Chapter 148:

The ghoul quickly left with the hanged ghost, and only the straw rope was left on the cantilever beam in the broken brick house.
At the door, Zheng Yi’s deliberately low voice came:
Hull?

Xiao Li still held an umbrella. He turned to the door and saw that the outside of the room was no longer what they were when they came.
The villagers who were enjoying the cold or walking outside have disappeared. The entire village has no sound other than the voices of the three of them. Even the humming or birding sounds on the mountain are inaudible and completely become a dead village.
In fact, if you look through the broken paper window and look inside, you can see the villagers when they die. Some people are sitting on the ground in horror. Some people are squinting and straight. Falling on the bed, the bodies have been rotten for a long time, almost unclear what they were like before.
Tucun...?
Is this the soul of Xu Jin? But from the point that Xu Jin still needs to pull back the reincarnation of this umbrella to help her revenge, it is not like the means she can do.
Xiao Li changed her hand and held a purple umbrella. He was waiting to go out of the house. When he looked up, he saw a face with no face.
Xiao Li paused: "...Xu Jin?"
There was a hint of nostalgia on that face, and it seemed that she had not called her for a long time.
A light, floating voice floated into Xiao Li’s ear: "Thank you."
Xu Jin’s voice is very gentle. If he can see the appearance of a real person, it must be a kind of person who knows the book, and even the ghost is not aggressive. She continues:
This umbrella is my mother’s umbrella. On the day I stole the account and got married with him, it was raining like this. I took the umbrella from the umbrella stand in the room, but I never thought it would be the last time I saw my parents.

"Recalling now, the last moment I regretted, that day, I chose to run away with him, and it is no wonder that I will eventually form a obsession." Xu Jin said, "Now everything is over, my obsession will soon dissipate, this umbrella Will also unblock the seal, foreign travelers, you will get what you want."
Xiao Li thought for a moment: "Can I ask a question?"
Xu Jin: "You said."
Xiao Li: "Why is this village going to be like this?"
According to the character that Xu Jin is showing now, except for the scum man who has abused her, at least the old lady who sympathizes with her will not start.
Xu Jin: "...I don't know."
"At that time everything was very chaotic. There was a foreigner in the village. He persuaded the village head and told him that our village is very evil. If you sacrifice nearly half of the villagers, you will get the power to think."
"The son of the village chief accidentally said that he missed his mouth when he pursued the girl he liked. The result was passed down. Everyone was arguing. They looked at each other in a careless manner. They began to kill each other and killed many. Innocent old people and children..."
And Xu Jin himself, at the beginning of this all, was beaten by her husband and died at home.
The foreigner who knows the "sacrifice" does not know whether it is a warlock in this copy world or a reincarnation.
"After that, my obsession formed a force, attached to this umbrella. I found that after they died, I was able to control the village..."
This is what Xiao Li saw when he came over.
Xiao Li nodded thoughtfully.
The color of the face on the umbrella surface became lighter and lighter, and finally turned into a blue smoke scattered outside the house.
At this moment, Xiao Huangben shook again, and the whole soul of the everlasting soul became bigger. The original purple fabric showed one face after another, which looked like a white flower.
Zheng Yihe and Ye Zeqing stayed close to each other. They originally looked at Xiao Li’s way of talking. They did not act rashly and disturbed. When they saw that he had finished, they came over and asked:
Success?

Xiao Li nodded.
Zheng Yi exhaled a long breath: "Let's go, it's too quiet, and my goose bumps are getting up."
He said that he had picked up his sleeves and touched the hair that stood up.
The people walked back along the same path, the mountain road was difficult to walk, and the dense rain, let them move slowly.
On the road, Ye Zeqing asked curiously: "Hull, what is the function of your umbrella?"
"I haven't seen it yet," Xiao Li said, but since Ye Zeqing asked, he took a small yellow book from his pocket and took a look.
On the pale yellow paper, a large section of the handwriting appeared, and Xiao Liyi still had a little miss.
[... husband? 】
[You have not called my husband yet. 】
[...a bit jealous. 】
[I am very angry, want to hug you, let you call me ten times "husband", so that I will be happy. 】
[Fortunately, you didn't call it out, otherwise I can't help but appear directly. 】
[But still... not too happy. 】
Xiao Li wants to let him see it directly. I don't know if it looks like that man, or just a virtual copy of it.
Until the confession of Xiao Huangben is finished, you need to turn over a page to see the introduction of the Eternal Soul Umbrella: [Yong Soul Umbrella, Seal has been solved, you will get more help. 】
[Flower of Umbrella: You can use the power of the eternal soul umbrella to change the way you see you in the eyes of outsiders, once in a world. 】
[Yong Soul: It is enough to live in a soul, and the time is limited to 24 hours to keep the soul alive. 】
[Same: When you hold up this umbrella, the ghost will not be able to disturb you. 】
Xiao Li roughly rehearsed the function to Ye Zeqing, in exchange for the other party's envious look: "The function is much better, and it is not a one-off item."
This umbrella may be an artifact, but it is clear that its original owner is not very happy.
This is very unremarkable.
Xiao Li touched the umbrella, and the heart grew up and it was good. The rain that could be covered was much more. Now it is enough to cover his entire upper body without being wet by the rain.
The rain dripped on the purple umbrella surface, wet the human face flower above, splashing layer after layer of smoke.

