Little Cthulhu [Quick Transmigration]

The people inside...may not be called people.

At first glance, it was just a bloody human figure, tightly bound on the bed, with both hands twitching and wanting to scratch itself, panting "ho ho".

The whole room reeked of rancidity.

"Yes." Boss Yan walked in first, and it was very dark inside. He sighed, "My son can't see the light recently, and he goes crazy when he turns on the light. Master, forgive me."

"And I don't dare to let other people see it like this."

Qin Yu asked Qin Zijie to wait at the door before he walked in. The little ghost suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Be careful, Qin. He...has a nasty smell."

"More than... one kind."

Qin Yun let out a sound, and stroked the side of the little ghost's face reassuringly, and the little ghost subconsciously rubbed against his palm.

He looked at the person on the bed in the darkness, picked up the clothes covered with blood and pus with his fingertips, and said in a low voice: "Human face sores."

It was all over the face and body, already scratched and rotten.

"...Yes! The person I was looking for before said it was a sore face, but there was nothing I could do about it." Boss Yan said excitedly, "Master, can it be saved?"

Qin Yu shook his head, and then took out a jade bottle from his arms under Boss Yan's gaze: "I'm not sure. This is the morning dew from the Taoist temple, maybe it can make him feel better."

"In other words, if there is an effect, there will be salvation, if not..."

Boss Yan smiled wryly: "Master Qin just let go and try, it won't be worse, and I don't hold out much hope."

Qin Yu then opened the stopper and dripped a few drops onto his fingertips. The little ghost leaned over curiously, twitching the tip of his nose like a puppy, but Qin Yu gently blocked it with his other hand: "Don't touch this."

"You have such a good relationship with the little ghost you raised." Boss Yan knew what he was talking to, and couldn't help sighing, "Can ghosts be so obedient?"

"No." Qin Yu rummaged through his memory for a suitable spell, and directly rejected it.

The little ghost will not bite him back, just because he has never asked for anything from the little ghost, not to mention that the little ghost is not a pure resentful spirit, and has merits and virtues in him, which can be said to be a rare example in thousands of miles.

"It's about to start."

Hearing that the little ghost obediently held his breath, Boss Yan also shut up.

"The sun rises in the east, it's red and yellow, and it's up to the Tianweng, and down to the rehmannia... Immortals carry water, and jade girls wash their sores..." Qin Yu's lips moved, and he said very quickly, shaking the water drops from his hands onto the bed on people.

I only heard the sound of "sizzling" and screams of pain, as well as the sound of the iron bed hitting the ground with the convulsive body of Boss Yan's son.batch

"Urgent as a law, amnesty." Qin Yu clapped his hands together, and the iron bed made a loud noise, and then fell completely silent.

He lowered his head to check, and made sure that the other party had fallen into a deep sleep, and the facial sores on his body had also subsided, before he said, "It's ok."

Boss Yan first touched his son carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief, then grabbed Qin Yu's hand and said excitedly: "It's really useful...it's really useful!"

Excited.

If he really loves his son, why would he let him lie in the basement without even washing his body and changing his clothes?

Qin Yu frowned, and took his hand away, and the other party calmed down a little: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm so excited, is the dog saved?"

"Barely." Qin Yu pulled back the kid who was baring his teeth at Boss Yan, "But the facial sores are just a symptom, even if he is cured, other accidents will happen to him."

"Then, Boss Yan, what exactly did you mess with, and why did you get retribution on your son?"

"...It's a long story." Boss Yan led him out and locked the door, "Let's talk upstairs."

"Boss, have you come out?" Qin Zijie, who was squatting outside, saw them coming out, and immediately stood up and asked Qin Yu, "How is the situation?"

"General." Qin Yu said.

Boss Yan went to Liangtang's living room, sat down on the large leather sofa, and said to the two of them, "Master, sit down, and little brother also sit down."

"My son's things... I'm too greedy. I'm middle-aged, and my wife and daughter are dead. The only thing I value is wealth and my son. I can't let go of any of them, and everything went wrong."

Don't you deserve it?There is always a price to be paid for coveting what is not yours.

Qin Zijie slandered.

It's just a pity that his son suffered an innocent disaster for him.

Qin Yu was surprised by another thing, he didn't see anything on Boss Yan, such a businessman who deals with ghosts and a person who raises ghosts, but he couldn't find where the evil thing was.

"Boss Yan, can you tell me what your son has gone through?" Qin Yu interrupted his plausible words. The other party talked for a long time without mentioning the main point, whether it was recruiting ghosts or trading, he was vague.

"Of course..." Boss Yan unconsciously clasped his fingers, "My son doesn't live here to study, and I'm happy to let him stay away from it."

