family has lost any hope, only thinking that something happened to someone in an unknown place.

didn't know that not only did Yuan Jun have an accident, but even his soul was not allowed to live in peace.

"He's a madman, I've been drugged by him, and by the time I wake up, my soul has been pulled out of my body. I could only watch as my flesh was used as a mold, coated with plaster liquid, sealed with thick plaster, and when the wax figure was finally made, the madman still refused to let me go. He put my soul in the wax figure, then cut off the skin from my flesh and draped it over the wax figure. The more Yuan Jun spoke, the more excited and desperate he became.

The wax figure that trapped his soul moved slightly, and the eyes of fear became darker and more real.

Knowing the truth, Luxi turned his head to look at the photographer next to him and spit out two words: "Call the police." ”

"Huh? Yes! The photographer opened his mouth wide, couldn't speak well, listened to her voice like a wooden man, took out his mobile phone, and called the police directly.

Just then, a voice came from behind him.

Huo Dongling hurriedly ran towards Luxi: "Luxi, I saw a wax figure over there just now, it's a little weird, you accompany me ......"

Before she finished speaking, Luxi stretched out her hand, her slender and powerful five fingers pinched her neck directly, and her voice was as cold as an ice blade: "Where is she?" ”

'Huo Dongling' breathing was restricted, he pulled her palms with both hands, and said with difficulty: "Luxi, who is she?" What are you talking about, how can I not understand? ”

This pretend, Luxi sneered: "Painted skin ghost, your way is not enough in front of me, to say it or not?" ”

With a wave of Luxi's hand, the person in front of him who looked like Huo Dongling suddenly changed his face, still a beautiful skin, bewitching and gorgeous, like a blooming peony, so beautiful that it hooked the soul.

Painted skin ghosts, with a thousand elephants, kill people to take skin, replace them, can illusion, can briefly transform into another person, ordinary people can not recognize.

The painted skin ghost was recognized by his true body, and he was not pretending, and smiled coquettishly: "The girl is really good eyesight, but the slave family is also controlled by others, and she can't tell the truth. ”

"You're threatening me." Luxi exerted force in his hand, but his voice was not hurried.

The white and tender swan neck under his hand was twisted a little bit, bent into an incredible arc, and he would have already died if he was a real person, but this painted skin ghost could still laugh.

"The slave family doesn't want to help the abuse, but it's not that the slave family doesn't want to help the girl, but it's powerless." The painted skin ghost laughed with tears, and his body was all the appearance, but he was just a hard-working person in the end.

The photographer was just an ordinary person, and he was stunned by the fright, but he couldn't help but sympathize.

Luxi smiled slightly: "Since you are useless, it is not worth my waste." ”

As he spoke, a heavenly thunder talisman appeared in his hand, and under the heavenly thunder, his soul flew away, and he ascended to bliss.

"Wait." The Painted Skin Ghost didn't care about pretending, and hurriedly shouted a pause.

has lived for hundreds of years, and the painted skin ghost knows that women are soft-hearted, but who would have expected to meet a hard-hearted person today.

Luxi's movements did not stop, and the Heavenly Thunder Fu was about to shoot the body of the painted skin ghost.

The Painttooth yelled, "I know where she is." ”

"Lead the way." Deer Creek let go.

The neck of the painted skin ghost has been bent at ninety degrees, and there is still the style of peony before.

But she didn't dare to make other small moves, and honestly led the way.

Upstairs, the second floor is near the largest workshop inside, and as soon as I got closer, the door was opened.

Seeing that the painted skin ghost was controlled by others, Luxi had already come to the door by himself, Wang Wenzhe's face did not change, and he stretched out his hand to block: "The private workshop is not open to the public." ”

Luxi didn't come to play tricks, nor did he come to listen to how he delayed time, he directly clenched his hands into fists, and several wax figures placed in the corridor were smashed one after another by a punch.

Wang Wenzhe's face changed, he was anxious and angry, and immediately stepped forward to stop: "What are you doing?" Do you know how precious these wax figures are? ”

Luxi sneered, raised his foot and kicked it, and the person was kicked two meters high and three meters away, in a parabolic arc.

The photographer was dumbfounded, and the camera he subconsciously held recorded the scene of kicking and flying without missing anything, not a special effect, no hanging Weiya.

Luxi walked straight through the door, and as soon as she entered, a figure threw herself at her, and then passed directly through her body.

Huo Dongling looked at his hands and feet in astonishment, looked at Luxi with a pouted mouth, and instantly cried: "Luxi, I'm dead, I've really become a ghost, you must avenge me, it's the turtle son outside who hurt me." ”

Luxi looked at her with a smile and comforted: "You are not dead, you are not a ghost now, but the soul is separated from the body, and the soul returns to the body." ”

Huo Dongling's crying stopped abruptly, and he sobbed: "Really? ”

Luxi nodded solemnly: "I promise." ”

Huo Dongling broke into tears and laughed, the corners of his mouth just rose, and when he thought of something, he suddenly became anxious: "My body, that turtle son is going to throw my body into the gypsum liquid, so I don't want to be so dirty." ”

Lu Xi followed her line of sight and saw Huo Dongling's body tilting from above a platform, and there was a full gypsum liquid below.