When they returned to the hotel, they had already passed the meal, close to the afternoon.
The entire old hotel falls on the mountain road that enters and exits the Lingxi Mountain, just like walking into the mouth of the evil spirit.
The sky is getting more and more gloomy, and Xiao Li receives the umbrella and enters the room. It is no different from the night.
When he first came in, Xiao Li picked up his eyebrows - the windows in the original hotel had been covered with various kinds of fabrics from the inside, and the lights were on in the daytime, like a dark cage.
In the hall, Hu Zong and others and several reincarnations were sitting. When they saw their bitterness, they knew that they could not contact the outside world and the hotel owner.
Zheng Yi held the umbrella at the entrance of the hotel. He first greeted him: "I haven't found the boss yet?"
Mr. Hu said: "No, I doubt if he is going down the mountain."
"How do you eat for lunch?"
Speaking of this, Hu’s eyes showed some hesitation and fear:
At the dinner prescribed by the boss, it appeared in the kitchen. We obviously saw someone, but no one knows when the chef made the meal. ""
Zheng Yi: "Have you eaten?"
Hu said: "No, who dares? And today there is meat, a plate of braised pork..."
Yesterday, there was no meat after Luo Wei died, and all these reincarnations felt chilling.
Hu always loved braised pork before, but now I want to vomit when I smell it.
"What did you eat?"
"Fruit, fresh fruit." Hu pointed to the edge of the table, with a pile of cyan fruit on it, "there is a fruit tree in the backyard."
Zheng Yi scratched his head: "Can we eat?"
"Yes, there are many." For this kind of thing, Hu is generous.
In fact, things such as biscuits were secretly hidden in his suitcase and were not taken out.
Zheng Yi took a few fruits to Xiao Li and others.
Mr. Hu asked: "Are you going out to do it?"
Zheng Yi’s action of eating fruit paused for a moment, and Xiao Li picked up:
Go out and see if there are others on the mountain, and look for the boss by the way.

Mr. Hu: "Is it found?"
Xiao Li gave him a deep look: ".........no."
Hu was disappointed to play with a cell phone with no signal in his hand.
Zheng Yi wrapped up some food with clothes: "Then we go to take a bath, I feel like a fish swimming in the sea, this is not as heavy rain, it is refreshing."
Hu always looked at him with approval.
Xiao Li went up the stairs and was ready to take a hot bath to change clothes.
But when he came to the depths of the corridor, he saw the youth standing in the deepest window of the corridor.
The sinking of the support in the window to see the rain outside, the youth's sleeves were rolled to the elbows, the eyebrows were cold, and the gesture looked at the rest leisurely.
He could hear the sound, and he turned his head and looked at Xiao Li.
Xiao Li hasn't spoken yet. Shen Zhizhi has come over. He looks down at the fingerprint on Xiao Li's sleeve: "Is this?"
That was the fingerprint that Xu Jin’s husband left when he regarded him as Xu Jin.
Xiao Li: "...the others caught it, nothing."
Shen Haozhi "hmm", he didn't seem very happy, but he couldn't tell why he was not happy - he opened the other's sleeves and rubbed the skin with his fingertips until it was slightly reddish. So far: "The next time you go out, you can call me together."
Xiao Li wants to pull back her hand, but the strength of the other side is very big, just like being caught by steel bars.
Looking at the eyes of the young man, he was watching him with a sigh of relief. He was dull and seemed to be waiting for Xiao Li’s statement.
Xiao Li originally wanted to push him away, but thought of the picture that was infiltrated at his door that night, his heart was subtly soft.
... It looks like it’s going to be smooth.
Xiao Li sighed: "... are you not here?"
Shen Yanzhi’s side face is very serious. He circled the other’s wrist:
As long as you call me, I will always be there.