"But one day, he suddenly called me in the middle of the night, saying that someone was watching him from the window. I believed this, so I brought him back the same day and asked someone to look at it. Peace of mind."

"After half a month, my son told me that he dreamed...someone was looking for him and asked where he was."

"At that time, I thought of the deal I made... that thing came to collect payment... I thought about hiding him, and I asked someone to paste a spell in the basement. In fact, there are also under the bed, just to isolate that thing. peep."

"But he was found anyway."

"He started to develop those weird facial sores, and he told me how painful it was every day, and he could feel something chasing him as soon as he closed his eyes."

Boss Yan scratched his hair helplessly: "I admit that I was wrong. I shouldn't have made a deal with ghosts and gods in a moment of greed. I really regret it..."

He looked at Qin Yu: "Master, is there another way?"

"My son doesn't know anything, he's only 14 years old..."

"The other party has already found you, and it won't give up if it doesn't get what it wants." Qin Yu interrupted him lightly.

Boss Yan's shoulders slumped: "...Really."

"You can also satisfy its appetite with other offerings."

After Qin Yu finished speaking, Qin Zijie looked at him strangely and in shock, the boss could say such a thing.

Boss Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled wryly, "What it wants is my son's life...what can I do?"

"Others are more innocent..."

Qin Yu tapped the coffee table in front of him: "There is another way, but it can't cure the root cause, and there are certain risks."

"Boss Yan, have you ever heard of a double?"

Boss Yan was stunned for a while: "What substitute?"

"Of course it's not a real person. It's just a little trick. It can fool that thing into thinking that it has found the sacrifice, and then hide the real sacrifice. It can also buy some time." Qin Yu explained patiently.

Qin Zijie breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that the boss was not that kind of person!

And the little ghost felt bored, so he looked around in the hall, moaning and hawing, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It can only be to buy time, and then find other ways, because it is a transaction you voluntarily choose."

"Buying time... It's okay, it's okay." Boss Yan didn't know what to think, he straightened up slightly, and the shadows on the soles of his feet swayed, "Then what should I do?"

Originally, he didn't hold out hope for the young man in front of him, but the other party also raised little ghosts, and he wasn't one of those old-fashioned ones who would refuse to help no matter how much they knew why, so let him try.

I didn't expect that the other party really had some skills.

Qin Yu's phone vibrated, he turned on the screen and glanced at it, then turned off the screen and pressed it on his lap.

"Master, as long as you are willing to help me, I will pay you as much as you want." Seeing that he was silent, Boss Yan took the lead in expressing his opinion, "Also, even if it doesn't work..."

He gritted his teeth: "Even if I don't succeed, I will never pester you."

Time... no time.

Money and power can be had again, if he still has time.

"Tomorrow, I will prepare my things and come here again." Qin Yu said readily, "200 million."

He didn't show it on the surface, but actually observed it carefully.

He just saw something surging in the shadow of the other party, but Boss Yan was either holding an umbrella or standing under a very bright light, and he never saw anything wrong.

Boss Yan is not just making deals with ghosts and gods. He controls those things for his own use and hides them in the shadows, even more than one.

Like a parasite, now is the time to absorb his flesh and blood.

"Great, the master will rest at my place tonight, and tell me what you need tomorrow." Boss Yan looked at him.

Qin Yu refused: "Some materials must be prepared by me."

"Then I'll send someone to take the master back. I'll call tomorrow when the master comes, and I'll send someone to answer it." Boss Yan remembered something in the middle of speaking, "By the way, master, isn't the one you raised today here?" Is there something wrong with the open space? I'll find someone to dig it up on my own."

He showed Qin Yu the photos sent by his subordinates. A huge earth pit was dug in the open space: "But nothing was found. If you care, I will find someone to take you there to have a look."

"...Boss Yan, please." Qin Yu glanced at the kid who was squatting over there looking at Yu Pixiu, and sighed inwardly.

The other party can climb up to this position from a gangster, in addition to the role of those things raised, there are also some things in himself, enough vision, enough to let go, and enough to be ruthless.

"This." Qin Yu put the jade bottle just now on the table and made a clear sound, "Although the effect is not as good as before if you don't cooperate with the spell, it can be suppressed a little."

"Before the problem is solved, if your son's facial sores flare up, apply it to the wound."

Boss Yan stared at the small jade bottle: "Okay, okay, thank you, Master."

"Then let's go first."

Qin Yu glanced at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and he called out "Zhou Zhou", and the little ghost reluctantly moved away from Yu Pixiu.

Qin Zijie wanted to leave a long time ago, so he hurried to follow.

