Chapter 75 The Mocker

Lu Yingjiu subconsciously wanted to throw out the talisman paper, but at the second when the talisman paper shot, she stopped.

The opponent is a ghost, and his talisman may cause more damage.

What's more, the woman looked helpless.

The flesh and blood of ghosts also has yin energy, but those moths are by no means unusual, turning her body into a nest, constantly absorbing and eating flesh and blood as nutrients, and hatching themselves.

They spread their wings high and spread all over the room and corridor, leaving only the woman's body withering, like a delicate rose turned into dust.

Only then did her boyfriend react, and he wanted to drive away the moths from her body, but he was a step too late——

He threw himself in the air, only the dust between his fingers was left, and he stood blankly on the spot.

Lu Yingjiu thought he was overly sad, but saw that the expression on his face was very empty.

This kind of emptiness is very strange, and human beings should not have such an expression.

He murmured: "Forget it, if you die, you will die, but it's just a mental illness."

Lu Yingjiu: ?

Chen Xiaoling just mustered up the courage to come in, and when he heard this, his face was dazed.

A few minutes ago they paid you back to me, and now they are suddenly so cut off from each other. It's too divisive.

However... two consecutive people in the team have mental illness, I'm afraid it's not a coincidence. The words the man said and the attitude he showed were also strange.

The moths in the house were almost dissipated. The man killed a few with his bare hands, and shook the moth corpse from his hand in disgust.

Lu Yingjiu asked him, "I want to take the liberty to ask, do you have any mental illness?"

"Me?" The man thought for a while, "I don't have it. Could it be that mental illness is still contagious?" After that, he clapped his hands, seeming to dislike the powder and mucus on his hands, and went into the bathroom to prepare to wash his hands.

Before Lu Yingjiu could look at the moth's body, he suddenly heard a scream!

The man crawled out of the shit and shouted, "Blood! Blood everywhere!!!"

Lu Yingjiu frowned and walked quickly into the bathroom.

I saw the faucet rushing, clear and transparent, and a small half of the pool was gathered in just a few seconds.

The rest of the bathroom was clean, and he asked, "Where's the blood you're talking about?"

"Can't you see it?!" The man's eyes almost popped out, "In the basin! Blood is flowing from the tap!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the water in the pool rushed out one after another, as if there was life, and it flowed down to his feet.

He screamed: "Blood! Don't come here!" Crawling back and forth, he took down a sharp knife directly from the stove, grabbed it in his hand, and waved it, as if to cut off the water.

Obviously, there is no effect at all.

"Squeak-"

Lu Yingjiu screwed on the faucet, picked up the towel and wiped the water splashed on his arm, then walked out and said, "I turned off the faucet."

The spread of the water stopped, but the man's eyes fell on him tightly, on the white towel in his hand.

He clutched the knife tightly and swallowed: "What are you holding in your hand?"

"Towels." Lu Yingjiu said.

The man swallowed again: "What are you, what are you trying to do with the towel? Are you trying to strangle me! Don't come here! Stay away from me!!" After speaking, he waved the sharp knife in his hand and faced Lu Yingjiu for a while., facing Chen Xiaoling and Jingxian for a while.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He thought to himself, just like you, you are so embarrassed to say that you are not sick, this is a delusional idea of ​​being murdered.

He walked over slowly and threw the towel aside: "You calm down, I don't mean to hurt you. But I want to ask, did something happen to you in the museum..."

Before he finished speaking, the man's eyes burned red, and he rushed up with a scream, with the blade in his hand pointing straight at Lu Yingjiu!

Chen Xiaoling was startled, but saw that Lu Yingjiu didn't panic at all, as if he had expected it—

But before he could throw out the talisman paper, the man suddenly flew out, as if being slapped away by an invisible force.

"Hey!" He was slapped on the wall, like a fly killed by a fly swatter, and turned into a pool of blood.

Simple, rude and efficient.

Even as a ghost, it is too dead to die.

This scene was so terrifying, Chen Xiaoling's pupils were startled suddenly, she covered her mouth and took a half step back, looking around.