Xiao Li can only say: "Next time, I will find you."
Xiao Li is a person who rarely troubles others.
Generally speaking, if he is willing to ask for help, then the equivalent of this person must be intimate enough in his heart.
The lips of Shen Yan’s lips were slightly raised, and this was enough to let go of Xiao Li’s hand.
Best... rely on him a little more.
Before Xiao Li opened the door and was ready to enter the room, Shen Zhizhi did not know what he thought, and grabbed his wrist again: "Can you..."
Call me a husband.
Shen Yuzhi imagined that the other party shouted this sound, perhaps it was unwilling to be reluctant, perhaps after falling in love, but it must be different from Xiao Li’s usual appearance, soft and sweet.
Just think about it, and when I feel indulged, I feel that my heart is soft, and the original vinegar is diluted a lot.
This is the feeling he has never had before.
But if he says it, can he get a response without saying it, but Xiao Huangben’s identity is ready to go.
"What?" Xiao Li is waiting for his next words.
The coveted shackles masked the dark golden light of the bottom of the scorpion: "Nothing, rest early."
Before Xiao Li liked to sink, he didn't dare to expose his identity arbitrarily, for fear of provoking the other's disgust, but even so, he couldn't help but imagine the scene.
This kind of cautious feeling is strange, but nothing makes him more willing than this.

Into the night.
It was another night. Even though the people inside the hotel no longer hated the arrival of the night, the time did not stop as expected, but instead of dialing the fast-forward button, the kung fu can be completely dimmed.
I don't know if it is to match the atmosphere, the rain has not stopped.
The raindrops fell into the soil and landed on the eaves, leaving large patches of traces on the windows.
When I think that I will be killed again by evil spirits this year, everyone’s heart is heavy.
Xiao Li had already finished the shower, changed her clothes, and even had a nap.
He was not naturally awake, but was awakened by a loud noise outside the door downstairs.
The voice was deafening, like a thunder in his ear, almost shaking Xiao Li from the bed.
The black cat's tail hair, which had been squatting on the edge of the pillow, was erected high, and was directly scared by the scar, and a threatening squeak from the throat.
... Look at this, it is not like being quarreled, but met the ghost.
Xiao Li simply changed the pajamas from the body and opened the door and went downstairs.
The sound came from the storage room behind the hotel lobby.
When Xiao Li went to the past with his voice, the person who lived on the first floor had already taken the lead.
Under the light of the icy light bulb in the corridor, the door bulging outwards as if it were a powerful giant who slammed into the door and some wood chips broke.
Xiao Li stood up at the door and didn't speak. The indulgently on the side reached out and caught his black hair. He rolled it on the tip of his finger and pressed it down.
Xiao Li: "What happened?"
Suddenly touched the head to kill?
Sinking low and laughing: "It's up."
Xiao Li grabbed a piece of hair herself. It was indeed a black hair standing on the head with uneasiness. Perhaps it was because the hair did not dry before taking a nap.
Shen Zhizhi helped him to press a few times and failed to succeed.
Xiao Li grabbed the hair herself: "Forget it, now is not the time to entangle this."
Sawdust is permeated in the air, like overwhelming moths, surrounded by incandescent lamps.
The rain is screaming.
"What is it inside? How can it make such a sound?" asked a dark-skinned reincarnation.
Jiang Linwen stood at the outermost part of the crowd and said coldly, "The body."
"……what?!"
"The body of Luo Wei was locked in the morning by us." Ye Zeqing added the whole sentence.
The people present are all taking a breath -
There are no other living things in this storage room.
The loud noise just heard by everyone, isn’t that...
Is the body of Luo Wei hitting the door?
Lin Ruo first screamed: "He, he died and died?"
The little girl smacked tightly on her brother's cloak, but the other did not have time to comfort her. He was in a state of fear.
And except for a few of them, the rest of the reincarnations are frowning...
Jiang Linwen saw everyone's look: "It's a ghost, here is a haunt."
"What do we do now?" Hu Zongliu asked without a Lord.
Jiang Linwen pondered for a moment - now it can't be opened directly. If the thing inside is really "live", this is the self-investment, and now the best way is to strengthen a layer outside the door...
Jiang Linwen has not completely perfected this method, and he saw a crowd in the crowd squeeze out.
The man looks good, black and black, and looks very conspicuous at first glance, but it is not as good as what he did.
He came to the door and reached out to play the small lock. It seemed that he was about to twist the lock to open the door of the storage room.
It is Helkry who is considered by him to be a wicked incarnation.
Jiang Linwen has already refused to fear that he is a evil spirit. He immediately stopped him without thinking, "You wait --"
However, Xiao Li has flexibly opened the small lock and pushed the door straight.
Jiang Linwen had to swallow the rest of the words.
After the door, Luo’s body was so straight at the door.
The head of the corpse leaned against the door, and the head of the brain apparently smashed down a hole. The two hands pressed on the ground before, and the eyes screamed, as if the bang was caused by Luo Wei’s head.
Just now, it doesn't move anymore.
Xiao Li turned back and asked Ye Zeqing: "When you moved it, what posture is it?"
Ye Zeqing's look is also somewhat unstable, but fortunately, Xiao Li gave him a sense of security. He recalled: "Back up, kneel in the innermost corner, eyes closed."
Xiao Li: "Can you feel the ghost?"
Ye Zeqing: "No."
Xiao Li kicked the body and did not respond.
Jiang Linwen at the door: "........."
Surprised by his wild action.
Xiao Li thought about it. He went into the depths of the storage room and pulled out a straw rope from the mahogany cabinet inside. Then he dragged the body of Luo Wei and tied it together. Finally, the rope was tied. Closed, hit a knot.
Being like this, even if it is a living person, it has to go all out to break the rope first, and then hit the door again.
If Luo’s body can still move again, it’s really a technical job.
Xiao Li tested his own results and clap his hands satisfactorily.
He walked out of the storeroom and reattached the door to the lock, then turned back and said, "Okay, you can go back to sleep."
Jiang Linwen narrowed his eyes. He looked at the man in front of him and there was a word stuck in his throat.
If this person is a evil spirit, then now he can identify his identity and avoid avoiding another person tonight.
He only felt that the name was in the teeth, and he could speak out with an opening, but he would admit the mistake but he would die...
Just when Jiang Linwen was hesitant, Ye Zeqing patted his shoulder behind him.
Jiang Linwen looked back and only listened to Ye Zeqing’s voice: "I don’t think you are like a evil spirit, give you an advice."
Jiang Linwen: "What?"
Ye Zeqing: "You have been watching him, shouldn't you really suspect that he is a evil spirit?"
Jiang Linwen was poked at the center and silenced.
Ye Zeqing continued: "Don't be busy identifying him. You go to the forum to search for Hercules, you will understand."
Jiang Linwen: "Forum?"
"The forum function in the mission book," said Ye Zeqing, An Lidao, "And Moriarty."
Zheng Yi, who was on the side, listened to all the conversations. He inserted: "Why don't you say Sherlock?"
Jiang Linwen: "........."
Check it, check it, ok?

