Chapter 78 Paper Brain

The place that Lu Yingjiu mentioned is outside the information hall.

From his angle, he could just see the upstairs of the hall outside. His keen eyesight allowed him to see in the dark, a trace of a door on the wall.

It's very shallow, and if you're not careful, you'll ignore it.

Chen Xiaoling asked again: "So, this Liang Qiufeng has been solved? Will there be no more hauntings here?"

Lu Yingjiu shook his head: "There is still a lot of yin here. If you leave it alone, after a few days, the tourists from that tour group will appear here again and enter the next cycle of death. There is one more thing I don't understand, Liang Qiufeng. What's the motive for taking revenge on these people?"

"Then I don't know. Give me some time, I'll be able to find out, but it's really troublesome," Chen Xiaoling blinked, "My makeup is going to be spent."

The three headed towards the curator's office first.

Jingxian put the door panel down and aligned with the traces on the wall.

The wall began to wriggle, the door panel sank slightly, and finally fit into the wall completely. Lu Yingjiu was able to unscrew the handle this time, and with a "squeak", the door opened.

It was a cool moonlight.

The moonlight was extremely bright, shining on the pear wood table, illuminating a pile of messy documents. The famous brand was placed in front of the table with the words "Zhang Chengzhou" written on it. The books on the shelves are densely packed, most of which are the materials in the library and the literature and journals on mental illness.

A scroll of calligraphy hangs in the middle of the room.

【Tian Dao】

The brush strokes are unrestrained and unrestrained, which is similar to the calligraphy in Ye Deyong's office.

The Zhang family's admiration for the way of heaven is much more fanatical than other aristocratic families. Lu Yingjiu walked through the entire office, and found small rune marks on the corners of the walls, the bottom of the bookcase, and the back of the table, all of which were used to pray to Heaven. Including the pendant on the bookmark, the front is carved with listening to the clouds, and the back is an eye in the auspicious cloud.

Even after many years, the house looks neat and tidy.

Lu Yingjiu dug out the unused talisman paper, water pen, copper coin string, and peace talisman from the drawer. Going back to the pear wood table, he found another small locked cabinet.

Jingxian leaned over and said, "I'll help you get it out."

Lu Yingjiu pushed him away: "Don't destroy it." After saying that, he took out an all-purpose paper clip, straightened it, and probed into the keyhole.

He was skilled enough to pick the lock in no time.

Inside was an old-fashioned phone with a few scratches on the screen.

He tentatively pressed the power button, and unexpectedly, the screen lit up.

The boot animation is extraordinarily long, and the white light illuminates the room. When the loading is complete, the SMS page automatically jumps out, displaying several text messages from more than half a year ago.

【Sender: Liang Qiufeng

I heard everything, that tourist group has a problem, it's a bunch of scumbags]

——Lu Yingjiu couldn’t help frowning.

Half a year ago, Liang Qiufeng had died, which means that his obsession had not disappeared, and he continued to communicate with the living by this method. Director Zhang, who resigned two years ago, is his contact person.

Zhang Chengzhou replied: [Did you move the array of listening in the museum? 】

Liang Qiufeng did not reply.

Zhang Chengzhou sent again: [What are you thinking about? 】

[Don't move any evil thoughts, I don't want to attack you]

[Liang Qiufeng, reply to me]

[We all know about your son, he would not want you to do this. You wait, I'm in Huanzhou now, I'll come back to you soon, my good brother, I hope you can go to the next life in a good way, and never set foot on the road of eternal redemption! 】

After that, Zhang Chengzhou sent several messages.

Liang Qiufeng never replied.

Chen Xiaoling compared the time of the text messages and said, "One day after this text message, there was a fire in the homestay, and all the people in the tour group died. Of course, no one else was injured except for them."

She read the text message again: "But what does this 'Listening Array' refer to?"

Lu Yingjiu didn't answer her immediately.

He took out the other papers in the drawer, matched the information he found on the bookshelf, and sat on the office chair.

The office chair is comfortable and spacious, and the whole person can easily sink in. He leaned against the back of the chair, and the moonlight outside the window just fell on half of his body, outlining the profile of his face.

He then clicked on some information and said: "Listen to the contract with the Zhang family, and listen to everything, including the human heart. If you set up its array in this museum, you can hear the voices of passers-by when you meet someone who knows how to do it. "

"In other words," Chen Xiaoling said, "for some reason, Liang Qiufeng knew the formation and heard the voices of the tourists."

