My House of Horrors

“Don't push yourself. Artificial cochlear surgery is not a small number for any average family.” The old man smiled very graciously, and she didn't seem to believe what Chen Gong had said.

Looking at the outfit alone, Chen Gong really can't get on the edge with the entrepreneur three words, the old backpack, ordinary clothing, clothing matching with almost no taste, the most valuable thing on the whole body, probably is the broken skull hammer engraved with a bloody stripe in the backpack.

“Don't worry.” Chen Song opens the comic book: “Granny, follow me first. If you want to see Jiang Ming later, I will take you to him. The kid has a hearing defect, but it seems like he might hear another world. I can't guarantee that he will be able to do this after the cochlear implant surgery, so you'd better stay with him for the duration of the surgery. ”

“Well, thank you, lad.” The old man entered the comic book, and at the same time, the black phone in Chen Song's pocket suddenly shook.

Chen Gong took the phone out and slided the screen with two unread text messages on it.

“The four-star trial mission has completed one ninth of the births and the hearing of the births has been severely damaged. Lucky redneck, you don't have much time! ”

“Congratulations, lucky red lover, on your cumulative blessings of a hundred powerful ghosts or obsessions! Obtain the title of Wisher! ”

“May the Master (true redemption, not a victory after a slaughter, but the strength and tranquillity of the heart to find life in misery): to possess that title, helping the Grim Ghost or the Cruelty to fulfill his wishes will dramatically increase his fondness for you, while at the same time eliminating some of his anger. ”

“Got a new title? When was I blessed by so many people? Are the students of Psychic Ghost School and Twilight High School?” Title This thing will exist permanently, will continue to play a role, Chen Song sometimes suspects that if he can't move, he will encounter a psychic event, probably related to the original strong ghost customer title.

Put away the black phone, Chen Gong let Jiang Ming sleep well, and he walked out of the room himself.

“The mud plastic engraved with Jiang Ming has not been found. It is estimated that it is useful for Zhang Ya on Jiang Jiu. I will find a way to get it. ”

Leaving Jiang Ming's house, Chen Guo took off his gloves and shoe covers, ran out of the hallway, avoided all surveillance, and returned.

After flipping out of the neighborhood, Chen Gong glanced back: “The surveillance didn't photograph me, and didn't leave fingerprints and footprints. Even if Jiang Ming said he missed his mouth, they couldn't find any evidence. ”

Take out your phone, Chen Song made a very arrogant video call to Jiang Ming, who had not yet returned home.

On the phone, Jiang Ming drives his car and looks terrible: “Chen Gong? We're not close enough to make a video call at night, are we? ”

“I'm right outside your neighborhood, and there's something I want to talk to you about. ”

“After 1: 00 in the morning, you ran into the neighborhood and blocked me? Are you out of your mind?” Jiang Ming seems in a bad mood.

“The wrongdoers are going to kill themselves. I wanted to tell you during the day that you put shrines in haunted houses that attract obsession and wretches. The first harm they do is to the people who stand in shrines.” Chen Gongyin is centered: “You've actually been targeted. There's something hidden in your shadow. I went home with you. ”

“Don't scare me there. ”

“I was kind enough to save you. ”

Video interrupted, Jiang Ming hung up impatiently.

Looking at Blackscreen's phone, Chen Song was not in any hurry. He stood in front of the community and waited for Jiang Ming. There was also a last loophole in the station he had set up, namely, the children still in Jiang Ming's phone.

“The boy has done a great job this time, so praise him.” Chen Guo took his phone and created a new social account with a smile in his mouth.

After half an hour, Jiang Ming drove back to the neighborhood.

Seeing him come over, Chen Gong walked straight to the middle of the road with his bag and blocked the road with his body.

“Are you looking for death?” Jiang Ming honked a few times, and he was very upset. This evening he ran from the city to the eastern suburbs, then to the western suburbs, spared a large circle of nothing, and somehow Jiang Jiu scolded a dog blood drain.

“Remember your nasty attitude now, and you will surely come and beg me in time.” Chen Gong took out his cell phone: “The shrine of your haunted house is so evil that it is not God who worships it at all. I warn you one last time, dismantle it immediately, or you and your family will be involved. ”

“Out of the way!” Jiang Ming is really annoying.

“I'll give you one last chance to save lives and win the Seventh Float.” Chen Gong opened his newly registered social account, and his ID name was called "Hope Shifu": “If you see an anomaly in your home one night, contact this person immediately and he can help you. ”

Chen Gong's attitude was firm. Jiang Ming saw that he couldn't let go without friends. He couldn't help but take out his cell phone.

“Satisfied? ”

When his pupils narrowed, Chen Gong nodded when he saw the child return to his cell phone: "People do it, God is watching, you can do what you want. ”

Put your phone away, Chen Gong left quickly with his backpack in his hand. He was so afraid that he would walk slowly, he couldn't help but laugh.

“Jiang Ming has been ruled out, and the strength of the underworld has been reduced, and tonight's harvest is not bad.” Chen Gong walked on the quiet street for a few minutes, and the whole city seemed to be just him. It felt relaxed: “After tonight, I only have six nights left, counting the time, should be enough. ”

After coming out from behind Jiang Ming's door, Chen Gong was less worried. He reached into his backpack and took out the wooden toy that had been lost many years ago.

“I also have memories of this toy, and there may be shadows.” He had a painting in his head, and as he sat on the floor playing alone, the shadow stood behind him and looked at him: “Would he have tried to kill me a long time ago? ”

Chen Guo put away the toys, he always felt that this could be used later.

Just pulled the backpack and pulled the lock, Chen Guo's own phone rang. He looked like an electric display and found that Jiang Ming had called.

“Is something wrong?” Purpose accomplished, cell phone ghosts have returned, Chen Gong now has no concerns.

“Well, I've been thinking about what you said, and I think it makes sense. ”

“How did your attitude suddenly change? ”

“When I got home, I asked my son, and he reacted strangely, and it took me half a day to figure out what he meant.” Jiang Ming lowered his voice: “Someone came to my house. ”

“I knew it. Look under your bed, behind your closet, behind your bathroom door. Maybe he hasn't left yet.” Chen Sing's voice was serious, but his mouth rose slightly.