On the other side, in the toilet of the hall.
Xiao Li unscrewed the faucet, dipped some water on his fingertips, and began to play with his cocked hair.
I don't know how he slept, and the hair was so tenacious that he couldn't bend over with water.
The lamp in this toilet is different from the hall. It is yellowish and reflects a dark halo on the surrounding tiles.
"Snapped--"
There was a violent wind that closed the door of the toilet and blocked the retreat of Xiao Li.
Xiao Li was shocked by this voice. He screwed on the faucet and glanced at the closed door.
The young man's face was illuminated in the mirror of the sink, which also reflected the entire gloomy toilet.
From the sewer line, a "beep" sound was heard, as if something was rushing out.
The sound became more and more intense, and it overwhelmed the storms of the outside world.
A thick pile of hair was drilled out of the pipe. Its roots were curled and entangled. It crawled outward like a grass, shining two eyes from the middle, and the whole thing was indescribable.
Xiao Li and the eyes looked at each other and were okay at first, but soon he was excited like he thought of something.
The eyes in the hair flashed.
Is it an illusion, why is this person looking at its eyes... braving green light?
The confusion of the ghost does not affect its next move. The hair is winding around the air, like the tentacles of the octopus, sweeping toward Xiao Li -
Xiao Li raised his lips and he stepped back and gave the stage to the people he was waiting for.
One hand caught it, not only that, but also pressed it on the faucet and circled it.
Behind the hair of the group, the faint crying is getting closer, and the crying woman is not invited.
Xiao Li said with ease: "I found your wig, you can't avenge any more."
Ghost:? ? ?
False... what wig?
Also, why are there so many people suddenly appearing? When it comes out, isn't there only one human?
The crying woman came over and screamed and cried. She grabbed the ghost and grabbed it. She put her ghost on her head and fiddled twice. She suddenly said, "How is this so?"
There is no softness in her own hair.
Abandoned ghost: "..............."
If it is more vulnerable, it will go to the building!
The author has something to say: Speak to Hercules bot, I, send ghosts, real name system complaints.
In every horror studio, I was trembled and diligent, and I was able to harvest the head and scream every time, but Hercules treated me like this. I held my own hair, and my eyes were two lines of tears.
【comment】
Anonymous: Kiss, it is recommended to leave a whole body to steal.
Crying woman:? Is it wrong for me to be a wig?
Laughter ghost: And I am in the queue... Big sister, you are abandoning it, it’s a little bit to me! !
Ghost: ......... No one thinks about the feelings of the ghosts? !

This chapter is a supplement to yesterday's double, and there is an update tonight (probably at night very late...)