The chilling wind subsided, but a vague figure slowly appeared at the end of the hallway. In the blink of an eye, the shadow instantly moved closer to them.

Wei Jibai was about to cry, "Senior sister, are you okay?"

Meng Liangliang parted the ten tangled fingers with difficulty, and grinned: "You can do it." ”

Wei Jibai grinned, "I can't." ”

A mournful voice wafted through the hallway.

"Why help them, there's always someone to help him?"

"Why hasn't anyone helped me?"

"I hate it, I hate it. ”

With the voice, the shadow of the female ghost was already very close to them. Meng Liangliang didn't know if Wei Jibai could see clearly, but she could see it very clearly, the female ghost who was condensing her body little by little, slowly had tears on her face—blood and tears.

The atmosphere is already quite terrifying, and who can stand it with two lines of blood and tears.

Meng Liangliang immediately closed his eyes, "Sister ghost, if you have something to say, don't cry." ”

The female ghost was still immersed in her own world, and she cried and complained angrily, "How much I have suffered for him." I didn't complain, I didn't complain. He abandoned our mother and son, and I never complained.

But what about him, he threw my son away. He also found someone to crucify my grave, so that I could not get out and move.

Finally I could, I could move, I could come out, I went everywhere to find my son.

He's dead. My son, my child he died......"

When the female ghost was immersed in the story, Wei Jibai moved his position and quietly took Meng Liangliang's hand.

His hands were icy, and he didn't have much strength because they were shaking. But Meng Liangliang could feel that he was helping her massage.

Meng Liangliang believes that Wei Jibai has the ability to smooth out his hands. He runs a band, and when he practices his instrument, his fingers will twist a tendon.

Here's the thing: he pressed the wrong hand.

Meng Liangliang withdrew his hand, adjusted his position, and stuffed his other hand into Wei Jibai's hand.

Fortunately, the female ghost was so absorbed in her anger that she didn't notice their small movements.

The low voice of relatives suddenly rose up, sharp and piercing, "I want Wei Hong to cut off his children and grandchildren!"

This suddenly raised voice startled Wei Jibai, who was already afraid and nervous. He was startled, and his fingers were even more disobedient, and he unconsciously used his strength.

Meng Liangliang let out an "oops", and then found that he had taken shit luck. actually hit the right one, and smoothed the twisted tendons.

The female ghost was repeating in a shriek, "He killed my child, shouldn't I take revenge?

Meng Liangliang's "oops" immediately attracted her attention.

Instantly, it was quiet, and even the sound of breathing was as clear as thunder.

The female ghost looked at Meng Liangliang directly.

Meng Liangliang felt that he should say something at this time, and he had to say something to delay time. By the way, at this time, we have to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and show some mysterious truths. That's how the movies I watched when I was a kid were all played out like this.

The problem was that those memories were so long ago that she couldn't remember what the characters in those movies had said.

Time passed by second, and every second seemed extraordinarily long because of the silence.

Meng Liangliang had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Understand, understand." But stay calm and don't be impulsive. You can't make mistakes again and again. ”

As she spoke, she quietly put her hand on her abdomen, slowly and step by step to form a handprint.

"People can't make decisions when they're impulsive, and the decisions they make are often the stupidest...... Well, it's the same with ghosts, and it's the same with ghosts. If there is a problem, we will solve it through legitimate means, and you are not breaking the law by doing so. You were right, but now you're wrong. You say yes or no. ”

The female ghost didn't speak, Wei Jibai wanted to speak, but he was so scared that he couldn't speak, so he only signaled to Meng Liangliang with his eyes: Senior sister, are you okay?

Talking to a ghost? Talking to a ghost?

Old man Wei likes to make friends with that kind of master and master, and Wei Jibai has also seen several master masters. is the one who is most like a liar, and it looks much more reliable than his senior sister.

Although it shouldn't, although it's not the right time, Wei Jibai still couldn't control his thoughts: Compared with exorcism, senior sister is more suitable to go to the neighborhood committee.

Meng Liangliang also knew that her words were very outstanding, but there was no way, she wouldn't say anything else, she couldn't memorize the formula here.

Speaking of formulas, she really needs one right now. She needs to cooperate with the spell of this mudra.

In fact, the spell is not complicated, it is just a vernacular that summons the ghost to come. The problem is that the science of magic does not know how to keep pace with the times, and the vernacular does not know which dynasty or generation or the ancient vernacular, and the grammar and pronunciation are fundamentally different from the present.

Therefore, the intimate and careful Jiang marked her with pinyin.

Yes, pinyin.

Now Meng Liangliang needs that string of pinyin. They were lying in a small book on the ground, and the little book was trampled on by Wei Jibai.

Meng Liangliang tried to squeeze out a kind smile that seemed a little dry, "People have their own laws, and ghosts have their own laws." ”

As she spoke, she gave Wei Jibai a look.

Wei Jibai didn't pay attention at all, he had just stepped on his senior sister's cheat sheet when he was moving. He didn't understand and gave him a puzzled look.

Meng Liangliang gave an obvious hint again. He still didn't understand, and continued to reply to the question mark in his eyes.

After going back and forth a few times, they realized that something was wrong.

The female ghost is also too quiet. The silence reminded them of a phrase at the same time: the calm before the storm.

Wei Jibai didn't have time to swallow his nervous saliva, but he was knocked to the side by Meng Liangliang, and he happened to lie on the door panel of the bathroom. The door was blank and could not bear his weight. Coincidentally, when he stumbled and fell, he just dodged the attack of the female ghost.

Wei Jibai is the last target of the female ghost. As long as she kills him, her purpose will be achieved. Even if there is a Meng Liangliang who she can't help but can't say, she will fight to kill him.

Thanks to Meng Liangliang's primary school Chinese teacher, who gave her a solid foundation in pinyin. Thanks to Meng Liangliang's flying reading speed, and thanks to her clear and fluent tongue. I also want to thank the good eyes of the fairy physique.

The seal is sealed, and the spell is issued.

The female ghost fought again regardless of the cost, the air suddenly became cold, her hair grew in an instant, and the light and soft flying in the sky were like sharp needles. Those hairs separated Meng Liangliang from Wei Jibai, wrapping him like a big chrysalis, and also wrapping the female ghost herself.

Wei Jibai felt that he was finished, even if the senior sister was a reliable ghost exorcism master, she couldn't get rid of these hairs in an instant, but it was enough for this female ghost to kill him in an instant.

He cried out in despair, his voice tearing. He didn't stop until he felt that his lung capacity was insufficient.

I didn't feel any pain in my body, but my throat was a little uncomfortable. He gasped for air, his buzzing ears slowly calming down, and he slowly heard some sounds.

......

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. ”

"She's pathetic, too. ”

"Walk slowly, go to my place for tea when you have time. ”

Wei Jibai opened a line of eyes, and saw Meng Liangliang talking to the air. The wind was gone, the ghosts were gone, the lights in the corridor were bright again, and there was a large patch of moonlight outside the window.

The autumn night was quiet, and everything seemed like a nightmare.

He noticed him cowering against the bathroom door and immediately jumped to his feet. His limbs still felt weak, and his voice was still trembling, "Xue, senior sister?"