Lu Yingjiu looked at Jingxian helplessly and said, "Don't be so violent, maybe you can ask something from him."

Jing Xian smiled and put his arms around his shoulder: "Who told him to have such poor eyes. Do you want to stop looking at other people?"

Lu Yingjiu nodded and looked at Chen Xiaoling again: "Let's go."

Only then did Chen Xiaoling realize that it was Jing Xian's hand just now. She blinked her eyes and said, "You are too fierce. My former boyfriend with eight pack abs, seeing cockroaches running faster than me, can't be trusted at all."

Lu Yingjiu laughed.

In the end, before he took two steps, Jingxian leaned into his ear and whispered, "I told you before, I can be more aggressive at other times, do you really want to try?"

"...I don't want it for now." Lu Yingjiu pushed his head away, "walk well, don't think about it in the daytime, and don't be afraid of retribution for prostitution every day."

"Then I didn't see you announce to me at night." Jingxian complained, "Where is our bridal chamber, where did it go?"

Lu Yingjiu made a "no" sound.

Just when Jingxian thought he wouldn't answer, Lu Yingjiu suddenly smiled: "I'm happy, maybe there will be a flower candle night." He patted Jingxian's shoulder, "Then I will look at your concubine Xian. brand."

Jing Xian was instantly content: "Then when are you happy?"

"That's impossible to say." Lu Yingjiu shrugged.

The three continued to walk forward.

After such a mess, Lu Yingjiu originally wanted to call out the other three ghosts to ask about the situation, but he didn't expect to see the three ghosts waiting there anxiously as soon as he returned to the lobby.

Lu Yingjiu's keen eyes swept across the hall.

After such a short time, the layout of the hall changed: the corner of the front desk was stained with blood, the receiver of the landline also had red palm prints, the sofa was moved, and a few springs popped out, lining the upper ones. Plush toys are terrifying.

Plush toys are all pink, it should be a little girl.

And in the middle of the hall, an old -fashioned projector appeared out of thin air, facing an empty wall.

"Master!" When the leader saw him, he couldn't help shouting, "Did you hear the scream just now? What's wrong? Is that the ghost come again!"

Lu Yingjiu nodded slightly: "Yes."

"Ah!" The team leader showed despair, "I'm going to buy a plane ticket now... I can't stay in this place!" After speaking, he leaned over to Lu Yingjiu, took out his phone tremblingly, and started looking at the plane tickets and trainsticket.

In fact, they are the ghosts restrained here, and they can't go away.

The best thing to do by Lu Yingjiu is to remove their restraint and send them back to the ghost world.

Gong Xian said in his ear, "Didn't you just send them back, I can do it."

"You must have confused them on the wall again." Lu Yingjiu glanced at him.

After speaking, he pointed to the screenplay in the middle of the hall: "What is this?"

"It's not clear." A man trembled and answered him, "When we just came down, no one dared to touch it."

Lu Yingjiu stepped forward and turned on the projector.

The projector kept turning, and there was a bright light on the wall, and the white flowers could not see anything. After tens of seconds, the projection trembled, and the picture appeared-

Rainy Museum.

The angle of the camera is weird, like a video sneak shot from a certain angle.

A number of tourists entered the museum.

The team leader suddenly exclaimed and pointed at the picture: "Isn't that me!"

The leader in the video is indeed the same as he holds the same little red flag, and the figure is consistent. And behind him was a little couple. Lu Yingjiu identified it carefully and found that it was the two ghosts who had just died.

They walked through the room, and the voice of muttering came: "Ah, this disease is curious, how can anyone get this disease?"

"Hahahahaha, they are really a problem with their brains-"

"Suicide? How can anyone commit suicide because of their emotions? I want to say that they are deceiving sympathy. They just make excuses. I do n’t have the ability to resist the pressure and it’ s too fragile. ”

Upstairs and where the moth phobia is introduced, the woman smiled even more exaggerated: "Hahahahahahale died of me, do you know, I have a classmate before I am afraid of moths. , I put it in her collar during the late self -study. Do you dare to believe that she was scared to go to the hospital because of those moths! "

"Really false!" The man also laughed, "It's exaggerated."

