"I thought you'd be scared if you wouldn't be discovered."

Song Jingyun sighed and put the wire back into the inner pocket of the robe, "If you said it earlier, I would have kicked it directly, and I could still grind foreign workers here." ”

"Look at the situation on this map," Kwon Heng smiled, "there's no need to be so careful. ”

One is that this place is unlucky, even the old lady of the Mu family is very evasive, and generally no one will come here, and even paper servants will not patrol here.

The second is that this dungeon is afraid that it will require players to stand in line, not to mention Quan Heng's ghost card mission, just the possibility of being targeted by NPCs has prompted Quan Heng to make a choice.

The map only has 48 hours to unlock, and they will face the monsters tonight at the latest, so why hide it unnecessarily.

"This yard has been barren for a long time."

Song Jingyun looked left and right at this place to be avoided in the mouth of the old lady of the Mu family-

In addition to the weeds and dry wells, there is only a low house that looks in disrepair.

"Well, go in and have a look."

Quan Heng curled up his fingers slightly, and his index finger brushed the ring on his thumb, and the dark red electricity flickered slightly.

She walked in the front, and when she pushed the door open, she first smelled a faint musty smell, a damp feeling that she had been idle for a long time and had not seen the sun.

"Ahem, ahem...... What does it taste like? ”

Song Jingyun shook his nose and coughed because of the mixed stench.

"Wow!" Mu Xiaoliu suddenly screamed a few times, looking around fiercely and vigilantly.

"Sister, there is a faint smell of blood in this room," Mu Jing moved the tip of his nose and frowned tangledly, "It seems to ...... It's not quite the same. ”

Not quite the same? Does it mean that it belongs to different people?

"You can smell this?" Song Jingyun was shocked, "Really?!" ”

"Yes, Brother Dao Chief." Mu Jing pursed her lips, "I'm a monster now, I'm not a sense of smell when monsters and humans are humans." ”

“…… Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't say it. Song Jingyun said: "It turns out that you still have this advantage, then we will play games in the future to find clues faster and more effortlessly." ”

Mu Jing laughed and nodded vigorously: "That's no better." ”

Quan Heng reached out and rubbed Mu Jing's head, and said softly: "Find clues." ”

"Oh, there's nothing to look for, broken bricks and tiles."

The room was chaotic, and there were few things, and when he saw Quan Heng walking to the other side of the bed, Song Jingyun changed direction and searched for others.

Small incense burners, cups, combs, vanity cases, and ......

Song Jingyun tilted his head and looked at the bronze mirror in front of the table-

The bronze mirror looked like it had been left for a long time, and the mirror surface had already been a little flowery, and the broken window paper was faintly shining into the glow, and there was a ray of impartial light shining on the bronze mirror in the afterglow of the near darkness.

Song Jingyun's heart moved slightly, and he took a closer look.

The bronze mirror fluctuated the moment he approached, and a faint shadow appeared.

Dressed in a bright red wedding robe, the phoenix crown on her head swayed lightly, and the neon dress on her body swayed gently with the movement of her head-

In the next second, the woman who was turning her head suddenly approached the mirror, her figure became clear, and she instantly looked at Song Jingyun outside the mirror!

Seven tricks to bleed pretty girl, gorgeous wedding dress ghost bride.

Song Jingyun's pupils shrank sharply, and there was a tingling pain in his brain for a moment.

【Ding Dong!】 KP Tips: Player Song Jingyun's SAN disk volatility has been enhanced! 】

The screams of resentment burst out, and the ghost bride in the mirror waved her pointed nails, her eyes were split to the extreme, and she stabbed forward with her hands!

Song Jingyun instinctively dodged the throat blow sideways, but when he raised his eyes, he stiffened in the resentful gaze of the ghost bride in red, and fell backwards with a weak leg that did not stand firmly!

Quan Heng held Song Jingyun who retreated in panic with one hand, and threw out the butterfly knife with the other hand to directly smash the bronze mirror!

"Smack——!!

The bronze mirror cracked and scattered, and the bride who had just screamed and was about to crawl out disappeared with the shattered mirror.

Song Jingyun gasped for breath a few times, and her hands trembled imperceptibly.

Quan Heng put away his knife and frowned slightly: "The ghost in the mirror? ”

Mu Jing picked up the broken copper mirror and looked at it, "Sister, it's not a ghost in the mirror." ”

He knew no less about the mirror than Song Jingyun, and turned his head and said, "It's 'possession'." ”

"Possessed?" Quan Heng paused, "That is to say, she is only temporarily suspended in the mirror, but in fact, she can be directly attached to the human body." ”

"That's right." Mu Jing nodded, "Sister is so smart." ”

"Song Jingyun," Quan Heng pressed his hand on Song Jingyun's shoulder, using some strength, "Slow down and stabilize your mind." ”

Song Jingyun breathed slowly: "Okay...... Good ......"

Kwon Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

“…… What a strong person is difficult to ask for Party A! Song Jingyun collapsed.

Kwon Heng: "......"

"I'm afraid of ghosts, you still tell me not to be afraid, why don't you say that I am half dead and tell me not to die, can this be controlled? Even if you're my boss, you can't be so vexatious! ”

Song Jingyun said and held Quan Heng's hand, but he didn't go out in his emotions, and the words were squeezed out of his teeth.

"Weak legs, you, you help me for a while."

Quan Heng reluctantly took a hand.

[I said don't go into a map with female ghosts!] Before, too, Song Jingyun was so afraid of the female ghost in red that she was so scared that she couldn't take care of herself]

[I'll go, Song Jingyun's level of fear is not right]

[And Song Jingyun is still a Taoist priest, this level of reaction can be said to be PTSD]

[I remember that he would also manipulate corpses, and he also drove away male ghosts!] Why do female ghosts ......]

"Brother Dao Elder, are you afraid of ghosts?"

Mu Jing was still holding the broken lens in his hand, and tilted his head slightly puzzled when he heard this: "Are Taoist priests still afraid of ghosts?" ”

"I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm ......"

Song Jingyun was stunned in his words, and at the moment Quan Heng looked at him, he opened his eyes and whispered: "I...... Afraid of ghost brides. ”

Quan Heng looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and finally looked away without asking.

"Wang! Barking! ”

Mu Xiaoliu suddenly screamed a few times, wagged his tail and turned his head, his spiritual silver eyes flashed with excitement.

"Wow! Whew! ”

Mu Jing got up and approached, and followed Mu Xiaoliu's line of sight to take out something from under the bed-

"Sister, Xiaoliu has found a clue."

Mu Jing took the thing in his hand, flipped it over and looked at it, "It's that kind of plastic card again." ”

Quan Heng took it and glanced at it, and his eyes stopped at the employee position information on the work card:

Position: Associate Editor-in-Chief of Fashion Ballet Magazine

Quan Heng raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and actually wanted to laugh a little.

"Modern Rose again?" Song Jingyun relieved himself.

"No," Kwon Heng's gaze still rested on the bloodstained work card, "It's a fashion ballet." ”

Song Jingyun looked at Quan Heng's face and felt that something was wrong: "...... You know that? ”

"I know," Quan Heng's tone was calm, "There is a lot of cooperation between the two, and in addition, it is also an industry under Quan Lin's hands." ”

"Quan Lin?" Song Jingyun heard this name for the second time, and couldn't help but wonder, "Which one?" ”

"I used to be my brother in name, but I didn't have any blood relations, but now I ......"

Quan Heng's mood was light, and he didn't even bother to laugh.

"A piece of garbage that died of his own life."