Seeing this, Lu Xi jumped forward, flew directly over, hugged Huo Dongling's body, turned around a few times, and fell to the ground.

"Don't worry, it's okay." After Luxi finished speaking, he faced a pair of bright star eyes.

Huo Dongling held her face, her little face was crimson, and she looked at Princess Luxi hugging her body, rounding it up, just hugging her princess.

The more I looked, the redder my little face became.

The more I look, the more I think about it.

Luxi coughed lightly: "Your body has been retrieved, now I will help you put your soul into your body first, it is not good that the soul has been out of your body for too long." ”

Huo Dongling wandered out of the world, and his mouth automatically responded: "Okay." ”

Luxi was helpless, put her body aside, pinched a finger, and said: "Heaven and spirit are one, the soul is worry-free, return!" ”

Huo Dongling only felt a dazzling eye, his body changed from light to a little heavy, and when he opened his eyes again, he had changed from standing to lying down.

She subconsciously raised her hands, and then hugged Luxi's thighs, this time she really hugged her thighs.

Huo Dongling was overjoyed, got up excitedly, hugged his thighs instead of hugging his arms, and jumped and jumped: "I'm alive again." ”

Deer Creek was forced to follow her and moved a few times.

After the excitement, Huo Dongling began to get angry: "Where is that turtle son, I don't beat him in the face, he doesn't know that my Huo Dongling's Huo is not so easy to write." ”

Deer Creek pointed out the door.

Huo Dongling rushed out angrily, and soon a voice sounded outside the door: "Slut, today is either you die or I live, I will fight with you." ”

The little princess had never suffered such grievances, she was completely furious, flew up, sat on Wang Wenzhe, who had not recovered from serious injuries, raised her hands, started work left and right, grabbed and pinched, every time she made a shot, she never missed, and screamed one after another.

When the police arrived, the person was already dying, his face was covered with scratches, bruises and purple pinchmarks, and he had lost his appearance.

It was an acquaintance, Lao Zhang from the special office.

Lao Zhang looked at this inhuman-like thing suspiciously: "This is?" ”

"The culprit." Luxi explained, "Fifty percent of the wax figures in the display case below are trapped with a soul. ”

Hearing this, Lao Zhang's face changed.

This time, the reason why it was the people from the special office who came, not the ordinary police, was because the strangeness of this wax museum had already been targeted by the upper echelons.

The people who disappeared before have more or less a little connection with the wax museum.

It's just that many times of open and secret investigations have not found anything strange inside, but I never thought that Wang Wenzhe would be so mad.

Murder kills, even souls are not spared.

Suddenly, Wang Wenzhe, who was lying still, shouted: "Master, save me." ”

In the next second, his entire body lifted upward, and then he fell back down, not breathing.

At the same time, a newborn spirit floated out of his body.

Immediately afterwards, the honest painter ghost on the side also suddenly became difficult.

Under the combination of the two, Lao Zhang and others were caught off guard.

Luxi knew that they would not be so honest, so his hands were sealed, and the two heavenly thunder talismans broke through the air.

Wang Wenzhe wanted to escape, but he was caught off guard, and was pushed hard by the painted skin ghost, becoming a substitute for the dead ghost, and forcibly received two heavenly thunder talismans, and he didn't have time to say a word, and his soul flew away.

The Painttooth seized the opportunity and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Luxi looked at the place where the painted skin ghost disappeared, and let the tiger return to the mountain, which does not mean that it will leave a bane, but to lure the snake out of the hole.

From the moment he entered this wax museum, Luxi felt a familiar atmosphere, just like in the basement of Cao Lei's villa.

After the painted skin ghost escaped from death, he changed several skins one after another, and finally entered a house without realizing it.

Entering the door, a slap came over.

"I told you to protect Wenzhe well, what about others?" The black-robed old man asked angrily.

The painted skin ghost knelt directly on the ground: "The subordinates are not well protected, please punish the Venerable." ”

Lao Dao looked at her coldly, half loud, and asked, "Did you bring anything back?" ”

The painting ghost respectfully presented a thing, white, round, and as smooth as jade.

This is the spiritual source formed in the inner mansion by the people in the Xuanmen, who practice the mysticism, including the cultivation of every Xuanshi.

Often, after a person dies, the spiritual source will also be shattered.

It's useless to keep it, but if it's a complete spiritual source, it's the best tonic for some ghosts.

Lao Dao threw the spiritual source in his hand backwards and fell into a mouth, and with the click sound, a familiar figure appeared.

Lao Dao patted the comer's shoulder: "Good boy, it's not in vain that I have raised you for so long, now it's time for you to repay and kill her." ”

Cao Lei's black resentment boiled all around, his face was stiff like a puppet, he didn't see the slightest expression, and left with his body.

