Yang Ning's room.

The black shadow curled up in a ball and hovered at the head of the bed, shivering with the fat black man riding a fish on the table on the side.

Yang Ning lit a candle and stretched out his hand to brush it over the dancing flame, the candle flame flickered and flickered, and two black gases condensed in front of him.

Taking out a cute porcelain doll the size of a palm from the white cloth bag on his shoulder, Yang Ning asked towards one of the black gases: "In the future, you will be able to use this body." ”

Hei Qi nodded obediently, and then gradually solidified, and one by one the little white female ghosts appeared.

Yang Ning stared at her, she also stared at Yang Ning, for a while, one big and one small, one person and one ghost said in unison: "Long time no see." ”

Yang Ning: "Obviously, you are still like this......"

Little female ghost: "Orange Orange, it's good that you've grown up." ”

Yang Ning nodded, "Well, did you see it, that person has already paid the price." ”

"I saw it! Last time, I didn't go with you, so I asked you to take Bingbing and the four of them away first, just to see with your own eyes the punishment of the person who took us away and didn't give us anything to eat. ”

The little female ghost said and looked around, and two more men and two women appeared.

The five imps held hands with each other, bowed to Yang Ning in unison and said, "Thank you, Orange Orange!" ”

The five of them are the five children who were starved to death in the basement by Zhang Hui in the end.

Compared to other imps, although they have not experienced physical pain such as having their limbs cut off, their heads cut off, and their hearts gouged out, they have completely experienced the despair from birth to death at the age when they are the weakest but have memories.

The five little children snuggled tightly in the corner of the basement, watching the stairs leading to the outside being sealed with cement little by little, maybe they didn't understand at the time, the cement sealed was their last hope of survival, or maybe they had understood, but there was nothing they could do about it.

In that environment, the diary in Mingming's hand became the only spiritual sustenance for the five children in the whole process from birth to death.

"It's so dark, the stairs are blocked, so how did he bring us food?"

"Oh, he won't bring us food."

- Mingming's diary.

Yang Ning yawned and said, "Well, no thanks, you guys can play, that, Mingming, do you still want to write a diary?" ”

Ming Ming blinked and said, "The people on my note are all dead except you, can I still write?" ”

"I can write, but you can't use that notebook anymore."

Yang Ning smiled and took out a brand new notebook, lit it with the candle flame next to him, and said with a smile: "It's good not to write people's names randomly in the future, if you want to write ......"

Ming Ming rushed to say: "I know! I have to get your permission first, otherwise I will be like that little green! ”

Yang Ning nodded, blew into the gradually burning flame in his hand, and exhaled-

Suddenly, the flames burst violently, burning the entire diary to ashes in an instant, and at the same time, the little female ghost named "Mingming" had an extra notebook of the same style in her hand.

Ming Ming opened it with a surprised face, and did not see any movement from her, and one after another bright red words appeared on the title page of the diary, as if they had been written down with a blood-stained pen!

"Thank you Orange Orange for giving us a new life, he is the light of our life, for the rest of our lives, if someone bullies Orange Orange, hehe......"

"We will turn into a terrible ghost and devour its flesh and blood, devour its loved ones, misluck its blood and bones, and serve its descendants forever!"

Underneath the text are five small blood-red child heads, each with an almost identical eerie smile.

Mingming climbed onto Yang Ning's lap with the diary, and showed the blood-red text to Yang Ning with an expectant expression, "Orange Orange, look!" Impressed? ”

Yang Ning was speechless for a while, what is this?

Perverted love?

Well, I'm really impressed.

"Touched and moved, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, you guys go play, don't scare others."

Yang Ning said and raised his hand to take Ming Ming off his lap, spread his hands and said, "Sleep!" ”

The whole body seemed to be torn into pieces, glued together, and the gentle little female ghost appeared, and she patiently helped Yang Ning take off her clothes.

The little blonde ghost with a delicate face but full of cracks waits in her pajamas......

The Ming Ming on the side watched with wide eyes, but the black shadow next to him and the black fat man riding the fish were still trembling.

On the first page of the diary in Mingming's hand, a line of learning words slowly appeared: I really want to make Orange Orange my own kind......

Before the word was finished, Yang Ning suddenly said, "No, you don't want to." ”

Whew-

A flame ignited from Mingming's journal, burning the first page clean.

Mingming: "......"

She sat by the window as if she had been greatly wronged, holding her little chin with her hands and watching the torrential rain outside.

Soon, the lights in the room went out, and the original gray-white children's clothes on Mingming's body by the window gradually turned scarlet, but they quickly disappeared and turned back to the gray and white before.

The same change has happened to her, as well as her other four friends.

Yang Ning, who was lying on the bed, said to himself in his heart: Good guy, the five red ghosts are integrated into one?!

Well, it's only five of them, and if there's really something that fuses thousands of red-clothed ghosts into one, then I really won't be able to beat it......

The night passed quickly.

In the wee hours of the morning, the rain stopped.

Because he slept too late last night, Yang Ning didn't have the morning today.

Seeing that the sun was rising little by little outside the window, Yang Ning had no intention of getting up, and he even unconsciously blocked the sunlight shining on his face.

Mingming, who had been sitting by the window all night, opened her diary when she saw this, and a line of blood words suddenly appeared one by one-

"On the nineteenth day of July, it rained heavily, and the day was like night."

At the moment when the blood word appeared, the sunlight outside the window suddenly dissipated, and the sun that had just risen was obscured by thick clouds in a blink of an eye, and the torrential rain that had only stopped for less than half an hour poured down again!

At dawn, the sky is as gloomy as night!

When!

On the side, the statue of the god of wealth that had been placed on the table trembled all night, and finally shook itself off the table little by little, making a violent sound!

Ming Ming, who was holding the diary, raised his feet and walked forward slowly, staring at the black fat man riding a fish on the ground with a "Yang Ning-style" smile: "Disturb Orange Orange to sleep?" ”

"Do you want to die?"

At this moment, the statue of the god of wealth, which was originally trembling, didn't even dare to tremble.

A few minutes later, a sound of footsteps sounded from the corridor outside the room, and finally stopped outside Yang Ning's door.

In the room, the little pale female ghost turned her head strangely, and she clasped her hands on the open diary in front of her chest, and the blood words reappeared.

"It's the best time to sleep on a rainy day, go to sleep."

Ponto, pun!

The sound of two people falling to the ground sounded outside the door, and then the entire Four Seasons Hotel fell into absolute silence, as quiet as if no one was there!

......