Ghosts have fairies

"In your eyes, I'm so weak that I can't even do entry-level operations like lighting?" Qi Tong said pretending to be sad, but quietly called out his short knife with the other hand, "My heart, Colder than your hands now."

Before the last syllable fell, Qi Tong suddenly slashed the knife to his left side.

Almost at the same time, a circle of lights suddenly lit up in the corridor, and in the suddenly brightened space, Qi Tong could clearly see the person he was holding—it was a boy about the same age as Tang Cheng. There was a trace of surprise and horror, but the corresponding expression was displayed on the green face half a beat later, and his other hand had only bare bones, and the sharp finger bones were resting on a ready The movement of grabbing Qi Tong's heart.

At the same time that Qi Tong's blade stopped an inch in front of the opponent's neck, the tip of the other blade touched the boy's chest. With a little force, the blade reflecting the cold light could pierce the boy's heart.

It's He Zhen.

Seeing that the boy was frightened by this posture, Qi Tong took the time to look at the person who was ready to attack at any time. From the reaction to the strangeness in the corridor, to the lighting, to the attack, the little fairy was in less than two hours. After completing all the movements in seconds, the boss is still the boss even if [-]% of his spiritual power is locked, Qi Tong even wanted to applaud him.

With a soft squeak, the door next to them opened a crack, and Qi Tong caught sight of the small withered figure appearing in the door out of the corner of his eye, with empty eye sockets facing their direction motionless.

The young man in front of him obviously started to panic, and was about to say something, but before he could speak, He Zhen suddenly flipped his wrist, and a phantom quickly flashed past his fingertips, and then several blades flew straight towards him. In the direction of the small dry bone, Qi Tong saw clearly that He Zhen was holding a wooden fan, and the blades were all protruding from the fan bone.

"Don't hurt her!"

The young man was about to run over in a panic, but found that the tip of the knife had pushed back against his chest without a sound, and his raised steps froze in mid-air.

A short muffled sound came from the opened door. It turned out that He Zhen just made a feint, and all the flying blades hit the room half a meter above the top of the small dry bone. Things don't feel.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the little withered bone was safe and sound. He stepped back on the ground with his outstretched foot, and raised his eyes to see He Zhen, who was exuding low air pressure all over his body, and couldn't help shrinking his neck. Extremely awkward.

He Zhen: "What did you want to do just now?"

The boy's throat moved, "You are alive."

"so?"

"But you have no shadow."

"I remember I asked what you wanted to do just now."

"I......"

No matter how stiff his face was, the young man's emotions about to cry were vividly expressed at this moment, with his chest pressed against the tip of the knife, he felt that whether he answered or not, he would die in the hands of this seemingly gentle man.

"Don't be afraid, tell us what's going on and what's your difficulty? Maybe we can help you." Qi Tong said in a good-tempered manner, holding the dagger in his hand around his fingertips. The flower disappeared from his sleeve in the blink of an eye.

The removal of the blade around his neck made the young man relax a little, but the sense of relief when he looked at the tense face of another person suddenly dissipated, and tremblingly said: "Can we talk in the room?" ? Standing here is easy to be spotted by other things."

He Zhen gave him a cool look, and the spring water in his eyes seemed to be frozen, as if to say, "You think I can't beat those things?" The boy trembled again.

"I promise not to play tricks."

Qi Tong exercised his muscles and bones for a while, then looked at He Zhen, "Okay, let's go?"

Who would have thought that this person would remain unmoved, "What else?"

The young man quickly confessed, "I'll tell you everything I know!"

This time He Zhen was finally satisfied, the tip of the knife was drawn back a bit, but it didn't put it away like Qi Tong did. If he hadn't probed the other party's spiritual power, Qi Tong would have believed that this little fairy could perform a flipping trick on the spot .

For someone like Qi Tong whose force value is not high, he must not lose his momentum when confronting others. In layman's terms, he must pretend to be too strong to make the opponent unpredictable. This trick has been tried and tested, and the effect is outstanding.

Now I have brought a teammate who has fallen from the boss to the rookie level. Although he always forgets his level of strength, he can always achieve the effect of pretending to be aggressive, and he does not need to be trained by Qi Tong. The young master of the underworld is very satisfied with this.

The boy's not-so-flexible limbs were trembling like he was learning to skate on the tiles. At least he slid back to the door, picked up the little bone by the door and hurried into the living room, making way for the two people behind him. road.

The fire light floating in the air in the corridor began to go out from both ends one by one. Qi Tong looked at the people around him again, and found that after the boy turned around, He Zhen returned to his original gentle and well-behaved appearance, as if he was just wearing a mask just now. That's all.

Sensing Qi Tong's gaze, He Zhen slightly raised his head and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The fire light extinguished and barely stopped in front of this door, and He Zhen deliberately left the light above their heads to see what Qi Tong was going to say.

The warm light shrouded He Zhen's body, covering him with a layer of furry edges, and looked like a soft little animal when he raised his head.

Qi Tong pursed his lips pretending to be serious, but the smile reached his eyes, and he pinched the opponent's cheek with both hands, "Why are you so fierce?"

Unexpectedly, He Zhen, who was still saying "I'm super fierce" in front of others just now, his pretty eyes turned red instantly when he heard this sentence, and Qi Tong was frightened when he saw the other party's tears. Dare not dare to move, "What's wrong with you?"

Realizing his gaffe, He Zhen brushed away the hand on his cheek, turned around and entered the door, and even the lamp above his head was quickly extinguished.

Qi Tong:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Why did he feel wronged all of a sudden? ? ?