Seeing the cars of several people disappearing at the gate of the manor, Boss Yan panted a few times, turned around and entered the house.

He was the only one in the resplendent hall with dozens of bright lights. He violently tore off the sleeve of his shirt, revealing a part of his arm...

There are also sporadic facial sores on it.

He put his finger on it and was about to scratch it, but he retracted it restrainedly, picked up the jade bottle tremblingly, and dripped a drop on it, his wrinkled and twisted face finally relaxed.

"Didn't think it would work like this." He's only early, but if the worst happens... this thing looks pretty darn precious.

Boss Yan tidied up his clothes, walked into the basement, and approached his young son, who was beyond recognition, slightly holding his nose.

He said: "It's okay, it's okay, just last a few more days, it will be soon."

"These things can be resolved in no time."

It was past twelve o'clock when we got back to 707.

"Why did the boss accept Boss Yan's invitation just now?"

Just after Qin Zijie finished speaking, he suddenly saw the facial features on Boss Yan's face distorted for a moment in the afternoon, as if...

It's like a lot of stuff is fighting inside the body.

Then Qin Yu gave a cold "um", the boss had already noticed something was wrong.

That's why he couldn't figure out why he had to get involved in this kind of thing.

"You want to find out the truth about Officer Li's death." Qin Yu paused, purring the kid's soft hair like a cat, "I want to investigate the whole incident, and find out the reason why the kid is abnormal..."

The cartoon playing on the TV was ending, and the little ghost hummed along indiscriminately.

"No matter which one, you can't avoid Boss Yan."

"Okay..." Qin Zijie sighed, "When will this day end?"

But he knew it was his choice, so he complained, and things had to go on.

"You don't have to follow tomorrow." Qin Yu said suddenly.

"Why?" Qin Zijie was startled, and almost jumped up from the sofa. Could it be that his complaint just now made the boss feel that he is unreliable, "Boss, I just complained casually, and I will definitely not lose the brat next time... "

Qin Yu interrupted his chatter: "No."

Then he lifted the little ghost up from his lap. The other party was lying down and watching cartoons, but now he looked at him blankly: "...what's wrong?"

"I want to discuss something with you." Qin Yu looked at him and explained to him seriously, "I lied to you that day because Wen Yang had something you needed."

"Huh?" The little ghost scratched his hair. He didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, but he was a little happy and embarrassed, and reluctantly snorted, "I'm not angry anymore."

"……Um."

Then he will be angry in the next second, Qin Yu thought helplessly, and then said to him: "So tomorrow Wenyang will go to Boss Yan's house with us."

"!" The kid got up from him, pursed his lips unhappily, "I don't want it!"

"Why does Qin want to be with him? I hate him!"

Sure enough, it was better than expected, and there was no big fuss.

The idea of ​​the little ghost is very simple, just like a child, because I hate him, so my friends and partners can't like him.

"Because I made a deal with him." Qin Yu took him back, "I didn't know it at the time, so I agreed."

"You can't be dishonest, right?" He asked Zhou Zhou in a low voice, "Does Zhou Zhou want me to go back on my word?"

"Think!" The brat acted angrily, bit his shoulder through his clothes, and then let go of his teeth, "...for the sake of you not lying to me..."

"Just this one time! Only one time!" he emphasized.

"Yeah." Qin Yu looked at him for a while, laughed, then turned to look at Qin Zijie, his voice returned to his indifference, "That's it, so you will stay in 707 tomorrow, don't go alone to places where there are no one. "

Qin Zijie covered his eyes in pain: "...Okay boss, I understand."

Qin Yu burned incense in the living room, prepared the things he needed tomorrow, and drove the kid into the master bedroom.

He was concentrating on it, reciting the divine words, his hand holding the pen was as steady as a machine, Qin Zijie went in and out a few times without any influence, and he was amazed to see it from the sidelines.

"Wow—" The kid ran out like a whirlwind, "Qin! It's a puppy!"

What he was holding in his hand was the jade brave that he saw at Boss Yan's house at night. Seeing that Qin Yu was concentrating, he stopped talking and crouched on the ground looking at Qin Yu with the gadget he was thinking of.

Qin Yu paused, and the tip of the pen drew red.

He looked at the mistake that shouldn't have happened to him, and finally sighed.

"Didn't you watch it all night?" He rubbed the puppy squatting at his feet, and the dog wagged its fluffy tail, "Do you like this?"

"Hmm!" The kid didn't understand what the mistake just now meant, he just happily hugged the gift, and said to Qin Yu frankly, "I like it!"

"It's a small gift for the sensible Zhou Zhou."