The little girl wrapped herself in a quilt fragilely, her hair was disheveled, her eye sockets were sunken in her sockets, and her eyes were dark.

If you don't look closely, it really has a bit of a gothic flavor.

Han Juanjuan listened to the loud echo in the room, her body kept shaking, and her mouth kept muttering, "No, no, it's not. ’

Lingzhi quickly pinched the trick in his hand, and a green light full of life shot into the somewhat worn doll on the bed.

The doll instantly became torn apart, and a strong evil aura dispersed from the doll, causing the villa to shake.

From day to night in an instant.

The whole building, I can't see my fingers.

The roar downstairs was gone, replaced by the sound of the woman's determined footsteps.

Lingzhi smiled, she didn't know what to say about this mother for a while.

She walked to the side of the bed, caressed Han Juanjuan's back softly with her eyes, and said softly: "Look, she cares about you, even if she falls into darkness, she unswervingly walks upstairs, wanting to protect you, you are very happy." ”

The succubus in the darkness laughed wildly, it turned into a black mist and merged with the darkness, and its high-pitched voice satirized the fragile family of three at the scene.

"You call this deformed home happiness, good girl, obedient, go with your sister, this world is full of pain, no one likes you, you are just a burden in their eyes, your so-called friends, but for your family's money, no one really likes you, do you hear the sound of the door opening? That's the sound of your mom and brother running away, haha. ”

Han Juanjuan broke down and shouted in the bed, she was like a fish about to die of drought, opening her mouth wide and panting, but she couldn't make a sound.

Lingzhi's fingers quickly pinched the trick and pulled out a charm from his pocket.

The spell came out of her hand, and it rushed into the black mist in mid-air with unmistaken precision, and a piercing wail appeared in the air.

Her voice was varied, one moment a mature man, the next a dying old man, and a few crisp childlike voices.

When Han Juanjuan in the cup heard a certain voice, hot tears rolled in her dry eyes, and her mouth trembled.

Lingzhi's slender palm spread out, and a flowing fire with red leaves shook the branches and leaves lazily in her palm, as if she smelled something, and its branches and leaves froze, and the branches grew wildly, greedily absorbing the evil qi in the villa.

In the originally dark villa, the black gas gradually dissipated, and the sunlight spilled in through the cracks.

After Lingzhi withdrew the enchantment of the villa, he walked to Han Juanjuan's side, took her in his arms with the quilt, stroked her back and said, "Don't be afraid, that villain was beaten away by my sister, don't be afraid." ”

Han Juanjuan seemed to have received spiritual support, her lips trembled slightly, and she sobbed softly, her tears soaked Lingzhi's shirt, and the more she cried, the louder she became, and finally evolved into a howling cry without an image, the girl cried her eyes into peaches aggrievedly, until she had some difficulty breathing, and then she stopped sobbing and stopping.

Han Zijun stood outside the door, looking at the crying Han Juanjuan with some astonishment, and did not dare to enter the room for a while.

After a while, the middle-aged woman stood behind him.

Her originally neat clothes were stained with dust, and there was also a bruise on her forehead, looking at Han Juanjuan, who was crying and extremely fragile in the room, she was a little at a loss for a while.

Child, it seems like it's been a long time since I've cried like this in front of her.

She was already shocked by the very rational phenomenon just now.

At this time, there was some silence.

Lingzhi glanced at the two people at the door, and broke the embarrassment in a loud voice, "Why don't you come in and see Juanjuan?" In the past few days, I have been haunted by succubi and frightened, take care of it at this stage, this child's spirit is very firm, otherwise, maybe the ending will be no different from her classmates. ”

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she raised her eyebrows and was about to reprimand her, but Lingzhi interrupted her words, looked directly into her eyes and said: "Why, when your daughter's spirit is not yet well, you want to educate her to sarcastically mock her, humiliate her, and let her suffer from some irreparable mental illness one day, will you feel better?" If that's what you think, then Juanjuan I can take it.

I think, in his eyes, that my sister, who is almost a stranger but friendly to her, should be more comfortable than you, the so-called mother. ”

Han Juanjuan's sobs in Lingzhi's arms became smaller and smaller, her breathing gradually stabilized, and she fell asleep on her body.

Lingzhi's voice couldn't help but be lightened, just looking at the middle-aged woman's eyes full of sarcasm.

"You should be glad that your two children are very good at de-stressing and have not closed themselves off to your misunderstandings and sarcasm. Now I ask you, what should you say first. ”

The middle-aged woman's lips moved, and she suddenly found that she couldn't say anything except reprimand.

She has developed a poisonous tongue and is resolute and resolute, and has a lot of status in the business world.

But unconsciously, she seems to have brought home the bad habits at work.

She looked at the little girl in Lingzhi's arms distressedly, and pursed her lips, "I understand, master go back, I'll just come, she used to be sick when she was a child, and I hugged her like this, and at that time she was still a small one, sticking to me and calling my mother sweetly." But in a blink of an eye, so many years have passed, her daughter is getting farther and farther away from her, and her time at home is getting less and less.

Lingzhi glanced at Han Zijun, whose face was still pale in front of her, nodded, put Han Juanjuan on the bed gently, took out a folded triangular rune paper from his pocket and stuffed it under her pillow, and instructed the woman: "Pillow for three days, and after three days, when she falls asleep, stand at the head of her bed and burn, just throw away the ashes." ”

The woman nodded in agreement.

Lingzhi walked up to Han Zijun and shook his hand in front of him, "Come back to your senses, your sister is okay here, go downstairs and tell me how she got into this thing." ”

Han Zijun came back to his senses, and looked back at the woman with a gentle look before going downstairs with Lingzhi, his lips straightened.

"What are you doing, I'll suspect that you have a brain with this look, to tell you the truth, this thing that your sister recruited is not an ordinary thing, this thing specializes in cannibalism and pain, inducing people into the nightmare he weaves, and repeatedly bearing its pain until he sucks it dry, which is rare in the world." Lingzhi frowned, the last time he saw a succubus, he still woke up the blue and white formation in the evil qi was too heavy, and he gave birth to a succubus.

Where did the succubus come from this time, and how could it be easily invited home by four children.

Han Zijun thought about it, easily unlocked a pink mobile phone in his pocket, and clicked into a browsed website.

It was a blog with a spooky vibe.