Lao Dao stroked his palms and smiled, and his laughter was cold: "Luxi, if you do bad things to me one after another, kill my apprentice, I will make your bones and soul scattered." ”

On the wax museum's side, the culprits died one by one and ran away, but the matter is not completely over, especially those souls trapped in the wax figures.

Fortunately, the special office came to a special person this time to lift the seal for them, and then overdue.

The few visitors to the wax museum were invited out, and Luxi and the others also left here.

"Who is she?" Not far away, a pale, handsome man in a wheelchair asked.

The assistant pushing the wheelchair replied, "Da Shao, she's Luxi." ”

"It turned out to be her, my good second brother has now become not like a human or a ghost, and I have taken revenge for a big revenge, thanks to her." The man smiled, "I should come to the door and thank you." ”

After saying that, he coughed heavily a few more times.

Men no longer have the energy to care about entertainment tabloids, and for benefactors, they can only meet but not know.

The assistant looked worried, but he was already surprised, and handed him the medicine he was carrying.

After the man took the medicine, he finally stopped coughing, and his pale and colorless lips became more rosy because of his excitement, and he looked a little more human.

"Let's go back! I still have to go back. The man waved his hand, his tone cold.

The assistant silently pushed him away.

At this time, Luxi glanced back, but did not see the face, only the fate line on the man's body that had been tampered with and plundered.

A good sweet date turned into a thriller adventure, Luxi, Wax Museum, Huo Dongling, "Sweet Cabin", the topic of related words has appeared on Weibo hot searches one after another.

Hou Guotai of the chief director's office was angry and laughing, he had a good love for the Zong, there was no sweet love, and he was about to compete with the Dire Zongzong next door.

But as soon as you look at the number of people in the live broadcast room, the rising line has not changed, and the popularity is getting higher and higher, which means that the commercial value of "Sweet House" is getting higher and higher.

Now, there are several sponsors in contact with the assistant director.

In the end, he was still more happy than depressed, Hou Guotai smiled.

But at this moment, there is a family that can't laugh.

Luxi and the others had just left the wax museum when they were stopped by a group of three and a family of three.

"Master Deer, can you take a step to speak?" The middle-aged man was cautious and respectful.

Huo Dongling next to Luxi said in surprise: "Uncle, aunt, why are you here." ”

Everyone who came was her acquaintance.

The two people she called her uncle and aunt were Yin Yi's parents.

The Yin family and the Huo family are both wealthy families, and people in the same circle don't see each other when they look up.

Don't look at Huo Dongling and Yin Yi not dealing with each other, it is all between juniors, for the older generation, the cooperation will not be affected by the contradictions between juniors.

Huo Dongling had followed his parents several times and attended the Yin family's gatherings, and Yin Yi was the same.

"Winter Spirit is there, too." Yin's mother smiled and greeted, "I look a lot more sensible, I really have grown up." Unlike my Yin Yi, who is tall but doesn't have brains. As he spoke, he poked Yin Yi's head with hatred of iron and steel.

Look at other people's children, casually go on a variety show, and you can make friends with a big guy.

What about your own one?

It will only cost money.

Yin Yi was aggrieved and awkward, and lost in front of her rival, not to mention how depressed she was.

Huo Dongling smiled in his heart, but said on his mouth: "What's the matter, Yin Yi is also very good, very filial, and yesterday he specially came to us to buy a few talismans and go back to be filial to his uncle and aunt." ”

Of course, this was not to say good things for Yin Yi, but to poke her foot and remind her not to forget that she lost a game yesterday.

After losing three games in a row, Huo Dongling was so jubilant, and Yin Yi was so broken.

Yin Yi turned her head and didn't look at the villain's face.

Here, Father Yin's eyebrows could not hide his eagerness, and he couldn't take his eyes off Luxi.

Although Mother Yin was talking to Huo Dongling, she was also listening to the movement here.

Luxi nodded lightly: "Mr. Yin, please first." ”

"The master pleases first." Father Yin didn't dare to walk in front.

After a few prevarications, the two of them went one after the other, and followed Huo Dongling and others to the nearest restaurant box.

"Master Deer, please help our family of three, we really have no choice." In the box, Yin's father has a request for others, and his posture is very low, mainly because if the matter at home is not resolved, their family of three is really about to collapse.

Luxi helped her, she boasted that she had an eye for money, but she didn't need to be low-minded: "I came with you, naturally to solve things, you tell me what's going on first?" ”

Yin's father's status has heard of the Xuanmen people, and recently because of the family affairs, he has also dealt with some Xuanmen people.

Most of the people in the Xuanmen are high-minded, and there is no dust under their eyes, and they are as easy to talk as Luxi, and it is really the first time to see them.

It's just that those people in the Xuanmen who have a high posture have not solved the troubles at home.

Probably the real master, the height is not the posture, but the ability.

Father Yin must be in his heart, and said slowly.

"I have to talk about it from half a month ago......"