infinite danger

Waking up the next day, Ji Siwei received an ultimatum from Ji Siyun - he must go home today.

Knowing that Ji Siwei was going home, Uncle Leaflet was the saddest, because it meant that he would not have a cat to hold in the days to come.

"I have checked the undead crossbow for you. It has been overused and some domineering energy has invaded the inner core. The service life of the undead crossbow may not be long." Uncle Flyer rubbed the stubble on his chin, feeling a little distressed: "You What the hell did you go through at Yangcheng University, and you ruined the Undead Crossbow so quickly."

I remembered that when I was in Fanghua Building, the red blood mist was sucked in by the undead crossbow, and as a result, a very lethal red arrow was shot.

Perhaps from then on, the Undead Crossbow began to wear out excessively.

Ji Swei thought for a while: "I haven't experienced anything."

It's just going from the second floor to the seventh floor and killing a few evil spirits.

"This stack of talismans is for your self-defense. They are all high-level talisman papers that I painstakingly drew. The spells are the same as before." The flyer uncle handed Ji Siwei a thick stack of talismans: "We don't talk about money between you and me, because talking about money hurts our relationship." , if you feel sorry, just put the cat..."

Taking the stack of talisman papers with clean and slender hands, Ji Siwei smiled and said to Uncle Leaflet: "You and I don't talk about cats."

Uncle Leaflet picked up a pitch-black knife from the coffee table, and passed the handle towards Ji Siwei: "There is nothing that can be used as a weapon for you. Take this fruit knife with you. I have opened it before."

The fruit knife is warm and moist as jade, and it feels a little heavy in the hand, and the blade looks sharp.

Another fruit knife.

It seems that I have a good relationship with the fruit knife.

Ye Xiao pressed Uncle Flyer's shoulder and looked at him with scrutiny: "Uncle Master, didn't you say yesterday that you were going to give Siwei the Hooking Whip?"

The flyer uncle pushed Ye Xiao's hand away: "That whip is too sinister, not suitable for a righteous socialist successor like Liangzi."

Ye Xiao raised his voice slightly: "Are you sure it's not because he didn't agree to keep the cat?"

"Of course not." Uncle Flyer was rarely serious: "Don't underestimate this fruit knife. Why do you think its blade is black? All expensive cold weapons have spirituality. They have experienced countless battles and licked countless people. blood, the blade will gradually turn black. Just like the black knife in your hand, this is not an ordinary fruit knife, but a treasure handed down from generation to generation!"

"Uncle, I don't want to take such a valuable item for free." Ji Siwei stroked the blade, and rolled his eyes: "I'll give you the cat for two days."

"What do you two think of me, bastard!"

The eight-tailed cats frowned, and each of them slapped a cat.

……

With Soul Gathering Bell gone, Ji Siwei's life was indeed much more comfortable.

Since opening the first drawer, he has experienced all kinds of incredible supernatural events.

He almost forgot that he was an ordinary person.

It has been a long time since I had such a peaceful and ordinary day.

After resting peacefully for a few days, Ji Siwei's injuries were almost recovered.

Before he knew it, it was the time agreed with the unknown number, and Ji Siwei took out the black phone that had been sealed by Uncle Leaflet.

As soon as I turned on the phone, I received a series of messages.

"I see you at last, my friend."

"I thought you were going to abandon me."

"I'm so sad when I can't see you. I'm so sad that I'm about to suffocate. Promise me, don't leave my sight in the future, okay?"

"Remember our agreement?"

"At eleven o'clock tonight, we will see you in the amusement park. If you don't come, I will curse you with all my strength for the rest of my life."

The messages read like threats from a demented voyeur.

Some creepy.

What's more, this unknown number is probably not a person.

No matter who the evildoer is, if he goes to an amusement park in Yangcheng tonight, he will definitely be caught.

After you catch him, you must make him recite the core values—this guy's psychology seems to be a little distorted, and his values ​​​​need to be reshaped urgently.

Putting the black phone back into the sealed bag, Ji Siwei changed into a backpack, made sure to bring all the equipment, and checked the route to the amusement park.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ji Siwei dismissed Uncle Chen and Auntie Chen and left home with the eight-tailed cat and the puppet.

After some distance from home, I stopped a taxi.

As soon as the driver got out of the car, he greeted Ji Siwei with surprise on his face: "Hey! Young boy, I remember you. I took your order not long ago... It seems to be going to Yangcheng University. We are so destined."

Slightly fat, slightly bald, with a warm smile on his face, this driver is actually the one who drove Ji Siwei to Yangcheng University last time.

After Ji Siwei got into the car, the driver put the wheelchair away and put it in the trunk. As soon as he sat in the driver's seat, he began to talk endlessly: "This city is so big, we can meet again, we must cherish this relationship."

"Hey, I remember you used to raise cats, why do you change to pigs now?"

"Why are you still wearing a red tie, you pig? You're very particular."

Ji Siwei wanted to cover the ears of the eight-tailed cat, but he didn't have time.

The eight-tailed cat came back, and even the hair on its tail was blown out, like a feather duster.

Ji Siwei smoothed the cat's fur with ease, and said softly, "It's still the same cat, but it's just that it has eaten too much recently."

In case the driver said anything irreparable, Ji Siwei hurriedly said, "Let's go."

The driver nodded: "Where are you going so late?"