"Yes. He and Zhang Chengzhou have been friends for many years. If he knows how to exorcise ghosts, it will not be difficult to learn the formation technique." Lu Yingjiu nodded, "He used the formation technique after he became a ghost. The voice of his heart, so he planned revenge."

"As for the reason for revenge, it may be this."

He pulled out a newspaper.

It was a news report: [A 14-year-old boy with depression was bullied at school and committed suicide by jumping off a building on the evening of the 18th]

"This is..." Chen Xiaoling narrowed his eyes, "Is this Liang Qiufeng's child?"

"Yes." Lu Yingjiu said, "here is a group photo of them. His son has a mental illness and was bullied by his classmates and committed suicide. That's why he hates people who disrespect the patient. The power of listening allows him to hear. The voice of the tourists also made him plan this revenge."

Chen Xiaoling suddenly realized: "So it is, no wonder his ghost is still wandering in the museum. It turned out to be fishing law enforcement. However, it is not easy for this tour group to gather so many scumbags."

Lu Yingjiu said, "Have you ever heard a joke about an airplane and God?"

"What?" Chen Xiaoling blinked.

Jing Xian also pricked up his ears to listen: this is the first time Lu Yingjiu has told a joke.

Lu Yingjiu said: "When a man gets married, he swears that if he betrays his wife, God will punish him. It didn't take long for him to betray her."

"Scum." Jing Xian said, suddenly feeling very sincere.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He felt that Jingxian was alluding to something that had not given him a name before.

He cleared his throat and continued: "The man was in a storm when he was on the plane, he remembered that oath and hurriedly prayed to God: 'I should not break my oath, but the other passengers on the plane are innocent, please temporarily Get around me first!'"

"And God told him: 'What innocent? Do you think it's easy for me to put together this plane after all these years?'"

Chen Xiaoling: "..."

Lu Yingjiu said, "Sometimes it's not a coincidence, it's something destined to fate." He looked at the contact text message on his phone again and sighed, "It's not easy for him to take revenge for the child, it's reasonable, but Things can't go this way anymore."

He piled up all the materials and told Chen Xiaoling, "But we know that Zhang Chengzhou was in Huanzhou half a year ago, and he probably returned to this museum. At least there is a clue."

Chen Xiaoling nodded: "Well, I can check it out, but it will take a lot of time."

They finally searched the room again to make sure there was nothing left.

The hair balls sniffed on the ground, suddenly wagging their tails and screaming at the corner bookcase.Jing Xian went over and moved the bookcase completely.

Behind it is a white wall, nothing.

Lu Yingjiu frowned slightly and touched her hand. The wall was very flat, and the powder stuck to his fingertips during the exploration.

Jingxian also leaned over and stood side by side with him, stroking the wall as well.

After a while, the two looked at each other and said in unison, "Blood."

"What blood?" Chen Xiaoling probed. Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian were too tall, she couldn't see beyond her shoulders when she stepped on her high heels, so she could only try to look out.

Lu Yingjiu lightly tapped the wall: "There used to be a formation here, and it was a yin formation. There are still ways to make it visible. They say that qi is yang and blood is yin, and it can be restored by pouring fresh blood Of course, the blood of women is best."

Chen Xiaoling: "..."

She glanced at Lu Yingjiu and then at Jingxian.

Under the moonlight, the two were handsome and handsome, and their heads were tilted at the same angle, and they looked like a husband and wife.

And their eyes were all focused on her: Lu Yingjiu had inexplicable expectations in his eyes, while Jing Xian followed his eyes with interesting exploration.

She put her hands around her chest and took a half step back: "You, what are you doing? I'm anemic! Go to a blood donation car and donate a 200cc car that makes you feel dizzy!"

Lu Yingjiu sighed, a little disappointed: "Forget it, I'll find another way."

Jingxian said, "No need."

"Why not?" Chen Xiaoling immediately woke up, "I don't want to lose any blood!"

Jing Xian shook his head and patted the table next to him.

A scarlet formation appeared silently.

The formations drawn by the ghost exorcist give the impression of being upright and mighty most of the time. And his formation, every stroke is like a thick blood, outlines a treacherous and distorted figure, which makes people feel uneasy.

"Crack-"

A terrifying cry came from it, and some creature was restless. Jing Xian stretched out his hand directly, his entire right hand was submerged in the formation, and he tugged gently.

"Kakaka!" In his hand, a black bat with only a mouth kept flapping its wings, full of yin energy. Lu Yingjiu had never seen this ghost before, so he judged from experience that it was some kind of scavenger ghost.