He looked around and suddenly pointed to the pool next to him.

The faucet of the pool is putting water, but the red paint is added to the water, like blood.

He said, "This is also very strange. You can be scared to wash your face and wash your hands. Do you want to live?"

"That's." The woman laughed.

Waiting for a circle of tour, they have laughed at everything they can laugh.

The rest of the tourists frowned, and the leader heard the whole process stopped, but laughed with them.

The attitude is very light.

The picture flashed a few times, and the two photos flashed out.

One shows the woman surrounded by moths, screaming hysterically, her face contorted.

One was a man washing his hands, but the pool was full of blood, and countless bloody hands stretched out to grab his throat.

What they mocked and despised, finally came to them.

The photo shocked everyone, and their faces were pale.

Lu Yingjiu sighed lightly, and suddenly understood that others must have laughed at those patients.

If he guessed correctly, they were also mentally ill and would die from it.

Sure enough, the projector reached the next scene, and it was the other tourists who appeared.

"How can a mental illness be called a disease, but the brain is not working well?"

"This disease is so funny hahaha."

"These people's brains are not good, why are they afraid of this?"

"If this was my child, I would have killed him long ago..."

Words from the past pierced their hearts like knives.

But there was no guilt on their faces, just pure fear.

When the team leader saw this scene, he fell directly to the ground and muttered, "No, no, I didn't mean that at the time... I, my ticket has already been bought, and I'm leaving now..."

He lost his soul and almost stumbled to the outside of the homestay.

The door of the homestay was locked tightly, he touched the handle and suddenly exclaimed!

"It's hot!" he yelled.

This is not his hallucination, the air by the door has been slightly distorted, as if there is a heat wave behind the door.

"Why is there a fire outside!" the team leader shouted in a weeping voice, "Isn't it a street outside, why is there a fire?! Let me out!"

He turned his head suddenly, and his eyes fell on Lu Yingjiu: "Master! Quickly help us!"

Lu Yingjiu shrugged, "I can't help you."

The B&B caught on fire was something that happened, and he couldn't change it.

The leader was almost crazy, another tourist hurriedly handed him a towel, and the two gathered by the door and yanked the door hard.

The door-locking obsessive-compulsive disorder was watching the play next to him, clapping his hands and shouting, "Okay! Okay! The door is locked!"

"Fuck you!" the team leader scolded through gritted teeth, "Come here to help the fuck up!"

"This door is locked, I don't want it!" The obsessive-compulsive disorder continued to clap and laugh, "It's locked so well, it's locked in seconds!"

The situation was very chaotic for a time. The two were pulling at the door, and blue veins burst out on their foreheads and arms. The projector continued to play, and the people in the picture opened and closed their mouths: "It's funny how you see them struggling!"

"It's so hard to live, why don't you die?"

"Hahaha, won't you be relieved if you die!"

What they had said was so ironic at this time.

The enthusiasm of the door handle came from the towel, and the door made a "squeak" under their desperate power.

Then open!

The heat wave swept everyone for a moment, and the light drowned everything.

The homestay turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the red light rushed to the sky. In the flames, the three of them struggled and screamed on the ground.

In contrast, Lu Yingjiu's side is simply quiet.

Before he could take action, Jing Xian snapped his fingers lightly, the flames dissipated automatically, and even the heat could not be transmitted.At this time, he did not forget to put his arms around Lu Yingjiu's waist, raised his eyebrows and said, "How is it, isn't your husband amazing?"

"It's amazing." Lu Yingjiu perfunctory, "You have to have this time, help me pull the three ghosts over, I don't want them to die so soon."

"Rest assured." Said, "I can't die."

This remark was unreasonable. His words had just fallen, and everyone's eyes were all flowers.

The bears were disappeared, and they were replaced by cold air.

After the burning, this temperature is piercing.

There are large burns on the leader, and he is scary. If he is not a ghost, he may have fainted.

He raised his head and screamed.

——Wrobus returned to the hall of the museum again.

Moonlight is pale.

I saw the full two -layer patients from the portrait, each of which turned his eyes smoothly and looked at them high.