Ji Siwei: "There is an amusement park in Yangcheng."

The driver's expression changed, and his voice lowered a degree: "It's closed down a long time ago, what are you doing there when it's dark?"

Ji Siwei said concisely: "I have something to do."

"Young boy, I didn't say that, that abandoned amusement park is often haunted by ghosts, and you have to go there at night, it's very auspicious."

The master driver wiped the sweat off his brow as he said, "People in our line of business know best where not to go, and it's very taboo to take orders there when it's dark."

As soon as the driver finished saying this, the whole car shook.

"Russing rustling... rustling..."

Ji Siwei clearly heard the sound of millipedes crawling across the metal.

Harsh, sharp, cold hands and feet.

A strong scent of sandalwood permeates the air.

"Did the car shake just now? Is it my illusion or an earthquake?"

The driver master said and looked outside, and found that the wind was blowing outside, and the air pressure was a little low, as if there would be a downpour of rain at any moment.

Ji Siwei felt bad when he smelled the familiar sandalwood fragrance.

The rustling sound became more and more intense, but the driver seemed not to hear it at all. After checking the car and found that there was no problem, he rolled the window halfway and told Ji Siwei to fasten his seat belt.

Looking outside, a huge centipede was entrenched on top of the taxi, with its huge head stuck to the window.

Countless hooked feet squirmed, supporting the centipede's body to crawl slowly.

The ghost boy from the fourth floor is here!

A figure wearing a crown appeared on the co-pilot.

He waved his hand lightly, and a few wisps of blue smoke rose from the huge centipede, which became as thick as a wrist. It got in through the gap in the car window, and lay on the ghost boy's shoulder.

Didn't hear Ji Siwei's response, the driver looked at his watch: "That's all, I'll take your order before you arrive. No one is willing to drive you there except me. The reason why we don't take that The list on the side is because I am afraid that there will be something unlucky in the car when I come back."

"Thank you, master." Ji Siwei responded, silently holding the fruit knife in his hand, not daring to relax for a moment, looking at the back of the ghost boy.

No need to go there, there is already something unlucky sitting in your car...

The driver started the car and started chatting again: "Young boy, you can tell from your accent that you are a local. Didn't you hear the ghost story about an amusement park in Yangcheng when you were young?"

The ghost centipede seemed to be very interested in the master driver, bent half of his body, and slowly poked his head next to his cheek.

"No." Ji Siwei's nerves tensed up, and he wanted to answer the driver in a calm tone.

"Why do I feel a little cold every time I meet you?" The driver master sneezed: "It's not that cold when I go out."

The last time it was a female ghost in white who took the co-pilot, this time it was a young ghost from the Qing Dynasty who took the co-pilot.

The ghost centipede moved closer, and the tentacles on its head swept across the driver's cheek.

The master driver raised his hand to touch his cheek, and the ghost centipede avoided it.

"My face is a bit itchy, maybe it's too dry, go back tonight and apply a mask."

The driver master is still a fastidious person.

The situation in front of him was obviously more critical than when the white ghost appeared. Ji Siwei called out to the little puppet from the bottom of his heart: "Little puppet, I have a small task for you. Watch out for the ghost boy in front, and don't let him hurt the driver."

"The enemy of the master is the enemy of the puppet!"

The little puppet crawled out of its warm pocket. It was wearing a blue shirt, a white suit, a top hat, and an exaggerated single-glass on its right eye. The sensitive and deep eyes shone with a sharp light.

A few days ago, on a whim, Ji Siwei bought a lot of small cosplay clothes for Yao and the puppet online.

The little puppet is wearing Kaitou Kidd's clothes today, and Hachio is wearing Conan's clothes... But Hachio has become a bit more solid after returning from the leaflet uncle, and he can't wear a suit, so he only wears a red bow tie.

The ghost boy turned his head sideways, revealing his pale neck sewn with needles and threads, his face hidden under the talisman paper could not be seen clearly.

The neon lights at night shone through the car window on the white braids on the back of the ghost boy's head, refracting strange light.

"Don't be nervous, I need a new place to stay."

The ghost boy said lightly.

Ji Siwei narrowed his eyes expressionlessly: "So?"

"Your family is good." The ghost boy seemed to smile: "So I plan to postpone the day of making you a puppet."

Has this ghost boy passed the second term of middle school?

Hearing Ji Siwei's words, the driver master thought he was talking to himself, and politely discussed: "Young boy, I just turned off the air conditioner and the car is a bit stuffy now. I feel a little hard to breathe. Can I open the window?"

It was only then that Ji Siwei realized that the centipede had climbed up to the driver's neck and circled sharply.

It's all like this, can you breathe smoothly?

Ji Siwei stared straight at the ghost boy's back, and said in a low voice, "Take care of your pet."

The ghost boy raised his hand, and the millipede quickly crawled onto his palm, and burrowed into the wide official robe along his pale arm.

Just seeing this scene, Ji Siwei felt his arms itch, as if a nest of ants had crawled over him.

"It's much easier to breathe with the windows open."

The driver took a deep breath, and began to talk to Ji Siwei again: "Young man, let me tell you a ghost story about an amusement park in Yangcheng, or you won't want to go after hearing it."

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Note: "The enemy of the master is the enemy of Daji" - Daji's lines in the glory of the king.

Phantom Thief Kid puppet and Conan eight-tailed cat, do you like it?