"What the hell is this?!" Chen Xiaoling took a few steps back and leaned against the corner, "Big-mouthed bat? I didn't see that you were still a Pokémon master."

"This is called a blood bat." Jing Xian explained, "I like blood sucking and brain plasma the most."

He let Lu Yingjiu move away from the wall, then grabbed the blood bat's wings and aimed its mouth at the wall.

"Ouch! Vomit—" After a violent vomit, the blood bat "yue" spat out a large mouthful of blood on the wall.

Then there was a steady stream of blood, Jingxian took it and splashed blood on the wall like he was holding a water gun. For a moment, the white walls turned red, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

There are really many strange things in Jingxian.

He had every reason to suspect that a certain palace in Jingxian kept this thing, maybe he also let the little devils under him fight blood bats... This is something Jingxian can do.

The blood was gurgling down, but there were a few walls that remained white.

Gradually, Lu Yingjiu could see the pattern: the white part forms a circular logo, and in the middle is a pattern very similar to the seven-pointed star, but mixed with more and more complicated patterns.

He had never seen such a formation.

Blood flow stopped.

Jing Xian casually opened another formation, stuffed the bat that was stunned after vomiting blood, and returned to Lu Yingjiu's side.

The hair balls jumped up and down below, wailing anxiously.Jingxian picked it up and touched its head: "Don't worry about that ugly bat, I still like you the most."

Hairball stuck out his tongue in delight.

Lu Yingjiu ignored the scarlet on the wall, reached out and stroked it, carefully analyzing every stripe of road.

With his knowledge of exorcism, he knows that this is a formation that requires seven mediums to complete, and it should summon... or activate something.

- What is the medium?

His eyes swept across the lines intertwined like tree roots: those lines were intertwined into a vague human figure.

So, the medium is people.

But it is not the kind of living sacrifice, but requires seven exorcists to maintain the formation together.

- Turn on what?

Lu Yingjiu observed for a long time, but had no clue. There are too many unknown secrets in the field of exorcising ghosts. As one of the aristocratic families, the Zhang family has a long history, and he can't figure it out all at once.

He took a half step back and took out his phone to take pictures of the formation.

But seeing Jingxian's solemn expression, he said, "This formation is related to the ghost world."

Lu Yingjiu was stunned: "How come?"

Jingxian pointed to the formation: "The ten different signs here represent the ten halls of the ghost world. But even if the signs are placed in the ghost world, they are very old, and I haven't seen them for many years."

Lu Yingjiu stood back beside him and said, "The Zhang family advocates the way of heaven, and is generally reluctant to communicate more with the ghost world, let alone this large-scale formation that requires seven ghost exorcists to work together."

The formations related to the ghost world are generally sorcery.

For example, forcibly summoning the soul, quelling the soul, or summoning the ghosts for life. A serious exorcist wouldn't touch such a thing.

Yin and Yang are separated.

Chu Qianju, the first to borrow power from the ghost world and the first to dare to invite the gods, has already been punished horribly.The Zhang family knew and admired the power of heaven, how could it be possible to do such a thing?

Jingxian is very sure: "I will never admit my mistake. If I go back, this should be a sign of the previous ghost king's period." He looked at the wall and said, "I don't know the ghost exorcist's formation."

Lu Yingjiu glanced at him: "I don't understand at all."

Jing Xian followed his good manners, and immediately changed his words: "I have absolutely no understanding of the ghost exorcist's formation technique. As far as places related to the ghost world are concerned, they should want to... go to the ghost world."

Lu Yingjiu opened his eyes slightly.

He hesitated: "That should be a thing of death."

There have been countless ghosts and predecessors proved that the living person to the ghost world must die.

It was only a place that belongs to cold wind, bloody and violent ghosts.

"Maybe this is the direction of their efforts." Jing leisurely narrowed his eyes, and a touch of suffocation flashed on his face. Maybe it really left any flaws. "

"The last ghost king?" Lu Yingjiu thought for a while, "Where is he now?"

A leisurely smile: "Early died." This smile seemed to show his teeth.

Lu Yingjiu: "..." unexpectedly.

However, did Zhang Jiazhen try to go to the ghost world?

When Chen Xiaoling murmured for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "How are you discussing it? It seems that it is getting colder and colder here, is it that Liang Qiufeng is coming again?"

The surrounding yin is really heavier.

Lu Yingjiu looked at the house again and confirmed that there was no omissions, and then said, "Let's go out."

