A hand stretched out from the darkness beside the door, and grabbed Mo Shouchen's wrist. He was startled and almost screamed.
Because he had to keep looking at the statue, Mo Shouchen couldn't turn his head to see what was grabbing him, but from the touch on his wrist, he could infer that the hand was not very big.
"Come with me!"
A voice rang in Mo Shouchen's ears. This voice was very familiar to him. It was Ye Wen.
Hearing Ye Wen's voice, Mo Shouchen was very surprised, but he soon calmed down, because in such a strange scene, he was not sure whether the person who caught him was really Ye Wen.
"How do you prove that you are really Ye Wen?" Mo Shouchen asked suspiciously.
"I have no intention of proving it!" The person who grabbed Mo Shouchen's wrist said nothing and pulled him directly towards the window.
Because everything happened so suddenly and the opponent was so powerful, Mo Shouchen was not prepared at all and could not resist, so while being pulled toward the window, his eyes accidentally left the statue.
By the time he was pulled to the window and adjusted his sight back, the statue had appeared in front of him, and it bit his head with its bloody mouth.
"Crack...crack..."
There was a crisp sound, and the statue that almost bit Mo Shouchen suddenly fell apart. He looked down and found Ye Wen standing in front of him. It turned out that she had punched the statue to pieces at the critical moment.
Just as Mo Shouchen had expected, after the statue was broken, a group of humanoid ghosts emerged from it. The ghost that broke away from the statue completely regained its freedom. Now even if you stare at it, you can't restrict its actions.
The ghost bared its teeth and claws and rushed towards Mo Shouchen. Ye Wen raised her hand and punched again, but she felt that the punch was like hitting cotton and could not exert any force at all.
At the same time, the door of the music room was pushed open, and the boy from the night watchman and study room walked in with a sinister smile on his face, while Qian Zongtian followed them slowly with his hands behind his back.
"Jump!" Ye Wen shouted.
"ah?"
"Jump out of the window quickly!" Ye Wen shouted again.
Mo Shouchen lay on the window and looked downstairs, and then said: "I now seriously suspect that you were conjured by Qian Zongtian, just to trick me into jumping from here...ah!"
Before he finished speaking, Mo Shouchen felt a pain in his butt, and Ye Wen behind him actually kicked him out of the window.
"ah……"
Mo Shouchen's hands were grabbing randomly in the air, but he couldn't catch anything. He could only watch the ground getting closer and closer to him.
But the moment he landed on the ground, he didn't feel any impact or pain, only the feeling of falling from a high altitude in his sleep.
"Fooling" After a while, Mo Shouchen woke up. He opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the desk. The white candle on the desk had burned one-third. The weak candlelight reflected in the mirror that he was a little pale.
face.
Did he just have a nightmare?
However, it was the first time that I fell asleep while using the "immersive writing technique".
Huh?
Why is the table shaking?
Mo Shouchen felt that the table seemed to be shaking and there was a sound under the table. He lowered his head and looked down and found a person curled up under the table. However, the room was too dark and he could not clearly see what the person was wearing.
"who!"
Mo Shouchen went up and kicked him.
"Ouch!"
A scream came from under the table, and the voice sounded like it was Fang Shiteng.
Mo Shouchen tapped the man's butt under the table with his toe again. After confirming that it was Fang Shiteng, he asked doubtfully: "Fang Shiteng? What are you hiding under the table?"
Seeing that Mo Shouchen woke up, Fang Shiteng hugged his legs, and then said with a sad face: "Ye Wen and I came to get the keys. When we saw you lying on the table, I thought you were asleep, so I came over to wake you up.
."
"But no matter how hard I shook you, you didn't respond. When I turned around, I found that Ye Wen was gone. I was so frightened that I didn't dare to run around, so I had to hide under the table."
After listening to Fang Shiteng's description, Mo Shouchen suddenly realized that what he had just experienced might not be a nightmare, but something that actually happened.
As for why he got caught up in the plot he conceived, he thought it might have something to do with Qian Zongtian, who appeared in the plot.
"Bang!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door, followed by a low groan, which seemed to be Ye Wen's voice.
"You hide under the table and don't come out."
Mo Shouchen kicked away Fang Shiteng, who was hugging his thigh, and rushed out of the office.
"Hey? Don't leave me! I'm scared!"
Fang Shiteng wanted to catch up, but when he got out from under the table, Mo Shouchen had disappeared.
The white candle on the desk was still burning, and the flickering candlelight reflected a shaking shadow on the wall, like a ghost with teeth and claws.
Fang Shiteng glanced around the office, then trembled and got back under the table.
Except for the office and a small part of the scene connected to the first floor, most of the second floor is vacant, so the space is relatively open.
After rushing out of the office, Mo Shouchen saw Ye Wen's body lying on the ground not far away, and the little girl's soul was standing next to the body, staring at Qian Zongtian opposite with a cautious expression.
As seen in the plot, Qian Zongtian's face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and his whole body was filled with a gloomy death aura. Behind him, there was still a black mist that looked like a Taoist priest.
It seems that he was the one who knocked the little girl's soul out of Ye Wen's body.
Qian Zongtian looked at the little girl's soul and smiled and said: "Although the owner of this body belongs to the same soul as you, it is not your body after all, and there is an evil thing hiding in this body, so let the old man take them out
They turned into ashes together, and you..."
Qian Zongtian's face suddenly turned cold: "I will become the one thousand and one wronged soul that will be buried in the jade of the old man!"
As he spoke, he drew a talisman in the air with his right hand, and then rushed toward the little girl's soul.
"careful!"
Mo Shouchen slammed into Qian Zongtian with great force, because he realized that the situation was not good. He had just taken an epinephrine, so the force of the collision was extremely strong. Qian Zongtian did not dare to resist, so he had to give up attacking the little girl.
The soul hid aside.
Mo Shouchen, who did not hit Qian Zongtian, fell forward a few steps due to inertia, but he quickly stabilized his body and blocked the little girl's soul behind him.
"The jade pendant he is wearing seems to be able to absorb souls. You should quickly go back to the black book to avoid being caught by him!"
"But you yourself are no match for him!" the little girl said worriedly.
Mo Shouchen stared at Qian Zongtian without fear and said firmly: "Don't worry, I have a way to deal with him!"
[The author has something to say]
Thanks to "Yu" for the reminder reward. Something happened at home recently, so the update is not very powerful. If you give me a few more days, I will definitely make up for it in later updates. I would also like to thank you all for your understanding and support!
