Chapter 62: : Self-report

But no one present would have sympathy for her. Zheng Quzhi stared at Zhuzhu's immature face with a complex face, a little melancholy: "Is that Zhuzhu the living or the dead?"
"I used blood pressure to control the evil spirits, and the damage to Zhuzhu was reduced. She is still alive now, but..." Wei Yan paused and threw Zhuzhu away: "I will live soon after going out."
She is too young to bear the evil spirits.
"Who are you?!!!" The evil spirit slammed into Zhuzhu's body, but because of the drop of blood between his forehead, it seemed to be sealed in Zhuzhu's body, unable to exert its strength, and could not escape.
"Of course it is the one who took care of you!" Zheng Quzhi answered rushingly. Standing in the circle, he was quite relieved. Besides, the evil spirit was still on a loli. To be honest, apart from the initial tension, he was really a little bit more nervous. Not afraid, and even wanted to pinch the face of this little loli who was possessed by the evil spirit.
"When you ask others, shouldn't you report your family?" Wei Yan said faintly, looking gentle and elegant, like those ancient scholars who were staid but abiding by etiquette.
"I am a century-old evil spirit. I was shot to death by a devil and left in this mass grave. Because my grievance deepened and turned into a grievance spirit, I have been living my duty life, but one day someone suddenly came and made my house. It was a mess, and I built a house on top of my house."
The evil spirit used his own voice back, it was a young male voice, and he would not be over thirty years old.
Wei Yan's face was slightly cold, with a trace of killing intent in his beautiful eyebrows: "But you shouldn't instigate evil spirits to kill."
"It's his own grievance too deep!" The evil spirit said loudly, with some grievances in his voice: "He even wanted to kill me! I was forced to be helpless, and this was the way to be attached to this kid!"
Otherwise, it should have been eaten by evil spirits now, eh.
"Oh, blame yourself." Wei Yan didn't sympathize, put a talisman on her forehead, and said coldly: "I'll give you five minutes to tell what you know, otherwise it will let you go away."
When the talisman was pasted, Zhuzhu’s face instantly became distorted, and she made a sharp sound similar to crying. She used to be a milky loli sound. Now a big man’s voice is still crying so miserably, which makes Zheng Qu know. The urge to cover his mouth.
"I don't know anything!" The evil spirit was still crying: "I just thought that man was too pitiful, so I persuaded him a few words, and he became an evil spirit! More fierce than me!"
"There are still three minutes left." The killing intent in Wei Yan's eyes became more intense, and even without concealing it, Zheng Quzhi, who was standing next to him, realized his killing intent and couldn't help but look at him several times.
The cry of the evil spirit stopped suddenly, and after a few seconds, he said in a normal tone: "He was killed by the man who ate it. I forgot exactly him. I was sleeping that day."
"Do ghosts want to sleep too?" Zheng Quzhi asked suddenly.
"Of course, our ghosts are actually similar to humans!" The tension and fear in the evil spirit's tone dissipated a lot, and even a little cheerful: "We also like to eat, fall in love, and even ghosts give birth. What about the ghost doll!"
Wei Yan's indifferent face: "Two minutes."
"Ah! I hate a stinky man like you!" The evil spirit changed his tone, staring at Wei Yan with wide white eyes, and started crying again: "Aren't I talking?!!!"
Wei Yan ignored it.
"That evil ghost died so miserably... His head was sawed off, using a saw, and his hair was ripped off even his scalp! He was burnt as soon as he was killed, and his ashes were scattered everywhere. !" The evil spirit continued.
Saw?
Zheng Quzhi remembered the actions the man in the pink clothes had done, and instantly had thoughts: "So, he let the person who killed himself experience the same pain as himself."
So, that's how evil spirits die.
"Where is the saw?" Wei Yan had an answer to the question of how to die. What he wanted to do now was to find the murder weapon and then saw the evil spirits.
"Saw..." The evil spirit bit his finger, his eyes grumbled a few times, and then when the others didn't react, he quickly rushed towards Zheng Quzhi with his mouth wide open, as if he was about to bite.
Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened, he subconsciously wanted to hide aside, and suddenly remembered that he was in the circle, so he had to stop the action abruptly and stood inside the red circle in a very distorted posture.
"Ahhhhh..." A red light flashed, and the evil spirit rolled on the ground with a painful face.
Wei Yanmu grinned and walked slowly towards the evil spirits rolling around the floor. Staring at it quietly for a long while, he squatted down and said in a low voice: "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself."
"I'm..."
The latter words were not very real, but Zheng Quzhi clearly saw that the evil spirit instantly changed his face. Almost quickly got up from the ground and knelt on the ground in a very respectful posture: "Hey, I am wrong... Let me spare my life..."
Zheng Quzhi: "..." What is the legendary strange thing?
"Where is the saw?" Wei Yan kicked it away, Zhuzhu's petite body instantly hit the wall, and then stumbled to the ground.
"It's in... the storage room on the top floor." The evil spirit drooped his face. This is the first time he confuses the grieving ghost, and it is also the first time that he turns the grieving ghost into an evil ghost. Forget it, he got a big guy.
Hey, the days of resentful spirits can't be mixed up!

When the resentful spirit took down the saw taller than it in the form of a bead, Zheng Quzhi's face was twisted for a moment.
This chainsaw is the one in the haunted house, and there is still dazzling blood on it. The saw is a bit rusty. As long as the switch is turned on, the babble will sound harshly.
"Mr. Wei, aren't you really going to saw that evil spirit?" Zheng Quzhi bit his head, looked at the chainsaw a few more times, and recalled the scene where the man saw his head off with the chainsaw. Can't help but feel sick again.
"It's useless." Seeing Zheng Quzhi retching again, Wei Yanmu said disgustedly, "Thinking about it all day like a pregnant woman."
Ok? ? ?
Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened slightly. Wei Yan said that sentence just now? ? He looked at Wei Yan with a shocked face. The two of them faced each other. Wei Yan didn't take his gaze back, and added: "Don't look, it's you."
After a long silence, Zheng Quzhi asked with a dull face, "Mr. Wei, are you possessed by an evil spirit or have schizophrenia?"
This is not the Wei Yan he knew! ! !
"Hey, he's in the body of the little loli, not in the body of the boss!" The evil spirit couldn't help but interject.
Zheng Quzhi chose to ignore the evil spirits and looked at Wei Yan aggrieved: "Mr. Wei, did you despise me just now?"