He took Zhang Chengzhou's mobile phone and various materials, and called Jingxian to put it in his four-dimensional backpack - the process of stuffing was not too smooth, the hair balls bit off a few scraps and ate it with relish.

The three went out of the office.

After closing the door, Chen Xiaoling looked back, but Yu Guang swept something.

At the end of the corridor, there was a black figure!

She took a stagnation and hurriedly patted the wine. Lu Yingjiu found it earlier. Looking at it, only the black figure said in a hoarse voice: "Foreign personnel, you must not enter the office ..."

"You are crazy as an employee!" Chen Xiaoling hid behind Lu Yingjiu and his leisure, and he felt a sense of security and shook his head. "What about tourists now?"

The shadow stumbling also stumbled: "You must not enter his office, you must not enter the dean's office. Foreign personnel, you must not enter the office ..."

He tilted his head and thought for a few seconds.

The strong black mist gathered in his body, the wind rose

Wow!

In the dark, countless Zhang's face flew out, hovering in the air, watching them high.

It turned out to be the thrilling self -portrait again! They broke the frame of the hall and chased here!

Chen Xiaoling scolded: "I like these ghosts so much ..."

Lu Yingjiu held the rune paper, and when he was about to throw it out, he began to fly from the portrait.

They folded and danced in the air and gathered together, as if a invisible hand woven them together.

Overlays overlap and rising.

They ... make up a brain -like object, and there are all structures. The brain ditch, the frontal lobe, the temporal lobe ... There are no shortage of them, and there are two floors as high as they are facing them. The paper is still rubbing, as if the brain is perfection. If they have giant phobia, I am afraid that they will be soft at this time.

But they didn't.

"It's ugly." Jing Xian commented.

"Indeed." Lu Yingjiu agreed with him.

Chen Xiaoling: "...Is this the point?"

The brain vibrated violently again.

Suddenly, a bright beam of light came from it.

Its brightness is like a large searchlight on the stage, and it is like a flashlight beam during a night patrol in a museum. With a hot "click", it focused on Chen Xiaoling.

Before Chen Xiaoling could react, his eyes became empty.

"Eh?" she murmured, "How many steps are there on the second floor, why didn't I count them?" She turned her head stiffly, her voice shrivelled, "I-I'm going to go back and count again, the numbers are absolute. Can't go wrong."

Obsessive-compulsive disorder!

Obsessive-compulsive disorder again!

Liang Qiufeng must have used this method to force the tour group to suffer from mental illness. Lu Yingjiu frowned, and after sticking a piece of talisman paper, he stepped forward and grabbed Chen Xiaoling's wrist.

The light fell on him, and he was also slightly dizzy, like something was trying to tamper with his brain consciousness.

But it's not a big problem, time is enough for him to take Chen Xiaoling to a safe place. It was the heat brought by the light that was like an oven, causing him to sweat on his forehead.

He was just about to take a step, when suddenly it was black in front of him.

Looking back, Jingxian was standing in front of the two of them. His angle was well chosen, and his long shadow could just stop them all.

Without the light, Chen Xiaoling's eyes suddenly became clearer, she covered her head and said, "Ah my head... oh, it hurts, what just happened..."

Lu Yingjiu walked towards Jingxian quickly.

Intellectually, he knew that Jingxian could not be threatened by a ghost of this level, but he was still anxious at this moment.

"Jingxian, are you alright?" he asked.

"How can..." Jing Xian looked back at him, frowning suddenly, "Ah, my head hurts!"

Lu Yingjiu: ? ! !

He panicked—God knows it's been a long time since he was in such a mood when exorcising a ghost. He hurriedly took out the talisman paper and put it on Jingxian's body.

Unexpectedly, Jing Xian was not affected, but he was hugged.

Before Lu Yingjiu could react, he was kissed on the face.

Lu Yingjiu: ?

Jingxian looked sincere: "I feel better after kissing you! Or let's kiss again!"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He pushed Jingxian away and stabbed him hard: "Does it strengthen your love brain??"

"Yes yes yes." Jing Xian was not ashamed, "This may also be a kind of mental illness, you have to help me." After saying that, he put his arms around his daughter-in-law's slender waist, contentedly.

Chen Xiaoling: "..." She only felt that her head hurt even more.

Seeing this scene, Liang Qiufeng at the end of the corridor made a deafening roar!Intersection

——In this moment, even if it should not be very unwilling, Chen Xiaoling is still unsurprisingly with him.

"... Brothers I understand," she murmured. "I also wanted to slaughter this pair of dogs and men."