Xie Qing touched the coins in his pocket, he had never set up a character of a pure man, never a Conan character.

"I believe in your abilities, after all, last time...... I believe you. ”

Ruby didn't mention it much, just repeatedly.

Xie Qing's eyes seemed to see the bride in the coffin again, and he seemed to smell the sweet fragrance in his nose again.

"But I don't think so, after all, this time I shouldn't be too afraid of virgin blood."

Xie Qing shrugged, he didn't want or like others to pin their hopes on him.

"I'll search the two rooms on the left, and you search the right."

Xie Qing opened the refrigerator and looked at it, and walked towards the door after speaking.

Ruby was helpless and walked to the right.

Xie Qing turned the coin in his hand and entered the door on the far left.

The coin in his hand accidentally escaped and rolled under the closet.

Xie Qing searched the room with his eyes, intending to find something available and pull out the coin.

But before he could do anything, the coin, which was supposed to be under the closet, rolled out from under the closet, stopped impartially in front of his shoe, and fell down.

The pattern of the flower is on it.

Xie Qing looked down at the coin, and three words popped into his mind.

- Lucky Day.

Chapter 123: The Ghost Wife of Infinite Players

Xie Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth, realizing that his joke was a little cold.

If Dongdong is here, he will specify a sentence of national quintessence and go to the fucking lucky day.

After all, in this kind of environment where a serial killer is secretly observing, it is not lucky that another ghost will appear.

However, the coin never rolled out from under the wardrobe by itself, Xie Qing bent down to pick it up, and looked under the wardrobe by the way.

It was pitch black in the gap, Xie Qing's fingers moved slightly, and the faint light danced in the gap, illuminating the small space, there was nothing in it, Xie Qing withdrew his gaze, and the light was faintly extinguished.

"Lin Weaving?"

Xie Qing looked around and tentatively called the name.

There was no movement in the room, and the coin was still lying quietly in his palm.

Xie Qing waited in place for a while and didn't feel anything wrong, and the disappointment on his face was undisguised.

In fact, he really hoped that Lin Zhi was here, and the boss of the previous copy appeared in this copy, isn't this kind of thing interesting?

Anyway, Lin Weaving didn't come to hunt him down, if he wanted to kill him, he could be dealt with in the last world.

There is only one possibility, he is the one who was chosen by Lin Weaving, so Lin Weaving let him go, and even followed him here.

As for how he was chosen, it may really be because he is a virgin.

Xie Qing touched his heart, this is God's special favor for innocent men.

Of course, this is based on the assumption that Lin Zhi is really here.

Xie Qing put the coin back in his pocket and began to search the room for clues.

Since there may be ghosts in this room, it is even more necessary to search for them.

Xie Qing has always had the courage to face difficulties, not only that, but he can also know how to go forward.

After searching the room and finding nothing useful, Xie Qing prepared to leave and go to the next room.

He stepped out of the room with one foot, and turned back quickly, pretending to be casual and unnoticed.

The room was furnished as before, and nothing strange happened.

Lin Zhi couldn't help but laugh as he watched him make a fake gesture towards the air.

Xie Qing opened the second room, and after closing the door, the coin was taken out by him and inadvertently rolled under the wardrobe.

Xie Qing waited for a while, but the coin did not come out.

Okay, okay, Xie Qing sighed lightly, illuminated the bottom of the wardrobe with the light, squatted on the ground and reached out to pick up the coin, blowing the dust on it.

This time it wasn't for nothing, Xie Qing found a diary.

Xie Qing opened it and looked through it, most of them were some trivial complaints, which male and female servants did not do a good job, and their clothes were a little out of place, except for these contents, it was the servant's praise for the master Mr. Moria.

Mr. Moriah is very fond of theatre and has even played roles on stage, and he once praised acting as a great profession to make people feel real through the virtual.

Xie Qing closed the diary and planned to take it out.

His hand pressed against the doorknob, and at that moment, the coins in his pocket suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp sound of continuous shaking.

"Is this a courtesy?"

Xie Qing bent down and picked up the coin on the ground and spoke into the air.

When he entered the door, he threw a coin to try to retrieve it by the mysterious force, but he was not answered, and when he was about to leave, he was saluted in return.

"Actually, the coins are not very fun, I can take you to play with something else, unfortunately I can't see you, but can you write?"

Xie Qing opened the diary to a blank space, opened the pen again, and made a 'please' gesture.

Although I don't know which ghost is here, it doesn't matter, they are all guests here, Xie Qing is very interested.

