Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Walk Alone (Seeking Follow-up)

He had always noticed that Xie Xiaozhuang sometimes had some small movements when they were not communicating or were docking with other people.

It's like there is another person next to Xie Xiaozhuang, it's really weird.

However, now Jiang Zhefan has no time to pay attention to this.

After all, the ghost riders, more or less under the influence of ghosts, have some minor problems on their bodies, and even some ghost handlers are still neurotic!

Therefore, even if Xie Xiaozhuang is schizophrenic, they will not find it strange, and they can ask again when they have the opportunity to solve the task at hand.

The most important thing at the moment is to find a way to break the game first.

Zhao Zhengyang watched as the three of them each put on their bracelets and swallowed their saliva.

The general manager of the shopping mall, who is usually under one person, has no cards at all in this situation.

"Lao Li, you take him down to the first floor together, and then popularize the method of helping each other after those people are illusory."

"One can survive one by one."

Jiang Zhefan said to Li Erpao.

As a ghost rider, the mission lesson again and again tells them that the most uncontrollable in the chaos is the people themselves.

In fact, when they were splitting up, one person could bring a member of the public to the side, reminding him that if he found out that he had been tricked, he would wake him up immediately.

But for ordinary people, Jiang Zhefan can't be trusted.

Therefore, from the moment they put on the bracelet, Jiang Zhefan and the others gave their lives to the other two people.

At the very least, except for Xie Xiaozhuang, who had Xie Heng on the side, the two of them were like this.

"Okay."

Li Erpao nodded.

"Detectives, can I come with you? I'm the general manager of the mall, so I'm familiar with everything and I can help! ”

Zhao Zhengyang flattered, it is much safer to follow the ghost rider than to go down to the first floor to stay with other people.

Li Erpao's face sank, and he said, "It's bad, Manager Zhao has been phantomed again." ”

"It's terrible." On the side, Xie Xiaozhuang cooperated and picked up the sturdy bench again.

The moment he saw the bench, Zhao Zhengyang realized that this skillful action, he had a headache just now, and it was not his headbutt in the illusion, it was this woman who smashed it with the bench!

There is also this big old and rough Li Ercang, who looks quite upright, but in fact he is not a good person!

Wipe! So what? People are ghost masters, and Zhao Zhengyang can only break his teeth and swallow his stomach.

Soon, the three of them assigned their positions, Jiang Zhefan was in charge of the fourth floor, Xie Heng took Xie Xiaozhuang on the third floor, and Li Erpao was in charge of the first and second floors.

After an elevator, the three of them each arrived at the assigned floor.

Li Erpao also gave Xie Xiaozhuang a miniature walkie-talkie, so that he could contact them at any time.

……

On the empty second floor, Xie Xiaozhuang was swaying alone, muttering to himself: "Great-grandfather, you said that I entered the illusion, you can greet me with your fist at any time." ”

"But if you get into an illusion, how am I going to save you?"

Just now, because there were other people there, Xie Xiaozhuang didn't dare to ask, but now Xie Heng and their granddaughters are the two, so she dares to open her mouth.

It is estimated that the physical technique should not work for Xie Heng.

"Meaning to shout a few times." Xie Heng said with a smile.

If he can't come out by himself, it is estimated that Xie Xiaozhuang will not be able to do anything.

A ghost with consciousness, even Xie Heng didn't know if he would be pulled into the illusion by the influence of the ghost.

Into the illusion and then what? Afraid of what? It's too vague, Xie Heng can't think of it himself.

"That's not good, I finally have a relative."

Xie Xiaozhuang refused: "You don't know, from the third year of junior high school to the second year of college now, my parents died suddenly in a car accident, and I have been alone since then." ”

"I don't know who to show to school, eat, work part-time, celebrate birthdays, and get university admission letters."

"Yesterday I was scared of you, hehe...... I'm afraid you'll give it to me. ”

"But I'm really happy to eat hot pot with you today, but I'm afraid that this kind of day is short, and I'm afraid that I won't see ......."

As she spoke, Xie Xiaozhuang's eyes gradually became rosy, this feeling of being unconditionally protected and scolded, even if it was only a day later, she was unwilling to lose it again.

When Xie Xiaozhuang raised his head again, he found that Xie Heng had already walked away and threw off his back.

"Huh! Master, why are you leaving so fast? Can't I fix all these embarrassments? ”

Xie Xiaozhuang wiped a handful of tears, and chased after Xie Heng with bared teeth.

I thought it was because I was suddenly sensational, and I poured out my heart, so that my great-grandfather couldn't listen to it.

"Wait! Great-grandfather! ”

Xie Xiaozhuang felt that something was wrong the more he chased after him, and walked into a boutique all the way.

But as soon as I walked into the boutique, the scene in front of me changed again, turning into a certain street corner.

In mid-air, a slender bamboo pole was erected high in the air.

A porcelain black wine urn, with a big red blessing character on it, trembled and slowly rolled in the middle of the bamboo pole.

If there is a slight deviation in the balance point, the wine urn may fall off.

"Great-grandfather...... Isn't this an urn? ”

Xie Xiaozhuang turned around suddenly, the street was empty, and Xie Heng was nowhere to be seen.

In his field of vision, as long as there was no Xie Heng's existence, Xie Xiaozhuang immediately began to panic, and his breathing became short.

"Great-grandfather!"

Xie Xiaozhuang shouted, but he didn't get the slightest response.

Bang Bang Bang ——!!

There was clearly no half a figure around, but there was a sudden burst of applause.

Then, there was another piercing sound of metal crashing, like gongs and cymbals!

The shock made Xie Xiaozhuang hurriedly cover his ears, but his voice did not weaken at all, and he had a headache!

The wine urn on the bamboo pole accidentally slipped and smashed right in front of Xie Xiaozhuang.

At the mouth of the urn, a child's head came out.

"It's the urn ghost boy! Wasn't it killed by great-grandpa? ”

Xie Xiaozhuang's eyes were distracted, and his hairs stood on end, and he watched as the urn ghost boy spit out his broken tongue and turned into a meat net to cover the surroundings.

In front of him was the Urn Ghost Boy who was constantly approaching, surrounded by a bright red meat net, and there was an endless harsh sound in his ears.

At this moment, despair almost filled Xie Xiaozhuang's entire brain!

Xie Xiaozhuang trembled, it was hard to imagine that his great-grandfather could still kill the urn ghost boy in such a situation in the morning!

Two meters, one meter, half a meter......

The urn ghost boy grinned and kept getting closer to Xie Xiaozhuang.

The surroundings were sealed by a meat net, and the pungent smell of wine lees wafted in, and Xie Xiaozhuang could only shrink in place weakly.

The feeling given to her right now is that she must not let the urn ghost boy touch herself!

Thorn -

The crisp sound of a blade cutting through the fabric sounded, and Xie Xiaojian responded in panic, and the urn ghost boy's whole face quickly twisted.

If you look closely, it looks like a punching bag!