******

There was only one wall lamp turned on in the room, and He Zhen sat on the side of the sofa by himself, while the boy stood aside tremblingly with his little bones, just like a parent who is taking his child to receive ideological education from the dean.

Qi Tong walked over to He Zhen's side, and quietly sized him up as he sat down. Seeing that the other party showed no signs of crying, he leaned on the back of the chair in relief, and nodded the chair on the other side with his chin. , said to the boy: "Sit down, why are you being polite?"

juvenile:"......"

Whose house is this? !

"It's a long story..." The young man looked awkwardly at the two people opposite him, afraid that he would be impatient if he couldn't control his talking too much.

Qi Tong smiled and said, "It's okay, the last thing we need is time."

The boy looked at He Zhen again.

After a while, He Zhen turned to Qi Tong: "Do I look like a speech?"

The boy shook his head in horror, and quickly cut to the point:

"I was originally a third-year student. Once when I was out in an alley, I met an uncle with a bad leg and feet hanging his head to pick up things. He had just come out of the supermarket, and the shopping bag in his hand had a hole. , the fruits in it fell out and rolled all over the ground. I saw that it was inconvenient for him to drag a lame leg, so I went up to help him pick some up. When I handed the pile of fruits to him, he raised his eyes and said to me After thanking you, I realized that the uncle's face is actually a bone without skin."

"At that time, I was so scared that I couldn't make a sound, and I passed out quickly. When I was unconscious, my consciousness was a little clear. I felt like I was being roasted on the stake. The burning sensation did not come from It came from the outside, but it was like burning from the heart, I just felt very hot, very hot, but I just couldn't open my eyes."

He stretched out his hands, and the limbs that were full of flesh and blood turned into skeletons, "When I woke up, I realized that I had become like this."

After seeing too many bones in one night, they were almost immune to this form, but He Zhen still noticed something was wrong with sharp eyes - the left little finger of this withered bone was missing a bone.

Qi Tong: "Where did you wake up? Who did you see? What did you instruct you to do? What good did you promise?"

The young man was taken aback, and replied to the marked point: "The place where I woke up was an ordinary bedroom, and a man's voice was guiding me, but I didn't see anyone in the bedroom, and I couldn't distinguish the voice. The direction. He said... He assigned me a skin bag of a living person, and asked me to take twenty drops of the apex blood of a living person within a month, and then give me this skin bag, or else I will be killed. Throw it outside."

He pointed out the window, "The ones outside are all the dead bones that were driven out of the residential area because they failed to meet the previous mission standards. Some of them still have some consciousness, but most of them have been dissipated and become a body at the mercy of that mysterious man." As long as one of the residential areas fails to meet the standard, it will be exchanged with the conscious bones outside. If it is a family, then everyone will be expelled at the same time. I don’t want to be thrown out, so I can only do what the mysterious man said Do it, luckily the living person assigned to me is also a third-year high school student, and sleeps soundly at night after being tired from studying, so when I lighted the lamp to change my body, it went smoothly."

"What's the matter with this little girl?" He Zhen asked.

"Her parents are beasts!" The boy suddenly became excited, "They wanted a son, but they gave birth to two daughters. They planned to secretly bury their sister when they were alive, but suddenly the family was pulled into this illusion, knowing that After the skins could be distributed, these two beasts actually asked for a family with a baby boy. At that time, only the family upstairs could meet their request, and they threw their sister out without hesitation, just so that the younger sister could replace that one. The skin of a baby boy."

He Zhen listened with lowered eyes, and suddenly asked, "Did the mysterious man tell you, once you replace this skin, what will happen to the original owner?"

The young man shook his head, "No, that mysterious man said that if we want to survive, we can only follow his instructions and not ask too many questions."

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Yang."

"He was asking about your own name." Qi Tong walked to the other side of the room at some point, and shook the textbook towards them, "Zhou Yang should be the name of the owner of this skin, right?"

"Oh..." The young man was a little embarrassed, "My name is Jiang Wenxin."

"Student Jiang, how long have you been here?" Qi Tong looked at this somewhat messy room. The real owner of the room should love to play with flowers and plants. There are many places in the living room with simple and elegant flower pots. .

Jiang Wenxin swallowed his saliva, "21 days."

Qi Tong pushed Lu Luo aside again, "Then you..."

Just as he was about to continue asking questions, he suddenly fell silent. Qi Tong stared at the most inconspicuous window in the living room, and whispered, "There are people outside the window."

Both He Zhen and Jiang Wenxin were startled, and turned their gazes out of the window at the same time.

knock knock --

Jiang Wenxin was startled with fright, but when he came back to his senses, he found a small withered bone in the room sitting on one side and fell into a trance. The eyes of the other two seemed to be fixed on him. After a few seconds, he finally realized the relationship between the two. What does the look mean? He quickly shrank back into the sofa, even bent his legs and hugged himself into a ball, "I won't go."

He was more lively than Tang Cheng, and he made Qi Tong laugh, "Why are you panicking? Maybe the neighbor came to borrow soy sauce?"

"Impossible!" Jiang Wenxin retorted as if rushing to answer.

He Zhen pointed to his arm bones that were still exposed, "You look like this, I really can't think of the reason for your panic, after all, the one knocking on the door should be the one outside."

"What if there are ghosts outside the door!" Jiang Wenxin was full of resistance, trying to make himself more rounded.

He Zhen: "No."

Jiang Wenxin: "How do you know?"

"Think about it." Qi Tong brushed the leaves of the pot of green radish with his fingertips, almost balding the whole pot, "If the ghost wants to bite you, why knock on the door? Let's chat with you about feelings and do soul yoga. Can it make you more delicious and juicy or something? Isn't it delicious through the wall?"