And this can also see the friendliness of the other party, if you are friendly, you can write, and if you are not friendly, you can deal with it in advance.

Xie Qing stared at the pen without blinking, watched the pen float, and wrote down the word "good".

Just as Xie Qing was about to propose, he suddenly felt something cold and soft similar to his fingers, gently rubbing against his lips.

Xie Qing tried to sketch out the invisible presence from the air, but he couldn't see anything, and there was a small mirror standing up on the servant's desk, only his figure was reflected.

"Wait......"

Cold fingers poked into his mouth, with a teasing gesture.

Xie Qing bit down without hesitation, but was not hindered in any way, and his teeth collided up and down violently, making a sound.

"I said to play with other things, not to let you play with me, I have to guard my wife like a jade, unless you are my wife."

Xie Qing stepped back and put on a solemn appearance, greatly shortening the distance between him and the door.

As long as this ghost doesn't attack instantly, he should be able to buy himself space to escape.

Although he felt that this ghost was most likely Lin Zhi, and he also felt that he didn't have much malice, he had to guard against people, let alone ghosts.

The pen didn't float anymore and wrote any more words, Xie Qing looked at it, and his heart began to have a slight pain.

His breathing became increasingly difficult, and his heart was beating wildly faster than his body could tolerate.

Although there was nothing in front of him, Xie Qing felt as if someone was approaching him step by step.

The organs that held him alive in his body seemed to suddenly break out of his control, and warmly welcomed the dead souls.

The zipper of his sweatshirt was pulled down again, and the cold hand ran down the hem of his shirt all the way up to his chest.

It was an extremely real touch, an absolutely existential event, but he was the only one in the mirror, but he could clearly see that his clothes were slightly bulging, and the cold air was flowing in the room, sending chills down the spine.

Xie Qing opened his eyes and spit out his wife's name in pain: "Lin Zhi." ”

His throat made a staccato sound, and his phoenix eyes rose: "Isn't this kind of meeting ceremony too special." ”

His eyes widened suddenly, and even the slightest hint of a mocking smile was gone.

The tip of his tongue seemed to touch the soft coldness that could freeze all his souls, so that his body did not stiffen.

The grinding of his ears and temples was too intimate, and Xie Qing seemed to see the beautiful young man looking at him with smiling eyes, casually kissing him as if he was fiddling with a toy.

The cold sense of weirdness and the sense of terror of no one in front of him surged together, mixed with a strange and strange sense of experience, which made Xie Qing's scalp tingle.

The heart that was still beating at a high frequency seemed to be more than just pain, but also a little bit of Xie Qing's indescribable taste.

"...... like this"

This is not good, Xie Qing wanted to say this, but before he could finish speaking, his lip was bitten lightly, so that he could not open his mouth again.

Xie Qing's brain was in a mess, and the thinking of how to escape was mixed with the reason that could not escape from the ghost's hands, but the result was not disgust and despair, which was very strange.

Xie Qing's Adam's apple rolled, and the cold and sour feeling made the tip of his tongue tingle.

The call of his teammates came from outside the door, and it was as if he had returned to the world in an instant.

Xie Qing covered his lips, let go and walked to the mirror.

It seemed to have turned a little red, Xie Qing thought a little absent-mindedly, and pulled the zipper of his coat.

He quickly tore off the page of the diary where Lin Zhi had written, put the paper in his pocket, and quickly closed the pen.

After Lao Pi pushed the door open, what everyone saw was a young man standing in the room looking at the diary.

Lao Pi breathed a sigh of relief: "Why didn't you reply just now, we thought something had happened to you." ”

"I was so focused on reading the diary just now that I didn't notice it."

Xie Qing shook the notebook in his hand and walked towards the door.

Before closing the door, he glanced back at the room.

Everyone returned to the sofa in the living room and sat down, the sofa space was limited, and Uncle Liu simply sat on the ground.

The diary in Xie Qing's hand had already been handed to others, and he listened to the others with some distraction.

Ever since he knew that Lin Zhi was here, he felt as if he was everywhere.

Maybe right behind him, to his left, or floating in mid-air watching him.

Xie Qing raised his hand to cover his smile with the action of pinching the bridge of his nose, and for some reason he felt a little happy when he thought about it, it was obviously terrifying, but when he thought that it was Lin Weaving, it didn't seem to be terrible.

After all, the ghost probably took a fancy to his body and wouldn't kill him easily.

It's a pity not to be chased by ghosts, but this special life encounter seems to be hard to find.